Qu Qianqian hammered the table and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha—fatty, you have today too!"
Zhang Yiming felt aggrieved immediately, he felt that he should not be underestimated by such a beautiful sister.
So, he stuck himself on his chest, put the badge with his name on the table, and shouted:
"I'm not Fatty, I'm Zhang Yiming!"
"But you can call me Fatty Zhang, that's my previous name! But my father later thought the name was too rustic and would be discriminated against, so he changed it for me. Oh, yes, my father is a coal digger, and my father Having said that, my family doesn’t have much, except mines and money, so you can come to my house when the time comes, and I will ask my father to treat you to dinner!”
"Okay!"
Xiao Luli clapped her little hands appreciatively, then turned her head, her clear and beautiful eyes looked at the little lady who had been silent all this time:
"It's your turn, Xi... brother?"
The little girl didn't know how to pronounce that word. She heard Xie Qin yell just now, but she didn't remember the pronunciation very well.
Zhang Yiming and Qu Qianqian didn't even listen to Xie Qin's speech, let alone know his name.
As a result, the eyes of the three fell on Qin Xiyan in unison.
Qin Xiyan seemed to be a bit introverted, being so closely stared at by the three pairs of eyes, like a harmless little white rabbit, he quickly lowered his long eyelashes in fright.
His lips were tightly pursed, his eyelashes were still trembling, his little hands were clenched tightly, and he was still unable to utter a word.
Seeing this, Qu Qianqian showed worry on her small face: "He can't be dumb, can he?"
Zhang Yiming nodded: "Very likely."
Qu Qianqian: "That's so pitiful."
"Brother, don't be afraid, we are not bad people!"
The little girl didn't know if he really couldn't speak, so after thinking about it, she took out a toffee from her pocket and gave it to him:
"This Tangtang is for you, we are really good people, don't be afraid of us, okay?"
Qin Xiyan trembled her beautiful eyelashes like crow feathers, stared at the toffee for a long time, and then met the little girl's clean and harmless clear eyes, which trembled slightly.
As if he really realized that she didn't have any malice, let alone laughed at him, Xiaozheng held back his speech for a long time, and finally managed to choke out a few words.
He lowered his head and clenched his little hands tightly, not daring to look at them. His voice was thin and soft, with a slight timidity:
"I, my name is Qin Xiyan, the proverb's Yan..."
"Qin Xi proverb, Western proverb..."
Xiao Luli read it several times, then laughed, her dark and bright eyes were bent, and the little milk said seriously:
"Your name sounds really nice."
Qin Xiyan looked at her bright and innocent smile, and tried his best to show a shy smile, and timidly said in a low voice:
"... Thank you, thank you."
Then, he took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and whispered:
"My, my birthday is, it's August 12—"
"Look quickly!"
Song Wanwan, who has been praised so much by the group members and almost doesn't know his last name, seems to have heard something.
Pointing directly at Qin Xiyan, he laughed loudly and said:
"So there was a little stammer there! It's so embarrassing, it's actually a group with a little stutter! It's so embarrassing!"
When she yelled, the other people in Song Wanwan's group also booed and laughed.
When they laughed like that, Qin Xiyan was even more speechless.
He bit his lower lip tightly, his delicate and fair face blushed, and he wished he could get his head into the table.