You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

Chapter 69 With a patron like this, what more bicycle is needed!

This is Sheng Mumu's first visit to Qi Shaobai's bedroom.

Simply furnished in cool gray tones.

There is an entire sneaker showcase against the wall, displaying various limited edition sneakers.

The sneakers of different colors dilute the overall cold color of the room.

Next to the display case, there are two shelves full of CDs, and a guitar leans in the corner.

From these places, it can be seen that this is a room for adolescent boys.

Qi Shaobai left the chair to Sheng Mumu, and sat on the beanbag himself.

Sensing Sheng Mumu's serious expression, he sat upright uncharacteristically, and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

"What are you talking about?"

Sheng Mumu didn't go around in circles, and asked directly:

"The last time I chatted with your class teacher, I heard that many students in your class will go abroad as soon as the college entrance examination is over?"

Qi Shaobai didn't understand, so he nodded: "Well, there is such a thing."

Sheng Mumu: "Do you think so too?"

"What are you thinking? Going abroad?" Qi Shaobai looked puzzled.

He feels that the country is very good, and it is not necessary to go abroad to be gilded in order to achieve success.

Just about to answer "no", I heard Sheng Mumu say again:

"Have you ever thought about asking your dad to exchange money for a place in a prestigious university abroad?"

"I never thought that way, and—" Qi Shaobai replied without thinking.

Then he looked away, and his shoulders sank.

"And he wouldn't do it for me."

Elementary school, middle school, and then high school.

Dad has never donated equipment, libraries, or even teaching buildings to the school like other parents of classmates.

Just tell him: do what you should do.

Qi Shaobai frowned lightly, covering up his disappointment with an indifferent expression.

I don't want to see my emotions.

However, a 17-year-old boy is not yet the age at which he can hide his heart with ease.

Even if Sheng Mumu hadn't read the original book and didn't know that he was sensitive and delicate, he could still understand a thing or two from that young face that wanted to hide it.

Perhaps in every teenager's heart, his father is like a big mountain in front of him.

I want to look up to it, and I want to climb over it.

Qi Mo's personality and experience make him destined not to give Qi Shaobai the most simple and flawless paternal love like other parents.

As time goes by, Qi Shaobai yearns to get his approval, but at the same time resists and wants to prove himself in his own way.

Sheng Mumu didn't want the atmosphere to be so heavy.

He casually picked up the two cans of grape-flavored drinks on the desk.

Throwing a can to Qi Shaobai, he said in a relaxed tone:

"It's very good, student Xiao Qi, you are really good."

Qi Shaobai shook his hand back, took the drink can reflexively, and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Sheng Mumu explained, "Having money and resources is an advantage. But it is not easy to think of not using these advantages to squeeze people who may not be as good as you."

The rich young master who grew up in this environment was not assimilated by the environment.

It is really rare.

A light flashed across Qi Shaobai's pupils, and a faint smile finally appeared on his cold and unruly face.

I was a little embarrassed to be praised, so I changed the subject and asked:

"Then can I stop learning English?"

"You have a good idea!" Sheng Mumu gave him a white look, "What I want to tell you is that the college entrance examination is important, but it's not that important."

Qi Shaobai wondered if he heard it wrong.

Since the third year of high school was approaching, everyone around him was telling him how important the college entrance examination was, it was a turning point in life, and it must be the first thing to do.

She actually said it wasn't that important?

Sheng Mumu: "Compared to the college entrance examination scores, what is more precious is your experience this year. It is the clear conscience after hard work. It is the feeling that you will feel really good about yourself in retrospect after a long, long time."

Qi Shaobai's eyes moved slightly, seeming to understand.

Sheng Mumu paused, her voice softened:

"I believe that as long as you are serious, your dad will be proud of you no matter what grades you get in the exam."

Qi Shaobai raised his eyes suddenly, "Really?"

Will be proud of him?

If the head teacher changed, or someone like Zhang Butler, Dong Tezhu told him this.

He will only use it as a cover to trick him into studying.

But somehow, it came out of Sheng Mumu's mouth.

There is a convincing magic.

Sheng Mumu looked determined, nodded slowly, "It must be."

Qi Shaobai remained silent, frowning slightly.

After a long time, it finally stretched slowly.

There was a gleam of determination in his eyes.

"Then I'll try."

Sheng Mumu smiled, "Okay, try it."

Sheng Mumu has always been good at encouraging people, so he strikes while the iron is hot:

"Recently, there are fewer and fewer sticky notes at home. You have mastered almost half of them and tore them up. You see, as long as you want, you can remember them all."

The boy who was praised unconsciously raised his eyes and leaned back into the beanbag sofa.

Show off your fart.

He raised his eyebrows and snorted softly, "Nonsense, who am I?"

It was rare for Sheng Mumu to not want to complain about him when he saw such a stinky fart.

It even feels kind of cute.

……

Qi Shaobai seldom makes promises.

But as long as it is promised, it will do its best.

He said he would work hard, and he really worked hard.

The specific manifestation is: taking the initiative to cancel the weekly basketball game with Wei Chaonan.

And asked Butler Zhang to put all his Lego into the collection room.

After finishing the matter, solemnly set a fag: before the college entrance examination, I will not touch it again.

When you wake up in the morning, you don't need the housekeeper to knock on the door to urge you, and you will show up in the restaurant as soon as the time comes.

Grab a few slices of bread and head out in a hurry.

In the evening, after eating, I buried myself in the room.

What came out from inside was no longer the loud music playing CDs.

But the English listening sound.

Both the housekeeper and the servants felt that they were alive.

If Sheng Mumu hadn't stopped him, the butler would have really considered whether to invite a master to visit his house.

See if the young master has been taken away.

However, Qi Mo didn't see all the changes in Qi Shaobai with his own eyes.

That's right.

A workaholic, he's on a business trip again.

This time, it will take two full weeks.

Sheng Mumu acted as a microphone.

Like a clerk in a pet store who takes care of foster puppies.

From time to time, Qi Shaobai's situation will be sent to the public.

Illustrated.

When Qi Shaobai held two pieces of bread in his mouth, he accidentally let go of the schoolbag with one hand, tried to hook it with his foot but was tripped, and finally the bread fell out of his mouth.

Sheng Mumu will send Qi Mo:

"Shocking, Precious Footage of Early Human Taming of Limbs [Video]"

The handsome man who received the message, with a smile all over his face, pressed the reply slowly:

"writer of sensational headlines."

Sheng Mumu: "Thank you, would you consider recruiting me as the head of the Qi Group's copywriting?"

When he saw that Qi Shaobai's reading comprehension was completely wrong in the Chinese paper.

Sheng Mumu will send: "Qi Shaobai fills up the answer sheet and makes all mistakes, which is very similar to my life-I don't know what I am busy with."

Qi Mo replied: "Well... at least you have a sense of humor"

Sheng Mumu: "Thank you."

When Qi Shaobai was scratching his hair in frustration because he kept misremembering a complicated word.

Sheng Mumu will send:

"This kid is messing around all day because of his hair volume. Do you want to arrange ginger shampoo for him in advance? Bring you a bottle too?"

Qi Mo replied:

"Just give it to him, I don't need it."

Sheng Mumu: "Be prepared, in a few years, maybe you will need it."

Qi Mo: "Thank you."

When Qi Shaobai put Lego into the collection room with a painful expression on his face.

Sheng Mumu would tease and post: "Is there a spare key in the collection room? I went in and secretly put together all the Lego he didn't finish. Will it blow up when he finds out? [laughing.jpg]"

Qi Mo replied: [Wait. ]

Half a minute later, Butler Zhang knocked on the bedroom door.

"Madam, here is the spare key to the collection room, sir asked me to bring it to you."

Sheng Mumu: ...

She felt more and more that getting along with Qi Mo was simply too harmonious.

No matter what nonsense she said, he would reply.

Never complained about how boring she was.

Even if you don't know what to say, you will send at least six points to express your meaning.

Like an old friend I've known for a long time.

Sheng Mumu was very moved.

If there is a patron like this, what kind of bicycle do you need!

She just wants to work in the Qi family for the rest of her life.

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