Chapter 173

Lu Xingyan pursed her lips, not knowing what to do with Song Linye for a moment.

At this moment, Lu Xingyan noticed the first person rushing over.

"Song Linye, stop messing around. I still have to remember the rankings."

Song Linye bit the soft flesh in his mouth, feeling dissatisfied, "Why?"

“…”

Lu Xingyan looked at Song Linye with a look of no reason, a glint in his eyes, "No reason."

As Song Linye jumped down, he said, "Why do people run so fast nowadays?"

The first place winner's eyes lit up when he heard these words accidentally. This was recognition from the top student of Nanjing University.

The whole person feels as sweet as if he is soaked in a honey jar.

After the sports meet, Qin Huan kept Song Yan.

"Brother Yan, I need your help with something."

There was confusion in Song Yan's eyes. Everyone else said they were leaving first, and then Song Yan was the only one left.

"What's wrong."

Qin Huan's eyes were cunning, like a victorious fox, "I have a parent-teacher meeting to attend."

"Oh, what happened to the parents' meeting?"

Song Yan suddenly realized, "You mean you want me to hold a parent-teacher meeting for you?"

Qin Huan nodded under his incredulous gaze, "That's right."

"That's right..."

Song Yan pointed at himself and said, "I can't even hold a parent-teacher conference for you. You should hire someone to do it yourself."

The boomerang finally landed on his head again.

Qin Huan frowned at the familiar words, "No, we can't do such a thing as betraying our teacher and ancestors."

"...I'm not bullying my teacher, am I?"

Song Yan was unable to refute and could only follow Qin Huan into the familiar yet unfamiliar classroom.

Parent-teacher conferences are just as boring whether they were held twenty years ago or twenty years later.

Song Yan supported his chin with one hand and listened to the voice of the irritable sister above.

Sun Yuanyuan cleared her throat and her eyes fell on Song Yan, who felt like sitting on pins and needles.

He feels so uncomfortable.

Why does he need to attend a parent-teacher conference?

After scanning the entire classroom, Sun Yuanyuan had a rough idea in her mind.

Looking at Qin Huan's eyes, I felt more and more distressed. Could this be the legendary fate of a son from a poor family being crowned as a noble?

What I am saying is nothing more than that those who are already in their third year of high school must study hard and lay a good foundation in order to avoid detours in the future.

Looking at the classroom style in the video, Song Yan felt a pang in his heart, "Little childhood sweetheart."

"Brother Yan."

Looking down, Song Yan saw Qin Huan sitting quietly cross-legged at his feet. When he raised his head, his heart and eyes were full of him.

Song Yan pursed his lips and said, "Let me ask you, why is it that you are the only one in the video that says sleep sleep sleep."

Qin Huan's face was full of bitterness. "Is that so?"

His brows were furrowed, his hands were twisted behind his back, and he blinked his eyes but didn't look at Song Yan. He would not tell the truth.

I held my head high, as if to say, "I'm not going to listen. If you have the guts, slap me."

The squad leader in the back row was watching with great interest. He was like the lazy Qin Huan. When he knew Song Yan was there, he kept rushing over and wanted to participate in every competition.

They are still so lawless at the parent-teacher conference.

Adhering to the educational method that requires care, patience and love, Song Yan gritted his teeth and smiled kindly.

"Okay, I understand."

"?" Qin Huan's eyes were filled with confusion. What did he know? He knew.

Waited

In the last part, Song Yan stared blankly at the words on the big screen.

[Please invite Qin Huan's parents to come to the stage and give a speech.]

Song Yan pointed at Qin Huan and asked, "What's going on?" He seemed to be gritting his teeth.

Qin Huan shook his head, "I don't know, this was done by the squad leader."

Watching a play

The squad leader was suddenly called out, and why is my business also involved?

With a confused look on his face, he looked up at the big screen above and nodded. It was over. He seemed to have forgotten something.

He buried himself in embarrassment, and his uncle behind him suddenly pushed the squad leader.

The voice was evil and charming, "What's wrong, Xiao Nuonuo?"

With a fierce look in Xiao Nuonuo's eyes, "I'm telling you, stop calling me Xiao Nuonuo."

"Oh." My uncle was playing with a pen in his hand with a funny look, and there was a look of indifference in his eyes.

"Mo Ci!"

"Here, you little bastard, you're so disrespectful..."

Tang Cheng gritted his teeth and looked at this idiot uncle with dissatisfaction in his eyes, "Stop pretending to be an elder in front of me!"

The irritable sister who was talking about the class monitor's eloquence on the stage was now completely irritable.

Call the roll and call the deputy monitor next door.

The squad leader looked at Mo Ci in front of him with fire in his eyes, and lowered his voice, feeling aggrieved, "Are you sick?"

Mo Ci was not angry even though he was scolded.

The smile was so warm and cool.

After Song Yan came down clumsily, he was completely stunned.

This was the first time that he attended a parent-teacher meeting as a parent. This painful lesson taught him, Alexander, that he should not casually become a parent of top students in the future.

As soon as Sun Yuanyuan finished saying that the parent-teacher meeting was over, Song Yan ran out like a gust of wind, without being brought with him at all.

After running all the way to the bottom of the building, Song Yan shook his cold body with fear in his eyes. He didn't know why, but he always felt like a weasel was holding a knife to his neck and was about to kill him.

"?" After hearing what Qin Huan said, Qin Huan's face was complicated. "What did you say?"

Qin Huan looked puzzled, "Brother Yan, that's not the case. The parent-teacher conference is over."

It’s all over…

Song Yan slapped Qin Huan directly in the face. There was no sound, just like someone slapped him.

"You're so mean. You just told me to attend the parent-teacher conference for you, but why do you have to give a speech now?"

Qin Huan blinked, "Doesn't this just prove that I'm better?"

Excellent individual...show.

Song Yan took a deep breath. The parent-teacher meeting was almost over, so he stopped being angry.

After Song Yan comforted himself, he saw Qin Huan looking at him with an application form.

Holding the application form in one hand and a black ink pen in the other.

Looking at Song Yan with shining eyes, "Brother Yan~"

"Don't use squiggly lines when speaking to me."

"Oh." Qin Huan nodded, "I see." If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why are you so fierce?

He handed the list in his hand further towards Song Yan with a feeling of grievance.

"Brother Yan."

Song Yan picked up the list in his hand and the more he looked at it, the more uneasy he felt.

"no."

"Why not?" Qin Huan suddenly raised his voice. "Why not? I live off campus, but it doesn't mean I won't go to school."

The more I spoke, the more aggrieved I felt, and I was almost about to cry.

Seeing Qin Huan about to cry, Song Yan felt a headache and said, "Stop crying. If you cry again, I won't sign for you."