The whole process didn't take ten minutes, it only took more than six minutes.

The surveillance video was broadcast clearly, and even the children could see clearly playing checkers on the chair with their teachers on their backs.

Judge, Juror: "…"

King Yan quickly said: "The evidence is valid. Now the verdict is announced in court. The defendant Dai Xiaohai is acquitted... Huh, it's over, let's break up!"

Everyone: "..."

"puff!"

A group of teachers finally couldn't help laughing.

Tang Yi looked at King Yan in a daze.

His Majesty also smiled: "Can you accept the fact that Dai Xiaohai did not cheat."

Tang Yi: "...I was wrong, Dai Xiaohai, I'm sorry."

King Yan: "No, it's right!"

Tang Yi looked up: "But this does not prove that I am not as good as you. My mother said that we should strive for the first place!"

"At least in painting, I am better than you, you have to compete with me!"

His Majesty clapped: "Okay, I'll make it on the weekend. Now, I'll go to class."

King Yan:...Dad, do you really make me compete with Xiaodouding?

On the weekend, Tang Yi asked his mother to dress him up, and like the little gentleman on TV, he took the watercolor pens and paper prepared at home.

He seized the time and finally looked at his favorite Doraemon.

Today he is going to draw his Doraemon.

"Mom, Dai Xiaohai is definitely not as good as me."

Tang Yi’s mother: “Good baby.”

As for King Yan, King Yan wanted to forget this matter, but he always listened to his father's words. In just a few days, he stayed in Dashun Company. All relatives and friends had to smile when they saw him.

Those staff members who didn't know the inside story were depressed when they saw him, so they thought the child raised by the boss was nervous and they all came to tease him. You buy a lollipop and he buys a toy car for him.

"Don't be afraid of Xiaohai. Friendship is the first, competition is the second. Don't worry about winning or losing, it's important to participate."

King Yan: “…”

All of these are spies sent by the enemy. They are really powerful and kill people without blood.

The King of Yan sighed and asked his father to sneak into the classroom.

The painting competition officially began, and Tang Yi sat at the table and drew his Doraemon very seriously.

The King of Yan took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone prepared by his father, splashed ink, painted galloping horses, painted grasslands, painted towering mountains and waters, and also the farm girl who weaved by the roadside, and the man who walked the horses.

Two hours later, the children came to the selection as judges.

Everyone unanimously recognized - the winner: Tang Yi!

King Yan: “…”

Tang Yi looked at the ink paintings painted by King Yan and looked sympathetic: "No wonder you didn't participate in the painting competition. I understand now. It turns out that Dai Xiaohai, you really can't draw!"

"It's my fault. I will never force you to draw again in the future. Don't worry, I will protect you in the next art class! As long as you don't compete with me for candy."

King Yan: “…”

His Majesty the Emperor: "...my good...you can do it."

King Yan:!

Tang Yi jumped three feet high with joy, came over and hugged King Yan's shoulders, and told him how to draw.

"We will make progress in the competition once a week in the future. I will urge you to draw well and draw a beautiful Doraemon!"

Tang Yi's eyes were bright.

King Yan was scared and was confused. He didn't know what was wrong with his mind. He stared at Tang Yi and blurted out: "No, no, although you won this time, do you want to compete with my little black?"

Tang Yi: "Hmm?"

King Yan stretched out his hand and stuffed a piece of chalk into the mouth of the little black pig beside him. The little black pig ran to the podium, jumped to the desk, and drew a bunch of little pigs on the blackboard with the chalk in his mouth.

It is just a simple drawing, with simple lines, but very flexible. Page, George, Pig Dad, Pig Mom, Pig Grandpa, and Grandma, all of them are similar.

Tang Yi was stunned all of a sudden.

The children were also stunned.

The teachers were even more dumbfounded, and someone accidentally threw away his cell phone behind him.

Your Majesty: "Cough!"

"Mom, I want to go back to the piglet who is painting, too!"

Tang Yi shouted loudly, turning his head and looking depressed.

He lost, he had no pig.

Tang Yi's mother widened her eyes in horror: "Ah?"

Where can she find a pig for her son? She has to draw Peppa's pig.

"Hahahahaha!"

Countless parents who saw this scene in the parent group laughed wildly.
Chapter completed!