Six and a half years old is very distressed.

Annoyed to the point of not wanting to go to work.

Today is Saturday, but I am six and a half years old and want to go to kindergarten.

Lin Gaoshan picked up this little dumpling under the desk.

"At 08:30, I'm going downstairs to take vocal music lessons, why are you still squatting here?"

Lin Gaoshan was too bulky, blocking Yan Ye's light.

Yan Ye slowly crawled out from underneath.

Lin Gaoshan raised his eyebrows, stared at the two candies clutched in Yan Ye's palm and laughed: "Yan Xiaoye, did you hide in there for half a day just to hide the candies?"

"No!"

Yan Ye stuffed the candy into his pocket, so he didn't intend to ask Lin Gaoshan if the two fruit candies could coax Qiu Ming well.

Lin Gaoshan shrugged and shuffled behind Yan Ye.

As a child, I read a lot of fashion magazines and saw many models. When Doudinger was young, he liked to put his hands in his pockets to look cool.

Lin Gaoshan looked amused, and stepped over the child to help him open the office door.

The door of the office is double-sided frosted and opens inward.

Lin Gaoshan used so much force when he opened the door that he didn't even notice that there was anything wrong outside.

"Ugh..."

The two inside raised their eyebrows in shock at the sudden appearance.

"Hey!"

Qiu Ming reached for the doorknob on tiptoe, and when he touched it, he was dragged in with force, and immediately rolled in without using any force with his little hand.

Yan Ye never imagined that there would be a second milk dumpling besides himself on this floor of the office.

That milk dumpling is still the crying bag of Qiu Ming.

Other children's wrestling will lie on the ground by themselves, but Qiu Ming's children always wrestle one more lap than others.

Yan Ye: "..."

Lin Gaoshan: "..."

Qiu Ming held his head, blinked blankly, and began to cry again.

It was Lin Gaoshan who quickly picked up Qiu Ming, turned left and right, and was relieved when he saw that there were no bruises.

Speaking of which, Yan Ye used to run around on the ground all the time, Xiao Yan specially laid a soft blanket on the ground for him, and it didn't hurt even if he fell.Did this little guy scare him or something?

Qiu Ming burst into tears.Lin Gaoshan only took care of Yan Ye, but Yan Ye was different from ordinary children, so Lin Gaoshan said that he had no experience coaxing children, so he could only lift Yan Ye out from behind.

Yan Ye glared at him: But this time I really didn't do anything!

The stare was harmless, and Lin Gaoshan even made a face at him.

After a while, Yan Ye dully took out two candies hidden in his pocket.

"Sugar, here you are."

Yan Ye didn't know what to say, he failed to apologize yesterday, and today he fell in front of him again.

And didn't Qiu Ming say he couldn't come to class?

Lin Gaoshan leaned against the door, looking at the two children with interest.

Qiu Ming is really soft, as if he was born to be cute.

He took the sugar and still twitched to buffer.

Yan Ye, who was six and a half years old, thought about it, and the tears he shed in his life were not as many as that of Nai Tuanzi in a day.

Children are so troublesome.

"Me." Qiu Ming sniffled and made a milky voice.

Seeing Qiu Ming bursting out with snot bubbles, Yan Ye turned around and left.

Lin Gaoshan could see clearly that as soon as Yan Ye turned around, Qiu Ming hurriedly reached out to reach him, but he staggered two steps forward before he could reach him, stumbled on his left foot and threw himself forward, rolling directly onto Yan Ye's back.

"what!"

Yan Ye didn't have eyes on his back, and the two children rolled together.Yan Ye was thrown onto the blanket, which kicked up long-lost dust.

Yan Ye was blinded, turned over with tears in his eyes and helped Qiu Ming up.

"You are not allowed to cry!" Yan Ye couldn't bear it anymore.

Ms. Xiao Yan said that one should respect the old and love the young.

At the age of six and a half, I feel that I am only six and a half years old, and at most I can be counted as half a person. It is enough to respect the old, but I really can’t do it with love for the young. This little milk bag has more tears than the Yangtze River and the Yellow River!

Lin Gaoshan held back his laughter and found Qiu Ming's family at the door of the dance classroom.

It turned out that Nai Tuanzi was thinking about the little fat man calling Yan Ye a bully yesterday, and clamored to go back to the kindergarten to look for Six and a Half, telling him that he knew that Six and a Half didn't push him.The kindergarten was closed at that time, where can I find him a six and a half year old.

Nai Tuanzi couldn't speak clearly when he called his name, and it was Yan Yanyan after all. Fortunately, his family was very impressed with Yan Ye, so they coaxed Nai Tuanzi to come to the company today to look for him.

Nai Tuanzi's family also explained why Qiu Ming didn't go to class.

"Mingming's bones are hard, his balance is not good, he can't walk steadily, he can't keep up with the progress in class, and he doesn't like to come after being told a few words by other children."

Yan Ye took a look into the dance classroom. The trainees were all kindergarten graduates, ranging from grade one to grade three, aged six, seven or eight.

Seeing Yan Ye looking over, the familiar brothers and sisters winked at Yan Ye and stuck out their tongues.

Yan Ye: "..."

Grandma said that not every child can recite the Three Character Classic.

Yan Ye made inferences and expressed his agreement, not every child can do the split.

When Yan Ye's class time came, he pulled Lalin Gaoshan and told him, "I'm going to take vocal music class!"

The vocal music classroom was right next to it, and Lin Gaoshan didn't intend to follow.

Unexpectedly, after Yan Ye took two steps, Qiu Ming followed slowly.

Lin Gaoshan held his stomach and laughed.

There are even children that the little president can't handle.

Six and a half years old was very distressed, and looked at Lin Gaoshan for help.

Ms. Xiao Yan said that children are very clingy, and Ms. Xiao Yan really knows children too well.

"Teacher, why don't you let Ming Ming follow Yan Yan to class, we can pay the tuition."

Qiu Ming's parents suddenly asked Lin Gaoshan.

Although I don't know what children can understand in vocal music lessons.

Lin Gaoshan narrowed his eyes, and picked up the two children one by one.

He and Yan Ye looked at each other, Douzi's eyes narrowed.

Lin Gaoshan: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if there is one more person in class, Auntie, why don't you consider letting Mingming sign a contract with us? Then he can play with Yan Yan in the future..."

The six-and-a-half-year-old was happy, and took the initiative to pinch Qiu Ming's chubby face.

Mommy, I signed a beautiful baby to the company!

Six and a half years old don't worry anymore.

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