Because he slept until nine o'clock, Shen Yi went upstairs to study after dinner. He didn't go to the instrumental room to practice the piano until eleven o'clock.

There was a slight noise downstairs. Shen Yi looked down and saw that Shen Ke was eating in the restaurant. On the table was a palm sized cake and a cup of milk that had been drunk.

It's rare. Shen Ke is very strict and restrained on weekdays. He basically doesn't eat after 9 p.m. even if he works overtime late at night, he hasn't seen him have an extra night meal.

"Dad?" Shen Yi shouted from upstairs.

Shen Ke looked at the sound and smiled at her with a fork. "Do you want to practice the piano?"

"I slept too much today, so I stayed up late." Shen Yi looked at him carefully and found that his dark circles were particularly heavy. "My father has been very busy recently, and he always works late into the night."

"It's good to be busy for a while." Shen Ke smiled gently. "I'll advance my work to April. Then I'll have time to accompany you to prepare for the exam in May."

Then, regardless of Shen Yi's reaction, he said, "don't practice too late. I'll take you to school tomorrow."

Shen Yi finally knows why he is so busy these days. It turned out that he was saving a big move to surprise her. Shen Yi smiled and narrowed his eyes. "I have to help Chu find a blackboard newspaper tomorrow, so I have to go to bed earlier and my father goes to bed early."

Shen Ke picked his eyebrows and said yes. Then he watched her go to the instrumental room, and then destroyed his dinner.

The next day Shen Yi got up early in the morning, called his aunt and told her to roll up her sleeves and enter the kitchen when she came back at noon.

Shen Yi can't cook, but simply make a sandwich and heat up milk. Ham, fried eggs, lettuce, toast and a little salty salad dressing are perfect.

When they finished their breakfast, it was less than seven o'clock. When they drove to the school, it was not seven thirty. They ran all the way to the classroom. It was empty. They all ran to eat.

"Shen Xiaohua!" Yang Ye waved fiercely when he saw her, but he kept his voice very low.

Shen Yi looked at the sound, then threw his schoolbag and ran up. He also lowered his voice, "what can I do for you?"

Yang Ye smiled and handed her the watercolor plate. "Come and help Chu Xun lift the plate. You can go wherever he goes. It's very easy."

Shen Yi takes over, and Yang Ye makes two fake sounds at her, ha ha, and runs out of the classroom to the canteen.

Chu Xun stood on the table with a paintbrush, and his men drew lines flexibly. Shen Yi can't draw, but she can see that Chu Xun's hands are smooth and natural at one go. In addition, his arms are steady and his jaw is slightly stretched, which gives him some momentum to guide the country.

"What are you drawing?"

Chu Xun seemed to be frightened by Shen Yi's sound. When his men shook, the lines were crooked. His feet subconsciously stepped back and half of his feet were empty.

"Be careful!" Shen Yi stepped forward and reached out to help him, but when someone stood on the table, she stretched out her hand and only touched his thigh

Then Chu Xun not only didn't get helped up by him, but he shook all over, stepped on the air and fell back from the table.

The brush that Chu Xun held in his hand was scattered all over the ground, but the hand that should have held the brush was tightly covered on his leg. A handsome face turned red. Looking at Shen Yi's eyes, it seemed that there was still a flowing light, like jiaochen and angry.

Shen Yi looked at the hand he had just touched Chu Xun's thigh: "

What did I do???

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