"Uncle, I heard from Sister Weiwei that you guys had a fight at the bar last night?"
Xiaoyu wore a Mickey Mouse T-shirt and was walking on the way to school with a small schoolbag on her back.
"Ouch!" Meng Lang walked and ate the sandwich prepared by Xiao Yu.
"What did your sister Weiwei say?"
"She said that there were a few hooligans who wanted to molest my sister. You wanted to be a hero and save the beauty, but you were punched back. In the end, she went up and solved the problem with three punches and two kicks."
rash:"……"
The process is like this, but are you taking it out of context like this?
He gritted his teeth and took a big bite of the sandwich, "Probably...that's what happened!"
"Ah? Really? Uncle, where are you injured?"
"Do I look injured? The ones who are more injured are those little hooligans."
"Oh! That's good!" Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, but looked a little disappointed.
"What's wrong?" Meng Lang asked.
"It's nothing, it's just that every time at this critical moment, you are the one who protects us, and I can only stay at home and can't help with anything..."
Meng Lang looked at Xiao Yu, a little funny.
How old is this little girl? Are you worried about growing up so early?
"Xiao Yu, you are wrong about this. Like me, just hitting one of them with your hands is enough.
Martial arts masters like the landlord are stronger, but they can only fight dozens of them if they are exhausted.
It’s not enough to learn how to defeat one person with a sword. If you want to learn, learn how to defeat ten thousand people!”
"An enemy of ten thousand people?"
"With this, you can be defeated by thousands of people! Do you understand?" Meng Lang nodded her little head.
"Oh! I've been talking for a long time, why don't I just study hard!" Xiao Yu was speechless.
"Then you also went to school, why didn't you learn to become the enemy of thousands of people?"
"Well……"
Faced with this rhetorical question from his soul, Meng Lang barely managed to choke on the chicken soup he poured out.
Elementary school students these days are not easy to deal with...
He couldn't help but roll his eyes at her, "If I were half as smart and talented as you when I was a kid, even if I couldn't learn to defeat ten thousand people, I could defeat five thousand people!"
"Uncle, what was it like when you were in school? Did you work very hard?" Xiaoyu asked.
"Me?" Meng Lang couldn't help but smile as he recalled the nights he spent reading comics in bed.
"At that time, I felt sleepy as soon as I entered school!"
"ah?"
Xiao Yu obviously didn't expect that the uncle who seemed to be omnipotent in her heart and admired so much would actually have this kind of "childhood"?
Meng Lang pointed at the Qingsong Primary School gate that was getting closer and closer, and asked with a smile.
"Do you know why I feel sleepy as soon as I go in?"
"Why?"
"Because this place... is where dreams begin..."
"Well……"
…
Xiaoyu walked into the campus with brisk steps.
When she thought of the uncle's cold joke just now, Xiao Yu felt that the little disappointment that had appeared earlier had disappeared.
The way the uncle comforts people... is really special...
"Xiaoyu!"
A slightly majestic voice suddenly stopped her.
She turned around and saw the head teacher standing at the school gate with a red armband on his arm.
"Good morning, Teacher Fang!" Xiaoyu turned around and greeted politely.
"Good morning, good morning! Has Xiaoyu had breakfast? She looks in a good mood? Haha!" Teacher Fang said with a kind face.
"Yeah! I've eaten."
"What do you want to eat?"
Xiaoyu: "..."
Facing the head teacher who was obviously at a loss for words, Xiao Yu looked at the clock in the distance and said a little strangely.
"Teacher Fang? I'm not late, am I?"
"No, no! Cough! That's right, the teacher wants to ask you some questions." Teacher Fang coughed dryly.
"Teacher Fang, please tell me."
"Um... I heard that you took away all the autographs of Chao Ge in our class?"
"Oh! Yes! But it's not a collection, it's an exchange! I exchanged my game console with them!" Xiaoyu nodded.
"You...you are not a fan of Chaoge, why are you buying so many autographs? More than a dozen!" Teacher Fang said anxiously.
Xiaoyu spread her hands helplessly.
"Who made them cry and make trouble? Everything has been said. I can only find a way to barter. Fortunately, Chaoge's signature is worth some money."
Mainly because they are children. If they cheat, they will pay back. It is not difficult to cheat again.
Teacher Fang's mouth twitched.
I said how I wanted to secretly collect autographs from little brats and keep them as collections, but it turned out that there was no one left!
It turns out that there is a second-rate dealer in the class!
"Ahem! Xiaoyu, look, the teacher is a fan of Chaoge. It's not easy to deal with so many signatures on your hand. Why don't the teacher use a game console to exchange one with you?"
Teacher Fang finally revealed his purpose with some embarrassment.
"Ah? But I promised someone else and have already sold everything to her."
What? Have you already taken action?
More than a dozen signatures! What kind of efficiency is this!
"Are they all sold? Can you give one to the teacher?" Teacher Fang is indeed a true fan and still doesn't want to give up.
Is this signature... so popular?
Xiao Yu thought for a while, her face serious.
"Teacher, you taught us to be honest and sincere, so I won't regret making an appointment with someone.
But don’t worry, teacher, since you have spoken, I will definitely give you one back!
But I’m afraid…”
"Afraid of what?" Teacher Fang asked hurriedly when he saw Hope.
"I'm afraid I'll have to pay more!"
Teacher Fang: "..."
…
After Meng Lang sent Xiaoyu off, he went straight to China Life Insurance, which he had fancied for a long time.
It's not that he came over to clock in when he had nothing to do, but that Uncle Zhang called him in the morning.
Thinking that I hadn't seen Uncle Zhang for a while, I bought some tea on the way and whistled to the company.
As soon as he entered the company, he met his old colleague Ma Qiao.
To be continued...