Chapter 110 can't be a little uncle, right?
"Damn, that man is so handsome!!"
"Ahhh It's even better than Chu Xifeng!! ”
"Whose parent is so young?"
"The one next to him is Song Li! , this can't be Song Li's father, right? ”
"Dad, you big-headed ghost, Song Li and Song Yue'er are sisters, I just saw that Song Yue'er had already taken her father to a class."
"This man knows by his age that it's not okay, he may be his brother!"
"I've heard that Song Yue'er has an older brother, but now that I'm studying abroad, this shouldn't be..."
"Hey, hey, look at this aura, this appearance, walking with Song Li, is it a good match?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter who he is, take pictures first, look at those long legs, and I can lick this face for a hundred years!"
Song Li and his entourage walked into the campus, and their outstanding temperament and stunning eyebrows and eyes directly became the focus of attention of the world.
There was a lot of talk.
The sound of taking pictures clicks and clicks.
Not to mention Shao Kang, Yu Man felt a little pressured to walk with these two bigwigs, so he silently took a few steps back and distanced himself from them.
"it!"
Qu Le, who had just brought his mother into the class, saw this scene and ran to Zhong Xian's side.
Curious: "Brother Xian, who is next to my little aunt?" ”
This guy is now shouting that his little aunt is closer than himself, Zhong Xian pulled the corners of his mouth, locked his neck with his long arms, and warned in a low voice: "My mother is here today, don't talk nonsense." ”
His mother had already held a grudge against him, and he didn't want to go home and clean up in double.
At school is a school bully, at home is a cowardice.
Qu Le rolled his eyes: "How many times have you said this kind of thing, I'll just ask, who is next to my little aunt." ”
"Little..."The little fourth master definitely can't say, Zhong Xian racked his brains and thought about how to introduce it.
Hearing his words, Qu Le was taken aback, and his eyes widened: "It can't be the little uncle, right?" ”
Zhong Xian: "......"
He slapped Qu Le on the back of the head with his backhand and kicked him in the leg: "Little uncle, you are big!" ”
Let the little aunt and the little fourth master hear this, and they must not be slaughtered!
Tan Beixing, who came back from going to the bathroom, happened to hear the words of the two, touched his nose, and muttered in a low voice: "Maybe he will really become your little uncle one day..."
After all, Fu Shiyi couldn't hide the gentleness in his eyes when he treated Song Li.
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Bringing people to the class, Song Li's chin was slightly raised to the corner: "That's it." ”
The last row is by the window.
Fu Shiyi walked over with steps, hooked his long legs out of the stool and sat down, noble and elegant, and every frame can be used as wallpaper without filters.
The aura is big, and people can't help but be afraid.
Shao Kang stiffened his head before pulling out the stool and sitting down next to him.
This is the first time that the senior high school has had a group parent-teacher meeting.
Let's talk about the pressure of studying in the third year of high school and the current situation of students' grades.
Then it's time to go to the playground, where parents and children go on the so-called dream of flying.
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During the parent-teacher meeting, Song Li and his party went to the playground first.
Qu Le ran over with a large handful of blown balloons, "Come on, come on, one by one, what wishes do you want to write?" ”
Cong Tong took one and was very serious: "I want to be admitted to a good university." ”
Although she is in the twenty-fourth class, her grades are still expected.
Qu Le held one by himself and wrote softly with a pen, excited: "I hope you can return the physical education class to us." ”
“……”
The corners of the mouths of a group of people twitched.
Tan Beixing walked over and asked in a low voice, "Ah Li, do you have a wish?" ”
Song Li raised his eyebrows, gently raised her chin with his fingertips, and smiled ruffianly: "You can be healthy and happy for a lifetime." ”
Tan Beixing blinked, pursed his lips and smiled, and ran to the side to write secretly.
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Half an hour later, the parent-teacher conference ended and we gathered in the playground.
The playground was full of students wearing the same uniforms, and there were flying red balloons.
From a distance, it is densely packed.
Fu Shiyi swept it lightly, locked the girl's location at a glance, and walked over with his feet raised.