The real boss is the pet of the wealthy small group

Lemon Bao is really good at studying, so Han Ziqian's speed of flipping through books is getting faster and faster...

As a result, the book that I thought would be taught at least a few times was finished in just over an hour.

Han Ziqian asked Meng Bao a few questions, and he got everything right without any suspense.

Meng Bao was originally very pink and jade-like. When she was obsessed with studying, her eyes were as bright as stars, just like a glowing doll, so cute.

Growing up so big, Han Ziqian had never met anyone with his own understanding. Looking at Meng Bao, he suddenly felt that things became interesting.

If he continues to teach like this, will Meng Bao soon be able to solve unsolved math problems with him in the world today?

When Han Ziqian was teaching Meng Bao, Huang Huang squatted aside to listen at first, but then gradually revealed the nature of "stupid scumbag" and began to lose his mind.

Then the eyes start to meow east and west.

It saw a shiny thing hanging on Han Ziqian's backpack not far away, it was still its favorite round shape!

He clearly told himself not to take other people's things casually, but Jiojio and Zuikou had their own ideas, and Huang Huang couldn't stop them.

So Huang Huang watched helplessly as the jiojio with furry limbs slipped towards the backpack softly and quickly.

He watched helplessly as he opened his mouth "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Now that it was all like this, Huang Huang squatted aside and started playing.

After finishing the class, Meng Bao turned his head and saw Huang Huang playing happily on the carpet.

It pulled out a small disc with its claws, rolled it far away, and then happily got up to grab it back, just like this and never tired of playing.

"What is Huang Huang playing with?" Meng Bao was puzzled, there seemed to be no such thing in his room.

Han Ziqian also took a look, and then said calmly, "It's playing with my medal."

Meng Bao asked, "What medal?"

"Today I went to take the taekwondo test and won the award for the best kick."

Meng Bao took a deep breath and covered his mouth with his small hand.

It would be bad if Huang Huang ruined such an important thing.

"Huanghuang, quickly bring the medal here."

When Huang Huang heard this, he looked at the medal reluctantly, and then ran over with a bump in his mouth, and put the medal in Meng Bao's hand.

Lemon Bao picked it up and quickly checked it against the sun. Fortunately, the yellow color was measured, and there was no trace of potholes on it, and it was still as good as new.

It's just that there are some unknown liquids on it, and it's still silky...

It should be saliva.

Han Ziqian also caught a glimpse, and before Meng Bao could speak, he said directly, "I'll see you off."

Meng Bao, who was about to apologize, didn't realize it: "Huh?"

"Anyway, I can get the best kick award in every assessment. There are a lot of such medals at home, and it doesn't matter if one is missing. Let it be your reward for over-completing your studies today."

What's more, he has a cleanliness fetish, and he really doesn't want the medal that was chewed up by the dog.

Meng Bao's eyes lit up with a swipe, and a bright smile rippled on his face.

"Thank you, Teacher Han! Mengbao will definitely keep it well, and I will get this award when I grow up, and give it to Teacher Han!"

Han Ziqian hesitated to speak.

During the entire make-up class today, Meng Bao kept calling Han Ziqian Teacher Han.

Meng Bao respected his teacher very much, but Han Ziqian found it harsher the more he listened.

Why did she call Ji Jingyue affectionately Fourth Brother when she mentioned Ji Jingyue, but she herself was the cold Teacher Han?

When Mingming first met, she still called him little brother.

Han Ziqian was awkward, while Meng Bao turned over the medals and asked curiously, "Mr. Han, what is Taekwondo?"

Meng Bao was puzzled, and Han Ziqian answered in a very detailed and professional way: "Taekwondo is a sport of fighting with hands and feet, and it is one of the official events of the Olympic Games."

Meng Bao thought, isn't that just a fight, and she asked again: "What is the Olympics?"

"It can be regarded as the highest standard of modern sports competition."

What?Fighting can still participate in such a powerful competition and win prizes?

If she also learns to fight, is it possible to win a medal, then the family will definitely be proud of her. Thinking of such a scene, Meng Bao is so yearning.

Meng Bao really wanted to learn Taekwondo. She raised her face and asked the award-winning Han Ziqian, "Mr. Han, can you teach Mengbao Taekwondo?"

Han Ziqian looked down at the soft little dumpling, a little surprised: "You want to learn this?"

"Yeah!" Meng Bao hurriedly said, "Meng Bao is also very good at fighting, I am very strong!"

The little girl leaned her head solemnly, her white face was full of fluff, it looked like a piece of tender almond tofu, which would break if touched.

That's it, still good at fighting?

Han Ziqian expressed doubts: "Really?"

"Of course! If Mr. Han doesn't believe it, you can fight with Meng Bao!"

Meng Bao thinks this idea is great.

She now knows that her sudden increase in strength and speed is related to the family heirloom, but she is curious whether she is really powerful or not.

Fight with Mr. Han, who is very good at taekwondo, and you will know what level you are!

Han Ziqian laughed: "You want me to fight with you?"

Fighting with a child who is three years younger, as a girl, of course Han Ziqian refused.

Han Ziqian then gave advice: "Little girl, don't think about fighting and killing."

"Oh." Meng Bao obediently agreed.

But the disappointment was beyond words, she lowered her head silently, Han Ziqian couldn't see her expression, but could see her cheeks puffed up slightly.

It seems that there is a little grievance on the body.

Meng Bao obviously didn't say any more, but Han Ziqian suddenly realized that silence is better than sound at this time. Seeing Meng Bao disappointed, he couldn't bear it.

In fact, it is not impossible to pretend to compete with her.

Since people call him a teacher, let's coax the children.

Well, that's it.

Han Ziqian said, "Anyway, there is still time, so let's fight."

Meng Bao raised his head, just like a little rabbit poking his head out of the grass suddenly, and found a very tender and fresh carrot in front of him, his face was full of ecstasy.

Seeing the little stars in her eyes light up again, the corner of Han Ziqian's mouth flickered.

[The host has detected that Han Ziqian and Mengbao are about to start fighting, and the peeping card is in use——]

Lin Siyao had already arrived home now, she lied to Lin Ya that she accidentally fell and treated the wound herself, and closed the door to wait for the broadcast.

Finally she was waiting.

There was an extra virtual screen in her mind, and a study room full of ancient charm and childishness came into view.

Lemon Bao and Han Ziqian came to the open space in the middle of the study room covered with expensive carpets.

"Mr. Han, can we start?" Meng Bao unconsciously took small steps on the carpet with his calf, his face eager to try.

Han Ziqian's eyes were bright, with the calmness of an expert, he raised his hand to tell Meng Bao not to get excited.

"Before we start, there is one thing to do."