He has obviously written very well, but Lao Qiao is just not satisfied.

Master and Lao Qiao are different. Master often praises him, but Lao Qiao always says that his writing is not good enough.

Qiao Chengfan writes very seriously.

Josnian sat over and flipped through the copybooks he had copied before: "You should practice more and hire a better teacher for you another day."

"Oh." Qiao Chengfan ignored it.

"Are you practicing piano? When you were in London, how long did you practice a day?"

"One hour."

"Um."

"Old Qiao...you are blocking my sunshine." Qiao Chengfan raised his head and glanced at him.

"You!" Josnian looked at the little boy's clean little face and couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.

He threw down the copying post and said, "Then you keep practicing, and I'll go see your sister. She's much more sensible than you."

"Walk slowly."

"..."

Josnian was extremely depressed.

I wanted to smoke, but I was worried that there were children at home, so I stopped smoking and went to Xiaoyouzi's children's room.

Little Yuzi was playing an alphabet game with a young foreign teacher. The foreign teacher was very patient and made the little girl giggle, making her very happy.

The little girl was crawling on the ground, but when she saw José coming, she immediately sat upright.

"How are you studying?" Josnian asked.

The foreign teacher said: "I can read a lot of words now."

"Read it to me."

Little Yuzi had no choice but to reluctantly open her textbook and pick out the ones she could read.

Unfortunately, the pronunciation is very irregular and often mispronounced.

The little girl scratched her head.

Josnian was furious: "Ye Muyuan, did you pay attention to class? You only read one word correctly?"

Little Yuzi pouted, scratched her head, and looked like she was about to cry.

So fierce.

"If you don't take it seriously, I will throw away all your toys."

The foreign teacher coaxed: "Mr. Qiao, the little miss is already very good. I didn't teach her well. I will teach her patiently. The little miss is very smart, but she is too young. It is normal for her to be unable to read correctly."

The foreign teacher didn't speak Mandarin very fluently, but he was communicating with Josnian very seriously.

He felt that Mr. Qiao's requirements for the young lady were too harsh.

"I don't want to see you anymore." Xiao Youzi threw a pillow at Josnian and pouted sadly.

It's so sad.

Why throw away her toys.

Is her toy made wrong?

Josnian didn't know why his temper was so bad today, so he simply stood up and left.

When he reached the garden, he couldn't hold it in any longer and lit a cigarette.

The rising sun in the east hung in the mid-air, and smoke was rising. Josnian put one hand in his pocket, held a cigarette in the other, and looked into the distance with his deep eyes.

When he returned home, Ye Jiaqi had already had breakfast. She was sitting next to Qiao Chengfan, holding her chin with one hand, quietly watching Qiao Chengfan write.

The light was soft, and Ye Jiaqi's smile was even softer.

The corners of her lips were raised, and her doting eyes fell on Qiao Chengfan's face, full of love and tenderness.

After Qiao Chengfan finished writing a post, she took it over and looked at it carefully: "Chengfan wrote really well."

Qiao Chengfan was embarrassed by her praise: "I still need to practice more."

"You keep writing, and I'll watch again. Do you mind others watching while you write?" Ye Jiaqi asked gently.

"Of course I don't mind. It's just that the writing is not very good, so I'm sorry to show it to you."

"It's already very good. If you go to school, you will definitely be the best one in the class."

Qiao Chengfan was very embarrassed by her praise.
Chapter completed!