"You haven't used it?!" Song Yiyi pointed at Song Shanshan and yelled.
"Lululu, I've never used it." Song Shanshan made a face.
The two started a quarrel and fight like elementary school kids.
Song Wuwu silently held her forehead and looked up at the second floor.
Song Er'er understood and immediately carried Song Xin'er into the room.
My little sister has very sensitive ears.
I could actually hear it even from such a distance.
......
During the Spring Festival, the Soong sisters not only got together, but also traveled.
This trip lasted for a month.
From the city to the vast land, from the country to abroad, from land to sea, it can be said that they are like being reborn.
But it hasn’t even been a year yet.
Winter vacation is over.
Everyone has to return to their respective posts.
Song Yiyi still manages the company. Because of her previous communication with Gu Zhixing, the two are not only business partners, but also friends for fun.
Song Er'er's career also began to take off. With the help of Song Wuwu, she met Master Guo, and the two had a discussion for several days.
After returning, Song Erer gained a deeper understanding of design.
There has been a rapid improvement in inspiration and creativity in the works.
Song Shanshan's health has recovered. She now broadcasts live every day to chat. Because of the popularity she has accumulated and the abilities she has demonstrated, she can earn thousands to tens of thousands of yuan every day even if she just chats.
Song Sisi received an admission letter from one of the Ivy League schools.
The graduation thesis was successfully passed and the defense was completed.
In the new semester, in order to integrate into the new school as quickly as possible, I applied to the school for permission to adapt to the new school in advance.
The school applied to foreign schools without hesitation.
The application has been approved, and Song Er'er is about to go abroad to start her study abroad career.
The most important thing for Song Wuwu next is the wedding. While completing her studies, she manages the company, dates Shi Yanhua from time to time, visits Shi's family, and makes her own suggestions for the wedding.
As for Song Sisi, she will enter sprint mode this semester and work hard for her dream university.
Song Qiqi is only in her first year of high school. In addition to keeping up with her studies, she also practices cello every day, and her relationship with Han Zemu is growing stronger and stronger.
However, she did not forget the education and advice given to her by her sisters on New Year's Day.
Besides, her caution was unnecessary.
Han Zemu held her hand and kissed her, and did not do anything else excessive.
This made her feel even more that she had chosen the right person.
As for Song Xiner, she has now become the king of children in the aristocratic kindergarten.
It's not just your own class, but also small, medium and large classes.
kindergarten.
Song Xiner crossed her arms and looked at the neatly lined up team below with an arrogant look on her face.
"I pointed to the sky and shouted, 'God, if you don't let me speak, I will turn into a monkey and poke a hole in your sky!'"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was applause from the audience.
The news that she had transformed from a mute girl to someone who could speak spread throughout the school, and she earned the title of boss.
The teacher beside him held his forehead and shook his head, feeling both amused and helpless at the children's admiration and Song Xiner's conspicuousness.
However, with Song Xiner, the king of children, their management became much easier. Whenever a child acted unreasonably, they would bring up Song Xiner's name.
This is the easiest class the teachers have had in all their years of working.
The teachers are grateful to Song Xiner.
......
This day.
kindergarten.
Song Xiner continued to chat with the half-grown children.
The teacher suddenly brought in a girl with dark and yellow skin who looked like she was malnourished.
"Children, please pay attention. We have a new student transferred today." The teacher clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and the children all looked over.
Then the teacher squatted down and said, "Student Huang Cancan, please introduce yourself."
Huang Cancan was trembling, looking cautious and ignorant.
"Hello everyone, my name is Huang Cancan."
Her voice was very small, like a mosquito.
But the children were very kind, and as soon as she finished speaking, she received applause from everyone.
This made Huang Cancan's eyes sparkle with joy.
Next, physical education class began.
Everyone followed Song Xiner, which made Huang Cancan follow as well. However, she looked at Song Xiner with longing, and in her longing there was a hint of jealousy that even the child herself did not understand.
In physical education classes, students should form teams of two.
Everyone raised their hands to join Song Xiner's team.
The teacher took out the draw tube and said helplessly, "We formed a team by drawing lots. It's useless for you to always clamor to be on the same team with Xin'er."
"But teacher, why is Xin'er always chosen to be in the same group with Nana?"
Nana is the youngest girl in the class. She has fair skin and is very cute.
Song Xiner likes her the most.
Because Nana's every move is so cute, she is just like a Barbie doll, completely different from the adult she is at heart.
Song Xiner raised her little face, looking very proud.
Drawing lots was not a problem for her at all.
She put one hand on her waist and picked out the sticks with the other.
"Ohhhh, it's still Nana."
The tone was clearly very provocative, but every child did not get angry after hearing the name. Instead, they looked dejected.
"Xin'er is a deity favored by the emperor. We mortals cannot compare to her." A child comforted the child who had just spoken.
This sentence worked and everyone focused their attention on the drawing of lots.
Drawing lots brings joy to some and sorrow to others.
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