Zhang Kuan followed Ruoruo and entered a certain family building of Weiqiao Senior High School, originally thought that he was going to climb the building, but he didn't expect that there was an elevator inside, and the turtle grew so big, it was the first time to take the elevator, and he was a little nervous.

If you press the button on the 15th floor, the elevator will vibrate slightly and rise slowly. The turtle sighed in his heart, this is the elevator.

But in a few tens of seconds, the elevator stopped, and the turtle was still unsatisfied, and Ruoruo felt really good in the same elevator. Although it doesn't have the kind of beautiful feeling between men and women, it's just a good mood.

If the house number of Ruoruo's house is 1502, the moment the door opens, the turtle is ashamed of himself, this is an ordinary family, compared to the luxury of the general manager of Wanyuan's office, it is not worse at all, or even more advanced.

The red solid wood floor of a water, the oil shine can be seen, the middle of the living room is covered with a thick plush carpet, and the first thing that jumps into the eyelids is a set of extremely Yonghua cotton wool sofa, which makes people have the idea of being weak at first sight, and just want to throw themselves into the thick sofa and remain motionless.

As for the high-end audio and video combination, Zhang Kuan can't see the slightest doorway, he just feels that the entire wall in front of him is a screen, and the thin and tall sound on both sides is full of sci-fi style.

The turtle had never been to such a clean and tidy home, and he was a little at a loss for a while, and he was hesitating to go in front of the door. ”

Fortunately, it was morning, and if he had been running for a day's business, Zhang Kuan would rather not go in than take off his shoes.

After entering, Ruoruo led him to the bathroom, pressed a silver switch, and warm water flowed out of it instantly, and asked softly, "Can you wash it yourself?"

Zhang Kuan nodded, his face was embarrassed, he clearly saw that there was a small red women's bra and a translucent women's small neene hanging on the bathroom, and then thought of Ruoruo's chest and hips, I dare to be 100% sure that these underwear are definitely Ruoruo's, thinking like this, I can't help but be frightened like a deer, and my face is red.

Ruoruo didn't know Zhang Kuan's thoughts, and thought he was embarrassed, so he went out sideways, "Then you wash it yourself, I'll send the oil cake to grandpa." ”

If she went out, Zhang Kuan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she walked fast, otherwise she would definitely be ugly, and something under her crotch couldn't help but be held high. Wash your face with lukewarm water.

A kind old man's voice outside asked, "Ruoruo, who is that?"

Ruoruo replied, "A friend has a bleeding nose, and I brought him to wash it." ”

The kind voice immediately became majestic, and even a little angry, "He Ruonan, are you causing trouble outside again?"

Ruo Ruo argued, "I didn't, someone else provoked me." ”

"Then you're going to beat him out of the nose to bleed?"

"No, it was another kid who provoked me, he went to beat someone, and he was beaten by someone. ”

The old man's voice was softer again, "Oh, I wanted to be a hero to save the beauty, but it didn't work out?"

Ruoruo smiled, "Forget it, he didn't pay attention to it, and was exploited by that kid." ”

Zhang Kuan, who was washing his face in the bathroom, heard such a conversation outside, and shouted in his heart that he was wronged, I knew that you often bullied people, why should I wade into troubled waters? But I was helpless, it was the God of Wealth who wanted to do this by himself.

When Zhang Kuan washed it out, he saw the women's taekwondo competition trophy on the TV cabinet under the screen at a glance, and said in his heart that it was no wonder that this girl dared to yell at the colorful head, people have the ability in their hands, even if they don't do it, they can beat each other into a pig's head. Now that I think about it, I have a lot of troubles.

At the same time, I saw that sitting in the living room was a thin old man with silver hair and a pair of black-framed glasses, giving people the first impression that he was a stubborn old man in the school.

But this has nothing to do with Zhang Kuan, his target this time is Ruoruo.

The old man held his glasses and looked at Zhang Kuan carefully, the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing a mouthful of good teeth, "Sit down, eat oil cake." ”

Zhang Kuan hurriedly waved his hand, "No, I've eaten it." ”

The old man chuckled when he heard this. Ruoruo said on the side: "Eat, I bought yours, grandpa can only eat two, and I can only eat two." ”

Zhang Kuan looked at the eight oil cakes in the celadon bowl, and couldn't help blushing, eating in such a high-end environment, the psychology is still a little uncomfortable, do you say I am gobbling up big mouths, or pretending to be Sven with small bites?

The old man on the other side has already given the answer, a small bite, otherwise it will be hot.

So, the old and the young were eating oil cakes in the living room, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The old man didn't think this was good, so he asked Zhang Kuan, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Kuan. ”

"Oh, where is home?"

"Hot springs in Nanzhang Village. ”

The old man sighed again, ate a few bites of the oil cake, and asked again, "Have you graduated from high school?"

Zhang Kuan's face flushed, he hadn't even entered the gate of high school, but he was embarrassed to tell the truth at the moment, so he said cheekily: "Just graduated." ”

"Which university did you get into?"

Zhang Kuan's face darkened, and he didn't dare to lie again this time, "I didn't get in, I'm not that material." ”

After Zhang Kuan finished speaking, he looked at the expressions of the old man and Ruoruo, and found that people didn't care at all.

The old man asked, "Then what do you do now?"

"I work as a salesman in Wanyuan Garment Factory. ”

"How's the salary?"

"It's average, usually about 10,000, depending on the performance. ”

"That's not bad. ”

After the old man came to a conclusion, he wiped his hands with a tissue and wiped his mouth, "You eat slowly, I'll go and exercise." As he spoke, the old man walked to the wall, took off a long sword hanging on it, nodded to Zhang Kuan, and turned to leave.

As soon as the old man left, Zhang Kuan felt like he had gone to a mountain in his heart, and he instantly relaxed a lot, and he killed an oil cake in one bite.

Asked Ruoruo, "What does your grandfather do?

Zhang Kuan thought that the old man was a retiree, and practicing swords every day might be an activity for the elderly in the city. Unexpectedly, Ruoruo said: "He is the president of the Weiyang Wushu Association, and he took a group of old people to practice Tai Chi during the summer vacation, and he has nothing to do, and he has to go to school when school starts." ”

President of the Martial Arts Association!!

Zhang Kuan now understands how Ruoruo's jealous and hateful personality came about, and then looks at a photo on the cabinet, on which are two young men, one of them, Zhang Kuan is a little familiar, looked at it for a long time, pointed to the photo and asked tremblingly, "This, who is this?"

"Yes, that's Zhao Changjun, and the other is my dad. If she obviously knew that Zhang Kuan recognized the 10-time national martial arts champion, in fact, every stranger who came to the house would ask like this, she would have been surprised for a long time.

However, for a teenager, it was a bit surprising that he actually knew Zhao Changjun. You know, the current teenagers only know Professor Du, EXO them.

Zhang Kuan gave Ruoruo a thumbs up and said, "That kid just now was really lucky, if you do, I'm afraid you will either have a broken arm or a broken leg." ”

Ruoruo shook his head and said: "No, I will be measured, at most I will teach him a lesson, and it is impossible for people to break their arms and legs." ”

Oh. Zhang Kuan nodded and thought, yes, after all, if it is a girl, it has the strength to make people break their arms and legs, but I didn't expect Ruoruo's next sentence to be, "I accidentally broke a hooligan's arm last time, and my father locked me up for half a month." ”

"Poof!" Zhang Kuan didn't pay attention for a while, the oil cake that had just entered his mouth squirted out, and he hurriedly wiped it with a paper towel, and said in his mouth, "The oil cake is too hot." ”

Ruoruo smiled and asked him with a sideways face, "Did you kid have bad thoughts about me on the road just now?"

"No, how could it be. Zhang Kuan said, with a righteous face, "I am the most jealous and hateful person, how can I have bad thoughts about you." ”

"Then you stare at my back. Ruoruo didn't seem to intend to let Zhang Kuan go, and both eyes emitted green light, like a she-wolf waiting for an opportunity to prey.

Zhang Kuan was stared at by her, and quickly changed the topic, "By the way, you said that your grandfather works at the school? What does he do, work in that school?"

"Oh, he's the principal of Weiqiao Middle School, haven't you heard of it?" Ruoruo patted his head again after speaking, "That's right, I guess you won't be able to get into Weiqiao Middle School." ”

Weiqiao Middle School is a school with the highest passing rate in addition to Weiyang No. 1 Middle School, and it is a few points away from catching up with Weiyang No. 1 Middle School every time, but after all, Weiyang No. 1 Middle School is Weiyang's signature school, supported by the government, and a good teacher will be poached, and it is indeed a bit difficult to surpass.

However, if it can firmly hold the second position, it can also be seen that its teaching quality is not ordinary.

If it is said that Zhang Kuan cannot be admitted to Weiqiao Middle School, there is also a basis.

Zhang Kuan himself doesn't care about this kind of thing, he didn't go to high school in the first place, so he couldn't get in.

I just think in my heart that if I can have a happy family, my studies will not necessarily be worse than others.

Inadvertently, Zhang Kuan saw a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging in a room with an open door, and couldn't help but be curious, so he walked in and sighed, "Wow, so many calligraphy and paintings." ”

If you see Zhang Kuan's stunned expression, you are so embarrassed, you stepped forward and said: "It's nothing, this one was given by Mr. Sun Guang the year before last, this one was painted by Mr. Cai Tonghai last year, and this is Mr. Ding Shaoguang's masterpiece......

If he explained one by one, Zhang Kuan was confused, and he didn't know any of the names he said. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the largest lotus leaf painting hanging in it and asked, "What is this?"

"Ha, this is the prototype of the giant propaganda poster hanging in the lotus root base, which was sent by Mr. Ma Shuliang after he finished it. ”

"Ma Shuliang?" Zhang Kuan suddenly had the impression that it was a local painter who had won an award in Hong Kong a few years ago, and the local TV and newspapers had hyped it up.

Hearing this, Zhang Kuan had a different understanding of the old man, obviously, the other party is a scholarly family, no, a civil and military family, anyway, he and himself who were born with mud legs are two worlds.

If you don't know this, you still think that Zhang Kuan is immersed in the ocean of calligraphy and painting and can't extricate himself.

In the middle of his eyes, Zhang Kuan suddenly saw something really related to himself, and on the messy desk, there was a report with the red prefix of Weiqiao Middle School, titled A discussion report on whether the rigid rules of students' school uniforms are reasonable.

Zhang Kuan took a general look, his heart was full of waves, and he shouted Long live the God of Wealth, if he is a sister, he is indeed the guide of his new source of wealth.

Since Wanyuan's labor protection supplies have no new way out, why not make a fuss about student uniforms?

If you see Zhang Kuan suddenly happy, and if he likes this calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, he said that there are not many such young people, it seems that this guy is a wonderful person.