Saturday is the parent-teacher meeting, and Qingxi High School is not allowed to be absent from the parent-teacher meeting in principle, and Su Nan has made an exception for so many years.

Many people are guessing that as Su Nan's first parent-teacher meeting when he goes to high school, Su Nan's parents will be absent again or will finally be able to show a little bit of Lushan's true face

In fact, Su Nan originally wanted to ask Principal Lan for leave again, but as soon as she walked into the office, she didn't speak, and her senior brother had already taken the lead

"Man, this is your first parent-teacher conference in high school, and it's not good to be absent."

Su Nan glanced at the principal and tugged at the corners of his mouth

"If you have something to say to my grandmother, you can call, or you tell me, I can relay it on my behalf, why bother her to make this trip"

Principal Lan ""

Headache.

This little girl, how can she know everything

Principal Lan made a straight face and said righteously, "What nonsense, you and I just think it's not good to open the back door for you all the time, do you know, Song Tingchuan came to me on the front foot and said that his grades are on par with yours, can you apply for the parent-teacher meeting, and don't want parents to come, you say, ah, I can't create a false impression that you can do whatever you want with good grades"

Su Nan ""

Okay, that's barely a reason.

So when he went out that day, Su Nan called his second brother.

"Yo, big daughter."

Su Nan was too lazy to talk to him, and went straight to the theme "Er Shao, are you free on Saturday"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, I'm sorry for you to drive my grandmother to Qingxi High School for a parent-teacher conference."

My hometown is too far away from Qingxi High School, and if I let Grandma Su come alone, no matter how tough her body is, it won't be such a toss.

Su Yi sneered, "Your senior brother is very bold, he dares to call our grandmother." ”

What is Su Nan's parent-teacher meeting, Su Yi is Su Nan's closest brother, it is very clear.

can make Su Nan find him so tossy and send his grandmother to a parent-teacher conference, except for being cheated by the principal's senior brother, Su Yi really can't think of a second possibility.

Su Nan pressed the corner of his forehead, obviously having a headache as well

"Alas, I still want to talk about me, forget it, let him go, it's good to talk, and grandma likes to give me a parent-teacher conference."

Su Yi said noncommittally "um", and agreed to it.

The corners of Su Nan's mouth lifted a faint smile, "Thank you, second brother." ”

Su Yi answered without being salty or indifferent, "No thanks, buy good food, after the parent-teacher meeting, I will go to your apartment with grandma to eat." ”

Su Nan ""

In contrast, after Song Tingchuan learned that he couldn't make an exception, he was much simpler and rude.

"Hey, old man, at the 60 o'clock parent-teacher meeting this week, the rules of Qingxi High School are that parents are not allowed to be absent, you can watch it."

After finishing a sentence, he simply hung up the phone.

Putting his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, Song Tingchuan leaned on the balcony and looked up at the apartment buildings in the entire community, which were bright or dark, and suddenly felt a little irritable, and couldn't help but light a cigarette.

However, before half of the smoke was taken, a message tone rang on the phone

Song Tingchuan casually clicked on it and took a look

Good girl Song Tingchuan, are you smoking?

The good girl is Song Tingchuan's remark to Su Nan, no way, he really accepts the four words "Zize Hill Ruins".

Seeing this news at this moment, the corners of Song Tingchuan's mouth twitched.

Damn, did this good girl sneak into his house last time and set up a surveillance?

raised his eyes and looked at the building opposite, and sure enough, he saw a dark figure standing on the balcony of Su Nan's apartment.

Probably the good girl.

Have a finger in the pie.

Song Tingchuan snorted coldly in his heart, but he snuffed out the cigarette butt on his fingertips and replied without being salty

No, you're making me study.

Su Nan ""