At the dinner table, Luo Xingchuan's grandmother Shen Yi actually mentioned the unexpected dark horse of this examination, Ye Tang.

The old man said, "I really want to see the girl with the same name and surname as Tangtang." ”

"It is said that she cheated to get the grades," Luo Rongcheng also heard from Wang Zhiwei about cheating in the 87th Middle School, Wang Zhiwei is the head teacher, calmer, not as excited as Sun Kang, but he also firmly believes in this matter.

Luo Rongcheng was also a little surprised to learn that the other party's name was "Ye Tang", but his thoughts were the same as others, and it was not uncommon for a single surname to have the same name and surname.

She certainly wasn't cheating, and Lucy praised the kid to heaven, saying that she hadn't seen such a good English composition in all her years as a high school teacher. She also said that the child could play a good piano and that she liked to listen to her tunes. I don't believe what other people say, I only believe Lucy's words. ”

The Lucy in Shen Yi's mouth is Lu Qian.

The two of them were college classmates, they studied together in the UK when they were young, Shen Yi had a more solid family, studied for a doctorate in the UK, and entered the English Department of University A as a lecturer after returning to China. Lu Qian, who returned to China two years earlier, went to No. 87 Middle School to work as a high school English teacher.

Half a century has passed, and the two old girlfriends have maintained close contact, and they meet out to eat together on weekends. From Lu Qian's mouth, Shen Yi learned a lot about Ye Tang.

Although the child has the same name and surname as Tangtang, her life is very different, her grandfather, Mr. Ye, is an old Chinese teacher in Eighty-Seven Middle School, Lucy's senior, and died three years ago. Lucy said that Mr. Ye is also a very upright person......"

After listening to her mother's story, Gu Yulan asked with some curiosity, "What did she write in her English composition?" ”

"I don't know, why don't I ask Lucy to take a picture of her essay and send it to me?"

"No, no, I'll just ask."

"If she was really wronged, the Education Bureau's approach is really too much! Can't you deny a student's grades because the quality of education in Eighty-Seven is not good, they say she cheats, can you get evidence? How much psychological harm does this practice do to a child? Gu Lianyu shook his head. He is the principal of A, but he is just an onlooker when it comes to these high school disputes.

Shen Yi also disagreed, "I heard that someone reported it, but the problem is that the report is also true or false, and their method is to overturn a boatload of people with one shot." ”

The three educators discussed this, and Luo Rongcheng occasionally interjected.

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Luo Xingchuan did not participate in the conversation of the elders, chewing food quietly, as if he was just listening to the gossip of a passer-by who had nothing to do with him.

On the eighteenth birthday of their only son, the Locke family was silent, but some friends who had frequent contacts with them remembered this important day and sent birthday gifts to maintain the friendship between the families.

The nanny and the driver were so busy that they couldn't stop, and the security staff downstairs kept informing them that there was someone who was giving gifts, and the large and small exquisite gift boxes were still piled up at the door, enough to fill a whole room.

Interestingly, on the gift list that recorded the names of the givers on several pages, there was no name of the Duan family.

After dinner, Luo Xingchuan was called to the tea room by the two old men for tea, and Luo Rongcheng and Gu Yulan began to check the list of gifts, although they did not hold a birthday party for their son, they planned to hold a charity auction banquet this weekend - the weekend is the National Day, and Luo will carry out the usual activities to celebrate the National Day.

At that time, Luo Rongcheng and Gu Yulan will bring out 10 collectibles from their home – it could be a jewelry operation, an antique vase, or an oil painting......

All the collected items will be auctioned off at the charity dinner, which will be auctioned by the guests attending the banquet, and the Locke family will donate all the proceeds from the auction to build schools in poor mountainous areas, support poor students and the elderly.

The guests who bought the items had a reputation for charity, and there was no actual economic loss - the things that the Locke family could get their hands on were not vulgar products, and there was no such thing as buying a plastic bead for 1 million. After the charity banquet, as soon as the limelight passed, the guests changed hands and sold their things, and their money was returned.

So everyone is very willing to participate in this charity banquet, the Locke family pays money and goods, and they have earned all their face, why not?

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After dinner, it was already dark, Cen Yannan went to the tattoo parlor again, there was a silver-gray motorcycle parked in front of the store, the shell was a little old and painted, but it was a classic Ducati, streamlined body, it couldn't be cooler.

Cen Yannan is a boy with a relatively restrained mood, and the moment he saw the motorcycle, his face couldn't help but show ecstasy and excitement.

"Yes, brother didn't fool you, brother's vision and taste have never been bad," Zheng Yong patted the motorcycle seat, "Brother, this car is just a little old, the engine, fuel tank, and transmission are all first-class good, don't look at the craftsmanship of ten years ago, purely handmade, more durable than now, you go to Taobao to buy a can of special spray paint, silver, it is estimated to be a hundred yuan, and you take the time to re-spray the paint, it is definitely the same as new." ”

"Such a good car, do you really want to give it to me?" Cen Yannan's fingers touched the handlebars and rearview mirrors, there is not much rust in these places, just some dust, even if this motorcycle is put in the second-hand market and sold for forty or fifty thousand yuan, someone will collect it.

"Harm, I said send, is to send, you are eighteen years old today, an adult, such a big day, I don't have anything else to say, this motorcycle is still worth taking out, anyway, I'm old, I won't ride anymore, the car has been in my shed for several years, don't say it, and then put it down, the wind and rain will be broken."

Zheng Yong blinked his eyes and said, "Don't be polite to your brother, if you are really moved, tattoo your brother's name on your body, and remember your brother wherever you go." ”

Cen Yannan couldn't cry or laugh, Zheng Yong always brainwashed him, let him get a tattoo, and wanted to make him a big flower arm, but he never had the idea of a tattoo, he felt that it was better to be cautious if he wanted to wear something on his skin for a lifetime.

Zheng Yong saw Cen Yannan's love for motorcycles, and he was very happy, it was a correct decision to give the things he once liked to a person who would cherish it in the future, and he encouraged Cen Yannan to ride two laps now to try the feeling, "I filled the car with gas in the afternoon, don't ride out of the alley, you don't have a driver's license, and if you are seen by the traffic police, we will be in big trouble." ”

Cen Yannan straddled the car, fiddling with the dashboard, but did not start the motorcycle, "Let's try again tomorrow during the day, the alley is dark, there are many people, and I am afraid that something will happen." ”