I am a scholar

Seeing that Xu Lang was still standing by and sobbing, Chen Muxi asked Lu Jirong about the child's family.

It turned out that Xu Lang's father was the son-in-law of the Xu family, a man who was obsessed with writing scripts. When he was young, Xu Wanying liked his good looks. The two got married, but their lives were not happy.

Xu Wanying is a very powerful and ambitious woman. When her career reached its peak, she had more men around her. There were many men who were better than Xu Lang's father, so she raised a few outside. Gradually from liking to hating.

Xu Lang's father didn't have much affection for Xu Wanying, so he secretly found one, until his script was picked up by Yu Hua. He wrote "Zhengzheng" that Chen Muxi had filmed when he was a child. The man's script is very popular in the circle, and even has a higher status than Chang Kai. The same is true, he is no longer afraid of Xu Wanying, and Jin Cheng's existence is also exposed.

Xu Wanying has a bad temper, and is too strict with her children. She often beats and scolds constantly. Today, the child speaks unscrupulously. Although she has been suppressed for a long time and broke out, it really made Xu Wanying lose face. At this time, I want to send Xu Lang Returning it to Xu Wanying's hands may make the child suffer, so Xu Wanying needs to calm down first.

Although the child's father didn't love Xu Wanying, he was gentle and treated Xu Lang well, so it was best to find him to take care of the child.

Because Lu Jirong and Xu Lang's father have cooperated many times, and they have exchanged phone calls with each other. After making the phone call and clarifying the matter, Lu Jirong said to Chen Muxi: "Xu Lang's father will come to pick him up soon." , before you come, take him to play for a while."

Chen Muxi nodded without any objection.

He has been playing with the children for 11 years, and now he is just taking Xu Lang with him, so there is no pressure at all.

At this time, Tongtong brought Xu Lang a coconut cake, which was of the flavor that he hadn't tasted just now.

After thanking Xu Lang shyly, he began to lick the cream slowly, looking very well-behaved, not at all as bold as when Chen Muxi was eating the cake.

Tongtong looked away, and saw that Chen Muxi was lazily leaning on the chair, with his calf raised, this unrestrained appearance made the corners of his mouth twitch, and he laughed.

Xu Lang's father came over soon, and seemed to be very worried about the child's situation. After entering the banquet, he found Xu Lang and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Xu Lang, who had just finished eating a piece of cake with cream still on his mouth, burped loudly in his father's arms, and said in a voice full of grievances, "Dad, you came so slowly."

Zhang Zisong hugged Xu Lang, stroked his head, and said with some guilt: "I won't let your mother take you out again, I'm sorry, Xiao Lang."

Xu Lang's face froze, and he said cautiously: "Father, Mom may not want me anymore."

"No." Zhang Zisong comforted.

"But I told my mother that Aunt Jin Cheng is my mother, she looks so angry." Xu Lang was a little scared and regretful.

Zhang Zisong's arms around Xu Lang froze slightly, and after a long while he asked in a low voice, "Then Xiao Lang, do you want Aunt Jin Cheng to be your mother?"

Zhang Zisong thought he knew this child well, and thought that Xu Lang had been beaten and scolded by Xu Wanying for so many years, and he didn't want this woman to be his mother, but who would have thought that this child would shake his head.

Xu Lang's eyes were very firm and he said: "I only have one mother, and Aunt Jin Cheng just treats me like a mother, but she still won't be my mother."

Seeing Zhang Zisong's surprised eyes, Xu Lang continued: "Someone told me just now that a son doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a dog doesn't think his family is poor. I thought, no matter what my mother did to me, she must be doing it for my own good. It's just that the method is not right. In contrast, I behaved very badly in front of the adults just now, and my mother should be angry. I will go back to my mother and apologize to her."

Chen Muxi was drinking milk tea when she suddenly raised her head and saw the back of the child's head shaking.

Zhang Zisong was also a little moved, he hugged his son tightly again and said, "Okay, go find your mother, father will protect you from now on, and your mother will not beat you again, okay?"

Xu Lang nodded heavily and said, "Okay."

On Monday, Chen Muxi and Tongtong returned to school. After attending the flag-raising ceremony, the school leaders started the summary meeting. The class leader who was criticized had to stand on the stage to make a review to the whole school. All classes share experiences together.

The first is the class that was criticized, including the first class of junior high school, the eighth class of junior high school and the third class of junior high school.

Chen Muxi went to the front as the class monitor and the class monitors of each class. From then on, he made a self-criticism to the whole school. After the self-criticism, the school leaders gave a few words of encouragement in a symbolic way, and then the next eighth class followed suit.

From the beginning of school to the present, the first class has received five mobile red flags, three of which were obtained consecutively.

From exemplary classes to negative teaching materials, this span is somewhat unacceptable to the top students, especially this time, the focus is on criticizing that the atmosphere of their class is worse than that of Class [-], such as the previous Zhuzhu and the later joint challenge.Even if the latter's bad thing turns into a good thing, but the purpose is wrong after all, the school will not see that they have been excellent before, so they don't need to review them in front of the whole school.

Only such a punishment can make a good class reflect on its mistakes and not go astray.

After the summary was over, each class began to line up to enter the teaching building. The monitor of Class Two standing next to Class One said to Chen Muxi, "Send the mobile red flag to our class later."

Chen Muxi glanced at him, and said: "The normal procedure is to send it to the director, and then the monitor of the excellent class this week will get it."

"Don't be so troublesome, just give it to me. When you meet the director, just say hello to him." The monitor of the second class said with a smile.

The two classes are very competitive, no matter in terms of learning or other aspects, so the contact between students is always a bit subtle.This time Class [-] fell behind and the monitor went up to do a review, and the monitor of Class [-] deliberately went up to provoke them, and sure enough the boys around Chen Muxi started to stare as soon as the words came out.

Chen Muxi didn't bother to talk to him, and said directly: "You can pick it up in the afternoon, and I'll deliver it at noon."

so late?

The monitor of the second class frowned, and when he wanted to talk to Chen Muxi again, he found that he had already entered the classroom, and at this time the class bell had already rang.

In the afternoon, the monitor of the second class went to the director's office to pick up the mobile red flag, but unexpectedly, the director frowned when he saw him and said, "Why are you here so late?"

Before the monitor of the second class could speak, the director continued: "The mobile red flags have been taken away by this week's outstanding class, so you can come and see them tomorrow."

The monitor of the second class was stunned and said: "What about the class one?"

"They haven't sent it yet," the director answered him.

"Then I'll go and urge them." He lifted his legs and left.

But when he arrived in Class [-], he found that there was no one in the classroom. Even if it was the end of get out of class, there should be someone in the classroom. The monitor of Class [-] scratched his head in wonder, and when he heard the class bell rang, he had to go back and wait until get out of class was over. .

But after class, there was still no one in class one. The monitor of class two wanted to find someone outside the classroom, but was told by his classmates that the head teacher had something to do with him, so he had to delay again.

After school, I finally ran into Chen Muxi. The monitor of the second class quickly stopped him and said, "Why didn't you return the floating red flag?"

"Repay it." Chen Muxi looked at him in surprise.

"I asked the director, and he said that your class didn't return it." The monitor of the second class said.

"When did you ask?"

"I'll go after the first get out of class in the afternoon."

"Oh." Chen Muxi looked at him and said with a smile: "The director left early at noon, and I will pay it back in the second period."

"Why did you pay it back in class? I remember that your class was full of maths all afternoon. When I went to your class, no one was there." The monitor of the second class complained.

He ran so many times in vain. If he went to the director's office after the second period, would he have already got the flag?

Chen Muxi replied to him: "Our class has a physical education class all afternoon, don't you know?"

so good.

The monitor of the second class was very envious, but with a disdainful smile on the surface, he said: "Will you make it up sooner or later?"

Chen Muxi didn't speak, and directly called Tongtong and Zhuo Tiantian to leave and go back to the dormitory.

Also on the way back to the dormitory, the monitor of the second class ran into people from the third class, and they all asked curiously: "Your class is an excellent class this week, why didn't you hang the flag?"

"..." The monitor of the second class didn't want to say that he was busy for nothing after running five or six times today, so he said perfunctorily, "I'll hang up tomorrow."

People in class three sighed: "These classes are different. Your class two doesn't care about the mobile red flag, but class ten cares very much. After you are elected, you will immediately send someone to the door of the director's office to wait for the flag. If you are like your class Hang up one day late, don't cry to death?"

The monitor of the second class: "..."

I really want to cry right now.

Early the next morning, Chen Muxi was looking at the loose screws on the classroom door, which were used to hang flags in the past, but now it seems that they should be screwed tighter, otherwise the number of red flags will increase in the future, and someday the nails and flags will fall off It's not good to hit someone.

At this time, Zhuo Tiantian walked into the classroom with a listless spirit.

Chen Muxi walked over, looked at Zhuo Tiantian's decadent face, and said twice, "I didn't see you like this when I was broken in love. Why can't you accept that Dong Tian and Zhuzhu are dating?"

Zhuo Tiantian's eyes were dull, and he said after a long time: "I didn't know how to redeem when we separated. When she became someone else's and no longer belonged to me, I realized that she was already so deep in my heart."

"So deep."

"How deep."

"deep."

Zhuo Tiantian, who was showing his teeth and claws as a whole, actually became a literary artist, Chen Muxi couldn't help sighing: "The boys who are broken in love are all the same, they can write poems."

Zhuo Tiantian frowned slightly. Hearing what Chen Muxi said, he couldn't help asking: "How do you say it?"

"Just now Cheng Yuanshuo went to the director's office with a book of poems he wrote. He said that after he came back from the scriptures, he would give Zhuzhu an earth-shattering love poem of weeping ghosts and gods. His embrace." Chen Muxi repeated.

Zhuo Tiantian stared at him, suddenly raised his head to look at him, and said: "This kid, you are so ugly, you actually asked the director to help you."

Chen Muxi smiled and said, "Actually, it's unnecessary?"

"What's so unnecessary?" Zhuo Tiantian just asked, then waved his hands and stood up from the chair: "No, if he goes to learn scriptures, then I can also ask for advice. I can tell from the director's perverted look that he has a rich love history. Go ahead and wait for my good news!"

Chen Muxi: "..."

Aren't you doing this too much?