In the kindergarten, there were waves of innocent smiles.
Kindergarten is divided into large class, small class, and middle class. As for Zhixi, a three-year-old kid, he only goes to small class.
In the silent classroom, a loud voice suddenly came: "Everyone, listen to me. From today on, if anyone dares to call me Xiao Niang again, I will shoot him. From now on, we all have to call me Mr. Xi."
, Listen clearly, it’s Kangxi’s Xi, which means, I am the future emperor, you will follow me in the future, don’t be afraid, the handsome guys from the big class will bully us, do you understand?”
A small-headed melon sitting on the podium, only half of his head exposed, his neck almost covered by the podium, playing with a tiny toy pistol in his pink and plump little hands. Mobile phone pendant
The kind that just fits his little hand. This was given to him by his father on his second birthday. It has a delicate shell and is inlaid with a coded water diamond around it. Although it looks like it is just a small pistol, in fact
, it is worth a lot of money. If it is put up for auction, the asking price can be 500,000.
When he finished speaking, everyone was looking around for his figure, but only heard voices and saw no one.
Yan Zhixi had a black line on his head and was sweating to death. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, jumped down from the stool on the podium, and stood where there was no blockage from the table. I put my hands on my waist and said angrily:
"I'm so stupid here."
He looked at them repulsively and gave each of them a roll of the eyes.
He was wearing a black suit, with a small red butterfly knot in the middle of his neck, and black mini-leather shoes. He looked particularly handsome and domineering, with a small body, standing on tiptoes, scared.
It's like no one else has seen him
There are not many children in the small class, only about fifty. Although everyone calls him "Miss", everyone listens to him especially because he is the most scheming and domineering in the class.
The most aristocratic, handsome, and manly Yan Zhixi.
Handsome, cold, and charming Yan Yufeng is a smaller version of Yan Zhixi. Like him, he has the temperament of a British boy.
After he finished speaking, sure enough, everyone looked at him and he looked at them like an uncle: "Do you understand?"
He asked again, "It's not his fault that he is short."
Everyone frowned and looked at him dumbfounded. No one dared not understand. After a while, everyone nodded: "Yes, Master Xi."
Then bursts of applause rang out in the classroom. He snorted, shook his saliva and dandruff in an air of dignity, and walked off the stage.
He is born with the aura of a gangster young master. When he grows up, will he have a wise and smart head like Yan Yufeng? He will control all the power. Will he be like Yan Yufeng and fight?
Properly groomed and spotlessly clean?
After getting off the podium, he saw an upright man standing outside the door, wearing the same suit as him. Under the slanting sun, he looked particularly handsome, sunny, and charming, but at the same time, his face also had an evil look.
He was leaning against the door, with his hands in his pockets, looking at this imposing kid with a smile. Sure enough, he was as domineering as he was when he was a child.