Duan Jiaze knew that Xiao Su was a sensible person, so other people looked at him and Lu Ya with strange eyes, and it should be just a daily joke.
However, Xiao Su's eyes were really a little erratic, which made Duan Jiaze restless.
That day when he was talking to Lu Ya about class, he called Teacher Lu a few times, and Xiao Su heard him. He wanted to explain to Xiao Su, but was dragged away by Lu Ya.
Duan Jiaze glanced at Xiao Su, and said to himself, "I think she's still thinking about the teacher..."
Lu Ya didn't think there was any problem with this, and he asked Duan Jiaze, but Duan Jiaze refused to say, "What's wrong with the teacher? Kunpeng can be called Teacher Kunpeng, why can't I?"
Duan Jiaze: "... Alas."
Duan Jiaze sighed, how could he explain the subtle difference to Lu Ya.
When Xiao Su passed them, her eyes flickered.
Duan Jiaze finally couldn't bear it any longer, and called her to stop: "Xiao Su, sit down, let's have a chat."
Xiao Su dawdled and sat down, "Director..."
Duan Jiaze smiled at Xiao Su, hesitating about how to speak.
Lu Ya was in a daze for a while, and without seeing Xiao Su, he suddenly said to Duan Jiaze, "Is there something called a pointer?"
Duan Jiaze: "..."
Duan Jiaze became more and more frightened when he saw Xiao Su's eyes.
Lu Ya felt that the people at Linshui Temple were simply too dull and needed to be intimidated, but it seemed too much to sacrifice the murder knife, and it was not appropriate. However, there seems to be something called a pointer in the human world, which is a bit suitable.
Xiao Su quickly stood up and said, "Principal, I still have something to do."
Lu Ya glanced at Xiao Su, and said casually, "Isn't it time to get off work?"
Xiao Su said respectfully, "I love working overtime."
Duan Jiaze: "..."
Although Brother Lu had no scruples, Xiao Su didn't dare to listen any longer, the principal blushed, YY is so precious, the wages are even higher.
Duan Jiaze watched Xiao Su walk away in a hurry, and said to Lu Ya: "...Did you do it on purpose? Who showed you something?"
Lu Ya asked suspiciously, "What is it?" But he was still very smart. After a short pause, he asked, "What else does the teacher mean?"
Anyway, it's all like this, if you don't do it, you can't stop, it can't be in vain...
Duan Jiaze looked at Xiao Su's figure that had almost disappeared into the night outside the door, and said slowly, "Teach you something new."
Lu Ya: "??"
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As a local intangible cultural heritage, the shadow puppet show at the Science Museum of Lingyuan Safari Park has become one of the must-see shows for most tourists, especially those with children, under the promotion of the zoo and the cultural department of Donghai City.
The light and shadow on the curtain swayed, accompanied by light music, the little monkey in the story won the final victory, and returned to a happy life with his little friends.
The small audience applauded enthusiastically. The old shadow puppet artist and his apprentices came out to call the curtain together. The lively children surrounded them and were very surprised by the shadow puppets in their hands.
No matter how many times, the old craftsman always gives the same warm smile to these children who love their craft.
The children ran up and down, but there were exceptions. A six-year-old boy walked very slowly and was still held by his mother. Compared with his peers, he looks a little thin, and his eyes under the bangs are dark and big, looking at the shadow puppet, it seems to be shining.
"Come on, Xiaotong." Zheng Yun felt a slight pain in her heart when she saw the leaping figure of her son's peers, but there was still no abnormality on her face, and she led the child up the stairs.
Old Mr. Liu held the shadow puppet of the little monkey and the golden cudgel in his hand. He also saw Xiaotong coming slowly, and realized that the child might be sick, so he took the initiative to say: "Little friend, do you like little monkeys?"
Xiao Tong shyly said: "I like... Monkey King, but the little monkey is also very cute."
"Hahaha, so this is love for the house?" Old Mr. Liu laughed.
Xiao Tong still didn't understand what Ai Wu Ji Wu meant, and looked at Mr. Liu blankly.
Old Mr. Liu squatted down, beckoned Xiaotong to come closer, and taught him how to manipulate the shadow puppet. Xiaotong especially likes the stretchable golden cudgel, just now under Mr. Liu's hands, it was danced like it was about to fly, and his little hands grabbed it and played with it, and even went behind the curtain to try it.
"Grandpa, is that so?"
Mr. Liu encouraged: "That's right, you did a great job!"
Zheng Yun looked at Mr. Liu gratefully, "I'm sorry for your trouble."
"It's okay. Is the child sick? If you don't feel well, you should rest at home. Come back when you get well. The weather in Donghai is always so good." Mr. Liu said with concern, and he could hear it through the conversation. Foreign tourists.
Zheng Yun looked gloomy and shook her head.
Mr. Liu was taken aback for a moment, then said "I'm sorry", and stopped asking.
It's not that Zheng Yun doesn't want to wait for Xiaotong to recover, but Xiaotong is terminally ill, so he can only take conservative treatment to relieve the pain.
Xiaotong's father had already divorced her because of the child's illness. Zheng Yun took the child and moved to Donghai because the climate here is pleasant. Xiaotong had long wanted to visit the Lingyuan Zoo. It had only been half a month since they moved here, and Zheng Yun found a good weather to bring her children to fulfill her wish.
Mr. Liu's apprentices packed up their things, it was time for them to go back, and Xiaotong also reluctantly returned the shadow puppets.
"There are still many interesting places in the zoo. Children, you can go to the Golden Monkey House to have a look. The little monkey is the golden monkey." Mr. Liu said to Xiaotong before leaving.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Xiaotong raised his head and said, "I'll go ask Little Monkey if he can introduce me to Monkey King."
Old Mr. Liu was amused by Tong Yan, "Okay, go ask."
"Then let's go to the Golden Monkey House?" Zheng Yun picked up Xiaotong and gave him a few sips of water.
Xiaotong just played for a while, and was also a little out of breath. She lay on her mother's shoulder and said, "Okay."
Zheng Yun held Xiaotong and waited for the sightseeing car in the park. There was still a distance from here to the Golden Monkey House. Xiaotong was not physically strong, so Zheng Yun couldn't hold the child all the way.
Sitting in the car, Zheng Yun heard two girls beside them discussing.
"Are you really going to say goodbye? I feel very superstitious!"
"Very clever, okay? Now I have to go to worship the white fox before every exam."
"Then do you still wish?"
"It's still there, but it's not allowed to buy feed here, so I went to a nearby store to buy white fox dolls, and now there are several at home."
"Hahahaha, it's really you."
Zheng Yun probably knew that they were talking about the arctic fox in the zoo. Speaking of which, this arctic fox was also quite well-known on the Internet, and Zheng Yun had also seen it when checking the zoo guide.
However, compared to the legends in the zoo, Zheng Yun felt that the incense she burned at Linshui Temple a few days ago might be more effective.
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The sightseeing car shuttled through the zoo, and soon arrived at the Golden Monkey Pavilion. As a national first-class protected animal, it has an exclusive exhibition hall.
Because there were a lot of people here, Zheng Yun carried Xiaotong in.
Once inside the arena, Xiaotong pushed her mother's shoulder and asked to come down and see for herself.
Zheng Yun bent down to put him down. The mother and son did not squeeze to the front, but stood on the back step and looked in. The precious golden monkey was nowhere to be seen.
Not only Xiaotong, many children would ask, where did the golden monkey go
Such a professional exhibition hall, of course, will design corners for animals to hide from the sight of tourists. Visitors can't just see animals as they want. Some tourists will be dissatisfied with such a design, but sensible people know that in the long run, this is only good for the physical and mental health of animals.
So Zheng Yun also explained to Xiaotong: "The little monkey may be resting, just like sometimes you don't want to be around your mother and want to play games by yourself. If your mother stares at you every second, will you be unhappy? ?”
"No." Xiaotong twisted her body and replied.
Zheng Yun laughed, and kissed Xiaotong on the cheek, "Let's wait for the little monkey, and go to see the souvenirs now."
There is a separate small shop in the Golden Monkey House, and all the products in it are in the shape of monkeys. Xiaotong also saw that there was a golden cudgel for sale here, so she immediately looked up at her mother.
"Don't you have five or six at home? No matter where you go, you have to buy a golden cudgel." Zheng Yun said helplessly, but still bought a new toy golden cudgel very indulgently.
The plastic "golden cudgel" is very light. Xiaotong held it and couldn't put it down. "Mom, I'm going to the bathroom."
"Okay, wait a minute, mom will find an uncle to accompany you." Zheng Yun searched for the male staff with her eyes.
"Mom, I can do it myself!" Xiaotong said not very happily, he felt that he could go to the bathroom alone.
Zheng Yun only hesitated for a moment, and seeing that there was no one coming in and out of the men's room, she said, "Then you go, Mom is waiting for you at the door."
Xiaotong walked in with the golden cudgel, unwilling to let go even to go to the toilet, which made Zheng Yun a little helpless.
Xiaotong went to the toilet by himself, came out of the cubicle, washed his hands, wiped them clean, and then picked up the golden cudgel again. At this time, he heard the monkey cry of "squeaky", and the footsteps that were going to go out stopped , went to the window and looked out.
The green area of Lingyuan is very large, and there is a dense bamboo forest outside the window. Xiaotong actually saw a monkey appearing outside holding a bamboo, lowering its head and screaming, proving that the voice just now was really not a mistake.
Under the bamboo was a brother with golden brown hair who raised his head and said, "Come down quickly and go back, or the director will accuse me again!"
The monkey squeaked again.
The brown-haired young man said angrily: "Bold, how dare you play tricks on me!"
Xiaotong immediately pushed the window open and said on tiptoe, "Brother, can you understand what it says?"
The brown-haired young man turned his head to look at Xiao Tong, and said angrily, "Of course I understand!"
"Come on, if you can understand, you are the Monkey King." Xiaotong said with her mouth flattened.
The brown-haired young man gave Xiaotong a cool look, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xiaotong laughed out loud, thinking this brother is really interesting, "You are not handsome enough, Sun Wukong has a golden cudgel, golden eyes, armor, beard... Also, monkeys listen to Sun Wukong! You let it come down Don't even come down!"
Brown-haired youth: "... what is Xuxu?"
Xiaotong made a gesture, "It's just two long beards on the top of the head."
As soon as he raised his hand, the golden cudgel in his hand was exposed.
The brown-haired youth curled his lips, "Oh, you have a golden cudgel."
"I bought this, and I only have this, and I don't have a beard." Xiaotong said blushing.
Feeling that no one noticed him, the monkey on the top secretly grabbed the bamboo next to him, but the brown-haired young man quickly raised his head and shouted: "Come down!"
This little monkey has never heard other children say that the monkey wants to listen to the Monkey King.
The macaque became unsteady, let go and fell down. The brown-haired youth strode forward and reached out to catch the monkey accurately. Send it down, and the monkey will land safely.
Xiao Tong was dumbfounded, "It's amazing, even better than the little monkey in the shadow puppetry."
"That's amazing? Look at it." The brown-haired young man was triumphant, reached out and took the plastic golden cudgel from Xiaotong's hand, and started dancing with one hand. The stick spun nimbly in his hand, like a windmill, until only afterimages remained.
It was the first time Xiaotong saw someone can do this in reality, and his mouth was wide open.
Seeing the child's expression, the brown-haired young man became even more frightened. He swung the stick, and the plastic gold hoop hit the bamboo, and it broke in two. The monkey squeaked twice in fright, and jumped on the ground. .
Xiaotong, who was staring at the stars, was stunned for a second, then grinned and cried, "My golden cudgel—"
"Wait, wait! Don't cry!" The brown-haired young man covered his mouth, "Don't cry, I'll tell you a secret."
At this time, someone came in and saw the brown-haired young man covering the child's mouth through the window and looking at him strangely.
The brown-haired youth didn't even look at him, and said, "Actually, I'm really Monkey King."
The child burst into tears, I don't believe it.
"..." said the toilet man, "...hey, Monkey King? Is this your kid?"
"No!" The brown-haired youth roared back confidently.
The person who went to the toilet took a step back in fright, "I'll go... kid, where are your parents?"
He wanted to go forward to rescue the child who was suspected of being frightened and crying, but the fierce brown-haired young man stretched out his hand and fished out the whole child. He made a decisive decision, turned around and shouted at the top of his voice, "Come here—"
The brown-haired young man squatted down with the child in his arms, but seeing Xiaotong coughing violently, he hurriedly said, "I didn't use my strength, what's wrong with you?"
The monkey jumped over, looked at the coughing child curiously, stretched out its paw and patted his back.
Xiaotong was slapped by the monkey, and his eyes showed some curiosity, but he coughed and said, "Liar, Monkey King is the most powerful, so he doesn't wear a shirt."
The brown-haired young man looked dumbly at his white shirt, "Hey, you kid... I wear it every day if I have nothing to do? Forget it."
If we stay any longer, the child's parents are coming, and if we report him to the management office later, the principal will be yelling again. He put the child back on the window sill, touched the broken plastic golden hoop, and the golden hoop was immediately intact, and he stuffed it into the child's hand again.
Xiaotong's eyes widened, "Ahem! You..."
The brown-haired young man took out a peach from nowhere, broke off a piece with his bare hands, and put it into the child's mouth, just blocking his words behind him. Then, with the peach in his mouth, he grabbed the kiwi and ran away.
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Zheng Yun rushed to the back of the exhibition hall together with the staff and the enthusiastic tourists who reported the news. When the toilet window was opened, there was no one there. Xiaotong was sitting on the window sill, still holding his plastic golden cudgel in his hand. The mouth is bulging, and I don't know what it contains.
There were also staff members rushing in the toilet, and looked around, but there was no one else in there.
Zheng Yun hugged Xiaotong down immediately, "Xiaotong, are you alright?"
Xiaotong wanted to talk, but there was a piece of peach in his mouth, a very sweet peach, he chewed it up and swallowed it, and then he spoke: "Mom, I met Monkey King."
Only then did Zheng Yun notice this detail: "What are you eating?"
"The peach that Monkey King gave me." After Xiaotong finished speaking, the tourist who reported the letter also said, "Oh, that man just told your son that he is Monkey King, and then took him away."
That's it, it's like coaxing people with lollipops, Zheng Yun was terrified, it was her first time here, she didn't know that the toilet here has such a big window, and no matter what, Xiaotong shouldn't be let in alone .
"Hello, is there surveillance here? Well, that person is likely to be a human trafficker, and he might lure other children." Zheng Yun said to the staff.
"No, mom, he's Monkey King." Xiaotong interjected again, he always wanted to talk about Monkey King with his mother, but she didn't seem to be free. He raised his golden cudgel, "The Great Sage also made my golden cudgel better."
No one took Xiaotong's words seriously, it was just a child's talk, besides, Zheng Yun always knew that her son liked Monkey King, she was busy negotiating with the staff, and only responded to Xiaotong with "Mom knows".
"I'm really sorry, I'll take you to rest, and we will also ask this gentleman to cooperate with watching the surveillance." The staff was very positive, and immediately asked them to sit in the lounge and promised to check.
Zheng Yun hugged Xiaotong and followed the staff.
Xiaotong only felt that after eating the peaches, her stomach was full and warm, and she changed from her sleepy state after walking for a long time. But he is still too young to express his feelings accurately, so he can only say very simply, according to his current needs: "Mom, I want to come down and go."
Zheng Yun put Xiaotong down, and said: "Mom is going to talk about you, next time a stranger talks to you, and parents are not around, so don't bother. Those are bad people, and they will take you away..."
Xiaotong said blankly, "But he is none other than Monkey King."
Zheng Yun knelt down and said seriously: "That's not Monkey King... Wait, are you a little hot?"
She found that in the blink of an eye, Xiaotong's cheeks showed some blood, which was a little different from the usual white paper.
"It's not hot." Xiaotong blinked, "But I want to see the monkeys."
"No, let's follow this uncle first and go take a rest." Zheng Yun said seriously, "Come on."
Xiaotong lowered her head and said, "But if you rest again, the zoo will be closed."
The staff member said from the side: "Children, you can still come tomorrow, we will give you a free ticket."
Zheng Yun felt a little bitter in her heart, she would take Xiaotong to the hospital tomorrow, "...it's all right, did you hear me? We can do it again."
Xiaotong raised her head and said, "Is it tomorrow? I'm still looking for Monkey King."
"Not tomorrow, we have something to do tomorrow, but the doctor said that Xiaotong is doing well, so she can come the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Zheng Yun is unwilling to break the children's fantasy, but now there are obviously bad people taking advantage of this, so she can only say seriously , "And then, Mom wants to talk to you seriously about Monkey King..."
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Sun Wukong had already forgotten about the child, nibbled on a peach and secretly sent the macaque back, ignoring its begging voice, and said, "Little brat is too naughty, I won't take you out next time."
While nibbling a peach, he walked to the dispatched animal lounge.
Sun Wukong ate peaches very fast, and after a while there was only one peach pit left. At this moment, he just opened the door of the lounge and smashed the peach pit on Xiong Siqian's forehead.
"Ouch!" Xiong Siqian covered his forehead, daring to be angry but not to speak, he glanced at Monkey King resentfully, then lowered his head to pick up the peach pits and put them away, they can be used for planting.
Monkey King jumped, lay down heavily on the sofa, put his feet up, and kicked off the inspiration that was sitting on the other side and dozing off.
Inspired came to his senses, took a look at Sun Wukong, quickly climbed to another sofa, and sat with Xiaojiu—Since Sun Wukong’s identity was exposed, Xiaojiu was not as isolated as before. Sometimes they would be willing to deal with Inspiration he.
Only then did Sun Wukong realize that Blue Bird, Jingwei, and Nine-Tailed Fox were playing a game. One was drawing on the whiteboard, while the other two guessed what she was drawing, and Shancai was helping them score points.
Now it was Jingwei's turn to draw, and she was already far behind. After thinking for a while, she drew a circle on the whiteboard with a heart in the middle.
Yousu: "Uh, this should be... is..."
Jingwei swished, swished, and quickly drew two curved lines like cricket tentacles on the top of the circle.
Shui Qing and You Su shouted out almost at the same time: "Monkey King!"
Monkey King: "???"
Monkey King was very dissatisfied, "What do you mean, you can just draw a golden cudgel next to it?!"
"Who knows what the painting stick is, it might be Yuan Hong, after all, Lord Four Wastes is quite similar to you." Su Yinyang said angrily, "But with these two whiskers, it will be different."
A black line appeared on Sun Wukong's forehead, "This is my purple gold crown with phoenix wings! Phoenix wings!"
Shui Qing smoothed things over and said, "Do as the Romans do, anyway, it's called that in the human world."
Thinking of the child's words, Sun Wukong felt that many human races are too outrageous, so he said unwillingly: "Principal Duan knew that this was the purple golden crown with phoenix wings..."
You Su Qian said with a smile: "Don't talk about it, the head of the garden doesn't dare to be a Taoist king now."
Sun Wukong: "..."