George's mouth fell open in disbelief as he stared at Song Zhen.
Yet Song Zhen continued to look at him softly, "In your heart, what kind of boy is Yunxi?"
George: "..."
That was indeed a tough question for him.
His greatest weakness was verbal expression, and his ability to organize language was very poor.
In the past, when the kindergarten teachers asked the children to tell stories,
George would always bow his head and try to make himself inconspicuous, secretly hoping the teacher would not call on him.
He really wanted to memorize an entire story.
However, he couldn't read, and even if there were storybooks at home, he couldn't memorize them.
George showed an embarrassed expression, just like when he was in kindergarten, and lowered his head in an inferior way.
Song Zhen smiled gently, "Yunxi is a very cute baby. He is sunny, kind, helpful, considerate, has a great temperament, and is easy to get along with."
George pursed his lips tightly.