"In this way, go and take the music academy. Take the Yangyin, the highest music academy in our country. There, you will definitely learn the best music knowledge." Jiang Jingrong encouraged the little girl and said.

Meng Chencheng heard the name of Yangyin school for the first time, and suddenly felt like a dream.

The little girl's blank reaction made Jiang Jingrong a little stunned. Only Meng Chenxi understood and explained to her with a smile: "Teacher Jiang, my sister is a little slower."

"Is that so? But she sings very well." Jiang Jingrong said, and as she spoke, she thought again, "By the way, last time she said she wanted to be a young reporter in the Youth Daily, does she also like to be a reporter?"

"She should prefer the Young People's Daily-" Meng Chenxi said hesitantly. From the beginning, my sister didn't know what the reporter was doing, and she didn't know very enthusiastically, but she was just keen on going to the Young People's Daily. All signs indicate that Meng Chencheng actually likes the Young People's Daily newspaper more than she is a reporter.

Meng Chenxi added again: "By the way, the interview diary she wrote has been published in the latest issue of the Youth Report."

"So great!" Jiang Jingrong praised the children, "Meng Chencheng, you are versatile, able to sing and write articles."

Meng Chencheng was very embarrassed: "What I wrote is not the same as what was published."

"The editor of the Youth Daily has edited manuscripts for you, right? This is nothing." Jiang Jingrong said, "Whoever edits the manuscript must proofread the manuscript. This is their job. Whether it is a manuscript written by a child or a manuscript written by an adult."

"But, my sister-in-law doesn't need to write it. Editor Hu said." Meng Chencheng remembers what Editor Hu said when he came to their house to deliver newspapers and manuscripts to Ning Yunxi.

"Your sister-in-law!" Jiang Jingrong laughed, "Who can compete with Teacher Ning? The editor dares to modify the manuscript written by Teacher Ning, and it is no longer scientific to modify it."

Ning Yunxi, who was chasing her son to the gate of Beijing Guangxi, listened to the laughter of the three of them in surprise, and asked, "What's wrong? Who is so funny?"

Jiang Jingrong hurriedly stopped and waved her hand: "No, no." She knew that Teacher Ning liked to be low-key.

Leilei heard the look, and his proud little eyebrows must be talking about his mother.

Meng Chencheng turned around and looked at his nephew: "Leilee, you are amazing, how can you convince your mother?"

Leilei slapped his little aunt: "I just said, I'll be good."

My master is so powerful that he defeated his mother in one sentence.

The others listened in surprise. Jiang Jingrong was happy and said to the helpless Ning Yunxi: "This is the real thing that is better than the blue than the blue. Teacher Ning. He should be better than the blue. He should be better than you and your husband."

Ning Yunxi shrugged and refused to admit that his son's logic was getting better and better. Who did he learn it from? It must have learned it from his parents, because family education is the best.

"Your family is really democratic. He said you were defeated and you had to bring him here." Jiang Jingrong truly admired Ning Yunxi and gave her a thumbs up. She thought about which parents could do what Ning Yunxi and the others really treated their children as equals.

"Because if you don't do this, it is equivalent to demonstrating a bad social scenario for your child and demonstrating what it means to bully the weak with the strong. How can this work?" Ning Yunxi said.
Chapter completed!