City: My Little Prodigy

Hearing this familiar voice, Shen Lang turned his head.

I saw Yan Jingjing wearing military training clothes, like a tomboy.

The trouser legs and sleeves were rolled up, revealing a small ivory-like skin.

Her hair, which was not long, was pulled by a strawberry rubber band and tied into a small tug at the back of her head.

It looks so cute when it walks and shakes it.

Running to Shen Lang, she crouched down and asked.

"Uncle, why did you come to school alone?"

"Come and give Jiayao and the others hats."

Shen Lang waved the two military training hats in his hands.

"Aren't everyone else in military training, why did you come here by yourself?"

"Hey, we behaved better in advance."

"The instructor let us rest."

"Well, do you know where Jiayao and the others are training?"

"I know."

"Uncle, let me take you there."

Yan Jingjing nodded and stood up at the same time.

His eyes also turned to the bag in Shen Lang's hands.

"You came here, why are you still carrying such a big bag of things?"

"Come on, give it to me, and I'll take it for you."

Hearing this, Shen Lang did not refuse.

After all, with his current strength, he could carry a watermelon weighing five or six pounds all the way.

It's really a bit reluctant.

"Jingjing is really good, I'll give you something to eat later."

"Hey, it's good that uncle knows, I-"

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Jingjing's arm suddenly sank.

Almost dropped the bag on the ground.

Taking a deep breath, she held the bag in her arms and asked in surprise.

"Uncle, what are you carrying?"

"Why is it so heavy??"

"I didn't react at once and almost fell to the ground."

"This is what I'm going to treat you to."

Hearing this, Shen Lang suddenly showed a bright smile.

"open to take a look."

Opening the bag without hesitation, Yan Jingjing looked down.

Immediately, a surprised expression appeared.

"Wow, it's watermelon!"

She reached in and touched her little hand, and her smile grew even brighter.

“It’s still iced watermelon!”

"Uncle, you want to enjoy yourself too much!"

"I'll give Jiayao and the others things in a while."

"Can we hurry up and eat watermelon?"

"sure."

"Then uncle, follow me, and we rush to send it off!"

"..."

Five or six minutes later, Shen Lang followed Yan Jingjing to another small playground.

Before he could find someone, two voices rang out.

"uncle!"

The next second, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer, who were hiding behind a tree to enjoy the shade, lit up.

Immediately, he quickly ran out of the shadows and came to Shen Lang's side.

"Here, your hats."

Shen Lang raised his hand and handed the two hats to each other.

"Wuwu, thank you uncle, you are really kind!"

"We thought you weren't coming!"

"Where's us? How are you?"

"I've always felt that uncle is such a Tsundere person..."

"It must be said that it can't be said, but in fact, it will still be delivered."

"..."

Taking the hat happily, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer immediately chatted.

I just wanted to drag Shen Lang for a while to be coquettish.

But before he could speak, the students behind him stood up one after another.

"The instructor is here!"

"Quick, quick, don't be lazy, come and gather!"

"..."

Just as he was talking, a slender and straight beautiful instructor also came over.

Glancing at the crowd, she said simply and neatly.

"Students come here and form a good team!"

"Stand in a military posture for half an hour first!"

As soon as the voice went down, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer were no longer able to stand aside and chat.

He could only put on his hat and leave, and said hurriedly.

"Uncle, I'll treat you to a popsicle later!"

"Sit in the shade and wait for me for a while!"

"Well, it's okay, I'll wait for you."

Shen Lang's smile suddenly became bright.

Seeing this, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer's pace suddenly slowed down.

An ominous premonition slowly emerged in his heart.

Standing in the team, Lin Jiayao hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.

"Boer...do you think..."

"Is your uncle laughing a little bit badly?"

"What more!"

Qin Baoer nodded with a contemplative look.

"Laughing like that... I'm feeling a little numb in my heart."

"Tell me for a while, uncle won't be because we forgot our hats..."

"Will you punish us severely?"

"I just forgot my hat once, shouldn't it be...?"

Lin Jiayao blinked and said weakly.

"...Forget it, be prepared."

"When we take a break for a while, let's go to the canteen to buy popsicles!"

"it is good!"

"..."

Afterwards, the two girls also straightened their backs and stood up seriously.

At the same time, Yan Jingjing on the side also held the bag and lowered her head.

With twinkling eyes at Shen Lang, she asked impatiently.

"Uncle, where are we going to eat watermelon?"

"I remember there was a big tree over there, and there was a ping pong table under it."

"Would you like to eat there?"

"Cool and comfortable without getting too hot."

"What are you doing so far away?"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Didn't they say Jiayao?"

"Let's wait for them in the shade."

"Then shall we eat there?"

"····what?"

Yan Jingjing was stunned for a moment.

The next second, she silently looked at the shade of the tree.

He raised his head again, and glanced at the military troops that were close at hand...

Although the two are not very far apart, the difference in temperature and environment...

But much more.

Not to mention, the students standing in the military posture can see the shade of the tree as soon as they look up.

In front of this group of people with sweaty heads facing the big sun.

Eating chilled watermelon in the shade...

With a twitching corner of her mouth, Yan Jingjing looked at Shen Lang and said with a bit of confusion.

"Uncle, let's eat iced watermelon in front of this group of people from military training..."

"Is it a little bad?"

"I'm a little scared to eat halfway..."

"A dozen pairs of shoes flew out and smashed us to death here."

"What are you afraid of? They are standing in a military position and dare not move."

Shen Lang waved his small hands and looked calm.

"But...but..."

Yan Jingjing's tone was bitter and hesitant.

"But what?"

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes.

"Do you still want to eat iced watermelon?"

"···think."

Yan Jingjing held the big watermelon in her hand and nodded hopelessly.

"Want to? Then let's go!"

With that, Shen Lang dragged Yan Jingjing and walked directly to the shade of the tree.

It has to be said that on a hot day, it is cool under the shade of a tree.

From time to time, there was a breeze blowing.

It's really comfortable.

Looking at the military formation not far away, Shen Lang smiled at Yan Jingjing.

"What are you waiting for?"

"The watermelon won't be cold in a while, and it won't taste good."

"Will you open soon?"

"..."