Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Su Qingluo sat on the small stool, also excited by seeing it, and smiled and whispered in Wang Meng's ear.

"How about it, are you excited? Do you want to go to the academy, wait a few years, and be admitted to Mingshui College, and come to participate in the dragon boat race."

"Not interested in!"

Wang Meng poured cold water on her very shamelessly, extinguishing her rare gossip.

Wang Meng liked martial arts but not literature, so he practiced martial arts with ease and made rapid progress. As soon as he was asked to read and write, he pushed back and forth, which was painful.

It is also for this reason that he has not yet gone to the academy to study when he is over eight years old.

Every day, under the supervision of the little master Su Qingluo, I just bite the bullet and learn to write a few words, and most of them are just a few strokes to deal with the matter.

Su Qingluo understands that people have their own strengths, and she doesn't want to force him. For the sake of his future, she patiently teaches him how to read.

At least you can't be ignorant, be despised and ridiculed by others.

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While the two were talking, there were deafening cheers from both sides of the river, and the men's competition was over. The representative team sent by Jufeng Trading Company won the first prize, while Mingshui College narrowly lost and came in second.

The women's team members came on stage in full swing, and there were waves of cheers from both sides of the river.

Wearing uniforms, the heroic members of the women's group of Mingshui College boarded the dragon boat, holding the oars, tense their nerves, and waited for the sound of the gong.

The cheers on both sides of the river paused for a moment, and the crowd eating melons also sweated for the youthful female students.

Li Xiu'e was even more breathless, staring unblinkingly, holding the oar, Su Ziqin, who was ranked fifth in the dragon boat, held his heart and did not dare to breathe.

The dragon boats of the five participating teams were all ready, and the team members standing at the bow of the boat beat the skin drum at the same moment as the order sounded.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The rhythm was fast, and the well-arranged drums stirred people's hearts. The female team members chanted slogans in unison with an order, rowed the oars vigorously, and moved forward.

"come on! Come on."

The melon-eating crowd on both sides of the river, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, struggled to howl at the top of their voices. It seemed that such a favorite team would be able to overcome obstacles and catch up with their opponents to win the championship.

"Come on, come on, come on sister."

Su Zixuan and Su Qingluo were also among the melon-eating crowd, waving their little arms vigorously to cheer for their sister.

Su Zixuan was a little taller, afraid to stand up and cheer for fear of blocking the spectators behind.

Su Qingluo has no worries, she is young and not tall, even if she stands up and jumps happily, she will not hinder the adults in the back row.

The little girl with pink make-up clapped her little hands happily, waving her pink arms, making a soft voice, smiling sweetly, and cheering, like an elf singing and laughing in the sun , brings great joy and warmth to people.

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"Pavilion Master, that little girl is Xiao Qingluo."

At the top luxury restaurant not far from the bank of the river, in front of the window on the third floor facing the street, Luo Zhan stood respectfully next to the young man wearing a mask, pointing with a smile, and the laughing elf by the river, pointing to his master identify her.

"Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it wasn't for Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon. "

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are three points of evil, hidden under the mask, only showing a perfect chin and thin lips.

At this moment, the perfect lip shape is slightly curved, and a low-lying and soft voice gently overflows from the corners of the lips, which is full of charm and seductive.

Luo Zhan's eyelids trembled imperceptibly, his back was tense and straight, his lips were pursed and he didn't answer.

The surface looks calm, but the heart is already in a state of turmoil.

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