You can't afford to be a cat man!

No matter how much the little boy wants to escape the large group of godmothers who are visiting one after another, when the hostess knocks on the door for the third time and asks him to go down, he can only pout his little mouth unwillingly and twist his little butt from the baby chair. slid up and down.

He obviously wanted to sit down on the spot and linger on the floor, because the hostess couldn't hold him back anyway, and shamelessness was the privilege of all brats in the world.

The little guy was really thinking about whether it was worth it to exchange his own face for the abuse that would not be touched, hugged, rubbed, and rubbed by a group of aunts. When he turned his head, he saw Li Yan lying on the floor half dead, obviously unwilling went downstairs.

Coincidentally at this time, the hostess knocked on the door again: "Xingyuan, Condom, come downstairs quickly, the big cake is already on the table."

One person and one cat looked at each other listlessly, and Li Yan raised his paw forward, signaling him to step on the landmines first, and followed behind to cover himself.

That birthday party was a disaster. In the end, Li Yan tightly covered his bald ears with two paws, and rolled his eyes at his surroundings with great sorrow.

He felt that this group of people was simply exterminated. There was only a little bit of color on his body like the tip of his ear, and he had to reach out to touch one or two of them. He almost bald him, which was too much.

The little chubby face looks a bit swollen, and his spirit is not as good as his. He is weakly holding a piece of cake and eating it one by one. hang on the forehead.

Fortunately, the so-called birthday party didn't last long. After the cake was divided, it was almost over. The guests got up and left, and the little one hurried back to the small attic like a big fool chasing after him.

He originally wanted to take Li Yan with him when he escaped, but the latter was still picking up the half-eaten cake and refused to let go. The little one yelled "Hungry meow, hurry up!" The meaning of the buttocks, I pounced on him and wanted to reach out to hug him.

——Stupid boy, why can’t you figure it out, we have suffered such a big loss in exchange for a piece of cake, of course we have to enjoy it, otherwise I am too sorry for such a big torture.Li Yan thought that this kid was smart, but it was a pity that he was obviously still immature, so he couldn't figure out such a simple reason.

They had just fought off a wave of zombies and deserved a relatively stable period of peaceful development.When Li Yan was pinched by someone's ear, he had already deeply reflected on the major problems in his child's upbringing. He vowed to pay close attention to cultivating the little one's force value, and by the time of his third birthday, at least he would be able to fight back to a certain extent.

Li Yan thought about this, looked up and stared at the little one who was scrambling and urinating up the stairs, with hands and feet and buttocks poking up, couldn't help shaking his head.

With this kind of body balance ability that can fall down on the stairs, this kid is obviously not the one with the most delicate bones, and he probably doesn't have the talent for martial arts.Li Yan sighed, shook his head to clear all these unreliable thoughts from his mind, and concentrated on eating the cake.

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Kindergarten Class 1B becomes extremely lively every time it’s lunch time. More than a dozen children line up in front of the rice bowl, waiting to be fed, each with a small cartoon lunch box.

The lunch boxes are bought by their respective parents, and each lunch box is marked with a label with the child’s name written on it by the teacher on the second day of school to prevent it from being taken by mistake.

The little one stood at the end of the line with a blank expression, holding a small pink lunch box of HolleKitty in his fat hand.The hostess originally bought him a blue lunch box with an Ultraman on it, but unfortunately he didn't like it when he saw it, so he insisted on going to the boutique to pick out this one himself.

The lunch box in the hands of a little girl with a pink headband and a fluffy princess dress in front of the little one was exactly the same as his. Li Yan became curious for a moment, and slipped along the queue, and found that even among the girls , and rarely has a girly feeling like the lunch box in the hands of the little one.

——Although he was very happy that the little one had to choose a cat pattern even when choosing a lunch box, he still couldn't help worrying that the child would not have a problem with his gender positioning because the supplies were too feminine.

From the moment he ran forward along the team, the little one had his eyes glued to him and stared at him all the way, his jaw tensed.After Li Yan'an ran back safely, he looked away, relaxed his whole body, and shifted his weight from his left foot to his right foot along the way.

As soon as Mr. Zhang entered the classroom, he saw the youngest and youngest Xiao Budian at the end of the line, and frowned calmly.

To be honest, the youngest in this class both gave her a headache and made her proud. In the first month's test, this kid took 3 minutes to complete ten calculations, and then took it out of his backpack calmly. Come to eat the oranges, eat a petal and feed the cat a petal, until the belly is rounded, and it is time for the teacher to collect the paper.

The teacher who teaches arithmetic, Mr. Wang, had an eye on the second test three days ago. He sent him the test questions of the big class. He thought it would be difficult for him now, but the other party still wrote it well. Yes, no more than 5 minutes.

——After all, the big class is only the big class in the kindergarten. It is impossible to learn too difficult things to make things difficult for the children. Even the big class is only addition and subtraction within [-]. If the hostess told him that he can eat ice cream if he gets a full score in the exam, Little ones are too lazy to write.

The result of this test shocked quite a few teachers. Both Teacher Xiao Wang and Teacher Xiao Zhang, who is the head teacher of Xiaobudian, were praised by their superiors.

The only pity is that this child has a faint sense of hostility to both his classmates and his teacher, and the only thing he gets close to is that cat.

In order to build a good relationship with the child, Mrs. Zhang even tried to lure the chubby cute cat with ham sausage, thinking that this cat can be used to establish a good relationship with the little one indirectly, but the other party just gave her a cold and noble sideways glance. He walked away with catwalks and twists and turns.

Teacher Xiao Zhang was really shocked at that time, even the cats raised by geniuses have such personalities.She has been teaching preschool for so many years, and the people who go to this school are either rich or expensive. She thinks that the parents of the little one are very ordinary people. It is clear where such a little child's withdrawn and weird personality comes from.

While thinking, she walked over, squatted down and smiled at Xiao Budian, squinting her eyes: "Xingyuan, why are you here?"

She would come to watch every lunch, and vaguely remembered that no matter which day the child received lunch, without exception, he was always at the bottom of the queue.Teacher Xiao Zhang dared to say that other students in his class did not bully him and exclude him. In the hearts of three or four-year-old children, a strange classmate who ignores everyone is actually a bit scary. Many children subconsciously avoided him.

So if the kid didn't like it himself, he wouldn't have to wait at the end to get the meal. Teacher Xiao Zhang was really curious about why he wanted the last one, so he couldn't help asking today.

——Actually, it’s because he’s not used to someone standing behind him, which makes him always unconsciously look back at what the other person is doing, and can’t concentrate.The little one has been reciting greetings in English silently since just now, showing a thoughtful expression while chewing his fingers.

——He worked hard to recite English words three months ago, but he was completely abused in two English tests in succession. The reason is very simple. The test questions given by Smith's foreign teacher are all sentences. , I only heard one or two sentences once in a while, and I had to string them together word by word in Chinese during the exam, and many questions were answered incorrectly.

This is how the little boy realized that this thing still needs to master the word order, and he was very distressed for a while.It was the hostess who secretly interceded with the foreign teacher and borrowed a copy of teaching materials for him to read when he was free.

As soon as Teacher Xiao Zhang was talking to him, his train of thought was interrupted. Xiao Budian looked up at her, but nodded politely, and said in a childish voice, "Hello, Teacher."

Although he doesn't care about people, he can't make mistakes in terms of general rules. At most, he will only appear to be a weird kid, but he won't appear to be poorly educated and impolite.

After saying hello, Xiao Budian obviously felt that he was already saving face, and had no intention of answering the question at all, so he lowered his head and continued to recite common sentence patterns silently.

Teacher Xiao Zhang looked as usual—nonsense, it’s been half a year since she was ignored, she should have gotten used to it by now—she still asked with a smile: “Xingyuan’s painting in class yesterday is very beautiful, the teacher hangs it for you. Get up and exhibit, okay?"

Xiao BuDian is obviously biased and serious, his cursive handwriting is unreadable, and his drawings are so messy that people can't bear to look directly at them.Children at this age are logically in the period of rapid development of imagination, and their thoughts and thoughts will be expressed in paintings. Psychologists can know a child's personality and emotional tendencies just by looking at the paintings drawn by a child.

But it’s not so small. It’s been half a year since I’ve been in kindergarten. Unless the teacher clearly stipulates the content of the drawing in class, he can draw it in a regular manner—in fact, he is copying the simple pictures on the relevant learning cards in his memory—if there is no regulation on what to draw, He always draws only cat paw prints, and there is nothing else on the whole paper, only cat paw prints.

The title of yesterday's painting class was to draw animals. Xiaobudian showed Li Yan a sketch. Although the draft almost blinded Li Yan's cat's eyes, Xiaobudian spent almost the whole day in a timely manner to revise the picture to him. Anyway, it drew a clear cat appearance.