The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 289

   "Lulu just answered him, I don’t know why everyone is so excited?"

  Lulu's tone is full of questions.

  Master looked at his beloved student in shock.

   trembling hands, spread out the paper in her hand.

  Wen Ruyu rushed forward in disbelief and snatched the note from the master.

  Sure enough.

  Do you know this question?

  Answer: I will.

Gone?

   "It's gone? It's gone?" Wen Ruyu shivered, shaking with the note. Looking at her in shock.

   "Of course it's gone, otherwise, what else can there be? He didn't say anything else." Jiang Huailu looked at him inexplicably.

  The master's heart was stagnant.

   actually raised his hand and stroked his heart.

  I don’t know what to say.

  Should he be grateful that the students did not cheat each other, or should he grieve for such a gifted child whose brain circuit is abnormal?

  Master is sad and happy.

   "You villain, you villain!" Wen Ruyu was so young that she actually made her cry on the spot.

  Wow a cry came out.

   "I was always young." Lulu rolled his eyes, didn't think it was cursing her, and didn't get angry at all.

   immediately sat back in his position, still looking well-behaved.

  She was not scolded and cried, so she cried Wen Ruyu angrily.

  Rao is stunned by Yang Dianfeng.

  Co-authored, this is what you handed me back? ? ?

   However, seeing the faces of Wen Rujing and Wen Ruyu’s twins, he happily beat the wall and laughed while punching.

   Teared sore ass, and immediately shed tears.

  A small class actually cried three or four.

  The master sighed silently: "It's fine, let's hand in the completed papers. I have a headache after seeing you." In my heart, I was only thinking that this student might not be able to hand it in. Dean Zheng came to ask several times in the past few days.

  When the little girl came out with her small bag, she stopped by her brother's request class.

  The children in the search class were all children who existed for the imperial examination. Most of them were in their teens or twenties, and some were even married.

  These people are young people with excellent character, academics and extremely high quality.

   There are three generations, and they are always preparing for the imperial examination.

  Without three generations, he will play in Abandu on the day he finishes his studies.

  The Min school where Xiao Huailu belongs to are all enlightened children, and most of the surroundings are children. On weekdays, laugh and play, even noisy.

   Seeking class is in the backyard, separated by a wall, passing through the arch in the middle, and walking to the elder brother’s class.

  The little girl is so cute, carrying the bag that Xia's sewed for her. Walking up and down, there are flowers embroidered by His Royal Highness himself, which is very cute.

  At the moment, my brother is in class.

  But the Master was leading the students to endorse, and there was no sound of shaking his head.

  The little girl looked left and right, waiting for her brother to come out for a long time. He simply babbled and climbed up the window.

  The chubby fat girl hung on the window edge, her small face flushed with tiredness, and her eyes were astonishingly bright.

  It happened that the elder brother was sitting in the center, wearing a blue and white robe, shook his head and carried the textbook.

  "Brother..."

   "Brother..." The little girl lowered her voice and shouted softly like a kitten.

  The little girl who climbed up the window edge blushed and hung on the window sill.

  The window sill of the academy was a little high, and she felt something wrong when she climbed up.

  This is great.

   Can’t go up, can’t come down.

   just hung in mid-air, it was actually stuck.

  At this moment, the endorsement stopped, and the little girl’s tender and milky voice was heard: "Brother, brother, save me..."

  Everyone was shocked.

   looked towards the windowsill one after another.

   saw a round little girl, with two pigtails, showing half of her head hanging on the window sill.

  The small face was round and round, and the eyes seemed to be washed by rain, clear and bright.

  Does not stain fiber dust, and does not carry the slightest amount of human smoke.

  Making her **** and shouting: "Brother, help me..."

  Someone's little cutie has slipped out! !

  The eyes of the teenagers in the search class are bright!

  　 Ask for a monthly pass, okay.

  (End of this chapter)