Unexpectedly, this voice woke up Cong Shan. The demon king squinted his eyes when he got up, and looked at Tang Shi standing at the door with his back bent. The quilt slipped off him. Attractive, although sitting in front of the computer all year round, there are obvious muscles on the thin chest.

Tang Shi can't help but bring his face into her brother, "Did it bother you?"

Cong Shan responded vaguely, stretched out his hand to support his forehead, inserted his fingers into his hair, and narrowed his eyes to look at Tang Shi, "What time is it?"

Tang Shi said dryly, "Early... nine o'clock in the morning..."

As soon as the voice fell, Congshan fell back on the pillow with a bang, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep mode.

Here we go again, Second Sleep is also a skill...

Tang Wei said cautiously, "Does little uncle have to sleep again?"

"Yes, let's go out first."

Tang Shi pulled Tang Wei out of the room, and then gently closed the door. In the room, Cong Shan was sleeping with his face on his side, but he was not as indifferent as before, and looked a little quiet, with a straight nose.It was evident that the bed was to his taste, and he clearly slept comfortably.

In the afternoon, Tang Shi took Tang Wei to a preschool class in an aristocratic school. The teacher who entertained them was shocked when they heard Tang Shi's son's age, "Only five or six years old? We have to start school at the earliest... "

"Sister, I can do it!"

Tang Wei grabbed Tang Shi's hand, "I've learned everything I need to learn."

Tang Wei was good-looking and polite. The teacher had never seen such a beautiful child before, and smiled at him, "Then why don't we take a set of entrance exams, and if you pass, you can come to our school and be with your brothers and sisters." How about reading together?"

"No problem!" Tang Wei was confident. When he was at Bo Ye's house, he would go to his study every day when he was free, and spend the whole day there reading all kinds of weird books. There are a lot of things in his little head. .

Tang Shi took Tang Wei to the test market, and then said to Tang Wei, "Mummy is waiting for you outside, you go inside to take the test first."

"Okay." Tang Wei cheered himself up, "Don't worry, Mommy, I'll be fine."

After half an hour.

The teacher was startled holding the test paper, she waited for Tang Wei, "This...you did this yourself?"

Tang Wei nodded, "Hmm!"

The teacher said loudly again, "Can you solve low-level Olympiads, use idioms to make sentences, and use famous quotes from famous people? Are you still good at writing? Are you self-taught?"

Tang Wei said, "No, I learned it at someone else's house before." The implication was that when he was forcibly brought back to Bo's house, Bo Ye's elite education had a great influence on him.

Tang Shi looked at the characters on Tang Wei's test paper. Although they were immature, they were indeed thin and golden fonts. It was impossible to write them without practice. She asked him quietly, "Did he ask you to practice?" Refers to Bo Ye.

Tang Wei nodded, "He said this typeface is elegant. It's good to practice from a young age."

This is probably one of the few things that Bo Ye has paid for Tang Wei.

The teacher said that Tang Wei's intellectual development was greater than that of ordinary children, and after a lot of praise, he began to help register and go through the admission procedures, "Miss Tang, how about this, you come again tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, bring all the documents, and we will help you as soon as possible." Enroll your child in school."

Tang Shi responded repeatedly, the teacher smiled and touched Tang Wei's face, how could there be such a smart and beautiful child!
"In a few days, you will be able to come to the first grade, which is different from the preschool class. Will you cry?"

"Will not."

Tang Wei's eyes were full of curiosity, "I will write seriously!"

The teacher had a good impression of their mother and son, and when Tang Shi led Tang Wei away, they were still discussing secretly behind.

"It's such a blessing to have such a well-behaved child."

"His mother also looks very temperamental, isn't she the daughter of a rich family?"

"Then why doesn't her husband come, it can't be that kind of marriage..."

"It's so pitiful. Such a good mother and son have been wasted like this."

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