Meng Chenjun blushed a little and continued to do things silently. In the past, he should have been complacent at this time.

Meng Chencheng listened to Aunt Miao's words and looked at her fourth brother's body that looked like a big tree: Is the fourth brother an adult? What about her? When will she grow up?

Editor Hu and Dan Dongxiang each walked in with information bags in their hands.

The big photo album was placed in front of the children. The little heads of several children gathered together and looked at the old black and white photos in the album in a curious manner.

"This is the first newspaper and the first color newspaper in our Youth Daily. Look at it." Editor Hu introduced it to the children one by one.

The children's little eyes were almost overwhelmed. The little girl Meng Chencheng couldn't help but shouted in a hurry: "What should I do if I can't see it, but if I can't remember it?"

Editor Hu laughed and said, "This little girl is so cute and has a nice voice."

"You don't know that she has been in newspapers across the country and sang at their local military and civilian gala three years ago." Miao Xinhong said.

"Is that true?" Editor Hu immediately bent down and looked at the little girl's face carefully. "It seems like I have a little impression of how old she was at that time."

"At seven or eight years old." Miao Xinhong asked Ning Yunxi.

Ning Yunxi nodded.

"So cute." Editor Hu said reluctantly rubbing the little girl's soft hair with her palms.

Leilei is a small man, and he is lying on the spacious desk in the conference room, staring at the album with his little eyes.

Meng Chencheng said to his nephew: "Leilee, you can't turn the pages when you press the album like this. You can walk away a little bit. Don't you want to see the photos behind?"

Hearing the little aunt's words, Leilei retreated. Meng Chenjun hurriedly said, holding his nephew's calves that almost fell off the table with his hands, and talking about his sister: "How can you let him retreat? He doesn't understand. You should carry him down."

Meng Chencheng immediately stood up and stretched out his hands to hug his nephew.

Leilei did not let his aunt hug him, but crawled back to his mother's place to hug her mother's neck tightly.

"Look, who made you crawl around just now causes trouble for others." Ning Yunxi said to tidy up his son's clothes.

Leilei nipped his little head: I'm wrong.

Editor Hu continued to explain the knowledge to the children, asked the children to take out the brush they brought, and taught them how to make hand-written newspapers.

Regarding hand-written newspapers, Xiao Si and Xiao Wu have both studied them in their own school, but in the professional newspapers, it is obvious that the professional editors teach them more professionally, so that they can listen attentively. Meng Chenjun and Meng Chencheng both took out their notebooks and pens, trying to remember the lessons taught by Teacher Hu.

Leilei was fascinated by the beautiful handwritten newspapers. He wanted to take each of them home, so he reached out to hold them.

Ning Yunxi quickly stopped his son's actions and said, "No. This is for everyone to watch and appreciate. If Leilei wants it, Leilei wants to draw and write it himself."

Hearing his mother's words, Leilei was about to take out the things he brought from his aunt's schoolbag.

The little girl Meng Chencheng handed her schoolbag directly to her nephew to take it herself.

In fact, Ning Yunxi was also wondering what his son had brought. He pulled open the little girl's little yellow duck schoolbag and saw that his son stuffed it into the schoolbag apart from the paintbrush and the paper frog of the second uncle whom he must bring, there was a five-pointed star button that fell from the cuffs of his father's clothes.

Leilei took out this five-pointed star and told his mother: Draw this!
Chapter completed!