You are not bullying me cute

Qiuqiu had no chance to see his legendary residence with rabbits and deer as neighbors. He stayed with the secretary for one night and was sent to a training camp the next day.

The so-called training camp is a kindergarten run by the Monster Bureau for young monsters. Due to the thinness of aura, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there are almost no monsters who can independently become spirits. The little monsters are basically the second generation, third generation and fourth generation of monsters. In order to keep up with the trend of the times and integrate into human society , They have to come to kindergarten to receive education when they reach a certain age, it is not mandatory.

Of course, the main reason is that the parents are too lazy to bring it, and it is safe and educational to leave it to the country.

The kindergarten is not far from the Monster Bureau, just on the same street. It looks the same as a human kindergarten. The color tone is mainly red, yellow and blue. There are colorful cartoons on the walls, and there are slides, swings and other game facilities inside. At 07:30 in the morning, it was the rush hour for school. Dozens of parents who were dropping off their children at the door saw the secretary leading a kid with a ignorant expression on his back. They immediately understood. Their eyes fell on Qiuqiu, and they talked to the secretary: " Gege, this is a national treasure, right?"

While they were watching Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu was also looking at them curiously, and felt that these two-legged beasts were much different from the tourists at the base, their appearance was several times better, and their styles had changed a lot.

The national treasure becoming a spirit has long been spread throughout the ghost world, and those who haven't seen the original body are curious to death.

The secretary's name is Du Yongning, because the word "Yongning" is like a title in feudal society, so his nickname is Gege.

He nodded coldly, and seeing all the demons gathered around him, he simply picked up the ball, let him rest his head on his shoulder, and in a daze opened a path among the crowd of onlookers, and walked into the gate of the kindergarten unhurriedly .

Parents picking up their children are not allowed to enter, and all the monsters can only watch Qiuqiu being taken away, covering their chests: "My God, how can our little bear be so cute when he becomes a human! Those big watery eyes, My legs are so weak! Can you find such a cute baby in the world! Can you find it!"

As soon as I heard it, I was a fan of Internet celebrity Qiuqiu.

Du Yongning first took the ball to the teacher's office to recognize his face, and the principal and teacher were greeted in advance.

The head of the garden is a middle-aged woman who looks very harmonious, and she assured Du Yongning: "Don't worry, we will take good care of the national treasure at all times, so as not to let him suffer any grievances, and we can solve any problems."

Du Yongning was very relieved of her: "That's okay, I'll go back first and pick him up at night. He's just matured and has little common sense, so he must find a patient teacher to teach him well. "

The principal smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've been assigned to a small class. There aren't many missing classes. The national treasure is smart, so I can catch up soon."

Du Yongning asked: "Who is the head teacher of the small class?"

A girl with shoulder-length hair stood up. She had a gentle appearance and a soft voice: "It's me."

Du Yongning was quite satisfied: "Xiaorou is fine, and the national treasure will be handed over to you."

He said to Qiuqiu again: "Qiaoqiu, this is your homeroom teacher. If you have anything you don't understand, you can find her. You can also look for the aunt of the principal. If you can't find it, well, the adults here can help you. Remember face?"

Qiuqiu nodded: "I remember." He has a strong ability to remember people, and he can quickly tell who is from whom.

Du Yongning left after explaining.

Chu Rou went to hold Qiuqiu's hand: "Qiuqiu, shall we go to the classroom with the teacher? It's almost time for class, how about meeting new classmates?"

Qiuqiu wanted to say it was bad, but the secretary wasn't here, so he didn't dare, so he didn't respond, and obediently followed the head teacher.

There are more than 30 little monsters in the small class, and they have been studying for more than a month, so Qiuqiu is a transfer student.

The first class was Chu Rou's. As soon as she entered, the noisy classroom quickly quieted down, and the little monsters sat obediently in their seats waiting for the class to start.

Chu Rou took Qiuqiu to the podium: "Students, today we have a new classmate named Bai Chu. Everyone should know that he is a national treasure. He has just matured and is younger than everyone else, so we all take care of him." Son, okay?"

A grinning "OK" came from below.

Chu Rou let go of Qiuqiu's hand: "Qiaoqiu, can I introduce myself to everyone?"

Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed, although he was used to being watched, but at this moment he always felt that something was wrong, which made him very shy.

He lowered his head to look at his toes, and twisted his hands together again: "My name is Qiuqiu, I was originally a panda, but I was struck by lightning the day before yesterday, and suddenly I became a two-legged beast..."

Before he finished speaking, the whole room roared with laughter: "Hahahahahaha what did he say? Was he struck by lightning? Has he been condemned by God!"

"I'm dying of laughter! I thought I was going through a catastrophe!"

"What's a Twoleg? He says he's a Twoleg?"

"Didn't you say that the national treasure is very smart? Why are you so stupid! Hahahahaha!"

Chu Rou angrily knocked on the table with the blackboard eraser: "Be quiet! Be quiet! Respect your new classmates!"

No one paid attention to him, the classroom was in chaos, there was a spice in the study life, and the children were all crazy, so they didn't care about 21.

"Woo..." Qiuqiu's face flushed red, and when his eyes were sore, tears rolled down and hit his new white shoes. He didn't know what he said wrong, but he knew very well that those little Twolegs were mocking him.

Suddenly the noise stopped abruptly, and the little monsters quieted down as if their vocal cords had been cut off by something. They danced and gloated, and sat upright in their seats without moving. The classroom was silent for a while, only Chu Rou was heard A small voice and knocking on the table: "There are no rules, what kind of words!"

It's not right.

She noticed it, but she couldn't check it now, and she couldn't scare the children.

Qiuqiu heard a cold snort in his head: "Why are you crying? They bullied you to find me."

! ! !Taro crisps are awake!

As soon as this idea came up, his mind was once again occupied by the three golden characters "Yu Zisu", and he immediately recited "Yu Zisu Yu Zisu Yu Zisu" silently without any dissatisfaction.

He suddenly felt full of confidence, his face stopped blushing, and his heart stopped beating. He walked and sat down where Chu Rou pointed, and took out stationery and textbooks from his small schoolbag - Du Yongning had already taught him how to use it briefly last night. up.

The seat is by the window, in the middle row, and you can still see the outside scenery when you turn your head sideways. It is low-key and comfortable, and does not affect the lectures. It is suitable for timid national treasures.

Because there are few people, and in order to prevent small talk in class, they all sit alone.

Yu Zisu concentrated on adjusting his breath all night, and woke up only after being disturbed by Qiuqiu's sadness. He didn't know if he didn't look at it, and he was angry when he saw it. Dozens of little monsters laughed at Qiuqiu together?

He dried Qiuqiu's tears, wiped away the red circles under his eyes, and taught the group of brats a lesson.

He actually dared to bully the person he was covering, and he was impatient to live, even children.

What's more, Qiuqiu is also a child, a much younger child.

The female monster on the stage must have noticed something, but he wasn't too worried. With these low-level people and monsters, he could solve it with a single thought. As long as Qiuqiu didn't take the initiative to say something, he wouldn't be able to discover his existence. .

The High God who crushes the void fears nothing.

Of course, there was a small mistake in the middle, but it was not a failure.

In the morning, learn about human society.

Qiuqiu is a little hard to learn, after all, he has never touched it before, Yu Zisu asked him to look through the textbook.

He has a photographic memory and is extremely intelligent. He quickly finished a book, and he passed on his knowledge to him if there was something he didn't understand.

Very convenient.

After the first class was over, Chu Rou hurriedly reported to the principal what was unusual just now, thinking that within 10 minutes, the children had all gone out to play, and there should be nothing wrong with the national treasure.

Qiuqiu is practicing writing. His hands are so small that he can hardly hold a pen. This task is very difficult for him.

A shadow shrouded him, he raised his head, and several bigger monsters surrounded his desk, the leader was a tall and bulky little fat man, he raised his chin very arrogantly, and asked Qiuqiu: "Who are you?" That national treasure?"

After hearing the word "national treasure" too many times, Qiuqiu knew it was referring to him, so he nodded.

The little fat man snorted disdainfully: "I thought it was some kind of rare thing, isn't it also a monster. What kind of school do you go to at such a young age, you still have milk!"

"Hahaha!" Laughter broke out again, and more little monsters were attracted.

Qiuqiu can't refute this question, he is indeed still drinking bottles of milk...

But it's still so embarrassing...

The little fat man stared at Qiuqiu's face and tilted his head: "I heard you are a boy? Do you think he looks like him?"

"Not like!" The other little monsters immediately responded with a smile.

"That's right!" the little fat man was proud, "The face is so tender, the eyes are so watery, and she loves to cry. I cried on the podium just now. It must be a little girl!"

"Little girl!"

"Why don't you let him take off his pants to see if there are any birds?" A little villain suggested, and everyone agreed, and the little fat man pointed at Qiuqiu and ordered, "Take off your pants and show us your little bird! Otherwise, you are a little bird." girl!"

"Tuotuotuo!" Almost the whole class gathered around, and the men and women laughed unsteadily.

Qiuqiu blushed again, and wanted to cry as soon as he pursed his mouth. Before he could brew water, he heard a scream. All the little monsters onlookers were caught by invisible hands, and they were thrown into the air, unable to get off the ground. Left and right ran around the entire classroom, especially the first ones who were looking for trouble were the worst. For a while, the classroom was full of flying villains.

Qiuqiu also forgot the grievance, and stared blankly at those little monsters.

"Is flying a kite fun?" Yu Zisu asked.

Only then did Qiuqiu come back to his senses, the corners of the small, rosy mouth turned up, revealing a few white millet teeth: "It's fun."

Crisp is amazing!so amazing!

Yu Zisu saw that he smiled cutely, so he didn't care about the name: "Stop as soon as you say."

"Stop it." Qiuqiu said anxiously, "The teacher will suspect you if he sees it."

This little ball also knows how to think about it so much, it is not in vain for him to help him so much.

The little kites in mid-air suddenly landed again, and most of them burst into tears with a "wow". Although the little fat man didn't cry, he looked at Qiuqiu with fear in his eyes, pointed at him and shouted: "No! Run away!" ! He's a Kung Fu Panda!" Then he ran out the door.

He is the boss of the class, and the other little monsters listened to him. They were already at a loss, and when someone led them, they all followed the little fat man out of the classroom.