Song Shaoyan frowned, held the corner of the business card with both hands, and silently looked at the mobile phone number on the business card.

Finally, he closed his eyes tightly and put the business card aside.

noon.

Little Candy has an hour of rest time in the afternoon every day. In the past, she would use this time to take a lunch break. Since Uncle Mask came to New York, she stopped taking a nap and secretly played with him.

Song Shaoyan will appear in the school library on time.

He would occupy a sunny and spacious location in advance, and no one would disturb them.

Today is no exception.

Little Candy came jumping up and down carrying a small schoolbag: "Uncle, you said you were going to teach me math today."

"Bring me the textbook and I will teach you."

First-grade mathematics, Song Shaoyan said, is effortless.

Little Candy sat next to Song Shaoyan, got close to him, and listened carefully as he helped her with her homework.

Under the sun, the little guy's long eyelashes trembled, like butterfly wings. The bright light shone in, shining on Song Shaoyan's sweater and on Little Candy's hair.

"Do it yourself." Song Shaoyan taught her the method.

Little Candy picked up a pencil and wrote a math problem, writing that she couldn't do it anymore: "Uncle, it's so difficult, I can't do it."

"Didn't I just teach you?"

"I forgot again..." Little Candy felt aggrieved.

Mathematics is so difficult.

Song Shao said silently and looked at the sky.

"Listen, I'll teach you again." Song Shaoyan patiently told her again.

As a result, he found that Little Candy was not good at many things, and he got mad: "Did you not listen carefully in class? Huh? Are you slacking off in class?"

"Mi..." Little Candy said aggrievedly, "Yes."

"Then why can't you do these simple arithmetic?"

"The teacher spoke too fast. Little Candy can't do it." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she almost cried after being scolded by her uncle.

"Then I'll teach you, and you should listen carefully."

"I know."

Song Shaoyan found that this child didn't know many things, but fortunately his receptive ability was good. He started to talk to her from the beginning, and she gradually started to understand a few things.

Fortunately, she studied very seriously.

"Take the final exam well and don't let your mother down." Song Shaoyan said.

"Well, Little Candy knows." The little guy used a pencil to do the exercises in the book, and he was serious about it.

Song Shaoyan looked at her face and remained silent.

The little girl is already five years old.

"Uncle, I don't know your name yet." Little Candy asked.

"My surname is Song, you can just call me Uncle Song."

"Uncle Song, will you spend Christmas with me?"

"You want me to spend the holidays with you?"

"I think." Little Candy nodded, "Let's go take a sleigh ride, see Santa Claus, and have lots and lots of gifts."

"Then you have to do well in the final exam. If you do well, I will take you to celebrate the holidays."

"Okay, little Candy will work hard!" Little Candy knows that only if she does well in the exam will her mother be happy and her uncle will play with her.

"Uncle, can you make a snowman?"

"I haven't tried it, but I should be able to."

"We can build a snowman together."

"Okay, did your mother play with you before?" Song Shaoyan's eyes flickered.

"Mom sometimes plays with me, and sometimes she has to be busy with work."

"But your mother doesn't seem to like uncle very much. I'm afraid she won't allow me to play with you."
Chapter completed!