I Want to Be Friends With You

Jingjing really felt that Miao Miao made a very good idea.

Because everyone has to eat, selling rice is the easiest way, and business will be very good.

Zhou Yuan listened to their excited voices. They didn't seem to care about where to buy raw materials, how to make them, when to cook, where to sell them, and to whom, these issues.

Little children, they will probably be happy if they know an idea.

Zhou Yuan really didn't have the heart to expose their immature plans.

Even if they were to follow their plan, there was no way to implement it.

One aspect is that there is no start-up capital, no storefront, and no chef. It is definitely unrealistic for Miaomiao to be a chef. The other aspect is that they are really just children. This problem is more serious than the previous one.

Zhou Yuan decided to let them realize that this plan would not work.

After all, cruelly piercing the dreams of children is a matter that requires technical content.

So Zhou Yuan watched their topic and discussed about how much money they could earn every day, and then what they would do to earn money.

Miao Miao's face was red because of excitement, and his eyes flashed with a light called dream, which could also be called the light of money.

Jingjing said, "After we make money, I will buy cosmetics for my mother. My mother especially likes one called Lamei, but she said it is too expensive..."

Miao Miao said cheerfully, "Then I want to buy too." Others' mothers have them, and her mother also has them.

Deng Feng squatted and said, "I...I..."

Jingjing was unhappy, "No, no, you can't buy it. There is only one bottle. My mother said that there is only the last bottle left on the official website. I said it first, so I want to buy it."

Deng Feng said, "That...that...well...well."

Miao Miao thought for a while, that's right, Jingjing proposed it first, so Jingjing should buy it.

Zhou Yuan, who was next to him, didn't know if only one bottle of cosmetics was left. Should they complain that they haven't made any money yet, they are now at the risk of breaking up because of a bottle of cosmetics.

But the children don't hold grudges, and they quickly skipped this topic and officially started discussing their going to sell rice.

"I heard my mother say that those who sell food will make ten or twenty thousand a day." Jingjing said, "We are still three people, and we must make more than this."

Ten to twenty thousand, what concept is that! The eyes of Miao Miao and Deng Feng had already begun to look forward to.

"Wait...Wait for me...have...have...so much money...I will...buy...the school...!" Deng Feng began to speak his bold words.

Miao Miao thought it was OK, "Then after we buy it, the poor students at home don't need to pay."

When Zhou Yuan, who was already squeezing a smile and holding back a lot, heard these words, she still felt like she had been hit by a small shock. She worked very hard to make money, thinking that when she had money, she would not Let other children give money.

So cute.

Jingjing's eyes lit up suddenly, and she took Miao Miao's hand and said to her, "Will I be the principal then?"

"Yes." A voice suddenly came from behind.

The three children raised their heads and saw the principal of their school smiled and said, the pleats on his face looked a little scary.

They see the principal every morning when they enter the school gate. The principal stands at the school gate to watch the children enter the school, but he is different from other teachers standing at the school gate. He can’t laugh, so everyone knows the principal. But they are a little afraid of the principal.

But Miao Miao is a little embarrassed. In Miao Miao's opinion, the principal must be very powerful, and only very powerful people can be. Because all the teachers in their school listen to the principal and their students must listen to the teacher, so the principal is the most powerful. .

The old principal moved a stool over, sat next to him, and said, "Student Jingjing, what will you do after you become the principal?"

He was originally patrolling outside, and then when he passed by this class, he heard them saying what to do if he had money.

Jingjing is different from Miao Miao, she has a lively nature, "When I become the principal, I burn all the books, and then tell the teachers, ah, there is no book, there is no way to go to class, so you go with your children We said, go home, go home to sleep."

The principal was amused by this tone, "Then everyone went home to sleep and failed the final exam. What should parents do if they bother to find the principal? Other schools get 100 points, and their principal will tell you, you Why don’t the students of the school fail the exam? Are you the principal without a management number?"

Jingjing thought of the scene, swallowed, as if she had already seen it, the parents walked over fiercely with the report card, and then heard it again. Other principals were laughing at her.

Jing Jing shrank her head, "Then I'm not the principal."

Miao Miao listened quietly beside her. She actually didn't quite understand what was involved in it, but she thought the principal was very good.

Can't tell the specific reason, but she just thinks the principal is very good. It's different from what I originally thought, just like a physical education teacher. It looks fierce, but it's not.

In her small heart, a thought was implanted for the first time, that is, don't just look at the surface.

She herself did not notice the existence of such thoughts.

The principal turned his head and saw Miao Miao's little classmate looking at him. He naturally knew that this child hadn't had his permission at the beginning. It was impossible for this child to enter their primary school directly without going to kindergarten.

The principal smiled and said to Miao Miao, "If Miao Miao became the principal, what would he do?"

The first time Miao Miao was questioned by the principal, she was a little nervous and her hands were shaking, but she still said what she wanted to say, "I'll let Zhou Zhou go to sixth grade."

Zhou Yuan was listening next to him, and he really couldn't get in the thoughts of these children.

Unexpectedly, suddenly Miao Miao mentioned him.

What was even more surprising to him was how could Miao Miao say this? Is it possible that you don't want to be at the same table with him?

The principal asked patiently, "Why should Zhou Zhou go to sixth grade?" Zhou Zhou pointed to Zhou Yuan next to her tomorrow.

Miao Miao said, "Because Zhou Zhou is my best friend, if I become the principal, he will realize his wish. His wish is that he does not want to go to the first grade." In Miao Miao's mind, the highest grade is the sixth grade. It's grade, so when I say it, I mean to go to sixth grade.

Not long after Miao Miao got to know Zhou Yuan, he heard Zhou Yuan tell his mother that he didn't want to go to first grade, and he didn't want to play with a group of kids who didn't know anything.

She always remembered that Miao Miao thought he was so smart and he would definitely like to play with the smarter children.

The principal looked at Zhou Zhou, a dumb boy next to him. He was surprised because this kid was really a genius. He had come to him and wanted to change school, but now his expression shouldn't be like going to sixth grade.

So the principal said, "You don't need to be the principal. Zhou Zhou can go to the sixth grade now, but he is going to the sixth grade, so he won't be able to be at the same table with you in the future."

Miao Miao's nose was sour, and the corners of her mouth slumped. She was a little sad, "It's okay, I will also go to sixth grade in the future, when I become smarter."

The principal said quickly, "Zhou Zhou, do you want to go to sixth grade?"

Zhou Yuan secretly held the hand of the small classmate next to him under the table, and said, "The sixth grade is too busy. I am still in the first grade."

The principal said, "It seems that the principal is really not good at all."

Zhou Yuan: "..." These adults...

Zhou Yuan also recalled at this moment, when Miao Miao knew about it. After all, he had only told his mother once at school, and there should be no chance to hear it at other times.

It seems that the original saying is, "I am a waste of time in elementary school, which is equivalent to a waste of time for money and life. The IQ God gave me is not letting me waste this group of children who don’t understand anything. I have no common language with them at all."

Zhou Yuan: "..." Shut up.