Ye Qingqing could see that although the relationship between the two fathers and sons was very harmonious, it was also a little awkward.

Fang Rin wanted to revitalize his father, but he didn't know where to start because Tang Ye was too promising, but now he had a feeling of living under the shadow of Tang Ye, with a small self-esteem, a good temper but a little difficult to do, and he belonged to the outer soft and inner rigid type.

And Tang Ye is simple, he is out, he wants to take care of his father, but his father won't let him, and he doesn't want to be shy, so he stretches it. It is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside.

It's really complementary, she also wants to knock the father and son CP.

She can even understand the feelings of those partners, Fang Rin's surprise is Tang Ye's bonus, generally the sons are handsome and their mothers are good-looking, who would have thought that there are such fathers and sons here, each with its own merits, each with its own leader, although Fang Rin is a little older, already above the uncle, the uncle is not yet full, but at this age he is still personable, which is really fascinating.

Such a father and son, if they don't fry while it's hot, they're sorry for this era of dogs all over the place!

Ye Qingqing couldn't help laughing, and as soon as he grinned, Tang Ye looked disgusted: "Don't laugh like that, it's disgusting." ”

"Xiao Ye! How to speak! Fang Rin was really angry, "Apologize quickly!" ”

Ye Qingqing, who knew Tang Ye's urine nature, naturally wouldn't be angry because of this, she hurriedly raised her hand to stop the father-son war, but unexpectedly, Tang Ye immediately lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." ”

"Uh, no, it's not off......"

As a result, Tang Ye's painting style changed and he squinted: "I know what you're thinking, so it's not disgusting, it's too disgusting." ”

"Tang Ye!" Fang Rin shouted angrily.

"...... "How can this make people step down!" Is she going to apologize for her brain patch?! Ye Qingqing was helpless, confused, and finally lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me who is wrong, my eyes are too obscene." ”

"......" Fang Rin turned his head with an inexplicable expression.

Tang Ye was not frightened by his father at all, and cocked Erlang's legs: "Know where you are wrong?" ”

"Got it, got it."

"Still thinking about it?"

"No, no, no, no, no."

"Hmph......" He won a big victory, and pushed the fruit plate towards her with a smile, and sandwiched another orange to Fang Rin, "Come, eat the fruit." ”

Fang Rin and Ye Qingqing ate the fruit in a daze, and they felt like they had been cleaned up together.

After eating the fruit and continuing to transfer to the club, Ye Qingqing still honestly conveyed Mr. Li's meaning, the Literature and Art Club is a disciplined club, and whether it works or not depends on the quality of the manuscript, but the club over there is a big one, and it is more disciplined, and if there is a problem, there will be a clear statement.

If you don't have a headache and brain fever here, you want to be promoted, so you don't do what you want to do.

Fang Rin was very satisfied when he heard it: "It's just to be so good, to be honest, I didn't know it in my heart, this kid refused to help me read the draft, I couldn't see the tricks by looking left and right, so I wanted to try it out of a club." You just told me that you rejected the manuscript, and it's really bad for me to write a book. But if you think it's really okay, then I'll try again, anyway, even if there is a problem with the book, at least there is a professional who will tell me what the problem is. ”

Hey, Tang Ye refused to show the manuscript, didn't he say that he didn't know that Fang Rin was writing a book at all?

Ye Qingqing looked left and right, and still felt that this father and son were strange.

But no matter what, at least this matter was agreed, she didn't ask Tang Ye's opinion, but still pushed the original manuscript to Fang Rin: "Teacher Fang, you can take this back, I'll just make a copy there...... Also, I'm sorry," she was really embarrassed, so much so that her face was hot, "I read it again two nights ago, and I cried and fell asleep, and I got your manuscript wet, and I tried to dry it, but the paper might be a little brittle, this, I'm really sorry." ”