"Jia Jia's brother! The story you told is really nice. Thank you for bringing the happiness you bring to the children."

When he left, the teacher suddenly shouted.

Fang Ye smiled: "It's good for everyone to like it."

For him, it is a good thing to tell stories to Jia Jia and make Jia Jia more popular in school.

"Jia Jia, Brother Jia Jia, goodbye!!"

A voice came.

Fang Ye looked back and saw that the little boy next to the middle-aged man before was saying goodbye to him.

He smiled slightly and said goodbye to him.

...

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was confused.

When did my son become so enthusiastic about others?

"Xiaojun, is there something... going on?" He looked at Li Xiaojun and asked curiously.

Li Xiaojun glanced at him and said with some contempt: "Dad, the story told by Brother Jia Jia is much better than the stories sold by our family!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

"How could it be? There are many stories in our family, how could it not be as good as Brother Jia Jia?"

"Then do we have a story about the gourd kid?" Li Xiaojun snorted and said.

"The story of the gourd baby? What gourd baby?"

The middle-aged man was a little confused.

What is this... story?

He is in the magazine business.

Every year, many novels or fairy tales are published in their name.

He has seen countless fairy tales, but... he has never heard of any stories about Calabashes?

"Are you all so happy today because you heard the story of the Calabash?" He couldn't help asking his son.

"That's it!! The story of the Calabash is super interesting! It's better than all the stories you sell, Dad!"

Li Xiaojun said in a very exaggerated tone.

At this moment, the middle-aged man finally changed his expression.

"Can you tell my father a story about the Calabash?"

"Okay! But you want to take me to the amusement park on weekends!"
Chapter completed!