The past wears the present-modern

Chou Mu comforted her before going downstairs.

Chou Fu sat on the chair in the study and sighed, facing his youngest son, he really couldn't beat him, he couldn't even scold him.

Suddenly, a telephone rang in the room.

Chou Fu picked up the microphone, and a female voice came from inside. Chou Fu had no impression of this voice and heard her say: "I am Qiu Youwei's head teacher, are you his father?"

"Well, yes." Father Chou was always subconsciously cautious about people he hadn't been in contact with for a long time.

"That's right. There will be a parent-teacher meeting next week. I'll call to let you know."

"Okay, thank you... Teacher." Originally, Father Chou wanted to ask, what is the surname of the head teacher?

However, thinking of the grades of the youngest son gave me a headache.

The head teacher said a few words, then said: "Then I'll hang up first, the parents of the other students haven't been notified yet." The female voice on the microphone said.

"Well, thank you teacher, I'm sorry." Father Chou said politely.

"It's okay." The phone hung up, and there was a busy tone.

When I put the microphone on, I heard a knock on the door again.

It was Fu Guan who came in.

"It's time to go now, master." Fu Guan stood aside and waited.

Chou Fu raised his wrist to look at the time on the watch, it was about the same.

"Walk."

When he arrived at the door, Chou Fu asked: "Fu Guan, if you have time next week, please spare time to attend the Promising Parents' Meeting."

Because Fu Guan lowered his head respectfully, Qiu Fu couldn't see his expression, only heard the voice say: "Okay, sir. I will find time to go next week."

It was only when he turned around to close the door that Fu Guan's expression felt distressed, the young master in this family.

Qiu Youwei, who was nestled in Chong Tianshi's place, "Ha~che."

"Ghosts can also sneeze?" Zhong Tianshi leaned his old face in front of the glass bottle, staring at the uncomfortable Chou Youwei until his whole body went numb.

"Damn, just woke up, do you want to be so scary?" Qiu Youwei got angry, but he was actually frightened by the face suddenly approaching him.

Chong Tianshi picked up the bottle and shook it in the air.

The enmity in it has been reaped.

"Sure enough, it's an illusion." Zhong Tianshi said to himself.

It was the first time Qiu Youwei realized that this old man would definitely care about everything.

Zhuo Xiaonian has already returned to the rented house near the school.

As soon as he entered the door, he rushed to the bedroom and did his homework.

He is currently a high school student, so this item must be indispensable.

Qiu Shuyun followed him at ease and closed the door, asking, "What's for lunch?"

When two people live together, there is always the problem of starting a fire, so they take turns cooking during this time.

Zhuo Xiaonian glanced at Gao Shu, resisted the feeling of dizziness and plunged in and said: "Whatever."

Because most modern food only pursues the relationship of taste, so Zhuo Xiaonian's requirements for food standards were reduced to the minimum, and in the end, as long as it can be eaten, it is enough.

When he really can't stand it, Zhuo Xiaonian will cook in person.

Qiu Shuyun put the apples on the coffee table, and glanced at the food for lunch today in the refrigerator next to it, it should be quite rich.

Take celery and tomato out of it, and walk slowly towards the kitchen.

Zhuo Xiaonian was in the bedroom, thinking about math problems. He was not very smart in the past, so when he encountered such problems, he basically wanted to die.

Holding a few questions, tossing until [-] o'clock, someone called at this time.

Zhuo Xiaonian was distracted and went to answer the phone.

Inside was Fu Guan's voice, he said: "Young master, I will go to your parent meeting next week."

The pencil that was still calculating in his hand paused for a moment, and he saw an illusory scene floating in front of him. The protagonists in it were a chubby child and the younger Fu Guan, who should have passed by promising him.

After listening to Fu Guan's babbling, Zhuo Xiaonian just responded to how the old lady was too busy to take time to attend the parents' meeting, and he didn't feel much.

After the conversation, Fu Guan was still full of sighs, the young master seemed to be getting more and more sensible recently.

Just when the phone hung up.

He heard Qiu Shuyun calling his name in the living room, got up and went out.

As for the unfinished math problems.

Zhuo Xiaonian had no choice but to wait for a while.

Then, seeing Qiu Shuyun serving dinner in the living room, he asked, "Who called you?"

"It's Fuguan, he said he will hold a parent-teacher meeting next week." Zhuo Xiaonian went over to pull out a chair and sat down, and took the meal from him.

For a moment, Qiu Shuyun felt that the parents were treating each other more favorably than others in this matter, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Although he had never liked Youwei from the beginning, he never thought that holding a parent meeting would be a blessing.

Zhuo Xiaonian took a sip of the freshly steamed white rice and said, "In three days' time there will be a promising parent meeting, do you want to attend it?"

I don't know, it seems to have annoyed the other party.

The surrounding air pressure dropped rapidly, and Zhuo Xiaonian, who was a ghost himself, felt something was wrong.

Seeing Qiu Shuyun "teng", he sat down and ate the food in front of him with his chopsticks.

However, it took only a few minutes to finish a bowl of rice, and then people took the empty bowl into the kitchen.

Zhuo Xiaonian was so frightened that his back was sweating and looked at Qiu Shuyun, what did he say?

In contrast, it would be more serious to go back to Chang'an to meet Xu Niang.

Blink of an eye to next week.

When Zhuo Xiaonian went out, he put on his shoes and asked Qiu Shuyun. "You're not going?"

He was answered by a blunt knock on the door.

Zhuo Xiaonian sat on the bus and thought, yes.

If you really want to go to the parents' meeting, it's definitely not as good as when the real person is there, what's the point of going with a fake like him?

Qiu Shuyun leaned behind the door and thought for a while.

When the parent-teacher meeting was held in the second class, Zhuo Xiaonian was wondering why Fuguan hadn't come yet, when he suddenly received a call saying that he couldn't come due to urgent business.

Although Zhuo Xiaonian was very anxious about this matter, he had no other choice, and was about to go to the head teacher to explain to her.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late." A young man in his twenties outside the door hurriedly stood at the door and apologized to the head teacher.

"Are you...the parent of class two?" The head teacher felt that the person at the door was really young, so he asked him to come in because the parent meeting was about to start.

Qiu Shuyun reported Qiu Youwei's name, saying that he was his brother, and no one in his family was free to come.

The head teacher smiled and smoothed the notebook with his hand.

Zhuo Xiaonian and a group of classmates were kicked out.

Because of Qiu Shuyun's appearance, the girls who were still in puberty whispered.

The girl who was closest to Zhuo Xiaonian station seemed to say something like her mobile phone number.

Because the time for the parent-teacher meeting is relatively long, and the teacher himself has tasks to do, so the opening remarks are only a few short sentences, and then we get to the point.

Qiu Shuyun's parents held a parent-teacher meeting when he was very young, so he also understood some procedures, and sat there quietly listening to the class teacher's speech.

Because Zhuo Xiaonian's parents were too young, there were very few people who would talk to him when the head teacher was speaking.

Parents with good grades are called by the head teacher halfway, with a smug look on their faces, as if they want to compare the people next to them; while parents with poor grades, they look ashamed and want to get under the table.

Although Zhuo Xiaonian has made progress in this semester, the head teacher only took it lightly, and mostly interacted with parents with good grades.

As for the parents with poor grades, they were more or less put aside by the class teacher.

Occasionally, Qiu Shuyun would be asked a few words, mostly young mothers would only chat with him if they liked the appearance.

Qiu Shuyun replied tepidly.

In fact, the inner contrast is huge.

He never thought that the class teacher would embarrass the parents with poor grades so much, and when he thought that he was also one of them, he could only bear it temporarily.

When the long and meaningless parent-teacher meeting ended, Qiu Shuyun's butt was almost numb. The class teacher walked out of the classroom first, and the parents with good grades flocked to him. The words in his mouth were inseparable, so please ask the class teacher to pay attention to his own. child.

The head teacher took them one by one with a smile, and then said: "There will be classes in the next semester, parents, go and do whatever you want!"

Almost half of the parents who had already arrived at the door dispersed after hearing this sentence.

And a small number of parents returned to the classroom and began to teach their children, most of the content was to embarrass the parents here today.

Qiu Shuyun stood up and moved his feet.

He saw that Zhuo Xiaonian was standing at the door.

"I'm going back first." Qiu Shuyun said to him.

In fact, Zhuo Xiaonian was a little curious about how they held the parent-teacher meeting there, because the things in his memory were incomplete.

Hearing what Qiu Shuyun said, Zhuo Xiaonian was still a little disappointed.

The two passed by.

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