Hearing this, Song Yi quickly put down the mobile phone in his hand and began to eat obediently. Her dad took her to hit the telephone pole once, and she could barely accept it again, but the nightmarish experience of telling a fairy tale was enough once.

Again, Song Yi was afraid that he would be depressed.

When Comrade Song saw Song Yi, he was immediately well-behaved, and snorted twice dissatisfied.

"You don't want your dad to tell you a story, do you? Is it because the story told by my father is not good? Did Zhao Huaiming's stinky man tell you a bedtime story? So you don't like what your dad said badly? ”

The more Comrade Song thought about it, the more jealous he became.

Before he could enjoy the days when his daughter was by his side, a pig secretly arched his cabbage.

Damn, I didn't want to be okay before, but now the more I think about it, the more angry I get.

Seeing that Comrade Song was about to start the drama again, Song Yi solemnly put down the chopsticks in his hand and said righteously: "No, no, it's because fairy tales are too childish, I'm already an adult, how can I like such childish things?" ”

"If you read me math books, Dad, I'll make sure I'll fall asleep in three seconds."

Comrade Lao Song put down the newspaper in his hand.

"Really?"

"Really, truer than pearls." Song Yi's face did not change his color.

Comrade Lao Song felt that his young heart was comforted, and he showed a simple smile.

"Okay, Dad will read you math books tonight, what grade math do you want to listen to? The People's Education Version or the Soviet Education Version? ”

Song Yi: "......"

Ask for a time machine.

She's going to travel back ten minutes and kill that nonsense self.

"That's not necessary, Dad, you see that you are so tired from work now, it is better to go to bed early at night."

Song Yi tries to save himself.

"If you are not tired, what can be more important than putting your daughter to sleep? Dad has missed your childhood for so many years, so I will make up for you one by one. ”

Watching his old father start to buy textbooks beautifully, Song Yi was seriously autistic.

I miss Zhao's father!

Although he sometimes tidies up with her uncontrollably, he has never done such a heart-wrenching and unscrupulous thing!

Song Yi felt that if Comrade Song really read it to her, her love for mathematics and physics would probably die.

There was something in his heart, so that Song Yi was a little absent-minded on the way to meet with classmate Zheng after eating.

After waiting until Lin Fang, Song Yi found that there seemed to be a lot of people at the door of the laboratory today?

And one by one, they all looked like they were passing by, but in fact they were wandering at the door of a certain laboratory.

Song Yi didn't understand why this was at first, until she heard someone shouting in a lower voice: "Song Yi! It's Song Yi here! ”

As soon as he finished shouting, he was dragged out by the people around him who covered his mouth, and there was no more sound.

Song Yi: "......?" ”

Classmate Zheng actually came early, but he didn't want to lose to Song Yi's momentum, so he had been hiding downstairs before, and he would go up again after seeing Song Yi go up.

"Song Yi, so early? It seems that you are in a hurry," Zheng smiled, "Haven't you participated in the X competition many times?" Don't have confidence in yourself yet? ”

Song Yi felt that he was simply unreasonable.

"I just don't think it's polite to let the heat go." Song Yi's tone was flat, not at all angry at his prickly words, "But obviously, you don't seem to have the two good qualities of modesty and politeness. ”

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