It was already night when Jian Luo went home.
A few cubs have recently started taking classes. I don't know what went wrong. It may also be because of a little relationship with Jian Luo. Each of them is full of resistance to class, especially Long Aotian. Know how many complaints to receive about him:
"Your Highness is naughty again in class today."
"Second Highness clearly knows the answer, but he still doesn't speak when he calls his name."
"Your Highness is doing homework for my brother to copy."
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Jian Luo hurts when he sees these brains. In fact, he has always taken the children's education more seriously, let's love him, but when it comes to some important principled issues, Jian Luo can't say otherwise.
Thinking of this, when he got home, the first thing he thought about was to educate a few furry children. As soon as the door was opened, the children were all doing their homework. They grew up a lot and were only the size of a palm before. It's been four or five months now, and it's a little bit the size of Peppa Pig's hair dryer, especially the little silver dragon, which shines brightly under the light, and the silver scales are very beautiful.
As for her brother two black cubs, from small coals to big coals.
The black little dragon doesn't look as aggressive as his father, and when he is obedient, he sits on the chair like a lazy cat.
"Dad!"
The sister noticed the movement for the first time.
When she shouted like this, the other two cubs also noticed the movement. They also looked over and were very excited, especially Long Aotian. Jian Luo suspected that a gust of wind had just wiped a black mouse over. Running in front of him, he kept screaming and screaming.
I haven't seen each other for a day or two, Long Aotian squatted on Jian Luo's shoulder and rubbed his head against him, rubbed his face, rubbed his clothes, and shouted to express his emotions.
Jian Luo touched the cub and said softly, "Dad, Dad is back."
He picked up the remaining three little ones and started to check the homework, remembering the unfinished things, and sullen again: "The teacher said that you are very disobedient in school, and no one has finished the homework except your sister, right?!?"
The dragon cubs stared at him blankly.
Jian Luo put three of them on the table and let them sit in a row, then looked at each other: "Is it true?"
The three cubs looked at each other, probably because they didn't expect the teacher to sue. After all, he was so young that he couldn't hide it. Long Aotian was the first to nod, looking at the small and arrogant appearance, as if he had just saved the world. .
Jian Luo almost laughed angrily: "Do you still feel proud?"
Long Aotian looked at it suspiciously.
Jian Luo was about to fight the dragon, but he still held his last patience: "Why don't you finish writing?"
It may be that when he was rarely so solemn, the three cubs clearly felt that their father was angry, and Long Aotian wanted to come over and hug Jian Luo, but Jian Luo pressed his head and let him reflect on himself first.
At this moment, the sister next to him spoke, her voice was soft but clean: "Brother, help me beat the ball."
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Jian Luo made a move: "What ball."
There are three fluorescent **** on the sofa next to it. When I saw this thing, I remembered it. This is a small light ball for training physical fitness. It should be an after-school homework assigned by the trainer.
The younger sister said softly: "I can't smash it, my brother smashes it."
"They did your training homework, and you did the liberal arts homework?" Jian Luo finally straightened it out, and he couldn't help laughing when he knew the truth.
The younger sister nodded obediently, and Xiao Yinlong seemed to be worried that Jian Luo would scold her brother.
Jian Luo looked at the three of them. The three children were all squatting on the table like quail eggs. The poor little ones thought they had been wronged by the sky. The younger sister, who is good at liberal arts, did it in advance, and then copied it for the two older brothers.
Maybe the children are too young to think that they won't be scolded by the teacher, and they help each other to solve the problem. They don't know that this is wrong. Just like the proud appearance of Long Aotian just now, no one guides this correctly. It's like the teacher didn't dare to criticize after finding out, but contacted him privately.
Jian Luo sighed, feeling helpless.
The fire in his heart was gone, he leaned over and touched the child's head, he said to his sister in a warm voice: "If you can't meet the training requirements, just tell the training officer directly, it's not that the task you completed by yourself is false, false and lies. It is not right, you know?"
After speaking, he looked at Long Aotian again: "Since you want to help your sister, I have to do my own thing at the same time, and directly absorb the fruits of other people's labor as my own, which is false and wrong. The responsible dragon has to finish his homework by himself, you know?"
The three barely understood.
Long Aotian ruby eyes are watery, and children are like this. They can't help crying after being taught a few words by their parents, and the dragon cub is no exception.
The younger sister nudged Jian Luo while he was touching him, and said softly in a tender voice, "I can't tell the instructor."
Jian Luo made a move: "Why?"
"Can not say."
The sister just repeated softly.
Jian Luo frowned, is there any hidden secret, he patiently asked: "What is the reason for you to tell dad, if you don't tell me, dad will also talk to the training officer, girl, you know, it can't be contained in paper. If you lie, you will be exposed, you can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it forever."
"So if you have any difficulties, you can tell dad, tell dad." Jian Luo's voice was gentle: "You and your brother, we are together, it will be sad if dad is excluded."
He educates children not specifically like sticks and forcible education, he wants to tell them why I educate you, why I want to know the reason, I don't scold you for criticizing you, but want to tell you right and wrong, right and wrong .
Really
Under Jian Luo's gentle gaze and patient waiting, the little silver dragon finally stopped collapsing. It lowered its little head and said softly, "If I can't do it, they will blame my father."
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Jian Luo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this to be the reason, but he was a little bit out of touch with the logic before and after.
'Click'
Su Liang, who was cutting fruit outside, came back.
Su Liang came in with the food and said, "I chat with the child as soon as I get home, and I don't go to wash."
Jian Luo retracted his mind and said to the sister, "It's okay, our girls are already great. Don't force things that you can't do. Come and eat first."
The cubs eat a lot of nutritional supplements every day, and they have a weak foundation, and some nutritional tablets are bitter and do not like to eat.
After seeing the bottles and jars, Long Aotian came over to rub against Jian Luo, not wanting his father to leave, and said he didn't want to eat them while rubbing.
Jian Luo thought for a while and said, "Then eat later. Dad will make milk cakes for you."
As soon as they heard the milk cake dragon cubs' eyes lit up, they were even more excited. Jian Luo asked them to go back to do their homework. He had just received a message from the teacher on the sofa. A lot of homework, it stands to reason that this is just kindergarten, why are there so many test papers?
He originally came with a heart of blame, but this time there was only distress left.
Su Liang asked the child to go back to the desk to do his homework, and took Jian Luo out and said, "What's the matter, the teacher is looking for you?"
"Um."
Jian Luo was still thinking about the sister's words, and asked, "What does the girl mean when the trainer will blame?"
He was sure that the trainer should not murder the child.
"What else is there? The three children are not in good health, the two boys are fine, the girls are poor, and some projects cannot be completed. The trainers are sometimes told behind their backs that it is because the biological mother is a human problem." Su Liang Whispered: "I have heard gossip, where did the child probably hear it."
Jian Luo fell into silence.
He didn't expect this to be the reason. Are the children's training officers so broken?
"Understood." Jian Luo said, "Sometimes I'm busy with work, and I can't take care of some places. I'll try my best to move my work away and come back to accompany the children. If you have anything here, please contact me in time."
Su Liang nodded.
Jian Luo turned around to prepare to cook, and sent a message to Secretary Jin as he walked: "Good evening, Secretary Jin, there is something I want to discuss, please arrange it when the children's training officer is on duty tomorrow, and let him come to see me. "
Secretary Jin replied quickly: "What's wrong?"
"There are things I want to talk to him in person."
Secretary Jin was keenly aware that something was wrong, but she didn't ask much, just said, "Okay."
After contacting Secretary Jin, Jian Luo went into the kitchen to prepare milk cakes and fried chicken and fries. Although these are considered junk food, children like to eat them. It is rare that he is free, so he wants to cook something delicious for the children.
In addition, the live broadcast has not been live for a long time, and the food processing factory is also under construction. It is very important to advertise their upcoming new products. He is ready to resume the live broadcast.
When I didn't have a baby in the last live broadcast, I had more than 10 million fans at that time. Now I log in to my account, and it shows that there are 40 million followers. During his absence, the number of fans has increased so much.
Jian Luo smiled, instantly felt a lot of power, and pressed the button of the live broadcast.
'Drop'
The live ball turns and the entire video opens.
Accidentally found that the audience who started the broadcast rushed into the room for the first time and heard a familiar voice: "Hi everyone, I'm Jian Luo, today we will make a milk cake for a cub, and a fried chicken burger."
Audience:
"Return of missing persons."
"Congratulations to the anchor for remembering the account password."
"New fans can't wait to hear that the anchor makes delicious food."
"Old fans are tired of eating several dishes on the shelf. Anchor Qiuqiu, you must die,"
Everyone was extremely enthusiastic. With the launch of Jian Luo's live broadcast, a large number of viewers poured into the live broadcast room in just ten minutes, easily and effortlessly reaching the top of the Interstellar Hot List. At the same time, some long-running live broadcast rooms were crowded out in the evening at the same time. Down, and the number of viewers of the live broadcast is still increasing.
When Jian Luo was handling the fried chicken, he said, "The essence of this fried chicken is bread crumbs, and it needs to be coated with a layer of fried chicken."
"The production of the dough we just kneaded is the whole process of making bread crumbs. The rest of the dough will be made into bread and used to press hamburgers, and this bread crumbs will be used to fry chicken."
Fast food is definitely a better way to open up the market. He has already thought about some preliminary plans. As long as the audience can accept fried chicken, things will be better.
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As the chicken in the pot was deep-fried to golden brown, the fragrance belonging to fried chicken wafted throughout the kitchen. Long Zaizai at the door was writing his homework for a while and couldn't help being hooked by the fragrance to the door.
Jian Luo glanced sideways, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Greedy ghost."
The small ball moves with the owner's line of sight. When he sees the cub, it means that the audience has seen it, and the live broadcast is in holographic mode, so the feeling of the audience is even more profound.
Jian Luo picked up the cub and touched it: "You can eat it when it's cold."
The feeling under the fingertips is gentle and smooth. When the dragon's scales and horns rub against each other, it's a little itchy, like a kitten scratching, and the dragon cub is coquettishly in his arms.
The audience who was conveyed the first perspective by the hologram instantly felt the five senses burst, and happiness came too fast like a tornado hair.
"Ah, ah, I hit a dragon!"
"so cute, awsl"
"I beg you, host, can you live stream every day?"
"Sell something, I'll buy it, can't I buy it, please give it a few more slaps."