After adopting an abusive hero [Transmigration Book]

Xiaobai was asked to be a model for Tang Zi. The little white cat squatted on the chair, meowing and posing in a sexy pose.

However, no matter how good the model is, Tang Zi found that he had no artistic talent at all. For some reason, the flowing hand that signed the signature seemed to be suffering from shaking disease, and the lines drawn were all distorted.

After finishing a painting with great difficulty, Tang Zi looked left and right and felt that it was not good enough. He frowned and crumpled up the drawing paper and threw it into the wastebasket to start again.

Du Anxiao didn't speak, and watched Tang Zia throw away the two drawing papers quietly, got up and went into the kitchen and took out a piece of sugar cake stuffed with bean paste, while Tang Zia was concentrating on the third drawing paper , popped it into his mouth.

"Ugh..."

Tang Zi subconsciously covered his mouth and chewed twice.

what!Why is it so sweet?

"Is it sweet?" Du Anxiao asked with a smile.

"sweet……"

Tang Zi swallowed the glutinous rice cake with difficulty, resisting the feeling of being so sweet and greasy to the point of nausea.

The glutinous rice cake itself is sweet, and the bean paste is even sweeter. When added together, it is so sweet that both humans and gods are angry. He reasonably suspects that Du Anxiao wants to sweeten him to death!

"Do you want more?" Du Anxiao handed over the second piece of candy.

"No more!" Tang Zi immediately refused, and found out that his tone was not good after speaking, so he hurriedly changed back: "I want to give it to my brother."

"Little Zircon is so good, my brother has already eaten, this is for Xiao Zircon."

Tang Zi held the candy cake and wanted to cry, but he really didn't want to eat it, so he took the risk to please him and said, "It's only counting if I watch my brother eat it."

Du Anxiao was so warm that his heart trembled, how could he be willing to refuse the child's kindness, he smiled and opened his mouth to bite the sugar cake, and took it away.

Tang Zi's hand stopped in midair in a daze, he thought Du Anxiao would catch it with his hand...

The sweet and soft glutinous rice cake is filled with soft and delicate bean paste. Most importantly, this is what the cub feeds him.

Du Anxiao felt that his body and mind were soaked in sweetness, and his whole body was bubbling with happiness.

Tang Zi: "Brother, okay, is it delicious?"

Du An Xiao snapped a kiss on Tang Zi's small face: "It's as sweet as Xiao Zi."

Tang Zi froze, and an unbelievable shock swept over him.

Could it be that Du Anxiao has that kind of thought for him?

Although Du Anxiao was a scumbag who abused children in his previous life, he didn't show any interest in him. Could it be that Du Anxiao in this life wants to do that kind of thing to him?

Tang Zi felt a chill.

This scumbag, Du Anxiao, should be punished by heaven and earth!

Tang Zi looked at Du Anxiao nervously, his whole body was as stiff as a quick rock, but Du Anxiao didn't make any further movements, he rubbed his son's head like a real father playing with his child.

Du Anxiao: "Is Xiao Zi finished painting?"

Resisting the strangeness in his heart, Tang Zi forcibly shifted his attention to the painting: "I think the painting is not good, and I want to draw another one."

Du Anxiao: "Einstein made three chairs when he was a child."

Tang Zi: "?"

What, what Tan?

Du Anxiao: "He gave one of them to the teacher, and the teacher said: 'I don't think there will be any uglier chair in the world', and Einstein firmly said: 'No, there is', Then he took out the other two uglier chairs he made, and the teacher realized that the chairs submitted by Einstein had made great progress compared with the previous two chairs."

Tang Zi: "..."

Du Anxiao: "You have just started art class, so you don't need to come up with very good works, as long as the teacher knows that you have worked hard, that's enough."

Tang Zi didn't want to admit that he was comforted, especially this kind of fable that only children would buy, but when Du Anxiao took out the other two drawing papers from the wastebasket and put them in his hands At that time, he could hardly restrain the emotion that was churning in his chest, and his heart throbbed with pain.

No one had ever said anything like that to him.

Never before in his world had such naive remarks appeared.

Just work hard, it doesn't matter if you don't get results, no matter how you cover it up, it's just an excuse for the weak.

"Don't be so stubborn, I've eaten all the sweets and cakes, so Xiao Zi will just treat it as a finished painting, okay?"

Du Anxiao still had a smile on his face, but there was a lot of caution hidden in his words.

He had told Tang Zi before that he would reward him with candy cakes when he finished his painting, so when Du Anxiao went to the kitchen to get Tang Zi a candy cake, it was equivalent to acquiescing that Tang Zi had finished his painting.

Tang Zi realized this, and his mood became more and more complicated.

"... Has there really been any progress?"

"of course."

"Since my brother said so, then, well."

"So cute." Du Anxiao rubbed Tang Zi's little head: "Xiao Zi will bring the painting to the teacher tomorrow, and the teacher will definitely praise you."

Tang Zi hummed unwillingly.

……

The next day, Tang Zi became famous in the class.

Not every child has joined the art class, but every child has joined the class.

Most of the parents still have a respectful attitude towards the teacher. It is unprecedented for someone like Du Anxiao to dismantle the situation face to face.

Children have a special hero complex, they won't admire Du Anxiao for being a strange person, they will admire Tang Zi for having a strange father.

Tang Zircon's father is very powerful, and this kind of admiration will be transferred to Tang Zircon.

Moreover, Tang Zi’s feeling is indeed different from before. The withdrawn little boy who was always wounded disappeared, replaced by a still indifferent but aloof young boy who came to school in clean and tidy clothes every day. , there is a driver to pick you up, and you will also bring your own hearty lunch.

By the way, the children's lunch today is a normal bento plus a box of sugar cakes.

Yes, a box, a whole box of glutinous rice cakes!

Tang Zi was worried about dessert.

If he finished eating this thing, he might have to go to the ICU on the spot.

I really don't know where Du Anxiao's prejudice came from. He thought that it's okay for children to like sweets, but he can still make them so sweet, bursting sweet...but he still dare not refuse.

This box of sugar cake was made by Du Anxiao himself. Although with the help of the chef, Du Anxiao can at most fill the glutinous rice with bean paste, but he really put a lot of thought into it, and gave it to him like a treasure. How could Tang Zi dare to say no to it.

Even when he heard the word sugar cake, his scalp tingled.

If Du Anxiao knew what Tang Zi was thinking, it would be called real scalp numbness. He could clearly remember that in the original book it was clearly written that Tang Zi liked eating sweets, especially sugar cakes filled with bean paste, and even If the master made a mistake, he would be forgiven on the spot as long as he offered a few candies.

The study committee was distributing papers, and Tang Zi was the only one left in the row, so the study committee gave him all the papers of a group: "Tang Zi, this is your group's homework, and you can give it to someone when they come back."

"Okay." Tang Zi collected the papers, but found that the study committee member hadn't left yet. He glanced at the study committee member and felt that the other party seemed to be looking at the sugar cake in front of him, so he pushed the box in his hand: "Do you want a piece?" ?”

"Thank you." The study committee member took a piece unceremoniously, ate it, and commented: "It's delicious, can I have another piece?"

Tang Zi seemed to have seen the savior, and suddenly learned the polite words that he had never used before without a teacher: "Eat whatever you want, don't be polite!"

Lovely pastries have never failed to seduce children. What's more, this box of sugar cakes really took a lot of effort from the chef. The sugar cakes look like small animals. They are placed in a beautiful nine-square grid. They are lifelike, have different shapes, and emit a sweet smell , attracted the attention of many children.

Those who are still in the classroom at this point are either obsessed with studying and did not go to eat, or they are still a little dissatisfied after eating.

Sitting next to Tang Zi, the little fat man stretched his neck, his eyes were straight: "Well, can I have a piece?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." is whether you can wipe off the drool first.

Tang Zi swallowed the last half of the sentence silently, and "selflessly" gave him a piece of the sugar cake.

The little fat man swallowed a piece of sugar cake in one gulp, and was moved to tears: "It's delicious, thank you, you are such a good person."

Tang Zi: "..."

The sound of swallowing saliva came from around, Tang Zi looked around in a complicated mood, and said "generously", "Do you want it?"

"I want."

"I am me."

"Thank you!"

With the power of everyone, a whole box of sugar cakes was wiped out in an instant.

Looking at the box that became empty every minute, Tang Zi felt that the world was a bit mysterious.

What's going on, is he the only one who thinks these candies are not tasty at all?

Looking at the satisfied expressions of the children, Tang Zi was even more puzzled.

Could it be that Du Anxiao drugged it inside?

After eating Tang Zi’s food, the students’ attitudes changed subtly. More and more people gathered together. Several children also took out their own snacks and distributed them to everyone. Tang Zi’s first time eating from The classmate received biscuits and chocolates in their hands, the kind that they couldn't push them away.

Kid No. [-]: "This is for you to eat."

Tang Zircon: "Thank you."

Child No. [-]: "Mom said that good things should be shared together. It is not difficult to borrow and repay."

Tang Zi: "This...isn't used like that."

Kid No. [-]: "Tang Zircon, your father is amazing. My mother said that she wants to marry such an interesting soul."

Tang Zi: "...?"

Tang Zi was speechless by a group of children. He never dreamed that a box of sugar cakes made him and his classmates acquainted.

Especially Xiaopang, he ate the most of the whole box of sugar cakes, and he looked like he wanted to call Tang Zi brothers.

Tang Zi looked at Xiaopang's face for a long time but did not remember his name. Finally, he glanced at the homework on his desk and realized that Xiaopang's name was Wang Ziye.

There are indeed children born in wealthy families in Qianfeng International School, but most of them are from wealthy families who can eat and drink without worrying about food and drink, but they are not considered wealthy. Tang Zi used to envy his classmates very much. He would rather be born in an ordinary family than the Tang family.

In the corner of the classroom, a group of people headed by Tang Hu were incompatible with the atmosphere in the classroom. Tang Hu watched Tang Zi from a distance surrounded by everyone, his eyes full of hostility.

This little bastard is really getting more and more arrogant, and his clothes are getting better and better, especially those eyes, the more disgusting they look!

Tang Hu thought angrily.

A younger brother said: "Boss, why don't I pee secretly in his water glass."

Tang Hu: "His water glass is locked, you can't open it at all."

"Ah, what should I do..."

The younger brother is no different. After all, he is a child, and he can't think of many ways to punish him.

For some reason, Tang Zi seemed to be rooted in his seat. He listened carefully in class and left as soon as school was over. He couldn't catch a chance even if he tried to punish him.

Tang Hu pondered for a moment. He was a good student in front of the teacher. If he could, he would try to avoid conflicts with Tang Zi at school. However, Tang Hu's recent performance made him feel in danger of losing control. He decided to give Tang Zi a profound lesson.

"I have a way. I have physical education class on Friday, so you..."

The author has something to say: I don’t have a diary today

Xiaotangbing: He must be nice to me because he wants to do that kind of thing to me!

Big Tangbing: When will he do that kind of thing to me? I can't wait.