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"Haha, the anchor is going to cry."

"Oh my god, Brother Dou is so good at talking, he made the anchor confused."

"Hold on, anchor. I'm still in the line of fire with minor injuries. I still want to listen to Brother Dou's interview. Don't fall down early!"

"Haha, I was laughing so hard."

"Loved me, didn't date me, saved my mother, drank more hot water... Oh my god, Brother Dou is so good at talking."

"Hahaha, Brother Dou frequently makes famous quotes, it's so funny."

"Brother Dou is just a primary school student, how can he give such a refreshing and refined answer?"

"I suddenly realized that these answers are so good that they can shock people to death."

"Reciting the full text..."

"I'm going to use it to deal with my girlfriend, everyone wishes me good luck."

"Go ahead, don't send me away."

"Bake incense and may you rest in peace."

"Chi Liu~ lick the bag...fuck, it's a shit bag."

"And you, my friend, you are the true hero."

"Anchor, call Brother Dou quickly, or my head will be knocked off!"

"Brother Dou is mighty, and the younger one is willing to be defeated."

The audience in the live broadcast room almost laughed like crazy. They used to pay attention to Zhao Xinyi, mostly because Zhao Xinyi is beautiful and talented, speaks funny, has clear logic, and has good interviews.

This was the first time they saw Zhao Xinyi being stunned and speechless.

And he was poked twice by a primary school student.

Too funny.

Looking at the hilarious barrage that filled the screen, Zhao Xinyi felt like crying. She was invited to help promote her alma mater, but she never expected to encounter such a disaster.

She had anticipated that this interview would be the Waterloo of her career.

Totally black stuff.

And it’s black material with high-definition video.

Jingle bell bell~

At this time, the school bell rang, and Pan Dou waved to Zhao Xinyi, who was in a daze, "Auntie, I'm going back to class. I'll tease you next time."

"Class!? Didn't you just report to school today?"

Zhao Xinyi asked confusedly.

Pan Dou looked at Zhao Xinyi with disdain and said, "Auntie, I am a first-year student and I started school three days early."

New students in the first grade of primary school will start school two or three days in advance to adapt.

"First-year freshman!?"

Zhao Xinyi was struck by lightning and was embarrassed enough by being poked by a primary school student. Now that she discovered that this primary school student was still a first-year student, her face was even more humiliating.

If there was a crack in the ground, she really wanted to crawl right into it and hide it, shameless to see anyone.

"Holy shit, shit, Brother Dou is actually a freshman?"

"It's amazing that my kid brother has such sharp thinking and logic even in the first grade."

"Preparatory student of Qingbei Youth Class."

"My first resume: randomly stabbed to death a journalist who graduated from a prestigious university."

"Uuuu~ I'm fed up with this kind of life where I'm inferior to the old and inferior to the young."

"The anchor is so miserable. He is hit again and again."

"Seeking psychological shadow from the anchor."

"The anchor should find a psychiatrist to check it out, and live broadcast at the same time, because I want to watch it too."

"It's not just the anchor who is hit, but also me, a poor little guy."

The audience in the live broadcast room was full of surprise at Pan Dou's identity as a first-year student.

Because Pan Dou's logical thinking is so clear, like a little adult.

They never expected that so many classic quotes would come from the mouth of a first grader.

"Bye, aunt."

Pan Dou waved his hand and walked into the classroom with his hands in his pockets, thinking about the interview just now.

He was thoughtful and found the secret of how to survive the boring student days:

Instead of letting school torture me, I should torture school.

After thinking about it, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Xinyi watched Pan Dou go away in a daze, and it took a long time to recover. She seemed to have been poked by a primary school student again. She whimpered and wanted to cry.

She didn't even need to read the barrage to guess that it must be filled with all kinds of jokes to ridicule her.

Moreover, the video of her interview today will soon be uploaded to the short video platform.

At that time, it will attract more passers-by to watch the fun.

There are also theatergoers, classmates, fellow villagers, etc.

Thinking that she would be laughed at every day, she wanted to die.

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When Zhao Xinyi was about to cry, Pan Dou had already returned to his classroom leisurely.

He is currently studying in Class 1, Grade 1.

The seat is by the back door.

At this time, in the classroom, the little beans were chatting and spanking unscrupulously.

As soon as Pan Dou entered the door, two children immediately came over.

"Brother Dou, Brother Dou, where have you been playing? We just looked for you for a long time and couldn't find you."

Pan Dou sat in his seat, glanced at them, and replied lazily: "I went to the flag-raising platform on the playground."

"Silly Zhu, where is the flag-raising platform?"

"have no idea."

"you are stupid."

"You are so smart, but you are not smart either."

"Silly Zhu, who do you think is not smart?"

"saying you!"

The two little beans almost got into a fight.

In the end, Wang Dacong, nicknamed Great Smart, gave in and said: "I'm too lazy to be stubborn with you."

Among the two little beauties, Wang Dacong is thin and has a small braid and a pair of eyes full of wisdom.

Liu Tiezhu, nicknamed Silly Zhu, is very strong and has a silly expression.

These two children are Pan Dou's new followers.

Three people study in the same class.

Pan Dou's process of conquering these two little beans is very simple.

He instantly killed the strong Liu Tiezhu with a fistfight, and the remaining Wang Dacong gave in on the spot.

In this way, he naturally became the eldest brother among the three.

"Brother Dou, shall we play house together after class?"

"Yes, yes, let's play police and catch thieves!"

The child's anger came and went quickly, and the two quickly turned their attention to playing house.

"Silly Zhu, why do you think about the police catching thieves every day? We are the ones who want to do big things. Today we will open a company and make a lot of money. I will be the boss, Brother Dou will be the manager, and you will be a wage earner."

"I don't want to do it. I want to be a policeman. Brother Dou will be the mayor. You are so smart and you will be a thief."

"I don't want to be a thief, I want to be the boss."

As expected, the two little Doudings quarreled again over playing house.

Children get into trouble so easily.

Pan Dou looked at the two people arguing and curled his lips in disdain, "Childish, how old are you? You still play police catching thieves and bosses opening companies. People of my mental age usually play Ultraman to fight little monsters."

"Brother Dou, you are here to judge, what should we play?"

The two of them couldn't win the argument, so they directly asked Pan Dou to be the referee.

"Play……"

Pan Dou thought for a moment and glanced at the scorching sun outside the window. His heart moved and he said, "Let's go pray for rain. As long as it rains heavily, the school will definitely be on holiday."

Over the years since childhood, he has already discovered that his "novice protection period" buff has bug-level metaphysical power.

However, he had never tried praying for rain and didn't know if it would work.

"Can I have a holiday!?"

When the two little cubs heard that they could have a holiday, their eyes suddenly lit up.

"Brother Dou, we listen to you, pray for rain later, I want to be the Thunder God."

"I want to be the God of Wealth."

"You're so smart, you're so stupid, the God of Wealth doesn't make it rain."

"Si Zhu, you are really stupid. My dad said that money can make all the devils go around. As long as you have money, you can make the Rain God make rain for me."

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