In the east of Luoquan County, when the night falls, every household has already been lit up with bright lights, even if this area belongs to the old city, the environment is definitely not dilapidated, a residential area that looks a little old, but the scenery and roads are still beautiful and intact, Wang Xuedong just pushed open the door with the smell of wine, and the middle-aged beauty waiting on the sofa in the living room frowned and got up, "Drinking again?" What time is it? ”

The weather in December is short and the nights are long, and now it is only more than six o'clock in the evening, Wang Xuedong waved his hand helplessly, "There are some things that can be pushed off, I have tried my best to hide, otherwise don't say more than six o'clock, it would be good to be able to come back at nine o'clock." ”

Seeing what the middle-aged beauty was going to say, Wang Xuedong snorted sideways, "I'll go to the rest meeting, and I can leave in advance after three cups of atonement, I'm a little dizzy." ”

He wasn't dizzy, he just didn't want to face the yellow-faced woman's face.

The middle-aged beauty opened her mouth, and finally sat down with a black face, at this time Wang Xuedong was already about to pass by the living room and walk to the study, but he paused when he walked to the door of the study.

"Mom, I'm back!"

A few seconds later, the door was opened from the outside, and Wang Xingjie's figure had already appeared in the door, shouting excitedly at the beautiful woman in the living room.

"Aren't you going to school? I just had a vacation two days ago, and now I'm back for what I'm doing? Wang Xuedong's voice also sounded, frowning and full of impatience, and his voice was also stern with a small collapse.

What the hell is this son doing?

Wang Xingjie is his only son, 18 years old this year, and it can be inferred from here that Wang Xuedong is not too old, in fact, he is just forty.

At the age of forty, as the deputy director of the Luoquan County Public Security Bureau, or the second-in-command, he has already achieved a career, Wang Xuedong has no shortage of ambition in his heart, he understands that there is still a lot of room for improvement at his age, the problem is that there is no hope at all in a short time, the career is like this, in the family environment, his wife Su Ling was a great beauty when she was young, and now she is still at the age of charm, but he has long been used to it after one or two decades of marriage, but he is said to be trained every day for the shortcomings of his parents, which makes him impatient, and he is even bigger when he talks about his son.

He didn't even know what was going on with this son, his grades were still very good in junior high school, he used to be at the top of the first grade in the experimental middle school, and the second year of secondary school began to decline at an alarming rate, and he was desperate for four or five years.

It's okay if the grades are not good, anyway, he doesn't have hope, as long as this kid doesn't make trouble, he doesn't care much, as long as he can score points in peace, he can't arrange a future? It's just that this kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he often causes trouble at school, and he was expelled last time.

In the era of advanced technology on the Internet, how many people like him are planted in the hands of their relatives? How did the word pit dad come about? Now Wang Xingjie's pit is not obvious, but he also has a trace of vigilance, and inferred from this kid's past behavior that if he really arranges a job after graduating from high school, this kid will be like when he was in school or more nonsense than when he was in school, and eighty percent will make him miserable.

Now he is a little annoyed with Wang Xingjie, his face darkened when he saw it, and he wanted to discipline himself well because he didn't have time, Su Ling was a loving mother again, and he was cheeky enough to send him to the county first high school, and there was no accident in the previous month, Wang Xuedong also breathed a sigh of relief, who would have thought that he would suddenly run home when he should have gone to school? Could it be that something happened again?

"What are you doing? Xiaojie can't go home yet? Okay, your big stinky shelf has been put on your son's head? When Wang Xuedong's mind flipped, as soon as his heart was raised, Su Ling suddenly stood up from the sofa and retorted, looking like a calf, which also made Wang Xuedong depressed and wanted to slap himself again, "I just asked him why he went home at this time, what are you anxious about?" ”

Su Ling froze for a moment, then turned to look at Wang Xingjie, "Xiaojie, did you have an accident again?" ”

The words were full of care and a hint of worry, and when he said this, he looked at his son back and forth from top to bottom, this gaze was purely caring and nervous, but suddenly, Wang Xingjie, who was full of excitement, felt uncomfortable.

This situation was also common in the past, but he never cared about it himself and no one pointed it out, so he often ignored it, just maintaining a posture of being afraid of his father and relying on his mother.

Now he sees so much in his parents' reactions.

His father's dissatisfaction and irritability made his head big when he saw him, and when his mother saw that he still loved him, she instinctively worried that he would cause trouble again.

Is he really that bad? To the point where everyone is disgusted? His parents see him like this, so you can imagine the attitude of other people...... At this moment, Wang Xingjie felt much more deeply about what Huang Jingyao said that he was abandoned by the world.

His face stiffened, even though he really wanted to return to his nature, but in the end he still looked at his father sullenly, and said unconvinced, "When I come back, I must have caused trouble and asked you for help?" I'm here to show you my monthly exam results. ”

"You? Grades? Wang Xuedong laughed silently, glanced at his son, and his eyes were speechless.

They are father and son, and he himself is not a shallow person in the city, but even if he doesn't faint from the few drinks he drank before, he can always inspire him to be more casual.

It seems that some people are introverted before drinking, and when they drink too much, they will talk a lot, and they are bold, Wang Xuedong is not that kind of person, but he is too lazy to hide unnecessary emotions.

"I can't do well in the exam?" Wang Xingjie was very unhappy, and Wang Xuedong was furious, "Okay, then let me see, your results and face for me to see?" ”

When he strode over, his expression was not angry and arrogant, and Wang Xingjie had always been afraid of his father, so he was almost scared to hide, but Wang Xuedong moved faster, and he stepped forward and grabbed the scroll and read it.

After a few glances, Wang Xuedong stared at him in shock.

Language 112! Math 98! English 103! Wen Zong 178!

Even if Wang Xuedong didn't calculate what the total score was in a few seconds, he knew how much of an improvement this result was for Wang Xingjie.

Last time, he was 79 in Chinese, 61 in mathematics, 78 in English, and 152 in literature. Can the overall score be improved less?

"A total score of 491? Xiaojie, who are you copying? It's too bad, isn't it? When Wang Xuedong stared straight, Su Ling, who had always only doted on her son, also exclaimed.

Wang Xingjie turned green on the spot, copied it? He finally worked hard for more than a month to get such a good score, and he was considered to have copied?

Yes, Huang Jingyao knew when he first saw Wang Xingjie's talent that it was really not bad, comparable to the talent of the first student in the fifth class, and after adding 1 point each, he had already surpassed the previous fifth class student Zhang Ting, and his foundation was not too bad, and the total score of 370 in the last exam was much better than Wang Hao and Yang Erbiao.

As long as you are willing to work hard, it is not too strange to improve about 30 points per subject a month.

is also because he was stimulated by Huang Jingyao more ruthlessly, which hit him too hard, Wang Xingjie was studying day and night for more than a month, getting up early was almost the earliest, and returning from self-study at night was almost the latest.

Then he became one of the middle and upper reaches of the fifth class this time, and he had already grasped the minimum admission line of the two books in Donghua Province last year, and the total score of 121 points was raised.

This progress is exaggerated and huge, but a copy of someone's almost made him faint.