The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

After all, Yan Xinguang didn't go to eat hot pot, and politely declined Wu Jing's invitation, saying that he had to go back to his hometown, City B, for something to do.

Wu Jing didn't force him anymore, but spread his hands regretfully, turned around and called the others to leave.

A group of people ate Haidilao in the central city, and their mouths were full of oil. During the gap between the exams, Tangning suddenly said that there would be no holidays from today onwards, and they could only wait until the Spring Festival. There were still a few monthly exam weeks in between. Test, some grind.

Then, Tangning suddenly became excited again, "But next year! No. [-] Middle School has a traditional event, a school trip, three days and two nights. It's a small long vacation. I went to the suburbs last year. I don't know where to go this year."

High school students are always very interested in other things besides studying, and they don't care about eating immediately, and they start betting on where to go this year.

Duan Changhan suggested to go to Thailand, but was blocked by Liu Lei with the question "Do you want to change your gender?"

Liu Lei hadn't recovered from the excitement of the exam, and he was very depressed, as if a dark cloud was suppressing his head: "Don't think about it, every year I go to a small village on the outskirts of the city, where the freshmen of No. Baogufan, do you still want to go to heaven? It would be nice to have a village for you to go to.”

Wu Jing's eyes lit up, "Anywhere is fine! But I have a question, in the village, how do so many of us sleep? There is no hotel."

"Of course it's sleeping in a tent, or going to squeeze the kang with the village chief."

"I definitely don't want to squeeze the kang, I'd better sleep in a tent..."

Yao Bin suddenly asked: "How will the tents be distributed? Can you choose freely?"

Duan Changhan: "I know what your plan is. Tell you, it's impossible. You can think about it at the same table."

Then the topic successfully turned to Yan Xinguang again, Wu Jing couldn't understand why this group of people liked to discuss him so much.

...Although Mr. Yan is very charismatic, that's right.

He secretly made up his mind that the next time he said anything, he had to forcibly drag Yan Xinguang over and sit down to eat together, otherwise he would always discuss him behind his back, making it look like they coveted him.

...Well, it is indeed quite coveted.

For example, he himself is very rare, and wants Yan Xinguang to continue to be his teacher.In the future, I will be admitted to a key university, and I will save face if I say it.Most of the children of Wu Deliang's classmates and colleagues went abroad in high school, and went to some awesome-sounding schools.

Yao Bin poked him: "If you are paired at the same table, then you and Teacher Yan will be in the same tent? Congratulations, Teacher Yan is the flower of the first night, Brother Jing."

Wu Jing came back to his senses, slowly picked up a piece of hairy belly, put it in the tomato pot, scalded it, then picked it up and blew it, then gave them a sideways look, and criticized, "You always like to talk about Teacher Yan behind your back. , do you know what’s special about this?”

Yao Bin hehe: "Hey, I don't know who it is. Every day in the small group, Mr. Yan is the elder, and Mr. Yan is the shortest. He teaches you math. I think you can't wait to marry him."

Wu Jing's small thoughts were shaken out, and his little face was flushed by the heat of the hot pot. He argued: "That's different! What is mathematics? It's something I swore I would never get along with again, but Yan Yan The teacher is really amazing, every time he explains those questions, I think it’s okay, really. So Teacher Yan is really a wonderful person, don’t blame me for sighing again and again..."

"Look, look, don't admit it again!"

"You can't even keep your mouth shut!"

……

A hot pot meal lasted until [-] pm. When Wu Pei finished his meal when he came home, Ms. Zhou Shuyun was sitting on the sofa on the first floor in her pajamas, poking around with her iPad.

As soon as Wu Jing opened the door, he was startled by Ms. Zhou's posture, looked around, and said, "Mom, why are you sitting here? Where is Dad?"

Zhou Shuyun waved to him gently: "Son, come and sit here."

Seeing her posture, Wu Jing felt guilty, grabbed the strap of her schoolbag and refused to let go: "No, tell me what you want to say first."

Zhou Shuyun: "You kid, why are you doing this? I'm going to praise you! Your school's dean called and told you that your midterm exam results have improved a lot, so you should continue to study hard."

Wu Jing: "...Oh." The hand holding the strap of the schoolbag loosened, and she moved to sit beside her mother, with her mouth pouted.

"Can you return the game console to me? You and Dad are too cruel. You will never know what the game console means to a child like me."

Zhou Shuyun didn't bicker with him like before, instead, she touched her son's head lovingly, and slowly rubbed her hands down the top of his hair, scrutinizing him carefully.

Wu Jing looks like her, especially the eyebrows and eyes.

In addition to the teaching director of No. [-] Middle School, the old lady of the Yan family actually called the person who called tonight.

On the phone, Mrs. Yan seemed to have learned something, and praised Wu Jing in her words, praising him for being a good boy.

The old lady Yan had never met Wu Jing in person, so if she could say that, it must have been revealed by the child of the Yan family.

In fact, Zhou Shuyun only guessed half right.The old lady called because of Yan Xinguang, but it wasn't the scene where Young Master Yan was bragging about Wu Jing to his family as she had imagined.

It was the Yan family who were surprised to find that Yan Xinguang, who had been cold-hearted since childhood and seemed to be suffering from severe social fear, took out his mobile phone three times in one night and replied to WeChat.When asked, he simply said something, classmate.

Of course, the other end of the phone is someone who is eating hot pot and sending hot pot pictures to Yan Xinguang crazily, trying to greedy him, no one knows about this.

But that doesn't matter anymore, anyway, the Yan family believes that Yan Xinguang is flirting with the young master of the Wu family, and Zhou Shuyun feels that Yan Xinguang is bewitched by her precious son.

In short, without the knowledge of both Yan Xinguang and Wu Jing, the two adults quietly completed another divine friendship.

While Zhou Shuyun was proud, she also felt sorry for Wu Jing.

In fact, the little grandson of the Yan family will go to No. [-] Middle School and be in the same class as Wu Jing. This is something that Wu Deliang and Zhou Shuyun did not expect.The two also considered for a long time whether to tell Wu Jing about this matter, and finally decided not to say it for the time being, fearing that Wu Jing would have some psychological pressure.

There is no parent who doesn't want their children to have a good home. The Wu family's family status, not to mention the top of the pyramid, can be considered a decent family. She wants to make her son happy as much as possible within the allowable range.However, she also hopes that her son can have a pure and happy adolescence.

Wu Jing was not used to Zhou Shuyun's gentle and watery appearance. Years of experience told him that this was too ooc, and he must be holding something big behind.

He tilted his head, freed his head from his mother's hands, and said seriously, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhou Shuyun was overflowing with motherly love. Seeing her son's vigilant appearance, she laughed with a "poof", rubbed his head hard with her hands, and pinched his cheek before saying, "In this case, then You are responsible for picking up your sister next week, the driver is sick and asked for leave."

Wu Jing: "!!!"

He knows it!

Speaking of Wu Pei, he remembered this little guy's blood feud for occupying his game console during this period of time, and he wanted to go up to her aggressively.

Seeing him jumping up and down the stairs, Zhou Shuyun suddenly remembered something, and beckoned him to stop: "Son! By the way, show your mother the documentary you made at the sports meeting! I haven't had a chance to see what I did. What will your clothes look like in your sports meeting?"

Wu Jing stuffed her the camera, and seeing that Ms. Zhou didn't want him to stay here to explain to her, she ran away.

Just kidding, what would he say if she asked who was the one who appeared the most?

Anyway, Wu Jing would never admit Yan Xin Guangshuai!

It's also impossible to tell my mother that I now rely on hugging your son's thigh for the exam. If I say that, I absolutely don't need to think about the game console.

After such a run, Wu Jing missed the scene of Ms. Zhou Shuyun smiling into a flower at the camera.

In the camera, it seemed that the final group photo scene was played. Wu Jing set up the tripod, set the time, ran to the crowd, squeezed himself into the front of the card holder without any mistakes, and happily compared a " V".

The card holder was originally expressionless, but after being pushed around by him like this, a crack appeared on Junxiu's face.I can't tell if it's being squeezed to the point of being irritable, or something else.

However, he looked much more lively than his stern face at the beginning.

With a "click", the picture freezes, and the first big group photo of Class One (Two) of Senior High just like this, recording a moment that is not serious.Boys and girls are youthful, and they are all the best.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-2319:40:41~2019-11-2419:23:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 tearless;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of no tears;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!