"Wen Duoyu, do you have any ideas?"
Still having tears on his face, Lin Jiashu pitifully looked at Wen Duoyu and asked.
The other three kids also looked at him eagerly.
Wen Duoyu beckoned, and several little heads gathered together.
They were small.
And their voices were light.
Even with several cameras pointing at them, nothing was heard but some whispering and murmuring noises.
As they stood straight again, all five little ones had serious faces.
Wen Duoyu looked around, "Did everyone understand?"
Lin Jiashu nodded, with a face as if determined to fix a broken fence, "I guarantee to complete the task!"
Zhou Heyan pursed his lips, took a long time and nodded slightly, "I... I'll do my best."
Shen Yiyang and Xu Leyan were the smallest, and it was unclear whether they understood or not, as they looked at Wen Duoyu in confusion.
"Let's split into groups; many hands make light work!"
