I don't want to work hard

Ding Lin shook his hands, and the sweet and sour pork ribs he had just picked up fell on the table.

Yang Jingyi actually heard it all?

So what if I heard it, anyway, in a sense, I was right, besides, it doesn't just mean that I have recognized and accepted him, he should be happy.Ding Lin thought with peace of mind.

"It was he who asked me what was my relationship with you. I couldn't think of a more suitable one. If you don't like it, then I won't tell outsiders like that in the future. Or, how do you think it's more appropriate for me to explain to others?"

Yang Jingyi helped Ding Lin to clamp another rib, "It's fine, you can call it whatever you like."

Look, I guessed it right, Yang Jingyi must be very happy now, look at the corners of his mouth, he couldn't hide his upward curl.

Hey, I’m so kind. I’ve been worrying about my mother’s relationship before, and now I’m helping my future stepfather chase after my mother. Where can I find a good son like me? It’s all the blessings you cultivated in your previous life. share.

Ding Lin thought proudly, of course, this does not mean that he has fully accepted Yang Jingyi, judging from his preliminary inspection of Yang Jingyi tonight, at least his future stepfather will continue to work hard and improve.

"But at this stage, I can only call you Uncle Yang, and you should know the reason." Ding Lin threw the ribs into his mouth and said while chewing.

"Where did I fail to make you dissatisfied?"

Sure enough, he is a smart person, and he can see through a little bit.

"You control me too much. You don't know that you have never been a father. To be an enlightened parent, you can't control your children too much. What's more, for an older child like me, you should give me sufficient freedom and choice." right!"

"Didn't I give it to you?" Faced with Ding Lin's opinion, Yang Jingyi felt quite wronged.

"I don't even have the option to do an assignment!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think well today. If you don't want to come to my company, I'll ask the driver to take you home after dinner."

"I don't say let me choose where to do my homework, but let me choose whether to do it or not!"

Yang Jingyi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you have a choice? Every student must complete the homework assigned by the teacher."

Ding Lin: ...

"But I just don't like physics, I don't like mathematics, I don't want to do it. Anyway, now that I'm in the third year of high school, the teachers don't have time to correct homework. They just give the answers in class the next day. If I don't do it, they won't find out."

"But as far as I know, your grades in physics and mathematics are the worst. Instead, you need to practice more to make up for your weakness. Don't stop doing problems because you don't like it, it will only get worse. Unless you There are other reasons enough to convince me."

"for example?"

"For example, if you can get full marks in both subjects, then you can choose not to do homework."

Ding Lin: ...

"You are giving me the right to choose freely? You have limited so many rules for me, do I have a choice? Full score, is it that I can take the test if I want to? When I don't want to take the test, the key is that I can't get it ah!"

Yang Jingyi looked at Ding Lin whose whole face was covered with the word "Breakdown", and still said relaxedly: "You have mastered all the knowledge points proficiently, and it is not difficult to get full marks in the exam."

"It's easy for you to say." Ding Lin muttered unhappily, "Then can you let me do my homework alone?"

"Did I affect you?"

"Yes, that's right, sometimes the sound of your typing, and sometimes sending messages on your mobile phone, will bother me and affect my concentration." Ding Lin protested righteously.

"Wrong, if you can notice me, it just proves that you are not concentrating. When a person is highly concentrating, he can't notice the things around him at all, and he can't even hear someone calling him." Yang Jingyi pierced through it at a glance Ding Lin's lies.

"Others are others, so I can't do it anyway." Ding Lin insisted, feeling determined to bear it to the end.

Yang Jingyi lowered his eyes, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face, "If this is the case, I will not work at night in the future. Don't worry, I won't make any noise to disturb you."

Ding Lin:? ? ?That's not the point, hey!The point shouldn't be that you go, don't stay with me, right?Why are you pretending to be pitiful?Now I am the most pitiful person in the world who is deprived of my freedom by you, okay?

He was going crazy inside, but he couldn't confess, otherwise Yang Jingyi, an old fox, would come up with some bad ideas against him.

Now, so angry that he couldn't eat at all, Ding Lin turned around, took out a piece of paper from his schoolbag, and patted it in front of Yang Jingyi: "I want to study liberal arts instead, please sign for me."

Yang Jingyi glanced at the letter to the parents, then frowned slightly: "Is it because you didn't do well in science?"

"Yes, I now find that I have no talent in science. It is better not to learn than to suffer so much."

"But didn't you choose to study science before? After so long, don't you just realize that you are not good at science?"

Because I've just traveled here now, if I had been a year or two earlier, I wouldn't have chosen science at all!

Of course, Ding Lin couldn't tell Yang Jingyi the truth. After thinking about it for a while, he stammered and said, "Because it wasn't difficult before. Who knew science would be so difficult all of a sudden in the third year of high school."

"Escape when encountering difficulties, Linlin, this is not acceptable."

"I'm not escaping. I'm really not good at science. Compared with science, I think I can get a better score if I choose liberal arts." Ding Lin looked directly at Yang Jingyi. He must win this most important negotiation, and there is no way out. .

There are two unattractive report cards under the notice to the parents, which seem to be silently exposing Ding Lin's lies.

"I don't think your grades in liberal arts are much better than those in science."

"I know, you won't believe what I say now, but really, as long as you give me a chance, I will prove it to you!" Ding Lin said solemnly.

How could Yang Jingyi not know the real purpose of this brat choosing liberal arts, he is indeed a child in the rebellious period, thinking of ways to fight against you, it is a headache.

"how to prove?"

"The next exam, I promise to pass all liberal arts subjects!"

"No, pass in all subjects, including math."

"what?"

"Unless you have the ability to ask the Education Bureau to change the regulations, the college entrance examination does not take mathematics. As long as you still have to take the exam, you must pass it for me. This is the most basic requirement." After Yang Jingyi finished speaking, he took out a pen from his coat pocket and stopped at Signed on the "Parents' Signature", and finally waited for Ding Lin to make a decision.

Ding Lin frowned and struggled with pain for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, "Okay, I promise you, I will pass all the subjects in the next monthly exam."

After Ding Lin finished speaking, Yang Jingyi signed the letter very simply.

After taking back this letter to parents that can help him completely get rid of the torture of science, Ding Lin feels that he has regained his new life. Although he still has to be beaten by mathematics, as long as he can cope with this subject, it is better than the previous four mountains of science. Much better to be out of breath.

The next day, when Ding Lin handed in his subject selection, as expected, he was called to the office by the head teacher just after the first period.

"Ding Lin, did you tell your parents what I told you yesterday?"

Ding Lin habitually looked up at the ceiling. What did the head teacher say in class yesterday? emmm, I have no impression at all.

Seeing Ding Lin's reaction, the homeroom teacher was instantly enraged.This Ding Lin, it's okay to get worse and worse grades in the exams, and he doesn't listen to the teacher's words to make his own decisions. Students who encounter such problems are really headaches.

No, you can't be angry, you will get wrinkles when you are angry.

The homeroom teacher took a deep breath, suppressed the nameless anger abruptly, "Then tell the teacher, why do you want to choose liberal arts now?"

"Because I'm really bad at science, and you've seen my results in this entrance exam."

"That may be because your foundation was poor before, and now there are still nine months before the college entrance examination. If you work hard now, you can still catch up." The class teacher persuaded, "The teacher also said something yesterday, Now that the first round of review for the whole grade is almost halfway through, it’s fine if you change one subject, and now you switch all three subjects to study Chinese, do you think you can keep up? No, I have to talk to your parents about this situation Explain."

The teacher in charge said that he was about to make a call. Ding Lin saw that something was wrong, so he held down the phone with his hand, "Teacher, I really didn't lie to you. I know that you also care about me and are responsible for me. That's why you called me here." Come on. Let me tell you the truth. In fact, I didn’t want to study science at the beginning. My mother insisted on forcing me to choose science. It’s because she admires scientists very much and thinks that I can become a scientist when I grow up. But now, you also see Now, I’m not this material at all. I also hired a tutor, and I studied hard, but as a result, my entrance exam scores are not as good as before.”

The more Ding Lin talked, the more wronged he became, and he burst into tears unconsciously, "So, I don't want to break my mother's expectations of me, and force myself to learn the truth. I thought that as long as I worked hard enough, I would definitely be able to achieve results. But now, the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, but seeing my grades falling back and forth, I am more anxious than anyone else. I can't sleep all night, and I keep blaming myself, why, why I can't do well in science. How should I explain to my mother when the score was still the same?"

Ding Lin closed his eyes, tears finally rolling down from his eyes.

The head teacher's heart was pulled up along with this line of tears, and the anger just now dissipated.Over the years of teaching, she found that she seldom really went deep to observe the true thoughts of her students, and she deeply felt that these poor students were full of lies.

But now, Ding Lin's emotional crying made her start to reflect for the first time whether her previous preconceived ideas and opinions were wrong.Poor students are just poor grades, not necessarily poor moral character.

"I'm sorry, Ding Lin, the teacher misunderstood you before. But you have to understand the importance of choosing a subject this time. The teacher is afraid that you may not be able to keep up if you choose liberal arts now. There are still nine months. Do you have the confidence to learn liberal arts well?"

"Teacher, I can!" Ding Lin replied firmly.

"Okay, then I will hand in your volunteer, and you can go back to class."

Ding Lin bowed thankfully to the teacher, then turned and left the office.The moment he turned around, a smug smile slowly appeared on his originally sad face, just like the first break of a shower, the clouds disappear, only the traces of tears on his face confirmed his superb performance just now.

Look, what is this called, this is called acting!

Even Yang Jingyi's old fox has been fooled, and it's not easy to fool the head teacher.

Ding Lin raised his head and was about to go out, but found Zhao Yueran standing behind him looking at him in astonishment.

The author has something to say: Everyone has forgotten about this cannon fodder Bai Yueguang, um, I forgot too, I can’t even remember the name, so I searched back for a long time before I found it.