This dragon cub is touching porcelain again

The dragon cub, who has learned a lot of textbooks from Ye Lan these days, raised his head immediately when he heard this, and said proudly at Mu Xi: "I am not an illiterate little dragon, I can recite words, ancient poems, and mathematics now!"

In short, Ye Lan's books are almost read by the dragon cubs, and the learning is almost the same.

Mu Xi looked at him, it's not true that Dandan is so educated now.

However, it is useless to memorize words and poems.

"Go back with me!"

Mu Xi walked over a few steps, ready to take out the dragon cub hidden behind Ye Lan.

"The school in Dragon Palace will teach you all kinds of spells, both cultural and technical classes."

Hearing this, the dragon cub flew aside with a "whoosh", determined not to let his father carry him away.

Mu Xi is a little botanical monster, so he can't fly naturally, so it's very difficult to catch his son.

Seeing this scene, Long Yi frowned, and slapped the flying dragon cub to the ground.

After filming, he looked at his baby boy again: "Okay, you can bring him here now."

There is no comparison between a little dragon who is still a baby and a father who has been an adult for tens of thousands of years.

The dragon cub lay on the ground, its little paws twitching after being slapped by its father.

Ye Lan who was watching from the side: "..."

Is this really my dad? !

Mu Xi disagreed and looked at Long Yi: "Eggy is still young!"

Ye Lan nodded in agreement, brother Mumu was right, Zhaocai is still a dragon and cannot fight.

Before he nodded his head back, Mu Xi added: "Hit it softer next time."

Ye Lan froze for a moment, wondering if she heard it wrong.

Mu Xi picked up the dragon cub on the ground, held it in his arms, and crawled on Long Yi.

"Dad, I'm not going back!"

The dragon cub who quickly recovered in his father's arms kicked his claws desperately, trying to break free.

But Mu Xi held him tightly, never giving him a chance to escape.

The eye circles of the struggling dragon cub turned red, and he turned his head to look at Ye Lan: "Ye Ye, I won't go!"

Ye Lan looked at Mu Xi, then at him, and said in a low voice, "Zhaocai, you have to listen to your father."

"Wow!"

The dragon cub, who was hit by Ye Lan's words, howled out: "Ye Ye, don't you want me?!"

Ye Ye was so disturbed that her ears were ringing, she hurriedly coaxed him, "I want it."

"Then you tell Dad to let me stay."

Ye Lan frowned, unable to speak.

Mu Xi was too lazy to let his son babble and dawdle, so he patted the dragon directly under him, and ordered: "Don't listen to him howl, let's go back."

Long Yi said "hmm", and leaped into the sky into the clouds.

Seeing that he couldn't run away at all, the dragon cub lay on his father's lap, looking at Ye Lan who was getting smaller and smaller in the yard below, his crying became hoarse.

"I want Ye Ye."

The dragon cub rolled on Ye Lan's lap, tears streaming down his face: "I want Ye Ye!"

"No, you have to go to school."

Mu Xi is very ruthless towards his rebellious son.

The big dragon in the sky flew away in the blink of an eye, and Ye Lan sighed thinking about how the dragon cub cried miserably at the end.

Next time I want to see this Porcelain Little Dragon, I don’t know when it will be.

He turned around and went back to his room to pack his things.

School will start soon, even if the dragon cub stays, there is no way for him to be with him.

He wants to stay, eat in the cafeteria, and live in a dormitory.If you bring dragon cubs, the food expenses probably won't last.

After staying at home for two days, Ye Lan walked out of the courtyard carrying a new schoolbag, a brand new suitcase, new clothes and new shoes.

It was a long way from here to No. [-] Middle School of the city. The village head knew that he was starting school, so he drove him by tricycle.

Originally, Song Yu and Ling Jing wanted to pick him up at his home, but Ye Lan refused, so they made an appointment to meet at the school gate.

The village head looked at Ye Lan, whose face became more delicate after wearing new clothes, and he could hardly find his smiling eyes: "Ye Ye looks so good today!"

Ye Lan was a little embarrassed to be praised.

He put the suitcase in the tricycle and climbed up himself.

"Uncle, Brother Ling Jing and Brother Yuyu bought these for me."

Hearing this, the village chief smiled and said, "Ling Jing doesn't shoot TV now, and I used to have a poster of him in my house. He is so handsome."

Ye Lan nodded sympathetically.

Brother Ling Jing is indeed very handsome, and he is a perfect match for his favorite brother Yuyu!

The two chatted all the way.

The village head uncle also promised that if there was too much grass in Ye Lan's crop field, he would help him spray medicine.

When allocating the land to Ye Lan, the village chief specially allocated the land next to his own, so he could help him easily when spraying pesticides.

"Thank you uncle."

Ye Lan thanked him gratefully. After thanking him, she added: "When I go back, I will also go to the field to work for you. No money is required."

The two talked and laughed, and after a long time, they finally arrived at the school gate.

After getting off the tricycle, Ye Lan ran to buy a bottle of drink and came back.

"Uncle, here you are, thank you for sending me here."

Ye Lan gave the village head the drink before moving her suitcase off the tricycle.

The village chief didn't want his drink, and a bottle of it cost several dollars.

Ye Ye is usually reluctant to drink it himself, but now she buys it for him without hesitation, and the village chief just feels warm in his heart.

"I'm not thirsty, you take it and drink." He planned to pass the drink back.

But Ye Lan was determined not to, and ran out directly dragging the suitcase.

The village chief had no choice but to accept the drink, thinking in his heart that when spraying pesticides on Ye Lan's crops another day, he had to use better pesticides.

There are many people at the gate of the school, and they are all parents who come to send students to school.

While looking for Ling Jing and Song Yu in the crowd, Ye Lan was also looking for the class list.

The class list is posted on the wall, and you need to read it yourself. After confirming which class you are in, you can sign up in front of the teacher sitting there with a desk and chair.

In the crowded crowd, someone pushed and shoved Ye Lan, her feet were unstable, and she suddenly fell to the side. Coincidentally, she knocked over a little fat man.

"Fuck, who is so short-sighted!"

The little fat man has a big temper. After being knocked down, he just felt that he couldn't hold back his face, so he opened his mouth and started to fight.

Ye Lan stretched out her hand to pull him, her tone full of apology: "I'm sorry, I was pushed by someone, that's why I accidentally bumped into you."

The little fat man didn't let him pull.

"Don't touch me, why are you here as a street vendor?"

That little fat man had obviously seen Ye Lan, and he still looked down on Ye Lan.

"I saw you running a stall last time in the town. I heard that you not only set up a stall, but also farmed at home. It's really rustic and poor."

The little fat man had a stinky mouth, and he brought some private goods: "Do you know that this suit of clothes on me is enough for you to live in for a year?"

"If you touch me, I think you're lowering my grade."

Ye Lan's fists were clenched tightly when he spoke one sentence after another without a pause.

It was his fault that he accidentally knocked someone over, and he apologized.

And this little fat man kept stepping on him openly and showing off his wealth secretly!

Ye Lan was about to die of anger, his face was sullen, and he was about to turn back when suddenly, his shoulders sank, and a deep and pleasant voice sounded from behind.

"Are you bullying my child?"

The familiar voice made Ye Lan raise his head abruptly, and then his eyes lit up.

"Brother Ling Jing!"

Standing next to Ling Jing was a handsome young man in white short sleeves, and the young man was also staring at the little fat man angrily.

The little fat man suddenly saw Ling Jing who was holding Ye Lan, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Ling Jing?"

As an actor who has been popular for many years, even though he has retired now, everyone still remembers his face clearly.

Ling Jing gently pushed Ye Lan to Song Yu's side, and stood in front of him, looking at the little fat man with a pair of cold eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Do you know? The whole set of clothes on your body is not as good as the fraction of my Ye Ye's coat."

The little fat man's face turned red when he was told.

A moment ago, he was still humiliating Ye Lan.

And in the blink of an eye, it turned into his humiliated body.

Ling Jing didn't feel at all that it was inappropriate for him to compete with a high school student. He was a protective person, and he would not tolerate bullying anyone who was assigned to his territory.

Ye Lan was coaxed by Song Yu holding her little hand.

"Ye Ye, don't pay attention to this kind of bad boy at school."

Ye Lan nodded obediently.

Song Yu looked at the time, and looked at Ling Jing who was about to tell the little fat man to cry, and felt that he was almost relieved, so he called Ling Jing to stop.

"Let's go, we have a lot to do."

Before the start of school, Song Yu and Ling Jing already knew all kinds of things about the start of school.

They walked around the little fat man and led Ye Ye to look at the posted class list.

Although Ling Jing's face was recognized, some of the fans he met were not enthusiastic because he hadn't been active on the screen for a long time.

"Ye Ye, have you found your name yet?"

Song Yu was slightly dizzy looking at the densely packed names.

Ye Lan searched carefully, and soon, there was a target: "I found it! Brother Yuyu, I am in Class 16, Grade One, and there are 54 people in the class."

Song Yu was speechless, there are so many people...

After finding the class, Ye Lan went directly to the head teacher's desk of class 16 to sign up.

The head teacher is a very thin middle-aged man, about thirty or forty years old, with a serious face and a serious tone of voice.

Ye Lan signed her name on the sign-in form.

Ling Jing handed a box of cigarettes to the head teacher, a good brand.

He smelled smoke from the head teacher, and he looked like a habitual smoker.

The head teacher was naturally unwilling to accept it, but Ling Jing didn't say anything, and just put it on the table.

This means that I didn't give it to you explicitly, so I put it here for you, hold it if you want to suck it, and let it hang here if you don't want to suck it.

After setting off the cigarettes, Ye Lan took Song Yu by his hand again, and they went to find the dormitory.

"Ye Ye, after finding a good berth later, let's go out and buy some daily necessities."

Mats, pillows, toothbrushes, these things Song Yu told Ye Lan in advance not to bring them from home.

There is nothing extra in Ye Lan's family.

He looked up at Song Yu, patted his pocket, dimples appeared on his little face: "Brother Yuyu, I have brought money, you can buy it yourself."