Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

"Uncle Zhang!" Chen Nansong went out and knocked on the door of room 102 a few times. Slow footsteps approached, and a naked head poked out. The uncle looked at him, "What's the matter, Xiaosong?" .”

"Are you using your bicycle today? My car broke down and hasn't been repaired yet. I want to borrow yours." Chen Nansong looked down at his watch, there was still half an hour left.

"Okay, it's locked under the shed at the gate, the one with the red paint." The uncle took a key from the wall and gave it to him.

"Red lacquer?" Chen Nansong was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and waved his hands, "Okay, thank you Uncle Zhang, I'll bring you green onions tomorrow."

"Huh?" Uncle Zhang was stunned for a few seconds, and shouted at Chen Nansong who ran away, "I said you fried the onions downstairs!"

Jingle Bell!

The coquettish bright red was painted on the old bicycle, and Chen Nansong attracted a lot of attention along the way.There was a small radio installed on the front handle of the car, and it started playing as soon as we walked, singing the legend of the Phoenix all the way.

The person on the bicycle is not embarrassed at all, he has a thick skin and a big heart. He has perfected his skills, and it is not an exaggeration to put social bullying on him.

In the afternoon, it happened to be the rush hour for commuting. Chen Nansong had to go against the crowd along the road with a [-] bicycle.

"It's good to have no car. Look at you, you're pitiful." Chen Nansong turned his head to look at the car blocked on the road, smiled, and sent a song "Flying Freely", walking towards the distance unimpeded all the way.

When the song reached its climax, Chen Nansong was stunned. The shining SUV in front of him made his heart tremble. His subordinates hurriedly turned off the music, and he forced it to be cut off at the treble part.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Zhou is here too?" Chen Nansong tugged at his collar, and he insisted on rubbing his bike towards the side of the road. Seeing that he was about to approach the SUV, half of his body lay on the side of the road. On the handlebars, look sideways.

Damn, a greasy man with half stubble is picking his teeth in the mirror.

"I'm blind." Chen Nansong almost carried it away after reading it, his face became gloomy for a moment, and when the car turned around, his head didn't turn around at the same time, and he took two steps ahead.

"Patta."

Traffic accident scene, victim: Chen Nansong.He was actually rubbed on the non-motorized lane.

"My god, little brother, are you alright?" A woman's voice came to my ears, and Chen Nansong hurriedly got up from lying on the ground, but it was nothing serious, his arm was a little skinned, and the handlebar was probably crooked up.

"I'm fine." Chen Nansong stood up and looked up.The woman wore sunglasses on her head, a denim jacket and Martin boots, her long braids were tied behind her head, and the silver chain on her wrist jingled.

"It's really fine, no, you can go to the hospital with me for a checkup, in case there is..." The woman dragged him and stuffed him into the car.

"No, no, no, I'm rushing to hold a parent-teacher meeting, I'm really fine!" Chen Nansong was stuffed into half of his body and then stepped out.

"Okay, then I'll take you there, the front of your bike is crooked." The woman glanced at the old bike, "Little brother, isn't your bike an antique that has been passed down?"

"Ah?" Chen Nansong took a look, "I borrowed it from the uncle downstairs."

"That's fine. I think you don't look too old at this age. You ride this kind of...retro car, and you think you bought it for a lot of money." The woman smiled and got into the driver's seat, "Where are you going, little one?" brother?"

"Second Elementary School." After Chen Nansong finished speaking, he sat in obediently, and the bicycle was put into the carriage.

"I'm familiar with that part." After the woman finished speaking, she stepped on the gas pedal, causing Chen Nan to shrink back in fright.

It's a tough drive.

"What's the name of the little brother?" The woman turned her head and glanced.

"Chen Nansong."

"My name is Zhou Xin, you can just call me Sister Zhou." After Zhou Xin finished talking, the car turned a corner and stopped within a few minutes of walking, "This is it, right?"

"Yes." Chen Nan let go of the car door, "Thanks, sister."

"It's okay! See you later." Zhou Xin kicked the gas pedal and flew out again, Yang Chen Nansong got a layer of soil into his mouth.

"What time is it?" Chen Nansong raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Damn it, I'm late!!"

He kept nagging along the way, saying as he ran, "I used to be scolded for being late for school, but now I'm still late for the parent-teacher meeting. The two words I and school are incompatible!" He flew all the way with long legs. When we reached the third floor, "What class is it?"

"By the way, class one, class one." Chen Nansong ran desperately in the opposite direction, looked at class one above his head, and slapped down.

"Patta!"

The door opened, probably because of his too much strength, the door was trembling and shaking. It was still talking inside, and it became extremely quiet in an instant.

Chen Nansong raised his eyes and followed the long legs on the podium, his eyes moved upwards, and met Zhou Qingyan's eyes.

The people on the podium opened their mouths in a daze for a long time, but didn't hold back a word, and all the paper brushes in their hands flew to the ground.

"Huh?" Chen Nansong stared at the papers all over the floor for two seconds, "Ah, let me help you." He squatted on the ground and began to pick up papers.

The parents of the whole class stretched their heads and looked at the scene in front of them.

The two men squatted on the ground and kept picking up paper, Zhou Qingyan sighed, "It's okay, I'll do it."

"It's okay, I'll come." Chen Nansong moved quickly.

The two of them held a piece of paper in the end and neither of them let go, Chen Nansong opened his hand violently after a long time of reaction, "Your."

"Cough." Zhou Qingyan stood up, tugged at the neckline, and stood on the podium.

Chen Nansong at the door forced a smile, stood at the door and looked in, but didn't see any empty seats.

"Sit here." Zhou Qingyan pointed to the table and chair next to his legs.

Chen Nansong sat down obediently, but this position was a bit weird. When he looked up, he saw Zhou Qingyan's clear mandible. When the person on the stage turned around, his eyes unconsciously moved to the ground with his thighs up.

He propped his head and stared at the two legs in front of him in a daze, and the person above his head didn't pay attention to what he said.

"Hello." Zhou Qingyan yelled, but Chen Nansong didn't respond. He followed the man's gaze and met the indescribable position below his waist.

"Hello, hello." Zhou Qingyan blushed a little, knocked Chen Nansong's table with his fingers a few times, startled the people below, "Huh?"

"Who is your child?" Zhou Qingyan looked at him and asked.

"My child?" Chen Nansong was stunned for a long time, "Oh, that's right, the boy's name is Fei Le."

"Fei Le." Zhou Qingyan raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

A parents' meeting lasted for an hour. During the period, apart from Zhou Qingyan's long legs dangling in front of Chen Nansong, several teachers came in one after another, probably talking about the situation of the last exam.

"This is a WeChat group. Parents should add it. If you have any questions, you can contact them." Zhou Qingyan wrote a series of numbers on the blackboard, "If there are no problems, parents can leave."

"Wait a minute." Zhou Qingyan slightly lowered his head and said to Chen Nansong in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Chen Nansong's butt stopped in the air for a few seconds, pointing at himself, "Me?"

"Yes, I have something to say, please stay here for a while." Zhou Qingyan was arranging the books on the top, while Chen Nansong leaned against the table with his head full of question marks, staring at the good-looking eyes of the people on the stage and began to be dazed again.

The classroom was empty, Zhou Qingyan walked to the door and beckoned, "The office."

"Ah? Good." Chen Nansong's goosebumps jumped up crazily, the word office was a nightmare, even if it was said from such a good-looking person, it was still a nightmare.

"You are Fei Le's... Dad, brother?" Zhou Qingyan said the last two words with extreme uncertainty, and turned to open the door of the office.

Chen Nansong followed behind for a moment, "Ah, no, I'm his uncle. His parents have gone out on business. I'll take care of him recently."

"Well, come in." Zhou Qingyan pushed open the door, the office is not big, there are only two desks, he sat down in front of the desk near the door, "Drink water?"

"Don't bother." Chen Nansong said so, but he still wanted to drink water.Zhou Qingyan glanced at him, poured a glass and put it on the edge of the table.

Chen Nansong was not polite, holding a water glass in his hand, looking in along the edge of the table, the blinking SpongeBob SquarePants water glass and table mat were...very cute.

"That...that was made by my sister." Seeing him in a daze, Zhou Qingyan hooked a chair under his feet for him, "Sit down."

"Okay, did that kid Fei Le do something bad?" Chen Nansong leaned back on the chair, staring at the books on the table.

"How to Identify if You Are Neuropathic"

"It's not a big deal, it's just..." Zhou Qingyan sat down and took out a book from the drawer.

"100 Questions about Love That Captures Each Other's Small Thoughts"

Chen Nansong's face was livid, and he coughed in embarrassment for an unknown amount of time.

"I caught this one in class, and that...Although curiosity is not a bad thing, it's better not to read it during class time." Zhou Qingyan sat beside him with a look no better than Chen Nansong.

"Okay, I'll go back... talk to him." After Chen Nansong finished speaking, the fingers under his hands were about to be clenched into fists.

What's there to talk about, this book doesn't belong to the brat at all, it belongs to him.

It is estimated that it was installed by mistake.

But at this moment, acting is still necessary. Chen Nansong stared at the opposite person sincerely, "I will educate him when I go back, thanks for your hard work!" He reached out and grabbed Zhou Qingyan's hand, and squeezed it twice.

For two days in a row, he didn't know how much he had taken advantage of this strange man.

"Okay, that's good." Zhou Qingyan pulled his hand back vigorously, "You can ask me any questions later, it's okay."

"Okay." Chen Nansong nodded and stood up, "Then I'll go first?"

"Yes." Zhou Qingyan stood up and opened the door of the office.

"Then..."

"Brother!!" The two of them hadn't finished speaking when a clear little girl's voice yelled at the door, echoing throughout the corridor.

"I said the voice should be quieter next time, but you forgot." Zhou Qingyan walked over and took the girl by the hand and led her into the room.

"Uncle! No, brother!!" The girl looked up at Chen Nansong with a happy smile on her face. She shook off her brother's hand with one hand, and pulled Chen Nansong's arm inward. "Brother, why are you here?"

"I..." Chen Nansong looked up at Zhou Qingyan, and the person on the opposite side stared at him in surprise, "I'm here to hold a parent-teacher meeting."

"You have children!" the girl yelled so loudly that the whole school could hear it.

"Xiao Li, it's rude." Zhou Qingyan closed the door, and pulled Zhou Li to a chair beside him, "You know this...brother?"

"Yes, he brought me last time." Zhou Li smiled sweetly.

When Zhou Qingyan turned his head, he saw Chen Nansong standing in the corner buckling the wall, wishing he could knock the wall through.

"It's dusty." He leaned on the table and looked at Chen Nansong with a smile.

"Ah?" Chen Nansong lowered his head, looking at the white ashes all over the floor, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Qingyan smiled for a long time with his head down, his shoulders shook slightly, and he raised his head and said, "Thank you."