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Chapter 505 My eldest brother is my role model

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    Tang Li squatted down in front of him with his backpack in his arms: "Then go and report the news. I will tell you that you secretly let me in."

    The little guy obviously didn¡¯t expect this kind of operation, and he was stunned.

    Tang Li stood up and walked to the other side.

    Song Jingtian led the corgi and followed closely behind, chattering non-stop: "Don't run around, the place is heavily guarded. I can't protect you if something happens."

    Tang Li responded casually without stopping.

    "How did you get in?" Song Jingtian asked.

    Tang Li asked him back: "Are you not used to living here?"

    The little guy groaned: "What's wrong with it? I just eat, drink, and poop as usual. Of course, there are also disadvantages. My elder brother took away my tablet."

    "Because you registered a v-Bo account?"

    ""

    Song Jingtian glared at her.

    Looking at the little guy with red lips and white teeth, Tang Li asked again: "I heard that you are going to transfer to another school?"

    "uh-huh!"

    Speaking of this, Song Jingtian was a little proud: "After finishing second grade next year, I plan to skip a grade. After graduating from elementary school, I will go to the middle school affiliated to Huangyan Military Academy and then skip two grades. At that time, my eldest brother will definitely still be in office.  When I am admitted to the Huangyan Military Academy, I will be like my elder brother and serve as a soldier for a few years, then I will become an official after gaining experience. In the future, our old Song family will be able to produce two presidents."

    ¡°¡­Sounds very good.¡±

    "of course."

    Song Jingtian put his hands behind his back and stretched out his belly: "My eldest brother is my role model. Apart from being the president, I have not found any other position that can match my status."

    "" Tang Li twitched the corners of his lips.

    The little guy said and glanced sideways at her: "You are like this. When I take office, you can barely be the spokesperson of Tan Palace."

    "Thank you very much."

    At this moment, Aunt Min appeared on the edge of the lawn.

    She came to see Song Jingtian.

    Seeing Tang Li and the others, Aunt Min came over and her eyes fell on Song Jingtian: "As soon as I came back, I shouted that I wanted to watch "Original Sin". Everyone in the living room turned on the TV for you. Why are you here?"

    When Song Jingtian heard this, two blushes spread on his little face.

    He glanced at Tang Li with his peripheral vision: "If our teacher hadn't asked for it, I wouldn't have watched it."

    Aunt Min turned her head and looked at Tang Li kindly: "Since Miss Tang is here, let's go upstairs and sit for a while. In this season, especially in the evening, the insects and ants on the lawn will come out."

    Tang Li glanced at the second floor of Tan Palace.

    Seeing her concerns, Aunt Min smiled slightly and said, "The old lady is resting in her room. She won't wake up until about five o'clock, which is still more than half an hour from now."

    Tang Li listened and did not refuse.

    As soon as he entered the living room, Song Jingtian released the leash and climbed onto the Roman Thomas sofa. He took the remote control and changed the channel. He noticed that Tang Li was looking at the painting on the wall. He specially introduced: "That's Sean Scully."  The painting "Sky Curtain" and this one."

    As he spoke, he got off the sofa and pointed at the abstract oil painting on the other side of the wall, which was like a splash of red ink: "Who do you think painted it?"

    Seeing that he was pretending to be mysterious, Tang Li named the two graffiti artists: "Jean-Michel Basquiat? Julie Merlot?"

    "Wrong!" The little guy put his hands full of flesh behind his back with a shy expression: "I drew it when I was five years old. My eldest brother thought it was good, so we hung it here when we moved in."

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