The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 108 0108. Do you want to learn to draw? (13)

It was already the end of February and the beginning of March when school started, and Zhuang Xinian was one year older, and his stature also increased a little, but he still couldn't keep up with Jiang Shaoheng and Mu Qingyun who seemed to be on steroids.

These two people don't seem to have the concept of growing slower than girls when they were young, and they have been leading the way in height.

The late spring cold in March has passed, and both northerners and southerners have washed and packed their coats, cotton jackets and other clothes.

Zhuang Xinian, who had put on a relatively thin spring shirt, seemed to be taller, and the baby fat on his face was slightly reduced, making him look more beautiful and bright.

After the midterm exam, it was the May Day holiday, but they didn’t go out to play during this holiday, because Zhuang’s father had an art exhibition just in time, so he flew abroad, and because May Day had a small holiday, many people and children were sick It is easy to get infected, so Mama Cai, a pediatrician, is also on duty.

So the dealer is equivalent to no one.

Zhuang Xinian was taken to the Jiang family to spend the holiday.

Because Zhuang Xinian showed a high interest in painting and never forgot, so the whole vacation was to learn to paint besides doing homework.

The holidays are so flatly spent.

Entering May, the weather gradually starts to get hotter.

The original three spring shirts became two, and then one, and it was only late May when they were replaced with short sleeves.

Summer seems to pass very slowly, every day is so hot, and the occasional rain is like rain after a long drought.

Cicadas kept singing on the tree, and the text reading in the teaching building seemed to be affected by the heat and became weak.

Zhuang Xinian is the most intolerant to heat.

At this time, the whole person was slumped on the table, constantly spraying water mist on his face with a water spray bottle, in order to make it cooler when the fan swept over him.

The weather is too hot, and the children are reluctant to go out to play after class. They would rather stay in the classroom and continue steaming buns than go out to be a roast suckling pig.

Zhuang Xinian was lying on the table, eyes half closed, spraying water mist on herself continuously "puchipuchi", and said in a weak voice: "Brother Shaoheng, I'm so hot! I want to go home..."

Jiang Shaoheng was also too hot to maintain his image as a cute and handsome young man. The broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead in small clusters, and there were fine beads of sweat sticking to his forehead, but Even so, his spirit is still fuller than his peers.

But at this moment, he was still fanning Zhuang Xinian with a manual fan in his hand, changing directions from time to time to ensure that Zhuang Xinian's whole body was taken care of in all aspects.

The voice she spoke was still so gentle, just with a little helplessness towards the hot weather, "Nian Nian, be good, bear with me, summer vacation will be in one month."

Zhuang Xinian almost didn't have the strength to speak anymore.

In the remaining month, Zhuang Xinian realized how much patience Jiang Shaoheng told her to endure!
The weather is only in June, why can it soar to a maximum of 37 degrees, and the temperature usually has to be 35 degrees?

Fortunately, after the final exam of the second semester of the fourth grade was over, Zhuang Xinian completely transformed herself into a rich young lady who didn't leave her home.

I love air-conditioned rooms, air-conditioned rooms love me!
　Good evening babies!
　　Happy reading!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)