Scared like a little quail.
The little chubby body was curled into a spherical ball on the chair, holding the pen tremblingly in his small hands, with his head shrunk, writing the composition tremblingly.
Jian Yi didn't speak at the side, just watched with such a taciturn and cold face, like a cold killer staring at his prey, with a strong sense of presence.
Zhang Yiming was almost scared to death.
He was even thinking that it's a good thing that Uncle Jian is not his father. If Uncle Jian was his father, he would definitely not survive a day, and he would be scared to death by Uncle Jian when he was born.
Now, Zhang Yiming didn't dare to write about his beautiful sister Lili anymore.
Mainly because he was afraid that if he wrote it, he would be beaten to death by Jian Yi on the spot.
Zhang Yiming had seen Jian Yi fighting with Jian Xiyan many times before.
It was completely different from when his father Zhang Dazhuang beat him.
His father beat him, and it was obvious on his face that his father was angry.
Then his father would beat him and call him a brat, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
In short, a lot of words.
However, his father is not scary at all except that his hands are stronger and the beating hurts a bit.
And Zhang Yiming was raised healthy, strong and solid, not afraid of being beaten by Zhang Dazhuang at all, even when he was beaten by his father, he would cry and yell back and curse back.
But Uncle Jane will not.
Zhang Yiming could see very clearly that when Uncle Jian beat Xi Yan's younger brother, he didn't speak, didn't say a word, and his face didn't look angry, angry, or murderous like his father.
From the beginning to the end, Uncle Jian remained expressionless.
But it looked super scary.
Therefore, Zhang Yiming still feels that Jian Xiyan was picked up by his father.
Otherwise, Xi Yan's younger brother is so cute, how could he have such a terrible father.
Could it be that Uncle Jian beat his own son to death before picking up Xi Yan's younger brother
Zhang Yiming began to think wildly in his mind, but he didn't go deep enough to continue thinking.
It felt like a familiar cold and indifferent gaze fell on him.
Zhang Yiming: "!!!!"
He turned his head stiffly, and sure enough, once again he met Jian Yi's calm eyes and that terrifying expressionless face.
Before Jian Yi could ask him what happened.
Zhang Yiming himself was so frightened that he almost cried.
He put down the pen, hugged his head, trembling, he was always carefree, he likes to speak in a loud voice, now there is obvious trembling:
"Jane, Uncle Jian, woo woo woo I didn't mean to desert, I really didn't, I'll write right away, I'll write right now, you, don't hit me, okay...?"
Jian Yi: "..."
Jian Chenglang: "..."
What's wrong with this kid
Jian Yi didn't ask him why he missed him so much, and didn't think about exploring Zhang Yiming's inner world. Looking at the composition in front of him, which was still concise and concise, he urged:
"Hurry up and write."
Therefore, from Zhang Yiming's point of view, what Jian Yi meant was that as long as he wrote the composition, he would not beat him.
On the contrary, if he doesn't write essays, Jian Yi will beat him to death.
Zhang Yiming: "..."
After Zhang Yiming figured it out, he almost let out a "wow" and cried miserably.
Originally, he couldn't hold back the words to praise his father, but now under the strong pressure of Jian Yi's eyes and words, he exhausted his brain cells, and he really came up with a lot of praises for his father. sentence.
What work is hard, he is a very nice person, don't compete with him to watch TV, he is physically strong, he made his father angry, but his father didn't beat him to death, how kind-hearted he is, his father is really the best and strongest father in the world.
In short, he boasted about his father that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth.
Jian Chenglang, who was watching, was dumbfounded again.
Facts have proved that children really have to be pushed, if you don't push, you really don't know whether he is a scumbag or a top student.
Not only Zhang Yiming was terribly frightened, but Qu Qianqian was also so frightened by Lu Junhan that she was about to cry.
Lu Junhan and Jian Yi are considered to be the same kind of people.
Talk less, have a cold face, have a terrifying aura, and stay away from strangers.
But Lu Junhan was not as taciturn as Jian Yi, and the expression on his face was more expressionless instead of cold like Jian Yi.
At this moment, he was casually playing with the phone in his hand, and looked up from time to time to see where Qu Qianqian had written.
As for Qu Qianqian, after realizing that Lu Junhan was looking at her, she didn't even dare to lift her head, her eyes turned red immediately, she looked pitiful, holding a pen in her little hand, trembling with fear.
Woooooo, Sister Lili, help me, your father is so scary.
Qu Qianqian tilted her head, wanting to ask her sister Lili for help.
At this moment, Lu Junhan just raised his eyes from the phone screen, and saw at a glance that Qu Qianqian's little head was tilted in the direction of Lu Li, as if she wanted to see how Lu Li's composition was written of.
Lu Junhan frowned slightly.
The composition of that little thing is a mess. If Qu Qianqian copied hers, it would be two copies of the composition. Thinking of this, Lu Junhan reminded lightly:
"What are you looking at, write yours."
Lu Junhan wanted to remind Qu Qianqian so that he would not be misled by little Lu Li.
But his voice was so cold that Qu Qianqian heard it sounded like a warning, as if he was saying that if she dared to look around again, he would turn her head off.
Qu Qianqian: "..."
Qu Qianqian was so frightened that she directly retracted her head. She lowered her head, and tears were about to burst out of her eyes covered by her long hair.
Sister Lili, help me!
Woohoo, your father is looking at me.
He's still looking at me whining.
I'm going to be watched by your father to death, woo woo woo.
Lu Junhan was sitting behind Qu Qianqian. When he raised his eyes, he could see nothing but her composition.
And Qu Qianqian wanted to make Lu Junhan angry, so she choked up very little in fear.
It's not like Lu Li used to cry, she cried loudly, as if she was afraid that Lu Junhan wouldn't hear her crying.
As a result, Lu Junhan really didn't know that the little girl was scared by him, and she was in a bad mood.
On the contrary, the photographer took pictures of Qu Qianqian's pitiful face with tears in her eyes. The audience in the live broadcast room felt pitiful and funny at the same time.
Now, Qu Qianqian didn't dare to praise herself and Lu Li anymore.
She suddenly remembered her father's good time.
Her father has such a good temper, and he is very patient. Even if she looks around, her father will not say anything about her.
Moreover, her father is also good-looking, at least not like Uncle Lu, who is cold and terrifying, and her father can still laugh, which is gentle and gentle.