Liu Changqing's hands tapped the keyboard rapidly.

It's been a while since I've written a manuscript of a novel, and although I have saved a lot of manuscripts in the nearly month I have been working in the bookstore, the high-intensity updates every day since I put it on the shelves have made the manuscripts less and less.

There have been so many things that have happened recently, resulting in Liu Changqing's original more than 200 chapters being almost released, plus the line drafts that have been constructing the first generation of elves recently.

I don't have much time to write, so I can only occasionally find some time to save some manuscripts.

Liu Zhiyue returned, and when he opened the door, he found that the living room was empty, and he could only faintly hear the sound of tapping on the keyboard coming from his father's room.

Dad is writing a novel.

Liu Zhiyue only learned about this matter two days ago.

After the exam, Liu Changqing packed the computer he had brought back from the bookstore and put it in his room, then stopped Liu Zhiyue and told him about the novel.

This made Liu Zhiyue know why his father was not nervous at all when he said that he had to pay the tuition.

He then went to read a novel written by his father.

It was something he had never touched. On the one hand, I was amazed by the excitement of the plot, and on the other hand, I was shocked that my father could write novels.

Although the writing is not very good, it reads smoothly, unlike the level that only a father with high Chinese can write.

It took two days for Liu Zhiyue to read all the chapters of "Breaking the Sky".

All in all, a very interesting book will make people feel like they can't stop reading it.

Quietly pushed open the door of his father's house, and Liu Zhiyue walked in with a teacup.

Liu Changqing sat in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard.

Seeing this, Liu Zhiyue opened his mouth and said softly.

"I saw that a cup of hot water was poured on the coffee table, and it was already warm."

"Hmm...... Put it aside, I forgot to bring it in because I just poured it. ”

Liu Changqing responded.

Obediently put the teacup on the side of the computer desk, and Liu Zhiyue stood behind his father looking at the computer screen.

There was no pause, and the characters appeared on the screen one by one.

A sudden wave of admiration rose in my heart.

Why haven't I found out before......

The finger tapping on the keyboard paused.

Liu Changqing thought of something, glanced back at his son and asked softly.

After a moment of contemplation, he asked.

"I suddenly remembered, didn't you go to the cram school run by your homeroom teacher when you were a freshman in junior high school?"

"There's such a thing, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you in a class this year? After the start of school, do you still have a rocket class with you? ”

"Hmm...... It seems that I am going to lead an experimental class, and the homeroom teacher of my third year of junior high school should not be her......"

Liu Zhiyue didn't know why his father suddenly asked about this, but he still answered truthfully.

Hearing the answer, Liu Changqing pondered.

The son's homeroom teacher is called Pan Huihui.

For this head teacher, Liu Changqing has a very familiar impression in his memory.

When he first entered middle school, Liu Zhiyue returned home in the first semester and told Liu Changqing that the teacher had opened a cram school, although all the students were not required to go to cram school, but all the students in the class had registered.

But Liu Changqing didn't pay attention to this matter at that time, and he ignored it.

Then it didn't take long for him to be called to school from time to time, forcing Liu Changqing at that time to enroll his son in cram school, and the matter was over.

It lasted until the second semester of the second year of junior high school.

Because of the changes in Liu Changqing's marriage in the past, plus the fact that he was drunk during that time.

Liu Changqing, who had no money, did not go to enroll his son in cram school, which is why he only called himself to go in the last time his son had a fight, and gave him a week's suspension of class.

The same is true this time.

No matter how big the fluctuation of grades is, at least the evidence must be presented.

Without cheating being caught, he canceled his son's test results just by saying a few words, which is no longer a simple matter of wearing small shoes in Liu Changqing's opinion.

Moreover, when the other party was with the school leader, he insisted that it was the result of the abolition of grades discussed by multiple teachers......

But when he was in the office, Liu Changqing didn't notice what other teachers had any opinions about Liu Zhiyue.

On the contrary, she has been stirring up trouble. The result is obvious, she is targeting her son, just because of this summer cram school, Liu Changqing did not report to her son.

Bullied to this point, Liu Changqing didn't do anything, and he himself felt that he couldn't bear it.

It seems that the other party's Education Bureau also has someone's sake, otherwise it wouldn't have been majestic for so long.

"I remember that teachers have been forbidden to collect money for tutoring?"

Liu Changqing leaned back in his chair and asked.

"Your homeroom teacher is blatantly running cram schools like this, and no one has reported it?"

"But she doesn't run a cram school, but a learning interest group, and what she charges is not tuition fees, but materials money, although those materials are very expensive......"

"Isn't this just a different skin?"

"No way...... It's like her husband works in the Education Bureau......"

"What about Zhou Shiyan? She also enrolled in cram school? ”

"Not really...... She only came from another school this semester and hasn't experienced this yet. ”

“……”

Liu Changqing's brows furrowed.

Most of his sons are also hearsay, and when asked specifically, he is not very clear, even if he is divided into classes next semester, but this summer, except for Liu Zhiyue and an unaware Zhou Shiyan, the rest of the class have signed up for the so-called [Learning Interest Group] plus Liu Zhiyue, who was originally in the middle of the middle of the class, and asked for leave to recuperate at home a few days before the exam.

As soon as the exam was held, it instantly squeezed into the top ten ranks of the whole school.

If it weren't for his own son, Liu Changqing would feel unlikely.

I asked my son some more detailed questions, but after all, he went to a cram school once, and the rest was the gossip he heard when he listened to the classmates in the class after class.

All in all, I can't ask why.

After a few more words, Liu Changqing asked his son to go back to his room.

With the sound of the door shut, the room fell silent again.

Tapping his fingers on the tabletop, Liu Changqing thought.

Thinking of something, I picked up my phone and dialed the number.

put it next to my ear. After a while, the phone was answered.

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An Yuanyao had an expressionless face, looking directly at the person who had just sat down in front of her, as if she was facing a stranger.

With one hand, he picked up the cup in front of him, put it to his lips and took a sip.

Slowly put it down.

Opening.

"Long time no see."

“……”

Li Wanran's face didn't seem to have much emotional fluctuation, but her hands were slightly clenched in places that couldn't be seen under the table.

Then it was released again.

She was actually very guilty about An Yuanyao in front of her.

In high school, the two were good girlfriends who talked about everything, although An Yuanyao did not have money in her own family, but it was not an ordinary family.

In Li Wanran's memory, An Yuanyao has never shown this expression and this kind of look.

Familiar faces, strange people.

"Yuan Yao ......"

"Call me by my full name."

An Yuanyao interrupted what Li Wanran was about to say.

There was no expression on his face, and he looked directly at Li Wanran.

This kind of look made Li Wanran have a feeling that he didn't dare to look at the other party.

An Yuanyao's eyes were complicated and resolute.

and a hint of relief.

Open your mouth and whisper.

"After all, we don't know each other very well."