Facts have proved that even in the kindergarten department of a first-class school, there are many arrogant children, such as these five middle-class children who laughed at him because he fell.
Fortunately, he didn't feel much pain, so Rong Mian slowed down and sat up when his hands and feet became strong.
As an adult, it is naturally impossible to be hit by the ridicule of a few bear children, but the comparison makes the little piggy too cute.
He is beautiful, cheerful and smiling, and he is very focused on his own affairs. If he has such a son, he can wake up laughing in his dreams.
"Come and see! Rong Mianmian fell again hahahaha-"
"It's so dirty, he can't even walk."
"You see he's still sitting on the ground, let's push him back."
Rong Mian: "..."
Laughing, grabbing things, throwing things, isolating, tripping on purpose... are all tricks he is very familiar with.
Yu Guang noticed the AI patrol 100 meters away who was cruising diligently. As long as he shouted for help, the AI would fly over.
There may be no malice in the bear boy, but he does not intend to tolerate this kind of behavior.
"Mianmian!"
Before he spoke, he suddenly heard the cry of the little piggy.
Rong Mian only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the kick from the bear boy just happened to kick the little piggy.
But Piggy didn't fall, but the bear boy who kicked the man sat on the ground.
Cola stood in front of Rong Mian with a sullen face, looking at them one by one.
"What are you doing?"
Several children looked at the footprints on his clothes, and at the companion who was sitting on the ground crying, too frightened to speak.
Song Cola is too powerful to beat, so let's run.
"Did you accidentally fall down?"
A young counselor came over and helped the crying child up.
When he turned his head to help Rong Mian, Cola had already bent over and hugged him.
"Mianmian, does it hurt?"
Cola gently patted off the dirt on Rong Mian's palm.
Rong Mian's heart is about to melt.
Can he unilaterally accept Piggy as his son?
Just now Cola had been kicked firmly, Rong Mian looked at the footprints on his clothes: "Do you hurt?"
How could a soft foot hurt?
When the words reached his lips, Cola noticed the concern in Rong Mian's eyes, and nodded instinctively: "It hurts."
There was grievance in the crisp voice.
Rong Mian was heartbroken.
He lifted the hem of his shirt to see if there was any redness.
"Teacher, he hit me woohoo-"
Rong Mian paused and looked up.
The kid who kicked the person and fell just now was pointing at the little piggy with a sad and aggrieved look on his face.
Seeing that the counselor also looked over, Rong Mian explained, "Cola didn't hit anyone, he kicked Cola and threw it himself."
The footprints were still on the clothes, and he thought it was obvious and there was nothing to dispute.
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My Childhood Friend is a Straight A, What Should I Do?
Romantik〖EDITED + MTL〗 ㅤ In his last life, Rong Mian was weak and sickly. During his first estrus, his pheromones suddenly went wild and there was no cure for it. Only later did he learn that his father was an illegal genetic modification project experiment...
