Professional flirting system

"It's so strange." A few weeks after Tang Yan came back, the family was free to sit at the table and have a leisurely breakfast together. Tang's father looked at his young son who was cooking well, and then looked at whether there was anyone next to him. The eldest son, who was taking the porridge, laughed and said, "When did Huohuo become so obedient? I remember that time, even if he pretended to be obedient on the surface, in fact, it was like nails were stuck under his buttocks, and he couldn't sit still for a minute."

Tang's mother gave him a blank look: "What are you talking about in front of the child?"

That's what she said, but she was also a little curious about the current situation of her youngest son. Although Tang Yan didn't mess around in front of them in the past, it was strange that the two fine-looking parents couldn't see that he was pretending to be good. , although there were still clusters of sparkling little flames in his eyes, his behavior was really a lot more appropriate.

"Huohuo has always been very obedient, right?" Tang Ze smiled, patted his younger brother on the shoulder, hung up the rice grains on his face, and scolded, "What's the matter, eat slowly and no one will follow you." You grab it."

Tang Yan blinked, stuck out his tongue at him, and simply stopped to ask: "Brother, have you finished eating? You promised to give me a slingshot yesterday!"

The little one was just waiting here.

"Eat all the rice in the bowl," Tang Ze didn't answer this, but just pointed to the little rice he had left, and continued to drink his own porridge, "No leftovers are allowed."

The couple, who had been completely ignored by the youngest son, looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

After eating, Tang Ze took out a beautifully shaped small slingshot and handed it to his younger brother who had been waiting for him for a long time. He taught him to shoot for a while in the yard. He felt that the breakfast was almost digested in his stomach, so he sat next to the gazebo Li sat down and let him run by himself, watching while doing the questions, in order to avoid any accidents.

Shooting is probably the only sport he's good at—if it's considered a sport, it's a pity that he can't get a gun license at his current age, otherwise he wouldn't have to salivate over some useless self-defense skills.

There is no gun now, but the aim will not change. Since he performed "shooting grasshoppers with bare hands" for his younger brother that time, he has easily become the most capable person in Xiao BuDian's heart.

Today, I finally finished the little slingshot that I promised him. Looking at Tang Yan who was running wildly all over the yard like a little pony, Tang Ze rested his chin with one hand, and he didn't even notice that there was a hint of love hanging from the corner of his mouth. smile.

Children and all that, are really attractive.

In fact, he didn't do anything on purpose. Maybe 741 was trying to make him adapt. The rules for the first mission given were quite vague, and the data was extremely easy to scan. It's only been a few weeks, and his mission progress has already slowed down. It has risen to 50% slowly, and according to this momentum, the completion of the task is just around the corner.

Tang Ze was squinting his eyes to look at Tang Yan, who was not too hot outside, when suddenly a figure flickered around him, and someone sat down beside him.

"Dad," he looked back, yelled in surprise, and couldn't help but want to stand up, "Why do you..."

Father Tang shook his head, signaling him to sit down.

"Porridge porridge..." The man also looked at his younger son who was bouncing around, with a look of worry on his brows, he hesitated for a while before he said euphemistically, "I know you two get along well, but Huo Huo didn't Determination, if your temper becomes wild again, it will be even more difficult to manage in the future."

Tang Ze was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that this was Xingshi's questioning.

Although he didn't say it clearly, this man must think that he is too used to Tang Yan. The couple are rarely at home, but when they come back suddenly, the youngest son has changed so much, and seeing the child being played like crazy. Such concerns are normal.

Tang Ze was a little dumbfounded, it was a misunderstanding, but he didn't know how to explain it.

He has "familiarly read" the parenting book and he knows a very important truth: for children, it is okay to accommodate appropriately, but they must not be allowed to develop the habit of getting what they want. talent.

So he really didn't use blind indulgence to win his younger brother's favor—although the task rewards are quite tempting, he would never do it unprincipled by sacrificing the little guy's future. Grateful and ashamed, even if he tried his best to give up the mission, he still wanted to teach Tang Yan, who was "handed over" to him, into a qualified elite of the aristocratic family.

Of course, it is best to complete the task by the way.

"I...he didn't," the young man put down the pen in his hand, and looked seriously at his stern father, with some grievances in his dark blue and nearly black pupils, "Huohuo is very obedient, we only have an hour of entertainment after breakfast , and then he will go to class with the governess."

"Oh?" Father Tang did not expect this a bit. He thought that the two brothers got along so well because they could play together, but now it seems that he was thinking about it.

"Then I'm sorry, Dad wronged you." The man stroked the top of the eldest son's hair and apologized neatly.

He did not suspect that Tang Ze was lying. This son has been very hot-tempered since he was a child. Every time he made a mistake, he insisted that he was right, but he never used lies to escape punishment, and he had never done it before. Too much accusation, and he has no reason to coax his father about this kind of thing.

But he was really curious about why these two sons, who were so strong that they refused to bow their heads, were able to become brothers and sisters like this: "You two have a deep relationship, you don't know, you two are so close to each other. My mother and I don’t have that intimate way of getting along.”

Tang Ze smiled, grabbed the pen on the table again, and nodded his head: "Little boy, if you really put your heart into getting along with him, it's actually very easy to make friends."

"Make friends?" Tang's father laughed a little at his complacent expression, "You two are brothers, are you making friends with him?"

"Of course," Tang Ze's clear pupils brightened, "making friends is the first step in getting along, and it has nothing to do with status."

Father Tang sighed softly in his heart, and rubbed his head again.

He looked at the several examination papers spread out on the table, and changed the subject: "Porridge studies very hard, this year starts...?"

Tang Ze glanced at him: "The third year of high school has started."

"Oh," the man finally showed some embarrassment, "Then you should study hard, go to a good university in China first, study for two years, and then Dad will send you to country A."

Tang Ze nodded without any objection.

He doesn't really want to go abroad, not to mention the chaos and insecurity abroad, Tang Yan will definitely not go back and forth in the past few years, and then he will not see this lovely brother for a long time.

He really likes Tang Yan, this kid has greatly satisfied his vanity as an elder brother, after getting along during this time, the little guy was recognized as a real family by him one step earlier than the Tang family couple.

The father and son didn't get along much, and there was nothing to talk about now. Father Tang sat awkwardly for a while, and was finally called away in a hurry by a phone call.

Tang Ze didn't say anything else, and continued to work on his problem and watch the child.

An hour later, Tang Yan automatically and consciously ran to the gazebo. The boy was sweating profusely and panting heavily. Although he said "I want to continue playing" brightly on his face, he still complied. Scheduled earlier.

Having a reasonable schedule is the best way to restrain a child. Through the combination of kindness and force during this period, Tang Ze has basically held him firmly in the palm of his hand.

He glanced at his younger brother with disgust: "I'm sweating all over, go back and take a shower—no cold water is allowed."

Tang Yan curled his lips, and walked back to the house with him with his head drooping.

The servants walking around couldn't help but smile knowingly when they saw the two children in a harmonious atmosphere. The way the brothers of the Tang family get along is very interesting, well-mannered and intimate. Just by looking at them, they can be sure that they have a good relationship.

Who would have believed that the two of them had only officially met for such a short time.

In the end, Tang Ze was still worried about the boy's self-control, so he wiped his sweaty younger brother clean with his own hands, and then led him to the tutor to complete the handover before returning to his room to continue working on the questions.

"It's inhuman..." The 28-year-old actor in his previous life who had never experienced the college entrance examination system complained to 741, "Am I just reborn to take the college entrance examination? Even with the original Tang Ze's aspect The memory is still a headache."

"No way," 741 said innocently, "I can't help you with this kind of thing, and the original script didn't state how many points you got in the college entrance examination, so even the will of the world can't help you cheat."

"Could it be that I can't take any test I want?" Tang Ze took off the teardrop pendant on his neck and rubbed it on his palm in annoyance. The warm and cool touch relieved his anxiety a little. No matter what happens, that man will send me to the university where the Tang family took root for generations to study business."

"If you want to be so humiliated, then do it."

"..."

"...Okay, okay," Tang Ze reluctantly raised his hands in surrender, "I'm just learning. Oh my God, speaking of this, thinking about struggling with the boundless numbers in college makes me feel hopeless in my life."

741 chuckled: "You don't have to worry about this, don't worry, your college life will be wonderful."

"Oh?" Tang Ze came to his senses, and wanted to chat a few more words to find out, but after throwing out such a bait, 741 refused to speak again like a taut clam shell. More useful information.

Tang Yingdi regretted for the umpteenth time why he didn't study the script thoroughly.

Time passed quickly, and Tang Yan knew that his brother was nervous about studying now, and he didn't bother him after he consciously completed his own learning tasks—for a child in the growth stage, it is very important to have a positive role model. As time passed, Tang Ze had established an almost omnipotent image in front of him. Although the little guy still wanted to run around and play, he also subconsciously had a sense of responsibility of "never let his brother down no matter what" .

Since my brother is so outstanding, I must not be left too far behind by him.

However, as the saying goes, the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. What Tang Ze didn't know was that in places he couldn't see, the younger brother who thought he was already well-behaved and obedient was still as arrogant as before.

In the words of the tutor, the young master only listens to the elder master, and no one can control the others.

——Not only can't control it, but it can't even give it a sense of security.

That night, Tang Ze was resigned to his fate and writing hard in his room—although he has memories of this aspect, knowledge is not something that can be answered by "knowing". Just work hard.

There was a sudden flash of white lightning in the dark sky outside the window, followed by rumbling thunder, and the downpour of rain fell, accompanied by the squeaking sound of the big trees in the yard blown by the strong wind.

The heavy thunderstorm in summer wiped away the heat and dryness of the day. Although the rumble of thunder was a bit noisy, it still refreshed Tang Ze who stayed up late and was full of anger.

He was about to get up and open the window to let some fresh air in, when he heard a short and low knock on the door, Tang Yan's immature voice rang out timidly: "Brother, brother——open the door... "

Outside the door, the domineering little bully looked pale, hugging his quilt with a little charizard printed on it and looking up at him, his eyes were wet, like a little beast that had lost its mother's protection, it looked like it was about to choke in the next second Cry out loud.

"Brother... I... You, are you afraid?"