dog stock theorem

Qin Bolang's uncle is simply the shadow of Qin Cong's childhood.

Although his family is open-minded and never compares him with his uncle, but Qin Cong himself always likes to compare.

Qin Xiaocong also specially used the code book to record: the first time he spoke was a month later than Qin Bailang's, and he walked a week later...

When he was in kindergarten, Qin Cong could go to a newly opened nearby kindergarten, but he had to get up half an hour early to go to the kindergarten where Qin Bailang had attended, in order to refresh Qin Bailang's award-winning record.

In the end, he lost to Qin Bailang's 1221 little red flowers with the result of harvesting 1222 little red flowers in three years.

At the graduation ceremony, little Qin Cong burst into tears, crying heartbreakingly, heartbroken.

During the summer vacation, Qin Cong enrolled himself in interest classes, from [-] am to [-] pm, covering areas ranging from painting, guitar, classical dance to computer programming.

And preview all the teaching content of the first grade in the free time.

Qin Cong wanted to win a round during this holiday, but he learned from his grandma that although my uncle did not take as many interest classes as himself, he had already participated in a junior boxing match and won the league championship. The grade courses are all self-study.

Kid Qin Cong failed again.

He resigned himself to depravity. In the last week of summer vacation, drinking Coke, holding the remote control, he watched "Ultraman Tiga" that other children had watched.

It was this cartoon that brought Qin Cong back from the abyss.

Look, Ultraman Tiga didn't give up hope even in the most difficult time. He fought bravely to protect peace. He couldn't lose his fighting spirit because of a little red flower!

"A new storm has already appeared, how can we stand still... Face the danger with a smile, and the dream will not be far away."

Amidst the passionate BGM sound, Qin Cong stood on the balcony with his hands behind his back, overlooking the beautiful world, feeling the comfortable sunshine with his heart.

Qin Cong became more and more courageous as he was frustrated, and still chose to study in the primary school attached to Q University where Qin Bailang was studying.

This time, he wants to prove himself.

Even if my uncle founded a technology company and became the helm of Langyao Group, he, Qin Cong, would definitely beat Qin Bailang in the primary school final exam and get more [-] points.

However, why did he meet my uncle on the playground!

When I went out this morning, the morning news was still broadcasting the new progress of Langyao's overseas investment, and the chance of bankruptcy was not high.

Could it be that my uncle discovered his attempt to defeat him, so he disguised himself to kill his ambition in its infancy?

hateful.

"Teacher Qin."

Qin Cong called Qin Bailang out of character, then snatched his registration form, and wrote his name under each item.

He wants to win the championship of all events today, and he will not let this evil man in front of him take advantage of his position to succeed.

"Oh?" Qin Bailang raised his eyebrows.

Originally thought that he would have to induce temptation, such as the new Lego battleship and snack gift packs, to convince Qin Cong to work for him and win the students in the class of "Da Bai" teacher, but Qin Cong took the initiative to sign up.

At this time, the child Qin Cong, who was so proud of himself, didn't know that he had lost a lot of wealth because of his abundant imagination.

"Ugh-"

Under the clear sky, the referee teacher gave a loud whistle, and the small sports meeting was held enthusiastically.

The first event is a rope skipping competition. The registered athletes stand in their respective positions. Whoever jumps the most laps within 10 minutes will win the final victory. A total of [-] children participated in the competition.

"come on! Come on!"

Parents by the fence shouted their children's names and kept cheering.

Affected by the warm atmosphere, Wang Le also yelled at Qin Bailang, who was standing to count the results, "Alang, you are the most handsome!"

Qin Bailang looked at Wang Le's puffy face from a distance, and said colloquially, "Good boy, I will win."

Wang Le shouted even more excitedly: "Wow, Ah Lang!"

All the old ladies naturally don't have Wang Le's lung capacity, and Wang Le has obviously become the most eye-catching star of the fence cheerleading team.

"Young man." The old woman on crutches came to Wang Le's side and said hoarsely, "Can you cheer for my granddaughter?"

She yelled hard for a long time, her throat hurt, but she didn't spread it very far, but she also wanted to let the child know that the family was there to support him.

"Hurrah!"

Wang Le is a helpful dog. After hearing what the old grandmother wanted to convey, he raised his voice and shouted: "Baby Guoguo! Your grandma is here to see you, don't give up."

After the little girl with ponytail heard her name, she didn't want to continue because she tripped over the rope, but she gritted her teeth and persisted.

Qin Bailang frowned slightly when he heard Wang Le call someone else the word "baby". Although he knew that Wang Le was calling a child, he secretly felt a little jealous.

But then Qin Bailang heard an even more enthusiastic voice: "Baby Alang! Come on!"

Qin Bailang smiled slightly.

Well, I am Lele's baby.

"Crack, clap."

Qin Cong shook the skipping rope quickly and did a triple jump, then looked at Qin Bailang proudly, only to see him sullenly smiling softly.

Is this really uncle!

In Qin Cong's impression, my uncle is a person who is rarely affected by emotions, so he can focus more on his own affairs. Even if he encounters difficulties, he will not confide in his family and choose to solve them by himself more often.

Qin Cong has more admiration for Qin Bailang from the bottom of his heart. He wants to be a ruthless boss like his uncle, but his uncle actually smiled, still with such a silly smile.

"Ouch."

One lost his mind, and the skipping rope was pulled on his calf, and Qin Cong hissed and screamed in pain.

"Hurry up, Xiao Chen, there are still 2 minutes left, and you are already number one."

Zhou Dabai leaned over to cheer up the boys in uniforms.

Originally, Qin Cong from class three was first, but was overtaken due to a mistake.

Qin Cong picked up the skipping rope in a hurry, but he was still wondering why his uncle suddenly became nervous, he was a physical education teacher and he was giggling.

Suddenly, a bold idea popped into his mind.

Could it be that the uncle's purpose is to pick up girls? Qin Cong swept around the female teachers on the playground.

The teachers are very beautiful. Although they are a little irritable in class, they are still very gentle in private, patient and kind. Being an aunt is not bad.And if she is really an aunt, she can give herself a few more little red flowers, the best of both worlds!

Qin Cong didn't feel the pressure of suffocation until his tall body blocked his raised eyes and the shadow shrouded Qin Cong's body.

"Qin Xiaocong."

Qin Bailang's voice was very soft, as if it came from between his teeth, and he said leisurely: "If you lose, you won't have a piece of lucky money for the New Year."

Brother Cong is still a brat who wants to collect New Year's money, and the source of the New Year's money is mainly Qin Bailang.

Without lucky money, it means that you will not be able to get new toys for the next year.

So evil!

Qin Cong raised his arms and shook the rope vigorously.

Qin Bailang is very satisfied with his little nephew who is fighting for his victory.

Wang Le stared at Qin Bailang without blinking. He was wearing sportswear today, but he took off his coat, revealing the slightly tight shirt underneath. During the movements, he could see his strong back muscles, holding the score sheet His arms are strong and powerful, containing infinite explosive power.

Thinking of Qin Bailang's solid and heavy feeling when he hugged him, Wang Lechun's heart fluttered, and he thought that if he turned into a small dog, Qin Bailang could also hold himself in his arms, and then warmed him with his slender body. It must have been a blast to lick his fingers from the back of his neck to the root of his tail.

"Excuse me, can I stand here?"

A deep voice came from his ears, Wang Le turned his head and saw a gentleman in a suit.

This man was about thirty-five or sixty years old, about the same height as Qin Bailang, and he wore a very stiff suit, as if he had arrived in a hurry, so his hair was a little disheveled, because of the noisy crowd, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he was calm and pretentious.

In particular, there was a sense of oppression on him that made Wang Le unable to breathe. Seeing the chill in his eyes, Wang Le pursed his lips and gave him a seat.

"of course can."

Wang Le said softly, holding the backpack nervously.

The man nodded, unexpectedly politely said thank you, Wang Le hugged his backpack tightly and shook his head and replied that you are not welcome.

Because of this man's arrival, Wang Le became silent.

It wasn't until the student Qin Bailang had been paying attention to won the No.1 medal that Wang Le clapped his hands happily.

"Ok?"

Qin Mingyao was surprised to see his son showing off with Qin Bailang after winning the prize.

When I communicated with Qin Bailang in the morning, he was still working, so why did he appear here in the afternoon.

Qin Mingyao is a few years older than Qin Bailang, and their fathers are brothers. Although the Qin family has a large property, but the population is small, there are only Qin Mingyao and Qin Bailang in this generation.

Qin Mingyao was not interested in running a business. After several years of military service, he chose to continue working in the army, and later met his wife who was a doctor.Because the husband and wife are very busy at work, they can only spend time with Qin Cong during long vacations. Qin Mingyao came here specially to pick Qin Cong home.

So, is Bai Lang also here to pick up Xiao Cong?There is no need to pick it up in the playground.

The next round of competition continued in full swing.

Wang Le saw that the man next to him who was not easy to mess with was frowning deeply, and he didn't look like a parent at all. How could any parent see his child still put on airs in the competition, so he couldn't bear it and asked curiously: "Which kid do you belong to?" Parents?"

"Do you have a sore throat? Do you need me to cheer you up?"

Wang Le thought that the man was silent because he couldn't scream, so he asked enthusiastically, after all, he was already an experienced mouthpiece.

Qin Minglang didn't want to have a deep talk with strangers, but Wang Le had a harmless face that made it difficult for people to refuse, so he pointed in one direction with his finger and said, "That's my son, Xiao Cong."

Wang Le looked in the direction of the finger and found that the boy was Qin Bailang's most valued child.

At this time, he was participating in a sit-up competition under Qin Bailang's "enthusiastic" guidance.

Qin Bailang squatted beside the child in a standard military posture. After a few words of encouragement from "gentleness", the speed of the little boy became even faster.

"Your son Xiao Cong is amazing! He accidentally pulled his leg with the rope just now, and continued to skip rope under the comfort of the teacher. He was very brave and won the first medal in the competition."

Wang Le said exaggeratedly, and secretly added the excellent Qin Bailang into it, fearing that the parents in front of him would not pay attention, and said specifically, "That teacher is very professional. Without his care, Xiao Cong would probably have lost his mind." Crying."

He is really a qualified partner. Wang Le has a shrewd plan to get along with the parents so that Qin Bailang's prestige as a teacher can be improved.

Qin Mingyao: "..."

The young man in front of him actually praised his two relatives in one breath.

Huh?No, this young man is five or six years younger than Bai Lang, and he seems to be in his early twenties. Could it be that he had a child so early?

Qin Mingyao asked suspiciously: "Are you picking up the children too? Or younger siblings?"

"Not."

Wang Le shook his head, wondering how he should explain his relationship with Qin Bailang to outsiders, but since the person in front of him was a stranger, he only met once, so he could say anything.

So Wang Le rubbed the strap of the shoulder bag with his fingers, lowered his head and said shyly, "I'm here to pick up my husband."

Qin Mingyao: "..."