"You ask me??" The uncle looked at Yu Wanwan with an incredible expression and said, "I still want to ask you, aren't you a senior in high school??" ”

"I ...... No, I'm here for a parent-teacher conference. Yu Wanwan said to the uncle with great difficulty.

"This ......" the uncle stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "I'm sorry, big sister, you look too young, I didn't expect your children to be in the third year of high school." ”

"Huh...... Hehe......" Yu Wanwan smiled awkwardly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, all of the people who came to the parent-teacher conference today were in the third year of high school, and they followed the crowd to the school in the evening, and finally found the teaching building in the third year of high school.

On the playground, Shen Liangyu hung boredly on the horizontal bar, swaying his body, and said to Han Ye: "Brother Ye, I feel that you don't seem to be right lately. ”

"What's wrong?" Han Ye leaned against the big tree next to the horizontal bar, glanced at Shen Liangyu lightly with a pair of deep eyes, and asked casually.

"It just feels like you're a little distracted." Shen Liangyu thought for a while and said to Han Ye: "Brother Ye, do you have something on your mind?" ”

"Do I have one?" Han also narrowed his eyes and asked rhetorically towards Shen Liangyu.

"Yes, absolutely." Shen Liangyu said to Han Ye with great certainty: "I found out that you like to look at your phone when you have nothing to do recently, what's the matter, whose call are you waiting for??" ”

"It's not." Han also denied it without thinking about it.

"Then why do you keep looking at your phone?" Shen Liangyu pursed his lips and asked with a puzzled expression.

"I ......" Han also thought about it, and casually made up a reason: "I was waiting for a text message from my parents, I thought they would come to the parent-teacher conference this time." ”

Shen Liangyu listened to his words, sighed softly and said, "Hey, your parents are really ......."

Han Ye and Shen Liangyu stood in the event venue of the single parallel bars, and after chatting for a while, Shen Liangyu glanced down at the time and said, "Let's go, the parent-teacher meeting is almost over, we should go back to the classroom and take the parents to the basketball hall." ”

"I don't have any parents coming." Han also pouted and said, "I'll go directly to the basketball hall." ”

"Don't, brother, why don't you come with me." Shen Liangyu hurriedly grabbed Han Ye's sleeve and said, "With you, my mother won't keep nagging me." ”

Han also frowned, although he was a little reluctant, he was still dragged towards the classroom by Shen Liangyu.

In the corridor at the door of the classroom, there were already many students standing, but the classroom door had not yet opened, and their homeroom teacher seemed to be still talking to the parents inside.

Han Ye and Shen Liangyu stood a little farther away from the crowd and glanced in the direction of their classroom.

"I'll go, the head teacher is too good at talking, it's only been almost an hour, what is he still talking about inside." Shen Liangyu looked at the closed door of their class a little speechless and complained.

"What else can I say, it must be that you have learned to regress." Han Ye supported his chin with one hand, lying on the balcony of the corridor, looking at the crowd of people walking downstairs towards the teaching building, and said casually.

"I'll take a look at where my mom is sitting." After Shen Liangyu said this, he walked towards the window of the classroom with a bent waist.