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492. Chapter 492 Resurrection (1)

In fact, Mo Nian waited five minutes outside the classroom, but the kindergarten principal also said, "Mr. Mo, the child is like this for the first time in kindergarten. He picked him up a little earlier in the afternoon. After a few times, the child will be

If we get used to it, our teachers will coax the children, and the young master will be able to adapt to kindergarten life and play later."

Mo Nian nodded, but turned around and left after all. After all, he had something to do in the morning. The bodyguard guarding outside the kindergarten glanced at Mo Nian's terrible suit pants, full of snot and tears, and he was very skillful in the car.

The spare suit and trousers were handed over. After all, after taking in the tear bag, Mo Nian's speed of changing clothes increased sharply.

When Mo Nian was in the bar and was discussing business with several gangster bosses who were trying to lower the drug prices, the phone suddenly rang. Before the kindergarten teacher on the other end of the phone could speak, the hoarse crying of Xiao Tears was already clear

The message came.

The face became a little gloomy. Mo Nian glanced at the time on his phone. It had been six hours since he left. The little tears were still crying! "Mr. Mo, I'm really sorry, you can pick up the young master for the time being.

Go back? I'm worried that he will cry and ruin his body!"

The kindergarten teachers wanted to cry. Since Mo Nian left in the morning, Xiao Chu Bao sat at the door of the classroom, crying, and wiped the little fat hand a few times on his face, then continued to cry, and waited for the tears to come out,

Rub with his thick little arms and continue crying.

The teacher first coaxed him. After all, the child is precious and he started coaxing him without any effect. The teacher could only threaten him a little and cry again, your father would not come to pick you up home! But he couldn't cry, so he continued

cry.

The teacher simply ignored Xiao Chuanbao. After he cried enough, he would come to coax people by himself. But who knew that the teachers and children in the entire kindergarten knew that a child who could cry came to Class 3, who had been crying all morning.

When I was having lunch, I still didn't eat. The teacher wanted to take the person away from the door. Xiao Xiebao clasped his hands tightly on the door, and continued to cry. His voice became hoarse, his eyes turned red, and his nose turned red.

It took more than six hours, and it would probably be a death if I continued to cry. The teacher could only call Mo Nian with the help of her. She had never seen a child who could cry so well, and it was directly comparable to a faucet.

"I understand." Mo Nian hung up the phone in a cold voice, looking at the gang bosses who wanted to unite and threaten him. Mo Nian stood up coldly and left, and the two bodyguards followed quickly.

Don't miss the next one.

Shen Shuyi listened to Mo Nian's story helplessly, glanced at the little tears lying in his arms, and patted him on the back, "Don't you really go to kindergarten?"

"If you don't go, my father said you don't cry when you go to kindergarten." Xiaoleibao shook his head vigorously. It was probably a child from an orphanage. He was always worried that he would be abandoned by adults, so when he was thrown into a strange kindergarten, Xiaoleibao knew that

He cried hard, choked twice, probably feeling wronged, Xiao Tearbang murmured and complained to Shen Shuyi, "Dad... I'm going to lose it... me."

Mo Nian looked at the little tears of complaining coldly. He had never seen such a crying and cowardly little kid in his life. No wonder Tan Chen threw someone away from him.

"Bad Dad!" Xiaoleibao turned his head and glared at Mo Nian, then hugged Shen Shuyi's neck in fear. The little butt wrapped in denim shorts twisted a few times. Xiaoleibao had long been smart

I discovered that as long as Shen Shuyi protects him, no one can bully him!

Not only is he easy to cry, but he also bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong! Mo Nian frowned again and considered again whether to forcibly throw the little tears into the kindergarten. However, the result of forcibly throwing the little tears into the kindergarten for the second time. It was this little kid who cried so hard that he was so angry that he almost fainted. He was so soft, but his crying temperament was stubborn and very stubborn.

As soon as Tan Chen arrived at the Mo family, Mo Nian walked towards Tan Chen with a gloomy face. Before Tan Chen and Shen Shuyi could speak, Mo Nian had someone forcefully pulled him out to discuss. If it weren't for Tan Chen, he would have I'm facing this little kid all day long!

"When you go to kindergarten, the teacher will tell you good stories." Chen Shuyi picked up the storybook on the sofa and turned a page, "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful little princess whose skin was as white as snow, so everyone They all call her Snow White..."

"What is the princess? It's made by Bai Xue? Will it be sunburned by the sun?" Xiaoleibao interrupted Chen Shuyi curiously. After Shen Shuyi's explanation, he continued to listen to the story and spoke again after a moment, "Why new is new" Will my mother be very bad? The dean’s grandmother said that the new mother is just like our mothers. She will like us and play with us to make delicious food for us.”

"Some new mothers are very bad, such as Snow White's new mother." Chen Shuyi explained calmly, and suddenly understood why Mo Nian went out to discuss with Tan Chen. It was probably very frustrating.

"Then why don't you call the dean's grandmother? The dean's grandmother said that if the new mother treats us badly, let us call back and the dean's grandmother will pick us up." Xiaoleibao raised his head, looking surprised. The opening.

"A different story..."

"Why do the little monk have to carry water to drink? Is there no tap water? As soon as the faucet is turned on, the water comes out."

"Another story."

"The big bad wolf can still talk? But why can the old yellow dog in the yard bark? Sometimes it can bark and sometimes give the bones a whimper, but it can't speak."

"Little Red Riding Hood goes out alone? The dean's grandmother said that he would be abducted by human traffickers when he goes out alone. Good children cannot go out alone."

"Tan Chen, I'll have a chance to have a conversation with Brother Mo Nian!" Finally, Chen Shuyi threw the curious little tears into Tan Chen's arms. She would rather fight Mo Nian than tell her little tears than tell her. The story is here!

The autumn clothing show combined with Xia Family Clothing and Ancient Rhyme was held as scheduled. It can be said that this is not the largest in the clothing industry in recent years, but it is definitely the most sensational one. Xia Feng and his e-brand established the Paris fashion show through this show. Qualification is also the first step to truly open up the international market.

Of course, the clothing industry did not have much shock to the Xia family's autumn dress show before. After all, I knew that there would be such a day. In the early years, as long as the designer had the talent for design, its brands could participate in the Paris fashion show. Over time, some designers have become less enterprising after having this qualification, and use their reputation to make money and no longer focus on design.

So later, the Global Fashion Association convened representatives from various guilds, held a half-month meeting collectively, and re-formulated regulations on the qualifications for participating in the show. Compared with the previous regulations, the re-formulated regulations are much stricter than the previous regulations, which is much more stringent. There may be many designers qualified to participate in the catwalk, but they need to come up with new designs for spring, summer, autumn and winter every year, and more than half of the designers in the guild will agree to pass.


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