School grass and yard grass

, Feelings, this is a king, but has been wearing bronze here?

While wiping Wen Shiyang's mouth, Shao Qing'an asked for him, "Auntie, did you already know?"

"Isn't this obvious?" Mother Wen said puzzledly, "I don't think you two are hiding it. You two should be together after the final exam of the second year of high school, right? So it's obviously just like your dad." People with dull emotions don't see it."

"..." For some reason, Wen Shiyang felt that he had been alluded to.

Shao Qing'an nodded approvingly in her heart, it seems that Wen Shiyang's blunt emotion also has genes to be found.

But that's not the point, Shao Qing'an said cautiously, "Then you don't mind?"

"Why do you mind?" Mother Wen looked at Shao Qing'an puzzled. Our piggy brought you such a jade-carved cabbage home. I was too happy. Blessed. "

"..." Wen Shiyang smiled and gave Mother Wen a thumbs up. As expected of his own mother, even the adjective is so appropriate.

Shao Qing'an's brain was so hard to shut down, only instinct was left to not want Wen Shiyang to take the blame, so she took the initiative to explain: "No, auntie, I took the initiative first."

"Damn, there's no such thing as clear about who is active and who is passive when it comes to feelings." Mother Wen didn't want to hear the young man talk about it, "Your relationship experience is not as bloody as that of a TV series. There is nothing to talk about. You can watch more if you have nothing to do." Two Korean dramas, that's sadomasochism."

"Ah...okay..." Shao Qing'an nodded blankly, feeling that her brain could no longer return to its original position on its own initiative.

Shao Qing'an, who had already prepared for the worst, began to quietly transfer out the money she had saved over the years in the name of investment and other aspects.He did some calculations, and the money was enough for him and Wen Shiyang to comfortably spend four years in university, and the rest of the money could be used as a venture capital fund after graduation.

He was already prepared for a long-term battle, but he didn't expect to be thrown into the sky, but he was hugged gently into his arms. Not to mention feeling the beatings from the society, he still tasted the warmth and warmth of the family. It's not as impactful as what he imagined, no, from the side, it's more impactful than what he imagined.

"So they accepted it like this?" Feng Xuanlin's head was full of question marks, and after speaking, he felt that his words didn't sound right, so he quickly added: "Of course, it's a good thing that they accepted it smoothly, I'm just surprised, um, how should I put it, that is."

As the second in command of the Faculty of Arts, Feng Xuanlin couldn't think of a suitable word to describe the situation for the first time, and felt a little embarrassed for not being good at learning.

"I understand." Shao Qing'an smiled: "I was in the same situation at the time. I always wondered if it was because I had been thinking about it all the time, and as a result I developed hysteria. Those were all scenes I imagined. Genius slows down."

Hearing what he said, Feng Xuanlin didn't mean to laugh at all, but nodded seriously: "I don't think there's anything wrong with you. Normal people should react like this when they encounter this. You're just thinking about it for a few days. If it were me, I guess I might not be able to slow down by now."

Shao Qing'an didn't say a word. In fact, sometimes he still feels a little unreal, because everything comes so easily and so beautifully, so that sometimes he also dreams, dreaming that all the beauties are his own imagination, In fact, there is nothing. Fortunately, the real world after waking up will always tell him that it is true.

Feng Xuanlin thought about Wen Shiyang's personality, and felt that he would indeed be a child taught by parents with this style, but Shao Qing'an didn't know. Once the mood of gossip came up, he couldn't suppress it, Feng Xuanlin shyly said Lian continued to ask, "What about your parents?"

This Shao Qing'an shrugged indifferently: "My parents divorced early, and they each have their own families. They basically don't care about me. Just let them know about it. And one of them often goes abroad, the other Artists, this kind of thing has been seen before, and the lamb is so cute, it's hard not to like it, I stole such a big baby from other people's house, they have no reason to be unhappy."

"..." Feng Xuanlin was persuaded, "Your show of love and affection is very spiritual."

"Is there?" Shao Qing'an smiled slightly, acting like a gentleman: "I just feel so from the bottom of my heart."

"..." We can't go on talking, single dogs really can't go on talking.

Facts have proved that Shao Qing'an's worry is not without reason. Although this is a matter on the student forum, there are many good people doing trouble. In addition to Wen Shiyang's confrontation with his three roommates on the forum yesterday, I don't know It hurt someone's glass heart, and he reported this matter to the head of the department directly with an email.

But to be honest, the school is not easy to manage this matter, let alone these two people, one is the first in the Faculty of Arts, and the other is the first in the Department of Computer Science. Just because of the background of these two people, one is more difficult to mess with.Not to mention that the two of them are still victims of this matter, even if something really happened between the two of them, as long as it is not too much, the school will probably take it lightly even if it is based on the background of the two of them.

Therefore, the teachers who received the anonymous report letter have more headaches than them. It is impossible not to express their opinion after receiving the letter. The director also pulled it on.As a result, the two children who were invited to talk seemed much more at ease than they were. Shao Qing'an laughed and talked to the two teachers by herself. From meeting to leaving, what she said was impeccable and polite.But Wen Shiyang was even simpler, he was just here to go through the motions, and he was watching how student Shao showed his eloquence the whole time, and the more he watched, the more he liked it.

In the end, the matter was resolved very simply. Wen Shiyang's post was not mentioned, but an announcement was made, severely criticizing the school's recent atmosphere, and saying that students should respect each other and other official words .When the school came forward, everyone immediately kept a low profile, and the forum finally returned to its previous quietness.

"Actually, you don't need to waste so much saliva." Wen Shiyang leaned on the bench, with his hands resting on the back of the chair, looking lazy, "Let them say that with their little combat power, the keyboard can't spray Me, a real person can't beat me, I'm not as handsome, my grades are not as good as mine, and my family is not as rich, how about it, let me say this, do you think they will die of anger immediately."

Shao Qing'an agreed: "It's true, but I don't like it."

Wen Shiyang raised his eyebrows: "Huh? What don't you like?"

Shao Qing'an rubbed Wen Shiyang's head: "I don't like them paying too much attention to you."

"Oh..." Wen Shiyang smiled treacherously: "Who's old vinegar has been overturned? You can smell it in the next street."

"Of course it belongs to your family." Shao Qing'an took out something from his pocket and put it into Wen Shiyang's hand, and said with a smile: "So can you help me clean this overturned vinegar jar?"

Wen Shiyang looked at the key in his hand and laughed, approached Shao Qing'an and said softly, "No problem, I'm an expert in housekeeping, please give me your advice."