I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

"This..." Zhou Yun was almost lying on the coffee table: "Shaoqing, I'm not telling you that your girl is so creative! This imagination is okay!"

Ling Shaoqing held his forehead slightly, feeling very helpless. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed An Ruo's waist, held her on his lap and sat down.

"Did you draw these grapes?"

An Ruo nodded happily: "How is it? Does it look good?"

Forehead!

They are pretty good-looking, but there are at least dozens of grapes in this bunch. They were just flown in this morning, and An Ruo actually had cute little expressions painted on each one.

Well, it’s like the emoticons on your phone, each one is different and the drawings are lifelike.

Ling Shaoqing pretended to be angry and taught her that she shouldn't paint on food as it would be a waste of food.

An Ruo said repeatedly: "Uncle, you misunderstood, please listen to my explanation."

"Okay, you say."

"Hey, these are not grapes, these are grapes."

The others burst out laughing, and it was surprising that the two of them said a bunch of nonsense here. Ling Shaoqing wanted to tell her that food should not be wasted like this, but An Ruo was preoccupied with Ling Shaoqing mistaking grapes for grapes.

Of course, there is only one result for everyone's laughter, and that is to peel off the skin and eat the grapes.

Wan Xingchen was very unhappy: "It's just a bunch of grapes. What do you think she's doing? She can paint whatever she wants. At worst, I'll fly her over tomorrow."

But I never thought that Wan Xingchen was going to protect An Ruo, but An Ruo turned around and raised her little hand to slap him on the forehead: "Idiot brother, uncle said you can't waste food!"

Wan Xingchen's heart melted at the words "Idiot Brother".

Did you teach him how to steal a big furry kid from Ling Shaoqing?

Ling Shaoqing seemed to have noticed his intention and looked over with a cold look: "What are you doing here?"

"It's not up to you, do you care?"

Wan Xingchen still couldn't accept that An Ruo followed an old man like Ling Shaoqing, although he also admitted that Ling Shaoqing took good care of An Ruo.

But the age difference between them still worries Wan Xingchen.

But today he came not only to visit An Ruo, but also to bring news: "Ling Shaoqing, the scores for the college entrance examination have been out for a while, and the application form will be completed soon. Aren't you going to fill it in for An Ruo? "

Wan Xingchen logged into the system using An Ruo's candidate number and looked at An Ruo's results.

Although his professional score is not as high as his, An Ruo's cultural score is much higher than his. With An Ruo's current score, he can go to a similar undergraduate art school.

Wan Xingchen didn't fill out his application for a long time because he selfishly wanted to wait for Anruo to see where she filled it out before he filled it out.

During this period of time, there were so many things going on that Ling Shaoqing actually forgot about this matter.

Of course he knew that Anruo wanted to go to school, but Anruo's current situation was not suitable for going to college at all.

The brothers on the side knew Ling Shaoqing's concerns, especially Zheng Qingyang, who had brought his computer and prepared a strategy before he came.

"Register first. I checked these schools. Anruo's scores are enough to go to, and the school is good. I also called to find out. Students can postpone registration due to illness."

Ling Shaoqing nodded. He took the notebook and looked at the schools Zheng Qingyang chose for An Ruo.

It's all okay. Although it's not a top university, the school is still pretty good. After all, Anruo's scores are there. These schools were specially selected by Zheng Qingyang to be the best after comparing them.

Ling Shaoqing read them all and pointed at Beijing University of Arts: "Report this."

"This? This is a notoriously expensive school!" Zhou Yun glanced at it and said, "I tell you, Shaoqing, the other options are no worse than this one."

"But this is the only one in the capital."

Ling Shaoqing was reluctant to walk too far for Anruo to go to school. The Beijing University of Arts was located in the eastern suburbs of the capital, and it took more than two hours to drive from him.

But compared to schools in other provinces, this one is already relatively recent, and whether it costs money or not is not within the scope of Ling Shaoqing's consideration.

Everyone looked at Ling Shaoqing with understanding, only Li Xiao frowned slightly: "Shaoqing, if An Ruo really wants to enter the entertainment industry in the future, Beijing University of Arts is not as good as Guangyi University. Although it is further away, the students from their school have solid basic skills. , the road ahead will be better."

Guangyi? Ling Shaoqing didn't even consider it!

It takes two or three hours to fly, not counting the trip to the airport and school!

Besides, what Ling Shaoqing cares about is whether An Ruo's basic skills are solid or not?

She just wants to go to school and is somewhat curious about the entertainment industry. After learning this, Ling Shaoqing can directly open an entertainment company for her and let her manage it!

There is no need to go to the front line.

Regarding Li Xiao's suggestion, Ling Shaoqing just shrugged: "She is different from you."

This sentence stung Li Xiao, who lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, with a sour tone in his voice: "Yes, she is different from me."

"I didn't mean that. She's a girl, so there's no need to fight like that."

"I understand. After all, you are here. To be honest, sometimes I quite envy her."

Zheng Qingyang frowned slightly when he heard this, and raised his elbow to slap Zhou Yun beside him. Zhou Yun understood instantly, reached over Zheng Qingyang, grabbed Li Xiao's shoulder and patted him hard.

"What are you envious of? Are you envious that An Yatou is pampered by our uncles? How about you go to Thailand, and we will pamper you when you come back!"

"Fuck you!" Li Xiao punched Zhou Yun, and Zhou Yun turned the topic over with a silly smile.

Wan Xingchen stared at Zheng Qingyang eagerly. After seeing that Zheng Qingyang had indeed applied to Beijing University of Arts for An Ruo, he took out his mobile phone and filled out the same application for himself.

Ling Shaoqing looked at Wan Xingchen displeasedly: "You can fill it out at another school."

"I'm not!"

Ling Shaoqing pretended to grab his phone, and Wan Xingchen quickly clicked submit.

"You can't change this, why? Are you so unsure of yourself? Are you afraid that I can pry you into a corner?"

"Just you?" Ling Shaoqing looked disdainfully.

Wan Xingchen puffed up his chest: "What's wrong with me? How am I inferior to you? I will definitely be better than you in a few years, and it won't be certain who An Ruo will choose by then!"

Ling Shaoqing was too lazy to pay attention to him. In his opinion, Wan Xingchen was just a child.

If he hadn't been doing An Ruo's best and helped An Ruo a lot this time in Haishi, he wouldn't have been qualified to step into his villa today.

Ling Shaoqing will not interfere with Anruo's friends. She should make some friends of her own age to enrich her life.

Although Wan Xingchen was a little noisy, he didn't have any bad intentions towards An Ruo, so he didn't have to use any means to drive her away.

There is another important matter right now that Ling Shaoqing wants to discuss with Li Xiao alone.

They all stayed in the villa for lunch, and after Ling Shaoqing put An Ruo to sleep, he took Li Xiao into his study alone.