"Eh, I haven't asked yet, Xiaoyou is a sophomore in high school this year, is it science or liberal arts?" A Tao You can't be named, but some familiar relatives, holding a handful of melon seeds, interjected.

"Science." Tao You replied lightly.

Another aunt who was coaxing her child continued the topic, "It's good to study science, the science department of No. 1 Middle School is the most famous, and many students are admitted to good universities every year."

Mother Tao puffed up her chest proudly, but said modestly, "No, no, it still depends on your own efforts."

"Which class is Xiao Yu in science?" The aunt who spoke first asked meaningfully.

- Tut-tut, this is a guest for the Chinese New Year, or is it specially for interrogation.

Tao You sighed in his heart, fortunately, he fought for a breath during the placement test.

Although it is already very good to be admitted to the first middle school, it is quite good to be able to enter the key class in the first middle school, which is still the ace of the science class.

Everyone wants to have face in front of outsiders. When the parallel class of science in No. 1 Middle School is said, it is not as good as the science class of No. 1 Middle School, and it has a deterrent effect.

Mother Tao glanced at Tao You and said lightly, "Class I."

"Science Class 1! The ace class of No. 1 High School!"

"Xiao Yu is amazing!"

"Baby, you have to learn more from your little aunt in the future."

The surrounding relatives all looked at Tao You, their eyes full of surprise and appreciation.

Grandpa Tao took a sip of hot tea in his hand and said with a smile, "Our little you are already smart. It's a matter of course to be admitted to the first class of science, so what's all the fuss."

The aunt's gaze turned to Shen De, who was still playing games, and asked with melon seeds, "What about Ade?" Studying science or literature?"

"Ade seems to be studying art, right? Have you figured out which major to take?"

The uncle coughed vaguely, pushed the boy's shoulder, and said, "Go to music, he has loved singing since he was a child."

"It's not about science or liberal arts, or art, the issue of early love is something to pay attention to." The uncle lit a cigarette and diverted the topic with a big tongue, with evidence in hand, and no one was afraid, "I saw Xiao You talking to a boy on the phone just now."

Tao You's fingers typing into the mobile phone paused, and he instantly felt that he had become the focus of the crowd again, but this time most of his eyes were watching a good show.

She quietly raised her eyes and looked around, only to feel that the eyes that came over in unison were burning with the excitement of listening to gossip.

The topic of early love in high school is not one of the topics that is often mentioned among adults and students during the New Year's holiday.

But if someone started this first, everyone would be willing to continue.

Especially in a school like No. 1 Middle School, which has a great impact on early love, let alone a good class like the first class of science, or the gossip that happened to people they are familiar with.

For a while, the action of coaxing the children stopped, and the small turntable with all kinds of nuts, fruits, and candies did not rotate, the sound of eating was quiet, and even the sound of breathing seemed to be a little lighter, leaving a few children sitting in front of the TV playing with toys.

The corners of Tao You's mouth twitched.

- You're a chatter......

"Tao You?" Tao's mother has always been strictly defensive about this matter.

Although she thought in her heart that Tao You was very obedient and would probably not do such a thing as early love, in front of so many people, she still asked seriously, "Is there such a thing?"

Tao You withstood the strong sense of oppression that came from Tao's mother, glanced at her in a blink of an eye, and whispered, "No one. Just, Song, Song Yimian."

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticeably noticed that the gaze around her was more enthusiastic, and "Woo Ya" was emitting red light.

"Oh, Xiao Song." When Mother Tao heard Song Yimian's three words, she instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and the terrifying sense of oppression disappeared suddenly, holding a teacup to warm her hands.

She explained to everyone to satisfy their curiosity, "Xiao Song, we have known each other for more than ten years, and they are as good as brothers and sisters

。 It's absolutely impossible to fall in love."

"I was probably asking about my homework. They talked about being more harmonious when they were studying."

Seeing that this was the case, everyone's gossip dissipated a lot.

"The key class is different, and this way of getting along is quite novel." Someone sneered to lighten the mood.

"I talked about studying during the holidays, and I deserved to be a class of students. Isn't there a lot of pressure to study in the first class of science?"

"Yaya, learn more from Aunt Xiaoyou, and you can't patronize and play during the holidays."

「......」

Everyone opened the topic with great eyes.

Tao You looked at Tao's mother in some surprise, but she didn't expect that in her eyes, the relationship between her and Song Yimian was so bad that she could only rely on talking and studying to maintain, and the possibility of being together was zero!

I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed for a while.

But it seems that not everyone thinks the same as Tao's mother.

When Tao You touched Tao's father's complicated eyes, which were meaningful, as if she had seen through everything, and as if she had not seen through anything, she once again avoided her gaze with a weak heart.

"Song Yimian?!" Shen De took off his headphones, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said to Tao You, "You are very familiar with Song Yimian? Impossible. He's a great god in the science class!"

"I wanted to make friends with him, but I never had a chance to get to know him."

"That's a familiar name, eh, the one we just saw on the forum, right? The one who is very good at tennis."

"That's it, I think a lot of people down there say he has good grades."

"Yes, yes, yes, there is also a saying that he has participated in a lot of competitions."

"The boy is so powerful!"

Relatives are snorting melon seeds and peanuts, and you and I start to discuss it enthusiastically.

Tao You glanced at Shen De, who was making a fuss, and said calmly, "Very familiar, we are in the same class."

"You're in the first science class too?!" Shen De exclaimed again, "When did your grades get so good?!"

- This man's ears are back, and his memory is not good, didn't he just say it......

- Can you remember the lyrics when you sing like this.......

INTERVIEWER Also, what do you mean by being in the same class? Look down on her?

Most of Shen De's impression of Tao You's academic performance is still in elementary and junior high school.

At that time, Tao's mother took great pains to find tutoring for Tao You, and asked her friends and relatives around her, but those who didn't know thought that Tao You's grades were hopelessly bad.

Shen De also thought that Tao You's grades should be on par with him, and it was just her luck to be able to enter the first middle school, or she spent the same amount of money as him. Suddenly knowing that Tao You was different from him, he was surprised for a long time.

"You're surprised?" Tao You and Shen De are not so familiar, but they have a not very good impression of him in their minds.

The Chinese New Year is a small gossip party, and every time relatives get together and talk about their parents' shortcomings, they can always hear some little-known news.

Especially Shen De, a child who has been disobedient since he was a child and grew up in a stage of rebellion, is the most common negative case on the lips of relatives.

If she remembers correctly, when she was a child, during the Chinese New Year, the one with pigtails and a cannon battle blew up the largest manure pond in the back mountain, covered with filth from head to toe, and was punished to stand outside the back door, and the most domineering dog in the village took a detour when he saw it, it was Shen De.

When I was in elementary school, in order to show my strength, I punched through the small window of the classroom. This kind of reckless behavior of only caring about being handsome, and finally got five stitches on the back of his hand, called his parents, lost money, and went home to reflect on the end of the week.

Unexpectedly, when he was in high school, he spent money to enter the art class of No. 1 Middle School.

During the Chinese New Year, it was inexplicable enough to be caught by an uncle who was not familiar with him at all, and he was naturally not polite to Shen De, "This final exam, didn't you read the school's red list?"

"Oh, Xiao Yu is still on the red list this time?" An aunt accosted.

"I'm an ······ in the art class" Shen De tried to explain.

"Art classes also have red lists, don't you know?!" Tao You retorted without thinking, "The new principal specially opened it for the art class, and it was only said at the flag-raising ceremony two weeks before the final exam. The red list of the art class and culture class is posted next to the competition class."

"Shen De, are you on the red list?" A relative asked.

Shen De's fingers picked at the red disposable plastic tablecloth, his mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Uncle Shen stopped standing, pulled his trouser leg and sat down, took a cigarette handed over by others, took a puff on the lighter, and said to ease the atmosphere, "He...... This time, I got a mediocre test."

When the relative who asked the question saw him stumbling like this, he guessed that he probably didn't do well in the exam and couldn't do it, so he pulled the topic back to Tao You and touted, "Xiao You is so good in the exam this time, Xueba."

Mother Tao was keenly aware of the embarrassment of Shen De's father and son, picked up the tea jar, kicked the foot under the table to Tao You's calf, and glared at Tao You vaguely when she looked up to drink tea, as if to warn her, it was just a red list, don't be too embarrassed.

Tao You successfully received the message, licked his lips, leaned back on the chair, boredly pulled out a few big holes in the plastic tablecloth in front of him, twisted the edges of the tablecloth into thin strips with his fingers, and did not answer a word again.

Tao's mother put down the cup and agreed with a smile, "What a scholar, this time she was on the red list, and a small part of it was because of her good luck."

Tao You subconsciously wanted to refute.

This time's results are obviously obtained by her own efforts, and they have something to do with the luck that the eight poles can't beat!

At the moment when she looked up, Dad Tao handed her a slightly calm look.

"......" Tao You tore several large holes in the plastic tablecloth in front of him to express his dissatisfaction.

"Tao You."

Shen De finally put down his mobile phone, I don't know when he changed to Tao You's side, his legs hung on the bar under the chair, he smiled and asked in a surprising voice, "Is there a lot of love letters in Song Yimian's drawer?!"

"Ahem, cough, cough ······" Tao You choked on his own saliva, coughed violently, and threw a speechless look at Shen De.

- This man is really ······ Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned, and the topic that has just been opened was dragged back by him with a word....... Really, it's not a family, it's not a family.

- Also, why is he in an art class so clear about science matters? Why are you so interested in Song Yimian?

Tao You coughed and retched, and looked up and down at Shen De, who was full of the word 'curious'.

This time, not only the surrounding relatives, but even Tao's mother cast suspicious and gossipy eyes.