After wearing the book, I became the villain’s little fan girl

Remember in a second【】

Yan Zhi carried the schoolbag on his back, and lowered his eyes to see the curiosity in the little girl's eyes.

Withdraw your gaze and move forward.

While walking slowly, Yan Zhi said, "Chemistry competition."

Chemistry contest?

Jiang Yao followed and stood shoulder to shoulder with the boy.

Looking at Yan Zhi's handsome profile, she asked curiously, "When is it? Where are you going to compete? Can you go and watch?"

Yan Zhi stopped.

A trace of helplessness quickly crossed the eyebrows, "Don't look at me, look at the road."

Looking at what he is doing, it is easy to miss the stairs when going down the stairs.

Jiang Yao frowned, stretched out her hand to grab the corner of the boy's clothes, and shook it: "It's safe this way!"

Feeling strange.

Looking at the smiling face of the little girl, he secretly sighed.

Forget it, he looked at her and thought that nothing would happen.

then.

After all, the young man compromised and let Jiang Yao go.

Take another step.

While paying attention to the little girl, Yan Zhi answered the question just now: "During the college entrance examination, go to the capital. There should be limited places for the national competition, but there will be a live broadcast."

Jiang Yao nodded knowingly, her deer eyes rolled around, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

I have a decision in my heart.

The two quickly went downstairs and walked side by side towards the school gate.

Xiayang shines on the West Mountain.

Yu Hui stretched the figures of the two very long.

The little girl's stumbling sound of reciting gradually became smoother after another cycle.

Had dinner.

Jiang Yao accompanied Jiang Zeting to watch the news broadcast in the living room.

"In recent years, the Jiangcheng government has actively encouraged people at the grassroots level to innovate development models, make full use of local climate advantages, and adopt measures tailored to local conditions to implement people's livelihood and the people's foundation..."

An intellectual woman in a professional suit said with a straight voice: "...Xishui Village vigorously developed aquaculture and achieved remarkable results. Last year, the per capita income of villagers increased significantly...."

Stream Village?

It always feels a little familiar.

Jiang Yao gnawed at the mouth of the watermelon, and frowning was a flash of memory.

She remembered!

Isn't Xishui Village the place where Yan Zhi and Zhou Hui lived before they were kicked out?

But I always feel like I forgot something.

Swallowing the remaining melon meat in his mouth, Jiang Yao continued to frown, and murmured unconsciously: "Aquaculture..."

Jiang Zeting, who was next to him, thought that Jiang Yao was interested in this, and explained: "Many aquatic products that Yaoyao eats are shipped from the villages around Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng has a good climate and many rivers, so it is very suitable for aquaculture bases. "

After a pause, he continued: "However, aquaculture is not as simple as raising fish. The doorway inside is very deep. There are not a few people who have no technology to raise fish to death and lose their fortunes."

Jiang Zeting's voice just fell.

Jiang Yao had a flash of inspiration.

"Woohoo, Mr. Jiang, I love you so much!"

She jumped up from the sofa excitedly.

Then he put down the watermelon in his hand.

He ran to Jiang Zeting's side, and squeezed his shoulders very dog-leggedly.

Good words are thrown out like money.

"Mr. Jiang, you know too much! I admire you so much! But but..."

Jiang Yao rolled her eyes and smiled: "If Mr. Jiang can answer one more question for me, I will admire you even more!"

The strength in Jiang Yao's hands was just right.

Jiang Zeting only felt his shoulders relax for a while, and he pretended to be serious and asked: "If Dad can't answer, will he stop worshiping?"

Jiang Yao shook her head frantically: "No, no, Dad is so powerful and can definitely answer it!"

heard the words.

The seriousness on Jiang Zeting's face could no longer be broken, and a few wisps of smiles appeared on his unsmiling face.

"Then dad must know everything and talk endlessly. What questions does Yaoyao want to ask?"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^