After faking his death, he stopped pretending to be a substitute.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chu Qian said again: "Brother, you are 25 years old and you don't even have a partner. Why are you not anxious at all? I think Yanbei's brother is quite handsome. He came to school last time Jie Yanbei is also very gentle. Yanbei and I play well. If you can get along with his brother, we can play together every day."

"Don't you want your daily pocket money anymore?" Chu Yanyi gritted his teeth and threatened.

Chu Qian curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "You know how to threaten me with pocket money, there's nothing new at all."

"If you say one more thing, all your daily pocket money will be cancelled."

"..." Chu Qian immediately shut up knowingly.

Although this threat was nothing new, Chu Yanyi had always tried his best.

There happened to be a drugstore at the entrance of the community where Jian Huai lived. Chu Yanyi stopped at the door and bought a bottle of safflower oil. He asked Chu Qi'an to put it in his schoolbag and wait to apply it to him when he went back in the evening.

When the two entered the house, Wen Zhizhi was already there.

"Sister Zhizhi, brother Rong."

Chu Qian is a mixed race, with beautiful curly hair, skin as white as porcelain, and big round eyes that sparkle. As soon as he entered the room, Wen Zhizhi caught him and stroked his curly hair several times. : "Little Qi'an is getting cuter and cuter."

"The head can be broken or bleeding, but the hair style cannot be messed up. Sister Zhizhi, you messed up my hair style." Chu Qian pouted and protested dissatisfied.

"Tsk, tsk, you are good at learning Chinese. Where did you learn these words?"

"Listen to what my deskmate said."

After Wen Zhizhi had satisfied his hand addiction, he finally mercifully let go of his hairy head: "Your deskmate is quite stinky."

"My deskmate is not pretty. He is pretty good-looking, but not as good as me." While Chu Qian spoke for Song Yanbei, he did not forget to show his narcissism.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Chu Yanyi laughed: "Do you know who his deskmate is?"

Wen Zhizhi was curious about his words: "Is it possible that I know him?"

Chu Yanyi smiled and said nothing, which made her even more curious.

Rong Yu said: "It's Song Yanbei."

"Little Qi'an is sitting at the same table as my little cousin?!"

Wen Zhizhi said "Ah" in surprise, turned to look at Chu Yanyi, smiled meaningfully and said, "It seems that you and the Song family have a good relationship."

Chu Yanyi rolled his eyes at her and ignored her.

When he learned that Song Yanbei was Wen Zhizhi's cousin, Chu Qian's round eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something, and then heard Chu Yanyi say: "Go do your homework."

Wen Zhizhi and Rong Yu are both ungrateful people, so if they go into the kitchen, it will only be a disservice.

Chu Yanyi waited for Chu Qian to take out the homework and asked Wen Zhizhi to help supervise it, then went into the kitchen to help Jian Huai.

He actually doesn't know how to cook, but he is much better than Wen Zhizhi and Rong Yulai.

At least it's not like them. The more you go into the kitchen, the more help you get. If you're not careful, you might blow up the kitchen.

Jian Huai is a good cook. The six dishes he cooked tonight are all his specialties. Everyone ate and drank until after nine o'clock.

It was still early after returning, and Chu Yanyi was in a good mood tonight. He went into the piano room on the first floor and played the piano that he had not touched for a while.

The piece played is the "Piano Concerto No. 3" that Bai Lian played at Bai Jiaojiao's birthday party. If a professional hears it here, he will definitely be amazed by his superb piano skills.

This level is many times higher than Bai Lian's. Even people who don't know how to play the piano can immediately judge the level after listening to Bai Lian's playing and then Chu Yanyi's playing.

Chu Qian came to the piano room after taking a shower, and Chu Yanyi had just finished playing for the third time.

"What's up?"

"……Um."

Chu Yanyi asked in a good temper: "What's the matter?"

Chu Qian struggled for a while and then said: "Brother, can I advance the pocket money for next week?"

"Why did you advance next week's pocket money?"

"I, I..." Chu Qian hesitated for a long time, without giving any explanation. He could only look at him helplessly: "Brother, can you please stop asking, I promise I'm not using money to do bad things."

Chu Yanyi thought that two hundred and fifty yuan couldn't do anything bad, so he agreed.

"Go get the safflower oil from your schoolbag and I'll smear it on your knees."

"Oh, alright."

The next day, Chu Qian happily came to school with three hundred yuan in his pocket, and met Song Yanbei who was already waiting there at the door.

"My mother went on a trip. I didn't dare to tell my brother about the fight with my classmates yesterday." Song Yanbei bit the soy milk straw with a sad look on his face: "The teacher asked the parents to be called over today. There are still fifteen minutes left. It’s time for class, I don’t know what to do next?

"I didn't dare to tell my brother. Yesterday, when I was asked about my knee injury, I lied and said I fell in gym class."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Chu Qian was very proud: "I already figured out what to do last night."

"How to do it?" Song Yanbei asked.

"I have an advance of next week's pocket money from my brother. Including the pocket money my brother gave me today, the total is three hundred yuan. I can definitely spend money to hire someone to play the role of a parent."

Song Yanbei took out a crumpled ten yuan from his trouser pocket and said sadly: "Hiring someone to play the role of a parent costs at least a few hundred yuan. I don't have enough money."

Chu Qian patted him on the shoulder: "We are good brothers. Good brothers share blessings and hardships. If you have no money, I will pay for hiring people for you."

"But the three hundred dollars you have are not enough to hire two people."

"I just asked the sanitation workers who sweep the streets. Their daily salary is 100 yuan. If we give them 100 yuan each and let them play the role of our parents, they will probably agree."

"But they are wearing sanitation workers' overalls..."

Chu Qian patted the bulging schoolbag with his backhand: "I carry two suits in my schoolbag. Let them change into it so that nothing is revealed."

"Where did you get the suit? You don't have your brother's clothes, do you?"

"It's not my brother's." Chu Qian shook his head: "Just in case, I borrowed the suit from the driver, Uncle Zhang, this morning."

Seeing that Chu Qian was so well prepared, Song Yanbei had nothing to worry about.

They walked over to find two sanitation workers who were sweeping the street. After talking, the two agreed without thinking.

Chu Qian took out clothes from his schoolbag and put them on. Song Yanbei explained: "If the teacher asks who you are, just say you are our grandfather. If the teacher asks us again why our parents didn't come, just say My parents are on a business trip. As for his parents, just say they are abroad. No matter what the teacher says about us, you just need to nod or say okay, and don’t say anything else. "

"Okay, we understand."

After explaining all the precautions, Chu Qian and Song Yanbei led the two of them into the school.

The two went into the office to meet the head teacher. Chu Qian and Song Yanbei were waiting outside anxiously.

After waiting for almost half an hour, they finally came out.

After arriving at the corner of the stairs and seeing no one around, Song Yanbei couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? What did the teacher say? Did he reveal anything?"

"I talked about your fight in school yesterday and your poor academic performance. We nodded and said nothing as you told us, and then the teacher asked us to come out."

Song Yanbei breathed a sigh of relief, and Chu Qian took out two hundred yuan from his trouser pocket and gave it to them: "Thank you."

The two of them took the money, took off their suits and gave them back to Chu Qian: "You're welcome, you can come to us next time, we'll give you a 20% discount, hehe."

Chu Qian: "..."

Song Yanbei: "..."