According to Su Yuhan,
This time, the little fellow Meng Meng was going to Jinling to participate in the drawing competition as one of Tiannan's children's representatives. The rest of the participants were all from a few of the more famous kindergartens in Tiannan, and the teachers who were in charge of leading the team were all the kindergarten's art teachers.
After breakfast, Ye Chen brought Mengmeng and Qianqian out. As they were going far away, they did not drive.
When the three of them arrived at Little Swan Kindergarten, they found more than ten people gathered at the school gate. Some of them were parents, while others were children.
In front of these people stood a woman in a white dress. She was about 25 years old and was extremely beautiful. She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which added a lot of quiet aura to her.
“****！”
Before Ye Chen could get close, Mengmeng ran over like she was flying. She hugged the lady in the long dress tightly and was very affectionate.
"Ye Mengmeng, you're finally here. I thought you weren't going to participate." The woman in the long skirt bent down and touched the little fellow's head.
The little girl pointed at Ye Chen when he walked closer and said as if she was showing off, "You little b * stard, this is my daddy."
"Dad, this is our art teacher's penis!"
The lady in the long dress lifted her eyes and looked at Ye Chen. She extended her hand enthusiastically, "Hello, Mr. Ye. I'm Ye Mengmeng's art teacher, Cang Shuxue."
"Erm, hi, I'm Ye Mengmeng's father. My name is Ye Chen." Ye Chen shook her hand politely.
After saying that, he had a very strange feeling in his heart.
The woman in front of him actually had the surname Cang. He wondered how his fellow men felt when they called her "* * *".
Snow knew that his thoughts were going astray, her face couldn't help but become slightly red.
As there were many people who had the same reaction as Ye Chen, she had even asked her best friend who Ye Chen was. In the end, she got the same strange expression from her best friend. When she learned about Ye Chen's information, she almost fainted from embarrassment and anger.
It turned out that when these men called her a * * *,
The thoughts in his heart were so filthy!
At this moment, a pot-bellied man who was holding the hand of a little fatty said impatiently, "F * ck, since everyone is here, shouldn't we make a move? Can you stop wasting time? "
He glared at Ye Chen coldly after saying that. His eyes were filled with disdain. He was going to another province to bring glory to Tiannan, yet he was dressed so casually. How embarrassing.
"That's right. I've put off work at the company and came all the way here just so that my son can get first place in the competition. Can't you hurry up?" Another fat middle-aged woman with red makeup on her face said in a strange tone.
"Let's go. Everyone, get in the car!"
Cang Shuxue smiled sweetly and took the lead to walk to a city bus by the side of the road. She said to everyone, "Everyone, we have a lot of people. In order to unify the management, we can't fit in the cars. We'll have to trouble you to take the bus!"
"Aren't your conditions too bad? If I had known earlier, I would have driven the Ferrari at home. "
"That's right. It's so dirty. How can people sit on it? We are all people of status. "The middle-aged woman from before kept muttering, but she still brought her child into the car.
Cang Shuxue felt extremely awkward.
"Let's go!"
Ye Chen did not mind. He held Mengmeng's hand in one hand and Qianqian's hand in the other as they walked onto the bus.
As soon as she sat down, Mengmeng stood up and pointed at a little girl sitting opposite her, "Daddy, let me introduce you. This is my best friend, Li Erguo!"
Ye Chen lifted his head and saw a little fatty around four or five years old. He was eating a bag of spicy gluten non-stop at the moment. There was a slightly haggard middle-aged man sitting next to him.
The little fatty only stopped eating after Mengmeng was done introducing him. He grinned at Ye Chen, "Hello, Uncle Ye."
He hesitated for a moment after saying that and handed over the bag of spicy gluten in his hand. He said reluctantly, "Uncle Ye, Mengmeng, do you guys want some?"
"Brat, do you think everyone is like you? All you know is to eat all day."
Before Ye Chen could say anything, the middle-aged man next to the little fatty scolded him jokingly. He then nodded at Ye Chen, "Hello, Brother Ye. My name is Li Yongmin."
Ye Chen smiled lightly.
"Daddy, the bus ride is very tiring. How can I replenish my energy if I don't eat? How am I going to perform well in the competition without stamina? "The little fatty pursed his lips.
Pfft!
Qianqian immediately laughed. She could always find humor in people her age. She could not help but ask, "Little brother, why are you called Li Erguo?"
"D-Don't call me little brother!"
The little fatty was immediately unhappy, "You can call me little brother, but don't use the word 'little'!"
"Why?"
It was Mengmeng and Qianqian's turn to be confused.
As the little fatty ate, he said in a muffled voice, "My grandfather said that a man can be small anywhere, but his brother can't be small. Otherwise, his wife will run away with someone else in the future."
Qianqian and Mengmeng were still confused.
"Brat!"
Li Xuemin was so angry that he slapped him on the spot.
Ye Chen did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Hey, fatty, you haven't told me why you're called Li Erguo?" Mengmeng supported her chin with her hand and looked at him curiously.
The little fatty burped and said nonchalantly, "It's very simple. It's because every time my dad gets drunk, he will hang me up and beat me. Moreover, he only drinks Erguotou!"
Pfft!
Even Ye Chen could not help but laugh.
He realized that this little fatty was quite interesting.
He dared to say that in front of his own father.
"I'll beat you to death, you brat!"
Li Yongmin's face instantly turned green. He slapped him again, "I hit you because you were disobedient. You're so young, yet you're not learning good things. Not only did you steal your grandfather's cigarette, you even put the small wooden stick in the cigarette box and pretended that nothing happened."
The little fatty did not cry after being slapped. Instead, he muttered as if it was a matter of course, "My grandfather's eyes aren't good. If I didn't do that, wouldn't he be suspicious?"
This time, everyone in the bus was amused.
…
While the bus was moving, Cang Shuxue introduced everyone to the matters to pay attention to in the painting competition after they arrived in Jinling.
The competition would be held at the Jinling Art Gallery, and the competition would be held at 2 pm that day. It would officially end at 3 pm, which meant that the competition would only last for an hour. Moreover, it would be temporary painting. As for the tools, they would be prepared on the spot.
At the end of her sentence, Cang Shuxue threw out another piece of shocking news, "The top three in this competition will not only be recommended to the National Children's Palace to study, but they will also receive 100,000, 50,000, and 20,000 yuan as prizes.
"And it's said that the first place will be accepted by the Art Saint, Master Wu Wenshan, as a disciple and personally teach him the Art Dao!"
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