"Mom, go with dad.
You two haven't been together for a long time."
An Yiran said with ulterior motives, "I want to go to Kunlun Mountain with my brother."
"You and Xiaojie?"
Su Lianyi felt a little strange and looked in the direction of An Yingjie, "Are you going to Kunlun Mountain with your sister?"
An Yiran looked straight at An Yingjie from behind Su Lianyi.
An Yingjie wanted this sister very much when he was a child.
As an invisible girl control, of course he couldn't stand the direct pleading look in his eyes, so he agreed vaguely: "Yes."
Su Lianyi was still a little worried and said, "How about you go to Venezuela with us?"
As soon as An Baisheng heard this, his eyes changed.
With these two children, how can we live in a world of two?
Even though they had relatively little contact with An Baisheng, the backbone of the An family, since childhood, An Yiran and An Yingjie felt as if they had directly heard An Baisheng's inner call.
Even if I could understand this kind of rejection for them, it still makes me a little sad to think about it.
However, he still refused and said: "Venezuela is too hot, and most of the people there are Indians.
It is better to go back home.
We still prefer to climb mountains."
"Okay."
Su Lianyi still hasn't let go.
This is the first time they have gone out since they were young.
Can these two brothers and sisters handle it?
An Baisheng had long seen Su Lianyi's worries.
Children of the An family have always been self-reliant and not afraid of hardships.
How could such a small thing become an obstacle?
However, she comforted Su Lianyi and said, "You have to believe in them.
They are as independent and self-reliant as you."
The implication is that you are so good, and they are your sons.
How could it be wrong?
Su Lianyi nodded as expected.
It seems that every wife slave has a unique way of managing his wife.
As soon as the weekend was over, An Yiran resumed school days.
An Yiran no longer dared to desert during Chinese class.
Others raised their hands and rushed to answer the questions, but they couldn't get it.
As she sat down, the teacher asked her to answer.
Thinking about it this way, haha, it is quite an idea with the spirit of Ah Q.
An Yiran now misses the days when he could use magic freely in his previous life.
Although she had never entered a magic academy to study formally in her previous life, she still had some yearning for it and it was a pity that she never went to school in the end.
In this era, since An Yiran went to school, he didn't like it very much.
All the fun classes in the academies of magical civilization are somewhat aggressive and dangerous.
Of course, there are also courses like the modern history of the Orr continent that are so boring that it makes people jump.
In the age of science and technology, everything a young child can come into contact with is guaranteed to be safe and not challenging at all, which is not conducive to cultivating the spirit of daring to fight, dare to venture, and dare to take risks.
Even if An Yi is now a minor child, what flows in his blood is still the wildness and cruelty of the beasts in the Forest of No Return, the disdain and arrogance of the ants, and the time-honored indifference and cruelty.
This is the wildness and nature flowing deep in the soul.
However, this world put on a human cloak for her, and she was a human from then on.
God knows how much it challenges the nature left in her blood when she sits down in class.
"An Yiran, may I ask what you think after reading The Colors of Spring."
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An Yiran stood up helplessly.
God, she didn't want to stand up and answer such idiotic questions: "I think the little sparrow, the little swallow, and the little oriole all made their remarks, which shows that everyone's thoughts are It’s different.
Spring is also different in everyone’s eyes.
We express each other’s ideas without being hindered.
This is our respect for each other.”
After listening to such philosophical words, Mrs.
Miejie praised: "Well said, listen to it.
This sentence contains a very rich philosophy of life, from theory to practice.
You should learn from An Yiran in the future." ah."
The entire first grade class was applauding her.
An Yiran felt his face was a little hot.
An Yiran has been immersed in the Internet for so long in this era.
She has long been an Internet addicted girl.
Cutting off the Internet is like losing her life.
An Yiran reads most things with mental energy, so he browses in detail and reads very quickly.
I also read a lot of Chicken Soup for the Soul, and my ability to make things up is slowly improving.
Even coding novels are full of inspiration.
If you ask her, she can tell you a few words now.
As for writing novels where she described something that she didn't remember very clearly, she just made it up randomly.
Anyway, she just had to come back to it in the end.
The editors on that website started looking for her to sign contracts.
An Yiran was only so serious when taking Chinese classes.
No other teacher could be as annoying as Master Jue.
Except for Chinese, An Yiran's scores in other subjects are basically close to full marks.
Do you have the right to disturb the self-growth of such a genius?
Isn't this just a waste of time?
Well, that's right.
All the teachers in the school thought that An Yiran had already learned this part of the knowledge and no longer needed to learn it.
After school, An Yiran walked home alone.
Fu Xi was sick today.
Li Yi said that he was directly promoted to the semi-finals after performing well in the last game.
An Yiran was left alone among the threesome who went home to fight, walking alone on the small road next to the street.
Without the usual two people, it was so quiet and felt a little lonely.
The road An Yiran walked home was lined with major high-end residential areas, and their home was a little inside.
These high-end residential areas are all beautifully built, with railings almost 4 meters high.
The walls of most residential areas are particularly brilliant or have a European artistic feel.
Through the black railings, you can see the exquisite and splendid buildings inside.
The security guard at the entrance of each community has a very straight back and wears a suit like a white-collar worker who usually goes to work.
Suddenly, An Yiran saw a young man in black clothes in front of him leaping directly over the high railing and landing smoothly on the ground, firmly and unscathed.
An Yiran looked at the young man in great surprise.
The young man wore a black peaked cap, which was held down so low that only the bridge of his nose, as straight as a snow peak, and lips as thin as cicada wings could be seen, with a hint of youthful softness and unruliness in his outline.
The boy in black ignored the child and planned to leave in a completely different direction from An Yiran.
An Yiran looked at this young man, his heart beating loudly.
He took two steps forward and shouted, "Wait a minute."
The boy in black had no idea that a mortal child could see him and dare to tell him to stop.
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He raised a disdainful smile and looked back at the little girl in front of him.
The little girl has a cute bun, and her very soft hair gently falls on both sides of her face, contrasting with her fair skin.
The dark eyes were as deep as a cold pool, the nose stood up playfully, the lips were slightly raised, and there was a smile in the shape of the lips.
This is a very beautiful little girl.
Just looking at this girl gives me a feeling of aura.
The boy in black looked again and recalled in his mind the little girl who invited him to eat beef noodles when he was living in the world
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