Chapter 237 My Mom is Dying
"This is my second brother's gold medal and trophy. My brother is so awesome!"
During the break, Su Youli was surrounded by a group of little kids.
The little guy was showing off to his classmates the gold medal and trophy that Shen Lin had won not long ago.
The medal and trophy together weighed almost three pounds, which hurt Su Youli's little shoulders.
"Wow, it's a gold medal!"
“This trophy is huge!”
“…”
The exclamations of the children around him greatly satisfied Su Youli's little vanity.
"This is called the MVP trophy. Do you know what an MVP is?" The little guy stood in the center of the circle holding the trophy.
All the children shook their heads.
The next second, the little guy raised his head, his slightly long curly hair fluttering in the wind: "It means the best. My brother is the best player~"
Pei Qiqi, who was sitting below, led the applause and clapped until his palms were sore.
The little kids didn't understand how impressive it was and started clapping.
In the world of children, winning a medal is something worth showing off.
He just wants all the kids to know how awesome his big brother is!
The little guy didn't know that he almost caused an emergency, and he ran around the kindergarten with Shen Lin's trophy all day.
Even the cafeteria aunt and the security uncle knew how powerful his brother was.
People who are interested in basketball will also search for live broadcast replays to watch.
The little guy walked around every corner of the kindergarten, holding the trophy contentedly, swinging the gold medal hanging around his neck, and returned to the classroom with his head held high.
He is the most handsome kid in the kindergarten today.
Shen Lin, who came to pick up his brother in the afternoon, was dumbfounded.
In the past, when he stood at the front line to pick up the babies, the security guards were indifferent to him and even coldly asked him to step back.
But today, those security guards actually showed him a very kind attitude with a hint of... joy?
Not only the security guards, but all the teachers he met along the way, including the principal and the director, all smiled at him when they saw him again.
Shen Lin's scalp tingled when he was looked at, and his face was almost frozen from smiling.
After picking up the person, Shen Lin weighed the small schoolbag.
As expected.
The zipper was unzipped, and his gold medal and trophy were all neatly placed in the bag. The little guy seemed to treasure them very much and even wrapped them up with a piece of cloth.
"Youyou, why did you bring them to the kindergarten?" he asked with his head down.
The little boy next to him chuckled and said it was because his brother was awesome.
Just a basketball game made the little guy admire me so much.
Shen Lin also discovered that recently when his family members were educating Youyou to exercise more, they would use him as an excuse.
"Look at my second brother, the reason why he is so good is because he loved to exercise when he was a child!"
"My second brother is only sixteen years old and he's already 1.82 meters tall. He will definitely grow taller in a few years. Playing basketball can help him grow taller!"
“…”
Children are so easy to fool. That afternoon, the little guy put on the mini jersey that Qin Kun bought for him and learned how to dribble.
Shen Lin:!
Is this what teachers often call the model learning method?
Does Youyou regard him as a role model?
Shen Lin coughed and straightened his collar.
The little guy's love for basketball continued until the end of June.
He had his own little basketball, and Father Shen even built him a small court…
However, the little guy probably has no talent for basketball, his shooting is not very accurate, and his best skill is dribbling over obstacles.
On the contrary, Pei Qiqi, who played with him, learned all kinds of shooting methods, including three-point and two-point shots, with a high hit rate and standard posture in less than a month.
This was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise for Pei Yi and Hua Zhao, and the next day they decided to find a coach to give Qiqi professional training.
The children in the small class are about to be promoted, and the school’s basic courses have been slightly strengthened so that they can smoothly enter the middle class.
Foreign language courses have added writing requirements, and other courses such as mathematics have also been adjusted in difficulty...
The parents were worried that Su Youli would not be able to adapt to such high-intensity study, so they would carefully ask him how he felt when he came back every day.
After all, the little guy goes to kindergarten two months less than other children.
Su Yoyo was sitting in the car, with her English textbook spread out on her lap. She read in a childish but clear voice: "Hello, my name is Yoyo. I am four years old."
"Brother Qiqi, am I right?"
Tomorrow all the children in Grade 5 will go on stage and introduce themselves in English.
Pei Qiqi nodded and said, "Yes."
The little guy repeated it in a low voice several times, and then he remembered that his father seemed to be talking to him just now.
"Kun Kun, what did you just say?"
Qin Kun: "...Nothing. I just want to say that you are amazing. You can even introduce yourself in English."
The little guy's self-introduction was not just this one sentence, but also introduced his family members and good friends, as well as Brother Xiao Tang and Yuanzi...
Qin Kun was impressed after listening to it and sent the self-introduction video of the little guy that he had just recorded to the family group.
Everyone was a little surprised after hearing it.
Youyou usually just seems to eat and play. He doesn’t have many serious homework assignments in kindergarten, most of which are drawing, handicrafts and life practice assignments.
Everyone in the family group couldn't help but sigh; "It turns out that Youyou is a little genius~"
Su Youli adapted well to the increased difficulty of the course, and even felt the joy of learning because of the addition of written assignments. After class, he always liked to put his head over and read with Qiqi.
After lunch, there is some free time.
Pei Qiqi took the little guy to the shade of a tree to read a story book and taught him a few pinyin.
After learning three pinyin characters, a pair of small feet appeared in front of them.
When Su Youli looked up, he saw Haohao standing in front of him with a depressed look.
Haohao's mouth corners were turned down and his eyes were misty.
"Haohao, what's wrong with you?"
Su Youli was worried about his friend. "Is the study too difficult for you to keep up? It's okay. Brother Qiqi and I will help you."
The comfort from his good friend made Haohao's nose sore instantly, and tears immediately flowed from his eyes as if a floodgate had been opened.
“I…I miss my mom, wuaaaaaaaaaa—”
Su Youli remembers that Haohao's mother rescued wild animals in F Continent, which was a great job.
Haohao can only see his mother during the Chinese New Year or during the winter and summer vacations.
Su Youli gave him a hug: "You can call your mother and don't be sad, okay?"
Haohao cried even more sadly, tears and snot flowed together, and his body was shaking with crying.
"My mother is sick and she is going to die. Mom, I want my mother..."
Pei Qiqi's eyes froze for a moment, and he stood up abruptly, and the pinyin book on his lap fell to the ground with a "pop".
Su Youli widened his eyes and opened his lips, not knowing how to react.
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