Withdrawal

The days when Fu Shizhou personally woke him up were not as happy as Qiao Luo imagined.

Even thinking that Fu Shizhou is on the opposite side, it is still very difficult for Qiao Luo to tear himself off the bed, which makes it impossible for him to guarantee "I will answer the first call you make", which usually requires Fu Shizhou to call. Come a second or even a third call.

It is conceivable how bad Fu Shizhou's attitude was after he got on the phone.

Qiao Luo was wronged, but he was very embarrassed to act like a baby with Fu Shizhou, and would hum sleepily every day: "Tomorrow, I will pick you up soon, I promise! Brother Zhouzhou, are you not angry~"

Yet tomorrow is tomorrow, and it never comes.

But after surviving a difficult month, Qiao Luo ushered in the eleventh day holiday happily.

The long vacation means that he can sleep in, but it also means that he can't receive a call every day.

Holding his homework book, Qiao Luo thought painfully about his life: Why can't he have Sleeping Lanjue and Brother Zhouzhou at the same time?

Fu Shizhou seemed to have heard his call, and appeared in his living room.

Most people at Qiao Luo's age are still in the state of "play as long as you can, I study because the teacher scolds me", they don't care about anything, and they don't have any worries about the future.

However, if he is not worried, someone must worry about him.

Fu Shizhou's visit this time was entrusted by Qiao's father, and out of voluntary efforts, he found a lot of admissions brochures for dance art specialty students in colleges and universities, as well as some information about art colleges.

Tailor-made for a certain kid, you can tell at a glance that a lot of effort has been spent.

Qiao's father was quite embarrassed: "Actually, Luoluo's mother and I also have some understanding of art schools, and some people have invited me to be a visiting professor, which is not as detailed as you."

Fu Shizhou was quite calm: "I have passed the college entrance examination, so I know what information candidates need more, not to mention Luoluo sticking to me, I have to worry about these things."

Of course he has to worry, after all, he has other plans for the little boy.

Fu Shizhou coughed and thought, what is this little brat doing upstairs? He hasn't heard me coming yet?

Then he talked about the examination process for art candidates in a calm and detailed manner, and asked, "It's an art college, and a special admissions for comprehensive colleges. Do you have to ask Luo Luo?"

Qiao fell into the bedroom and secretly played the game console, with the English homework on it as a cover, and the math paper next to it as a prop.

When Qiao's mother knocked on the door, he frightened him, quickly hid the game console, and asked, "What are you doing! I'm about to have the idea for this question, but you interrupted me!"

Fu Shizhou followed and said, "I have something to discuss with you."

Qiao Luo: "!"

He carefully looked at his desk, found a half-written Chinese paper and put it on the desk, and then opened the door: "Brother Zhou Zhou, why are you back?"

Qiao's mother said: "Your brother Zhouzhou is worried about you. Look at your grades. I discussed with your father and want you to be admitted to the dance specialty."

Qiao Luo didn't dislike dancing. She was already in high school, and she was so sleepy that she didn't let go of her basic skills.

He looked up at Fu Shizhou with a small face: "Can special students not have to go to morning self-study?"

It was rare for Fu Shizhou to have such patience, and he explained all the preparations and follow-up examination procedures for art candidates before asking him: "Do you want to be admitted to an art school specializing in dancing, or a special student in a comprehensive school?"

Qiao Luo looked at his parents, then at Fu Shizhou, shook his head and said sincerely, "I don't know."

He looked at Fu Shizhou for help, and habitually said, "I want to listen to you."

In front of other people's parents, Fu Shizhou was a little embarrassed, and said with a serious expression: "You have to discuss this matter with your uncle and aunt, and I can't make the decision for you."

Qiao Luo pursed her lips: "Oh..."

He actually had a vague idea in his mind, but at this moment his attention was on Fu Shizhou: "Then I will discuss it with my parents later! I have a lot to say to you."

Qiao's mother then said, "Okay, let's play, I'll go down and cook, and I'll ask Luoluo's father to call Uncle Fu over to eat together."

As soon as Qiao's mother went out, Qiao Luo came to Fu Shizhou's side, and before he opened his mouth, Fu Shizhou asked coldly, "Are you playing games in the house?"

Qiao Luo: "!"

He subconsciously said, "I didn't..."

Fu Shizhou glared at him: "What are the consequences of forgetting to lie to me?"

Qiao Luo was obedient, and aggrievedly tugged at the corner of Fu Shizhou's clothes: "I only played once today. It's been a month and I haven't touched it. Really, I dare not lie to you."

It's only been a month, and Qiao Luo's small face has lost a lot of weight. He wasn't so tired just now in his freshman year of high school, probably because of the sudden lack of sleep.

Fu Shizhou was a person who would rather sleep by himself than to be afraid that Qiao Luo would sleep uncomfortably. Qiao Luo looked at him pitifully for a while with his little face up, and Fu Shizhou's heart softened.

Qiao Luo nodded frantically, pretending to be good and bringing private goods: "Why don't you take the game console away, come back once a month, and I won't be greedy for fun."

He couldn't hide this little thought from Fu Shizhou, but Fu Shizhou "takes the bait" and said, "It's not impossible."

Qiao Luo handed in the PSP as the tool for committing the crime, and came up to Fu Shizhou again.He used to sneak into Fu Shizhou's arms at every turn, but this time he hesitated for a while, and felt a little embarrassed for some reason, so he obediently sat opposite Fu Shizhou and said, "Actually, you don't need to discuss it with my parents... I don't want to take the art exam. class schools."

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother are very famous dance artists. If Qiao Luo takes this path, it should be relatively smooth.

Fu Shizhou selfishly wanted Qiao Luo to develop like this, so he asked, "Why? Don't you like dancing very much?"

"I don't like it that much." Qiao Luo thought about it seriously, "Dancing requires training, performances, and competitions, so I can't always be with you. I feel that you are more important."

Fu Shizhou really wanted to remind Qiao Luo that even if he didn't take the art college entrance examination, according to common sense, the two of them would form their own families in the future, and they couldn't stick together like they did when they were young.

However, the moment he opened his mouth, it became: "Then you have to study cultural lessons hard."