A great director who grew up happily

At school, Chen Jinnian sat in his seat, poked Qiao Yingzi in the front row, and asked, "What have you been doing these days? Why are you so sleepy?"

Qiao Yingzi lay on the desk without even turning her head. She casually raised her arms and waved them back a few times, mumbling, "Don't bother me."

Then he twisted his body and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping.

"Snapped."

Wang Yidi placed the pink thermos on his desk and whispered, "The top student is studying hard at night to prepare for the midterm exam, and you can't even tell."

"Not really. Even if she wants to stay up late to study, Teacher Song won't let her." Chen Jinnian opened the thermos, which contained porridge cooked by Wang Yidi.

Recently, Wang Yidi brings him porridge every day. Although he doesn’t know why, he enjoys it.

After taking a sip through a straw, he said, "Do you think she might have taken the wrong medicine, like Lin Lei'er, who took sleeping pills?"

"What are you imagining? Teacher Song is with her every day, how can he not see it?" Wang Yidi said, and then asked expectantly, "Is today's drink good?"

"It tastes good, even better than yesterday's." Chen Jinnian quickly praised it. As long as there was no salt in it and it was sweet porridge, he would accept it.

"Hmph, you're sensible." Wang Yidi said proudly, and then she reminded.

"Oh, my mom told me to tell you that after evening self-study, you all have to come to my house today and tomorrow. Tonight you can help me with math, and tomorrow night I'll help you with English. I happen to have two sets of English papers that Chen Hongyu wants today. His mom is..."

"Wait, wait, let's forget about English. It's enough to pass the exam." Chen Jinnian was overwhelmed when he heard that he had to take extra lessons.

"Oh, there are some interesting things to watch. I asked for them specially for you. You know his mother is an English teacher, and the questions she chose are representative." Wang Yidi frowned slightly and pushed him gently.

Seeing Wang Yidi like this, Chen Jinnian had no choice but to compromise, "Alright, I'm doing this for your sake."

The last time he made an effort to learn English was last time.

Hearing the two of them talking about English, Huang Zhitao took the initiative to hand over his notes, "Let me lend them to you. Just return them to me next week. There are also some easy-to-make mistakes exercises I copied in there, so you can take a look at them."

"Well, why are you giving this to me?" Chen Jinnian took it with some surprise. He still didn't understand what was going on.

"It's about what happened over the weekend. This is the reward." Huang Zhitao was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this.

"It's just some self-reflection. No need. Ji Yangyang has already paid for it." Knowing that the other party was asking for this, he handed the notes back, but Huang Zhitao did not take it.

"What he paid was what he paid, and what I paid was what I paid. They are different."

This statement really surprised him, so he said, "Is it necessary for you two to be so clear about the distinction?"

"Of course it is necessary." Huang Zhitao nodded vigorously. It was her idea in the first place, so she should be the one to pay the bill in the end.

Before Chen Jinnian could say anything, Wang Yidi took it, flipped through it, and said happily, "Taozi, thank you. Can I have a copy for my own storage?"

"Of course," Huang Zhitao replied, but then she became a little worried and said, "It's been three days since I submitted it, and there's no news at all."

"That's normal. I guess I won't contact them until after the exam. Don't worry, it's just a formality. No one cares at all." He replied.

What he said was true. High school teachers and principals were very busy. If it wasn't an imposed task, who would attend such a meeting to help resolve the conflict between two students?

The issue of emoticons is, after all, a personal conflict between Ji Yangyang and Fang Yifan. They insisted on elevating these to the level of school rules and regulations, requiring written reflections, and even organizing the principal and teachers to attend a meeting as observers. This was all because of Ji Shengli's identity as the district chief. How could an ordinary parent possibly enjoy such treatment?

If a student makes an emoticon, the principal and teachers need to hold a meeting to resolve the issue, and Chunfeng Middle School should be closed as soon as possible.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that their president is at the deputy county level administrative level. If it were the president of a Beijing university, who would care about Ji Shengli? He would just have to submit a self-criticism, and the school would keep a file to prove that it was a personal conflict.

In fact, even if a meeting is held, it is of little significance. The school can neither prove the source of the luxury car nor guarantee that Ji Shengli is honest and upright.

Probably to seek psychological comfort and give an explanation to the organization, to explain clearly the reasons for the production of the emoticons. As for the authenticity of the contents, other departments need to take action to investigate.

After finishing self-study in the evening and returning to Shuxiang Yayuan, Chen Jinnian asked a little nervously, "Why did your mother suddenly ask me to come over?"

"Is it sudden? I think it's normal. I often go to your place for tutoring, so it's normal for you to come to my house now." Wang Yidi pulled him, who was a little hesitant, and hurried to the elevator.

Soon they entered Wang Yidi's house. While holding Chen Jinnian's arm to change her shoes, she shouted, "Mom, I'm back."

Wang Qing came out of the kitchen with a knife, which scared Chen Jinnian.

However, Wang Qing didn't think it was inappropriate at all. She said enthusiastically, "Jinnian is here too. Come sit in the living room for a while. I'll cut some fruit for you. Oh, and there are some large slippers over there. They belong to the child's father. Wear them first. I'll buy new ones tomorrow."

"Oh, oh, Auntie, you don't have to work anymore." He said quickly.

After changing into slippers, Chen Jinnian followed Wang Yidi and walked towards the bedroom, "Hey, what are you doing?" Wang Yidi turned around and pushed him in the chest, blocking him outside the bedroom door.

"Can't I go in?" Chen Jinnian asked, looking back. The room was tidied up by Wang Qing. Various small appliances and furniture were displayed under the bright lights, but he couldn't find where he should sit.

"Not now, I need to change into pajamas, you wait on the sofa." After Wang Yidi said that, he hurriedly closed the door and looked into the room embarrassedly.

It was true that she wanted to change her clothes, and she also wanted to tidy up her room. Seeing the bra she had picked out and placed there when she changed her clothes in the morning, she quickly ran over and put it in the closet.

At the same time, he quickly tidied up his nest, especially the pile of stuffed toys, which he thought looked very nice before, but now seemed messy no matter how he looked at them.

Chen Jinnian stood outside the door and touched his nose awkwardly. He felt that since he couldn't see Wang Yidi, he was like a kite with a broken string, not knowing where to go.

"Come here, this is freshly cut watermelon, pineapple and other things. Just take whatever you like." Wang Qing came out of the kitchen again and called him into the living room.

While inviting him to eat fruit, he started asking questions.

"Jinnian, when is your birthday?"

"Are your grandparents in good health?"

"Your father usually works there."

"How many houses do you have? Do you want to buy one in Shenzhen in the future?"

All kinds of questions came up, and they were not consecutive, making Chen Jinnian feel like meeting his mother-in-law.

Just when he was getting extremely worried, the cell phone in his pocket started to vibrate continuously.

Chen Jinnian was overjoyed and quickly took out his cell phone. He saw the call he had been waiting for for a long time and had been thinking about.