The big man's wife is beautiful and sassy

After Han Yiyi and Mu Chenzhou selected the school, they informed the siblings of the news, and on Monday, they took the two little ones to school in person.

The teaching environment of this elementary school is not strict and rigid, but rather flexible. To put it bluntly, it just doesn't believe in the idea of ​​studying hard.

For this, Han Yiyi was very satisfied.

She was not in favor of suppressing children's playful nature, learning and having fun, both are important, as long as they are happy.

The school occupies a large area, separated by a row of beautiful tree-lined trails and a large playground on the left and right, one is the elementary school and the other is the junior high school.

The gates of the two schools don't open in the same direction, they have to go around in a big circle, and they are all within the area of ​​one school, but they are relatively separated.

At the main entrance of the primary school, there are four big golden characters on the right: Warwick Primary School.

Han Yi looked at the two little guys beside him: "From today onwards, you two have officially become primary school students."

"In class, you should concentrate on listening to the lecture, don't make trouble, and be obedient. If there is anything, just call Daddy and Mommy, you know?"

The siblings looked at each other, pulled the blue school uniforms on their bodies, pouted, and said a little unhappy.

"Mommy, this dress is so ugly."

The corner of Han Yiyi's mouth twitched: "This is a school uniform. As a student, you should wear a school uniform. It's uniform, and everyone else wears it."

The boss pursed his mouth, and still had an opinion: "But I am a girl, why do I have to wear the same school uniform as my brother? Girls should wear skirts. How can they wear pants? These pants are so ugly." The clothes are not good-looking at all.

The second child also nodded: "Daddy, Mommy, this school uniform is not good-looking, and I can't see my masculinity and handsomeness at all."

"Can I wear my own clothes to school?"

Han Yi refused them mercilessly: "No, you can only wear this, you must wear this."

The siblings sighed, thought for a while and said, "Then can we ask the school to change to a different uniform?"

As they spoke, they took out their phones one after another, turned on the screen and pointed at Han Yiyi: "Daddy, Mommy, we want to wear school uniforms like this."

The screen on the boss's mobile phone showed a photo of a beautiful and lovely little girl wearing a school uniform. The school uniform consisted of a white shirt, a playful plaid skirt, pleated socks and white leather shoes. It was really beautiful.

The photo in the second phone is the same, it is a picture of a little boy wearing a school uniform, also a white shirt, casual trousers and a belt underneath, and black leather shoes, very handsome.

Han Yi choked, the style of this school uniform was so familiar, she had seen it a few days ago.

It's just the school uniform of the aristocratic school, that's it.

Han Yiyi's head was full of black lines, and he said deliberately: "Is this school uniform good-looking? Mommy thinks it's particularly ugly, but the ones on you look good."

The two siblings immediately became terrified, and hugged Mu Chenzhou's thighs from left to right: "Daddy, Daddy, there's something wrong with Mommy's aesthetic vision."

"We still don't want Mommy to buy our clothes, Daddy can buy them for us."

The disgusted Han Yiyi: "..."

Mu Chenzhou rubbed the heads of the two little guys funny, and squatted down to look at his sister: "Daddy's little princess must be the most beautiful, right?"

The boss nodded, not knowing modesty in this regard: "Of course."

"Okay, Daddy will tell you that wearing good-looking clothes can't make you look beautiful. The uglier the clothes, the more you can tell if you're really beautiful."

"Daddy believes that even if our little princess wears an ugly school uniform, she must be the prettiest one in the school."

In this way, my sister was persuaded.

The younger brother was also persuaded by Mu Chenzhou in the same way.

After solving the various problems of the two little guys, Han Yi couldn't wait to send them in, and gave them some instructions before leaving.

The instructions are not for other reasons, but to be more emphatic, do not bully classmates, do not beat classmates, and be reasonable.

Of course, Mu Chenzhou on the side always likes to add that he can't be bullied, and if he is bullied, he must be bullied back, as long as he pays attention to propriety.

When you really fight, you must not use your full strength, just use one-tenth of your strength.

This sentence made the two sisters answer loudly with smiles, and it also succeeded in making Han Yiyi's face turn pale, and he kept tugging at him along the way.

Class One, Grade One.

Elementary schools are also divided into classes based on grades. The order of grades is from high to low, from class one to class eight.

Although the siblings have never been educated, they have high IQs and good memory. They have loved reading comic books and cartoons since they were young.

Because I was born and raised abroad, I have no problem with English, and Han Yiyi has no lack of Chinese education, so I have no problem with Chinese.

In terms of mathematics, Han Yiyi inherited his talent, and he is sensitive to numbers, and arithmetic problems are not a problem.

In this way, the starting point of the two of them is naturally very high, more than enough to enter the first class.

It has been more than a month since school started, and the siblings came in last and were led by the teacher to the class.

"Hello, students. Before class, I would like to introduce two new students to you. They will become part of our first class and work hard with you to make progress together."

As the teacher said, he called the siblings in and stood on the podium.

"Please introduce yourself to everyone."

The boss came first, looked at more than 50 heads below, blinked, and had a cute voice.

"Hi everyone, my name is Mu Huiling, and I am five years old."

As she spoke, she picked up a colored pen on the whiteboard and wrote down her name neatly one stroke at a time.

The second child also introduced: "Hi everyone, my name is Mu Peichen, and I am five years old."

After he finished speaking, he also wrote his name on the whiteboard.

When they were abroad, although the two little ones didn't go to school, Han Yiyi would give them tasks every day. One of the daily tasks was to practice copybooks, and they practiced block letters.

Although I have only practiced for two years, this handwriting is definitely not comparable to a group of little carrot heads who have only been exposed to writing for a long time at the age of seven or eight.

At least this self-introduction shocked them.

Don't talk about them, the class teacher was stunned.

Elementary school students, especially those who are still in the first grade, she knows very well that it is normal for chickens to catch dogs, and this is the first time she has seen such genuine characters.

"Wow, they are so young, they are only five years old, and I am seven years old, two years older than them."

"Although they are smaller than us, they are about the same size as us."

"They are so powerful that they can write such complicated characters."

"Yeah, I can't write my own name yet."

"Their names are so complicated, I don't know them anyway."

"I don't know either."

In the chattering class, the students said everything, the siblings froze when they heard it clearly, and looked at each other silently, their little faces were very speechless.

So far, the primary school career of the two little guys has officially kicked off.

On the other side, after Mu Chenzhou drove Han Yiyi to the entertainment company, he also went to the group.