No need to film or live broadcast, and you can go to bed early.

Of course Ye Wan would not go against his good benefits.

After taking a shower, I put on a facial mask and fell asleep hugging my pillow.

I woke up early, changed into sportswear, and planned to go downstairs for a run.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Wen Duoyu sitting upright at the dining table writing.

When he saw Ye Wan, Wen Duoyu felt nervous for a moment.

If he wasn't here to record the show, he would be studying at school, preparing for the upcoming final exams.

But because he was naughty and mischievous, he either fought with other kids or broke the projector in the classroom. The head teacher called his parents every few days, and finally there was no choice but to let him take a leave of absence from school to develop his study habits at home.

When Ye Wan asked him about it, what should he say? Should he tell the truth and say that he dropped out of school because of mischief?

How embarrassing! She still called him Brother Yu.

A white lie, saying that he asked for leave to record the show?

But if Ye Wan knew the truth, wouldn't he think he was a liar? As Ye Wan walked along, Wen Duoyu's heart was beating fast.

The next moment, everything went dark before my eyes.

Ye Wan lowered his head and saw Wen Duoyu was writing "The Little Painter in the Snow".

“Wow…”

The female voice was surprised, "Brother Yu, you are really good. You are so young, but you are serious and self-disciplined, and you write so beautifully. You are amazing! Kids nowadays are really amazing!"

"come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened and closed, and the room fell completely silent.

Wenduoyu: ...

A person was stunned for a while, then he realized that he had been overthinking.

When I looked up again, it was ten past six.

Wen Duoyu hasn't had any serious study since the start of the school year, and he doesn't know what he can do in an hour.

But let's do as much as we can.

Looking back at the black and sloppy Ultraman Tiga standing next to the pencil case, Windu pressed the switch.

Brother Yu, your super invincible little universe has lit up another section, that's awesome!!!"

With his eyes curved, Wen Duoyu sat up straight and began to copy the new characters stroke by stroke.

In the past, I would feel pain in my hands, neck, and whole body after writing just a few words. But today, when I wrote it down carefully, I found that it only took a few minutes.

And those math problems about counting strawberries and rabbits are so simple.

Even those English sentences that seem to be everywhere in the English book were clearly taught by his mother and early childhood education teacher before he went to kindergarten.

Why do I feel like I am reading a foreign book when I am in school?

While tidying up the desk, Wen Duoyu looked back at the clock and saw that he had finished in less than an hour, so he blinked.

Doesn't that mean that he can finish the three subjects of Chinese, math and English in two days at most? Then after this recording, he can go to school when he returns to the capital, right?

If Ye Wan asks him about it later, he won't have to lie.

Wen Duoyu felt as if the heavy weight on his heart had been lifted. He breathed a sigh of relief and called Shu Yan in Room 202 before Ye Wan came back.

"Mom, when we get home, can I go to school? I won't make trouble anymore. I will study hard and prepare for the final exam seriously. I don't want to be a troublemaker or a freak!"

Shu Yan didn't sleep well the whole night, so the moment she opened her eyes, she didn't know whether the beautiful and sensible son she saw last night was just a dream.

Until this moment, my heart finally settled down, "Okay!"

Before I could ask what was going on with the freak, the phone was disconnected with a snap.

In room 201, Wen Duoyu looked at Ye Wan who pushed the door open, and his voice was so nervous that he stuttered, "You, you heard it?"

(End of this chapter)