Song Zhu paused for a moment, glanced at the information Xie Jue was holding, and took a sip of the milk tea in his hand, "Oh. With your talent, as long as you choose the right song, everything else should be easy to talk about. We are not in a hurry. Take your time."

"Uh-huh."

Just like that, a couple of boys and girls just sat on the bench in the park, the two of them just sat so quietly, neither of them spoke.The boy looked at the piano score in his hand, and the girl started to write on the stool with her homework.

Occasionally, when the wind blows, it will lift the girl's long hair, bringing a moment of restlessness to this quiet picture, but there is stillness in the movement, and movement in the stillness.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Zhu's cell phone rang suddenly. Song Zhu hurriedly put down the pen in his hand, picked it up, and saw that it was Song's father calling, "Xiao Zhu, where are you now?"

"Dad, I'm with my classmates, in the park next to the community."

"A park, right? Hmm, I got it!"

"Dad, what are you going to do?"

Before Song Zhu had time to ask, Father Song had already hung up the phone.After a while, I saw Dad Song carrying a bag of something, wandering around in the small woods not far from them.

Song Zhu glanced at Xie Jue, and quickly ran forward to bring the man over, "Father."

Father Song also saw Song Zhu, and walked over here with the things in his hand.

"I went to the vegetable market this afternoon and bought fish for you. I thought about cooking fish for you when I got home. However, after school, you said you couldn't go home for dinner, so I thought about bringing it to you."

"The freshly grilled fish, Dad grilled it himself at home, you can eat more." Song Dad looked at Song Zhu's face full of joy, and after talking for a while, he realized that there was another person sitting on the bench behind him, and he was still a boy.

Dad Song:? ? ?Vigilance.jpg
The smile on his face disappeared instantly, he took two steps forward, and looked at the boy.

Because Xie Jue wanted to play the violin and needed a quieter environment, it was the first time today that he didn't play the violin at home, and he couldn't find a suitable place outside, so the two of them wandered here.

This is the most secret place in the center of the park. There is a small lake surrounded by many dense trees and benches.

Usually the people who gather here are couples in pairs.
Thinking of something, Song's father looked at Xie Jue with a complicated face, with some scrutiny in his eyes, and some disapproval.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhu thought that Dad Song might have misunderstood something, and hurriedly explained, "Dad, this is my tablemate. The two of us often communicate and discuss problems together. Isn't it the exam soon? Make up for weak subjects."

Song Zhu looked at Papa Song with a sincere face, and looked at you with watery eyes of a girl, making it hard not to trust her, the kind that can be said to be true even if it is fake.

Father Song glanced at Song Zhu, then at Xie Jue, the young man was indeed holding a book of some kind in his hand.

Next to the two of them, their schoolbags were placed on the bench.

Father Song was relieved immediately, and smiled brightly, "Then what are you doing out here? Studying is a serious matter! Why don't you go home and study? Huh? Sitting outside is windy."

While talking, Father Song packed Song Zhu's schoolbag, and at the same time picked up Xie Jue's schoolbag, ready to drag him along.

The hospitality was hard to come by, Xie Jue was still dragged home by Song's father.

"Students, don't be too polite! This is the first time you've come to our house, so come in!" Father Song enthusiastically opened the door and brought Xie Jue slippers.

"Thank you uncle." Xie Jue replied politely.

"Song Zhu, pour some water for the guests. I'll get the vegetables out of the pot." Dad Song smiled at the two of them while wearing an apron, "We're not at home normally, so we can't take care of Xiaozhu. I have to trouble my classmate to help her with her studies!"

After all, the original owner had no close friends in the past, so Papa Song was naturally enthusiastic.

Song Zhu glanced at Xie Jue, and smiled helplessly, "You pour it yourself, I'll go to the room to get something."

"it is good."

Xie Yan took out the tea leaves from the second drawer of the cabinet on the right under the TV, and made a cup of tea by himself, then saw Song's father standing behind him with a devilish expression on his face.

Xie Jue was startled when she turned around, but paused for a moment, looking at Father Song's embarrassed face, "..."

"It's time to eat, students, don't drink too much tea!" Father Song thought for a while, and managed to squeeze out this sentence.

Some doubts, how does this student know where the tea leaves are placed?He just wanted to come over and remind him.You didn't hear Song Zhu tell him, did you?
Even though he was a little puzzled, Dad Song didn't worry too much.

"Yeah, okay, I see, thank you uncle."

Father Song put three dishes on the dining table, one of which contained the grilled fish that he carefully cooked this afternoon.

Song's father likes to eat black pepper, Song Zhu doesn't like to eat black pepper, it seems that he is allergic.Song Da made three rows of dishes with black pepper on one plate.

Just when he was about to remind Song Zhu, he heard the male classmate say to Song Zhu, "There is black pepper in the beef, don't eat it."

Father Song, "..."

He looked at Xie Jue with a complicated face, just in time to meet Xie Jue's eyes.

Xie Jue paused for a moment and realized something. Just as he was thinking about how to explain it to Dad Song, he heard Dad Song put on a dark face, barely maintaining his superficial politeness, and said, "You and Xiao Zhu... seem to have a very good relationship. ?”

"No, Dad!" Song Zhu laughed, and was busy trying to explain something to Dad Song, but then he heard Dad Song saying seriously to himself.

"Did I ask you? Where is this boy's family? What's his name? What grade is he in? What kind of studies? What kind of talents do you have?" Song's father put down his chopsticks and looked at Song Zhu seriously.

The apron on his body hadn't been taken off yet, and the bangs on Father Song's forehead were slightly curled up again, with a serious face at the moment.There is also an inexplicable sense of joy.

Song Zhu looked at Papa Song with a look of embarrassment. Obviously, this was the first time she encountered such a situation, and she was a little at a loss. Why did she still have a guilty conscience?
Just when I was about to say something, I heard Xie Jue say, "Hi Uncle, my name is Xie Jue, my family is in City C, and Song Zhu is at the same level as Song Zhu at the same table. I like music and racing cars. I have been studying... I have been working hard. This time, it has improved by more than a dozen."

Xie Jue looked at Father Song seriously.

When he thought Father Song would ask something else, he only heard Father Song say, "Racing cars? You like racing cars too? Didn't realize it!"

There was some excitement in Father Song's tone.Then he started talking with Xie Jue.Then the two talked about the motorcycle race in Snake Mountain last year.

Then Dad Song said that the person who won the championship was very powerful, he seemed to be called Zhao Lei, Xie Jue smiled knowingly.

Song Zhu at the side was at a loss for a moment, this was the first time she had seen Xie Jue talk so much, and Xie Jue seemed to be a different person when talking about all kinds of motorcycle races.

The boy in front of him was radiant, his brows were less hostile, and his eyes were more radiant, and Song's father next to him seemed to be happy to hear it.

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