Living Next To The Male God

Xia Ye was engaged in study during the day and computer at night, and the little time in the gap between them had to squeeze out to work, and dark circles soon surfaced.

Tang Hongjun was even more moved after seeing it.

He felt that although the child looked relaxed during his tutoring, he would definitely stay up late to review when he went back at night!

Before going to bed in the evening, Tang Hongjun also talked about this topic with his wife, feeling very emotional: "Xia Ye, this child is really good, don’t look at him not saying much, in fact, he worked very hard. I remembered the time when I went to school. It just arrived. I’m not familiar with anything abroad, and I’m afraid of not learning well, so I can only stay up late and work overtime to make up for the progress."

Chen Suling was sitting next to the bed applying face cream, and she heard a smile: "You didn't tell me that before. You said that you always take the first place and you were squeezed out by classmates. Ask me if there is any way to relax. "She glanced at her husband and teased him, "I said I asked you to take less points in the exam. You are reluctant to get a scholarship. You haven't agreed yet!"

Tang Hongjun blushed and was a little embarrassed: "Didn't I chase you back then? I don't know what to say."

Chen Suling was still laughing.

Tang Hongjun also laughed and said, "I write to you, and I only get a reply after more than a month, and you don't praise me, so I can only say it myself..."

Chen Suling nodded and said: "Praise you, if you make Xia Ye the best in the school this time, I will praise you well."

"Do not worry!"

She was more delicate than her husband, and she told him, "Send him some counseling books. Don't give too expensive things. Learn from teacher Xia. The oranges he gave to Xiaoyu these past two days are still alive when she sleeps at night. My son said that Teacher Xia is good! A boy of Xia Ye’s age has self-esteem (strong qiang) and he does not want to be funded by others. We owe Teacher Xia the favor, and we can only repay it with favor."

Tang Gong was in high spirits and patted (chest xiong) to ensure the completion of the task.

The two families are very close now. Teacher Xia (shen) is in poor health and has been recuperating at home. The child next door follows him every day like a little tail. The relationship between the two is so good that Tang Hongjun’s father can’t help being jealous. . On the other side, Xia Ye followed Tang Hongjun's frantic questions. No matter how unspoken (sexual xing) son met the enthusiasm of the Tang family and his son, he gave in.

Xia Ye came to study next door at night, slowly adding a small bench beside him.

Tang Jinyu didn't know when she started, and moved her small bench to Xia Ye's side, and followed him to write "homework".

The child’s homework is much simpler. He writes "1234" seriously while holding a notebook. His fingers are not strong enough, and he stumbles to write Arabic numerals there. As long as Xia Ye has studied, he will write it for as long as he does.

The two people, one big and one small, stay together for a long time, and the intersections increase.

Sometimes Xia Ye would check his "homework", and simply boasted a few words, and he could see the child happily spinning around. Sometimes the child was bolder and would rush to hug his leg and laugh twice. Then ran away.

Xia Ye didn't understand what this meant at first. When he went home and chatted with his dad, Teacher Xia happily said, "That was him showing you good. Now there are only three people who take the initiative to hold the legs, and his parents will add One me, you are the fourth one! Next time he gets closer, you will hug him."

Xia Ye agreed, but he didn't agree with it in his heart.

There are only three or four people the little idiot can see now, and it's no surprise that he would think he is good.

Even though he thought so, he would still put a candy by the window every morning and evening when he passed by next door.

Tang Hongjun coached Xia Ye for more than half a month. During a mock exam, Xia Ye took the first place in the class without any suspense.

After the head teacher saw his grades, his face was full of joy. This grade is absolutely stable!

A teacher from a neighboring class saw it and looked through it, and said strangely: "I remember that Xia Ye got a middle and upper grade. Why is it so good this time?"

The head teacher mysteriously said: "That is, he found a very good person for counseling, let me tell you, this time our class is going to be a small champion in the high school entrance examination."

The teacher in the neighboring class smiled reluctantly with a thermos cup in his hand, "So confident, then Wen Hao in our class is under pressure. Someone is competing with him for the first place in the school."

The head teacher shook his head and said, "More than that."

After he finished speaking, regardless of the teacher's reaction, he left with red light.

More than the whole school, he is already expecting Xia Ye to be admitted to the district first and the city first!

He didn't doubt that Xia Ye's other subjects would follow along with him—just kidding! They Tang ?`The Tomb of Renye 　 worry about the mane and more phlegm traces 　 Cai Kaiqian 　 Squid Ren play 　 bad 愠踔 weapon trouble 　 read 吭趺 pure 赡 Futan slowly br/>

It's just that this kind of success cannot be replicated. After the head teacher was happy, he was a little embarrassed. He (touched Mo) (touched Mo) the paper, feeling that the change of a person's fate really depends on opportunities.

Xia Ye was praised at school, and when he returned home, he was praised by parents again.

Among them, Tang Hongjun was the happiest and kept complimenting him. The children following him clapped enthusiastically and looked up at him like a hero, with a look of admiration!

Tang Hongjun set up a table of food at home, and personally cooked some good dishes for Xia Ye.

Teacher Xia couldn't stay free, so she went to the kitchen to help. The three adults in the family were talking and laughing in the kitchen, but Xia Ye and Tang Jinyu were sitting outside in the living room.

Xia Ye is the one who washes the dishes at home, and the kitchen is really not the place where his skills are used, so he sits on the sofa to help watch the children.

The child was too obedient, and sat there looking at him without blinking.

Xia Ye saw the glass jar with sugar cubes on the coffee table. It contained half a jar of peanut nougat, packed in blue (color) small squares. He looked very familiar, and they were all the kind he gave to children.

Xia Ye paused and asked, "Don't like this?"

"like!"

"Why don't you eat it?"

"Mom said you can eat half a piece a day~"

Xia Ye opened his mouth and put the words back. The child was in a long body, and it was true that he could not eat too much candy, and it was not good for his teeth.

The little fancier sitting next to him was still trying his best to praise him: "Brother, the candy you gave is the best, better than chocolate! I can't bear to finish it~"

Xia Ye was held by him and nodded without knowing why, "I will buy you other things next time."

"What are you buying?"

"...Sugar, or chocolate?"

"Wow--!"

Xia Ye sat with him for a while, already thinking about where to buy chocolate tomorrow.

There was a knock at the door. Tang Jinyu wanted to see, but when he got off the sofa, he couldn't stand and knocked down. Xia Ye was shocked. He stretched out his hand to protect his head, but he forgot to wear a watch on his hand. Tang Jinyu sturdily stumbled with his watch, making a crisp sound.

Xia Ye thought to himself, broken, his dial is made of stainless steel.

Looking at the thick carpet in the living room of the Tang family, he felt even more guilty.

The child with his head knocked red was still stupid, and he didn't react when he was held by Xia Ye. It took a while before he reached out (touching Mo) his forehead. Xia Ye stopped him and didn't let him stumble, and he wouldn't coax the child to cry now. He didn't know what to think, and he didn't know what to think.

Tang Jinyu: "???"