I don't know warm water

Lu Yueping drank half a bowl of brown sugar water, ate the poached egg, and asked Zou Yan kindly: "Baby, when is the holiday?"

Zou Yan took a dumpling and put it in Lu Yueping's mouth, and Lu Yueping ate it with her mouth open.Zou Yan said, "Next Wednesday."

"It's officially a holiday? Have the grades come out yet?" Lu Yueping didn't have a fever, but her face was still flushed.

"It's out," Zou said. "Next week, I will go back to lecture for two days, and then I will be on vacation."

Lu Yueping nodded, and asked again: "Then how did your teacher Xu arrange the summer vacation?"

Zou Yan suddenly smiled: "He is free and easy in Europe, I just go to his studio to play by myself."

Lu Yueping let out an angry "Mm", and was about to say something, but changed her mind and said, "If you want to draw better or study, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Zou Yan couldn't help but pick his fingertips with his left and right hands.

Lu Yueping glanced down calmly: "Actually, I didn't want to tell you now. Both your teacher Xu and Mr. Zhuang have talked to me, saying that if you want to paint, you have to work harder on those arts. Things, otherwise you will do well in the entrance examination."

Zou Yan had a lot of small things in his heart: Xu Jingqiang still understood, what happened to Zhuang Shasha?

Zou Yan glanced at Lu Yueping, then lowered his head slightly: "Then... what did Teacher Zhuang say?"

Lu Yueping snorted and said, "You don't care about her, I'm asking you to think about it for yourself, and I don't want you to give me an answer right now."

Zou Yan curled his lips, pretending not to be happy: "Oh."

Lu Yueping raised her hand and gently tugged at his ear, and scolded with a smile: "Little bastard, you decide this matter yourself, and Mom is not in a hurry to ask for an answer. But you must tell Mom when you think about it."

Zou Yan nodded, blinked and smiled at Lu Yueping.

Zou Wei thinks that Chinese, English, history and geography are all good, and mathematics... It seems that it is not so difficult now.

And electricity should belong to physics, right?Physics will start in the next semester.

Zou Yan still wants to stay in the current school.

Lu Yueping suddenly smiled wryly, but the bitterness was quickly concealed by her: "Mom can't support you forever, but I don't expect you to have to support Mom in the future. I just hope that you can live comfortably in the future, don't need to ask for help, don't need to be afraid of this meal Have you eaten yet?"

Zou Yan didn't answer immediately, but looked at Lu Yueping quietly, neither of them knew what the other was thinking.

After almost a minute, Lu Yueping reached out and rubbed Zou Yan's head: "Go ahead, Mom doesn't want to go out today. What do you want to eat?"

Zou Yan staggered his eyes: "Eat what there is at home."

Lu Yueping remembered: "By the way, you said yesterday that you went to find your classmate for dinner, which classmate?"

Zou Yan bit his lip: "Just... from our class, Li Zhefei."

"Oh..." Lu Yueping nodded thoughtfully.Zou Yan, however, was eager to cover up something and added: "It's a boy."

Lu Yueping glanced at him, there was no emotion in her eyes, but Zou Yan was too guilty to look directly at Lu Yueping.Originally, Lu Yueping was just asking casually, but she never expected her son to be so shy.

Zou Yan didn't even dare to turn his face to her, let alone see Lu Yueping's hesitant expression.Lu Yueping had no choice but to stand up: "You go, I will wash the dishes."

Zou Yan blushed and went back to his room.

Lu Yueping rubbed her lower abdomen and looked deeply at her son's back.The distance was not far, but Lu Yueping gradually felt that she couldn't see clearly.

After cooking two meals of brown sugar eggs for Lu Yueping for breakfast, Zou Yan had to go to school again.

In just two days, according to the order of the exam, each teacher commented on the papers.Zou Yan looked at the Chinese paper in front of him, feeling a little distressed.

Ma Mengyang looked at his answer sheet: "Why do you make so many mistakes in classical Chinese, I think your Chinese performance is pretty good this time."

Zou Yan said "ah", "I just can't speak ancient Chinese."

Ma Mengyang said: "Then your composition must be well written, right? Let me have a look."

Zou Yan grabbed the paper: "No."

Ma Mengyang snorted: "Don't be so stingy, we have been at the same table for almost a year."

Zou Yan shook his head: "I can write so-so."

"Ma Mengyang." Zhuang Shasha thought it was okay for the two children to say something, but unexpectedly they chatted down there.The voice is not loud, but there are quite a lot of expressions.If other men and women were at the same table, Zhuang Shasha might still be concerned about the thin-skinned girls, so she would naturally favor Zou Yan more for this pair of tablemates.

Ma Mengyang fell silent immediately.

However, some people turned their heads to look at the two of them.

Li Zhefei also turned his head, stared at Zou Yan, and gave him a sly smile.

Zou Yan hurriedly looked down at the paper, Zhuang Shasha continued to speak, and the class became quiet again.

Soon, two days passed.On Wednesday, I have to go back to school and wait for the teacher to assign summer homework. After the assignment is completed, I will officially have a holiday.

Walking in the corridor of the teaching building, Li Zhefei asked, "How did you spend your summer vacation?"

Zou Wei replied: "I guess I have to stay in the studio."

Zhang Zhirui yelled, "Two months? Isn't this too tiring?"

Zou Yan nodded and said with a smile: "No way, just practice more."

Zhang Zhirui put his arms around Zou Yan: "Are you and Han Yike in the same studio? I'll come to play with you."

Zou Yan is now able to deal with the "intimacy" of these boys with ease. He pulled Zhang Zhirui's arm away calmly, and replied, "I haven't seen her before."

Li Zhefei just smiled: "Promise. Do you think people want to talk to you?"

Zhang Zhirui was not annoyed either: "It will always be possible if you work hard!"

Zou Yan was amused by his fighting spirit, and Li Zhefei also patted Zhang Zhirui encouragingly: "Come on, brother."

Almost out of the school, Zhang Zhirui suddenly looked back, took a look and then turned back: "Old Li, where is your house?"

Li Zhefei frowned: "What about my family?"

Zou Yan's footsteps also paused.

Zhang Zhirui said in a volume that only the three of them could hear clearly: "It's that Liu Xueyao from class one."

Li Zhefei said "oh" indifferently: "When did you become the one in my house?"

Zhang Zhirui said: "People have been chasing you for so long, you really don't feel anything at all, do you?"

Seeing Zhang Zhirui's smirk, Zou Yan felt that it would be strange that he didn't look at Li Zhefei with that teasing expression at the moment, so he forced a smile that was uglier than crying, pretending to be joking.

Li Zhefei curled his lips: "I said earlier that I don't like her. If she insists on being so attentive, what can I do?"

Zhang Zhirui said "Oh" and smiled unrestrainedly: "Aren't you so unfeeling, people have liked you for so long, even if you agreed to play with her for a week?"

Li Zhefei raised his eyebrows: "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why should I waste time on her. But you, if you are so interested, go after her."

Zou Yan was still smirking there, his face froze.

Neither Li Zhefei nor Zhang Zhirui noticed him, they were still arguing, but they didn't say a few words, Li Zhefei asked without turning his head, "Zou Zhe, do you want to go to Southeast Asia?"

Zhang Zhirui laughed and slapped Li Zhefei: "Damn, you didn't remind me the last time, I still remember the thing that made me trip over the coconut shell and eat a mouthful of sand!"

Before Zou could react, he couldn't put away the ugly and weird smile on his face, Li Zhefei looked back at him, waiting for his answer.

"Let me think about it again." Zou Yan suppressed all his expressions and answered with his head down.