New Return of the Pearl: The Group's Pet Swallow Flies

The morning sunlight was somewhat warm, shining through the bamboo forest outside the house and through the gaps in the window onto the desks in the study room.

A ray of sunlight playfully jumped onto the paper held up by the little swallow, and on it were three crooked words "homework". The words seemed to be about to fly up, especially the word "swallow". No idea how she wrote it, but the beginning and the end actually looked like a swallow, about to spread its wings and fly.

If she hadn't said it was the word "燕", no one would have been able to tell that the flowing word was a 燕 and would have thought it was a picture.

"Xiaoyanzi, your handwriting is so elegant."

After learning what the word was, Yongqi couldn't help but hold back his laughter and praise.

The others also nodded repeatedly, their faces turning red from trying not to laugh. Xiaoyanzi scratched her head and said helplessly, "You guys can laugh if you want to, hum."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ji Xiaolan also had a smile on his lips and helplessness in his eyes. He felt that he had met his match.

Ziwei looked at Xiaoyanzi helplessly. She knew that Xiaoyanzi was not incapable of writing, but she was just not used to it yet.

Unaccustomed to the feeling of learning knowledge.

After all, for her in her previous life, being well fed and well clothed was the happiest thing. As for learning how to make tofu, she didn't dare to think about it, nor did she want to think about it. She just wanted to know the prices of goods in the market and how to avoid going hungry.

So now, she has no worries about food and clothing, and no longer has to worry about going hungry. She lives a good life, so she wants to enjoy her life comfortably and does not want to learn those knowledge. She thinks those are useless.

But she also knew that Xiaoyanzi was unwilling to admit defeat. She was very strong-willed. If she knew that someone was going to compete with her, she would definitely learn well.

For example, when Ji Xiaolan was teaching others to study, Ziwei secretly said to Xiaoyanzi, "Xiaoyanzi, let's have a competition to see who can finish writing these five characters first. Whoever wins gets to call me sister."

Considering that Ziwei has never called Xiaoyanzi "sister" after the two sisters became sworn sisters, Xiaoyanzi immediately became alert when the bet was made. She couldn't lose. She was not happy to be asked to call her younger sister "sister".

So she nodded now and said quickly, "Okay, I promise you, come on, let's compete."

Ziwei chuckled, picked up the brush, straightened her attitude, and practiced writing on the paper.

When Xiaoyanzi saw her start, she took a deep breath, relaxed herself, then picked up the brush, straightened her body, and began to write stroke by stroke.

This time, she did not write in a flamboyant and flamboyant style like before, or the kind of words that could fly up to the sky quickly. Instead, she wrote upright and neatly.

Although, it is not as beautiful as Ziwei's writing, it is much better than the previous one.

Ji Xiaolan, who was teaching on the stage, caught a glimpse of the two sisters who could practice calligraphy quietly in this noisy room at such a young age. He nodded secretly and felt very satisfied.

Glancing at Xiaoyanzi and the big words on the paper again, he couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. It turned out that the little girl's words just now were written for fun. This little girl was too naughty.

After waiting for an incense stick of time, Xiaoyanzi let go of the brush, rubbed her numb fingers, and looked at Ziwei proudly. Seeing that she was still writing, she couldn't help but poke her on the back proudly, signaling her to call her sister.

Ziwei, who was sitting in the row in front of her, curled her lips slightly. She had been sitting there waving the brush for quite a while. It was really a long time to wait for Xiaoyanzi to finish writing, but she still wanted to indulge her.

"Wow, Sister Xiaoyanzi, you are awesome. You finished writing before me. You are so amazing."

Ziwei pretended to be shocked, put down the brush and turned around. When she saw the neat big words on the paper, she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Hearing this, Xiaoyanzi couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, her eyes full of smiles. In fact, she had known for a long time that she could not compare with Ziwei, but seeing her always making gestures just to avoid discouraging her, and now praising and encouraging her so unreservedly, her heart felt as sweet as if she had drunk sugar water.

"Hehe, thank you for your reward."

Xiaoyanzi covered her lips, like a cat stealing some fish, with a cunning look in her eyes and eyebrows.

Ertai sat on her left, an aisle away from her. Although their voices were very low, he could not help but keep his eyes on her. The golden sunlight shone through the bamboo leaves, casting mottled shadows, flickering on her body, and making his heart beat gently as well.

Xiao Ertai didn't know why his heart was beating faster and faster. He only knew that the little girl in front of him looked really pretty when she smiled, and looked a bit like the woman he often dreamed of.

The girl in the dream was also called Xiaoyanzi, and he had been dreaming about her for three years.

It was always intermittent each time, but I couldn't see the appearance of the woman in the dream clearly, but I could vaguely see the corners of her lips that were always raised, and she was obviously a girl who loved to laugh.

Little Swallow, Little Swallow, Little Swallow...

Ertai didn't know why he kept dreaming about the woman also called "Xiaoyanzi", but he always felt that the woman must be a very important person to him. However, he couldn't remember now...

"Ertai, Ertai, Master Ji is asking you a question."

Ertai, who was lost in thought, was suddenly awakened by some brisk voices. When he came to his senses, he saw the little girl who had been sitting on the chair secretly competing with her sister and smiled with curved eyes after winning, now sitting in front of him.

The chubby little face was full of questions. In the bright and clear eyes, there was his own reflection. Ertai was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Ah? What's wrong?"

The chair Xiaoyanzi was sitting on was a little high, barely aligned with Ertai and the others' chairs. She couldn't help but reach out and gently tap his hand on the table, and whispered, "Master Ji is going to interrogate you."

Ertai suddenly came back to his senses, and saw all kinds of looks from all around, some curious, some looking at him with amusement, some worried, some helpless...

Also, Master Ji's dangerous smile that looks gentle but is actually ready to punish.

"Ertai, come, write a poem and end it with the rhyme of city, such as city, more, clear, etc."

Ji Xiaolan had just talked about rhyme with other students and wanted the students to demonstrate, so he walked around for a long time and picked the lucky one, Ertai, who was distracted.

So he called Ertai several times, but seeing that he didn't come back to his senses, he asked Xiaoyanzi to help call him back to his senses.

Now that he was awake, Ji Xiaolan smiled and told him what he had asked him to demonstrate.

Ertai stood up in a daze, his mind racing, wondering what he should do.

The others also looked at him with caution, and they became even more panicked when they saw him.

Xiaoyanzi sat back in her seat, playing with Qing'er's hand with her left hand, and playing with Ziwei's hand with her right hand, with a smile on her face as she watched the fun.

As a result, the next moment, she couldn't laugh anymore.

(I haven't written an outline, and I've been struggling for a long time today. I almost gave up. I still don't know what to write next. Little princesses and little princes, please help me think about the plot and give me some ideas.

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