The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 492: Chapter 492: Little Steamed Bun Who is Super Good at Being Spoiled

Although the horse stance and punching might have been boring, when Little Taotie mentioned that these were the basics and that they could become as great as her later, the students believed her without a doubt and genuinely swung their fists.

Gu Yixing, “Is this really okay, they’re not going to actually believe it, right?”

King of Film Xu, wiping sweat, “I feel like… we’re leading these kids astray.”

Cheng Lu, “Some things are innate and can’t be forced.”

Xiao Lingzhi sighed like a little adult, “I hope they don’t practice this every day!”

The bell rang signaling the end of the class.

Little Taotie stood at the front, breathed out, and shouted, “Class dismissed!”

The students imitated their little teacher, breathed out, and shouted, “Class dismissed!”

Little Taotie stood up straight, inspected her students while nodding, and praised, “You all did very well!”

“As long as you keep it up every day, get up early to do a hundred punches in horse stance, you’ll definitely see results!”

“Okay, we’ll remember that!”

“Class dismissed!”

“Goodbye, teacher!”

Little Taotie walked over to Xiao Lingzhi proudly and beamed, “Did I teach well?”

Xiao Lingzhi struggled internally, seeing her enthusiasm, unwilling to dampen it, she nodded reluctantly and said, “Very well!”

Next to them, Little Steamed Bun clapped and cheered, “Sister Little Taotie is the best! Absolutely the best!”

Little Taotie patted Little Steamed Bun’s head and asked, “Have you thought about what you’re going to teach them to draw next?”

Little Steamed Bun puffed out his belly, nodded, and said, “I’ve thought it out!”

The bell rang for the start of class.

Everyone returned to the classroom and took their seats. Little Steamed Bun’s foot was injured, so Gu Yixing carried him to the podium.

Gu Yixing wanted to put him down and leave, but Little Steamed Bun clung to his neck and insisted, “Brother Xingxing, carry me to the blackboard, I want to draw!”

Gu Yixing, “You want me to carry you during the class?”

Little Steamed Bun looked up at him with big eyes, “Otherwise?”

Gu Yixing took a deep breath and reluctantly agreed.

Little Steamed Bun giggled in his arms and introduced himself to the students below, “I’m Little Steamed Bun, I’ll teach you all to draw!”

“How old are you?”

“I’m three years old! Hehehe!”

“You’re so young, can you really draw well?”

“What can you teach us to draw?”

“Even though we don’t have art class, we can still doodle flowers and plants, definitely better than you can!”

Little Steamed Bun wasn’t upset, he was a good-natured bun, a smile full of apple cheeks and collagen, extremely adorable.

Seeing his soft silly smile, the older students who initially wanted to tease him now found it hard to bother him, and eventually closed their mouths, thinking they might as well humor the child, and if his drawing wasn’t good, they would just casually praise him a bit.

“Do you all have toothbrushes?” Little Steamed Bun asked.

“Yes, we love being clean, we brush morning and night.”

“Do you have any old ones that you don’t use anymore, maybe frayed?” Little Steamed Bun asked softly.

The students looked at each other.

A boy said, “I do, I changed to a new toothbrush a couple of days ago and haven’t thrown the old one away yet, but it’s at home.”

Little Steamed Bun thought about it and looked to Gu Yixing for help.

Gu Yixing, “…carrying you during class is one thing, now you want me to be your assistant too?”

“Brother Xingxing!” Little Steamed Bun tightly hugged his neck and cooed, “Please, pretty please!”

Gu Yixing’s face was smeared with saliva, he glanced at the students below, seeing them cover their mouths and snicker, resigned, “Alright, do I have to hand out a toothbrush to everyone?”

Little Steamed Bun nodded and sweetly said, “Thank you, Brother Xingxing!”