Reborn little wolf cub

Afterwards, Mulong really convinced Pan Caiyun. As for the process, that was not Mu Jiu's concern.

In the early days of August, Mu Lingling packed her luggage and went back to school, making up lessons for about a month, and two days in half a month. When she thought that two years later, she would have to cross the single-plank bridge with tens of thousands of people, and even light up the lights every night to fight at night, Mu Jiu suddenly felt that hopeless.

Regarding Lang Lang's going to school, Mu Jiu still asked Lang Lang what he meant. Lang Lang looked down at his toes, without nodding or shaking his head. Mu Jiu knew that Lang Lang still didn't want to contact outsiders.

"Lang Lang doesn't want to go, so don't go." Mu Jiu patted the top of Lang Lang's head, "Come on, brother will teach Lang Lang how to read."

It was only now that Lang Lang dared to look up at Mu Jiu, seeing that Mu Jiu had no intention of getting angry, he stretched out his little hand and put it in Mu Jiu's palm, and was led into the study by Mu Jiu.

There is an old-fashioned tape recorder at home. Last time, I bought a set of children's teaching materials at the bookstore and distributed tapes. Two days ago, when Mu Lingling was free, she played the tapes to teach Lang Lang how to learn pinyin. Today, Mu Jiu started to teach Lang Lang how to write.

Lang Lang held the pen in a formal posture, and Mu Jiu wrapped Lang Lang's small hand with his big hand, and wrote the word "Yan Xu" on the draft paper. "This is Lang Lang's name, y—an, x—u——Yan Xu." Mu Jiu pronounced Lang Lang's name correctly.

Lang Lang suddenly looked at Mu Jiu, and opened his mouth a few times, as if he was reciting his name silently.

Mu Jiu then wrote down her name on the draft paper, "Mu Jiu. This is my brother's name." Mu Jiu let go of Lang Lang's hand, "Lang Lang try to write your own name."

No one knows Lang Lang's IQ better than Mu Jiu. In his previous life, he only taught Lang Lang to read on a whim. He has never taught children how to know what to teach, so he directly taught Lang Lang to read, starting from the name. He wrote it once, and Lang Lang could remember the word and write it out silently without any mistakes.So in this life, he doesn't intend to teach Lang Lang to learn in a proper way.He didn't stop Mu Lingling from teaching Lang Lang pinyin. Lang Lang's obedience satisfied Mu Lingling's pleasure of being an older sister. If there was one more person to dote on Lang Lang, of course Mu Jiu would not refuse.

Lang Lang wrote stroke by stroke very slowly. What he wrote was not his own name, but Mu Jiu's name. The word "Jiu Jiu" was written in a round shape, which was really cute.

Mu Jiu pinched Lang Lang's nose, "Naughty."

Lang Lang smiled and rolled his eyes, avoiding Mu Jiu's claws, and silently spit out two words. Although Mu Jiu had never learned lip language, he could still recognize that Lang Lang was reading the word "Jiu Jiu".

"It's not big or small, do you want to ask brother to know?" Mu Jiu hummed unwillingly, he didn't like the nickname "Jiu Jiu" at all, it sounded like "uncle".

Lang Lang jumped off the chair, and silently recited "Jiu Jiu" again, he couldn't help laughing out loud after reading, and ran out of the study room quickly while Mu Jiu wasn't paying attention.

At this moment, Mu Jiu only had one thought in his mind: Why is my good baby turning into a bear and swollen? !In the past, he thought the complaints on the Internet were extremely boring. If he had a computer now, he would also want to post a post online and complain about it.

It happened to be raining on the day of registration on August 8th. There is a lot of rain in the south, even in hot and dry summer. Usually there is more convective rain and occasionally a typhoon.

Guanghua is a private school, divided into junior high school and high school. The school facilities and equipment are very complete. There are independent football fields and indoor basketball courts, gymnasiums, swimming pools, small auditoriums, etc., and even all the classrooms of Guanghua have installed multimedia equipment, so Guanghua The tuition fee is twice as expensive as other schools.

There are no arts and science classes in the first year of high school, so Mu Jiu and Mu Shuai are assigned to the same class, Class 3.When I signed up, I met the head teacher, who was a male teacher in his early 30s, surnamed Chen.Counting the previous life for almost 20 years, Mu Jiu basically can't remember who the teacher in high school is, and even the classmates who have been in the same class can't recognize him.In the three years of her previous life, Mu Jiu had no relationship with her classmates. After graduation, she was sent abroad in a hurry without leaving any contact information, so she basically never saw her high school classmates again.

Starting over in this life, Mu Jiu still hopes to make some good friends, so that it is not a waste of time.

The school officially starts on September 9st. The first day is to distribute textbooks, clean classrooms, and hold class meetings.The military training will start on the 1nd for a period of 2 days, and the location of the military training will be at the school.

On the first day of school, Mu Shuai got up at 6 o'clock, and after washing up, he couldn't wait to go up to the third floor and knock on Mu Jiu's door, "Xiao Jiu, wake up soon..."

Knowing that Mu Jiu was going to school and would not be at home during the day, Lang Lang started to get awkward. After coaxing Mu Jiu for a long time, Lang Lang gave him a smile.She slept late last night, so she couldn't get up in the morning, even if Mu Shuai knocked on the door, Mu Jiu still slept soundly.After Lang Lang was woken up, he got up and pulled Mu Jiu's hair.

"Baby, let brother sleep for a while." Mu Jiu hugged Lang Lang's small body and shrank back into the bed.

Seeing that the plan was not going to work, Lang Lang began to scratch Mu Jiu's waist. Mu Jiu shook her body and couldn't help laughing. After laughing for a long time before she woke up, Mu Jiu pressed Lang Lang's forehead and said quietly: "Baby, you I learned badly..."

Seeing that Mu Jiu woke up, Lang Lang turned his back and pulled up the quilt to wrap himself into a ball. .

Mu Jiu: "..." She started to fight again, you brat!Who spoiled him like this? !

Before leaving, Mu Jiu lifted Lang Lang's quilt, Lang Lang closed his eyes as if he was asleep, but his long eyelashes fluttered slightly like the wings of a butterfly.Mu Jiu sighed softly in her heart, and leaned over to kiss Lang Lang's eyelids, "Brother is going to school, Lang Lang has to be good, and I will play with you when I come back at noon."

Morning exercises are not required on the first day of school, and the time to arrive at school is still at 7 o'clock. The school is a little far away, and it takes 20 minutes to ride a bicycle.Mu Jiu bought a brand-new bicycle, and took Lang Lang to the park for a few rides. After becoming proficient at the bicycle, it was no problem for him to go to school by bicycle.

When I got to the class, it was only 15 minutes before 7 o'clock. There were not many people in the class. Mu Shuai was tall, so he took the initiative to sit in the back seat. Mu Jiu, who had good eyesight, also sat down next to Mu Shuai.

Returning to the classroom, looking around at the familiar but unfamiliar blackboard and desks, Mu Jiu felt that her heart was a little younger.Mu Shuai, on the other hand, was in a state of excitement. When he arrived in class, with his ability to familiarize himself, he soon got to know the classmate next to him.

Soon the classmates arrived one after another. The seats in front were two boys from junior high school. The fatter one was named Zhu Ziyang, and the one with a narrow cut was named Zhou Xin.

One-third of the students in the class are directly promoted from the junior high school. It is inevitable that there will be xenophobia. Generally, it is not a big problem. At this time in the previous life, Mu Jiu was also a bit withdrawn, but she was still able to talk to the people around her , so as long as the personality is not too extreme, it will not be isolated.

Mu Shuai introduced himself shamelessly, "My name is Mu Shuai. My parents gave me this name because I'm so handsome. Hahaha..." Then he introduced Mu Jiu, "This is My cousin...that cousin is only one month older than me, and his name is Mu Jiu, you can just call him Xiao Jiu."

Mu Jiu put on a blank face, "He's just so shameless, just ignore him."

"Haha, Mu Shuai, you are so funny." Zhu Ziyang and Zhou Xin leaned forward and backward with laughter. They had never seen such a smug person, and this meeting finally saw them.

"I heard that the beauty of our junior high school used to be in our class." After laughing, Zhou Xin stretched his neck and looked at the students in the class. The class was almost full of people. Zhou Xin didn't find the target task, and immediately fell down. , "Ma Dan! I was cheated, but I have waited so long."

Zhu Ziyang didn't care much, "The school belle doesn't like us..."

Mu Shuai poked the two people in front, and looked at the tall beauty who came in from the door, "Is she the school beauty you are talking about?"

Mu Shuai is not interested in women, but it is undeniable that the girl who came in just now is indeed beautiful, with a student's unique innocence, long and slightly curly hair tied into a ponytail, big eyes, fair and delicate skin.

"Aww, school belle!" Zhou Xin couldn't restrain himself from exclaiming, the voice was not loud, and only the students around him could be heard.

There is a kind of person who is born with a spotlight and can attract attention no matter where he goes. Yao Xin is such a person. As soon as he enters the classroom, the noisy environment suddenly quiets down.

Mu Shuai suddenly lowered his voice and asked Mu Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, what do you think I should go after her?"

"It's not good." Mu Jiu looked at Mu Shuai expressionlessly, "Don't forget what you promised Uncle, I will make a small report." , study is not distracted.

Mu Shuai stopped his thoughts that he shouldn't have in an instant, and silently complained in his heart: It's fine if you don't cover it up for me, but you still have to make a small report, can you still be a good brother? !