An xiaonuan jumped up from Yeming's leg.
Then I heard the muffled voice of Lord Yeming.
An xiaonuan hurriedly pressed the thigh he had just stepped on for him.
"What are you doing?" Yezi Rui asked, looking at his strange parents downstairs.
"It's okay, it's just careless." Ann said with a red face.
"Oh." the night Son Rui didn't ask again and took two cups to pick up the water.
This night, Ziyu won every time stone, scissors and paper. He doubted whether the game could be cheated.
"I'm sorry, husband, are you okay?" Ann xiaonuan asked guilt.
"Nothing."
Yeming Jue took a look at wennuan, and then took another look at Yezi Rui's back.
So that night, there was a heated discussion about "whether to go to the interest class" in the bedroom of Yezi Rui and Yezi Yu.
Of course, this intense can only be used on Yezi Rui, and the other two have no expression in the whole process.
Especially Lord Yeming.
"I'm just asking where you're going, not whether you want to go," he said as he looked at the book in his hand.
In his hand was the "overview of Longcheng interest class" collected by Yeqing.
"Why should we go to the interest class?" asked Ye Ziyu.
He doesn't object to going to the interest class, but why does he suddenly want to go to the interest class?
You should also know your crime before sending it to the frontier.
"Because I think your homework is too little, which is not conducive to your growth. Well, take a closer look at this, choose the answer and tell me tomorrow." Lord Yeming put the book in his hand in front of the two brothers, and then got up and left their room.
Night Son Rui looked at the book in front of him and gnawed his teeth.
He reached out and was ready to lose the book.
He doesn't want to go to the interest class. It's boring and a waste of time. He might as well go home and practice the piano.
"Don't move, let me see." the night Son Yu stretched out his hand to stop him.
"This booklet is not made in a day or two. It's so detailed and there are field visits. Dad's heart that he wants us to go to the interest class is very firm. You can't resist."
Night Son Yu looked at this very detailed manual in his hand and said.
The information in this is much more detailed than those leaflets. My father must have thought so long ago.
Yezi Rui was just angry. As soon as he heard that there was no turning back, he could only look down at the manual in Yezi Yu's hand.
After watching it for less than two minutes, the two brothers who were still complaining immediately said: I'm going to the interest class!
Now, now, now!
Yeziyu is interested in a Mathematical Olympiad class. There are so many Mathematical Olympiad classes, which are basically the same, but the most interesting thing is the cross stage Mathematical Olympiad competition.
Yezi Rui is interested in a piano class.
There is nothing special about this piano class, but Yezi Rui thought the teacher looked better, so he chose this.
After deciding which to go, Yezi Rui began to think about the problem of "why go to the interest class".
"Maybe it's because the time has come." night Ziyu lowered his head to read a book and said without raising his head.
"How could it be? I think we must have done something to make dad unhappy." Yezi Rui said with one hand supporting his chin and the other on the table.
He thought carefully, stroked his recent action track, and finally found that he was really speechless to his father's big vinegar jar!
After reaching a conclusion, he said to yeziyu in earnest, "he thinks we are in the way."
Night Son Yu turned a page without expression: "are you the first genius to know?"
Night Son Rui choked and had nothing to say.
Yes, it's not just that. What's so surprising.
So when they had breakfast the next day, the two brothers told Lord Yeming their choice last night.
"Are you going to the interest class? Why do you suddenly think of this?" an xiaonuan really didn't want to report to them for the interest class. Suddenly, he was a little confused when he heard the news.
"They feel they still have a lot to learn," replied Lord Yeming.
"Oh, well, children are the best age for learning at this age. Come on!"
After dinner, an xiaonuan went to the company in Yeming Jue's car.
I haven't been to the company for several days, and I don't know whether the new season's products have been designed.
When he got to the office, an xiaonuan saw three women standing at the desk at night nine. Night nine was looking down. He didn't know what he was looking at.
"How did you get so complete today?" Ann xiaonuan asked, looking at the three people standing in the office.
These three people are no one else. They are her current assistant Tang Xin, her former assistant Qin Jing, and Ji Qing, who is also a designer and assistant.
"Qin Jing, come back, how are you doing?" as an xiaonuan's former assistant, she was very qualified. But later, an xiaonuan found that she liked design very much, so she sent her to a foreign school to study for some time.
I haven't had time to come back until now.
"Very good, thank you for your cultivation," Qin Jing said with sincere thanks on her face.
"Well, how did you get together?" an xiaonuan looked at the other two people.
Tang Xin spoke first: "Mr. an, I brought Miss Ji to hand in the design draft of this quarter. I met Miss Qin by chance. She learned that I was your current assistant, so she taught me something."
It's understandable why all three people are here.
"Well, you go to work first. Qingqing and Qin Jing stay first. I'll tell you the conversation. I haven't seen you for a long time."
"OK, Mr. an."
After Tang Xin left, Ji Qing said to an xiaonuan, "sister xiaonuan, there is a design draft drawn by me this quarter. Let's see if you can find it?"
"Your design style is so distinctive. How can I not know? Let me introduce you to Qin Jing, a designer who used to be my assistant and will work in our company later."
Then he took Ji Qing and said to Qin Jing, "this is the niece of master meticulously. Her name is Ji Qing. She is studying in our company for the time being. You will be colleagues in the future."
After the three talked for a while, Qin Jing and Ji Qing left.
Ann xiaonuan still has a lot of work. They also have work and can't just chat.
After they left, an xiaonuan sat in his position and read the design draft.
She just saw the end, and she didn't see Kong Mingming's design.
"Where's Mingming's design?" an xiaonuan asked yejiu.
"She took half a day off today and said she would send it in the afternoon."
"Does she still use the manuscript?" she remembered that she had told Mingming before that she had better draw on the board. The preservation effect of the manuscript was poor and unsafe.
But she's still using the manuscript?
"It seems so." yejiu replied.
"Well, I'll go to her myself this afternoon."