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

In Class 9, Grade 2, No. 3 Middle School, the students who had just finished their last class gathered around chatting with each other on 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.

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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 also a small number of teachers who use this time to 'make up' for students for free.

After class.

However, make-up classes usually happen in relatively outstanding classes, such as Class 1 and Class 3.

For this group of 'abandoned' students in Class 9, the teachers have long turned a blind eye. As long as they stay calm and don't cause trouble for themselves, they don't bother to care.

And the students in Class 9 are too lazy to look at the teacher's face, so there are often only a few "timid" students left in the late self-study class who continue to sleep, and some bold ones just find a place to brag, or play cards in the sports department until

until school is over.

It's not that they don't want to skip school, it's actually that it's more difficult to skip school in No. 3 Middle School because the surrounding walls are too high.

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

"Brother Bo, are you really planning to bring hotpot to Teacher Ren's class? Isn't it a bit too blatant to do so?" A relatively thin boy hesitated.

"Okay, just now you were clamoring for me to bring a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks, so why don't you give up now?" Wang Bo looked at the other party with a funny smile.

"It's not that I'm a coward, it's mainly because we've never done this before, and I feel like it's a bit beyond the bottom line." Li Cheng scratched his neck.

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

"But it's not New Year's Day then. It's okay to be ridiculous, but this time, the class is still live broadcast. If my dad sees it, I think you may not be able to 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 your seat and I can invite others to share 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 for a ride. It's time for self-study in the evening."

"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.

When he took out his cell phone and looked at it, Wang Bo looked impatient and casually clicked to reject the call.

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

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

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

"Yes, but it's none of your business, it's my own choice." Wang Bo's voice was also very calm, but there was still a bit of impatience in this calmness.

"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 this for your own good. You can be poor at studying, but you can't be bullied."

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

"You are so good to me that I have been left alone since I was a child. You have restricted my activities everywhere for my own good. Now you want to interfere with my own decisions? Please do it for yourself next time!!"

"Wang Bo, when will you listen to father?" There was finally 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's voice was low.

After a few minutes of silence on the other end of the phone, there was a voice again: "Okay, I understand, do you still have enough money?"

"That's enough." Wang Bo's tone gradually softened, but his impatience became even stronger.

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

"She is 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 through my mind.

Suddenly, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

Li Cheng sighed and spread his hands: "Oh, forget it, count me in tomorrow, go to the damn dad, the big deal is just a beating, what's the big deal, who let us have a weak person who wants to cry?

Woolen cloth."

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

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

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

Europe. A certain country.

Wang Shanhai looked at his dimmed mobile phone, then looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and sighed heavily.

"Xiao Bo, are you still disobedient?" came a soft female voice. 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.

"Yes. This child has become a completely different person since her mother passed away. She doesn't obey discipline at all." Wang Shanhai took the wine glass and took a sip while looking at the neon lights outside the window.

"Aren't you disobeying discipline? I think this time Ren Yan has quite a status in his heart. It's obviously the first time he met him and he even beat him up, but he is still speaking for this Ren Yan, isn't he?"

The woman gently squeezed Wang Shanhai's shoulders.

"You know everything."

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

Wang Shanhai also laughed: "I just like your intelligence. You are much better than other girls."

"That's because they just want to use themselves as a vase."

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

"Yes, so comfortable that you will be abandoned at any time?" The woman still chuckled: "I don't want to be abandoned at any time, but I feel more at ease having it in my own hands."

As she spoke, 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 key to the harmony between your father and son." The woman loosened her hands deftly and still kept smiling.

"Ren Yan? Xiaobo is so protective of him, so we can really go and meet him." Wang Shanhai nodded, and then looked at him with a smile.

"But aren't you afraid that I will neglect you after I reconcile with Xiaobo?"

"I think you really ignored me because I tried to dissuade you from reconciling." The woman took a sip of red wine, her face slightly red.

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

The neon lights outside the window kept flashing, and a layer of blush gradually appeared.

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