"I skipped one level when I was in elementary school." Yu Wanwan replied seriously.

"Look at other people's children, they are obviously as old as Xiao, and now they are top students of Nanda, and our family is ...... Hey......" Han Ye's mother glanced at her son and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

As soon as her words fell, Han Ye, who had been leaning on the back of the sofa chair, turned his head and glanced at Yu Wanwan faintly.

"And what is your birthday?" Han Ye's mother continued to ask enthusiastically.

"January 19th."

"Ouch, isn't that the same birthday as our family! You two were born in the same year, month, and day! Han Ye's mother looked surprised, and continued to ask Yu Wanwan, "Then when were you born?" ”

"Uh......" Yu Wanwan thought for a while, and replied to her with some uncertainty, "It seems to be past nine o'clock in the evening." ”

"Our little family was born at eleven o'clock at night, you are more than an hour older than the young, and the little one should also call you sister." Han Ye's mother happily turned her head to her husband and said, "See, this is fate!" ”

"Yes, yes!!" Han Ye's father echoed and said: "Look at it, I was born on the evening of January 19th, and other people's children were admitted to NTU without much effort, and then look at our family, hey......"

This sigh is exactly the same as the voice of Han Ye's mother just now.

Han also pursed his lips and said with a disdainful expression: "But she's short." ”

"You know what! Concentrated is the essence, like you, that is, the limbs are developed and the mind is simple! You're still complacent! After hearing her son's words, Han Ye's mother glared at him very unhappily.

It's just that after she said this, she felt a little wrong, so she quickly turned her head to Yu Wanwan and smiled: "Of course, Auntie doesn't say that you are short, in fact, for girls, your height is just right!" ”

Yu Wanwan sat on the sofa with an embarrassed but polite smile on her face.

After being enthusiastically fed a bunch of pineapples, grapes, peaches, and cantaloupe by Han Ye's mother, Yu Wanwan finally couldn't help but speak: "That, Auntie, I'm here to tutor Xiaoye today, I don't think it's too early, why don't we start?" ”

"Huh?? Oh good. Han Ye's mother was slightly stunned, then turned her head to Han Ye and said, "Xiao Ye, you take Wanwan to the study, you have to listen carefully, do you know??" ”

"Oh......"

Han also responded coldly, stood up, and walked towards the study with Yu Wanwan with a reluctant face.

Because I knew that I was going to come over to make up for Han Ye today, so early in the morning, Han Ye's mother commanded her husband to clean the study seriously.

There is a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows in Han Ye's study, and in addition to the floor-to-ceiling window, the other three walls are all bookshelves.

As soon as I walked into the study, the unique smell of ink came to my nose.

In the center of the room was a carpet with Chinese patterns, on which lay a desk with various textbooks and workbooks, and two chairs in the back.

Yu Wanwan followed behind Han Ye, looking at the books placed on the bookshelf next to him as she walked.