The parent-teacher meeting was held as scheduled. Mr. and Mrs. Qiao fought over who would attend the meeting. In the end, Mr. Qiao gave in. Mrs. Qiao specially changed into new clothes and put on some lipstick, and went out very proudly.

"You're not going to work today? What are you doing?"

"My son has a parent-teacher meeting at school today, so he's not going to school."

"Oh, it's Yuan Jing. How did Yuan Jing do in the exam this time? Your Yuan Jing has never been a worry for you as a parent."

Qiao's mother acted modestly: "We can't worry about it even if we want to. With his father and I's education level, we can't help at all. Fortunately, this child has been sensible since he was young. Look, he got the first place in the class and the grade in the midterm exam this time."

"Wow, Yuan Jing's grades are so good? Then go quickly, your Yuan Jing will definitely be praised."

"Well, I'm leaving now."

As soon as Qiao's mother left, the neighbors started chatting again, expressing their envy and jealousy of Qiao's father and mother. No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in Lincheng. Being able to rank first in the grade in No. 1 Middle School, not to mention being able to choose the best university, Qiao Yuanjing can choose from. The Qiao couple's blessings are yet to come.

The news quickly spread in the community, especially among those families with children in school. Qiao Yuanjing became a role model for parents to educate and motivate their children. Qiao Yuanjing, who originally had little sense of existence, became the child of other people's families, especially those who were shunned by some poor students.

Mother Qiao was still smiling when she came back from the parent-teacher meeting. Although Qiao Yuanjing's grades were not bad before, she was the focus of attention this time and was surrounded by other parents asking how to teach their children. Mother Qiao felt so happy.

"By the way, Yuanjing, the parents of your new deskmate haven't come yet. I asked the person who came, and he said it was the parent's secretary. Yuanjing, doesn't it affect you to sit at the same table with him?" Mother Qiao knew that her son's deskmate's grades were terrible. The secretary who attended the parent-teacher meeting also asked Mother Qiao to let Qiao Yuanjing supervise and tutor Zhou Hengjun's homework. Mother Qiao took this matter to heart.

Since he knew the name of Zhou Hengjun's uncle last time, Yuan Jing made a special check and found out that Yao Qiongming was the mayor who was parachuted into their Lincheng. It was no wonder that Hou Xurui had that attitude towards Zhou Hengjun. If Yao Qiongming showed up at the parent-teacher meeting with that identity, he would definitely be recognized by many parents, and this parent-teacher meeting would probably lose its original meaning.

Yuan Jing thought for a moment and said, "Mom, you are talking about Zhou Hengjun, right? He is with his uncle. His uncle has just been transferred to our city. He is probably too busy with work to take his place, so he asked his secretary to take his place. Mom, Zhou Hengjun is not a bad person. He has no impact on me. The teacher also hopes that I can help him improve his grades. If he is affected, I will definitely ask the teacher to change his seat."

"That's good, Yuan Jing, as long as you know what's going on." After hearing her son say this, Qiao's mother no longer had anything to worry about. Qiao's father was even more open-minded. He ate happily while watching his son, and even helped his son pick up his favorite dishes. He emphasized, "It will be my turn to attend the next parent-teacher meeting."

"I know. You're so nagging." Mother Qiao said angrily.

Although Yuan Jing respected Zhou Hengjun's wishes and did not use academic performance as the standard for measuring everything, in Yuan Jing's opinion, Zhou Hengjun was in a rebellious period, which seemed to have something to do with his family. Therefore, the attitude towards learning was very important, so he took on the responsibility of urging Zhou Hengjun to study.

But he usually uses provocation. This guy would jump up and down and get angry if he was teased. Every day he would make sure that he finished his homework before going home. With his uncle's status, it is impossible for him to have time to go back and check on his homework.

Zhou Hengjun bit the pen and glared at Qiao Yuanjing who was concentrating on doing his homework. How did he fall into the trap of this little fox? Good habits need to be cultivated every day, not overnight, so he, who never liked to do homework, felt like there were nails under his butt at this moment.

"Brother Zhou, let's go to the newly opened bar tonight. I have made appointments with several people and are waiting for you, Brother Zhou." Hou Xurui stuck his head in from the window and said to Zhou Hengjun who was sitting at the back.

Compared to going to a bar or hanging out with Hou Xurui and the others, Zhou Hengjun would rather stay in the classroom and do his homework under the watchful eyes of the little fox. He said without even raising his head, "I have to do my homework. I don't have time."

"Hey, Brother Zhou, just ask anyone to do the homework. Or ask the guy next to you. I'll give him 100 yuan."

Yuan Jing heard it, but he didn't look at Hou Xurui, he just smiled at Zhou Hengjun. Zhou Hengjun was embarrassed and annoyed by being looked at, he raised his head and said angrily: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I said I'm busy, so I'm busy. Don't come to see me in the future!"

"Okay, okay, if Brother Zhou is not free, then he is not free. I will come and ask Brother Zhou to play next time." Hou Xurui coaxed him in a kind voice, but he glared at Yuan Jing before leaving. Wasn't this the guy who had ruined his plans twice before? He actually had the nerve to keep Zhou Hengjun in the classroom.

Yuan Jing saw Hou Xurui leaving, twirling his pen and asked with a smile: "Is the bar fun? I've never been there."

Zhou Hengjun frowned and said seriously: "It's not fun, not fun at all, it's full of smoke and dirt inside, and you're not even an adult yet."

"You and Hou Xurui are not yet adults."

"That's why I didn't agree to go with him. That guy is so annoying. He keeps buzzing around my ears like a fly. Does he think I don't know what he means?" Zhou Hengjun asked himself if he knew Hou Xurui's purpose very clearly. He came here just for his uncle, but after playing there twice, he found it boring. He might as well go with the little fox.

Seeing Zhou Hengjun's disdain for being associated with Hou Xurui, Yuan Jing's eyes turned and he reached out to knock on the homework in front of him: "This question is wrong."

Zhou Hengjun regretted it. He had just praised the little fox, but turned around and started to find fault with himself. He glared at Yuan Jing fiercely, and checked where he had done wrong. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what was wrong, but he didn't want to ask Yuan Jing because of his face.

When he was holding back his anger, a piece of paper was handed to him. Zhou Hengjun took a look at it and saw the very detailed solution steps of this problem in front of him. He decided to be generous and let the little fox go. Zhou Hengjun snatched it and snorted.

There was a smile in Yuan Jing's eyes.

After a period of investigation, Yuan Jing was able to understand Zhou Hengjun's foundation. Some of the content learned in junior high school had to be made up, otherwise he would not be able to keep up in high school. However, there was no need to worry about his English. He took the midterm test seriously last time and got 115 out of 120, which was quite good.

Yuan Jing spent some time organizing the knowledge points of each subject, and found a few corresponding exercise books, which he placed on Zhou Hengjun's desk during morning self-study. When Zhou Hengjun flipped through his notes and saw the familiar Yuan Jing's elegant handwriting, an unfamiliar emotion suddenly rose in his originally impatient heart, and sourness began to appear in his eyes.

For many years, no one has treated him so attentively. Although his uncle kept him by his side, he was busy with work and could only ask a few questions about his studies before handing him over to the school teachers.

As for his father, he only cared about his illegitimate son and disliked him for being disobedient and causing trouble. Because he had offended the sissy named Wei and made him sick, he almost tied him up and sent him to the Wei family to apologize. It happened that his uncle was transferred, so he brought him away from the capital to this small city.

He had been angry and protested. Why should he be punished and make amends? What did he do wrong? Just because the Zhou family couldn't afford to offend the Wei family, everything he did was wrong? What was the difference between taking him away from the capital and exiling him? In the eyes of others, it was either he or she who was wrong.

But the strange thing is that he, who is always irritable, feels at ease when he is with the little fox, even though he should hate people like the little fox.

He was unwilling to learn. Thinking of the big talk he had said before and the notes that Little Fox had spent so much time on, wouldn't it be a shame for him not to learn? Apart from anything else, Little Fox must be heartbroken.

Holding the notebook in his hand, Zhou Hengjun said awkwardly: "I know you like me to death, but I have a normal sexual orientation and I don't like men."

"I know. You like women, right? I will remember this." Seeing that Zhou Hengjun's ears were red but he was still stubborn, Yuan Jingshun touched him.

Zhou Hengjun snorted and took the notes and exercise book. He didn't even realize that the corners of his mouth were curled up.

***

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Yao Qiongming returned home. He and his nephew were the only ones at home, along with a nanny who was responsible for cooking and cleaning and only came during the day.

When he opened the door and found the light in his nephew's room was on, Yao Qiongming felt relieved. As long as he didn't go out to hang out with others, he was very worried about his nephew. But apart from trying his best to provide him with the best environment, there was not much he could do. Otherwise, too much discipline would make his nephew more rebellious.

Alas, it was all that bad Zhou Haiyuan. Not long after his sister passed away, he brought back the woman and illegitimate child from outside. It would be strange if the nephew didn't grow up badly in such a family. Even this time, it's really not the nephew's fault. Who knows why the son of the Wei family with a heart disease would like his nephew? He has a heart disease, but he still wants his nephew to cooperate with him? Is it because his nephew is too good-looking?

Yao Qiongming poured a glass of water and tiptoed upstairs to see what his nephew was doing. Was he playing games again?

The door was not locked. He pushed it open gently. The scene he saw made Yao Qiongming's jaw drop. His nephew was actually scratching his head while doing his homework. Was it going to rain red rain? Yao Qiongming looked out the window suspiciously. There were stars twinkling in the night sky outside.

Zhou Hengjun, who was getting impatient, turned around and saw his uncle's stupid look. He put down his pen and yelled, "What are you doing? You came back without making any sound. Don't you think it will scare people?"

Yao Qiongming smiled. This was a normal nephew. He walked over and said, "I was so careful because I was afraid I would disturb you. You're the only one who would be scared? Are you doing your homework? Didn't you finish your homework today? No, you were doing exercises."

When his uncle found out, Zhou Hengjun slammed the exercise book in front of him and said, "Why do you care about me? I just enjoy doing exercises now. I am willing to learn."

Yao Qiongming almost looked outside to see if it was raining red, and said in surprise: "Okay, okay, uncle is happy too, do you want to hire a tutor for Hengjun?"

"No need." Zhou Hengjun curled his lips in disdain. Can a tutor be as smart as a little fox? Yes, he found that the little fox actually did not spend as much time on studying as the class monitor and the study committee members, but he was very good at taking exams. He ranked first in the grade. He thought that he could leave the second place behind by a distance next time.

"Really don't want it?" Yao Qiongming tried to fight for it again.

Zhou Hengjun hesitated. If he didn't make much progress in the next exam, would he lose face in front of the little fox? He would never admit that he was stupid, but after studying for a while, he found it a bit difficult. How about giving it a try? "Then... let's ask someone to try first?"

"Okay, I'll contact someone to find you a good tutor right away." Yao Qiongming turned and left, and immediately made this happen, so that his nephew wouldn't regret it the next day. Also, the tutor can't be too rigid, how could he not know what kind of personality his nephew has? Well, it's best to have teachers for all subjects.

The tutor arrived the next evening. Zhou Hengjun listened to him for a while and felt disgusted. He felt that the tutor was far inferior to the little fox. However, wanting to see the little fox's surprised expression, Zhou Hengjun endured it. He would study hard secretly and wait for the next exam. Maybe he would see the little fox's surprised look. One day, he would be able to catch up with the little fox.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hengjun became motivated. Yao Qiongming came back early and saw his nephew studying hard with the tutor. It was rare to see his nephew so patient, and Yao Qiongming, as the eldest uncle, was pleased.

Zhou Hengjun's progress is very obvious, which can be seen from his usual homework. Yuan Jing guessed that he worked hard behind the scenes, maybe with the help of a tutor, but he didn't say anything. He occasionally showed surprise and laughed in his heart when he saw Zhou Hengjun's smug expression. However, in order to encourage him to keep working hard, Yuan Jing continued to pretend that he didn't know.

The final exam is coming soon. Zhou Hengjun, who used to be careless, treats it with an extremely serious attitude for the first time. Not to mention fulfilling his previous promise, at least he has to make a big improvement compared to the midterm exam to prove that he is not dumber than the little fox.

Three days passed in a flash, and Yuan Jing, who had come out early, was waiting for Zhou Hengjun outside. Zhou Hengjun had no patience in the past and had handed in a blank paper and come out early, but this time, he waited until the bell rang before leaving the examination room with the others.

"Yuan Jing."

Just as he was about to look for someone, he heard other people shouting and the little fox's response. Zhou Hengjun looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qiao Yuanjing. He strode over and, using his long legs as an advantage, he got to Yuanjing faster than Wei Hao, grabbed his arm and walked out.

"Hey, Wei Hao is behind."

"Wait for me." Wei Hao saw the man being dragged away by Zhou Hengjun and chased after him.

"Why are you waiting for that little fat guy? We agreed to celebrate together after the exam, and you're not keeping your word?" Zhou Hengjun turned around and glared at Yuan Jing.

"No, wouldn't it be different if we asked Haozi to celebrate together?" Yuan Jing teased him deliberately.

How is that the same? Zhou Hengjun was not happy about the fat boy joining him, but this interruption made Wei Hao catch up with him, and he complained: "Why are you running so fast? I can't run anymore."

"You are too fat. You should run more and exercise." Zhou Hengjun said with his sharp tongue.

Wei Hao didn't care at all. He often ran to the back to find Yuan Jing to do homework. It was not the first time that he was scolded by Zhou Hengjun. Besides, how could he afford to offend Zhou Hengjun with such a look?

He always had a good attitude, and said in a good mood: "Where are we going to play? The exams are finally over and we are free, why don't we find an Internet cafe and play some games."

The weather was quite cold. Zhou Hengjun, who had wanted to object, didn't want to mention any outdoor activities when he saw Qiao Yuanjing hunching his neck. However, the environment in the Internet cafe was not good. He thought that the little fox would feel uncomfortable staying in such a place, so he said, "Let's go to my house. We can play the same game there. I'll bring my uncle's laptop over so that the three of us can play together."

"Really? Your family is so well off, and your family allows you to play games?"

"Of course." Zhou Hengjun despised the little fat boy. He would not let anyone boss him around.

"Okay, let's go to your house." Yuan Jing also agreed.

The three of them called a car and went to Zhou Hengjun's house. When they arrived home, the air conditioner had been turned on and it was very warm. Yuan Jing also breathed a sigh of relief, and Wei Hao exclaimed. Zhou Hengjun's house was really big, with two floors upstairs and downstairs, but the house was empty as if no one was around.

Zhou Hengjun made a phone call on the way home, and soon after they got home, someone brought food and drinks over so that they could eat while playing games. There was only a desktop and a laptop in his room, and he brought another laptop, and sure enough, the three of them could play games online.

Zhou Hengjun had the highest level, while Yuan Jing and Wei Hao were both very incompetent, but Yuan Jing didn't care. Wei Hao was scolded by Zhou Hengjun with disdain but he still shouted that he wanted to catch up. He admired Zhou Hengjun's level so much that he almost wanted to become his disciple. Of course Zhou Hengjun would not accept him as his disciple, as he disliked the fat boy's poor level. He glanced at Yuan Jing. If Qiao Yuanjing had said this, he would definitely have accepted him without hesitation.

"Why are you looking at me?" Yuan Jing touched his face when he noticed Zhou Hengjun's gaze.

Zhou Hengjun's face suddenly became hot, and he quickly turned away, saying in a rough voice: "Your level is too poor, and you are dragging me down. You are so stupid."

"Then teach me." Yuan Jing said with a smile.

Zhou Hengjun said with reluctance: "Okay, so that you don't delay me to death again, I will teach you."

So Zhou Hengjun focused on taking care of Yuan Jing and left Wei Hao behind. What could Wei Hao do? He had to endure it humiliatingly, but soon people gathered over there to watch, and soon his voice of shouting and screaming could be heard again. This time Zhou Hengjun didn't despise him.