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When returning to school for evening self-study after dinner, Wen Yang was still a little overwhelmed.

Of course, the reason why Shen Fei couldn't get back to his senses wasn't that Shen Fei was just talking nasty things - this person would be flirtatious whenever he disagreed with him, and Wen Yang was completely used to it.

Wen Yang couldn't recover, it was because Mother Wen had another one in her stomach.

Wen Yang is still a little uncomfortable with his sudden change of status.

It's not that he has no peers younger than him, it's just that they are all relatives with a distance of three thousand miles, and they don't see each other a few times on weekdays. What.

At these times, even if those children are more bearish, Wen Yang will let them, so as not to embarrass his parents.

But a brother or sister...

Wen Yang pursed his lips.

It's frightening for a child to bear. After all, there are very few children like him and Shen Feibai who are sensible from an early age.

Wen Yang didn't want him to fight with his younger siblings when he returned home, how sad his parents would be.

The classroom was brightly illuminated by cold white lights, and the fan was spinning overhead, making a hula-la-la sound, and there was also a bit of teeth-stinging sharp friction sound.

Wen Yang propped his face, lowered his head and looked at the exercise book spread out on the table, the pen in his hand spun round and round, the swirling shadows wiped across the paper, strokes fell on it one by one, Messy and disorganized, like climbing a mottled and cracked wall.

When the bell rang for the end of the first period of self-study, the exercise book under Wen Yang's hands was already in disrepair.

He was awakened by the ringing of the bell, looked at the book with countless traces of mystery drawn on it, glanced at the cover, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it is a reference book that I bought myself, so I don't have to hand it in to the teacher.

Wen Yang rubbed his face vigorously and patted it twice, trying to wake himself up.

Brothers and sisters are all in a year's time, so they should study hard now.

And the baby is fussy, his parents should consider letting him live at Shen Feibai's house - or it's not impossible for him and Shen Feibai to go to school to live in the third year of high school.

Wen Yang closed the biology reference book in his hand, and as soon as he took out the physics syllabus, the stool was kicked.

Wen Yang looked back at the table behind him.

"I haven't done any homework today." Wen Yang said, expressing that he couldn't lend some homework to his back desk.

"What are you talking about! Do you think I am the kind of person who can copy homework!?" The back table spoke righteously.

Since he asked, Wen Yang replied very honestly: "Yes."

The back table slapped the table, and his eyes widened: "Hey! Repeated offender Wen Yang, I ask you why you are out of your mind and in a trance. Could it be that you have committed some heinous crime!"

Wen Yang looked at the back table of him, a showman, and suddenly thought that there was a younger brother in the back table who had just finished elementary school.

"Master Bao, the grass people are wronged." Wen Yangbang read, "Master Bao, the grass people are going to be fathers."

Master Bao opened his eyes wide in horror: "Huh?????"

The surrounding students who were still doing the quizzes quietly after class also turned their heads to look at Wen Yang one by one, looking at Wen Yang in shock, and almost pointed at him and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a Wen Yang".

Wen Yang sighed: "Actually, it's a younger brother or younger sister. My mother is back, and there is another one in her stomach."

"Wow!" The back table changed the posture of a parent official in the blue sky and white sun, stretched his head and approached, gossiping, "Then you are finished, Wen Xiaoyang, your position as the prince will not be guaranteed."

Prince Wen looked solemn: "Oh? How do you say that?"

The back desk began to fiercely condemn his younger brother and his own father and mother, accusing all kinds of behaviors of his younger brother who hate dogs, and accusing his parents of the shameful act of being a shopkeeper.

All kinds of things here, those who see and hear are sad and those who see see tears.

And the ruthless and domineering prince Wen Xiaoyang nodded solemnly after listening, and then said: "My father and queen are not like this."

"It's all appearances!" The back table began to give one, two, and three examples, trying to prove that parents in the world are generally black.

"But at that time, I was already in my third year of high school and was about to leave city A to study in university." Wen Yang cruelly poked through the examples on the back table one, two, and three.

"That's enough, you two princes." Liu Xin knocked on Wen Yang's desktop and handed over a form, "Sports meeting registration form, Wen Yang, do you want to participate?"

Wen Yang let out an "ah", took the registration form, glanced at the time on the watch, and asked in surprise, "At the end of this month?"

"Well, the teacher said before the late self-study, and you were not there at that time." Liu Xin replied.

In fact, when the teacher came, quite a few people were not there, and they all ran to eat. Liu Xin was the cultural and entertainment committee member, and the sports committee member was away, so she just took the registration form.

"This sports meeting will be directly followed by the National Day holiday?" Wen Yang was even more surprised. He counted the days and said, "As long as you are brave enough, the National Day will be off for ten days."

"That's right." Liu Xin nodded, "But it will definitely be made up after the National Day."

Wen Yang nodded, thinking that if he didn't go to class for ten days in a row, he probably would have overdrawn at least one month's vacation.

He picked up a pen and wrote his name under several items, and then returned the watch to Liu Xin.

When he looked back at his back table, he found that the back table was also holding a form.

"Huh? Don't you never sign up for sports meets?" Wen Yang asked.

"It's not a sports meeting." The back table sighed, shaking the watch in his hand, "Look at the classes of the first and second grades that haven't been there, our aircraft model interest group is different from your basketball team, we need to recruit new ones .”

Wen Yang nodded, and finally had the real feeling that he had really become a senior.

What the seniors have done before, now it is finally their turn to worry.

But the basketball team really doesn’t need to drag people from class to class like before, because the popularity of the A-high basketball team is quite high now, and many students with sports talents want to join, whether it’s for playing games or for looking handsome. No need to go out and recruit new ones.

There is still no advantage in recruiting new students in the interest group, because unless they participate in the provincial and national competitions and get the top three, it will not help the college entrance examination and school selection, so unless it is really due to interest, few people will choose to join.

"By the way, you were not here before, and the teacher asked us if we should take the college entrance examination next year." Liu Xin put the form together and came over, whispering.

"How many did you ask?" Wen Yang asked.

"The top five in our class, my family's situation is quite special, so it's incidental." Liu Xin replied, "But I think it's okay to participate in self-enrollment. It's a bit troublesome to operate the college entrance examination in advance."

Wen Yang opened his mouth, paused for a while, and said, "I'll ask Shen Feibai."

The top five of their top class have such qualifications, Wen Yang felt that Shen Feibai, who was firmly standing in the top five of the key class, would never fail to be questioned.

Liu Xin pursed her mouth when she told Wen Yang that she wanted to ask Shen Feibai about it, but she still said everything she had to say.

"The teacher also has registration forms for various competitions, and the recommended places are just a little, you know."

In fact, Wen Yang hadn't really thought about it, but Liu Xin mentioned it, so he nodded and remembered it in his heart.

He remembered that Shen Feibai had participated in the Mathematical Olympiad competition when he was freshman in high school, and then fell in the final round and got eighth.

"However, in the situation of the two of you, I think it is better to consider going abroad." Liu Xin said, "Although the situation abroad is dire, the social environment is relatively relaxed."

Wen Yang knew what Liu Xin was referring to as soon as he heard it. He laughed twice and nodded: "I think what you said makes sense."

But Wen Yang and Shen Feibai haven't come out yet. If they fail to come out, they choose to go abroad for university, and leave home far away to let their parents calm down.

That is, tuition fees and living expenses have to be considered. If I fall out and choose to go abroad, I am always embarrassed to ask my family for money.

When returning home at night, Wen Yang told Shen Fei all these things.

Shen Feibai didn't nod or shake his head, he just rubbed Wen Yang's face and sighed heavily.

"Why are you so insecure?" Shen Fei asked.

Wen Yang disagreed with this statement, he retorted: "Aren't I planning for a rainy day?"

"Isn't it because I don't feel safe that I think so much." Shen Feibai put down his hand, and patted Wen Yang's head again, "It's not as scary as you imagined."

Wen Yang seemed to be comforted by Shen Feibai.

"Well, maybe it's really not that scary." He rubbed Shen Feibai's hand, and pushed open the door. Rarely did he come home and open the door to see the light, and the sound of TV projections talking to his parents.

Wen Yang frowned, thinking that it really wasn't that scary.

"I'm back!" Wen Yang kicked off the shoes on his feet, and walked into the living room with three steps.

"Yangyang is back! Come eat pineapple." Dad Wen poked a piece of salted pineapple with a toothpick and handed it to his son.

The local people's livelihood news was broadcast on TV, and it happened that a pair of widowed homosexuals held a wedding, but the news was strongly opposed by their children.

Wen Yang: "..."

What luck.

"Isn't this a fraudulent marriage!" Mother Wen frowned, "If I were their wife, I would jump out of the coffin and break their third leg in anger!"

Wen Yang paused when he heard the words, and the pineapple slice fell on the crotch without stabbing. In response to Mother Wen's words, his legs were startled, as if it was the cute little Wen Yang who was interrupted.

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