Chapter 8: Secrets
The question and answer were very formulaic, the two of them ate the rice in the bowl in silence, and after half a sound, Li Jiamei finally made up her mind and said, "School will start in five days, do you really not go to the international bilingual school I arranged to study in the third year of high school?" ”
Chen Nuan shook his head again, "Don't go." ”
"Why don't you want to go to No. 3 Middle School?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
Chen Nuan put down his chopsticks and bit his lip gently, "The third middle school is close to where we live, I can choose not to live in the school, and you don't have to pick me up every day." I have also checked the information of the third middle school, although it is not as good as the international bilingual school in all aspects, and even worse than the first middle school, but in recent years, it has slowly developed and become stronger, and last year there were three students who were admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, among which the city's literary champion came from the third middle school. ”
"You insist on going to No. 3 Middle School, and I won't force you to go to a place you don't like. Your dad spoils you, and it's up to you to choose what you say. Li Jiamei's eyes flickered, sighed slightly, and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, "That's it, you have grown up too." I can't go with you on the first day of school, because I also have to report to A University, and as a transferred professor this quarter, I have a lot of things to deal with. ”
Chen Nuan helped clean up the dishes, "I understand." Mom, don't worry, I can handle my transfer procedures. ”
"Well, in two days, I will ask my leader to open a certificate for you, you take it directly to the principal, he will arrange everything for you, and when the time comes, you must be obedient and study hard."
"I will."
"Then you review your homework, you don't have to work here."
Chen Nuan, who was driven back to the room by her mother, could read the books, nestled in the chair, turned the pen cap with her fingertips, why did she insist on going to No. 3 Middle School?
In fact, she has always kept a secret in her heart.
A secret that she stumbled upon and discovered.
caused her to want to go to No. 3 Middle School to meet that person.
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At night, food stalls and barbecue stalls along the river are lit up with dazzling lanterns, and the figures are full of people.
Even though the night was still swelteringly hot, there was not a hint of wind, and the thick air seemed to freeze.
The temptation to eat is tempting to order a few skewers and a few cold beers, which are the perfect addition to a late-night snack.
"Come on, come on, take a sip." Under the fan of the big wind blade, a group of teenagers with blue noses and swollen faces shouted and raised the beer in their hands, "Brother Mo, I didn't drink well in the afternoon, tonight, let's not get drunk and don't go home, okay?" ”
"Skinny Dong, you can drink to death, at a young age, so greedy."
"Hey, hey, Brother Mo didn't say anything about me, Xu said that you guys are embarrassed to say me, you smoke, who is as addicted to smoking as you? Boys, who doesn't have a hobby of eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling and smoking, right? ”
"It's just ......"
A group of half-grown hairy children blew up the cowhide after drinking a little wine, chatting about the upcoming school year, talking about the confused life, and talking about the time spent in vain, but the most talked about were women.
For the opposite sex, they are more curious in the hazy period.
Jiang Mo didn't participate in the conversation of the teenagers, occasionally took a sip of beer, fiddled with a digital SLR in his hand, and was carefully inspecting the photos taken inside.
He is a layman, and although he can't understand how the shooting is done, he has to admit that every one of them is beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
The photos taken by the little girl are really inseparable from the scenery of flowers and plants, and the cute and cute little animals are naturally indispensable, everything is involved, but the characters are a little less.
No wonder she took many pictures of him fighting.
"Brother Mo, you've been fiddling with that camera for a long time, don't look at it, have a drink with us?" A young man was dissatisfied with everyone being snubbed by Jiang Mo and shouted.