City: My Little Prodigy

Shen Lang grinned and walked to Wang Xiaobao:

"Sorry, in the Celestial Dynasty, we don't drink afternoon tea!"

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Xiaobao covered his mouth with a look of surprise,

He said in fluent English:

"Oh, my God! God, so people in China don't even drink afternoon tea?"

"Then what are you doing in the afternoon? Is it possible to pass the time by taking a nap?"

"Nap?"

The smile on Shen Lang's face deepened:

"We are in the Celestial Dynasty, and we usually engage in more meaningful things in the afternoon."

"For example, writing papers!"

"Write a paper??"

Wang Xiaobao's expression froze,

"What paper do you write?"

Shen Lang looked at Wang Xiaobao and said with a smile:

"In the Celestial Dynasty, when relatives come to visit, we have to prepare a gift for him."

"Uncle, I don't have anything good right now, so I'll just give you a thousand sets of test papers."

"Jia Yao, bring your unfinished papers."

Before Lin Jiayao could react, Qin Baoer rushed into the study excitedly,

In the blink of an eye, she ran out holding a thick stack of papers.

"Uncle, these papers haven't been written yet! Why don't you give them to Jiayao's cousin."

Shen Lang looked at the paper, nodded and said:

"Okay, then write this much first."

Shen Lang looked at Wang Xiaobao:

"The guest is the master, have you heard of this principle?"

"Now come to my house, how to arrange the day depends on me."

"What's the point of drinking afternoon tea? Does it make you fat? It's better to do something meaningful and increase your IQ."

"These papers, take them to the study and write them."

"I can't finish writing, and I'm not allowed to eat at night."

"........."

The expression on Wang Xiaobao's face froze.

He glanced at the thick stack of papers and said directly:

"I don't write these things, you have to write them yourself!"

"Why should I listen to you? Don't try to fool me with your homework!"

Shen Lang looked at Wang Xiaobao and said calmly:

"Do you know who I am?"

"You know, aren't you just a little brat?"

"Little brat?"

Before Shen Lang could answer, Lin Jiayao said very unhappily:

"Wang Xiaobao, this is my uncle!"

"Why did you talk to your uncle? Quickly apologize to my uncle."

Wang Xiaobao pouted and sneered directly:

"He's cousin, your uncle, not mine!"

"I heard from my mother, cousin, your uncle is not older than me."

"Let me call him uncle? What a dream!"

"you!!"

Lin Jiayao was so angry that she wanted to beat someone up, but when her aunt just left, she was too embarrassed to do it. After all, her cousin was only 10 years old.

However, even at the age of 10, his stinky appearance is too annoying.

Lin Jiayao is embarrassed to start with her 10-year-old cousin, Shen Lang dares!

He has given out gifts today, and who would dare to refuse his gifts?

For this stack of papers, Wang Xiaobao had to write it, and he had to write it if he didn't.

Living in a foreign country has made him survive.

Shen Lang pointed to this set of papers and said directly to Wang Xiaobao:

"These papers, finish them before dinner!"

"Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences."

"At your own risk?"

Wang Xiaobao burst into laughter, and he said to his sister:

"Sister, have you seen it! This little brat told me that the consequences will be at your own risk!"

"Come on, let me see how you let me take care of the consequences. Beat me up if you can!"

Shen Lang looked at Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer:

"You go to the house, the next thing is not suitable for children!"

Qin Baoer blinked her beautiful big eyes:

"Uncle, can I stay? I like to watch things that are not suitable for children."

Lin Jiayao also had some expectations,

"Uncle, can I take a look too?"

Shen Lang pointed to the room:

"No, go back to me, otherwise the papers you two write will double today!"

"Oh, by the way, Jia Yao, bring your cousin in too."

Lin Jiayao walked up to Wang Xiaoyu:

"Xiaoyu, can I go back to the room with my sister?"

Wang Xiaoyu was a little overwhelmed:

"What is uncle going to do to my brother?"

Lin Jiayao blinked:

"Uncle intends to learn martial arts with my cousin. You shouldn't watch this kind of thing, cousin."

"Let's learn martial arts? Does uncle still know martial arts?"

"You don't have to worry about this, be good, be obedient, and come back to your room with me."

Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer directly took Wang Xiaoyu away.

Wang Xiaobao looked at Shen Lang with some disdain:

"Little boy, are you trying to fight me?"

"I have learned taekwondo, and I beat you to tears every minute, believe it or not?"

Shen Lang grinned, talking to a stinky child, what is there to talk about.

Is it necessary for a gentleman to be silent and able to solve things with his hands?

................

After a few minutes,

The screams of slaughtering pigs echoed in the living room,

"Sister, help!"

"Sister, come and save me!"

"Don't hit me! I was wrong!! Don't hit me!!"

On the second floor, in the bedroom, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer looked at Wang Xiaoyu in the room,

Wang Xiaoyu vaguely heard the cries from downstairs:

"Cousin, I want to go down and have a look!"

Lin Jiayao stopped Wang Xiaoyu:

"Cousin, don't worry, that's just learning martial arts."

"But...but I seem to hear my brother's cry..."

"No, you heard it wrong, it's all your illusion."

Qin Baoer smiled and walked to Wang Xiaoyu:

"It may be that you came back by plane, too tired, and had auditory hallucinations."

"I'll sing a song for you, cousin, so we won't hear anything downstairs."

.............

God-level beating skills are powerful!

Shen Lang felt that among all the skills he had acquired, this one was the most exciting.

In just 5 minutes, he beat up Lin Jiayao, his stinky cousin, to the point of doubting his life.

Shen Lang looked at Wang Xiaobao:

"Are you satisfied?"

"I...I'm going to call and tell my mother, I'm going to let my mother decide for me!"

"Be in charge?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang took out the small belt with a smile:

"It means you don't agree, right? Then how to continue..."

There was another wailing sound of crying father and mother.

Another five minutes passed.

Shen Lang looked at Wang Xiaobao:

"Are you satisfied?"

"Impressed!"

Wang Xiaobao cried without tears, he squatted in the corner and looked at Shen Lang with some fear.

Why does Shen Lang, who doesn't look taller than himself, beat up people so much?

Didn't I practice Taekwondo for several years? Why can't I beat my cousin's uncle?

But these things are no longer important to Wang Xiaobao.

He only knows one thing now,

Shen Lang beats him, but he won't be soft-hearted at all, it hurts his ass!!!