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Chapter 11 Father and Son (for collection)

"Okay, Teacher Ren must have gone with his girlfriend, why @ didn't reply."

In Class [-], Grade [-] of No. [-] Middle School, the students who just finished their last class gathered around chatting with each other with their mobile phones, and were always ready to run out of class, go for a walk on the playground, or find a place to play cards .

After the last class of the second year of high school, there is a two-hour evening self-study. Most of the time it is used to help students with their homework. Of course, there are a small number of teachers who use this time to 'make up' for free After class.

However, such things as make-up lessons usually happen in relatively excellent classes, such as class one and class three.

For the group of 'abandoned' students in Class [-], the teachers have long turned a blind eye to it. As long as they behave peacefully and don't cause trouble for themselves, they don't bother to care about it.

And the students in Class Nine are too lazy to look at the teacher's face, so there are often only a few "timid" ones left in the evening self-study class to continue sleeping. until school is over.

It's not that they don't want to play truant, it's just that No. [-] middle school is more difficult to play truant, and the surrounding walls are too high.

"If you don't reply, then you won't. Anyway, he agreed to bring the hot pot." Wang Bo shook his neck and stretched.

"Brother Bo, don't you really plan to bring hot pot to Teacher Ren's class? Isn't it a bit too blatant to do so?" A thin boy hesitated.

"Success, just now you clamored for me to bring a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks, so you're going to be cowardly now." Wang Bo looked at the other party with a funny smile.

"It's not that I'm cowardly. The main reason is that we have never done this before, and I always feel that we have broken the bottom line." Li Cheng scratched his neck.

"Who said that I haven't done it before? Don't forget that the alcohol lamp was provided by your grandson at that time." Wang Bo rolled his eyes.

"But it wasn't New Year's Day at that time. It's okay to talk nonsense, but this time, the class is still live. If my dad sees it, I think you may not see me." Li Cheng still looked very embarrassed.

"Okay, you kid is afraid that your dad is famous. If you don't want to participate, just sit in the seat honestly and I'll pull other people to fight for a big table. It shouldn't affect your dad's decision-making." That's right." Wang Bo waved his hand casually.

"Now let's go out for a drive, it's time for evening self-study."

"Okay." Li Cheng nodded, and a group of students headed by Wang Bo began to walk out of the classroom.

Just then, Wang Bo's cell phone rang.

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at it, Wang Bo showed impatience on his face, and he tapped the reject button casually.

But then the second phone rang, and Wang Bo answered it unwillingly.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wang Bo's impatient voice came out.

The person on the other side was unmoved at all, with an unusually steady and magnetic voice: "I heard that you were beaten by an amateur teacher today?"

"Yes, but it's none of your business, it's my choice." Wang Bo's voice was also flat, but there was still a little impatience in the flatness.

"Okay, I'll call the program team later and ask them to eliminate this amateur guest. His name is Ren Yan, right?" The other end of the phone was still calm, but Wang Bo was a little anxious.

"you dare!"

"I'm doing it for your own good. You can study poorly, but you can't be bullied."

"Be good for me, be good for me! You say you are good for me every day, but I don't feel it at all!" Wang Bo's emotions began to fluctuate violently, and his tone revealed strong dissatisfaction.

"Being so good for me that I have been raised since I was a child, restricting my activities everywhere for my own good, and now I want to interfere with my own decision? Can you please be good for yourself next time!!"

"Wang Bo, when can you listen to what your father said?" Finally, there was a clear change on the other end of the phone: "Isn't father doing this all for you?"

"I don't need it!" Wang Bo said in a low voice.

After a few minutes of silence on the other end of the phone, there was a voice again: "Okay, I see, is the money enough?"

"Enough." Wang Bo's tone gradually softened, but his impatience became stronger.

"Me, your mother and I will return to China around next month"

"She's not my mother."

Click, after saying this, Wang Bo hung up the phone, took a few deep breaths, and closed his eyes.

Scenes of memories kept flashing in my mind.

Suddenly, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

Li Cheng sighed and spread his hands: "Oh, forget it, count me in tomorrow, go to the fucking father, the big deal is a beating, what's the big deal, who made us have a weak man who wants to cry Woolen cloth."

"Get out!" Wang Bo smiled and punched him, but finally patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you."

"Small matter, let's continue playing cards now?" Li Cheng replied with a smile.

"Let's go." Wang Bo flicked his eyes quickly, pulled his friends, and walked out of the classroom.

Europe. A certain country.

Wang Shanhai looked at his cell phone that had dimmed, and then at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sighed heavily.

"Is Xiaobo still disobedient?" A soft female voice came, and a young woman with a graceful figure and a good face came over with two glasses of red wine, and handed one of them to Wang Shanhai.

"That's right. Since her mother passed away, this child seems to be a different person. She doesn't obey discipline at all." Wang Shanhai took a sip from the glass and looked at the neon lights outside the window.

"Don't obey the discipline? I think this time, Ren Yan has quite a place in his heart. It's the first time I met him, and he beat him up, but he is still speaking for this Ren Yan, isn't he?" The woman gently kneaded Wang Shanhai's shoulder.

"You know all about it."

"It's written on your face, can I not guess it?" The woman smiled.

Wang Shanhai also smiled: "I just like your intelligence, you are much better than other girls."

"It's because they just want to treat themselves as a vase."

"Don't you want to?" Wang Shanhai looked at the other party with a teasing smile: "It's very comfortable to be a vase."

"Yeah, the kind that is so comfortable that you will be abandoned at any time?" The woman still chuckled lightly: "I don't want to be abandoned at any time, and I feel more at ease if I hold it in my own hands."

While speaking, the woman's hands moved, and Wang Shanhai's face trembled.

"However, I think you can go and meet this teacher Ren, maybe he will be a button for the harmony between your father and son." The woman skillfully let go, still maintaining a smile.

"Ren Yan, Xiaobo is so protective of the other party, so I can really meet him." Wang Shanhai nodded, and then looked at the other party with a funny smile.

"However, are you not afraid that I will neglect you after I reconcile with Xiaobo?"

"I think you will really neglect me if I discourage you from reconciling." The woman took a sip of the red wine lightly, her face flushed slightly.

"Hahaha, you~~" Wang Shuanghai laughed, and hugged the woman horizontally.

The neon lights outside the window kept flickering, gradually turning a blush.

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