From the sky

The attached high school is right next to Wei Zifan University, just across two campuses.Cars came and went at the gate of the high school, and the crowd was bustling.

Wei Zifan tried his best to snatch discounts in the supermarket, and finally squeezed to the third floor. He saw Bai Sheng standing in the corridor from a distance, looking out.

Bai Sheng also saw Wei Zifan, waved and shouted: "Xiaofan, this way."

Wei Zifan squeezed over, looked at Bai Sheng strangely and asked, "Why did you suddenly change your mind? Did you call me Mr. Wei inconsistently before?"

Bai Sheng didn't take it seriously: "We're all family anyway."

Wei Zifan: ...

"Let's not talk about this first, you will speak as an excellent parent later." Bai Sheng's thin lips hooked up, and he stuffed a piece of printing paper into Wei Zifan's palm, and said narrowly: "This is the manuscript I wrote. Come on, Brother Fan."

Wei Zifan was stunned for a moment, he had known Bai Sheng for a few weeks, and he saw more of Bai Sheng's indifferent expression, he didn't care about anything, only showing a little childishness when talking to his family.

As for Bai Sheng's current appearance, Wei Zifan hopes that it will not be for a short moment, but will last forever.

The previous Bai Sheng gave him the feeling that his mind was heavy, he thought a lot but said little.

Wei Zifan thought to himself, now he is very cute.

Bai Sheng took Wei Zifan into the classroom, let him sit in his seat, and stood beside him.

Unexpectedly, Bai Sheng's desk was not so tidy, but rather messy.

Wei Zifan pretended to sort out the papers for him casually. Bai Sheng scratched his head embarrassedly when he saw it and said, "There are too many senior three papers, and they are stuffed in the drawer when they are finished, and they are piled on the table when the drawer can't fit."

Wei Zifan patted him on the shoulder, nodded solemnly and said, "I understand what you mean."

At this time, several boys came up to him, and one hooked Bai Sheng's shoulder and winked. He looked like Cheng Xu. He pouted at Wei Zifan and asked, "Who is this? Your parents are too young, aren't they?"

Bai Sheng returned to his calm and breezy appearance, he turned his head to look at the boy, the boy grinned, and didn't intend to let go.

"My brother." Bai Sheng said.

Without waiting for Bai Sheng to continue the introduction, Wei Zifan stood up and tried to look friendly. He introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Wei Zifan, you should be Xiao Sheng's friends, right?"

Those boys smiled shyly, especially the one with the hook on his neck, who let go of Bai Sheng after hearing Wei Zifan's words.

"Actually, we're not friends with Bai Sheng." The boy paused, with some regret in his eyes: "To be honest, he's too powerful, so we're embarrassed to chat and hook up."

Wei Zifan: I didn't see any embarrassment in your action just now.

On the contrary, Bai Sheng was a little stunned when he heard this. No one had ever said such a thing in front of him. He began to reflect on whether he was usually like this.

Wei Zifan smiled and bent Bai Sheng with his elbow, "It's not good to be too cold, just think about your brother's dishonesty."

Bai Sheng really thought about it, shook his head seriously and said, "Let's forget it."

"Haha, go out and play with them, you can finally rest." Wei Zifan drove Bai Sheng out of the classroom, and gestured to the group of boys.

Wei Zifan sat back again, clearing the table for Bai Sheng, feeling that this is youth.

Bai Sheng's head teacher seemed to be a strict teacher at first glance, wearing glasses and not talking or smiling, but he mentioned Bai Sheng's name more than once throughout the speech, which made Wei Zifan also receive all kinds of attention from his parents.

There was a report card on the table, Wei Zifan looked directly at the English column, 100 points.

Compared with the previous twenty or thirty points, it is a qualitative leap.

Wei Zifan didn't have the face to attribute this to himself. He knew the level of Bai Sheng's English proficiency just by looking at Bai Sheng's other scores that were close to full marks.

"Then let the parents of the outstanding student Bai Sheng speak, everyone is welcome."

Wei Zifan was a little dazed, suddenly he became a parent and had to speak, he was a little confused.

He came to the stage amidst applause. In order not to waste more time, he took out his mobile phone and put it on the podium.

As soon as the screen lit up, Bai Liu sent a message.

[Bai Liu]: Don't be nervous, Bai Sheng's brother.

Wei Zifan: "..."

He wasn't nervous at first, but now he still wants to laugh, seeing that Bai Liu didn't pay attention in class.

Unfolding the manuscript, Bai Sheng's handwriting was just right, and Wei Zifan opened his mouth to repeat the script.

"Parents, teachers and classmates, good afternoon, I am Bai Sheng's brother-in-law..."

What the hell!

Wei Zifan quickly bit his tongue to stop, and immediately continued to read flexibly: "I am Bai Sheng's brother..."

After speaking, if Wei Zifan floated down, he knew that Bai Sheng was not naturally dumb, but had a dark belly.

One manuscript, set traps for him everywhere, just waiting for him to step on the trap and say that she is brother Bai Sheng's wife.

This kid is really cute and unbeatable.

Wei Zifan threw away the manuscript halfway through reading, and started to express himself, completely letting himself go.

After finally waiting for the parent-teacher meeting to end, Wei Zifan wanted to talk to Bai Sheng, but was stopped by the head teacher, wanting to talk to him.

Wei Zifan: ...Okay.

The homeroom teacher went straight to the point and said emphatically, "Bai Sheng is very good at his studies, except for English."

Wei Zifan also sighed, and said in a way: "We have also thought of a lot of ways, and now we are giving him tutoring on weekends. This matter depends on the joint efforts of our parents and teachers."

The head teacher raised his eyes and said approvingly: "That's right, as long as he can speak English, he can choose which school he wants to go to."

Wei Zifan made a bad idea. He smiled and said, "Teacher, you can be strict with him. You are strict with him now, and you are responsible for his future."

"Of course." The homeroom teacher also smiled with a stern face, "Bai Sheng's English suddenly improved in the mid-term exam, and I can't say that. I asked his teacher in the second year of high school, and he said that at that time The child's English is also very good, unlike what it is now."

Wei Zifan stopped laughing. He nodded seriously, talked to the head teacher a few more words, and went to find Bai Sheng.

No one was in the corridor, Wei Zifan came out of the teaching building, and saw Bai Sheng in the gazebo not far away.

"Where's your friend?" Wei Zifan sat opposite Bai Sheng and asked jokingly.

"They went back with their parents." Bai Sheng leaned against the pillar, "I'm the only one waiting here for Brother Zifan."

"Your homeroom teacher has high expectations of you, so he dragged me to talk for a long time." Wei Zifan sent a message back to Bai Liu, looked up at Bai Sheng and asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Bai Sheng pouted and said, "No."

Wei Zifan smiled: "You haven't, so I have something to ask you. Be strict when you confess, and be lenient when you resist."

"I know what Brother Fan wants to ask."

Bai Sheng turned away, looked at the playground not far away, frowning, with a disgusted expression, and didn't speak for a long time.

Wei Zifan stood up and said, "Don't force yourself if you don't want to say it, get up and let's go back."

Bai Sheng chuckled, waved his hands and said, "It's not that serious, I still have to thank Brother Fan, I probably wouldn't be able to say it without you."

Wei Zifan: Suddenly there is a feeling of being appointed by the imperial court.

"Actually, when I was a sophomore in high school, my English was not bad, and I was the first in my grade every time."

Wei Zifan: "..."

The author has something to say: Wei Zifan: In less than half a day, you have already changed my name three times.

Bai Sheng: I'm still getting used to it, so I can't compete with my brother for nicknames.

Bai Liu: What what?

Wei Zifan: Call it whatever you want.