The little chubby body shrank into a ball-shaped ball on the chair, holding the pen with trembling hands, shrinking his head, and writing the composition tremblingly.
Jian Yi didn¡¯t say anything at the side, just looking at him with such a taciturn cold face, like a cold killer staring at his prey, with a strong sense of presence.
Zhang Yiming was almost scared to death.
He was even thinking that it was a good thing that Uncle Jian was not his father. If Uncle Jian were his father, he would definitely not survive a day and he would be scared to death by Uncle Jian when he was just born.
Now, Zhang Yiming no longer dares to write about his beautiful sister Lili.
Mainly because he was afraid that if he wrote it, he would be beaten to death by Jian Yi on the spot.
Zhang Yiming had seen Jian Yi and Jian Xiyan fighting many times before.
It was completely different from when his father Zhang Dazhuang beat him.
His father beat him, and it was obvious on his face that his father was angry.
Then his father would beat him and call him a stinky boy. It would be better for me to give birth to you than to give birth to barbecued pork. Look at who is in other people's homes ¡
In short, a lot of words.
However, apart from the fact that his hands are stronger and it hurts a bit when he hits someone, his father is not scary at all.
And Zhang Yiming has been raised to be healthy and strong, so he is not afraid of being beaten by Zhang Dazhuang. Even when his father beat him, he would cry and yell back.
But Uncle Jane doesn¡¯t.
Zhang Yiming saw clearly that when Uncle Jian beat Brother Xiyan, he didn't speak, not a word, and his face didn't look angry, angry, or vicious like his father's.
Uncle Jian looked expressionless from beginning to end.
But it looks super scary.
Therefore, Zhang Yiming still feels that Jian Xiyan was picked up by his father.
"Otherwise, if my brother Xi Yan is so cute, how could he have such a terrible father?"
Could it be that Uncle Jian beat his own son to death and then picked up Brother Xi Yan?
Zhang Yiming began to have random thoughts in his mind, but he did not continue to think deeply.
He felt a familiar cold and indifferent gaze fall on him.
Zhang Yiming: "!!!"
He turned his head stiffly, and sure enough, he once again met Jian Yi's dull and calm eyes, and that terrifying expressionless face.
Before Jian Yi could ask him what was wrong.
Zhang Yiming himself was so frightened that he almost cried.
He put down his pen, hugged his head, and shivered. He was always carefree and liked to shout, but now he was obviously trembling:
"Jian, Uncle Jane, wuwuwu, I didn't mean to desert, I really didn't, I'll write right away, I'll write now, you, don't hit me, okay?"
Jian Yi: ""
Jian Chenglang: ""
What happened to this child?
Jian Yi didn¡¯t ask him why he missed him so much, nor did he want to explore Zhang Yiming¡¯s inner thoughts. Looking at the composition with only a few sentences written in front of him, he still wrote a few concise words, urging:
"Hurry up and write."
So, in Zhang Yiming's opinion, Jian Yi meant that as long as he wrote a composition, he would not beat him.
On the contrary, if he doesn't write a composition, Jian Yi will beat him to death.
Zhang Yiming: ""
After Zhang Yiming figured it out, he almost said "Wow" and cried miserably.
Originally, he couldn't hold back any words to praise his father. Now, under the intense pressure from Jian Yi's eyes and words, he exhausted all his brain cells, and he really came up with a lot of words to praise his father. sentence.
What work is hard, people are very good, not to watch TV with him, strong body, he makes his father angry, his father did not kill him, how kind he was in his heart, his father is really the best and strongest father in the world.
???????????? In short, he praises his father to the best of his ability.
Jian Chenglang, who was watching next to him, was stunned again.
Facts have proved that children really have to push. If you don¡¯t push, you really don¡¯t know whether he is a scumbag or a top student.
Not only was Zhang Yiming scared to death, Qu Qianqian was also frightened to the point of crying by Lu Junhan.
Lu Junhan and Jian Yi are the same type of people.
He talks little, has a cold face, and has a terrifying aura. Keep away from strangers.
?But Lu Junhan was not as taciturn as Jian Yi, and the expression on his face was more expressionless rather than cold like Jian Yi.
At this moment, he was playing with the phone in his hand carelessly, looking up from time to time to see where Qu Qianqian was writing.
And when Qu Qianqian noticed that Lu Junhan was watching her from the side, she didn't even dare to raise her head, her eyes immediately turned red, she looked pitiful, her little hand was holding a pen, and she was shaking with fear.
?????????????????????????????????????:???????: Sister Lili, help me, your father is so scary.
Qu Qianqian tilted her head and wanted to ask her sister Lili for help.
At this moment, Lu Junhan happened to raise his eyes from the phone screen, and at a glance, he saw that Qu Qianqian's little head was tilted in the direction of Lu Li, as if she wanted to see how Lu Li wrote her composition. of.
Lu Junhan frowned slightly.
That little thing¡¯s essays were all messed up. If Qu Qianqian copied hers, it would be two messed up essays. Thinking of this, Lu Junhan reminded him calmly:
"What are you looking at? Write it down for you."
Lu Junhan spoke out to remind Qu Qianqian to avoid being misled by Xiao Luli.
But his voice was so cold that it sounded like a warning to Qu Qianqian, as if he was saying that if she dared to look around again, her head would be twisted off.
Qu Qianqian: ""
Qu Qianqian was so frightened that she retracted her head. She lowered her head, and tears almost burst out of her eyes, which were covered by her long hair.
Sister Lili, help!
¡°Woooooooo, your dad is looking at me.
He is still looking at me and whining.
¡°I¡¯m going to die from your father¡¯s eyes.¡±
Lu Junhan was sitting behind Qu Qianqian. When he raised his eyes, he could see nothing but her composition.
And Qu Qianqian made Lu Junhan angry, so she choked with fear and was very quiet.
It¡¯s not like Lu Li usually does, she just bursts into tears when she cries, as if she¡¯s afraid that Lu Junhan won¡¯t hear her crying.
As a result, Lu Junhan really didn't know that this little girl was so frightened by him that she felt bad.
On the contrary, the photographer captured the pitiful look of Qu Qianqian with tears in her eyes. The audience in the live broadcast room felt both pitiful and funny at the same time.
Now, Qu Qianqian no longer dared to praise herself and Lu Li.
She suddenly remembered her father's kindness.
Her father has such a good temper and is very patient. Even if she looks around, her father will not criticize her.
" Moreover, her father is also good-looking, at least not like Uncle Lu, who is cold and scary. Her father can still smile, and his smile is gentle and gentle.
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