Be at the same table with the rumored boss

It was almost noon when Su Mianyang arrived home, and there was no one else in the shop, only his father Su Gu was sitting at the dining table, silently watching the boiling hot pot on the table.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Su Gu quickly glanced at the door, and when he met Su Mianyang's eyes, his eyes lit up, then he lowered his face and returned to his usual serious look, and turned his gaze back to the hot pot.

"Do you still know how to come back? I thought you didn't want to go home when your wings were stiff. Looking at your test scores, I guess you have to go to work before you graduate."

Su Mianyang's hand rested on the schoolbag for a moment and then let it go. Without saying a word, he went straight to the stairs.

"What... what is this for?" Song Zhichun, who entered the room later, didn't know the ins and outs, and only had time to see the back of Su Mianyang passing the dining table and going upstairs. She didn't need to think about what Su Gu said to stimulate her Su Mianyang.

Adolescent teenagers are already sensitive and impulsive like a little hedgehog, but it's okay to meet Su Gu with such a bad temper, "Old Su, why don't you avoid suspicion next time the child comes home?"

Su Gu was also so angry that he stared blankly, "He is my son, how can I avoid my son? You are used to him, pick him up after a vacation, and show him face when he comes back."

Song Zhichun knew about Su Gu's bad temper. She had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. She had seen this kind of parent a lot during teaching.

The child hurts like a treasure in my heart, and he is stupid and unwilling to say that he cares, so he can only use his grades as a breakthrough point for conversation, and the result is often an accident as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Old Su, you really have to take good care of Mian Yang's mentality. I'm an outsider and it's not good for me to interfere in your family affairs. If you talk too much, you will be annoyed."

Su Gu didn't speak.

Song Zhichun sighed and said: "For example, other children have their parents to pick them up during the holidays, what about Mian Yang? Does he care about other people's opinions, or do other children think, 'Why didn't his parents come to pick him up? ’, the child may not want it or not, but you must consider it.”

She thought that facing the stepmother, the child might have a polarized reaction of either being particularly resistant or trying to please her stepmother. When she decided to get married, Song Zhichun was already ready for a tough battle with her stepson.

But for Song Zhichun and Su Gu's remarriage a year ago, Su Mianyang hardly had any emotions, which was something she had never thought about.

Whether it was the first time she came to the store to have lunch together, or seeing Su Mianyang at the wedding later, he always looked indifferent and indifferent, as if Su Gu had nothing to do with him.

This is not a good sign, such emotions should not appear in the son to the father.

The son wants to support but not to be loved, this is a lesson she has learned personally, so Song Zhichun wanted to ease the relationship between the son and the father, and tried to get the two of them in, and even let Su Mianyang go home on monthly leave under the guise of Su Gu. Have a meal.

But both of them have such a tough temper and neither one is willing to give in. After a year has passed, there is no improvement.

What pleased Song Zhichun was that Su Mianyang took care of Su Mei. He seemed to like children very much. Su Mianyang was very concerned about the non-biological sister she brought over, and Su Mei also liked this brother very much. The relationship between the two was beyond Song Zhichun's Unexpected harmony.

Song Zhichun looked at Su Gu silently, not knowing what to say.

Not long after returning to the room, Su Mianyang received a series of messages from the group. He flicked the screen casually, looking at the various food pictures Zhang Haichao sent to the group.

The most handsome study committee member in the world: I'm just on vacation now, but it's the baby of the whole family, and it will be gone in three days, and it will be a pest that the whole family wants to get rid of quickly.

What about my knife: some are good to eat. My dad wanted to beat me to death after hearing my grades.Who would have thought that this time the grades would come down as soon as they got home, and Lao Liu would send out mass messages to parents, which is inhumane.

The most handsome study committee member in the world: Speaking of which, Brother Yang is actually not the last one this time, Ye Qingjie.

Su Mianyang frowned subconsciously when he saw the grades. His aversion to these two words had become his instinct.

Su Mianyang switched the dialog box to the class group, and instantly saw 99+ message prompts that popped up.

Jiang Yu sent the report card to the group, and it was meal time at this time, and the whole class was crying about the monitor's ruthlessness.

Su Mianyang clicked on the report card in the group, No.1 is undoubtedly Xiao Lang, with a total score of 662 crushing the second few points, and the results of all subjects are quite good, except for the last one history, which just passed the passing mark with a score of 60 .

Su Mianyang was a little surprised. He even wondered if Xiao Lang's history paper had scribbled on the answer sheet again.

No. 2 is completely unreadable. The difficulty at the end of the semester has increased. The grades of No. 70 middle school students are not very high, and they were directly pulled up to 592 points, [-] points, which can be called a slap in the face.

If Xiao Lang gave Class [-] a feeling that he was not at the same level as a top student in the last exam, then this time he is definitely an unsurpassed student god, but there is something wrong with this student god, he seems to have a particularly bad history, The bias is serious.

Zhang Haichao was the loudest in the class group, swiping the screen with a lot of emoticons, and finally sent a voice message.

The most handsome study committee member in the world: Father Lang proved Brother Yang's words with practical actions. Students like us who have passed the history mark are not hopeless!

Jiang Yu replied below him: The premise is that you have scores in other subjects like Xiao Lang.

The most handsome study committee member in the world: Jiang Yu, don't talk about it, let's make friends.

My knife: You see that Brother Yang has no grades, and he is squatting online to start school, looking forward to the expression of the history teacher when the time comes.

Su Mianyang found his grades in a lot of dense numbers, 103 in Chinese, 55 in mathematics, 50 in English, 55 in politics, 65 in geography, 92 in history, and a total score of 420. He was ranked middle and lower in the class, but placed in the grade Some are not enough.

The score difference of more than 200 is an insurmountable gap.

Feeling emotional, Su Mianyang still sent a message to Xiao Lang: Congratulations on defending the title, your grades make the Chinese New Year comfortable.

To Su Mianyang's surprise, Xiao Lang replied almost instantly, as if he was guarding the phone.

Answer: You have made great progress, and you should be the number one in history.

sy: What's the use of being a top scorer in a single subject? Will the construction site let me be a foreman because of my good history?

Xiao Lang didn't reply.

sy: What about your history?what happened?

Answer: what?

sy: It was an accident last time, so is this time?

Last time, Xiao Lang's historical score plus the score of the question that he himself did not approve of was almost 90 points. Putting a high teaching level there, no matter how many mistakes he made, the basics would still be there.

It is possible to make a mistake once, but there is a problem if the car overturns on the same problem twice.

Answer: Do you think students like me whose scores lie on the passing line are hopeless?

sy:? ? ?Are you kidding me, you can pick a school with this total score, and even if you are almost unimportant, it is not a big problem, and even if the total score is not high, it does not mean that the student is finished.

Answer: You can think so.

Su Mianyang froze for a moment, he remembered Zhang Haichao's words.

sy: Did you not finish the paper?

Answer: No, simply cannot learn.

sy:?

Answer: You can teach me when you have time.

sy:? ?

Answer: I believe in you.

Grass.

This really looks down on him. Of course, Su Mianyang also believes in his own level. He is confident that he can teach Xiao Lang from a 600+ academic god to a 500+ academic master.

Su Mianyang grabbed the key on the desk, put his index finger in the key ring and twirled it, which was his habitual action when he was in a mess.

The key ring became a bit heavier. There was only a sheep pendant on the ring before, but after returning from Century City, there was another rock and roll wolf. The two pendants had similar styles, and Su Mianyang thought they were a pair in a trance.

In fact, Su Mianyang doesn't like these decorative little things, and it can even be said that he is a little bit against them. He thinks they are flashy and useless.

But he, who has always disliked ornaments, has two pendants on his key ring, one is the blessing of his mother, and the other is a gift from his deskmate.

If Xiao Lin Kun was here, he would probably laugh at him, saying that there is a girl living in his heart.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive.

As soon as he thought of Lin Kun, Su Mianyang received a call notification from Lin Kun. He swipe the green answer button and press the speaker button.

"Sheep, are you on vacation? Come out to play?" Except for Ms. Zhao, Lin Kun is the only one around who still calls Su Mianyang, and no one else calls him that.

After he was promoted to high school, he became famous for his poor grades. Rumors spread out from nowhere that he was a good person, and he would block and beat anyone who disliked him, so that no one in the class dared to get close to him.

Su Mianyang still remembers that when Gao Yigang and Zhang Haichao were at the same table, after he was woken up while sleeping, he gave him a displeased look because he got up, which made Zhang Haichao dare not speak for a whole day , this was admitted by Zhang Haichao himself after they got acquainted with each other later.

"Where are you going?" Su Mianyang lazily replied, "How many people?"

"See you at the self-service hotpot restaurant at noon tomorrow. I'll treat you." Lin Kun sounded very excited, "Together with Xiao Yezi, he brought me a championship in this city competition."

Su Mianyang thought for a long time before he realized what the city competition was. It was an offline competition held in the city from time to time in the game played by Lin Kun.

Lin Kun loves to play games, and his dream is to be a professional e-sports player. Every day at noon and night, he ranks four hours a game without falling. It seems that he ranks very high in the game and is a great existence.

However, Su Mianyang doesn't like playing games, nor is he interested in these, but Fa Xiao likes him and supports him.

Life is already so hard and difficult, how can it be done without some obsessive pursuits to adjust the pressure?

But he doesn't seem to really like anything, he is not interested in the sports games and sneakers that boys especially like.

Thinking of this, Su Mianyang felt that he was a bit pathetic, he had never even experienced the stage where young people were obsessed with something, as if he had already entered middle age before he was young.

If the person you like can be regarded as an obsessive pursuit...

Su Mianyang was taken aback by himself, he was frightened by this sudden thought, and even more frightened by Xiao Lang's name appearing in his mind the moment this thought appeared.

Su Mianyang didn't feel well.