Reborn Nine Zero became a top student, she was doted on by her seven brothers Chapter three hundred and fiftieth chapters chorus, branches and smiles, life and death are unpredictable
Chapter three hundred and fiftieth chapters chorus, branches and smiles, life and death are unpredictable
Oh my god, why is Senior Sister here?
Song Zhizhi immediately put down her chopsticks, jumped off her chair, and explained, "Hello, senior sister, our whole family is here to eat hot pot. My family is at that table over there, and this children's table is full of my brothers."
The brothers who had just returned from playing oil dishes looked at each other in confusion. Although they had never met before, they could see that they had the aura of a school leader. He was still a big leader, respecting teachers and respecting teachers.
"Hello, teacher!" the brothers shouted in unison.
Yu Nianmiao:...Is her teacher’s temperament already so obvious?
Song Zhizhi lowered her head and suppressed a smile, her shoulders shaking constantly.
The expression on the senior sister's face is really funny.
"Teacher Yu, you are here too!" Grandma Song came over to greet her and pulled her to sit down at her table. She didn't know what she muttered. The whole table over there was talking, laughing and declining, and finally
He He nodded beautifully and sent Yu Nian Miao away.
During this period, the children's table was completely ignored, but it also made a group of people feel relaxed.
Song Zhizhi explained Yu Nianmiao's identity to several of her brothers, and then everyone realized what had just been funny, but with Happy Fat Man and Water around, only happiness remained!
It took nearly two hours to finish the meal. If we hadn’t set out early tomorrow morning, the time would have been even longer!
When she was walking back after checking out, Grandma Song explained to Song Zhizhi, "Zhizhi, just now Teacher Yu said that she also wanted to participate and come with us. Since there are many people, she won't take the bus. She said that she has an acquaintance, and tomorrow we will go alone.
Charter a bus and bring your own tour group, what do you call self...?"
This is really convenient. You can go wherever you want without worrying about being lost.
Coupled with this relationship, it would definitely be wrong to refuse.
"Self-driving tour?" Song Zhizhi added, does the term "self-driving tour" exist in this era? The ancient version of self-driving tour by bus sounds pretty good.
"That's what it seems, Zhizhi, so I agreed. It doesn't feel good if I don't take your senior sister with me. After all, she is good to you and even to us."
He has a serious face, but he is a very nice person.
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely take it with me!" Song Zhizhi didn't dare to say not to take him with me. The senior sister has been to many places and is very capable of keeping things under control. It is of course an honor to have her as a guide.
As long as...she doesn't check her music theory knowledge or play live on the road, it'll be perfect!
After returning home, everyone stopped gathering. They determined the meeting place at the gate of the community and waited for the senior sister to bring the car. Then they all went home to pack their things.
The bus has a huge storage space, so you don’t have to worry about the limitations of your back. You can bring whatever you want with you. Everyone was even more excited and went home to pack their things without stopping.
Just looking forward to setting off early the next morning.
The brothers hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they chatted in the same room until around eleven o'clock, when Grandma Song banned them from talking and disturbing the people and forced them to sleep.
After cleaning up, Song Zhizhi pretended to sleep and sneaked into the library to study for a few minutes before coming out again.
But she also couldn't sleep, so she lay in bed in a daze until midnight.
At seven o'clock the next morning, Grandma Song started fighting one by one. Breakfast was steamed buns and rice porridge bought from a stall outside. After eating, the whole family left the community carrying their own luggage.
Grandma Song and Mother Xiao checked the water, electricity and gas valves at home and closed them all before catching up.
The bus was already waiting at the door. The senior sister had tidied up neatly and was dozing off in the seat next to the driver.
The car door was open, and the brothers started to walk in. Mother Meng, Father Meng, and Meng Qiuqiu stuffed boxes in the trunk. Ten minutes later, everything was packed and ready to go.
Before the car drove out of the county town, everyone was excited and even a little confused. As time passed and the sun was high, the passing scenery became more and more colorful. Everyone woke up from their dreams and gradually became excited.
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The car windows are opened one-third, and the breeze brings a slight chill, which is particularly comfortable.
"Ahhh!" Song Laosi shouted towards the mountain road, his voice echoing on the empty mountain road.
The others were led to start howling like wolves and howling like ghosts one after another. The parents all looked at it with a smile. Youth is like this.
Everyone is here, swimming neatly between heaven and earth, which is so comfortable that outsiders don't understand.
Song Zhizhi was also very happy, waving her arms and saying, "Let us be companions in this world of mortals, let us live well..." The song that has not yet been released has been missed!
She quickly stopped her voice and changed a song, "The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the setting sun in winter. In my melancholy youth, I once thought this ignorantly. In the song of the reincarnation of the four seasons, the windmill moves every day.
In the poems about flowing and winding flowers, I grow up year by year, and the story of flowing water taking away time changes a person..."
This song "The Story of Time" has long been popular all over the country, and it can be said that everyone can sing it. As soon as Song Zhizhi started singing, even Meng's father started singing along.
Men, women, old and young, young and old, the combined skills have no advantage, but the atmosphere and true feelings are enough to move people.
Especially Father Meng and Mother Meng both smiled with tears in them. Grandma Song still smiled lovingly. Senior Sister did not look back and could not tell her emotions.
Song Zhizhi was filled with emotion and simply sang louder.
After struggling for more than half an hour, they were exhausted and rested. Coupled with the insomnia last night, a group of boys all fell asleep hanging on their seat belts.
The sleeping posture is touching!
Song Zhizhi also lay in Grandma Song's arms and squinted to sleep. She was now small, so she could curl up in a chair and fall asleep with her head in Grandma Song's arms, which was quite comfortable.
From the main city of the mountain city to the Emeishan Scenic Area, it takes nearly six hours without traffic jams and taking the expressway. Including starting from the district and county, it takes more than three hours. However, because there is no need to take a detour like ordinary passenger buses to complete the journey.
Each site can save one-third of the time.
That is to say, it only takes 6 hours, starting at 8 a.m. and arriving at around 2 p.m. After lunch, we will go to Mount Emei, wait until the sunrise the next day, then go down the mountain and rush to Dujiangyan.
It took longer than expected, so even if everyone slept and woke up twice, only three-quarters of the time had passed.
Sitting so hard that his buttocks hurt, Meng Qiuqiu simply stood up holding the chair, pouting his buttocks to decide whether to sit down or not. After struggling for a long time, he rushed to Song Zhizhi and said, "Zhizhi, why don't you give me a set of papers?"
It’s really boring!”
"Yes, yes, Zhizhi, why don't you give us impromptu questions? I'm almost asleep. I should have brought my homework with me."
"I regret it too. I'm so tired and have to catch up on my homework when I go back. It's too painful."
"Mom, I want to go home!"
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Song Zhizhi also felt very tired, and was munching on the snacks that Grandma Song had brought out. She was so tired, and she still had to use her brain to test so many smart people. Was she a fool?
She's not good at it.
But, hey hey, she can...Song Zhizhi's eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.