Yundai comforted him: "My sister will take you to buy Ultraman's pencil case, pencil and eraser later."

"real?"

"Of course it's true. Sister never lie. Come on, let's hook it." Yun Dai hooked the child's finger, "If Zhao Xiaojing wins, sister will give you a set of Ultraman cards."

The little guy's eyes were lit.

The little granddaughter came over: "Sister..."

Jiang Ning pinched her chubby face and said, "Sister gives you a Katie's."

"Wow!" the little granddaughter clapped excitedly, "Sister is so nice!"

Gao Wanwan, who was racking her brains to recall, angrily: "It's so noisy, get out!"

The two children were so scared that they started to cry.

This angered Wanhua's son and daughter-in-law.

They all cursed back: "You can't get Xiao Jing's test, so you have to compare memorizing. If you can't memorize it now, just vent your anger at the child. Do you want shame? I think you should stop comparing, this house will give Xiao Jing! Anyway, this is my grandfather's last wish!"

Wan Moli hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, Wanwan didn't do it on purpose. You two should say less. They are all a family, so why are you making trouble?"

Wanhua's daughter-in-law snorted coldly: "On weekdays, she is arrogant because she has a lot of money. Now she is being compared by Xiao Jing, so she is crazy."

Wan Moli's face is a little green.

But in order not to affect her daughter's dictation, she endured it.

A quarter of an hour has arrived.

Wanhua took back the two notebooks, compared them a little, then spread them on the table, and said, "You can see for yourself. Whoever loses wins and loses, I don't need to say anything."

Let's get together.

Gao Wanwan wrote a whole page, but compared with the original version, there were a lot of typos, and many sentences were repeated.

Gao Wanwan was still trying to win over her respect: "It's already amazing to be able to write so much after only ten minutes!"

"Yes, yes, you are so awesome." Yun Dai praised, and took Zhao Yuanjing's notebook on it, "Come on, let's enjoy it for you, what is the super memory that you can never forget."

Gao Wanwan looked disdainful, but she still looked down uncontrollably.

When she saw this, her expression froze.

Although Zhao Yuanjing only wrote one page, the handwriting on the notebook was so beautiful, not only beautiful, but also without a single word or a single sentence.

There are some traditional Chinese characters that Gao Wanwan doesn't even know at all.

Zhao Yuanjing can write it, not only write it, but also write it very well.

It’s good to see Gao Wanwan suspect that she is reading a copy of a calligraphy.

She asked blankly: "Zhao Xiaojing, have you always written so well?"

"no."

Zhao Yuanjing denied it.

He started to write at the age of three, but what he wrote was still very ugly at that time.

However, it was well written in a few years.

This is still the pen he doesn't use to, if it were a brush...

Forget it, he doesn't want to be too high-profile.

Needless to say, Zhao Yuanjing won.

Wan Moli's face is not only green, but also blue.

livid.

She said sourly: "When did Xiao Jing become so promising? Little sister, you gave birth to a good son."

Whether it was his son's score or his beautiful handwriting, it was quite sudden for Wan Mei.

She smiled embarrassedly and said, "The child works hard on his own, but I actually don't care much."

Wan Moli smiled dryly.
Chapter completed!