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"Qi Ye, even if you don't have an appetite, use it a little bit. Gastritis is a small problem, but if you torture yourself like this, it will become a big problem. If you find it without words, I may make trouble for you when you see you like this." Isn't it, In the past, as long as Qi Ye procrastinated at work and didn't eat or sleep, he didn't care if he talked less, and he would talk when he cried.

Yu Shao is such a small person, what can he understand, but his biological clock will remind him to eat and sleep. Seeing his father ignoring him, Yu Shao, a spoiled son, starts to cry loudly.However, he hit Qi Ye's weakness, serving this little ancestor, no matter how tough and cold-blooded he was outside, Qi Ye was just a father who became a father in his teens, and he had to obey.

Uncle Shun couldn't help laughing when he thought about the happy father and son scene back then. No matter how serious the atmosphere of the Yan family was, there seemed to be some comfort.

"How old is that little guy now, how can he still make trouble, even if he finds him, he will find me, an old man, annoying." Qi Ye's eyes softened a little.

"How old are you? Going out with Young Master Zhou, who would believe that you are father and son? Young Master Zhou has complained about this in private several times." Uncle Shun was telling the truth. He looked like he was in his early twenties, and he and Yan Chengzhou were more like brothers.

"Cheng Zhou... After all, I am sorry for him."

"Master Qi..." How could Uncle Shun not know that the dead were the most important, and Master Qi always felt ashamed of his wife's accidental death.

But who thought about Qiye's situation?

Qi Ye looked at the old photos from more than ten years ago on the desktop and picked them up.

Clang——————

Qi Ye's hand stopped in mid-air, and underneath was the unbroken photo frame.

"Qiye!" Uncle Shun raised his head suddenly, seeing what was going on, almost bursting into tears, and forced it back in an instant, but his heart was confused with sourness.

Qiye's left hand trembled slightly, and he couldn't even hold the photo.

It was the injury he suffered when he blocked the gun for Yu Shao. The bullet hit Qi Ye's left arm, and after the bullet was taken out, his left hand was almost useless.

The nerve in the left hand has been permanently damaged, and although nothing can be seen normally, occasionally there will be weakness like this without warning.

Qiye used to be left-handed, but since then he only uses his right hand.

Disability... How could this man who never showed weakness in his bones be known.

"It's nothing." Qi Ye stopped Uncle Shun from coming forward, looking at the uncontrolled left hand with deep eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

After the slight convulsions passed, Master Qi calmly picked up the photo frame on the ground. On it was a chubby little boy hugging Master Qi and smiling brightly.

"That kid, what's his name?"

The two encounters by coincidence, especially after giving me a personal phone number, Uncle Shun went to investigate a little bit, there are some things that Qi Ye doesn't need to order, they will do everything well, and let it go if there is nothing suspicious. I didn't expect Qi Ye to ask about such an insignificant matter, but even the most abnormal things have happened, so it's no big deal to just mention such a sentence now?

"My name is Li Yu. She is a student of Experimental No. [-] Middle School in City A. Her family background is clean."

"Li Yu...is a good name."

Qiye's tone was too calm, Uncle Shun was not sure about Qiye's attitude for a moment.However, Uncle Shun felt that if it was really a coincidence that they all had the word "language" and they could meet twice, then the child and Master Qi really had an inexplicable fate.

As if he had had enough rest, Qi Ye stood up and walked towards the filing cabinet.

"In a few days, each school will have an art performance. At that time, all schools will present programs for competitions. If you want to relax, it's a good place to go." Uncle Shun actually had no other intentions, just the kid who bravely asked the phone number It reminded him of an inconspicuous school invitation letter in the invitation card, which is available every year.

Ever since Yushao passed away, Qiye has started donating to schools. No matter what the outside world thinks of Qiye, in the education field, Qiye is a philanthropist who is willing to invest money.

Later, Uncle Shun guessed a little bit, maybe Qiye just thought that if Yu Shao was in school, maybe he could create a better educational environment for Yu Shao.

It's just such a guess, some are too ridiculous and too sad, Yu Shao is long gone.

Qi Ye also went to see it once for the sake of Young Master Cheng Zhou, but he didn't know if the young master wanted to be angry or intentionally angered Qi Ye, he smashed up the whole performance when he got on stage, and many teachers and students were frightened. , It also caused the Yan family's family style to make a big joke in the circle at that time.

Qi Ye was noncommittal, and changed the subject, "Bring me the porridge."

Uncle Shun was overjoyed: "Yes!"

Sure enough, the less words mentioned, the more effective!

That night, when Teacher Mei came home, she took out the stack of summer homework after dinner.

Most of the teachers in the summer homework just read it over, and many of them were able to cope with it, but as a responsible teacher, she still wanted to read it one by one.

In the room, only the white light of the desk lamp shone on the booklets, and Teacher Mei flipped through the pages for correction.Until a Chinese homework book made her read and read again and again, the font on it was sharp and imposing, especially eye-catching among a bunch of made-up summer homework.

"Daughter, it's already midnight, you should go to bed!" Outside the door, Father Mei knocked on the door and came in.

"Dad, look at this homework." He handed over the summer homework.

Father Mei is a famous professor in a famous school, calligraphy also has a certain reputation, is a member of the Huaguo Art Association, and has a certain level of appreciation for calligraphy and painting. Wearing reading glasses and flipping through this summer homework, he was amazed. "Is this your student's word?"

"Yeah, the writing was pretty good before, but the progress now is too great!" Teacher Mei has an impression of Li Yu, the little fat man. Most teachers inevitably like good students, and the second is that they don't cause trouble and don't cause trouble , the Li language happens to be the second type.

Although the grades are mediocre, it can be seen that the handwriting has a foundation among junior high school students and has been practiced for many years.

It's only been a summer vacation, and she was stunned by the great progress, especially the serious font and answers on it, which were obviously well-done homework, and they were definitely not copied from anyone.

"This word really reminds me of your Grandpa Pei's grandson. I have seen the kid's handwriting in that calligraphy competition. If it looks like calligraphy with a hard pen, this kid is slightly better than him. It's rare."

"Dad, did you give such a high evaluation?" Teacher Mei had some impressions of Pei Chen, he was an unforgettable young man.

"It's a good seedling, bring it home to play when you have time! Don't change your homework, don't you have to be an invigilator tomorrow, how can you have energy if you stay up late?" The grandson is short, so that his grandson is the only one in the world who is outstanding. Now that he finally sees an equally good boy, he can't wait to slap him in the face.

From these few words, Teacher Mei could see that her father, who seldom praised others, really appreciated Li Yu.

Teacher Mei is a little proud, this is her student!

The next day, she returned to school with a stack of homework and arrived in the classroom ahead of the exam.

The students sat down one after another according to the examination room number. When Li Yu walked into the classroom, he saw the head teacher smiling gently at him.

The teacher who is famous for being serious and rigid, suddenly laughed, which made other students who noticed feel horrified.

Those who wanted to cheat originally looked left and right, and many of them stopped thinking.

The classmate sitting in the back row of Li Yu nodded Li Yu's back.

"Li Yu, how are you preparing?" Of course, this preparation does not mean reviewing or something, but the method of cheating.

"It's okay." For this placement test, Li Yu had spent a whole summer vacation, but no one would believe it.

This class is divided into 1-8 classes according to the level of grades. The best class is naturally in Class 1, which not only includes some students who will be recommended in the future, but also naturally there are many students who are admitted to key schools in the market and provincial key schools. The students are good Badness determines the arrangement of the school's teaching staff, at least in the fifth middle school, it is so realistic.

"I played World of Warcraft yesterday too late, I forgot to do the cheat sheet!! God will kill me!"

"You talk to Li Yu about Maoyong, and you're doing it yourself!" Hearing this, Maozi turned his head and smiled so calmly.

"Maozi, you beast!"

Li Yu smiled speechlessly, and when he turned his head, he heard the boy's miserable howl behind him.

There will always be such students.

Some top students from other classes faintly heard the commotion here, and found that it was this group of "not learning well", and looked over with disdainful eyes.

A group of garbage!Waiting for you to enter the eighth class!

Humming softly, he turned his head.

Mao Tianyu was no stranger to such gazes. Seeing Li Yu looking over, he mouthed: Don't worry!

Who took them seriously, especially Mao Tianyu, as a student who bought a quota, although he was very popular, he was also not taken seriously in this environment where academic performance was the focus.

After struggling for so long, this is a turnaround for this group of "bad students". There is a grandfather's eager expectation at home, and an illegitimate child is eyeing him outside the home. He can't lose!

Mao Tianyu couldn't help but clenched his pen tightly. He had this idea, why didn't the others not!He has, Shao Qi has, Guo Ming has, ten of them have never been so serious!They put in so much effort, how could they be reconciled if there was no result.

To everyone who looks down on them, they're not that bad!

The bell rang, and the teacher divided the test papers.

The exam practice in the sleeping space allowed Li Yu to maintain a normal mind.

What he has learned the most during this period is not knowledge, but concentration during the exam. No matter what the test paper is, he will go all out.

The difficulty of the test paper was not high, but Li Yu did not relax because of it.

In the past, he always finished the work carelessly, never checked, and handed in the papers ahead of time.

But it won't be like this anymore. If he has time, he will check it again. If he doesn't have time, he will try his best to do every question well.

It's just that sometimes some multiple-choice questions will be changed to wrong options when they can't make a choice. This situation is most common in Chinese and English.

For this, he has undergone special training in the sleeping space, and once he is selected, he will not change.

The exam depends not only on strength, but also on a good attitude.

Don't be afraid of making mistakes, but be afraid of indecision.

Teacher Mei looked down and saw Li Yu straightened his back, held the pen in a standard posture, and looked down with seriousness.

Involuntarily, he walked down, as if checking the status of each student.

When he reached Li Yu's position, a ball of paper fell from the sky and just hit Li Yu's feet.

Li Yu's heart sank, and he turned his head to see the teacher who had already bent over to pick up the ball of paper, and behind the teacher, Wang Sisi who was writing the test paper with his head down at the back table.