President spoils the dark wife

It was another sunny day and the wind was warm.

"Bye, Mommy!"

Xiaoyan waved to the slim woman in a capable white suit skirt, with a pure and brilliant smile.

Mo Yiran also waved to Xiaoyan, and then got in the car and left.

Until Mo Yiran's car disappeared at the end of the road, Xiaoyan reluctantly took back his hand.

Mommy seldom sends him to school in person. He is in a good mood.

Put your little hand in the pocket of your striped trousers.

Turning around, he looked careless and walked lazily to the kindergarten.

Before we reached the class, we heard a deafening noise.

The whole school, their class meeting is so noisy.

A bunch of idiots

Xiaoyan turned his eyes and kicked the door open.

With the sound of "bang", the class was suddenly quiet, and all the children's eyes were attracted.

This strange silence lasted for a long time.

Until Xiaoyan came to his seat, looked down at a little boy who occupied the magpie's nest, looked at him coldly and said, "are you blind? Is this your position?"

The little boy seemed to have never recovered. He didn't believe that the person he saw was Xiaoyan. He was stunned for a while.

Until Xiaoyan's eyes became colder and colder, the little boy woke up and hurriedly got up to apologize, "I'm sorry, because you haven't come these days, so I..."

Xiaoyan snorted coldly, ignored him and sat down.

Five or six-year-old children should have clear eyes. At least before Xiaoyan came back, their eyes were really pure.

Bear's purity.

The children looked at Xiaoyan with complex eyes.

Xiaoyan's eyes glanced lazily at the messy classroom.

The introduction card of celebrities was cut by a knife, all kinds of graffiti on the snow-white wall, and the garbage can was not clean, because the garbage was scattered all over the classroom

Seeing this, Xiaoyan was still expressionless.

These dead children.

However, looking at his desk is still spotless, without a scratch, like a different one in this classroom, he finally smiled in a good mood.

Seeing Xiaoyan smile, all the children were finally relieved, and the classroom was boiling again.

The fight that should fight, the girl's pigtail that should be pulled, and the bragging that should be bragged.

However, the noise lasted only half a minute and was silent again.

Just because someone came to Xiaoyan's desk.

"Oh, you are Huo Yansheng?"

Xiaoyan's surname has been Huo since his mother met his grandfather.

Xiaoyan raised his head and looked over.

A little fat man with a huge T-shirt printed on his chest stood at Xiaoyan's table and looked down at Xiaoyan.

His eyes were full of disdain.

This greenhouse flower looks like a little girl.

The little fat man thought.

He was followed by two dark, thin boys, with the same disdain.

Xiaoyan glanced at the little fat man with an expressionless face, "who are you?"

"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know. In the future, you have to call me the boss."

"His name is Wang Zhuo. He only came yesterday!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd. It sounded like a girl.

Xiaoyan smiled and was very kind. "Oh, Hello, newcomer."

The little fat man was stunned first. He was very confused. How could this man be different from the rumors he heard?

Doesn't that mean the boy can fight and has a bad temper?

Is it difficult to be frightened by your momentum?

Hey, hey, hey

The little fat man was very happy for a moment. He was scared for a moment. He patted the table fiercely, "you boy, I heard you didn't come before because you were ill in hospital? What disease has been in hospital for so long?"

Xiaoyan smiled, "I have a cold."

As soon as the little fat man heard it, he despised it even more. "No wonder, your little arms and legs are weaker than sister Lin. a small cold will make you sick. You are a weak chicken!"

"Are you provocative?"

Xiaoyan did not change his face, but raised his eyebrows a little.

"Oh, it seems that you have little intellectual problem."

The little fat man looked at Xiaoyan's quiet and delicate face and became more and more angry.

He hates good-looking people most.

"Wang Zhuo, how can you talk to Xiaoyan like this?"

A girl in a floral skirt came out and said unhappily.

The little fat man was angry when he saw that someone dared to resist himself. He turned his head and glared at the girl in the floral skirt, "what's the matter with you? Smelly thirty-eight!"

As soon as the girl heard it, her tears flowed like the water breaking the dike, wiping her tears and lying on the table crying.

Several girls gathered around to comfort.

The little fat man covered his stomach and laughed, "crying is like a dog barking. It's too ugly, ha ha ha!"

When the little fat man said this, some naughty boys in the class laughed.

"Hey! Why don't you comfort?" the little fat man frowned at the indifferent Xiaoyan.

He is waiting for the little flower to defend the girl against injustice, and then fight against himself. Then he can beat the little greenhouse flower down, and then he is the boss.

"What does it have to do with me that she cries?"

Xiaoyan put his hands around his chest and looked at the little fat man inexplicably.

The little fat man was stunned.

Perhaps because she was still young, some innocent crooked her head and frowned at Xiaoyan, "but she was scolded and cried by me just now because she helped you speak."

"You know you scolded and cried?"

Xiaoyan said coldly.

The little fat man opened his mouth and was speechless.

This was the first time Wang Zhuo met the boy named Huo Yansheng. He only felt that the little flower not only grew well, but also had a strange way of thinking.

Although he didn't want to admit it, somehow, he didn't exclude him.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Someone clapped three times at the door, "children, be quiet, be quiet!"

"Here comes the teacher!"

A child shouted, and then all the children returned to their positions.

When the teacher came in and saw the mess, he sighed helplessly.

The children of rich people are arrogant

"Children, tell you a good news. Today another lovely girl will be transferred to our class. Everyone should take good care of her and get along well!"

The teacher smiled and stood on the podium.

However, as soon as the voice fell, there was a sigh.

"When Wang Zhuo came yesterday, he said he was a handsome and lovely boy. Bah!"

"The teacher talks like farting."

"I really don't know whether to send her to ophthalmology or brain department."

"How can you say that about teachers? You bad boys!"

"What are you pretending to be a good child? Just now I said the teacher was ugly!"

……

The teacher on the podium pulled at the corners of his mouth and pinched his thighs so hard that he didn't lift the podium.

Hold back, the Buddha is the Buddha, don't care about the bear child

Trying to keep smiling, the teacher who had crow's feet at a young age waved to the door.

"Xiao Ning, come in."