Rebirth in the 70s: After the fake daughter’s voice was leaked

Yan Haogang smiled and patted Su Qingnan on the shoulder, saying that he could understand her.

Yan Ruyu kept sticking her head to observe the two people, and found that the two of them were chattering. She could hear the voices, but couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. She was really curious.

However, it was not difficult for her to guess that her mother's expression just now didn't look very agreeable, so her father should be trying to persuade her now.

Otherwise, his father would not be smiling, while his mother would be frowning and looking serious. Yan Ruyu saw all these scenes in her eyes.

I can’t help but worry a little, what if my mother really disagrees, will Professor Zhao not be able to teach me...

I don't know why, but I feel a little uncomfortable thinking that Professor Zhao might not come.

When Su Qingnan looked back at her daughter, she found Yan Ruyu lowering her head with worry on her face.

Thinking that perhaps his appearance at the moment scared her, he hurriedly walked back to her.

He said softly, "Ruyu, if Professor Zhao can really help you, and you have figured it out, then Professor Zhao will help you."

"Just, do you know where Professor Zhao's home is? Maybe, their home phone number?"

Yan Ruyu thought for a moment, shook her head, and nodded again, as if she knew but didn't know.

Then he explained, "Mom, Professor Zhao wrote down his phone number for me before, but I don't know where he put it, so... I may need to look for it."

[Although I don’t know if my mother really agrees, but if I can ask Professor Zhao to help me, I believe that I will be able to write it before long. 】

Su Qingnan heard her daughter's voice and found that what her daughter was thinking had nothing to do with Zhao Beichen. It sounded like it was just related to her writing.

In this way, Su Qingnan felt more at ease about her daughter.

He nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, since Professor Zhao wrote his number for you, remember to call him later. Your father and I are going to school first, and we may come back later tonight."

"it is good."

After Su Qingnan and Yan Haogang exchanged a few words, they hurriedly left home.

Not long after the two of them left, Yan Ruyu returned to the room and started looking for the note that Zhao Beichen left for herself.

As a result, she searched in the room for more than half an hour, looking through all the books she could, but still couldn't find the note, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Yan Ruyu stood in the room, looked around, and muttered, "What's going on? Why can't I find the note that Professor Zhao wrote to me? I didn't take the note out, so why is it not there... …”

Yan Ruyu sat down on the stool a little irritably, and her eyes fell on the blue velvet box placed aside.

After looking at it intently for a while, Yan Ruyu took the box in her hand and played with it.

After looking at it for a long time, Yan Ruyu thought that since she couldn't find it now, she would stop looking for it now. When her sister came back from outside, it would be faster to help her find it together.

When Yan Ruyu was about to take out the pen and write something, she found a note pressed under the pen.

Looking at the note in the box, Yan Ruyu felt a familiar feeling, and she had some suspicion that the note might be the number written by Professor Zhao to herself.

Yan Ruyu took out the note inside and unfolded it and found that it was indeed the number she was looking for!

Yan Ruyu closed the box, took the note and ran out of the room briskly.

Yan Junfeng came out to get some water to drink. When he turned around, he saw his sister running out of the room and put the water glass to her mouth back.

"Sister, what are you worried about at home?"

Yan Ruyu glanced at him and only said, "You little brat, stop meddling in adults' affairs!"

As she spoke, Yan Ruyu lay down on the sofa with brisk steps, holding a note in one hand and fiddling with the phone in the other.

Yan Junfeng, who was not far away, looked at his sister and muttered in a low voice, "I'm not a little kid, and you're not much older than me, so why are you pretending to be an adult?"

Yan Ruyu heard what he muttered, turned around and glared at him, and warned in a low voice, "Yan Junfeng, I advise you not to talk nonsense. If you make me anxious, you have to watch your ears."

When Yan Junfeng heard this, he immediately raised his hand to his mouth to shut up, and then tightly covered his ears.

Only then did Yan Ruyu retract her gaze with satisfaction.

The call just happened to be picked up by the other party.

"Who is it?" A deep voice came from the other side.

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips nervously and said softly, "Professor Zhao, it's me."

The person on the other side was silent for a while when they heard this voice.

It's like, while reflecting on who the voice is, he is also reflecting on whether he heard it wrong.

"Professor Zhao?" Yan Ruyu, who didn't hear the response, called out again tentatively.

"What's wrong, Ruyu?" At this time, Zhao Beichen's voice was no longer as tough as before, but a little softer.

Yan Ruyu continued, "Professor Zhao, it's like this. Didn't you say before that I could ask you for help when I was writing? I was wondering if I could ask you to help me directly."

"Then I also discussed it with my father and mother, and they agreed. So, I just wanted to call and ask, Professor Zhao, are you willing to come over tomorrow and teach me some things about writing?"

Zhao Beichen agreed without thinking.

"Of course, as long as it's Ruyu who comes here, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Okay, then it's settled, Professor Zhao!" Yan Ruyu's joyful voice could not be concealed and reached Zhao Beichen's ears.

After Yan Ruyu hung up the phone, Zhao Beichen, who was on the other end of the phone, had a smile that could be regarded as a proud one.

Because Zhao Beichen knew that now Yan Ruyu would be happy because he promised her something or met her.

With such an obvious performance, how could Zhao Beichen be unhappy.

The next day, Zhao Beichen came to Yan's house as he wished.

Yan Ruyu had been waiting in the living room for a long time. The moment she heard the knock on the door, she immediately stood up from the sofa and ran over.

After opening the door, Zhao Beichen narrowed his eyes when he saw her chest rising and breathing slightly.

Yan Ruyu saw that he was outside the door and refused to come in, so she grabbed his arm and pulled him in, "Professor Zhao, come in quickly!"

After Zhao Beichen entered the room, he looked back at her and said casually, "Ruyu, were you in the room just now?"

Yan Ruyu wasn't quite sure why he asked that. Although it wasn't clear, but...

But the answer is still required.