"Aunt Zhao. Lin Xiaojin had no choice but to step forward and scream.

"Xiaojin is so good. Aunt Zhao patted Lin Xiaojin's hand, and then said to Lin Guoqiang, "Old Lin, Ningning's matter is a big deal in our family.

No, Ning Ning said that she was going to have a parent-teacher conference, where can I rest assured that my husband will come alone, so I went to the unit first to ask for a leave, and I rushed over.

"Fortunately, my tax bureau supervision department sits in the office all day long, drinking tea, so it's very easy to sneak out. ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but show a smug look in her eyes. Her status as a civil servant of the tax bureau is quite superior in front of the Lin family's father and son.

Lin Guoqiang is an honest man, but he just said "oh", and he had nothing to say.

Aunt Zhao left the Lin family's father and son, and eagerly turned around and asked Zhao Qinning, "How is it, baby son, which class are you assigned to?"

"Materialization (2) class. Zhao Qinning replied.

Lin Xiaojin immediately heard it, it turned out that after a long time, Zhao Qinning was not assigned to the most powerful materialization (1) class, but (2) class.

This just confirms Lin Xiaojin's guess yesterday. As soon as he heard that Zhao Qinning scored an average of 90 points in each course yesterday, he guessed that Zhao Qinning might not be able to enter the top materialization class.

Uncle Zhao glanced at Lin Guoqiang embarrassedly, as if he was afraid that Lin Guoqiang would hear something. When he bragged to Lin Guoqiang just now, he didn't make it clear whether it was materialization (1) class or (2) class.

However, Uncle Zhao was obviously overwhelmed. Because Lin Guoqiang didn't understand it at all, in his mind, the "materialization class" and the "Wuhua class" were not clear, and it was even more unclear whether class (1) or class (2) was clear.

When Aunt Zhao heard that it was class (2), she was immediately a little disappointed. However, in front of the Lin family's father and son, she also pretended not to pay attention.

She thought to herself that with Lin Xiaojin's grades, it would be impossible to be in the materialization class in the future, so whether Zhao Qinning was in class (1) or class (2), Lin Guoqiang and Liu Cuilan would never figure it out.

In the future, even if she bragged in front of the neighbors, saying that Zhao Qinning was in the best class of Haitong No. 1 Middle School, no one would debunk it. Therefore, in "Sheep Waist Bay", his face is bright.

So, in order to cover up the question of class (1) or class (2), Aunt Zhao hurriedly changed the topic and pretended to return her attention to Lin Xiaojin. She said to Lin Xiaojin: "Xiaojin, how many points did you score in the test this time?"

Lin Xiaojin said honestly: "I didn't come to class yesterday, so it's not clear. ”

Lin Guoqiang said angrily to Aunt Zhao: "Brother and sister, don't ask him." I don't expect anything, this high school, I think it's redundant!

"I was ready for a long time, anyway, my car repair shop still lacked a helper, and he didn't need to go to the garbage class in his sophomore year of high school, so I asked him to go home and help me fix my car. ”

Uncle Zhao hurriedly pretended to complain: "Lao Lin, how can you say that? How can today's children gain a foothold in society if they don't study? Even if they repair cars, they must pay attention to high technology." ”

Aunt Zhao also explained and persuaded in a weird way: "Yes, Lao Lin." Even if Xiaojin doesn't do well in the exam and enters a worse class, at least he has to continue to study. In the future, after graduating from high school, it will be easier to find a job.

"You can't really let him follow you in that pile for the rest of your life. ”

When Lin Guoqiang heard Aunt Zhao say that his car repair shop was a "pile of rags", he became even more angry. But what can be done? He is a civil servant, and his son is so promising, what can he say?

Lin Guoqiang stood there and couldn't say a word, he could only sprinkle his anger on Lin Xiaojin, he blew his beard at Lin Xiaojin and glared, and his mouth "hummed" again.

Aunt Zhao hurriedly said, "Lao Lin, no matter what, let's find Xiaojin's name first." Ning Ning also helped to find it together. ”

"Okay, Mom. Zhao Qinning is as well-behaved as a girl. He led the way in front, and the group headed straight for the whiteboards on the right side of the auditorium.

With Zhao Qinning's understanding of Lin Xiaojin, although Lin Xiaojin has an inexplicable history of being the first in the whole district in mathematics, in general, Lin Xiaojin's total score should be at the bottom of the grade.

Besides, Lin Guoqiang himself said just now that Lin Xiaojin entered the "garbage class". Therefore, Zhao Qinning directly led his parents and Lin Guoqiang to the last whiteboard of the sophomore (18) class.

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao followed behind, looking interested. For them, it was a great pleasure to see the children in their neighborhood at the bottom of their grades.

The parents and students in front of the whiteboard in the sophomore (18) class were sparse, and they all looked listless.

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao were full of energy. In front of the parents of these "garbage class students", the two of them clearly have a nameless sense of superiority.

They seriously looked for Lin Xiaojin's name on the whiteboard. Moreover, because they knew that Lin Xiaojin's grades were not good, they simply looked forward from the last place, and they couldn't help but show a gloating expression on their faces.

However, the result disappointed them - after looking for a long time, from the worst student in the garbage class to the student with the highest grades, there was no word "Lin Xiaojin".

Although Lin Guoqiang has gas in his stomach, he is also looking for it seriously. Due to his low level of education, it is easy to find, so he simply only looks for the word "Lin". However, on the whole board, whether it is a surname or a first name, there is no word "Lin".

Everyone looked at Lin Xiaojin in surprise.

Lin Xiaojin looked at everyone innocently. If he suggested that everyone look for his name on the whiteboard of the "Materialization (1) Class", the people around him would definitely think that he was crazy. So, he didn't know what to say.

At this time, Lin Guoqiang had a whim, twisted Lin Xiaojin's ear and said, "Stinky boy, I understand." No wonder, yesterday the comrades from your teaching office called home. I see, you must have cheated on an exam, didn't you?"

"Dad......" Lin Xiaojin was speechless.

Lin Guoqiang saw that Lin Xiaojin was speechless, and thought that he was right, so he immediately jumped and said: "I said yes, didn't you? You cheated, so you didn't even have a grade! You didn't even have your name on the whiteboard of the garbage class!, didn't you?"

Lin Xiaojin thought to herself: Dad, your imagination is really rich. However, he did not dare to say it.

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao looked at each other and smiled. They already believed in Lin Guoqiang's words.

Aunt Zhao hurriedly explained: "Okay, okay, I have to give us Xiaojin a little face in school." Even if he cheats, you have to give him a chance to be a new man, how can you be beaten to death with a stick?"