difficult love

Since being fed by Tan Yixing regularly and quantitatively, milk cake has gained a lot of weight. At this time, it is lazily nestling in its own cardboard box and washing its face with its paws. One sound: "Meow."

Tan Yixing also replied to it: "Oh...!"

"The other name is mourning." Xu Yaojia turned his head to reduce the impact of Tan Yixing's volume on his ears, and carefully read Tan Yixing's Chinese test paper. Well, in fifteen minutes, the composition barely made up [-] words, and it was still typesetting vertically. The teacher put a big question mark on it, and then gave it five points for hard work.

Although Tan Yixing knows that being able to hold back [-] Chinese characters is considered good, Xu Yaojia still can't laugh or cry: "The layout of your roll is very ingenious, it should be a handwritten newspaper. Besides your words, a few lines don't look good. I think, for the first half of the article, oh, did you learn Chinese medicine?"

Tan Yixing didn't understand: "I haven't written a composition before. I don't know how to write it horizontally. We wrote it vertically."

"Leave this to Lao Ban, ah. No, leave it to Xie Mingjiang."

When Tan Yixing heard it, he had a bitter expression on his face: "I don't want to tell Xie Mingjiang, he told me to score more than [-] points in every subject."

Xu Yaojia: "A few of your subjects score more than [-]."

"English and math."

"You got more than [-] points in the math test?" Xu Yaojia raised his eyebrows, was surprised for two seconds, and then said in a puzzled way, "Oh no, didn't you say that Xie Mingjiang just passed the comprehensive test, and you don't even have [-] points? "

Tan Yixing was also very sorry: "That question only has [-] points, and I also miscalculated the result."

Xu Yaojia's face was full of black lines, and he raised his hand: "Okay, I feel a headache for Xie Mingjiang. And the old class's style of embellishment, after you have processed her language, there is no way to save it. Xie Mingjiang is going to make a big fuss at school again."

Tan Yixing understood "Xie Mingjiang is going to make a big fuss at school", put his arms around Xu Yaojia's neck, and said nervously, "Brother, you have to save me."

"It can't be saved."

Tan Yixing rolled his eyes, tried his best to search and was punished to stand in the corridor when he was handing out papers in the morning reading, just in time to hear a new word from the political teacher in the liberal arts class next door, and said in a precise way: "I can save you, you are smart, and you are my strategic partner. "

"Bullshit." Xu Yaojia threw Tan Yixing's arm away, "What am I your strategic partner? Xie Mingjiang is pretty much the same. No, you remove that strategic cooperation. If Xie Mingjiang dies, he will be your sexual partner. Yours Sex partner, what can I do?"

The class teacher withheld Tan Yixing's test paper and told him that he must invite parents. Tan Yixing earnestly explained according to Xie Mingjiang's request: "Xie Mingjiang said that he is not my parent but my sponsor, so I will not bother him." The angry homeroom teacher was furious: "Tan Yixing, tell you not to lie to your teacher, just tomorrow! If he doesn't come tomorrow, you don't come either!"

Tan Yixing was scolded by the head teacher in disgrace, and when he went home, Xie Mingjiang hadn't come back yet, so he let out a sigh of relief, hoping that Xie Mingjiang would come back drunk in the middle of the night, but he didn't expect that Xie Mingjiang would show up after a few mouthfuls of food.

He took off his leather gloves, walked straight towards Tan Yixing, and took a deep breath: "The test results are out, and the papers are here, let me read them."

Tan Yixing laughed dryly: "Hey, um, I've come home after working so hard, let's eat first."

Xie Mingjiang stared at him for a long time, and said helplessly: "I have no expectations for you, here, you are hanging me like this, and I am anxious, I am even more angry, hurry up."

"..." Seeing this, Tan Yixing seemed to be unable to hide the truth, and immediately drooped his head, "I did so poorly in the exam, the head teacher left my paper and said that I will ask you to go to school tomorrow."

"Ah?" Xie Mingjiang was so annoyed, he held his forehead, nodded with a sneer, sat down, and held back his anger, "Then have you read the papers, how many points are in each subject, you don't need to pass with me."

"36 in English, 21 in mathematics...fifteen in Chinese, [-] in comprehensive science."

Xie Mingjiang put down the chopsticks he had just picked up: "I gave you a half-day make-up class, you are indirectly insulting my IQ, do you know that?"

"..."

Xie Mingjiang continued to nod: "Okay, you can spend 84 next week. I will give you an extra 16 yuan to make up the whole." After finishing speaking, he didn't want to see this elm head, so he just got up and went upstairs: "Baihui, take my meal to my study."

Baihui glanced at Tan Yixing, and hurried upstairs with a tray filled with good things.

Tan Yixing was very sensible and said nothing, and retreated to his room after eating.

In fact, now, Xie Mingjiang has brought all the clothes and accessories that he often wears to his upstairs room, and has almost emptied the cloakroom, leaving Tan Yixing to store all his things, and bought him a bedside table and combined writing desk. It's beautiful.

Tan Yixing was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, really depressed. In fact, before the exam, he didn't think he cared much at all, but now his heart is empty. In fact, he really doesn't want to disappoint Xie Mingjiang.

The next afternoon after school, Xie Mingjiang canceled a dinner and ran to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Tan Yixing. It was the last 5 minutes before school ended, and the head teacher was holding a reflection meeting in the classroom, banging the desk.All the students were silent and did not dare to speak. Xie Mingjiang walked to the door loudly and interrupted the teacher in charge, and the classroom immediately exploded.

"Who is this? He's so handsome!"

"Isn't this Tan Yixing's father, the one who came to school to make trouble last time?"

The words of the two female students in the front row were heard by Tan Yixing, and he was not happy. What kind of father, how can Xie Mingjiang be so old, and how sinful he was to tamper with such a mature self. He stood up and said to the female student: " He's not my dad."

Another female classmate saw Tan Yixing's serious face when he had a good temper, and hurriedly remedied: "Yes, it looks like 28 or [-], tall and capable, my ideal handsome uncle."

Tan Yixing didn't do it either, and said sourly: "What uncle, he is so old, he is obviously an uncle, and he is not suitable for you."

The head teacher pointed and scolded Huai for more than ten minutes. Tan Yixing probably couldn't understand the meaning behind the words. Seeing that the real object came, he immediately dismissed get out of class, picked up the lesson plans and test papers, led Xie Mingjiang to the office, and threw out the stack of papers: "You can read it yourself. .Especially the composition, take a good look.”

Xie Mingjiang picked up the test paper, tried hard to identify it for a while, and gave up: "I don't understand what is written here."

"You can't even understand, do you think the blind reading teacher can understand?" The class teacher knocked on the table, "The simplest composition question, father's shoulders, I can understand the first paragraph after reading it for a long time. Tan Yixing came up and said, "My dad died'."

"..." Xie Mingjiang hugged his shoulders and said after a long time, "Well, it's very realistic, his father is indeed gone."

The teacher was stunned: "That must be higher than life, this is an exam, not for him to document."

Xie Mingjiang put his hands on his legs and tapped, feeling bored for no reason: "Teacher, he is only at this level now, and he can't handle this kind of subject matter. Why do you write too much nonsense? It's a waste of paper if you write too much."

"You..." The head teacher called him here to support him. Unexpectedly, the attitude of Xie Mingjiang, a parent, is going from bad to worse. He might as well be active last time. Seeing Tan Yixing standing at the door, he couldn't help but call him in, "What are you writing?" What do you want, read it to me and your Uncle Xie."

Tan Yixing took the paper, how could he read this kind of thing, not to mention that the writing was so bad and so embarrassing, he started embarrassingly: "Uh...my dad is dead."

The teacher in charge frowned and sighed, thinking that he was looking for a reason, and his tone was soft but forceful: "I know, then you can't make excuses, read it carefully. Let me see if you can recognize the words you wrote."

"Uh... Although we don't see each other often, I have a deep affection for him and love him very much..." Tan Yixing took a sneak peek at Xie Mingjiang while reading, and found that Xie Mingjiang's face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

He was not satisfied with these two sentences written so affectionately, and he didn't jump up and beat himself for the rest of the letter?I didn’t even dare to stutter, and read quickly: “Uh, I don’t know what to write about this topic, because I don’t have the impression of leaning on his shoulder. My dad has a heart disease. When I knew he had a heart disease, I was in high school. One, before that day, he only had time to meet me during festivals..."

Xie Mingjiang listened quietly for a while, then suddenly interrupted: "Okay."

Tan Yixing was frightened, and quickly recognized his flamboyant handwriting: "He came to the place where I live..."

"I've said enough." Xie Mingjiang got up and took the paper from Tan Yixing, "Teacher, I understand. Go home and buy him composition papers and ask him to write according to the template."

Before Tan Yixing understood what was going on, Xie Mingjiang had already loaded the test paper and said to Tan Yixing, "Go and wait for me outside, go."

Tan Yixing was driven out of the corridor, trying to eavesdrop on the door, but Xie Mingjiang's gate was closed tightly, and he didn't hear anything. Tan Yixing wondered why Xie Mingjiang didn't get angry at his nonsense words and sentences for the first time , I don't know how long it took, Xie Mingjiang came out, although his face was dark, but he still rubbed his head: "What are you looking at, this time I don't care about you, go home."

Tan Yixing never expected that the signing this time would be so smooth. While watching TV at night, he went over to Xie Mingjiang with a sullen face and said politely: "I have scored more than [-] points in two exams. I think my The English test is very good."

"..." Xie Mingjiang immediately understood what he meant, and raised his eyelids, "How thick is your skin?"

Tan Yixing: "I can't help it. I still need to buy a white shirt and black trousers for the art festival."

Xie Mingjiang: "I'll buy it for you, you don't want to get a penny from me."

What you buy is what you buy. On weekends, Tan Yixing got in his car and pointed straight to the busiest pedestrian street in City A. One of the things Xie Mingjiang hated most in his life was pressing the road and parking his car in the underground garage. He said with a final word: " Just go shopping in a mall with an elevator, or go by yourself, and I'll wait for you at Starbucks."

Tan Yixing was humming a ditty, but when he heard this, his eyebrows drooped immediately: "But the brands I like are all independent specialty stores, so I have to go one by one."

Xie Mingjiang knew: "White shirt and black trousers go to a specialty store, only department stores can sell them."

"..."

"Also, I don't care how you dress, and I don't bother to intervene in what you buy, but don't make you look like a non-mainstream street in Harajuku, I see..." Xie Mingjiang thought about his words, this sentence must make Tan Yixing Clearly comprehending his spirit, he said down-to-earth, "I look at hot eyes."