The time when Enron was truly freed from the misery of homework was noon.

Ann's mother happened to be carrying the food home, and Security also jumped up and down behind her, still holding a lollipop in her mouth.

"Mom, I'll help you." An Ran said, took the vegetable basket from An's mother's hand, and after mentioning the kitchen, An Ran rolled up his sleeves and directly chose the dishes.

An's mother changed her shoes and came over, and seeing that An Ran had already chosen half of the dishes, and the choice was not bad, she couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Son, the choice is good, when will you do this job?" ”

"Learn to do it." An Ran smiled and gave the rest of the dishes to her mother, and the mother and son quickly chose all the dishes, and then made a fire to cook.

An Ran often lived alone in his previous life, so he had already figured out how to cook food and how to stir-fry the fragrant food. Now when cooking with An's mother, An Ran naturally takes on most of the work, and An's mother has become a helper.

Seeing that her son suddenly became so capable, although An's mother was a little surprised in her heart, she didn't say anything, but secretly ran to the balcony to call An's father very happily.

At noon, Father Ann really rushed home to eat. At this time, An Ran had already put all the dishes on the table, and as soon as Father An entered the house, he smelled the aroma of the room, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Su Xiang, what's going on?" Didn't you say there was a surprise waiting for me? Is it our family's birthday? While changing his shoes, he turned his head to talk to An's mother, but in a blink of an eye, none of his family of four had a birthday at this time!

"Surprise? This table is all made by your eldest son, surprise? Mother Ann's eyebrows were curled when she smiled, and she looked very beautiful.

"Really? Then I'll have to try it. After changing his shoes, Father Ann sat down, and Mother Ann poured some wine for Father Ann in a timely manner, and then talked about today's events.

"Good son, when did you get this kind of craft? We've never seen you cook before. Mother Ann asked with some confusion.

An Ran was stunned for a moment, but he forgot about it. Just thinking about how to make the food delicious and delicious, but forgetting that I have never cooked before, and it is impossible for a first-time cook to make all the meals so colorful, fragrant!

"By the way, I've seen the master chef of the cafeteria stir-fry the food, and the general method is pretty much the same." Enron lied.

As a result, his lie was quite successful, and An's father and An's mother all believed it. After all, in the past, An Ran was a truant king, and when he didn't go to class, he naturally had to walk around and play, run to the cafeteria to watch the master cook and then steal a lesson or two, which is normal.

"Good son! In the future, we won't study, and Dad will pay for you to learn to cook! "Father Ann is happy, it seems that his son's poor academic performance is not because he doesn't have enough brains, but because his interest is not in books. If my son is really interested in cooking, then let him learn to cook in the future. Anyway, the children in this compound are basically like this, those who can read are studying, and those who can't study are trying to find a way out to make a living, and no one will laugh at whose work is low.

"No, I want to read." The expression on An Ran's face at this moment suddenly became extremely strict, and he turned his head to look at An's mother.

"Our son finished his summer vacation homework at noon today! Awesome, right? An's mother said, her eyes still winked at An's father, signaling that he would also encourage the child like herself.

"Ah, yes, that's amazing!" Father An also smiled and encouraged An Ran, but what was the wry smile on the corner of his mouth? Could it be that he still has some doubts?

After lunch, Enron finally had a time that he had arranged. He turned on the computer first, planning to briefly see if there was a reply to the theme song he voted for director Zhang Danian.

In the past two days, he has been busy with homework, and now that he thinks about it, even he feels a little incredible.

After turning on the computer, the computer was running and the mailbox was opened.

The mailbox shows that he has a total of ...... 124 unread messages!

An Ran was taken aback, he thought that this world was the same as the previous life, and garbage was flying all over the sky.

But of course, when he clicked on the mailbox and was about to clean up, the headlines that seemed to call for help immediately attracted his attention.

"Enron, where are you?"

"Enron, can you provide us with a contact information?"

"An Ran, where do you live? I'd better fly right here. ”

"Enron, are you there? If you are there, give a reply! Cry! ”

"Enron, please, can you reply first? Even if it's just one word! ”

"Enron, please, I'm about to be driven crazy by you!"

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In the end, Enron collected 67 letters with contact information, briefly wrote down the phone number of the other party, and then came to the living room to make a call.

"Hey, is it Director Zhang? I am Enron. I'm sorry, but I've been busy these days and haven't bothered to respond to your emails. An Ran said as lightly as possible on the phone. He doesn't want to give others the impression of being irresponsible.

"Oh, you're not sick or anything, are you?" Zhang Danian did not go to greet An Ran, but directly threw out a question with a large span.

"No, I'm fine, I just have an endless amount of homework." When he thought of his homework, An Ran smiled bitterly, but those were all in the past, and he had solved them perfectly!

"Homework? Are you still in school? Zhang Danian felt that things seemed to be very different from what he imagined, at least, An Ran's age.

"Yes, I'm in school, just in my second year of junior high school." An Ran smiled, he knew that at this age, he would definitely give the other party a deep surprise.

"First ...... Second? "When Director Zhang Danian originally heard the word homework, he intuitively thought that Enron was a college student, and he had to be a high school student at the worst, right? Otherwise, where did he get the experience to write such a historical vicissitudes of "The Legend of God"?

But Director Zhang couldn't even think of it even if he wanted to break his head, it turned out that he was only in the second year of junior high school!

"Yes, it's the second year of junior high school, and the school will officially start tomorrow. By the way, Director Zhang, how is my song? An Ran asked.

When Director Zhang heard this, he immediately laughed happily: "Your song? Very good, I'm going to make it into a theme song, I don't know if you're willing to sell us the song. ”

"Yes, but I don't know how much you can give me." An Ran smiled, he originally wrote this "Legend of God", just to pass the time out of boredom, he never expected that Director Zhang would really choose the song he wrote.