City: I turned out to be a villain

Chapter 24
"Brother, what happened to Snow White? Was she killed by her mother?" Zhang Xingyu climbed up to Zhang Xingyuan and asked.

"Go to bed quickly, it's already nine o'clock, if you don't sleep, you won't be able to get up and go to school tomorrow!" Zhang Xingyuan said ignoring her question.

"No, I just want to know what happened to Snow White?" Little Zhang Xingyu asked.

"She was poisoned to death by her mother. Well, the whole drama is over, and I'm going to sleep!" Zhang Xingyuan remembered his promise to his mother that Xiaoyu would let Xiaoyu go to bed early, and now he suddenly regretted agreeing to let her sleep with him.

"Okay!" Little Zhang Xingyu suddenly felt a little sad, and lay down quietly.

Zhang Xingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he turned off the light and lay down. Not long after he lay down, his sister whispered in his ear: "Then if I look prettier than my mother in the future, will my mother be more beautiful?" If you poison me to death, then I won't dare to look prettier than my mother in the future." Whispering, it seemed that she was still crying.

Zhang Xingyuan only talked about good guys in his heart, and he didn't know how many words he cursed secretly in his heart, telling you to talk about Snow White and telling you to talk about Snow White, what's wrong with talking about it, but to talk about Snow White.

In fact, no matter what Zhang Xingyuan said, with Zhang Xingyu's super imagination, he will still have a lot of ideas after all.

Zhang Xingyuan turned his head, hugged Zhang Xingyu into his arms and said softly: "The queen is a stepmother, so she will be jealous of Snow White's beauty. Our mother is a real mother, and a real mother only loves her own daughter and will not be jealous. Mom can't wait Xiaoyu looks like a fairy."

"Hmm! From now on, my father can't find me a stepmother." The little girl Zhang Xingyu finally regained her composure, and didn't think about it anymore.

"Well! Go to sleep!" Zhang Xingyuan whispered, and then heard the voice of little girl Zhang Xingyu after she was asleep.

And Zhang Xingyuan let his younger sister pillow her hand, and slowly fell asleep.

The next day

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone in through the cracks in the curtains. At this time, Zhang Xingyuan had already woken up and returned after punching twice.

The little lazy pig lying on the bed was caught in the sun and his eyes were tight. Then he opened his eyes and saw his brother looking at him.

"Get up, little lazy pig, the sun is drying your ass, and look at your drooling while sleeping, are you dreaming?" Zhang Xingyuan laughed.

At this time, the little lazy pig had no intention of continuing to sleep, and sat up in a daze, rubbing his eyes.

"Hurry up and get dressed, I'm going to school, or I'll be late, I'll wait for you downstairs." Zhang Xingyuan threw all the clothes Zhang Xingyu wanted to wear to Zhang Xingyu's side, and then walked out.

Then Zhang Xingyu got dressed and came downstairs.

"Come and eat something." At this moment, the old man, mother, and Zhang Xingyuan were all having breakfast at the dining table.

"Here we come!" Zhang Xingyu walked over, walked to her mother's side and said in a waxy voice, "Mom, I love you!"

Huang Lianhua was stunned when these words came out, and then she patted Zhang Xingyu's head and replied, "Mom loves you too."

Zhang Xingyuan secretly laughed in his heart, did this little girl get scared by her stepmother?

On the other hand, Zhang Chenshan looked suspiciously at his daughter's bewildering behavior as if he was waiting for something, but he didn't wait for anything, feeling a little disappointed, and said seriously: "Hurry up and eat breakfast, let your brother send you to school. "

Zhang Xingyuan wanted to laugh even more, could the old man be jealous?
After eating breakfast, Zhang Xingyuan drove the car and took Zhang Xingyu to Huangyu Primary School.

Since there was a cultural performance today, Zhang Xingyuan saw many children walking into the school with their parents.

Zhang Xingyuan and Zhang Xingyu walked into Huangyu Primary School. At this time, a large playground was full of people, and in front of the playground was a stage.

"I forgot to ask, Xiaoyu, have you participated in the performance?" Zhang Xingyuan lowered his head and asked his sister.

"No, I'm bored." Zhang Xingyu shook her head.

"How can this be boring? Actively participating in activities will help increase your ability." Zhang Xingyuan said, and then he glanced at the person sitting on the piano next to the stage from the corner of his eye. It was a beautiful landscape.

At this time, Zhang Xingyu also saw Li Yurong, pulled Zhang Xingyuan and said, "Brother, Mr. Li, hurry up."

As he spoke, he pulled Zhang Xingyuan over there.

"Mr. Li!" Zhang Xingyu called out to Li Yurong.

Li Yurong, who was auditioning, saw Zhang Xingyu and said, "Oh, it's Xiaoyu!"

"Is Mr. Li going to perform the piano on stage?" Zhang Xingyuan asked when he saw Li Yurong performing the sound test.

"Well, yes!" Li Yurong looked at Zhang Xingyuan and gave him a smile.

"My brother can also play the piano, Mr. Li, my brother is very good at playing the piano." Zhang Xingyu interrupted at this time.

"Oh, really? Then I'll ask brother Xiaoyu to play a piece later." Li Yurong said, looking at Zhang Xingyuan expectantly.

"Okay! Since Mr. Li invited me, I will be disrespectful." Zhang Xingyuan said very gentlemanly.

"Hmm!" Li Yurong smiled at Zhang Xingyuan.

Then I heard that the host of today's cultural performance has come to the stage.

"Parents are welcome to participate in the cultural performance of our Huangyu Primary School. Parents, please do well. The performance is about to begin." The host said.

"Well, Mr. Li, Xiaoyu and I will find a place to sit!" Zhang Xingyuan said politely to Li Yurong, and then found a seat to sit down.

"Okay, then the cultural performance of our Huangyu Primary School has officially started." The host said with a microphone in his hand.

Then there were fireworks on both sides of the stage.

After the fireworks were finished, the host shouted: "Then please be the first one to appear on stage is the dance brought by Class [-], Grade [-] of Huangyu Elementary School."

Then six children came up and danced to the music.

Because of being a child, there are still many mistakes, but for this, it is already extremely difficult.

Zhang Xingyuan looked at Zhang Xingyu beside him, and then remembered, isn't the second class of the third grade Xiaoyu's class? Then he asked: "Your class is the first one! Look at how well they dance."

"Dancing well? I don't think so." Zhang Xingyu said.

Zhang Xingyuan originally wanted to encourage Zhang Xingyu to actively participate in school or class activities, but suddenly remembered that her mother had enrolled Xiaoyu in dance classes when she was very young, and invited a teacher who was very accomplished in this field to teach her. Xiaoyu seems to have won some awards.

Zhang Xingyuan didn't speak anymore. After all, think about it differently. In Zhang Xingyu's eyes, such a performance really seemed childish.

(End of this chapter)