In the summer when she was six years old, Yoyo successfully entered the second grade.
The school has changed into a new uniform, a western-style blue and white plaid skirt, which is as refreshing as a popsicle emitting a slight chill in summer.
When Yu Lan sent her out in the morning, she looked at Yoyo more, and said with some hesitation:
"...Have you lost weight recently?"
Gu Qizhou also looked up and down.
"It's true that you've lost weight. What's the matter? You don't eat less than usual?"
It's not so much that I don't eat less, it's better to say that you have been eating more and more recently.
But it's also normal, Yoyo sits all day except in school, and the rest of the time is either broken by the ballet teacher and smashed to the back of the head, or falls and crawls on the ice rink.
After such a toss, even an anorexic can be hungry for two bowls.
Yu Lan said happily:
"This is a good thing. It shows that we are finally leaving the infant stage. At least we won't be mistaken for kindergarten children when we go out."
Yoyo looked up dissatisfied: "No one has misunderstood it for a long time! Only you adults will admit it!"
"Okay, okay, pack up and go to school quickly, don't be late on the first day."
The couple opened the door and waited for the two children to get into the car.
Yoyo stretched out his head and took a few glances inside:
"Where's brother?"
Gu Miaomiao: "Stupid, Shen Jichuan doesn't go to the same school as us anymore, so of course we'll leave first."
oh.
Yo Yo, I slowly remembered that my brother is already going to the first grade of junior high school this year.
In order to prepare for the youth class in the Qing Dynasty, Shen Jichuan did not skip grades one after another, but planned to study in junior high school for three years. After three years, he would be able to take the exam for the youth class and compete with geniuses across the country for admission qualifications.
For Yoyo, the legendary college youth class is completely the realm of the gods, which she can't even imagine.
Fortunately, Yoyo knows that she doesn't need to compete with everyone for cultural class scores. She is now a reserve sports student, and her poor grades are completely natural!
As if seeing Yoyo's ease, Gu Miaomiao reminded her:
"...Although your brother has helped you preview the lessons in advance during the summer vacation, don't even do your homework, or you will be scolded if you don't do well in the exam. Don't let me plead with your brother again."
Yoyo, who was poked at the center, said with a guilty conscience:
"...Isn't that because my brother is very scary every time he teaches me math, only my sister is not afraid of him... Could it be, don't you have the heart to watch your lovely sister being scolded?"
The little girl leaned next to her, emitting a lovely light.
Gu Miaomiao, who already had resistance, responded coldly:
"I can bear it."
YoYo:"… "
"I also feel that every time you finish teaching, you start to doubt the life of Shen Jingchuan, who looks much more pitiful than you."
Gu Miaomiao was fortunate enough to watch the lectures of teacher Xiao Shen and classmate Youyou several times.
That's really... It can make Yoyo's cuteness disappear, and people just want to knock out a hole in her little head, and then pour out all the water in it.
Shen Jichuan was able to persist for so long, it is really touching the brother-sister relationship.
This road passed while Yoyo gave an example to refute that she was still very savvy. The Bentley stopped at a distance from the school gate, and the two sisters got out of the car and joined the school crowd side by side.
"Ah... that's Gu Miaomiao from Class 1, Grade 3, right?"
"This is the fourth grade at the beginning of school, okay?"
"She is really prettier than she looks on TV, and she has a lot of temperament..."
"Nonsense, can someone who plays the violin lose his temper?"
Youyou was pinching the belt of her schoolbag, obediently following Gu Miaomiao's side on the surface, but in fact she had already pricked up her ears, carefully discerning the faint voices of discussion in the crowd.
Hmm, her sister is really pretty! And it's getting better and better!
The summer morning wind blew through the girl's plaid skirt, nine-year-old Gu Miaomiao was taller than her peers.
As she grows up year by year, her limbs become more and more slender, and her cheeks lose their baby fat and have a clear outline. Because of practicing piano all the year round, she is just like all girls who study art, with a natural elegance Alienated temperament.
It can be said that in Yoyo's eyes, her sister is a desirable little goddess!
"The one next to her is Yoyo, right?"
"Just look at it!"
Hearing someone talking about her suddenly, Youyou couldn't help pricking up her ears, anticipating what outsiders would say.
"It looks about the same as it does on TV."
"Her face is really round! I want to squeeze it!"
YoYo:"… "
That's it
That's it? ?
How come there are so many words to praise my sister, but when it comes to her, she only has a round face? ?
"What's wrong?"
Gu Miaomiao caught a glimpse of Yoyo's sudden depression and asked.
"Hungry again? Want chocolate or brioche?"
Yoyo just wanted to say that she would not eat it with backbone! She wants to be pretty! She wants to be as thin as her sister!
In the next second, her stomach gurgled twice, and the little girl instantly replied discouragedly like a little rabbit with drooping ears:
"...buttered bread."
After all, looking good is intangible, but being hungry is really hungry.
Walking from the first floor to the second floor, although it is only one floor higher, the different scenery makes Yoyo really feel like she is a year older.
In the new semester, her deskmate was still Jiang Tang. Youyou found her place and took out a new book with colorful covers from her schoolbag.
Jiang Tang's eyes fell on Yoyo's schoolbag.
She had seen this children's schoolbag in "vogue" before. It was made of handmade leather, equipped with GPS and one-key call for help, and the price was naturally not cheap.
The reason why she was so impressed was that she went shopping with her family during the summer vacation, and her younger brother also saw the same bag and clamored to buy it.
If the price hadn't exceeded the budget of an ordinary family, her mother might have gritted her teeth to fulfill her brother's wish.
But my younger brother's schoolbags already have three or four.
And the schoolbag she bought for 30 yuan, half of the strap is broken, but her mother has not agreed to buy her a new one for a long time.
Jiang Tang sighed.
If only she were seventeen now instead of seven.
"Tangtang, look! Isn't it pretty?"
The little girl carrying a brand-name schoolbag showed off ordinary book covers that cost a few dollars each.
"nice."
Jiang Tang praised sincerely.
"Hey." Yoyo smiled and told her in a low voice, "My brothers and sisters wrapped this for me together. It was so well wrapped! Others must not have such a perfect book cover as me!"
Jiang Tang listened helplessly but patiently.
After finally going to class, she heard the little girl's soft voice coming from her ear again.
"Tangtang Tangtang!" The dog huddled behind the upright Chinese book, and turned to her seriously, "Are you hungry? This butter bread is delicious, do you want a bite?"
The little girl hiding behind the standing book has long eyelashes. She carefully glanced at the teacher on the stage, and then carefully handed the butter bread under the table, like a thief.
Jiang Tang was also worried.
"This is class, the head teacher's class!"
Yo Yo, who is dominated by hunger, does not cue at all, and continues to Amway:
"This is delicious! You eat it, you eat it!"
Seeing that she was so persistent, Jiang Tang was about to reach out to take it, when suddenly the teacher on the stage said coldly:
"Gu Youyou—"
The little girl with cream still on the corner of her mouth shivered.
"What do you eat alone in class? It's so delicious, how about giving a copy to the whole class?"
On the first day, he caught the kid who was eating snacks in class, and the class teacher gritted his teeth.
Yoyo, who stood up cowardly, glanced at the teacher, and said very stingily:
"I, I don't have that much money..."
The other children in the class burst into laughter.
Jiang Tang couldn't help laughing too.
Yoyo, six and a half years old, was blushing, and shyly pursed the corners of her cream-smeared lips, looking innocent and cute.
Jiang Tang found that Yoyo seemed to be growing slower than her peers.
The little girl of the same age is already significantly different from the children in the kindergarten, and her appearance has gradually faded away from the childishness of a child, and she has begun to show a different beauty.
The naughty little boys in the class even rank the girls in private.
In their ranking, Jiang Tang ranked first, and Yo Yo was ranked second.
Because they think that Yoyo is cute and cute, but there is still a long way to go before being pretty.
Thinking of the bright and eye-catching Yoyo in the future, Jiang Tang laughed to himself, these little kids will regret their blindness sooner or later.
But Jiang Tang soon discovered that these mischievous little boys not only had poor eyesight, but their behavior was even more incomprehensible.
"...Give back the rubber band to Tangtang."
Jiang Tang, whose headband was torn off again on the way out of class, turned cold.
This is not the first time that the little boy has been pulled by the hair rope. Originally, Jiang Tang didn't intend to pay attention to it, but he was pulled four times in ten minutes during a class break, and the clay figurine was also a little angry.
And before she had time to get angry, Yoyo couldn't help but get angry for her.
"Give it back to her."
The little boys who had been giggling and watching Jiang Tang's expression just now restrained their smiles.
Facing the serious little girl with her hips on her hips, they unconsciously felt a little embarrassed.
Not for anything else, just for Yoyo's well-known favorite sister, Mad Demon Sister.
"... You, you will pay it back if you say so?"
The little boy with a good face thought about it and resisted a little.
"Why? We didn't pull your headband."
Yoyo raised her chin, imitating her elder sister's momentum when she scolded others, and said word by word:
"That's because you don't talk? That's because you dare not!"
Jiang Tang was momentarily shocked by Yoyo's momentum.
... Yoyo, the level of the pair has improved by leaps and bounds.
"Who, who said we didn't dare?" The little boy who was successfully instigated by the provocative method took a small step tentatively, "I'll talk about it, what, what!"
The little boy took courage and stretched out his hand—
Take off Yoyo's hairpin.
There was silence in the classroom for a while.
"He made a move."
"He bullied Gu Youyou, he is dead."
"It's time to practice between classes soon, Gu Miaomiao won't let him go!"
There was a lot of discussion in the classroom, and the little boy thought about what happened to the person who bullied Gu Youyou last semester. He struggled for a while, but finally couldn't bear the huge psychological pressure, and threw the hairpin and hair rope to Yoyo:
"Hmph! I dare to do it next time!"
After speaking, he ran away.
Looking at this farce, Jiang Tang couldn't help laughing.
When Yoyo came back with Jiang Tang's headband, the little girl sitting in front of her approached her and whispered to her:
"... Yoyo, don't worry about it, he must like Tangtang."
Yoyo tilted her head: "How do you know?"
The little girl said mysteriously: "My mother said that boys only bully girls they like."
Boys this age would indeed resort to such rough and rude behavior in order to get the attention of a girl they liked.
Jiang Tang understood this, so even if he was angry, he didn't dislike him too much.
"no."
Yoyo held the hair tie and tied Jiang Tang's hair while saying:
"That's not what I like."
The little girl in the front seat opened her eyes wide:
"Isn't it? Then what is liking?"
Yoyo was biting the headband, she already knew how to tie a ponytail by herself, so she was also very skilled in tying it for Jiang Tang.
After combing her hair, she turned around and shook her head with a confused expression:
"I don't know either."
"But I know that liking is a happy thing."
"Only one person likes it happily, how can it be like it?"
True love must make both of you happy.