Chu Xiaoyi found that he was too difficult. He used to feel that it was okay not to go to university, but now he feels more and more humble in his family status. If Chu Xiaoxiao finishes university in the future, wouldn't he be the bottom educated in a family of four, who can't speak hard enough
Chu Xiaoxiao glanced at him and muttered, "I don't want to share the subject of singing and dancing."
Of course, Chu Xiaoxiao wouldn't let the cheap brother sing and dance. She just saw him so complacent, so she mentioned it casually. She plans to complete the topic sharing by herself. One is to bring her parents to battle, and her parents will inevitably be compared; the other is that teamwork is very troublesome. For details, please refer to Xiao Bi's memorial book.
Chu Xiaoxiao: I cooperate with unreliable team members, it is better to fight alone, at least I can control the progress.
Chu Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and he didn't want to perform on stage, so he immediately warmed up: "Then what do you need me to do? Let me help you with the preparatory work before school starts?"
Chu Xiaoyi slandered her sister's green scarf just now, but now that she is in the same class as the prospective academician's children, she is immediately warm and polite.
Seeing him being so flattering, Chu Xiaoxiao showed a strange expression on his little face: "Can you speak well?" This is so scary.
Chu Xiaoyi took his sister to wrap the book cover. He cut out all kinds of patterned paper and began to fold it according to the textbook. The color of the pattern paper is light and delicate, and there are beautiful lines, which are very comfortable to touch.
Chu Xiaoxiao knelt on the chair with her arms still leaning on the table top. She leaned forward, watching his work, and curiously said, "Xu Xiao said that there is a transparent plastic cover, just stick one set on the book."
Xu Xiao was active in the old city. She said that after school, she could go to the nearby canteen to buy it. The store was full of various book covers.
Chu Xiaoyi was busy folding paper, but he didn't lift his head and said, "Plastics are not good. Your brother and I are environmental protection ambassadors. I advocate the use of less plastic products."
Of course, Chu Xiaoyi would not admit that he thought it was fun to wrap a book cover. This kind of mindless work sometimes relieves stress and makes people feel calm. At first, he was very resistant to helping Chu Xiaoxiao to work, but now he is a little bit happy about it, thinking that he is a mediocre craftsman genius.
Chu Xiaoyi wrapped many textbooks in patterned paper, and marked the subject names on the cover. At the same time, he was forced to accept Chu Xiaoxiao adding English on it.
She wrote "Charms" in English, "Defence Against the Dark Arts" in Chinese, and "Transfiguration" in mathematics, so as to correct the name of the elementary school curriculum .
Due to her private English teaching, Chu Xiaoyi can actually understand what she is writing, and at the same time has deep doubts. The language is called Defense Against the Dark Arts, which can barely be understood. It can be regarded as learning "how to fight against the gangsters", which can also be regarded as Defense Against the Dark Arts, but why can mathematics and Transfiguration be equal
Chu Xiaoyi: Could it be that odd changes and evens remain unchanged, and symbols look at the quadrants, so mathematics is changing blindly
Chu Xiaoxiao was completely unaware of his subtle psychological activities. She looked at the new book with a beautiful cover, and she couldn't put it down for a while. She feels that her teaching materials are unique, different from the book covers mass-produced by her classmates, and have a strong personal style.
Chu Xiaoxiao hugged the textbooks happily, glanced at Chu Xiaoyi secretly again, and muttered: "Although you don't have a doctoral team, but your book cover is better than theirs, that's okay..."
Chu Xiaoxiao noticed that Brother Bai was too shocked when he learned the word "academician". Although she didn't understand the meaning behind the title, she probably classified people again.
She feels that it is not good to always use her own weaknesses to compare other people's strengths, just like her family didn't criticize her when she placed third in the exam, and the cheap brother didn't need to criticize herself. Everyone is as happy and cheerful as Xu Xiao, and it's good not to be obsessed with rankings.
Although the cheap brother does not understand degradable plastics, microbial research, and is not a terrible person who is applying for an academician, he is willing to insist on using less plastic in his life, which is enough!
After Chu Xiaoyi listened to her voice like a mosquito, she saw the little girl looking down at her toes again, pretending that nothing had happened. He was surprised for a while, but he didn't expect her to comfort him, and his heart softened.
In fact, Chu Xiaoyi had guessed that the parents of the supernormal class were not ordinary, and had already prepared the mentality of lying flat and ridiculing, but she did not expect that she would be concerned about his self-esteem. Don't look at the little things that often hurt herself, she still has the side of a little angel occasionally, and she cares about the emotions of her family.
Children are usually a headache and troublesome, but they can always show sincere love inadvertently.
Chu Xiaoyi was greatly relieved when he heard the words, he immediately hugged Chu Xiaoxiao moved, and began to tease her again, deliberately selling miserably: "Then you can take the first place in the exam this semester, I really can't compare with their parents, the parents will meet. I can only rely on your grades..."
Chu Xiaoyi: Although I can't compare to them, my sister can compare to their children. I'm the first person to shamelessly rely on my sister!
Chu Xiaoxiao listened to his pitiful chatter, and couldn't help but be puzzled: "?" What kind of devil are you? I speak to comfort you, you let me take the first test
Children from poor families will be in charge early, and children from fools will be wise early. Because the cheap brother couldn't compete with other parents, Chu Xiaoxiao took up the burden early, and she could only rely on herself to emerge and shine in school.
Chu Jiadong was listening to the brother and sister chatting, and said weakly: "...Isn't it because I went to the parent-teacher meeting?"
Chu Xiaoxiao's parent-teacher meeting used to be attended by Chu Jiadong and Xiao Bi in turn, but "The Generations of Our Family" let Chu Xiaoyi participate once, and the eldest son seemed to find fun in an instant.
Seeing that his father was going to compete for a place in the parent-teacher conference, Chu Xiaoyi said dissatisfiedly, "Dad, can't you let me be influenced by the academic atmosphere?"
Chu Xiaoyi: I haven't seen a bunch of SSRs yet!
Chu Jiadong: "?" Didn't you say that in the college entrance examination
Chu Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, then asked his brother's opinion, "Then can I use your data for my project sharing?"
"My data?" Chu Xiaoyi was stunned. When he thought that he was considered an emperor now, he waved his hand happily, "Use it, I don't mind, do you want to do art-related topics?"
"No, I want to do pedagogy." After Chu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she ran away in a hurry. She could share with the class how to make Hanhan learn English, as well as detailed information.
Chu Xiaoyi: "?" How can you still pursue education? Shouldn't I be sharing my parenting experience
On the day of the official start of school, Chu Xiaoxiao put on her new school uniform and little yellow hat. She carried the new book wrapped by her brother on her back and went to school happily.
Chu Jiadong was in charge of picking up the two children today. When he saw Liang Shuangqi carrying a cello box and a schoolbag, he quickly ran two steps towards the little boy and asked with concern, "Can Qiqi carry it? Is it heavy?"
Liang Shuangqi declined Chu Jiadong's help, he shook his head and politely said, "Thank you uncle, it's not too heavy."
Liang Shuangqi often takes the piano out to participate in the competition. In the orchestra, the teacher will not help you collect the instruments. The children are in charge of themselves, and no one can say that they can't carry it.
Chu Jiadong opened the trunk, and when he saw that the little boy put the piano case away by himself, he couldn't help sighing, "Hey, he's quite strong."
Liang Shuangqi put the cello box away, and got into the car with his schoolbag, sat next to Chu Xiaoxiao, and said hello to her. He didn't wear a red and white school uniform, but a white shirt and black trousers. He was a polite little gentleman with an elegant temperament.
Chu Jiadong started the car, he turned on the navigation again, and greeted with a smile: "Qiqi always stays in the orchestra, but he can make a lot of friends."
Liang Shuangqi said earnestly: "Actually not, we only have boys who dislike dogs." He even wanted to expand the scope a little more, not only in school orchestras, but elementary school boys are a little disgusted with dogs.
Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't help reminding: "Brother Qiqi, are you also a boy in the orchestra?"
Liang Shuangqi: "I'm a boy who hates dogs and knows himself."
Chu Jiadong was amused by the little boy. He listened to Liang Shuangqi's blatant self-deprecation and reassured him: "How can you exaggerate, a boy of this age is a little naughty..."
Liang Shuangqi sighed: "I may have a different understanding of 'slightly' from my uncle."
Chu Xiaoxiao was wearing a little yellow hat and a green scarf. Seeing that her friend was dressed differently from her own, she asked curiously, "Brother Qiqi, why don't you wear a school uniform or a green scarf?"
Liang Shuangqi: "I don't wear a green scarf anymore, and now I wear a red scarf in my class."
Chu Xiaoxiao: "What about your little yellow hat?"
Liang Shuangqi looked at her innocent eyes, embarrassed to say that he thought it was too ugly: "..."
Although Liang Shuangqi is still a primary school student, he is already in the fifth grade. He doesn't listen to the teacher like Chu Xiaoxiao, and he wears formal attire when performing in the orchestra. As long as he plays the cello, he will not be stopped. The teachers and students who check the clothes at the door will let him go. They know that the orchestra will have a school performance today.
Liang Shuangqi was going to go to the orchestra when he entered the school. He had a red and white school uniform in his schoolbag. The children are wearing little yellow hats in the car. It would be too unrighteous for him to be beautiful alone.
Liang Shuangqi stared at Chu Xiaoxiao stiffly, unable to speak for a long time, Chu Xiaoxiao stared straight at Liang Shuangqi with curiosity and inquiry in his eyes.
After a while, Liang Shuangqi was finally defeated. He made a grunting dissatisfaction, a bit like a big cat who was aggrieved. He turned around and took out his school uniform and little yellow hat from his schoolbag.
He slowly draped his school uniform jacket over his white shirt, put his silly little yellow cap on his head, and finally tied his red scarf without a soul. This process was inexplicably humiliating. He still bowed his head silently to the friendship, from a arrogant cellist to a bubbling silly little chicken, sacrificing his idol baggage.
Chu Xiaoxiao saw that the two sides were dressed the same, she smiled happily, and said cheerfully: "We only have different colors of scarves!"
Chu Xiaoxiao originally thought that it was a bit ugly to dress up for school, but she found that everyone was the same, and she was happy again.
Liang Shuangqi forced a smile on his face. He was embarrassed to say that he usually only wears school uniforms and is willing to use a little yellow hat and a red scarf to be a ghost.
After getting off the bus, Chu Xiaoxiao and Liang Shuangqi parted ways as they entered the school gate, one going to the teaching building and the other going to the small auditorium. Liang Shuangqi was carrying a cello case and his schoolbag. He had no time to change his little yellow hat and red scarf. As soon as he entered the small auditorium, he was madly ridiculed by the band!
The children of the orchestra are all black and white suits or dresses, and they also have exquisite little bow ties and black leather shoes, and they burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha Liang Shuangqi, you are so ugly to me!"
"My God, what kind of look is this, you're just in the first grade this year..."
Facing Chu Xiaoxiao, Liang Shuangqi endured the humiliation and put on the little yellow hat honestly. At this time, he was bursting with low pressure and said impatiently, "You, guys, good, annoying."
Liang Shuangqi: That's why I hate elementary school boys who are too boring.