That week chart is obviously waiting for the night home people to ask this sentence.

"Good question!" Zhou Tu clapped his hands and pointed to the huge red list. His face was very colorful: "look who the number one scholar is!"

Some good people read out the name of the top candidate immediately.

"Zhou... Jun... Strong..."

"yes!" Zhou Tu's face was even more excited, and the flesh on his cheek shook a few times: "Zhou Junqiang, it's the dog's name, haha."

At this moment, the eyes of people around him changed immediately.

"It turned out that he was the father of the number one scholar in the county. He was impolite."

"What kind of secret recipe does this guy have? Share and share it. I will let my daughter learn from you

Under the red list, an instant sensation.

Those parents whose children have not yet taken the college entrance examination are still pestering with the weekly chart for advice on their parenting experience.

The Zhou chart seems to be the existence of the stars and the moon.

Night several people look at one eye, are some at a loss.

They won the champion, even if ye Hong finally found out the results, he was not the opponent of Zhou Junqiang.

It seems that this evil breath will be swallowed by force.

Only night Hong's face is calm, a light look at the achievements of Zhou Junqiang's name.

682。

A good score.

"Dad, what are you doing here?"

Outside the crowd came a soft voice of youth.

I saw a gentleman with glasses and a school uniform, frowning at the weekly picture.

"Junqiang, you're here just in time."

Zhou Tu excitedly took the teenager into the crowd: "come on, Dad, introduce an old friend of dad to you."

His mouth is full of complacency, a finger night Xiao way: "quickly call night uncle."

To my surprise, Zhou Junqiang didn't even take a look at his eyes, but said impatiently, "Dad, don't waste time here.

Just now, principal Yue told me to go back to school and said that the 100000 scholarship granted to me by the Education Bureau has arrived. Let me get it. You'd better go with me as soon as possible. "

As soon as Zhou Junqiang's words came out, people around him immediately took a breath of cool air.

Then he looked at Zhou Junqiang with eager and envious eyes.

Zhou Tu saw this, but also proud to straighten out his chest, provocatively looked at Yexiao: "Yexiao, did you hear that? Can your son do it? "

An Xiaoying can't bear to be bullied and insulted by her husband. She is about to swing her sleeve back, but she is gently pulled by night Hong.

"Give it to me, mom."

When I look at the corner of my eyes, I pick up a little bit.

Seeing an Xiaoying back, ye zhinuo was puzzled: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"Give it to your brother. From your mother's experience, once the boy shows this expression, someone will suffer."

Yexi sighs silently beside him and looks at Zhou's father and son with sympathetic eyes in advance.

But night Hong is suddenly thrust to night weave a thing, and quietly ordered a few words in her ear.

The night weaves Nuo Eye Bead son to stare more and more big, to night Hong Gao to erect thumb: "elder brother, you are really unique!"

Then he laughingly pulled the night stream to the opposite side of the square.

On this side, Zhou Tu saw that ye Jia fell into silence. He felt that he had finally suppressed Yexiao. His heart was quite happy.

However, he is not satisfied.

Zhou Tula pulled impatient Zhou Junqiang, patted his chest and said, "Jun Qiang, don't worry, dad has a surprise for you."

With that, he made a phone call.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like