Ten Ways Not Having a Cheats Leads to Flooding

When Tao Mujia and Yuanyang came down from the upstairs, the dorm aunt on the second floor looked a little strange, and knocked on the sign-in book at the window to ask them to sign.

The dormitory guard guarded his signature, and when he saw the time of the visit, he asked, "Did you stay overnight yesterday? Those outside the school are not allowed to stay overnight. What's the matter with you? Are you his parent?"

Tao Mujia said casually, "It's not the parents, it's the guardian." The housekeeper just said a few words casually, telling them to pay attention next time, and then let them pass.

Yuan Yang followed Tao Mujia to the station, walked out of the school gate, Yuan Yang asked: "Is the teacher not my guardian in the legal sense?"

Tao Mujia glanced back at him, "Why, when you grow up, you will turn your face and deny anyone?"

Yuan Yang chuckled twice, didn't answer this question, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Ma Yixin had been waiting for them at the bus station with breakfast for more than ten minutes. Seeing them coming, he quickly waved. The [-]th Road they were waiting for happened to arrive at the station. The two of them ran together and followed Ma Yixin to get on the bus.

The three of them went home together, which made Tao Mujia feel like he was back in high school.

Ma Yixin got off the bus one stop before them, waved goodbye to them, and this was the beginning of summer vacation.

Since the selection results of the painting competition will be released in November, the submission will start in October, and there are still about three months of preparation time.

Yuanyang brought the painting back, intending to study it carefully at home.

Tao Mujia didn't bother him when he was bored in the room alone, but occasionally stood at the door to look at the increasingly clear characters and colors on the long drawing paper, marveling at Yuanyang's talent.

This was probably the most silent summer vacation they had. Yuanyang stayed in the room almost all day and all night. At first Tao Mujia was afraid that he would be too tired and would drag him out for a walk. After a long time, he could also see that Yuanyang was in the room. I was absent-minded during the walk, so I no longer forced Yuanyang to go out for activities, and only helped Yuanyang massage his spine at night.

Yuan Yang deliberately refused, but Tao Mujia pressed his paw on the bed.

"Lend me to practice first."

Yuan Yang shrank in fright, "Teacher, what are you doing?"

Tao Mujia moved his joints and made a clicking sound, and the corner of his mouth curved strangely, "help you loosen your muscles and bones."

"Teacher, you have changed." Yuan Yang slumped his head in the pillow, "Those who were so serious before will now regard me as a guinea pig."

Tao Mujia, who had exposed his nature due to the long time, carefully reflected on his actions, and then felt that there was nothing wrong with him.

Tao Mujia pressed his paw down to the Dazhui acupoint, Yuanyang howled twice in pain at first, then as the position changed, he became more and more comfortable and fell asleep directly.

Tao Mujia sat beside Yuanyang with his knees hugged, with an expression of disbelief.

"When my mother rubbed it for me, it hurt like hell, and he fell asleep directly?"

1551: Youngest son He Gu, you are passing on the hurt.

Tao Mujia: Already 16 years old, he is almost an adult male, hehehe.

1551 felt that this man had become scary, so he shrank into his mind and stopped talking.

After the summer vacation, Yuanyang went to school with his semi-finished painting.Before leaving, he seemed reluctant to leave, Tao Mujia looked disgusted, "You ignore me when you have time, and you are reluctant to leave when it's time to go to school?"

"I signed up for a training camp this semester, and I probably have little time to come back to see the teacher."

Tao Mujia was also a little disappointed, but this was Yuanyang's choice, and he was not easy to intervene, but it was a little strange: "Didn't you start the training camp only in the third year of high school?"

"It was originally like this, but I want to take the college entrance examination soon."

What Yuanyang meant was that taking the college entrance examination in the second year of high school would enable her to enter higher education earlier.This kind of example is not uncommon, but if you want to get a high score in the test, you have to finish all the cultural courses, master them well, and add the art test, you can't say that you are not nervous.

"That's too tiring, there's no need to be so anxious."

"I want to move out with the teacher. Yuanjiang will be released from prison in April next year. It's too dangerous for the teacher to live here alone."

Tao Mujia blinked, he almost forgot about it.In the original fate line, after Yuan Jiang was released from prison, because he had no money, he got involved in the underground black market trading line, only to find the helpless Yuan Yang and sell him to the black market in Thailand.

I don't know if Yuan Jiang will continue to follow this route. In any case, he is afraid that he will change his fate against the sky, and he will also keep Yuan Yang safe.

"Well, then go ahead and wait for your good news." Tao Mujia bid farewell to Yuanyang, and started to work overtime to make money. In less than a year, he didn't know how much he could save. It's just that they had no relatives, no reason, no support, no future. You can only rely on yourself.

Yuanyang was training outside the school, and he didn't come back for two full months, and he rarely even sent him text messages.

The last time Tao Mujia received a call from Yuanyang was in late September.Yuan Yang's voice seemed exhausted, and he said, "Teacher, my painting is gone."

"What's going on?" Tao Mujia immediately stood up in front of the computer.

"It's okay, it's okay, teacher, I miss you so much, let me talk to you, I haven't talked to you for two months, I'm afraid I can't help but want to go back when I talk to you, I've been here for two months It’s been a month, but now there are no paintings, and there are three days to submit the work, I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish the painting, teacher, please comfort me, once you comfort me, I feel confident.”

Tao Mujia opened his mouth, but there seemed to be something stuck in his throat. He didn't know how to comfort Yuanyang. Yuanyang attached great importance to this work, and he almost put all his eggs in one basket.

After three months of painstaking efforts, once it was destroyed, what would he say?Start all over again?It was too light, he couldn't say it.But there was nothing they could do except start all over again.

"Yuanyang..."

"Well, I'm here."

"three days left."

"Yes."

"you can do it."

"Okay." Yuan Yang seemed to be smiling on the other end of the phone.

"Come back after training, I'll wait for you at home."

"it is good."

Tao Mujia didn't say anything more, hung up the phone, and asked 1551: Why did Yuanyang's painting disappear?

1551: I don't know, you can ask him.

Tao Mujia: You agreed to provide target-related information?

1551: My camera is installed on Yuanyang, not on people related to him.

Tao Mujia was anxious, but 1551 was a useless system. He held the phone and wanted to call back, but he pressed the urge abruptly, and only waited for Yuanyang to come back.

Three days passed like a year, and on the fourth day, Yuanyang still didn't call him, and Tao Mujia couldn't think of anything as his brain was rusted while holding the phone.

Tao Mujia: Why is there no news about him?

1551: You have said this sentence 180 times in the morning.

Tao Mujia: No?

1551: Do you doubt the counting ability of computers?

Tao Mujia: No, I doubt your IQ.

Although 1551 is a little angry, he doesn't bother to argue with him: caring makes chaos, if you are not so nervous, he will naturally have news.

Tao Mujia: All right, let me try.

Tao Mujia closed his eyes and sat quietly for a while, then said: Why is there no news about him?

1551: ...

Tao Mujia's state in the morning is very similar to that of people who have drawn lottery tickets and other prizes.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a sound came from the keyhole, and Tao Mujia immediately jumped up from the sofa, knocked his legs on the coffee table, and shrunk into a shrimp ball.

As soon as Yuanyang entered the door, he saw Tao Mujia curled up on the ground with his legs hugged, and was so frightened that the drawing board dropped, so he hurried to help him up.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just an accident." Tao Mujia waved his hands, and gasped for breath while slumped on the sofa.

Yuanyang stood in front of him and looked at him frowning, as if he didn't agree with him that he didn't cherish himself.

Tao Mujia's scalp was numb when he looked at it, but fortunately he remembered that he still had questions before asking: "How is your painting? Have you handed it in?"

Yuan Yang moved his eyes, lowered his head, and whispered, "I give up."

Tao Mujia stopped rubbing his legs, and even forgot the pain. He looked at Yuanyang with his head down, feeling mixed emotions in his heart, and he was a little speechless.

Three days is indeed a short time, but if you work hard, you may have a chance, but Yuanyang just gave up. Tao Mujia even wanted to lose his temper with him, but after thinking about it, maybe he was too strict, this is Yuanyang after all. After three days of hard work day and night, my body may not be able to bear it. Yuanyang's dark circles are so serious that he can be a panda.

However, he still felt that it was a pity. Tao Mujia lowered his eyes, feeling a little ignorant: "That's your future..."

Yuan Yang raised his head suddenly, smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, bent down and hugged him like that around his neck.

"Teacher, I lied to you. How could I give up? I finished the painting. The 54 portraits are exactly the same as the original ones."

The corners of Tao Mujia's eyes twitched, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"You..." Sister.

Before Tao Mujia finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in his stomach.He was so busy waiting for Yuanyang to go home that he even forgot to eat lunch, and the moment he relaxed, he felt severe pain, and he curled up in Yuanyang's arms.

Yuanyang was frightened, and hurried to find medicine for him, and seeing that there was no trace of cooking in the kitchen, he was angry and distressed, and hurried out to buy some porridge and steamed buns.

He watched Tao Mujia slow down, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, blinking tiredly.

Tao Mujia drank porridge with his thermos cup in his arms, and said to Yuanyang apologetically, "Leave me alone, go to sleep."

Yuan Yang responded, carried the quilt out of the room, and lay down beside him directly.Tao Mujia stroked the hair on his forehead, relaxed, and fell asleep on the sofa, but he was thinking about asking Yuanyang about the loss of the painting, so he didn't sleep well.

Around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Tao Mujia woke up from hunger, and Yuanyang was still asleep beside him.Tao Mujia lightly got up and went to the kitchen to cook, but Yuanyang grabbed the corner of his clothes as soon as he stood up.

Yuanyang obviously hasn't woken up yet, but he runs to the kitchen.

Tao Mujia: Convinced, are you afraid of putting your face in the pot if you are so sleepy?

1551: Can you stop thinking about such horrible things.

However, Yuanyang was obviously more energetic than he thought, and the meal was ready in a while.After the two of them had dinner, Yuanyang went to catch up on sleep again. He hadn't closed his eyes for 72 hours. Tao Mujia couldn't bear to disturb him, so he had to wait until tomorrow to ask.