freenovelworld Chapter 18 Your dog is so majestic, his name must be super cool
Chapter 18 Your dog is so majestic, his name must be super cool
This was the first time Bai Yuan showed up in front of everyone, and all the princes were amazed.
Most of them are the only sons in the family, and few have younger brothers and sisters, but they have also seen children at their aunts and uncles' homes.
Comparing Bai Yuan with them now, I found that this little sister Bai Ou is really different from others.
"Bai Ou, why doesn't your sister drool?"
"Get lost! Your sister is the one drooling. My sister is not an idiot." Bai Ou glared at him. If he hadn't been holding Bai Yuan, he would have kicked him. "Bai Yuan is a genius! The doctor has tested her. Have you ever seen a genius with an IQ of 163? The IQ of all of you combined is not even 163."
"That's bad." Zhou Sheng pursed his lips, worried, "My eldest aunt's little brother's saliva is like a faucet that is not tightened. Is he a mentally retarded person?"
These half-grown kids had no idea what was going on. They just thought that since he was a genius, 163 must be a very high number. If 163 was divided among a group of people, how many points would each person get?
They started chattering about their own high IQ.
Bai Ou listened to their analysis and made comments from time to time: "Zhou Sheng, you accidentally fell off the tree last time you climbed it, and ended up hanging on the tree fork for two hours. You only got 9 points."
Some people took a different approach, "Bai Ou, is our little sister really that amazing? Can you help me with my winter vacation homework?"
He is a talented person.
"Your handwriting is so shabby? Oh, you're right." Bai Ou thought, his sister's handwriting must not be very good at the beginning, and the child's grip strength is there, maybe she can really succeed.
But on second thought, it would take a few years for Bai Yuan to learn to write, and distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. Besides, people grow up, and there is no guarantee that in a few years this buddy's handwriting will not crawl or stand up shakily.
After thinking for a while, Bai Ou pointed at Song Yanming's dog and gave him a bad idea, "You can also tear up the homework and stuff it into his dog's mouth."
After saying that, he was afraid that Bai Yuan would catch a cold if she was exposed to the wind for too long, so he tied the scarf back on her.
The Husky that Song Yanming brought when he came was lively and active. It now circled around him several times and tied Song Yanming's legs together. He was slowly untying the rope and looked over when he heard this.
Bai Ou thought it was somewhat amusing, so he squatted down and touched the dog's head, then took Bai Yuan's hand and asked her to touch it as well.
"Song Yanming, your dog is quite handsome, what's his name?"
Song Yanming paused for two seconds, and said without a doubt: "...General!"
As luck would have it, Grandma Song saw that the children downstairs had not left yet, so she stretched her neck on the second-floor balcony and reminded them:
"Yanming, remember to bring Ermao back after you take him out to play for a while. He needs apples in the afternoon! It's okay for you to play around the yard, but don't let my dear grandson starve—"
Song Yanming: “…”
The slap in the face came too quickly, and Bai Ou was so happy that he couldn't straighten his back, and he was laughing so hard that he brayed like a donkey.
Song Yanming's ears felt hot, and he glared at him fiercely, "Don't talk about me, Bai Ou, your father has two German Shepherds that are really majestic, what are their names?"
Bai Ou stopped talking immediately and also paused for two seconds, "... swift wind, lightning!"
Song Yanming curled his lips, "Hey~ so cool!"
"Hmm, ummm."
Bai Ou responded randomly twice, and the two children had a tacit understanding and no one mentioned the matter again.
In the square on the east side of the compound, all the young masters who were famous in the compound gathered here.
"Bai Ou, it's meaningless without you here. Who are we going to fight this time? We brothers will listen to you.
Bai Ou put Bai Yuan on the plastic bench in the square, stretched his wrists, and his eyes became sharp and flamboyant. "My little sister is here, so it's not good for you to run around the yard. Let's have a civil war first and see if you can make any progress."
Boys of this age are playful and competitive.
If you ask them to study together, it may take half a month to get everyone together.
But if someone tells you to fight, you don't even need to shout, they will come over when they hear the message.
Although it's called a fight, it's not the kind of fight between hooligans that requires naming.
It's essentially a group of energetic kids rolling around together having fun.
Not unlike puppies letting loose at the dog park.
Adults are also happy to let them go out to expend their energy. It is best if they come back exhausted and fall asleep immediately, so that they don’t make trouble at home all day.
Not to mention accidental bumps and bumps, who didn’t fall when they were a kid?
Besides, if you get hurt in the compound and go home crying to your mother, you will be laughed at by everyone.
Children should solve their own problems. It will become a mess if adults interfere.
It is a consensus that one should swallow one's anger, and not reporting others' misdeeds is considered loyalty in the compound.
It doesn’t matter if you suffer a loss temporarily. If you have the guts, you can fight back next time. The fun is in the give and take.
Seeing how arrogant he was, the fighting spirit of this group of princes was also aroused.
We are all gifted people. You are capable and I am no worse than you. If you can be the boss, why can't I be?
I haven't seen you for such a long time that I know your level hasn't dropped. We have to compare it a few times to see whose fist is harder.
Therefore, everyone is eager to try and is ready to go on stage.
Bai Ou was not afraid of them. He smiled contemptuously, took off his down jacket and threw it into the snow. He then went up and grabbed the man, then hooked his foot back and pressed him into the snow.
His movements were quick and decisive, and he looked cool and handsome, which immediately won him applause.
Then he reached out and pulled the man up, "Are you coming again?"
The child was also quite stubborn, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Come again!"
After several rounds, Bai Ou pinned him to the ground with his absolute strength. The child resisted several times, but finally he was too tired and gave in.
Bai Ou moved his left shoulder, feeling his muscles and bones move, and regained his former glory. However, his face looked nonchalant, somewhat like a precursor to the second-year syndrome. "Who's next?"
It stands to reason that groups of little boys often get together to fight.
But Bai Ou's one section is better than six. Others are exhausted and panting, but he just sweats a little at most.
Finally, the group of people discussed and decided that instead of fighting each other, it would be better for them to unite as one and take him down through a round-robin battle.
Bai Ou had trained with his father in the North District. If he was easily defeated by these kids, it would damage his reputation as the "Little God of War".
Not only did he kill several people in succession, he also demonstrated to them with ease the grappling techniques and timing of attack.
Bai Yuan was sitting on a plastic bench in the square. She had two hand warmers in her pockets, so she wasn't too cold. From under her hat, she watched her older cousin fight against the other heroes with calm eyes.
Song Yanming was a germaphobe and was afraid of dirt, so he didn't join in. He was also sitting on the bench, one body away from her, holding the husky whose stage name was Jiangjun and whose real name was Ermao.
Seeing Bai Ou punching each kid and looking over here smugly from time to time, Song Yanming curled the corners of his mouth and said casually: "Little sister, look, the slap makes a loud noise. If you really want to fight, you have to clench your five fingers into a fist. That way, it hurts."
This statement is incoherent and makes no sense.
Bai Yuan turned her head and glanced at him with indifferent eyes. It was unclear whether he understood or not. Anyway, what could you expect a two or three-year-old child to respond to?
Bai Ou relied on his own powerful functions to drain the power of a group of friends and returned victorious.
He didn't notice that the atmosphere here was weird, and he came over happily with a smile on his face.
"Song Yanming, what are you talking about with my little sister?"