Bian Hao took out a small stool from his room, which had some history, and carried it heavily in his hand.

It is said that when he was a child, he sat on a chair that could not reach the ground and was used to cushion his feet.

He straddled across the couch, turned around and turned off the TV, feeling a little apprehensive: "Ahem...... Mom and Dad, I have something to discuss with you? ”

Bian Ma continued to wear the sweater, did not raise her head, and nodded slightly to continue.

Bian Dad lay on the side in the position that Bian Hao gave up, took the teacup, and took another sip: "Got into trouble, or is it early love?" ”

Bian Hao: "......"

What's the reaction to this, am I not formal enough!?

"Mom and Dad, I want to play football!"

Bian Ma nodded: "Okay, let's kick...... Hey, dad, go and bring me the ruler behind you......"

"It's the kind of professional kick! The kind that doesn't go to school! ”

Death is death, just the attitude of these two, I want to explain it tomorrow morning.

Bian Dad stiffened for a moment, and handed the ruler to his wife, "Tell me, what's going on." ”

Bian Hao glanced at Bian Mom, she still tossed the sweater in her hand without saying a word.

"Today's chapter head...... Oh, it's my coach looking for me......"

Bian Hao told everything he knew, including the contract that could make money......

Bian Dad listened silently, without interjecting a word in the middle, he sat up, took another sip of tea, spit out the tea foam, and stood up,

"Alright, it's not early, hurry up and go to bed...... Don't think about it, it's not your turn to earn money at home. ”

Bian Ma put away the last stitch and rolled up the sweater, "Hurry up and sleep, can you drink porridge tomorrow morning?" ”

Bian Hao: "......"

…… That's it?

None of the plots he expected appeared, and none of the prepared rhetoric was useless.

He stubbornly raised his head and looked at his tall and burly father: "Dad, I really want to play football......"

"Aren't you kicking now?"

"I'm going to make it a career! Dad, I'm sure I'll be able to put up the score! You trust me! ”

Bian Dad froze, didn't say anything, and went back to the house directly.

"Your dad is for your good, what do you know at such a young age...... If you like to kick, you can kick and play, but if you don't go to school now, you will be delayed for a lifetime. ”

Bian Ma touched Bian Hao's hair lovingly, and after speaking, she sighed softly.

Bian Hao pleaded and said, "Please, Mom, you can talk to my dad well, I know what I'm doing, and I know what I should do in the future......"

"Hey, what do you know, your father's family has never been a college student, so he pointed to you to comfort your ancestors and ancestors...... You, it's the right thing to go to school. ”

"Mom......" Uncle Bian is self-taught and ready to be coquettish......

"Go, don't be scared, I won't let you kick any more balls, then the good people will fall to the ground if they are fine, which is scary than wrestling...... Hurry back to the house, and I don't care if your dad comes out and beats you up in a while! ”

After Bian Ma finished speaking, she didn't look at Bian Hao's pitiful little eyes at all.

Go back to the house and sleep.

This is completely different from what he imagined.

……

……

The next day, during training at noon, Bian Hao saw Cai Wen.

A tall and thin man, his complexion is a little dark, but he looks very energetic, especially his bright eyes, which make Bian Hao think of Bian Hao again......

In the old man's mouth, this is his Bian Hao's Bole.

The two of them praised each other around Bian Hao for a while, and entered the topic: "Classmate Bian Hao, did you ask your parents yesterday?" ”

Bian Hao said in a low voice: "I asked, no, my father's attitude is quite resolute, my mother mainly feels sorry for me......"

Cai Wen and Lao Zhang glanced at each other, which was expected.

Cai Wen said gently: "If I go to your house, is it convenient for you?" ”

"I'm not afraid of anything else, my dad practiced martial arts when he was a child, I'm afraid you will be beaten......" Bian Hao looked at him sincerely and said: "Really, it will be useless for you two to be together at that time." ”

He's a little disheartened now and doesn't want to toss.

Anyway, it didn't take long for his scumbag nature to be exposed, and when the time came, his parents would always have to plan for him.

Unwilling, what can you do if you are unwilling.

His parents earned money to support him and gave him a stable and peaceful life, which was the greatest gift in his life.

Nothing is more important than this!

Ay...... Think of Friday's midterm exams.

Dysphoria!

"What if I could solve your high school problems? Three! The best school in the province! Enroll next year! ”

Cai Wen looked at Bian Hao with amusement, this kid does have something superior to his peers.

This calmness is impressive.

And beat me up...... It's really foolish.

"I don't understand what you said, I know that you can't be willing if you don't look at my parents, then you can go home with me at night, but let's talk about it first," Bian Hao looked at him sincerely again: "Don't call the police if you are beaten......"

After speaking, the back of the young man walking towards the classroom with his hands behind his back actually had the shadow of an old man......

"This ......" Cai Wen looked at Lao Zhangtou in surprise: "This child is fourteen years old?" Didn't misreport? ”

Lao Zhangtou smashed his mouth, a little embarrassed: "Now the child is precocious," he hesitated, "Why don't I check his ......file?" ”

Cai Wen didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

This kid is really interesting.

……

……

"Bian Hao, do you think I need to bring some gifts when I come to the door?"

"My dad loves to drink, and my mom loves to eat fruit."

Yes, it's all arranged, and I really don't know how polite it is.

"Oh, my mom gets off work early today, I'll go home and tell her first, anyway, you know the address."

As soon as Bian Hao slipped away, he ran away.

How do you have to talk to the family, so that your parents feel that they are looking for two people to force the palace.

Bian Hao ran sweaty, and said the situation when he entered the house.

In Daddy's somewhat serious eyes, he explained the entire content of the noon conversation.

"You stupid boy, just like your father, how can you say this about beating people!" As soon as she heard that someone was coming, Bian Ma planned to use the stuffing and bread left over from yesterday to make a bun.

Originally, I was going to prepare the following noodles, but if there are two more people, it will definitely not be enough to eat.

Bian Dad was also a little relieved to look at his son and nodded slightly.

No matter what the son thinks, he still regards the family as the closest to him.

Bian Dad, who was not betrayed, was in a better mood, and the first time, Bian Ma's mother didn't greet him, so he took the initiative to help.

Bian Ma watched Bian Hao return to the house, holding the bun skin in her hand, and whispered,

"Dad, you said they could send their children to middle school...... If this is into the third middle school, Hao Hao will at least be a bachelor's degree......"

"What do you think! Our son's current results, what's wrong with the third middle school, it's not that he just said it...... Let's not think about this, "The two of them work tacitly and quickly, and they have already wrapped more than ten buns with their talking.

It's white and fat, and it's festive to look at.

Bian Dad grabbed the flour, saved his sticky hands, thought about it and said: "I'm afraid, my son is screwing with us, your son, wilting temperament...... If it's really because of this, you can't study hard...... If you want to say this boy, this age is the time to rebel...... Hey"

Bian Ma was not happy.

"Oh, my son! I went back and sold the wine my son bought, and it wasn't opened anyway! ”

"Little Whisper......"