Chapter 94 Choosing Clothes

【Hahahahahaha...】

[Sister is really far-sighted. Now the history of children is high-definition. If they are ugly, they will be easily laughed at when they grow up. 】

[The day when my sister made me cute. 】

……

Lin Yuxian sat puffed up, staring straight at Yang Yingying with a pair of black and white clear eyes.

Seeing Yang Yingying felt full of guilt: "Let's play the game first, shall we?"

Lin Yuxian pursed her lips and remained silent.

The clothes are really ugly.

She doesn't want to be such an ugly princess.

"Woooooo, I want to go home, I don't want to be laughed at by the kids."

My sister burst into tears.

Children are always emotional, but because the five children are relatively well-behaved, no one feels the trouble of the child crying. Now that the younger sister suddenly starts crying, everyone is in a hurry to comfort her.

But the program group has already arranged the process.

There is no way to just change it.

Yang Yingying thought about it, and revealed the upcoming itinerary to her sister: "Today we are going to wear these clothes to perform some tasks, and there will be no such tasks tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"What mission?" Lin Yuxian asked with sobs.

"Learn the rules in the palace, such as walking properly, eating elegantly, and how to be polite. Tomorrow, we will wear beautiful clothes and go to a garden to learn calligraphy and painting, and feel the traditional culture of our country."

【This itinerary is quite good. 】

[The little prince can fully meet the palace's salute and meal standards. 】

[Yes, yes, I have said it before. Xiaojin eats very well, does not make any noise, and walks very gracefully. Every step she takes can step into my heart~~]

[Upstairs is too disgusting, report it, haha. 】

……

Yang Yingying saw that the children were willing to complete the task, so she told them: "Our task this time is a little special. We are going to interview passers-by. We have prepared many ancient poems here, divided into adult groups and children's groups. Everyone chooses to memorize them. After memorizing your ancient poems, ask passers-by, if ten passers-by answer your poem correctly, then you will be considered a success."

"But I don't know how to read!"

Lin Yuxian was even more wronged.

"I don't know him either!" Xiong Zunxiang raised his hand.

As soon as the little chubby raised his hand, his father beat him down, "You are already in the first grade and you still don't know how to do it. You see, Xiaojin and Wenwen didn't say no, you don't know how to read and you don't know pinyin ?"

"I don't understand. Now people teach characters first and then pinyin. I haven't even learned pinyin." Under his father's glaring gaze, Xiong Zunxiang whispered more and more.

Yang Yingying saw that the scene was in a mess and quickly asked everyone to choose the poems they wanted to recite.

Of all the people, only Chu Xijin knew it after just one glance. She went to teach Lin Yuxian first: "Sister, can I teach you?"

"Okay." Lin Yuxian's eyes lit up and she became happy.

[Xiaojin won’t complete the task? 】

【He even just glanced at it...】

[It should be that he already knows this poem. 】

【Pack!The mother is going to die. 】

[You are pretending to be paralyzed. A child wants to take care of his sister. You say it is so disgusting. How sinister is it in your heart! 】

[Those who don't like Xiaojin say they're pretending, it's really funny, gentleness is no match for Xiaojin, and force value is even rubbish, so they can only vent their jealousy towards Xiaojin on the Internet. 】

[Don't watch it if you don't like it, don't delay us watching it. 】

[Mother is not a curse word, I hope you know it. 】

……

The on-site filming continued. Chu Xijin first tested her sister to see if she knew the words. If she didn't know them, he simply taught her to sing. "I saw a variety show on the Internet that compiled ancient poems into songs. It was very easy to learn. I taught her Are you good at singing?"

"Okay!" Lin Yuxian learned obediently.

Looking at this scene, Mu Ran hesitated to speak, she wanted to ask, is there any song in "Teacher's Watch"?

She forgot.

"Isn't "Shishi Biao" an ancient prose? How come it was mixed into poetry?"

Mu Ran objected.

Yang Yingying explained: "The adult group is all words or prose."

Mu Ran looked at the other people's, and they were really long.

Looking at the densely packed words in front of him, Mu Ran's mind was in knots. He hadn't memorized the text in hundreds of years, and he didn't expect to have to memorize the text to participate in the program.

[Hahaha, I'm in high school, and I hate memorizing things the most. I'm so happy to see them struggling to memorize ancient poems! 】

[Sure enough, happiness must be built on the pain of others. For example, if Director Mu is not happy, we are very happy. The program team really understands us. 】

[No, Director Mu, why do you keep looking at Xiaojin? 】

……

Mu Ran was hoping that after Xiao Jin had taught her sister, she would come back and teach herself.

But the behavior of the children Qiqi standing behind her sister told her—impossible!

She can only wish for happiness.

Seeing that they were still a little slow, Yang Yingying took another dose of strong medicine, "Whoever memorizes the poems first can wear ancient costumes to interview passers-by, otherwise, they have to wear the ugliest clothes to interview passers-by, and we all know that Hengdian has many Fans, and many people will take pictures, you can do it yourself."

Lin Wenyu's face froze, and he quickly picked up his words.

"I've done it!"

Xiong Guobing was the first to raise his hand.

As a professional host, he will recite his hand cards before going on stage, so he is very good at reciting this skill.

[Wow, although Xiong Guobin looks like a feudal parent of a friend, I have to say that his professional level is still acceptable. 】

[Hahahaha, the envious looks in everyone’s eyes are amazing. 】

[Should have read books and memorized ancient poems in private, otherwise it wouldn't be so soon. 】

……

Indeed, Xiong Guobing often memorizes ancient poems and reads books for his own cultural literacy, because he is a host and often needs to output. If there is no input, he will be empty.

Xiong Guobing set off first.

My sister followed closely behind, and she sang "Little Pond" directly.

The children were taught by Chu Xijin and passed the levels quickly one by one, but Chu Xijin fell last.

"Xiaojin, we are waiting for you to choose clothes."

Zhu Wenwen waved to him.

【OMG, so warm! 】

[You teach me ancient poetry, and I’ll wait for you to choose clothes. 】

[Baby Comprehensive Children are indeed the highlight. 】

……

The younger sister chose a nicer dress, but she looked at Mao Xiaomiao and pursed her lips, "Sister Xiaomiao, do you want to wear it? This actually suits you better."

"No, you wear it, just be a princess." Mao Xiaomiao was not that interested in dressing up.

"But, you are also a girl, you are also a princess, I want you to wear nice clothes." My sister felt a little selfish at the moment.

Mao Xiaomiao bent down and said to her: "You will be the princess, and I will be the warrior who protects you, okay?"

"Okay." Lin Yuxian's eyes curled up.

[It’s settled, Xiaojin is so beautiful, I want to fall in love with this couple! 】

[Hahahaha, Xiaomiao is really warm-hearted and treats girls well. She protected her little aunt at first, and now she protects her younger sister. I love her so much. 】

[Sister is also very sensible, even if she likes it very much, she still takes care of Mao Xiaomiao. 】

……

(End of this chapter)

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