Mr.president, you are too gentle

His right hand holding a cell phone, close to his ear, almost with a bit of piety to listen to this song.

There hasn't been answering the phone for a long time. Cheng shaozhao is not in a hurry. The left hand beats rhythmically on the knee, quietly listening to the bell in the mobile phone, while calculating the time.

At this time, Fu Xiaoxiao had arrived at Xu Longnan's house with no danger at all. Fortunately, Xu Longnan's home is very close to Jingyuan. It didn't take much time to toss about like this.

When I pushed the door in, the house was empty except for the dripping sound of the microwave oven. Fu Xiaoxiao looked up carefully and looked away. Sure enough, he saw only a full table of breakfast, but no one else.

Xu Longnan carefully observed her partner's movements, and immediately patted her head. He said, "you girl said he's not at home. What's the matter with this cautious appearance? Are you afraid of him, a yellow haired boy?"

"He is not a yellow haired boy." Fu Xiaoxiao was attacked by his friends. He was not angry, but slightly relieved. Low in saying, seems to be talking to himself, but also seems to be refuting Xu Longnan.

Xu Longnan was forced by his mother to learn all kinds of musical instruments, from harmonica to piano. Xu's mother worked hard to dig a little virtuous virtue that should belong to girls.

However, Xu Longnan was born with incomplete pentatonic, which is a life and death existence for those musical instruments. Always playing the piano, he couldn't listen, so he stuffed his ears with cotton and pulled numbly.

Finally, when the neighbor came to the door for the seventh time, Xu mother sighed and listened to the piano sound of her daughter upstairs like killing a pig. I have to admit that Xu Longnan really doesn't have any music talent, which makes Xu Longnan a way to live.

This experience is also a gloomy memory of childhood, but it does not bring little benefits. At least at that time, Xu Longnan's ears were extremely sensitive.

In junior high school, when I hid in my room and secretly read romantic novels, my ears stood high. The sound of someone stepping on the stairs could be heard from a distance. Even after a long time, she could tell whether it was her father, mother or servant.

If it were his mother, Xu Longnan immediately stuffed the novel into the drawer. He pretended to sit in front of his homework and drew something with a pen.

Every time Xu's mother opens the door, she sees the scene like this. She knows that her daughter is gifted and stupid, but the good thing is that she knows to work hard the day after tomorrow. Xu's mother also felt that a big stone had fallen slightly in her heart, and secretly took it to the door with a little more satisfaction.

Knowing her daughter's hard work, Xu's mother often sent supper in the middle of the night. Or hot milk or stewed spare ribs soup for a day, for fear that the daughter will be hungry when she studies hard.

These three and four movements, but the tossing of Xu Longnan is not light. When she read the novel, she had to be 12% vigilant for fear that the door would be suddenly opened.

As a result, Xu Longnan's ears became more and more sensitive. Coupled with her caution, she had never been found by her mother.

Just being served with soup all day and all night, Xu Longnan didn't put much thought on his study at all.