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14, Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Without adult care, even if the child is safely cut, it is dangerous for a child who is only five years old.

Gu Yanzhi slapped two pussys' fat butts to show punishment, and told him that when there is no adult, he cannot play with scissors alone, and that children can't cut it safely.

Then he went downstairs with scissors and told the housekeeper to put away the handmade scissors, and not to protect the fat baby next time.

Bozai secretly thanked that "the existence of mother was not exposed", but the incident of "being spanked by his father at the age of five" greatly hit his self-esteem as a young man.

He didn't want to recall such sad things in front of his mother, and clumsyly changed the topic: "Teacher Xie, what are you holding in your hand?"

Xie Yishu was relieved when he heard Bozai say that he fit, and handed him the small express box in his hand: "Guess?"

Bozai took the express box, took it to his ear and shook it carefully, tilted his little head, and listened carefully.

Very light.

You can hear a clicking sound when you shake it.

It should be a very small thing, but what exactly will it be? Bozai thought for a while and shook his fat face: "Bai can't guess it."

Xie Yishu was amused by the stern and serious appearance of the little fat man. He smiled and rubbed his little head, and replied: "It's a brain stand."

"Oh, Bozai knows this!" He also has a brain mount at home. Put the brain on it and you can lie on the bed to watch cartoons. At that time, you can put your hands behind your little head and your fat legs on your knees, which is so comfortable!

It was just that my father said this was not good for his eyes, so he was not allowed to lie on the bed to watch: "Does Teacher Xie also want to watch cartoons on the bed? Dad and Bo Zai said it was not good for him to lie on the bed like this." He wanted to protect his eyes, and his mother also wanted to protect his eyes.

"Your father is right." Xie Yishu led Boza into the classroom and turned on the light in the classroom. "The teacher didn't buy it to watch videos in bed. The teacher wanted to use it to record videos."

“Record video?”

"Yes." Because there are only two of them in the classroom now, Xie Yishu is more casual. He opened the express box, took out the light brain holder from it, fixed the light brain, clicked on the live broadcast app, and created a preview live broadcast room for the little fat baby to show.

"Fix the rack on the table, adjust the angle, and you can record the same picture for a long time... Bozi, look."

Bozai looked at the two white and tender little fat hands on the screen and said in surprise: "Wow!"

Professional anchors will choose holographic live broadcast rooms or professional live broadcast racks with lights and radios, but for newcomers like Xie Yishu, one bracket is enough.

Xie Yishu pressed the bracket and pushed it. The picture on the screen was still moving and was quite stable.

Xie Yishu picked up the light brain, switched the interface, signed for the order, and gave a five-star praise.

Bozai was still immersed in the excitement of "his little fat hand is on live broadcast". After a while, he realized: his mother had installed a live broadcast software in her brain. Mom bought a brain stand to record videos. Does that mean that her mother has her own live broadcast room?

If this is the case, wouldn’t he be able to see his mother in kindergarten every day and in his mind after he gets home!

The fat man's eyes lit up, he grabbed Xie Yishu's corner of his clothes, and asked anxiously: "Teacher Xie, can Bozai look at him again..."

When he thought of seeing his mother when he came home, he was very excited. He couldn't express his meaning clearly for a moment, and could only clumsyly gesture the light-brained look on the stent: "That!"

Xie Yishu understood the meaning of the fat baby, and called out the live broadcast room for the rehearsal, fixing the light brain on the bracket: "This?"

A pair of fat hands reappeared on the screen.

Bo Zai stared at the small line of words in the upper left corner, trying hard to remember the appearance of each word. After a while, he showed a big smile: "Teacher Xie, Bo Zai is ready!"

He remembered the name of his mother's live broadcast room!

Called "hezi"!
Chapter completed!
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