Bring the buns to the door

Ling Miaosi and Yao Diaodiao... oh~ I should say Yao Zhu, they grew up together since they were young, and they went to the same school and the same class from elementary school to high school.

Logically speaking, at the age of the two of them, this kind of thing would never happen, but just like to confirm Yung Peijia's promise back then, Yao Zhu skipped several grades in elementary school until he was with him who was three years older than him. Ling Miao thought of her peers, so she stopped skipping grades.

At first Ling Miaosi was of course very happy. Being able to be in the same grade or even the same class as his favorite Diao Diao since he was a child means that he doesn't have to go to Uncle Rong's house after school, but can play with Diao Diao every day.

But gradually, he realized that this was the beginning of his nightmare.

Ling Miaosi has been very well-behaved since she was a child. From the beginning, she and Ling Yuluo depended on each other for life. She was very sensitive at a young age, and she could always quickly sense her father's emotions. She almost never made Ling Yuluo angry, and rarely made him feel angry. worry.

Except for one thing.

Ling Miaosi's dislike of going to school is known to almost everyone who knows him. When he was in kindergarten, Rong Peijia could use Diao Diao to coax him. After entering elementary school, Diao Diao enters kindergarten. up.

He said that Uncle Rong lied to him, that his father lied to him, and he used all kinds of sick and uncomfortable tricks to deceive adults, and he could escape dozens of times of not going to school in a year.After finally waiting for Diao Diao to go to elementary school, Ling Miaosi finally looked forward to going to school, after all, he and Diao Diao could go to and from school hand in hand.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Yao Zhu applied to skip a grade after studying for one semester.

Rong Peijia refused at first, hoping that he would read the book in a serious manner and progress steadily step by step, but Yao Qi felt that his son was outstanding, and he would kill the elementary school scum next door in seconds, so he agreed without saying a word After discussing his request with the school, he passed a small test and was successfully promoted to the third grade.

When she first learned that Diao Diao was going to be in the same class as her, Ling Miaosi was as happy as a lost person who had finally found her way in life. From thinking about how to avoid going to school every day in the past, it turned into the school day that she was most looking forward to every day. He also rarely volunteered to ask his teacher to sit with Diao Diao.

The rare positiveness shown by this "problem student", as a teacher, of course agreed without saying a word, and with Yao Zhu's good grades, he might be able to give Ling Miaosi a boost.

Ling Miaosi was happy like this for a week, waiting for him to go to school together at the door of Diao Diao's house early in the morning. As a "senior", he also showed Diao Diao his own book very thoughtfully, although the book was clean with a little note None, but he still tried his best to provide Diaodiao with the best service possible.

However, a week later, Ling Miaosi realized that things were not going according to the plot she imagined.

At first, Diao Diao asked him to help copy notes, then Diao Diao invited him to his home to do his homework, and then, before he knew it, it became——

"I've told you a few times that this formula doesn't work like this. This is a second-grade knowledge point, right? Why are you still in the third grade?"

"This pinyin is wrong. It's the front nasal sound not the back nasal sound. Your father is so good at writing articles. Why can't you inherit his advantages at all?"

"The teacher said that this is a dotted line, and it needs to be folded, not cut. Hey...you get out of the way, and I will stick it back for you first."

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Conversations like this were happening every day, and Ling Miaosi began to change back to the Ling Miaosi who didn't like going to school.

But Diao Diao is not Ling Yuluo, whether he pretends to be sick or is really sick, he will come to his house every day regardless of the weather to pull him up to go to school, wake him up if he doesn't listen carefully in class, and let him copy his own if he doesn't take notes. Remember to copy ten times for one penalty. Under such a powerful force, Ling Miaosi has to follow suit even if she doesn't want to.

Even so, Ling Miaosi still couldn't get rid of her scumbag attribute until she entered high school.

Ling Yuluo and Yu Qi were so worried about his studies, they couldn't figure out what was wrong with this kid and why he was so bad at reading. The process is simple and easy to understand, maybe even the first grade of elementary school can understand it, but this child has a elm-headed head, so he can't understand it.

But looking at the people around Ling Miaosi, Diao Diao was the one who worried the most.

With Yao Zhu's grades, not to mention the best local schools, even the top three middle schools in the capital can easily be admitted.

But the child seemed to have no regard for his grades or future at all, and only stared at Ling Miaosi's grades as if he was aggressive. Yao Qi and Rong Peijia were quite worried about this matter.

But the most worrying thing is Ling Miaosi.

I thought that with Yao Zhu's grades, he could finally survive after graduating from the third year of junior high school. Although it was a bit sad to leave his playmates since childhood, as long as he was not forced to study, the three years of high school would pass by gritting his teeth. Being stared at memorizing words and ancient prose.

However, when he learned that Yao Zhu was admitted to the high school he was admitted to with the No.1 score in the school, Ling Miaosi felt that the world was about to collapse.

And when he knew that Yao Zhu was going to be in the same class or even at the same table with him again, he couldn't help asking from the heart: "Aren't you a science student?! Why did you come to our class???"

As a result, Yao Zhu snorted coldly with disdain: "The grades are too good, the teacher gave permission."

Hearing this, Ling Miaosi lay down on the desk in despair, drawing circles and cursing the bourgeoisie who stood on the shoulders of achievement giants, and thus missed the persistence and affection that flashed in Yao Zhu's eyes.

The high school curriculum is very urgent, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two years, Yao Zhu still stared at Ling Miaosi in class every day, watched him do his homework, and helped him with tutoring, while he himself reviewed the knowledge of the science class in the liberal arts class.

At the end of the semester of senior high school and high school, the school requires every student to fill out an aspiration form, write down the school and major they want to fill in, in the name of letting everyone think about their future life, and list the goals they strive for. Target.

Under Yao Zhu's stare, Ling Miaosi bit the bullet and wrote down a local secondary school. That was already the best result he thought he could get in the exam, although the reality was still far from the minimum score of that school. distance.

After Ling Miaosi finished writing her own, she wanted to spy on Yao Zhu's, but she didn't expect Yao Zhu, who has always been very generous to him, to hide the ambition form this time, no matter how he tried to spell it out, he couldn't make a single word, which made Ling Miaosi feel a little uncomfortable .

However, after a while, Ling Miaosi learned the contents of Yao Zhu's ambition form from the teacher.

He ran up to Yao Zhu angrily, and slammed his aspirations form on the table with a "slap", his usually silly and cute face was wrinkled in anger: "Why do you want to fill in this school?" ? Even if your grades don’t go to the Capital University, you can still get into Z University! The teacher has come to talk to me, you should quickly change it back and hand it back to the teacher, or else, I’ll tell your father!”

Yao Zhu glanced at it, shrugged and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Ling Miaosi became even angrier, and stomped her feet anxiously, "You, hurry up, what are you doing here?"

Yao Zhu looked up at him, feeling a little funny, "So what if I change it? When I really fill in the application form, I just fill it out, can I still change it back?"

Ling Miaosi was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect this kind of operation to happen, and she became even more annoyed. She was so anxious that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence: "Then, what should I do then? Hey, why did you write this? You can clearly test Even better, why are you so disregarding your own future, even if it's not for yourself, think about Uncle Rong and the others, they expect so much from you..."

"What about you?" Yao Zhu glanced at him, saw that Ling Miaosi was silent, and continued, "Uncle Ling and Uncle Yu don't expect much from you? Are you concerned about your own future? You can pass the test It's better, why don't you try harder?"

"I..." Ling Miaosi lowered her head and whispered, "I'm just so stupid..."

"You're not stupid." Yao Zhu put the book in his hand on the table and made a slight sound, which made Ling Miaosi take a small step back involuntarily.

Yao Zhu said: "You have the wrong mentality." Seeing that he still wanted to refute, Yao Zhu simply stood up, being half a head taller than him, allowing him to easily look down at Ling Miaosi, forcing him to retreat steadily.

"Ling Miaomiao, it's not a child anymore, when will you wake up?"

When Ling Miaosi heard this, her face turned pale, she shook her head and whispered, "...I don't know what you're talking about."

Yao Zhu stared at him for a while, then sighed.He rubbed Ling Miaosi's head, and his tone became gentle: "Now that you grow up, Uncle Yu will also accompany your father, and your father will not be the only one left at home after school, and you have me to accompany you , and don’t be afraid to meet other unfamiliar students.”

Yao Zhu paused, and seemed serious and serious when he spoke again: "And I will always be with you, grow up with you, and grow old with you." After speaking, he saw Ling Miaosi look up at him, and smiled at him Laughing, he squeezed his face, and half-threateningly said: "So if you don't follow my footsteps, I will leave you alone."

Maybe it was Yao Zhu's deterrence that worked, or maybe it was his guarantee that gave Ling Miaosi a shot in the arm. In the last year, Ling Miaosi changed her face, no longer avoided studying, and followed Yao Zhu every day to fight at night. Without Yao Zhu's reminder, he knew that he was taking notes for the papers.

On the day the results were announced after the college entrance examination, the two families gathered at Ling Yuluo's house, staring at Ling Miaosi's refresh page to check the scores all the time.

Afterwards, the admission results were announced. Except for Ling Miaosi, everyone watched calmly as the two children were admitted to a local secondary school with an upper-middle level.

Ling Miaosi looked at Yao Zhu's admission results dumbfounded, with complicated emotions.

He was happy to be in the same school as Yao Zhu for four years, but also sad that Yao Zhu did not go to the best local university.

On the other hand, Yao Zhu himself didn't take this matter to heart at all. He put the admission notices of the two on the table together, wrapped Ling Miaosi in his arms, and said in a calm tone: "My father taught me that only one time is a good thing. I can do one thing, saying that it can exercise my concentration, so I have only played with one person since I was a child, and probably I can only pester the same person for the rest of my life.”

The four fathers who gathered in the distance to drink tea and eat melon seeds seemed to have become numb after seeing this scene. Of all the people present, it seemed that only Ling Miaosi's frog was boiled in warm water and didn't know what happened.

Rong Peijia looked at this future "daughter-in-law" and sighed, hey, history is always so similar, both father and son seem to be good at "holding fire".