Song Tan Jishi

  I only heard the little fat pier crying loudly:

   "It hurts so much! It hurts so much! You are going to kill me, I want my dad...I want my mother..."

  Everyone: …

   "Don't say it", Ulan still looked at the little fat boy rolling on the ground seriously:

   "Why do I think those actors who have played TV recently are not as strong as him?"

   Made it look real.

  If you ask Li Haoxuan to say it, isn't that true?

  Obviously the first two strokes didn't hurt at all! It was so light and fluffy, it was like a lesson from the family where the thunder was loud and the rain was little, so he was confident.

  But that slap just now... that slap just now seemed to go all the way from the buttocks to the forehead!

  He is young, so he can't express too many feelings, anyway, it just hurts! It hurts!

  It seems that the skin has been ripped open by someone, and at this moment, crying and rolling on the ground, it is definitely true.

  However, the people in the whole yard were as indifferent as devils. He took a look while he was rolling, and found that everyone was still laughing...

  Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, this is scary!

  Little Fatty is uneducated, and he can't come up with anything. It's just a double blow both mentally and physically. He couldn't hold back any longer, and cried louder.

  The next moment, Song Tan flicked his wrist, and the sesame stick hit his **** again!

  The flesh of the fat **** raised by the big fish and big meat trembled, and then the pain quickly spread to the limbs, so that he cried miserably and loudly, with extra real emotion—

   "It hurts! It hurts! I want to tell my dad woo woo woo..."

   "Ouch", Song Tan raised his eyebrows in surprise:

   "You have to tell your dad, what if your dad beats me back? I'm a little scared... no, I have to hit you a few more times to vent my anger."

   As he spoke, he pumped it up again.

   Anyone who has been beaten knows that when he was beaten, the pain did not spread quickly, but it took him a while to react.

  So he scrambled and crawled to the side to hide, his tears never stopped like a watering can, and even his voice became weaker:

   "It hurts, it hurts... I won't tell my dad, stop hitting me, oh, stop hitting me..."

  And Song Tan slowly withdrew his hand, and then stared at the sesame stick in his hand in surprise:

   "Does it really hurt so much?"

   There was another burst of boiling in the live broadcast room.

  【Miss Sister is still too naive】

  【You can’t underestimate children, when they tell lies, they sometimes use this inertial thinking to appear seamless】

  【This kid is really good at acting, much better than traffic】

  【Yes, if I didn’t see what it was that whipped him, I thought he was tortured】

  【Some people are sensitive to pain, right? He called so fiercely, could it be that he really broke it? 】

【impossible! Pretend! Absolutely pretending]

  【Look at the first two hits by the anchor's sister, the little fat boy didn't react at all on the ground】

  【It can only be said that there is such an acting skill rolling here, it is really ruined】

  Song Tan in the yard also seemed to have reacted, reaching out and breaking off the front end of the sesame stalk—with ease and without any effort.

   Then he shook the sesame stalk: "This thing is so crispy, I can't even use my strength."

   After all, she is a kind man, she seemed afraid of breaking him, so she took two steps forward and quickly pulled off the little chubby man's pants, exposing his buttocks.

  —Very good, not to mention any red marks, there is no trace of injury at all!

   Song Tan let go of his hand, and the rubber band of his trousers quickly bounced back to his buttocks.

  Little Pang Dun turned his head to look at her shyly, and saw the devil who beat people in front of him with a gentle smile:

   "You're kind of a liar."

   "I don't like children who lie, I want to hit them when I see them... It seems that today I have to hit you until you know your mistake."

   As he spoke, he shook his wrist, and the sesame stick was pulled up again.

   With a "snap", the sound fell on the clothes, light and dull, and the main one didn't sound painful.

  But the tears that Xiaopang Duner had just stopped burst out again, and he cried and hiccupped in pain:

   "I burp, I won't tell my dad to burp... woo woo... stop hiccuping... it hurts... burp..."

  Song Tan frowned:

   "You cry so badly here, I don't have any strength at all, why don't you go back and file a complaint?"

  Before Xiao Pangdun could shake her head, she heard her talking to herself: "That can't be done, I can't suffer this grievance for nothing. You are the one who made trouble first, so I have to call back first..."

  Seeing that she was about to raise her hand again, the little chubby squatted down on the ground, covering her **** with both fat hands with difficulty:

   "I was wrong, I was wrong! Stop hitting!"

  Song Tan finally smiled with satisfaction.

   Then he casually picked up the sesame stick:

   "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

  Little Fatty burped.

  Finally, he became dazed: "Hi... I don't know... I don't know."

  He carefully looked at Song Tan's face, and now said softly:

   "I... shouldn't I tell my dad?"

  Song Tan: …

  How did you get all this educated? This education is higher than that of Qiao Qiao, why can't he focus on the key points?

  She is also numb, after all, when it comes to education, her own skills are also fragmented.

   He simply turned around and looked at the people behind him who joined in the fun:

   "Yan Ran, come on!"

  Yan Ran:? !

   "I won't! I will only teach the older ones!"

  Finally, Xiao Zhu branch secretary sighed:

   "Li Haoxuan, right? Let me tell you where you went wrong."

   "One, did your school teacher teach you to be filial to your elders? You are at home and eat your grandfather's food, why do you beat him and scold him?"

   "Second, the rhubarb was raised at home, and the ownership belongs to your grandfather. It is true that we have no right to kill or sell it, but you are wrong to kill it to blackmail others into fulfilling your wishes!"

"Three, this tricycle belongs to Qiao Qiao. If Qiao Qiao refuses to agree, no one can take it away—unless he breaks the law. If you want to play a tricycle, you should tell Qiao Qiao well, instead of rolling around in other people's houses and talking about it." Swearing... these are all your mistakes."

  She finished these words with a solemn face, then slowly stood up, straightened her waist, and smiled triumphantly at everyone:

   "How about it? Education depends on me."

  Everyone: …

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary frowned.

  The next moment, she turned her head and saw Li Haoxuan who looked blankly, and the other party hummed:

   "One...two...three...um...um..."

  It shows that I said too much at once, and I can't remember it.

  Xiaozhu Branch Secretary: ...This is a child's IQ problem, and has nothing to do with her education level.

   Fortunately, this farce is over.

  As for Song Tan slapping the little fat boy in front of the live broadcast—hey, in the village, which child hasn't been beaten?

  The fine sesame stalk didn’t come out, so what’s the fuss? With her here, there is a live broadcast as evidence.

   But at this moment Song Tan frowned:

   "Why did I hear Rhubarb calling? Why hasn't Grandpa Li moved yet?"

Good night.

  The title of the last chapter is actually this chapter. But the content is fine.

  Let’s sacrifice a male channel tonight—the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, let’s kill it for everyone’s fun!

  Entertainment article, the beginning is quite interesting, you can try it.

   "Illiterate top class: Three years of bad performance, become a superstar"