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Zhuang Xianrui himself is a serious and upright person, to put it simply, he looks a bit 'fierce'.Regardless of his career status, at home, he can be regarded as a strict father. He pampers when he should be pampered, and never softens his heart when he should be criticized. Zhuang Yan usually only dares to take advantage of words. Be a little bolder, play tricks occasionally, but deep down I'm still afraid.

But now, he has a big face in the camera, and he is holding his arms high and looking down from top to bottom. From the camera, he looks like a big-headed doll. He stares and examines, and does nothing. The sense of oppression of the CEO of a listed company is nothing but comical.

Caught off guard by seeing his parents, Chu Chen frowned, subconsciously trying to avoid his gaze, but he forcibly restrained him, and calmly nodded his head as a greeting.

"Don't just nod your head! This is my dad! Are you still polite? Oh, Lao Zhuang, don't drag me, save me some shots!" Someone's impatient voice-over on the other side of the video has not stopped since just now, "Chu Chen! Did you hear me?! You have to call someone, well, you can call me Uncle, or you can call me Dad!"

"What did you ask him to call me?" For a moment Zhuang Xianrui thought he was hallucinating.

Solemnly and exaggeratedly, he tapped the screen of his mobile phone, lowered his voice, and repeated a few syllables with a breathy voice: "The sixth in the city, he is the sixth in the city I said, the sixth in the half-term exam, Chu Chen! Do you have any impression? "

Zhuang Xianrui's face tensed, and he looked at Chu Chen on the screen.He has a good memory, and Zhuang Yan told him about Chu Chen's experience. It was just a few days ago, and he didn't want to forget it so quickly.

I just heard that before, I saw the protagonist of the story with my own eyes, so Zhuang Xianrui took a closer look.

This kid was indeed smarter than his stupid son, and he looked like he had gone through things, giving people an over-mature feeling, but fortunately, it was not strong or sharp, and it was pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

After pondering for a while, he relaxed slightly, and compromised: "It's up to you, you can call it whatever you want."

Zhuang Xianrui's expression was composed, and he was not at all unhappy, at least it seemed so on the surface.

This time, Chu Chen was stunned. He walked behind Lin Ruoping, looking at the camera sometimes, and sometimes at the thin and crooked figure not far away. He yelled uncle.

Probably half of the teenagers who are addicted to games in the whole country will brazenly call Zhuang Xianrui's father on the Internet. Zhou Dize and the others always start their jokes in private with "my Zhuang's father". It doesn't make any difference to call someone Dad.

To be honest, he was quite shocked. The boss of a listed company spoiled his son so much, no wonder Zhuang Yan was so confident when he used his identity and background to force him.

Zhuang Xianrui on this side is so sensitive to the subtle changes in his expression, he can spot the unnaturalness that flashes past under his calm appearance at a glance.

Zhuang Xianrui didn't expose him, and responded with an "um" from his throat, then threw the phone back to Zhuang Yan, and left a sentence: "It's below zero today, why run around? Go back to your room and stay!"

"Okay, okay." Zhuang Yan responded perfunctorily, and hurried back to the house ahead of his father with his mobile phone in his hand.

……

Around the new year, the first snow of the year fell in many areas of the country, and the snow fell like fluff in the middle of the night, and the cold snow was caught in the wind, rolling all over the sky and far away.

The province next door to Zhucheng had a rare blizzard this year. I don’t know if it was exposed to light. Zhucheng also had intermittent snow for a long time on the second day of the New Year’s Day holiday. Thin and clear snow frost hung on the eaves and treetops. It is not wide, but it is beautiful and pure white.

As the old saying goes, snow does not turn snow into cold, so this student is looking forward to the last few days of school, and the air conditioner in Boxue Building is turned on to the maximum degree in the second half of the month.

Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye, it is the exam week. This final exam is made by the teachers of the [-]th Middle School themselves, and the difficulty is downgraded by N levels compared to the half term of the city's unified exam.The exam is divided into two days, the first day is comprehensive in Chinese, arts and science, and the second day is mathematics and foreign languages. The length of the exam is based on the specifications of the college entrance examination.

The examination room was also rearranged. Each class of Arts and Sciences was ranked according to the results of their half-term exams. Each exam room ranged from 20 to 25 people. Single person and single seat. Chu Shen was the undisputed No. , the student number is 1, and the examination room is in the same class, but the seat has to be moved forward from the penultimate row to the first row.

On the day of the test, Zhuang Yan first climbed to the fourth floor to deliver breakfast to Chu Chen more than 40 minutes before the start of the test, and slipped a 2B pencil from him.

Chu Chen held a box of QQ stars that someone forcefully stuffed into his hand, his heart was dumbfounded, and he watched calmly as the few 2B pencils in the pencil bag were robbed within three seconds.

"Thank you bro, I'll borrow it and use it first, and I'll treat you to a good lunch later." Zhou Dize clasped his hands together and made an apologetic gesture.

"I……"

Chu Chen opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Cai Yingang before he finished uttering a word.

"Don't talk about it, brother, there is no way to repay your kindness." Cai Yinggang propped his forehead with one hand, with a look of painful experience, "It's been a long time since I took the exam seriously, so I never thought of 2B pencils at all. !"

Chu Chen: "..."

"I left two for you, isn't it enough for the Chinese test?" Zhuang Yan picked out a small sugar bag and wanted to feed it into his mouth, and said, "Go outside at noon and buy some new ones for you?"

Chu Chen withdrew his body and avoided his hand, showing a slight rejection on his indifferent face: "Enough, there are few multiple-choice questions in Chinese."

"Oh." Zhuang Yan raised his hand, and the sugar bag on the chopsticks gave off a faint scent of syrup, "Don't hide, here, you must finish this."

Chu Chen frowned slightly, and before he could refuse, he heard Zhou Dize tsk-tsk on the side: "It's too double-standard, Brother Yan, you are really too double-standard! If Chu Chen doesn't eat, you still hurry up, what about me?" , It’s fine to do it yourself, but you still have to be beaten!”

He flipped over in the air the back of his hand that was reddened by Zhuang Yan's pen when he just snatched the bun, "Look, how much I paid for a bun! I'm so spoiled!"

"You deserve it! Why are you robbing me without saying a word? If you speak well, I can do it?" Zhuang Yan said unhappily, and before he could leave his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Chu Chen biting the bun and frowning.

"Why, isn't it delicious?" He asked.

Chu Chen shook his head, "It's too sweet."

Yan Yan nodded his head, picked up the too sweet bun with his chopsticks, "Okay, don't eat it if you don't like it, the bun will be blacklisted, and I won't buy this one next time."

Cai Yinggang's eyes lit up, "Give it to me if you don't like it, just because I'm so hungry that I'm going crazy!"

Taking the time to stare at Chu Chen after breakfast, Zhuang Yan didn't stay any longer, and ran downstairs. Holding a note with Zhang Xuehao [-] away in his hand, he entered the third-to-last science class examination room on the second floor.

Idiots know that usually those who rank in the last few examination rooms are either stupid or lazy. Among a group of lazy people with roughly the same hardware, the top 10 in this examination room will naturally become the blood bag of the milkman, that is, the dwarf. The inside is taller, and when you encounter a supervisor with lax management, a set of multiple-choice answers can be passed from No. 1 at the door to No. 25 in the innermost room.

Of course, lazy people are just lazy, not really stupid. There are too many people copying a set of answers. Some people will deliberately copy this question, and some people will deliberately copy the wrong question. This is emphatically reflected in the question-and-answer questions. It doesn't matter whether the answer is correct or not. The important thing is not to hand in a blank paper!Therefore, after a few exams, there was no tense atmosphere at all, and scenes of flattery and bribery between classes were not uncommon, and the ten people were able to experience the feeling of being held together by everyone.

Majesty is a clear stream among them, even if the note with the answer flew under his nose, he would definitely not like to read it.He is unusually stubborn in this regard, but there is no particular reason, a tree needs its bark to live, and he needs his face to live.

But the price of shame is very maddening. English is his strong point, and he can write a few sentences in Chinese.

To Zhuang Yan, these subjects were like heavenly scriptures, to the point where he was so distressed that he broke the pen in his hand when taking the math test. ! !

So two days later, when the final grades were announced, the face that Zhuang Yan had managed to maintain was completely shattered by reality.

After the holiday homework was arranged and the time to return to school was notified, the Boxue Building was soon emptied. Only Zhuang Yan was called by the math teacher and taken to the classroom office.

The math teacher is an unsmiling female teacher, her surname is Tang. Because of her small face and fair skin, the students privately call her Tangyuan.

At this time, Tangyuan's face turned red and then turned white, and her mouth was twisted with anger, "There are only three under [-] in the whole grade. Fortunately, you are the worst one among these three single digits! Are you out of your mind? Still have no brains at all? I really have to thank you for making me famous in the whole grade, and now I feel that my face is extremely hot and extremely hot!"

Zhuang Yan touched his nose embarrassingly, and obediently listened to the training with his hands behind his back. He never took the initiative to make the female teacher angry, let alone this time it was indeed his fault.

He pondered for a while, thinking that exams are something that you can't think about carefully, and you can't be shameless.That idiot Zhou Dize said that he went to Lingshan to burn incense before the exam, but this time that guy's mathematics is several points higher than his, it seems that metaphysics can sometimes be believed.

It was already half an hour after the glutinous rice balls vented enough, she arranged an extra workbook for Zhuang Yan, and handed it to her when the next semester started.Zhuang Yan left the office with the exercise book in his hand, and Chu Chen was waiting for him leaning against the railing outside the corridor.

Zhuang Yan's heart skipped a beat, remembering that a few minutes ago, Tang Yuan pointed at his test paper, and her finger almost poked a hole in the harsh 5 in the score column.He was so angry that he criticized him from head to toe, without turning down the volume from beginning to end, Chu Chen should have heard it all, and Zhuang Yan knew it as soon as he met his eyes.

Zhuang Yan's eyes bulged, a pain mask hung on his face, and he held up the exercise book to cover his face, trying to escape from Chu Chen's eyes.

Chu Chen watched someone slip away in front of him expressionlessly, and said, "What are you doing?" Seeing that someone obviously accelerated his pace and didn't intend to stop, he had no choice but to quickly catch up and yelled. Solemn name.

Zhuang Yan's body froze for a moment, holding the workbook to cover his face, trying to block Chu Chen's gaze, and said angrily, "I recognized it so quickly..."

Chu Chen: "...I'm not blind."

The two stood up and down the stairs, silent for a while, solemnly collected the brochure, and asked in a muffled voice, "Am I stupid?"

Chu Chen glanced at him, sighed for a while and said, "It's a little bit, but there is still hope."