In the afternoon, after Luo Zhaoguo and Liu Fang sent Luo Yu and Sun Minghao to school, they stood in the shade of a tree at the school gate, waiting. There were other parents like them nearby.
Everyone was standing around waiting, feeling bored. A middle-aged woman with short hair next to Liu Fang came over and started chatting with her, "Is it your son or daughter taking the college entrance exam?"
"Son, what about you?" Liu Fang asked back.
"I have a son too. He's in a key class. He scored 642 on the last joint entrance exam. While that's not enough for Peking University or Tsinghua University, it's good enough for other key universities." The middle-aged woman's tone was boastful. After all, not many students can score over 600. This morning, when she mentioned this, many parents asked her for advice on parenting methods, which greatly satisfied her vanity. And this afternoon, when she saw Liu Fang standing next to her, she couldn't help but come over and talk to her.
"Really? Then your son is really amazing. All the students in his class are good at studying." Liu Fang said calmly, as if she didn't understand the middle-aged woman's intention to show off.
"It's not bad. There are some more outstanding students in Class 1. By the way, which class is your son in?" the middle-aged woman continued to ask.
Liu Fang said directly: "Class 7." Although Luo Yu should not stay in Class 7 with his grades, Luo Yu insisted on it, and Liu Fang and Luo Zhaoguo did not force him. After all, with Luo Yu's grades, it would be the same no matter where he was, so there was no big deal in saying it.
But some people didn't think so. When the middle-aged woman heard this, she immediately pretended to be surprised. "What? Your son is in Class 7? I heard that class isn't very good, full of poor students. Did your son get over 300 points in the exam? Is he planning to go to a private college after the college entrance examination?"
The middle-aged woman seemed to have predicted that Liu Fang's son would not be able to get into college. She continued to speak louder and louder, and the other parents nearby looked over. The middle-aged woman's husband seemed embarrassed. He pulled the middle-aged woman and whispered, "He hasn't even finished the exam yet. Why are you saying this?"
Seeing that the other parents were attracted by what she said, the middle-aged woman spoke louder and said to her husband beside her, "What's the big deal? Class 7 is a class for poor students. I heard from Xiaohui that the scores of students in Class 7 are almost all below 300 points. I was just giving her some advice. Although the score is a little low, she can still go to a private college, right? It's better than repeating a grade. After all, repeating a grade with such a low score is useless."
Luo Yu's grades hadn't even topped 300 before. If it were in the past, Liu Fang would have been furious to hear these words. But now she knew her son wasn't incompetent, he was just too lazy to take the test. When he took it seriously, he was smarter than any student at Chongyang High School. Didn't you see how he missed a perfect score on the joint entrance exam by just four points? So Liu Fang completely ignored the middle-aged woman's fart and watched her, acting it out by herself, like a show, without saying a word.
After a long conversation with Liu Fang, who showed no reaction, the middle-aged woman grew bored and walked over to the other side, where she began bragging about her son. When everyone else showed envy and began asking for her advice, she began to loudly expound on her own parenting methods. And surprisingly, some of the parents around her actually listened intently.
"Don't worry about it. She and I are neighbors. She is just like that. She speaks without restraint. Don't take it too seriously." Another middle-aged woman standing next to Liu Fang comforted Liu Fang.
Liu Fang smiled at her and said, "It's okay, I don't care."
The bell rang, signaling the end of the exam. Within three minutes, students were already emerging. Then, more and more students followed. The middle-aged woman, who had been boasting, immediately approached a slightly overweight teenager in tracksuit.
"Xiaohui, how did you do on the exam? Are you tired? We'll go have a big meal later to replenish your energy." After saying this, he took out a tissue to wipe the boy's sweat, then turned around and introduced him to the parents who had just gathered around him, "This is my son Xiaohui."
"Hello, uncle and auntie." Xiaohui looked at the parents and greeted them shyly. A young boy with his head lowered passed by him, followed by a handsome boy with dyed blond hair.
The middle-aged woman saw the two teenagers approach Liu Fang. The blond teenager said a few words and then left, leaving the black-haired teenager talking to Liu Fang. Thinking of Liu Fang's disregard for her just now, she curled her lips in disdain, then grabbed her son and walked towards Liu Fang and the others.
"Oh, is this your son?" the middle-aged woman walked up to Liu Fang and asked.
Although she really didn't want to pay attention to her, out of politeness, Liu Fang patted Luo Yu's arm gently and said, "This is my son."
The middle-aged woman looked Luo Yu up and down, and after finding no redeeming features, she raised her chin and pulled Xiao Hui and said, "This is my son Xiao Hui. Although with your son's grades, it's impossible for him to go to college, let alone a key university, it's a rare opportunity, so it's nice to get to know him."
"No, thank you. We have something else to do, so we'll leave first." Liu Fang was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. She pulled Luo Yu to Luo Zhaoguo, and the family of three left.
"Bah, what a thing, so rude, no wonder the son he gave birth to is so useless."
The middle-aged woman's rude tone made her son Xiaohui frown, "Mom, stop talking."
"Why can't I say it? My son is better than her son. Why can't I say it? Her son is in Class 7, and mine is in Class 1, a key class. Her son's score is over 300, which means he can't even get into a good junior college, while my son is a top student who goes to a key university. How can her son compare with my son?" The middle-aged woman was very proud, and she became more and more proud as she spoke.
The students who had just witnessed the scene all looked at Xiaohui and his mother with a half-smile. Xiaohui seemed to see mockery in their eyes. Xiaohui, who was always shy, looked gloomy and said to his mother, "Yes, we can't compare. But it's not that he can't compare to me, it's that I can't compare to him. The guy just now was the top student in our grade and also the top student in the last city-wide joint exam. How can we compare?"
"What? Impossible. The person just told me that her son is in Class 7. Didn't you say that Class 7 is the worst class in the school and the test scores are all around 300 points?" The middle-aged woman didn't believe it.
"Yes, Class 7 is the worst class, but he's number one in the city, that's a fact." Xiaohui felt embarrassed by his mother and left, leaving his mother behind. The middle-aged woman's husband also left after his son.
The sons and daughters of the parents who had just surrounded the middle-aged woman also came out. Seeing the middle-aged woman laughing at Luo Yu, they all started discussing it with their parents. The parents immediately looked at the middle-aged woman with mocking expressions. The middle-aged woman's face suddenly turned red, and she was extremely embarrassed. She stamped her feet and caught up with her son, "Hey, Xiaohui, wait for me."
"Mom, who was that just now?" Luo Yu asked on the way home.
"Don't pay attention to her, she's an insignificant person." Liu Fang didn't want to mention that person anymore.
"Well, Mom, I'll cook for you tonight. You haven't tasted my cooking yet!" Luo Yu's parents have cooked for him for so many years. Tonight, he also wants to cook a meal for his parents by himself.
Luo Zhaoguo shook his head. "You take a good rest. I'll cook tonight."
"No, I'll do it tonight." Luo Yu's attitude was firm.
Luo Zhaoguo understood his son. It was difficult to change his decision, so Luo Zhaoguo no longer insisted. "Okay, let's try our son's cooking tonight to see if he has inherited our culinary genes."
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The next day, there was a comprehensive liberal arts exam in the morning and an English exam in the afternoon. The two-day tense college entrance examination finally came to an end, and then it was the teachers' turn to work.
Because the restaurant was about to open, after the exam, Luo Zhaoguo and Liu Fang went back to take care of the store. After tasting the food made by Luo Yu that night, they were both surprised. They didn't expect that their son's cooking skills were better than both of them. At the same time, they were proud of their son.
After the exam, Sun Minghao and the other two were very free, so they bought a lot of drinks and snacks and went to Luo Yu's house.
"Dear cute host, these snacks contain toxic ingredients and are not recommended for consumption. If you want to eat them, I suggest you make them yourself. This is not only healthy but also nutritious. Do you need me to search the Internet for information on making snacks for you?" The system reminds in real time.
"No need, system, I find that you seem to be more talkative recently." Recently, the system has been appearing from time to time and talking about random things. Luo Yu feels like there are several ducks bombarding his brain.
"Oh, oh, oh, host, this system is just concerned about your health. How can you be so mean to me?" The system pretended to be sad.
"You care so much that you have to nag me for a long time even when I go to the toilet or take a shower. If this is considered caring, then I think you should care less about me. Tell me, has anything happened recently?" Luo Yu has become accustomed to the system's occasional tantrums.
"I recently watched a movie in which the protagonist and his dog had been dependent on each other for survival. Later, the protagonist was hit by a car and died. The dog had been waiting for him at the place where the protagonist was hit and died. Oh, oh, isn't this movie very touching from time to time? This movie tells us that we must cherish the people around us, otherwise it will be too late to regret when we lose them. So, host, I feel that I don't care about you enough in normal times, and now I have to care about you more." The system felt more and more guilty as it spoke.
"You think you're the dog in the movie?"
"I'm wrong. I think of myself as the protagonist in the movie. If I leave one day, what will you do, my poor host?" The system burst into tears.
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