"Lan Xiang, which famous school is it?"

Jiang Lao asked suspiciously, and at the same time, he was a little worried that Tang Xiaoxiang was going to study abroad?

Tang Xiaoxiang shook his head in embarrassment, thinking that Jiang Lao really didn't listen to things outside the window, and only read sage books, and he didn't even say anything about Lan Xiang, the cradle of the excavator.

And Xiao Lingxue and Milo, who were in a year, laughed, and Milo opened his mouth and said to Jiang Lao:

"Jiang Lao, Lanxiang is a technical school, a school that learns excavators, electric welding, etc.! Like those schools you just said, Silly Tang Tang is still a little bit away from being admitted to them!"

"Oh, a little bit, how many points?" Jiang Lao thought to himself, this is a talent, how can he learn to drive an excavator! Although the employment prospects are good, I think that one day in the future, when people introduce Tang Xiaoxiang, Tang Xiaoxiang is a famous writer, poet and excavator master in China.

So Tang Lao thought that if Tang Xiaoxiang's grades were only a little worse, a few points, he would not be able to sell his old face to Tang Xiaoxiang after the college entrance examination to find a relationship, and make a special move.

"The admission score of Qinghua University is 725 points, and he can probably score 72.5 points!"

Milo replied for Tang Xiaoxiang with a smile.

"That's what you mean by almost?"

Jiang Lao glanced at Milo in shock, and then looked at Tang Xiaoxiang with an embarrassed face.

I thought that this was a little worse, but I estimated that I would be a few points worse in the college entrance examination, but I thought that this was almost a decimal point off your sister.

If he can get this score, it is not only a matter of poor study, but it seems that his luck is not very good!

Jiang Lao thought to himself, okay, don't say that I sell my old face with this score, I can't get you into these universities if I sell my ass!

"Uh..." Tang Lao said to Tang Xiaoxiang after tangling the language:

"That, it's good to learn excavators, and the salary is quite high!

Jiang Lao smiled awkwardly, and then pretended to suddenly realize and patted his head:

"Hey! Look at my memory! People don't have a good memory when they get older, and they have soup at home! I don't turn off the fire! You talk, I have to go back first!"

After speaking, he dragged his granddaughter and turned his head to leave!

"Hey, Jiang Lao!Jiang Lao!Qinghua, Beidan! I don't count on it! But the university in my hometown can! Don't you want to take me personally? I promise you!" Tang Xiaoxiang shouted to Jiang Lao, who was almost trotting.

He doesn't want to learn excavators when he can go to college!

"Hey, you're going to lose your baby forever!" he sighed as he looked at Jiang Lao, who was already far away.

In the afternoon, Tang Xiaoxiang, who also returned home immediately after Jiang Lao left, sat comfortably on the sofa, and was about to recall his incomparable courage and wisdom during the day when he was called to their room by Milo's summons.

As soon as Tang Xiaoxiang entered the house, he saw that Xiao Lingxue and Milo had changed into identical white suspender nightdresses.

The sexy collarbone sets off the slender jade neck, the two of them have a deep and shallow career line and a waist peak that shows the delicate beauty of women, and then look at the snow-white long legs under the hem of the nightdress, this is simply a gift from the Creator!

Tang Xiaoxiang looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him and silently recited:

"Thank God for giving me stew!ah no, thank God for giving me two beautiful women!"

Between the words, the little brother under the lower abdomen actually stood up and raised the flag to salute!

"Damn! you have it all the time!Give my brother a stop meeting!" Tang Xiaoxiang scolded as he watched his lower body stand up.

He was afraid that the second daughter would see the current condition of his lower body, so he could only hunch forward and pout his ass to hide the embarrassment at this time.

Xiao Lingxue looked back and saw Tang Xiaoxiang's current movements and his blushing face, and guessed his current situation with a slight movement of her mind, and secretly sighed in her heart, but she couldn't help but peek curiously at the flagpole erected by Tang Xiaoxiang.

Milo didn't find anything until she had no heart or lungs, she just found that after Tang Xiaoxiang came in, she got up and pulled him between herself and Xiao Lingxue and asked him to sit down.

"Silly Tang Tang, do you think there is any problem with me and my aunt dressing like this?" Milo said and got up and spun around.

"Uh! Sister Xiao is perfect when she wears this dress, you, except for a flat chest, everything else is not bad!" Tang Xiaoxiang said as he stared at Milo's big white legs.

"Ahh

"Hehe!" Tang Xiaoxiang laughed dryly.

"What do you mean by laughing?!"

"It's not interesting, don't get excited, excitement will make your breathing become short, and then there will be a big problem!" Tang Xiaoxiang said seriously.

"What's the problem, am I going to be?"

"That's not going to happen, but the rapid breathing will affect the landing of the plane!hahaha!" Tang Xiaoxiang laughed loudly after speaking.

"You go to die!" After hearing this, Milo slapped Tang Xiaoxiang a few times, and then went to Tang Xinran's side.

Xiao Lingxue comforted Milo, then glanced back at Tang Xiaoxiang and said, "Can you not open that pot and mention which pot?"

Before Tang Xiaoxiang could reply, Milo stopped doing it first and said to Xiao Lingxue: "What do you mean by which pot is not opened and which pot is not mentioned!

Xiao Lingxue hurriedly covered Milo's mouth, and then glanced at Tang Xiaoxiang a little embarrassed, and found that his expression had not changed, and at the same time he was a little cautious.

This bastard boy, how can he say that he is also the first man to touch his captive white rabbit!

Of course Tang Xiaoxiang didn't forget, he was just pretending to be calm!

Who doesn't remember when he went to elementary school! I only hate that Tang Xiaoxiang was too timid back then, and he was actually stunned by Xiao Lingxue's actions at that time! Now that I think about it, that moment may be the peak moment of his first 16 years!

If Tang Xiaoxiang didn't dare to blow it back then, at least Milo's little brother-in-law would have been called!

Xiao Lingxue didn't know that Tang Xiaoxiang had thought so much in just such a moment, she organized the language and then said to Tang Xiaoxiang:

"Xiaoxiang, I guess your reputation will be better after today's incident, I want to ask you if you plan to be a full-time anchor in the future, singing or doing something else?"

Xiao Lingxue is a little worried that Tang Xiaoxiang will treat being an Internet celebrity as a full-time job in the future, although he will earn some money, but the renewal of this industry is as fast, everyone still likes you today, and tomorrow they may not remember who you are!

No one can guarantee that if Tang Xiao wants to continue in this industry, will there be dirty water splashed on him! Not every time he has today's luck! When his reputation stinks again, he may never have a chance to turn over.

"Of course it's something else! Anchor or something, play once in a while!" Tang Xiaoxiang thought for a while and said.

He also knows that he can make a lot of money as an Internet celebrity! But now this money basically can't fall into his own hands! It's better to occasionally cooperate with Milo and let them make some money!

As for his future outlet, hehe, even if a time-traveler doesn't have a system, are you still afraid that he will starve to death? And after he came into contact with the literary world today, he already faintly thought of a profession that could make him rich.

"Then do you have a clear plan?" Xiao Lingxue breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Tang Xiaoxiang himself say that he would not treat anchors as his main business, and continued to ask.

"Yes!" Tang Xiaoxiang nodded!

"The sages once said, "Internet celebrities who don't want to be writers are not good poets!"