Chapter 9 Going to Kindergarten?

Song Mu's eyes were horizontal and she got up her breath. Who did she look down on? Of course she could write. She really thought she was a six-year-old child? When the words fell, Song Mu lifted the pen and prepared to show his talents on the paper, but such a thin pen could not be held and slippery. He used to write with a brush. After several struggles, Song Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally wrote a line of words that looked like chicken feet crawling. This is really strange. Why didn't Uncle buy a writing brush? ! Song Mu has never seen the most commonly used ballpoint pen in modern times. He only thinks that the short one is not very easy to use, and he is not as beautiful as a writing brush, but his handwriting dries faster. Gu Jingxiu's black eyes were shining with faint light. He quietly looked at the crooked and exotic fonts on the paper. Lian Bi could not use them, but he could write traditional Chinese characters that ordinary people did not know. That's interesting. Of course, it is necessary to ignore the words on the paper like chicken feet crawling and barely see a shape. Song Mu didn't think so. His delicate face was filled with little pride. "Uncle, how did I write, is it very good-looking?" Behind this tone, there is only one meaning: Praise me! Praise me! Gu Jingxiu looked at Song Mu, and the magnetic voice slowly came from his chest. He was full of charm and ruthlessly hit, "Too ugly, I will send you to kindergarten tomorrow." Gu Jingxiu felt that six-year-old Song Mu didn't know anything about modern things and tools. In this case, he went to kindergarten to study hard. Song Mu doesn't want to know what kindergarten is at this time. She just wants to change rooms. "I want to change rooms," Song Mu complained humbled, and her black eyes flashed with dissatisfaction. Her eyes still hurt. Gu Jingxiu is very close to Song Mu. Subconsciously, she bowed her head and could see her adorable little face. The corners of the mouth faintly evoked, "why? The room doesn't suit your heart?" If Gu Er saw Gu Jingxiu's appearance at this time, he would definitely shout loudly. Gu Ye would laugh! It's all a bitter tear. I've been with Gu Ye for so long, and I've never seen him smile at himself... But if Gu Ye smiles at him, it will be even more terrible! "It's all pink, and my eyes are almost blind." "I'm quite young and have a big temper," Gu Jingxiu was adorable by Song Mu's angry expression. In the end, the big one and the small one reached an agreement, which just fulfilled Song Mu's wish to find a decorator to change the wallpaper again tomorrow. ** Six in the morning. The sun sprinkled a layer of brilliance, the windowsill appeared warm and warm, the people on the pink bed lay quietly on the bed, and the lip angle was fixed with a delicate radian. Timing, knocking on the door rang, drumming. The little man on the bed seemed to wake up with a start, sleepy and yawned lazily, "Who ah..." The tough guy outside the door, Nanbai, had a stiff tone and seemed not used to facing children. After waiting for a few minutes, there was still no response in the room. He knocked at the door again, but his voice became louder and louder. Song Mu frowned, rubbed his sleepy apricot eyes and looked dimly at the tall man in front of him. "I'm so sleepy, do you have anything to do?" The crisp voice also has a little milk flavor. Rao is a tough guy, Nanbai, and his eyes become slightly softer. "Gu Ye told me to take you to kindergarten, little lady, go wash quickly." This name was thought by Nanbai himself, and he thought it was quite easy to call, so he called it. Song Mu finally woke up after hearing this. Why did he go to kindergarten?