Three-and-a-half-year-old Chao Chao runs away from home because she is afraid of getting beaten up. She accidentally bonds with a system meant to redeem villains. Her task is to persuade villains t...
Before we knew it, the topic had shifted to everyone's favorite TV series.
Sweet romance period dramas, Republican-era spy thrillers, or fantasy romance tales with intense character pursuit plots...
"Hey, class monitor, have you been watching any shows lately?"
The student who asked the question didn't have high expectations for Yu Ci's answer, since the class representative didn't seem like someone who would watch dramas.
Yu Ci tidied up the desk and smiled slightly.
"Yes, Peppa Pig."
How can we connect with children if we don't watch TV?
The students' first reaction was, "Wow, they're actually following this!"
My second reaction was, uh, what? What's Peppa Pig? What's so special about Peppa Pig? What does Peppa Pig wear?
"..."
The amount of information was too much for the students to process immediately.
A girl finally broke the silence: "Oh, that's right, my sister loves watching it, she's always imitating pig noises..."
The more I talked, the more something seemed off.
So this cartoon has already corrupted high school students, let's start with the smartest ones!
The person who shocked everyone, Yu Ci, calmly packed her schoolbag, said "I'm leaving now," and left the classroom.
At the school gate, Xie Jingcheng, who had finished playing basketball, got into the car after Yu Ci approached.
Today is a special day.
Having learned from Xu Yizhou that the monthly exams had ended today, Chaochao, in celebration of her two older brothers' successful completion of their exams, sincerely invited them to her home for dinner (*^ω^*).
There's no way around it; for foodie Chaochao, inviting someone to eat is the highest form of courtesy.
As Yu Ci sat in the car and watched it drive into the most luxurious villa district in City B, she wasn't particularly surprised.
Having spent so much time together, he naturally knew that Xiao Tuanzi's family was quite wealthy.
On the way, Xie Jingcheng was considering whether or not to tell Yu Cichao that her father was Huo Qin, the boss of Huanyu.
On second thought, I decided against it to avoid putting pressure on people.
The car arrived, the gate to the yard opened automatically, and Xie Jingcheng walked ahead and pressed the doorbell.
"Come on, come on, come on!"
Even through the door, Yu Ci could faintly hear the little dumpling's eager and excited voice.
A smile immediately appeared on his lips.