Hope You've Been Well [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 7 Angry Gu Shibo!

Zhuang Xianyang went to the study to find information, walked to the door and listened to it across the door, the mobile phone beeps continuously, very lively. He didn't knock on the door at all, just pushed in and grabbed Zhuang Fanxin.

    Zhuang Fan's heart shuddered, he quickly covered the phone on the table with a book, and asked with a smile, "Dad, are you looking for a book?"

    Zhuang Xianyang said, "Don't pretend, I can hear it clearly outside the door." Glancing at him, he still didn't give a good expression, "This is because he has recovered from his illness, and he didn't take homework seriously."

    After two days of infusion, Zhuang Fanxin had recovered very much, and he quibble: "I'm writing hard, I'm not slacking off. "It's just that he lacks confidence, and he speaks in a low tone, and he is thin, and even shrinking in the large leather chair also reduces his sense of existence.

    Zhuang Xianyang said: "Summer vacation is coming to an end, take it easy."

    Zhuang Fan nodded again and again, leaning on the desk to do his homework in a fake mode, when Zhuang Xianyang found the information and left the study, he immediately pulled out his mobile phone. In just a few minutes, the news was full, with more than 200 unread.

    In the summer vacation, Zhuang Fan was busy in the studio and cram school. In fact, he didn't take much rest at all, and he was not found in the classmates. If it wasn't for everyone's long-awaited calls, he would have been able to dive until the start of school.     There are teachers and girls in the class group. This is purely a group of boys. After reading two hundred messages, he sent one: "Have you finished your homework

    ?"

The head teacher has come in."

    Zhuang Fanxin: "I've finished writing chemistry, how about you?"

    Qi Nan: "I've finished chemistry, but have you finished math?"

    Zhuang Fanxin: "I'm writing."

    Everyone was chatting . , you want chemistry and I want biology, like a second-hand trading group. It’s an old rule, the squad leader stands up to make decisions, see you in the afternoon at Cafe No. 3 in the Creative Park, and rush to work together.

    Zhuang Fanxin turned over the math paper, and he was almost finished, only some of the circled problems were left blank. He thought that when a group of people chatted to kill time, it would be better to find a good teacher to help him solve these problems.

    He was ruthless, and replied in a chorus of sympathy: "I have a good fever, so I won't go."

    "Really?" The squad leader didn't believe it, "Open the video, look into my eyes and say it again."

    Zhuang Fan replied with a heart : "Qi Nan knows."

    Qi Nan responded quickly: "Yes, he went to Gulangyu Island to sketch and suffered from heat stroke."

    In a good Gulangyu Island, Zhuang Fan got through the border, and then privately chatted with Qi Nan to reach a deal, and after completing the math homework, he lent it to the other party, At the small intersection in the afternoon.

    After chatting for a while, Zhuang Fanxin put down his mobile phone and started over the blank questions, solving some of them, and there was really no way for the remaining questions. He took the paper to find a free tutor, that is, Gu Zhuoyan. After the full score storm and the afternoon of the topic, he respected each other a little.

    Turning out of the house and heading straight to the Xue's house at the end of the alley, Zhuang Fanxin first saw Gu Baoyan when he entered the door. Gu Baoyan was fascinated with taking pictures while holding the camera. When he saw him, he shouted enthusiastically, "Brother, I water the flowers every day, look quickly. Look!" Zhuang     Fanxin