"Working beside me, I only ask for a little!" Ji Jing still opened his mouth and looked at Antai with heavy eyes.
Antai palms out of a layer of sweat for no reason, he nodded, "you say."
"Loyalty, can you do it?"
Yes, people around you may not need to be smart, but they must be loyal.
Antai took a deep breath. Instead of making a promise or vowing, Antai said, "look at me."
Ji Jing jaw head, and then from the shelf of the study took out a document to him, "take it back to see."
Antai was overjoyed. After thanking Ji Jing again and again, he left with the document in his hand.
Ji Jing sent Antai downstairs, uncle's Huanhuan and Ji Lian came over, and several children were chatting in the old room.
Ji Jing waved his hand to Antai, who was ready to leave. Then Ji Jing stepped into his room.
When it's time to lie on the bed, the books are still in front of her. A few children are already rolling in her room. Drums, accordions, guitars and so on are all over the room. A few people are going to hold a concert here. Tianheng stands by, very speechless.
The rhythm of the drum and the mouthpiece organ are inexplicably still a little bit rhythmic. It's just too noisy, not to mention the constant interlude of the guitar.
"What are you doing?" Ji Jing forehead veins straight jump, these kids want to rebel?
As soon as he came in, the music stopped.
Ji Jing stood in the center of the room with his waist akimbo, and had to speak to a few kids again, "what are you doing here?"
"Singing to my sister," Huanhuan raised her head and looked naive. "I sang to my mother when she was sick. After singing, my mother said it didn't hurt."
Ji Jing has a headache. The little princess is spoiled by her uncle. She is a little naive and has some talent in music. She is already a child star in the celebrity circle at a young age, but the child star is more noble and does not perform easily.
"Tianheng, take them out!"
Ji Jing orders, and as soon as his voice falls, he remembers the fierce rhythm of the drum. It's Ji Lian.
"You don't hear me, do you?"
Ji Jing stepped forward and lifted Ji Lian up from his chair. The fierce action startled him, "teacher..."
Ji Lian is familiar with the swing twice, and then jumped into Ji Jing's arms, "big cousin, how are you angry?"
Different from Tian Heng, this boy is very skinny. Let him go to the left, he must go to the West!
Ji Jing can't help but raise his hand and slap him twice on the buttocks, pulling his collar and pulling him down from his arms, "go down and fight your drum away!"
Ji Lian almost fell down, but he was not coquettish. The five-year-old child picked up a drum and went out. He was so frightened that he said, "Tianheng, please help him."
"It's OK. I'll get used to it." Tian Heng followed Ji Lian and urged him to go faster
It's time for me to say "...."
Looking at a few children to clean things out, Ji Jing just pressed the forehead, "noisy to death?"
He finished, but did not wait for the time to answer, looked down and found that she looked at him with a smile, not from the tip of his brow, "what's the matter? What do you think I'll do? "
When I saw him step on the platform for the first time, I thought how could this man be so calm? Ming Ming is about their age.
But now she knows that after years with so many children, she will have the ability to plan as a whole.
"What's the matter?" He sat down beside her in a soft voice.
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