Because from time to time during the class, there were suspicious characters carrying cameras and wandering at the back door of the sixth class of the third year, and the boys in the back row who were unruly in the past coughed twice with great connotation, involuntarily touched a few handfuls of hair, and by the way, while the camera was turned over, he slightly lowered the collar of the school uniform, revealing a side face with a knowing smile, as if he was completely immersed in the sea of learning...
Li Cheng sat in the corner, completely unaware that he had been chased from various angles, his thoughts were all placed on the book, and the characters were clearly entered into his brain one by one like carvings, and archived for the record.
Thinking about how he stayed up late and couldn't read the effect of the first seventeen years, Li Cheng couldn't help but feel blood in his heart, his former self was suitable for direct investment in the recycling station for crushing transformation.
Sure enough, there is such a thing as a high IQ, only those who really have it will understand...
It's so convenient!
Compared with before the practice, the two are completely the net distance of the campus sports meeting and the marathon long-distance run!
With such excitement, he had a very fulfilling time in the three classes in the afternoon, and in the last class, he not only quickly completed the chemistry test papers that were tested in class, but even had the spare energy to read all the textbooks and Xi practice books.
"Students, please be quiet." The head teacher walked up to the podium in high spirits, this is a tall old man, his cheeks are slightly white, and his hands are very deep pressed down, "Today is Saturday, which means that you will have a day off, speaking of which, I have seen the smiles of many students." The
head teacher glanced at it and sighed kindly, "Yes, the preparation for the past few days can be described as very hard. However, everyone should understand that now is the critical period for sprinting for the college entrance examination, maybe just a slack on your part, you will be hit hard, so I very much hope that during this holiday I will see some students playing in the game hall or in the Internet café..."
The words instantly crossed out the two entertainment regions, and some of the boys collapsed their faces and whispered two sentences of national scolding.
"If I find out, you won't want to know the consequences." The old man didn't care, and when he said this, he finally smiled on his expressionless face, and the threat was concise, "To be honest, I'm afraid you don't understand."
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"Student.
Never feel like a good weekend again.
"Li Cheng, come out with me. Others, after school. The last words of the head teacher in the class made all the students look at Li Cheng sympathetically, and the old man's broken thoughts were not so easy to accept.
Su Mei stood in the corridor, looking at the well-behaved young man who followed the middle-aged teacher, and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
The Yongan TV-Spark Interview program is scheduled for 8 p.m. every Saturday.
Mingxi Villa No. 2, Building A, downstairs hall. Xu Hongyi, whose shirt was pulled up to his elbows, crossed the coffee table sideways, and casually stuffed himself into the cushion of the sofa, his slightly messy broken hair fluffy on both sides of his cheeks, which looked soft.
He pressed his forehead, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little shady. He had already guessed that after the recurrence of the old man's illness, the people in the capital would definitely not be able to sit still. In the past two days, the company under Xu's name has been suppressed openly and secretly, and the two sources of goods have been cut off, which has caused him a lot of trouble.
But trouble is not a problem that can be solved.
Xu Hongyi's face was cold, and he broke an orange coldly, and the honey-colored juice soaked his lips and condensed a little shiny.
However, it was obvious that the only audience in the room was not very interested in the beauty of this older young man, and the young doctor who was playing with the river mussel in his hand pressed the remote control idly, but his eyes did not leave the clean beads in the cup and bowl for a moment, and he sighed, "Good thing."
"If it weren't for the old man's illness, I would have to take it back and keep it." Song Ji'an stroked the smooth bead wall with his thumb, and liked it very much.
Xu Hongyi hugged his arms and reminded lightly: "Mine."
Dr.
Song rolled his eyes and mocked unto be outdone: "It is said that you have an extra seventeen-year-old son?
"I don't have to know how to know, many people have been staring at you in Nanjiang Province for the past two days, of course, your old man already knows about this, maybe I will have to ask you to bring the child and his mother back to see it in a while." Song Ji'an is the grandson of Song Lao, a well-known person in the Chinese medicine industry, and has had a good personal relationship with Xu Hongyi since he was a child, so he developed the Xi of bursting his mouth full of firecrackers at the touch of a button, and often died in front of the other party.
Xu Hongyi: "..."
"I said, even if you change your age in order to go to the sea to do business, your real age is only twenty-seven years old, tsk, you can pass on the ancestry and give birth to a son at the age of ten, which is worthy of being born in Jiangmen and the species of the old Xu family." Doctor Song was still sneering, and he didn't notice that at a certain moment, Xu Shao's facial expression next to him suddenly fell into a trance.
Xu Hongyi's voice froze: "Stop." The
hand that pressed the button couldn't help but respond, and Dr. Song was stunned for a moment, and wondered, "What stop?"
Seeing that the man snatched the remote control, Dr. Song directly crashed his brain, the world is changing too fast, mortals can't keep up with the rhythm at all, is this Xu Shao, is this really Xu Shao, who has been leading the way since he was a child in the compound?
When did successful people like the other party start watching soap operas at eight o'clock?
Doctor Song was shocked and shouted in his heart that it was a hell, and then he saw Xu Dashao's fingers move slightly and easily flipped back to the three stations, and his cold gaze was firmly fixed on the program screen of Yongan TV.
The host Su Mei stood sideways in front of the classroom door, Xu Hongyi indifferently omitted the figure of the hostess, and quietly looked at the side face of the teenager in the classroom.
The shooting is very blurry, the scenery is pale when the sun casts it, and even the eyebrows and eyes of the teenager can't be seen clearly, but there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity... Xu Hongyi glanced at the title at the bottom right, the young man fights the robber?
Is it really him? The man laughed faintly in his heart, a young man who was not very old, but he didn't like to be in the limelight.
Doctor Song glanced at him, raised one of his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Does Xu Shao recognize him?"
"Yes."
Although Xu Shao's face was relatively cold, Doctor Song still heard something else from the other party's shortened voice... Don't be so gentle, okay, did you see your own son!
Song Ji'an never knew that he was slightly closer to the truth.
The show is nearing the end, although it is a formal talk show, but for some reason the appearance rate of the teenager is not high, only the clean font on the table is as straight into the hearts of the people as a clear spring.
Very studious young man.
Xu Hongyi turned off the TV and got up, dropped the shirt loosely at his elbow, dropped his wrist, unlocked the lock screen of his mobile phone, and clicked on the number of Li Cheng in the text message.
Over there, in order to find information, Song Ji'an squatted on the side of the sofa and brushed the forum of the Spark column, and found that in just ten minutes, the girls on the forum began to fight on the question of whether the cute teenager who outwitted the gangster had plastic surgery, and finally a shooting enthusiast whose name seemed to be quite pedantic successfully extinguished the directional remarks with professional knowledge.
Heilan Refraction: The discussion upstairs is really funny, and the focus on the little hero is not very good, right? Besides, it's just a good-looking side face, where did people get plastic surgery without even revealing their faces? Of course, based on my years of experience, the beauty of the characters does not necessarily mean that they look good, but also that the shooting angle is well chosen, and I feel that the cameraman of the Spark column is much better than me in this regard.
So the limelight wrinkled, and Fang Qi, the cameraman of the Spark column, unknowingly became weirdly popular on the forum.
At this time, Li Cheng, who was safe and didn't know that he had walked into the screen, was sitting on the wooden bench in front of the shoe repair stall with his schoolbag.
The old shoemaker looked at the brand-new yellow duck pullover he handed over speechlessly, a little unable to believe his ears, "What are you talking about?"
Li Cheng thought that the other party didn't hear clearly, and repeated: "Make it old." The
shoemaker pinched the soft toy costume in his hand, and explained helplessly: "... Did you see the signboard next to me before you came? I'm a shoe repairer. He pointed to the words "Shoe Repair" at his feet.
"I know." Li Cheng nodded, gesturing seriously: "The clothes will be polished for you casually, and it is best to poke a few big holes on them and wipe two shoe footprints." The
old man looked at him in disbelief.
"Or sprinkle some lime and mud..." This is Li Cheng's thoughts, if Li Mu really found out that there was an extra million in the family, she would have to have an explanation, in fact, there is no more suitable reason than winning the lottery.
Going to another world or something, the explanation is too mysterious, and it's hard to guarantee that my mother won't worry about herself. This is unfilial piety.
After thinking about it, it is better to find a yellow duck to cover it up, it is too new, it is not good, at least it has to be made a little old to prove that this award is dangerous, and the staff can only ensure the safety of the winner by not announcing the news.
The shoemaker clanged and hammered the yellow duck, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings, and shed tears of sadness in his heart, repairing shoes for so many years, it was the first time to use the ability to repair shoes to destroy it, and the movements under his hands were shaking greatly!
Before arriving home in the evening, Li Cheng stuffed the duck into the gravel piled up in the house, and the mobile phone in his backpack began to vibrate restlessly.
Hearing the voice coming from the phone, Li Cheng was stunned for a moment, looked down at the phone screen, and then got close to his ear again, "... Is it Mr. Xu?
"Yes." The voice over there was not too loud, but it was very calm and clear, "I wanted to invite you to dinner next weekend, but because of work, I am leaving Nanjiang recently, and it seems that this day has to be advanced..."
"Do you have time for noon tomorrow?"
Li Cheng recalled his Xi progress, except for sleep time, tonight and tomorrow morning, it is probably enough to finish reading the Xi book to take home, so thinking about it, there is no conflict, besides... It was supposed to be a banquet for Mr. Xu.
"Yes." Nod.
"Okay, someone will pick you up tomorrow." The man over there laughed, as if guessing the boy's sluggish reaction.
Li Cheng listened to the busy sound and hung up the phone, nodded and thought about it, if it is a banquet for Mr. Xu, the stores around the school will definitely not work, as for other high-end areas in the city... Li Cheng really hasn't been to those places.
He rubbed his fingers at his eyebrows, slightly distressed.
But then again, for some reason, it seems that every time he puts his finger on his eyebrows, his heart suddenly throbs, and it is a strange feeling.
Shen Daxia, who was in the continent realm, walked thousands of miles with the half-immortal body of the demon king without changing his face, but at this time he couldn't help but blush, his fingers gently stroked the place with the mark on his forehead, sensing the affection (fog) from his daughter-in-law, and he was also drunk.
Although there are more unnatural factors when combining Taoist couples, does this dependence from the other party show that the little guy is also willing to accept himself... Shen Daxia's heart was overjoyed.
Where has the daughter-in-law gone, I really want to hug him.