"He Beichen, how many times have I told you to stop watching things related to Japanese." Xie Lan pointed to the Japanese novel on his desk.

Beichen is now more and more willful, so it always makes Xie Lan feel powerless, she sighed helplessly, but her eyes looked at her son coldly,

"Tell me, where did this thing come from?" Xie Lan knocked on the table fiercely, and the posture was like tearing Beichen apart. He Beichen pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

He seems to have entered a rebellious period now, so he was disciplined by Xie Lan, not to mention how unhappy he was, "Where did it come from?" I borrowed it from the library. ”

He Beichen said casually, at this time, he didn't plan to explain anything more to his mother. In fact, since Xie Lan got married, Beichen didn't plan to talk to her.

But his indifferent answer made his mother feel angry, "Borrowed from the library?" Who are you fooling? I ask you what about the seal of the library? Tell me where Inah is? ”

Xie Lan's temper couldn't be suppressed, and then a book was thrown on Bei Chen's face.

The boy was as cold as ever, his eyes glazed over the floor, he knew he had lied, but he didn't feel anything to be ashamed of.

The boy's face turned to the side, it was a delicate cheek, quite the fairy air of an ancient scholar, but for some reason it was always scarred.

He bit his lip to death, but in fact he had been patient, even overdrawing the endurance of every cell of his cell, but he didn't know how long he would be forced by his mother.

For He Beichen's cold appearance, Xie Lan was not surprised. The child was not pleasant at birth, and even more so now.

"What are you doing there, pick up the book for me." Xie Lan scolded loudly, she had always been very careful about her image in the office, but today was obviously an exception. This couldn't help but attract the eyes of other teachers to look at Beichen one after another.

But He Beichen is stubborn, he is no longer the child who obeys his mother's words. The boy pursed his lips and stood there as if he hadn't heard anything.

It was He Beichen's casual attitude that made Xie Lan even more angry, "Did you hear it, I asked you to pick it up, you don't have long ears, do you?" Xie Lan, who was sitting on the leather chair, was a little out of breath, and her eyes when she looked at Bei Chen became even more vicious.

"I repeat, pick up the book for me. You're getting more and more unruly now, and I haven't disciplined you for a few days. You start to slack off. ”

Her voice became louder and louder, but Beichen was standing there so stubbornly, and her mother's words were just a deaf ear at this time. Xie Lan was really angry at this time, and the woman's voice inadvertently became hoarse.

"He Beichen, if you don't pick it up, don't you, if you don't pick it up, I'll tear it up." It seemed like a threat, but it really worked for the boy.

There was a slight hesitation in Bei Chen's eyes, and then he slowly bent down, and there was an indescribable tiredness.

He Beichen is young, but his body is getting worse and worse, it is just a small movement, but his waist bone can't help ringing, and then he took the dusty Japanese novel in his hand, but was snatched by his mother again.

At that time, the Japanese novel was held tightly in Xie Lan's hand, and then roughly flipped it up, but his eyes were full of dense Japanese, and he couldn't understand it at all.

The more he flipped through, the more upset Xie Lan became, "Have you mastered the method of planning the layout of the argumentative essay I talked about today?" Look at these useless things. ”

She gave him a blank look, and she didn't know when Beichen began to like Japanese culture.

He Beichen didn't say anything but nodded silently, growing so big, he could naturally sense his mother's thoughts, and he also knew what Xie Lan wanted to say.

But Bei Chen didn't say a word, he was waiting for his mother to ask him, but his cheeks were as calm as ever. So far, there seems to be nothing that will make He Beichen feel flustered.

But Xie Lan didn't notice the changes in her son, she still treated Beichen as a child more often. "Okay, didn't you say you remembered them all? Let's talk about it. ”

Xie Lan began to calm down. may be due to his age, Xie Lan is becoming more and more impatient, which is especially obvious in Bei Chen.

"Hmm." He Beichen seemed very calm, in fact, such a question was nothing more than a piece of cake for Beichen.

The young man cleared his throat, as if adjusting his thinking, Xie Lan looked very impatient, "Say, what did I talk about in class today?" You didn't listen, did you? ”

Seeing that Bei Chen couldn't answer, Xie Lan began to speculate wantonly.

He Beichen didn't take care of his mother's bad temper, he seemed very calm, and a clear knowledge structure emerged in the young man's brain.

"You talked about the May Fourth Law today." Bei Chen paused and continued, "First of all, put forward the sub-arguments, and then give facts to demonstrate. The next step is to analyse and evaluate the examples given, and then to return the view. ”

Bei Chen was methodical, and his sense of logic was exceptionally clear, which made Xie Lan a little speechless.

But this matter was not as simple as Bei Chen imagined, "And then? Seeing his mother looking at him with a silent face, Xie Lan seemed to know that he could answer, so he still had a back hand. Such a casual question made He Beichen stunned on the spot.

"Huh?" He opened his mouth, but he couldn't help but retreat in his heart, could there be anything else, he really missed it carelessly. It stands to reason that it won't. Bei Chen frowned and looked at Xie Lan with a puzzled expression.

"Go on, there's something you said you didn't come up?" Xie Lan glanced at him casually, He Beichen's "self-righteousness" would always make him pay, and as a mother, Xie Lan wanted to suppress his arrogance.

"If you can't say it, copy the essay materials about diligence and come back to me." The mother did not give up and seemed to have cornered the boy.

"Can you tell me?" Xie Lan's eyes even had some schadenfreude in her eyes, she took this opportunity to let He Beichen have a long memory, "If you can't say it, go back to the classroom and copy the book." Xie Lan's lips opened slightly, which made Bei Chen feel an indescribable frustration.

He naturally understands his mother's temper, since he was a child, she has been extremely harsh on himself, which Beichen does not understand, so he strives to do better, he demands himself with high standards, but he is afraid of being caught by Xie Lan.

However, there are times when he can't control himself, not to mention his favorite Japanese, Beichen.

"Do you hear me when I talk to you? It's been a long time since I've punished you, and I don't want to copy it, right, if I don't want to copy it, I'll double it. Xie Lan uttered another cruel word. He Beichen is naturally knowledgeable, and he is naturally reluctant to copy the nearly ten steps of the book twice. That way, even if he doesn't sleep tonight, he won't be able to finish writing.

The boy sighed silently, then turned away in amusement, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and turned back again. "By the way, my book."

He Beichen's expression was very calm, but there was an indescribable firmness in those dark eyes, even if he knew that his mother was still angry, but He Beichen just didn't care. For the sake of what he likes, he can throw away things like face.

It's just that Xie Lan is really going crazy, she really didn't expect He Beichen to have such courage. Xie Lan thought that his words were ugly enough, but he didn't know that Bei Chen was so uninteresting.

"Books? Do you still have the face to ask me for books? Xie Lan's eyes inadvertently enlarged, looking extremely fierce, she smiled, but her slightly old cheeks were overflowing with mockery, "I won't return the book."

Reading extracurricular books in class, you still have a reason, right? She didn't know what He Beichen was thinking in her head, maybe it was the wrong tendon.

But at this time, Beichen was very tough, he didn't care about his mother's cynicism at all, at this time, for Beichen, he just wanted to get back his beloved.

Although the Japanese novel was not a precious thing, at least it was carefully selected by He Beichen in the bookstore. What's more, this is something he bought back after saving two meals, and he doesn't want to lose anything.

"Book, please give it back to me." The boy did not shy away from looking at Xie Lan's face full of anger, he did not intend to run away from anything, but began to fight his mother head-on. "You're dreaming."

Xie Lan didn't know when He Beichen became so shameless, the woman slapped the desk violently, and she felt that her lungs were about to explode.

But He Beichen seemed very stubborn, as if he had to get the Japanese book back. "Book, you can return it to me. I promise I won't look at the class again. The boy's eyes were cold, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

It's rare for him to be so serious, but today is an exception, "I want my book." He Beichen didn't have the slightest fear of his mother sitting in front of him, at this time, he was more of an urgent need.

"No way, I said, I won't pay you back." Bei Chen's voice was loud, while Xie Lan's was a few decibels higher than him.

"Let me tell you, He Beichen, you will die of this heart." The more Xie Lan spoke, the more energetic he became, "Before your college entrance examination, if you dare to read Japanese books again, I will accept it once I see it." Her bloodshot eyes looked even more frightening at this time.

"Why? Don't you think you're being selfish in doing that? He Beichen, who has always been calm, can no longer hold back his emotions at this time.

"It's just a hobby, why would you interfere?" The young man said, his eyes couldn't help but redden. He had endured it for too long to spit out such rude words.

"Why? Just because I'm your mother. Faced with his son's questioning, Xie Lan seemed to be confident.

Sure enough, such a concise few words from a woman made Beichen completely wilt. He sighed heavily, then fell silent.