Chapter 003
He opened his eyes in fright and heard a series of knocks on the door. Song Yan stood at the door excitedly, looking at his father with shining eyes.
"Dad, get up and eat. Lanlan made a lot of delicious food."
He was very happy because today was his first day to go to school with his father. Although he didn't like going to school, he wanted to leave a good impression on his grandfather.
Song Linye, who didn't want to move at all, opened his mouth and said, "Fuck, my little dad has never cooked for me many times."
The strong feeling of hunger finally pushed him up. After finishing his meal, he looked at his father with a dark face, showing the last bit of stubbornness.
"Little Dad, we really can't let Song Yan go to Han University."
Song Lan looked at Song Linye with a dark face, with nothing but a blank expression on his face. Finally, Song Linye gave in and curled his lips and frowned, "Okay, I get it." Then he irritably pulled out his school uniform from the sofa and put it on, then turned around and went to school.
Before I even stepped into Class 9, I heard Lu Dan roar, "Song Linye, how many times has this happened?"
Song Linye looked at the exasperated director in front of him, sighed, and said calmly, "Dad Zhao, this is because we've wasted some time bringing the new students to school."
Zhao Gang sneered, his eyes as sharp as a torch, "I'll let you go this time. Hurry and take people to the Academic Affairs Office."
Without even looking at the person behind him, he turned and left. He didn't have the time to deal with this person right now, so he turned around and went outside, humming a cheerful tune.
Song Linye looked at his "son" in front of him with a meaningful look in his eyes, and he just felt embarrassed. Damn, it was so embarrassing.
In response, Song Yan lowered his eyes, said nothing, and followed Song Linye. To be honest, he really didn't know how to chat with this 19-year-old father.
"Big Dad."
"Ah" Song Linye, who appeared calm but was anxious inside, was sweating profusely. He thought to himself, wasn't everything fine just now? Why did he start talking again?
"Dad Song, why are you here? I thought you weren't coming today."
Zhou You suddenly rushed out and grabbed Song Linye's neck. Song Linye kicked him directly, "AA relationship is illegal."
Zhou You covered his sore buttocks, feeling aggrieved. He rubbed his buttocks and then his nose. Song Yan said, "Hello, Uncle Zhou."
There was an unconcealable smile in his eyes. Zhou You felt his scalp tingling when he heard the name. He pointed at his nose in disbelief, then looked at Song Linye who was laughing at him. He raised his fist to face the face that was basically identical to Song's father's, but he didn't know where to start.
"Oh shit."
He cursed angrily and ran to the other side of Song Linye, "Dad Song, who is this guy? Could he really be Uncle Wen's illegitimate son?"
Song Linye raised his lips, his eyes couldn't help but be cold, "Say it again if you have the guts."
Zhou You suddenly shuddered, and seeing this, he quickly shook his head and laughed foolishly, "Father Song, then this is your distant relative..."
He shook his head again. That’s not right. This man looks like Uncle Wen, but the problem is, isn’t Uncle Wen an only child?
Seeing Uncle Zhou start to think divergently again, Song Yan pulled his dad and turned to leave, thinking to himself, no wonder he is the one who won the Best Director Award for five consecutive years, this talent may come late but it has arrived.
After coming out of the Academic Affairs Office, Song Linye went to collect school uniforms and textbooks for people with a gloomy face.
Looking at Song Yan who looked relaxed next to him, he squinted his eyes, full of dissatisfaction. Now he finally understood why no one wanted to be an alpha, but wanted to be an omega, so that they don't have to do anything. He didn't have to think about him, with his muscular body just to do hard labor for his own son.
Before they even stepped into the classroom, they were blocked by a group of people at the door. Seeing Song Linye sitting there obediently holding a thick stack of books, they were so shocked that they picked up their phones to record this magical scene.
Just as I pressed the shutter button, a deathly voice sounded from behind me, "Hand over your phones."
Everyone turned their heads stiffly, regretting what they had done, and prayed in their hearts that Father Zhao would calm down and not take his phone.
"Is it true that I can't handle you guys? Ah, I just went out to pick someone up, and you guys are making a scene!"
Song Yan looked at Jiang Chengyan behind him, frowned slightly, and rolled his eyes at his hypocritical smile. If he hadn't been bullied for sixteen years, he would have really believed it.
Seeing the two of them making faces at each other, Song Linye pulled them behind him and said, "Director Zhao, I have a bunch of things in my hands. Let me go in and put them down first."
Zhao Gang waved his hand.
After the class, everyone was listless. An English class without cell phones was as unbearable as a Chinese class without passing notes and a math class with students sleeping.
As soon as the get out of class was over, a bunch of people gathered around, staring at Song Yan like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, "Song Yan, Song Xiaoyan, are you really a relative of Song Dad? I don't think you are."
"Yeah, look at you, you're so well-behaved and cute, and most importantly, you're a little O. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like Father Song's relative."
Song Linye slammed his palm on the table, and swept his lion-like eyes over everyone, "Enough is enough, get out."
He was so upset. Why couldn't he be a relative? Not only was he a relative, he was also his son.
During class, seeing Song Linye's depressed look, Song Yan found it funny and handed him a note that read, "They are just envious. I am your son."
The last two words have not been emphasized in black, so if you don’t look carefully, you really can’t see them.
However, looking at the words on the note, Song Linye turned around vigilantly and looked around. Seeing nothing unusual, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, this was his son. His emotional intelligence was not inferior to that of his father. Hahahahahahahahaha.
Seeing Song Linye acting crazy, Song Yan couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that the guy who smashed a hundred or eighty buildings to get into Nanjing University was really stupid.
I started writing and drawing on the paper, and soon the whole paper was covered with cute and brainless tigers, some of which were acting cute and coquettish, some were fierce, and some showed their claws.
Looking at the tiger above, he quickly turned to the next page and pursed his lips.
Close your eyes and continue thinking about what happened during this period.
Song Linye, who was sitting next to him, saw his son closing his eyes, and wondered if he didn't sleep well last night, so he considerately pulled the curtains. They were sitting in the last row, and the light from the window in front just happened to shine on Song Yan's face. Song Linye raised the book to block Song Yan's head in dissatisfaction.
"Swish" a half-written short section of chalk hit Song Yan's forehead. Seeing that the chalk was about to fall on his head, he quickly reached out to catch it, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the Chinese teacher's face with dissatisfaction, without saying a word.
"Song Linye! And your deskmate, each of you will have a corner on the back blackboard."
Song Yan, who was woken up by the noise, still had confusion in his eyes. He looked at his father who was standing next to him to shade him from the sun and asked, "What's wrong? Dad?"
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