After wearing Mary Suvin, the male protagonist and I got together

Xiang Yu took a step back and scrutinized Xiang Chenxu from head to toe, really confused about the young master's temper.

"What's the use of being arrogant with me?" Xiang Yu said, "Go to your father. It's not me who told him not to come home."

Shen Chong stood beside him, glared at Xiang Chenxu, and went downstairs rubbing Xiang Yu's shoulder.

Xiang Yu and Shen Chong stood in the same place, and Shen Chong looked at Xiang Yu, "Are you all right?"

Xiang Yu shook his arms, facing the direction where Xiang Chenxu was leaving, feeling suffocated in his heart, "It's okay."

He turned to face him. People like Xiang Chenxu wouldn't make him lose the mood to eat, "Are you finished? Go eat? I'm starving to death."

Shen Chong rolled up a few pieces of paper in his hand, and followed Xiang Yu downstairs.

The sun is getting hotter and hotter, step by step down, the sunlight refracted from the outside is getting more and more venomous.

Xiang Yu glanced at Shen Chong's hand as he walked, and asked casually, "What are you holding?"

Shen Chong handed him the paper rolled into a cylinder, and motioned to Xiang Yu to spread it out.

Xiang Yu didn't know why.

Since Shen Chong heard Xiang Yu say that he was going to take a big step yesterday, something was wrong. Maybe he felt that Xiang Yu was bragging and would explode one day in the future.

Xiang Yu had a simple idea and didn't say anything.

According to Shen Chong's instructions, Xiang Yu opened the rolled up paper, and there was a table on it, which may be Shen Chong's own score analysis chart, and all the indicators on it were quite high.

Xiang Yu read each word, and finally clicked his tongue a few times, "Is there any room for improvement in your grades?"

I have seen someone who is awesome, but I have never seen someone who is so awesome. Although Xiang Yu knew that Shen Chong's grades were good, he never estimated how good he could be.

"The next one." Shen Chong walked beside him, "You scroll down."

Xiang Yu touched his nose in embarrassment, folded the top, and the last piece of paper was exposed. When Xiang Yu saw the title, he was still a little stunned. He was sure that he read it right this time, so he thought it over a few times before saying, "Your head teacher gave you a leak?"

Hearing this, Shen Chong finally stopped in his tracks, glanced at Xiang Yu several times before slowly saying, "Last year's paper."

Xiang Yu withdrew his surprised eyes again, feeling a bit stupid, "...Oh."

Shen Chong sighed, "I brought it here, you can take a look at it when you have time. The types of questions are similar."

The Shen family's driver's car was not far away, and the two of them got into the back seat one after the other. The hot feeling suddenly subsided, and immediately the surroundings were filled with coolness.

The back seat is wide, and the driver put a small table on it. Seeing them coming up, he passed the insulated lunch box directly from the front seat. The little brother smiled, "Why are you here so late today? I thought you were going to the cafeteria. Woolen cloth."

Xiang Yu was so hungry that he would break off his chopsticks and start eating, and said vaguely, "Go slowly."

Shen Chong sat on the side and handed him a bottle of water.

When I mentioned it to Yujing Shen Chong, I remembered the upcoming exam. He has been neglecting his studies for a while, and rarely looked for information outside, "Shen Chong, is this paper written by your school? Or is it another school? from your teacher?"

Shen Chong is also calm and steady when eating, not as anxious as he is, "Other schools."

"Is your teacher still betting on the questions?" Xiang Yu put the food in his mouth, swallowed before he started to say the next sentence, "I feel that you all still attach great importance to this exam?"

Not only the experimental class, but their class is also under a lot of pressure. The teacher repeats the knowledge points over and over several times, wishing to open the students' heads and stuff the knowledge inside.

Shen Chong gave Xiang Yu a piece of food with chopsticks, and said, "Because we need to rely on this exam to compete for ranking."

The two had a good conversation here, and the younger brother was quite curious. He pressed his arms on the soft chair beside him and twisted his body into a strange posture. "Are you guys going to take an exam?"

"Well", just as Xiang Yu was about to answer him, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He always brought his mobile phone secretly. The school clearly does not allow him to carry mobile phones, but he has never collected them.

Xiang Yu took out his phone. The phone case had been attached to his pants for a long time, and when he took it out, it was still warm. Xiang Yu glanced at it, only to realize that someone had called him.

Shen Chong asked him, "Who?"

The combination of a series of numbers above is an unfamiliar number, which can only show that it is a local number. Xiang Yu put down his chopsticks and shook his head, "I don't know, I didn't save this number."

The moment the phone was connected, there was no sound over there. Xiang Yu thought the phone was broken, and shouted a few times, "Hello, how are you? Hello?"

"Young master?" The caller probably heard Xiang Yu's voice and asked tentatively.

Xiang Yu looked at his mobile phone, and straightened his sitting posture. He put his legs down and leaned out of the car window. Because of the smell of eating, the rear window of the car opened, "Uncle Qiao?"

It was indeed Uncle Joe's voice.

Xiang Yu had a deep impression of the old man, and he also had a deep impression of Uncle Qiao. He privately felt that this man was in the same way as the old man. He looked gentle, but they were all not easy to mess with. The ability to pass on the fine traditions of the family is very strong, as you can tell by looking at Chen Xu alone.

Except for Xiang Jun, Xiang Jun is a strange flower that came out of nowhere.

"It's me." Uncle Qiao's voice was full of smiles, and it sounded like spring breeze blowing on his face. "Young master is at school now?"

"Yeah," Xiang Yu waved his hand at Shen Chong, signaling them both not to speak, "At school."

"Do you still live in Shen's house?" Uncle Qiao asked again.

Xiang Yu felt that there was something in his words, but he did not answer on purpose. He felt that he was in a position where there were tigers in front and wolves in the back. Even though Shen Chong's father didn't like him very much.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yu sighed, feeling that he was in a terrible mess.

Uncle Qiao smiled over there, "That's nothing. You're going to have Sunday off soon, the old man is going to let you stay here for a few days."

"Stay for two days?" Xiang Yu switched the mobile phone from his left hand to his right hand, and glanced at Shen Chong's face by the way. The driver brother got off the car after he called him, and he didn't know what he was doing outside, "It's just me Are you alone?"

"Yes," said Uncle Qiao, "when the time comes, we'll send a car to pick him up."

That means you have something to tell yourself.

Xiang Yu leaned on the carriage, looked at his fingers, and said slowly, "Do you want to make an appointment?"

Uncle Qiao paused for a moment, probably because he didn't expect Xiang Yu to be so easy-going. He thought he would spend a lot of saliva, but now he can speak briskly, "I'll pick you up at eight o'clock on Sunday morning, do you think it's okay?"

Xiang Yu hummed, "Okay."

After being polite again, the two of them each hung up the phone. Xiang Yu stretched out his head and shouted out. The driver brother was leaning against the car door to smoke. When he turned his head, there was still a cigarette butt between his fingers. The thin cigarette has been exhausted.

Xiang Yu glanced twice, but he didn't expect that he had been on the phone for so long. He waved, "Come on, it's hot outside."

Then retract into the compartment.

Xiang Yu's original chopsticks were accidentally knocked off by him, and Shen Chong broke another pair for him, because Shen Chong put a lot of food into the insulated box, and it is still warm now.

Xiang Yu ate with a sullen head, and when he finished eating, Shen Chong handed him another piece of paper without asking any questions.

Xiang Yu looked at the phone, turned it over and over, making a lot of noise, but Shen Chong didn't respond.

Xiang Yu approached him, "You don't ask anything?"

"Don't you want to say it?" Shen Chong looked at him helplessly, "How about I go with you?"

Xiang Yu turned around and thought about it, Shen Chong didn't know anything, maybe he just thought it was natural for him not to ask questions when he went to see an elder, but he couldn't help it a bit, and wanted to say again, he sat back in the wild thinking, "Forget it, I'll go alone."

Shen Chong hummed.

The two put away their things, stuffed them in the front seat, and lay down on the back of the chair.

"Hey, I want to ask you something?" Xiang Yu tilted his head and asked.

"You said."

Xiang Yu twisted and turned in the back seat, and then lay directly on Shen Chong's lap. He opened his hands, covered his face, and let out an irritable moan.

The driver brother hasn't come up yet, probably because he hasn't smoked the cigarette completely, and he is reluctant to throw it away. After venting to Yu Yitong, he still feels uncomfortable.

He withdrew his hand, wrapped Shen Chong's chin from top to bottom, and pushed Shen Chong's chin up.

Shen Chong looked at the roof of the car, "......."

For the time being, Shen Chong didn't understand why Xiang Yu went crazy.

Xiang Yu felt a little better, withdrew his hand, and asked, "Do you have an uncle?"

Shen Chong touched his chin, and smoothed Xiang Yu's hair by the way, "No, my father is the only child."

Xiang Yu sat up and stroked his bangs again.

Shen Chong felt that something was wrong with Xiang Yu, so he resolutely guessed about Xiang Chenxu, "What did Xiang Chenxu tell you?"

"Him?" Xiang Yu came back to his senses and shook his head, "He didn't say anything."

Comparing Xiang Chenxu to old man Xiang, it is probably like a ten-thousand-year tortoise compared to a ten-year-old bastard. There is no comparison for the time being, and Xiang Yu has not taken him to heart yet.

Now the focus is not on Xiang Chenxu.

It's what Xiang Zhongguo wants to do.

Suppose Xiang Zhongguo knew that he was his nephew from the very beginning, and watched Xiang Jun take him back under his wings as his son. He didn't shake it at that time, and let Xiang Jun raise him as his son openly, but now he suddenly changed his mind , indicating that he does not have a good attitude towards his brother's son.

And suppose that Xiang Zhongguo was not sure at first, but these days it was confirmed, and he filled in the genealogy. Now this means that he wants to get the custody right back from Xiang Jun?

Xiang Yu was suspicious.

Shen Chong looked at Xiang Yu for a while, feeling that his mood had stabilized, looked out the window, recalled Shen Yan's previous phone call, and felt that there was a lot to be said for Xiang Yu's identity, he frowned, his face a little dignified.

The days passed quickly, and it was Sunday in a blink of an eye.

When Xiang Yu arrived, Uncle Qiao was standing at the door waiting for him.

"Mr. is cutting flowers in the garden." Old Qiao led the way for him. The garden in this area is patchwork, and Xiang Yu can still see a flower bed in the shape of Tai Chi from the other side.

Walking to the middle of the road, there is a small gazebo inside. The old man is sitting in a wheelchair, followed by a servant. He is holding a pair of scissors and wearing gold-rimmed reading glasses, staring at a flower bush.