The little tenderness in his heart

Chapter 71 Seriously
After a while, Xu Yi and Wen Man, who came late, took their seats.

A family banquet is nothing more than a group of people gathering for a meal, with delicate and delicious dishes on the table and steaming dishes.

Promise to eat slowly, chew slowly, eat like a snail.

Mrs. Xu "hates that iron cannot be made into steel", and the little girl eats too little for a meal, and if she loses weight, she will have bones left.So he talked a little more, nothing more than telling Nuonuo to eat more.

With the old man's words, Xu's parents discovered that Xu Nuo Nuo has a pair of clean and pure almond eyes with sparkling eyes.

Her face, which was no bigger than a palm, and her bright red lips were as delicate as a porcelain doll, a kind of beauty that was almost beautiful.

Because they are often looked away by Wen Ya, Xu's parents really feel sorry for their little daughter who has almost no sense of existence for such a moment.

Seeing that everyone was paying attention to Xu Nuo Nuo, Wen Ya was unwilling to be ignored, so she quickly said, "Grandpa, the teacher did a random check recently, but I'm not very proficient in piano music, can you give me some pointers later?"

Mr. Xu is used to the situation and has seen countless people, so he can naturally see what Wen Ya wants to express at a glance.

The so-called unskilled is probably not practiced thousands of times in the piano room.

The old man snorted coldly in his heart, and said calmly: "Oh, since you are not proficient, change to another song, there will always be one you are proficient in."

"..."

Nuonuo suppressed a smile, Mrs. Xu is not a person who plays cards according to common sense.

Wen Ya's face turned into a pig's liver, she hesitated to speak, and finally tried her best to maintain her ladylike image, and said through gritted teeth, "Grandpa is right."

The last time I saw Wen Ya so aggrieved was a few weeks ago, Nuo Nuoke was happy, who made Wen Ya always bully herself.

After the meal, Wen Ya directly locked herself in the piano room, never wanting to come out again to take her own humiliation.Wen Man, Xu Yi still had business to deal with, so they went directly to the study.

Only grandpa and grandson were left in the living room, Mrs. Xu smiled kindly, "Girl, are you overjoyed?"

Xu Nuonuo looked around quietly, and nodded softly.

The old man couldn't help laughing. This little girl has been raised with a bad temper since she was a child, and she has a soft temper. She doesn't say anything when she is bullied.

If others give you a little sweetness, promise to forget it.Now at least I know how to hate others.

Nuonuo still has homework, and the old man didn't bother with the chores.The children will grow up eventually, and he hopes that Nuonuo will be safe and sound.

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This time Song Yi went back at night as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Although he was studying before, he played games when he was tired of writing, but now he just smashed the game console. He Rui has never seen that kind of seriousness.

Song Yi called Wang Qunsheng a few minutes ago, "Do you know the average score of Class Five?"

Over there, he was obviously stunned for a moment. He never thought that Song Yi, a bastard, could ask such a question. Are you kidding me?
"Ask you! I don't know, I'm going to ask someone else."

The young man touched his trouser pocket with his long fingers. He hadn't touched a cigarette for a long time, and his heart was agitated. He suddenly remembered that he had already thrown it in the trash can.

"Hey, you are so arrogant when you ask for help. The average score of Class 570 seems to be over [-]. Why do you ask this?"

What can I do?Humiliate yourself.

Song Yi was in a panic. If he remembered correctly, the last time Wang Qunsheng did a set of questions for himself, his score seemed to be only [-]?

What a fool two hundred and five.

He thought that he was superior even if he had no grades, and he was superior to others, with a difference of more than 300 points. This is the difference between cloud and mud.

After more than ten years of barbaric growth, Song Yi felt that his life was wasted.

What Xu Nuo Nuo said is right, Song Yi never seriously thought about how difficult it is to succeed without studying, but now, he directly returns to reality.

(End of this chapter)