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When Xie Wen heard her agree, she happily hugged Nie Yao's arm and shook it vigorously.

"Da Yao, you're so good!"

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day of the parent-teacher conference.

Nie Yao had already agreed with Nie's mother that a parent-teacher conference would be held at nine o'clock in the morning on Sunday.

In the class, it was not just the students, but the parents, and the students were standing in the hallway, bringing their parents to their places and sitting down.

Nie Yao stood at the corner of the corridor, looking at the direction of the entrance of the building, it was almost nine o'clock, and Nie's mother hadn't come yet.

She frowned and walked quickly to the school gate.

Although Nie's mother didn't pay attention to the original owner before, she still arrived on time every time the original owner held a parent-teacher meeting, even if the original owner's grades were at the end of the crane every time, Nie's mother never missed the parent-teacher meeting.

Now that Nie's mother has obviously changed her opinion of her daughter, it is impossible for her not to come because of the happy and joyful look of Nie's mother last time when she saw Nie Yao's results.

Nie Yao was worried about what was happening at home, but Nie's mother didn't have a mobile phone, so she could only call the landline phone at home, and she called three times, but no one answered.

Nie Qi wasn't there either.

Nie Yao could only wait at the school gate, hoping that Nie's mother was just too late to go out.

At nine forty, Nie Yao's gaze staring at the school gate was suddenly stunned, who else could it be that wearing an old coat and sleeves was not Nie's mother?

Nie Yao hurriedly hurried over.

Nie's mother was sweating finely, and Nie Yao took her arm and brought her into the campus.

Seeing that Nie's mother was obviously in a hurry to go out, and remembering the phone call that no one answered at home, Nie Yao twisted her eyebrows and asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Nie's mother glanced at her daughter, opened her mouth, and stopped talking, thinking that she was about to have a parent-teacher conference, she could only swallow the words into her stomach, she patted Nie Yao's hand and comforted: "It's nothing, Mom is a little late to go out, let's go, let's go to give you a parent-teacher conference first." ”

Nie Yao could see Nie Mu's mood at a glance, so she had to nod and agree.

When the parent-teacher meeting is held, Nie's mother will naturally confess to her.

When the mother and daughter arrived outside the classroom of the seventh class of the second year of high school, the parent-teacher meeting had already begun, and the classroom was almost full.

The students were crowded in the corridor, and the corridor, which was not spacious, was crowded by the students.

At this time, Nie Mu and Nie Yao appeared together, attracting everyone's attention almost instantly.

Gao Lulu stood in front of the crowd and saw Nie Yao at a glance.

She glanced at Nie's mother's dirty dress, and her face was full of disgust.

She turned her head away with a sneer and whispered to the girl next to her.

Nie Mu's dress today is indeed a little embarrassing, her coiled hair is now slightly loose because she is in a hurry, her upper body is an old-fashioned cardigan, but she is buttoned tightly, her lower body is wide black pants, and her feet are wearing a pair of Nie Qi's worn sneakers.

There are sleeves on her arms, no different from the aunt who just came out of the cafeteria.

Nie's mother is not stupid, she went out in a hurry, she didn't care about her dress at all, and at this time, she was looked at by Nie Yao's classmates with ridicule or disgust, and she couldn't raise her head a little.

Nie's mother, who hung her head, glanced at her daughter beside her crampedly, and regretted that she didn't change her clothes when she went out, which embarrassed her daughter.

If it were like before, my daughter would definitely not want to stand with herself like this.

But this time, not only did her daughter not deliberately distance herself from her, but also hugged her more closely, holding her hand harder, as if she was giving her silent support.

Nie's mother suddenly didn't feel that there was anything to be ashamed of in her old clothes.

Nie Yao dragged Nie Mu through the crowd to the front of the classroom, and then knocked politely on the door.

As he was talking, Mr. Cao turned his head and looked at the door.

Nie Yao opened his mouth and said, "Teacher Cao, my mother is late, can I send her to my seat to sit down?"

Teacher Cao was stunned for a second or two before he reacted, nodded hurriedly, and then Nie Yao personally sent Nie's mother to her seat to sit down, and then walked out of the classroom through the back door.

Mother Nie stared at her daughter's back, and there were small pieces of starlight flickering in her eyes.

As soon as Nie Yao went out, she was surrounded by Chen Jia, Xie Wen and Liu Siqi.

"That was your mom just now. Liu Siqi asked softly.

Nie Yao nodded.

Liu Siqi covered her mouth and laughed, "You don't look like your mother at all." ”

Chen Jia and Xie Wen on the side laughed, and several people didn't mean to laugh at Nie's mother, but Nie Yao's current appearance was indeed not at all like Nie's mother.

Just by her head, she is five or six centimeters shorter than Nie's mother, and because she is fat, her facial features are squeezed together, and she can't see anything similar to Nie's mother.

If Nie's mother wasn't wearing those old clothes, just looking at her facial features, she would still be a middle-aged woman with charm.

Teacher Cao was talking in the classroom, and Xie Wen, Chen Jia, and Liu Siqi pointed to their seats for Nie Yao to get to know their parents.

Xie Wen and Chen Jiahe both came from their fathers.

Xie Wen's father was wearing a black suit, with a pair of black-framed eyes, not tall, but he looked very literate.

Chen Jiahe couldn't help but ask on the side, "Xie Wen, your father is a literary worker?"

Xie Wen laughed when Chen Jiahe's question was asked, "My dad is a science and engineering student, a programmer, and has nothing to do with literary workers at all." ”

Several people suddenly blackened.

Chen Jiahe's father was wearing a sportswear, and she often had a smile on her lips, and she said, "What do you guess my dad does?"

"Don't tell me I'm a sports coach, do you?" asked Liu Siqi.

Chen Jiahe covered his mouth and smiled stupidly, "What kind of coach is my dad, he is the bus driver." ”

After talking and laughing like this, Nie Yao's mood shrouded in clouds suddenly improved.

Xie Wen suddenly pursed her lips and pointed towards the two seats in the classroom.

One of them is Gao Lulu's seat, and the other is Leng Xiangchen's seat.

Leng Xiangchen's parent-teacher meeting was also attended by his father.

But his father sat in the crowd, and it was obvious that he had a different temperament from most other parents.

Leng Xiangchen's father was tall, wearing a well-tailored business attire, and his gestures unintentionally exuded the atmosphere of a superior.

Leng Xiangchen is very similar to his father in terms of temperament and appearance.

And it was her mother who came to Gao Lulu.

Gao Lulu's mother wears light makeup, her black hair is half-coiled, she wears a lilac dress, and high heels on her slender ankles.

She sat in her daughter's place, her back straight, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and she looked noble.

Looking at it this way, what kind of parents teach what kind of children they are.

Take Leng Xiangchen and Gao Lulu as examples, both of them are similar to their parents.