MVP in the next examination room

Tang Ran came out at seven o'clock the next day, and added a "no kicking the door" outside.

Tang Minghua failed to catch the opportunity to deal with him. The company had something to deal with, so he left early.

Tang Ran finished washing and went downstairs to eat. After the nanny brought him breakfast, she uncharacteristically stood by and watched him eat, as if hesitating to speak.

Tang Ran was looked at awkwardly by her, so she couldn't help but raised her head and asked her, "Aunt Zhou, what's the matter?"

The nanny seemed to let out a sigh of relief, but the tightly wrung hands in front of her still revealed her uneasiness: "Well...you looked tired when you came back yesterday, I didn't...actually it didn't matter too much of……"

Tang Ran was confused by her: "What's the matter?"

"That's it..." Aunt Zhou stammered for a long time, "My son who is in the fifth grade in the boarding school will be promoted to junior high school next year. He thinks the dormitory is too noisy, so he really can't get in... Although the grades are no longer considered when entering junior high school, but the grades are different. Ben still has to watch, he..."

Tang Ran didn't have the patience to listen to her so much: "You can just talk about the matter directly, and you don't need to explain it in such detail."

Aunt Zhou blushed: "Well... his school is quite close to the villa. I think there are quite a lot of vacant rooms in our house, so I just want to ask, do you mind if he stays at home for a while..."

Tang Ran was stunned.

Aunt Zhou looked at his face and carefully explained: "For the past few months, he will leave immediately after the entrance exam... He is very obedient, doesn't make trouble, and is usually very quiet, and will never disturb your study..."

Tang Ran lowered his head and took a sip of porridge, then smiled: "Okay, let him come."

After thinking about it, I added: "Anyway, I don't usually study."

Aunt Zhou let out a long sigh of relief, rubbing her hands together, with a smile on her face: "Thank you, thank you, that's great. When I went to see him today, I told him that I really appreciate you and Mr. Tang... "

Tang Ran paused while holding the spoon: "My dad?"

"Oh, I asked him last night, and Mr. Tang said yes." Aunt Zhou quickly added, "But if you mind... I will definitely not let him come over."

Aunt Zhou stayed at Tang's house for a long time, and she has a better understanding of the temperament and character of the father and son. Seeing that Tang Ran was in a good mood, she couldn't help but say a few more words about what happened last night: "Sir, although he is busy, he usually His temper may be a little irritable, but he also cares about you. Last night..."

But Tang Ran didn't like to hear this.

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, put down the tableware and said softly, "Aunt Zhou, it's running out of time, I'm going to school."

There are no classes on Saturday and Sunday, but there is a "voluntary choice" full-day self-study, once every other week.

Although there was no morning self-study today, the students all looked more sluggish than they were on school days.

"How was your day yesterday?" Li Hong, one of the twins, yawned, "My mom went back to talk to me at 12:30...my dad didn't tell Li Han anything, if he had known, he would have let me know Mom has gone to Li Han's class."

"Forget it, brother Hong," Fang Yuting borrowed the mirror of the girl at the front desk to take a look at the two huge dark circles under her eyes, and then weakly taunted her deskmate, "Your dad has finished the prescription for you, and I have to talk to you when I go back. .”

Li Hong looked at her panda eyes and was taken aback: "Sister Ting, what's wrong with you, a parent will tell you to haggard like this."

"That's not true," Fang Yuting handed the small mirror to the front table, and said with a dejected expression, "Who hasn't been scolded until midnight... I haven't tasted the taste of saliva to wash my face for several years."

"You guys are such a big deal." As soon as Tang Ran opened his mouth, everyone immediately turned their expectant eyes to him, waiting to hear about this tragic experience.

As a result, Tang Ran raised his chin in the direction of Qin Shuo: "Look at Qin Shuo, his face is swollen."

Not to mention that few people have noticed, Qin Shuo in the last row wrapped himself in a scarf like the Michelin logo, his slightly exposed half of his face was really swollen and tall.

Jin Luo couldn't help asking: "Brother Ran, how are you? I heard that your father didn't look very well when he left..."

"Me?" Tang Ran leaned against the edge of the podium, casually raised the corners of her mouth, "I'm fine. What can he do to me?"

"Brother Wow Ran," Jin Luo envied, "Awesome, your dad can even bear this?"

Tang Ran: "..."

He killed Jin Luo with a sharp eye, and then went to knock on the podium: "Friends on the other side of the mountain, how did you go back last night, let's chat."

Yuan Che's temples hurt like needles, and he didn't want to speak at all.

Tang Ran had neither eyesight nor memory, so he tapped on the edge of the podium twice with his fingers: "Little White Tiger, are you there?"

Yuan Che barely supported his head, grabbed a thick pen from the pen bag, and threw it in Tang Ran's direction: "Don't look for a beating, get out."

Those in the first few rows who heard this sentence stared round, waiting for the start of the martial arts competition.

As a result, Tang Ran dodged sideways, accurately avoided the flying pen attack, and said in his mouth, "Tsk, this little temper is awesome."