A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

Zhuang Shen just glanced at it casually when he sat down, and quickly looked away. If he hadn't seen the familiar painting book, he wouldn't have looked there specifically.

Compared with his calmness, Zhuang Ruoying tightened her fingers when she noticed his gaze, and quickly raised her head, but when she looked over, Zhuang Shen had already looked away.

Zhuang Huiye had been observing Zhuang Shen, looking for an opportunity to speak, but seeing that Zhuang Shen ignored him at all, and didn't seem to greet him, he could only ask him.

"I heard that you did well in the exam this time, so you finally know how to work hard?" Even though Zhuang Huiye spoke calmly, his face was still high.

Zhuang Shen seemed to have just discovered him, raised his eyelids and replied, "I didn't try too hard."

Zhuang Huiye originally wanted to follow the opportunity of the exam to continue chatting, but he never thought that Zhuang Shen would directly chat to death.

He frowned displeasedly: "I didn't work hard to get such a high score? I'm a teenager, and I still talk like a child."

After Zhuang Shen finished speaking, he didn't look at him again. Hearing this sentence, his face gradually became colder, and he seemed a little impatient.

In front of people he doesn't like, he never likes to hide his emotions, and he has clear emotions.

"Some people need to work hard, but I don't. Is there a problem?"

The young man's light-colored pupils looked as if they were stained with a layer of frost.

He was stating a problem, but to Zhuang Ruoying's ears, it sounded like a sarcasm.

After all, Zhuang Shen is now in the clouds, but she is stuck in the mud, and her future is bleak.

She looked away angrily, full of resentment.

The displeasure between Zhuang Huiye's eyebrows became more intense, but thinking of Zhuang Shen's performance during this period of time, he did not lose his temper.

He said again: "I asked you a teacher before, but you don't want it. If you did this earlier, why would I hold you to learn?"

Zhuang Huiye felt that he was in the rebellious period. After all, his mother was not around, so he could reluctantly accept this young son who was too indifferent and let him be more relaxed.

"Since you have this strength, then I won't look at you strictly again. I don't care about the little mistakes you made before..."

Hearing this, Zhuang Shen felt a little funny: "What mistake did I make?"

Zhuang Huiye has been managing his emotions. How could he have thought that he would be so aggressive, so he couldn't help but speak in a serious tone: "You forgot so soon? If it weren't for my good temper, you would have been kicked out to drink the northwest wind. How can you be happy every day?" Eat and drink for you?!"

Zhuang Shen said slowly: "The money will be returned to you. If you want it, I will transfer it to you now."

Zhuang Huiye was so angry that his face turned pale. He forcibly stopped the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I have raised you for so many years, and I owe you this little money? Don't lose your temper in front of me, it's useless! I don't want to scold you, since you have this ability, maintain it well, and the company will reserve a position for you in the future."

Zhuang Shen looked away indifferently.

He doesn't care what the dealer can give him. Since he was a child, he never thought of relying on others, and he can get what he wants by himself.

And Zhuang Ruoying and Zhu Wan's words were especially unpleasant to Zhuang Ruoying and Zhu Wan's ears.

Before, Zhuang Huiye could completely ignore Zhuang Shen, but now that he knows his strength, he is willing to accept him again.

It can be seen that value is the first criterion for Zhuang Huiye.

Seeing the stagnation in the atmosphere, Zhuang Chenxu said in a warm voice, "Okay, let's have dinner first, we finally get together."

The dishes were served one after another, perhaps because of the previous conversation, several people were thinking about something in their hearts, they were sitting at the same table eating, but they felt the emptiness of eating alone.

Zhuang Shen quite liked this kind of dinner, it was just right when there was no movement.

After finishing the meal in silence, Zhuang Shen still took Zhuang Chenxu's car back, and the other three people had a special car to pick them up, and the two arrived home one after the other.

Zhuang Ruoying didn't understand why Zhuang Shen wanted to live at home, didn't he like living here the least?

Thinking of his sudden burst of good grades, Zhuang Ruoying could only think of one possibility - Zhuang Shen came back to fight for the family property.

Otherwise, after fighting against the dealer for so long, why did the reformers want to go home and live?

Several people met in the living room, Zhuang Shen was about to go back to the room, Zhu Wan called him to stop, and greeted with a smile: "I ordered someone to prepare hot tea and snacks in advance, come and have some before going up."

Zhuang Chenxu also asked to stay: "Can you sit down for a while?"

Zhuang Shen was finally able to go home, Zhuang Chenxu hoped that everyone could sit together peacefully, and that he could stay with Zhuang Shen for a while, instead of going back to the room when he came back, as if he had never been here.

Zhuang Shen thought for a while, stopped and said, "Okay."

Zhuang Chenxu showed a smile and followed him.

After Zhuang Chenxu went inside and sat down first, Zhuang Shen could only sit in the remaining seat, which happened to be one seat away from him, which was Zhuang Ruoying.

After Zhuang Ruoying put down her schoolbag, she still held the painting album in her hand, because she couldn't fit it into the schoolbag, she kept holding it in her hand.

After the tea was served, Zhuang Ruoying put the album on the chair next to her. Zhu Wan couldn't help but said, "Why do you keep holding this book? I see you've been reading it all day."

Zhuang Ruoying replied: "Many people have bought this book, and I like it too."

Zhu Wan smiled: "If you want to learn art, I will enroll you in cram school after you go to university. By the way, Xiaoshen can also draw. Then, how about you study together?"

Zhuang Shen took a sip of tea, glanced at the painting album on the table, and thought to himself, that painting album was from him, he knew Qiu Ling, and he needed to enroll in some cram school.

He was too lazy to say this, and simply ignored it.

Zhu Wan looked away in embarrassment, but Zhuang Huiye next to him frowned and said, "You don't know what to say when someone talks to you?"

Zhuang Chenxu came out to smooth things over and said, "Forget it, Dad, Xiaoshen may be tired after a day of class."

Zhuang Huiye didn't know if he was bumped all the way on the road just now, and now his whole body is on fire.

"You know how to put on a face, read so many books, don't you have basic manners?"

Zhuang Ruoying was not in a good mood at first, but now she is much better. She raised her head and replied softly: "Second brother is so good at studying and painting, he definitely doesn't want to study with me now, I can do it alone..."

Zhu Wan sighed: "It's best if you can be together, but if you can't, forget it, it's okay."

Zhuang Huiye frowned, and was very dissatisfied with Zhuang Shen's series of reactions: "If you get better grades, you want to shake the sky? You have to let everyone coax you, right? When your sister got good grades, she still wanted to review the materials for you." , you can't learn?"

Zhuang Shen didn't pay much attention to what they were thinking. At this moment, the phone vibrated, and it was Shen Wen's video call.

He promised Shen Wen to take his video.

Zhuang Ruoying was on the side, with a soft voice, as if pleading for him: "Don't say that about my second brother, his learning method may not suit me..."

Zhuang Shen stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket and stood up. He lowered his eyes and said, "I don't listen to lectures very much, so the learning method is really not suitable for you."

Zhuang Ruoying was stunned.

Zhuang Shen continued: "I am the author of the painting album in your hand. I am taught that I am a teacher of the Artists Association. They don't just have to spend money to get in."

Zhuang Ruoying's eyes widened suddenly, and when she caught a certain keyword, her brain instantly said, "...What? You are the author?!"

Zhuang Shen just wanted to go up to answer the phone, ignored her question, and left quickly.