Ba is always my career fan [entertainment]

Wearing a small hat made of old newspapers, Yang Li stretched out his arms to wipe off the chalk writing on the top of the blackboard.

I picked a white chalk from the chalk box and broke it, pressed it horizontally on the clean blackboard, wrote down the words "Welcome Parents" neatly, and carefully traced the border with red chalk.

"There's too much space around, should we draw more flowers and plants?" Yang Li took two steps back and made suggestions based on the overall effect.

The cultural and sports committee member at the side rushed over, "Don't! You can just write, and leave the drawing to others!"

"Yes, yes! Yang Li, the chalk characters you wrote are so beautiful!" The female classmate said and moved over, trying to stop Yang Li, "I will do the rough work on the background."

Class [-] students have known him for three years, this soul painter was once so angry that the art teacher changed his career, and since then he went to teach physical education, the legend in the school is still brilliant.

No one dared to take the risk, so Yang Li started to write, and greeted many parents with his crooked ghostly symbols.

Otherwise, parents may think that they have entered a cult organization by mistake when they see the blackboard newspaper.

"I didn't say I wanted to paint." Yang Li was very self-aware, knowing that his works could not be seen by others.

Even so, Yang Li was hit hard by the attitude shown by his old classmate.

He put down the chalk to wipe off the gray stains on his fingertips, and asked sadly, "What else should I do?"

"Ah, Yang Li, the chalk characters you wrote are so beautiful!" the style committee member praised again.

"Yes, you must sign me before graduation, and I will take it home and confess!" The female student who was in charge of painting the background followed suit.

"It's not necessary, it's really unnecessary." Yang Li's frustration caused the exaggerated attitude of the two of them to break away, and he joked, "I'm currently studying portrait sketches, if you like..."

"No need!" The two girls refused very simply.

Yang Li was hit again, and the glass heart was cracked.

Just as he was about to say something more, Feng Zhe hurried over and patted his shoulder.

"Ah Qi, go to the teacher's office to get a paper cup, and I will pour water for the parents later." Feng Zhe bluffed.

"Okay." Yang Li replied, took off the newspaper hat, and ran to the teacher's office quickly.

The foreman passed by outside the classroom and happened to bump into Yang Li running outside, curiously asking acquaintances from class seven.

"Hey, Yang Li also wants to participate in the cleaning?"

"That's right, all the students in the class have a task to receive parents." The girl cleaning the glass poked her head out, "Have you cleaned the left side?"

"It's clean." The foreman continued to ask gossip, "Yang Li has been on TV, and he's going to be a big star in the future. Why do you let him do such a thing?"

"You said it later, let's talk about it when something like that happens. Anyway, he is just a classmate in our class now." The girl changed a piece of glass and continued to wipe it, and said nonchalantly, "Besides, Yang Li didn't feel how much he was. It's special, what are outsiders thinking about?"

The classmates in the neighboring class heard his sarcasm, silently shut their mouths, and left in despair.

The parent meeting is about to start, and many parents are already waiting outside.

Yang Li placed the paper cup at the corner of the table, and Feng Zhe poured it out beside him with a large bucket of mineral water.

"Ah Qi, who is coming from your family?" Feng Zhe asked.

"Hmm..." Yang Li hesitated for a moment, "My teacher."

Feng Zhe continued to ask, "Just give you extra lessons? Your boss?"

"Ah."

"Your boss even held a parent-teacher meeting for you. He is so kind to you."

"Really? I also think he is very kind to me." Yang Li came to his seat and set the paper cups, retracted his hand and started to worry.

Seeing him stunned, Feng Zhe stared at Yang Li strangely.

"He wants to drink from his own cup." Yang Li explained.

Mai Yanchen is a wealthy and troublesome second generation, and he is very particular about the utensils for drinking and eating.

Yang Li heard Aunt Xiao Wang mention it once, saying that he has serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he is very concerned about this weird sense of ritual.

"Oh! Your boss is very rich, right!" Feng Zhe picked up the bucket and glanced at it, "He must be drinking 82-year-old Evian every day, and he will never touch cheap water."

"That's not the case, he eats lollipops worth fifty cents." Yang Li spread a rumor on behalf of a rich second generation, calling Feng Zhe to continue pouring water for the parents in the back row.

"Then, what about your boss?" Teachers all have occupational diseases, and they are especially good at nagging. Every parent meeting has to be held for at least two hours.

Sitting for such a long time, a boss like Yang Li will definitely lose his temper.

"I'll figure out a way later." Yang Li glanced at his seat and said with a light smile, "It's okay, he's very patient, he even dared to teach me math."

Mai Yanchen, who had always been impatient, was sitting in the car with the air conditioner turned on, listening to the tick-tock of the watch hands.

Looking at the students swarming out of the school, Mr. Yan's expression was cold and irritable.I clearly agreed to hold the parent-teacher meeting at 03:30, but I waited outside until four o'clock and it didn't start.

Don't the school leaders who plan the parent meeting have any sense of time?

Mr. Yan tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, reminiscing about the past in boredom, trying to recall the scene of the school's parent meeting when he was studying.

He thought hard and found that there was no such thing at all.

Mai Yanchen studied in a noble private high school since he was a child, and the tuition fees were quite expensive.

In exchange for equivalent value, the teacher is extraordinarily caring for every student.Knowing that those parents have a lot of time to deal with, the communication between home and school is always carried out in the form of "door-to-door interview".

Even so, Mai Yanchen's parents would not be able to attend in all likelihood.

"I remembered." This was the first time he attended an ordinary parent-teacher meeting.

He actually attended as a parent to communicate with the teacher about the idol's learning situation.

The world is really magical.

There will be parent-teacher meetings in the last two classes, the cleaning is over, and the whole school dismisses early, leaving only a few students who voluntarily help the teacher.

Yang Li lived far away, so he had to wait for Mai Yanchen to pick him up anyway, so he simply applied to stay and do odd jobs.

Mai Yanchen followed the signs and stepped into Class [-]. The other parents hadn't arrived yet, and only Yang Li was distributing papers in the empty classroom.

He was wearing an ordinary blue and white school uniform, holding the thick test papers of various subjects in his left hand, and picked up the top copy of the checklist in his right hand, and then gently placed it on the corresponding seat.

After four o'clock, the sun was shining brightly, and the bright and warm light shone on Yang Li's body, making him radiant.

The sound of footsteps sounded in my ears, and the rhythm was very familiar.

Yang Li turned his face to see Mai Yanchen, adjusted his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Brother Yan, you came so early."

"Yeah." Mai Yanchen strode up to him, not ashamed to say that he was irritated waiting, threatened and lured the school's little security guard, and forced his way in.

"I'm in the penultimate row, you sit first." Yang Li quickly distributed the rest of the papers, walked up to Mai Yanchen with his own, and quickly stuffed them into the depths of the table.

Mai Yanchen: ...

It's okay to hide.

"Anyway, you've read it anyway." Yang Li was glad that he came early so that he could hide the test paper openly.

Otherwise, other parents would come in and look around, and their bottom-ranked math scores would definitely be publicly punished.

"Don't take it out." Yang Li clasped his hands together, pleading softly.

"Understood." Mai Yanchen responded lightly, sat in Yang Li's seat, and looked at the classroom where he usually attends classes.

The classroom layout is ordinary, with welcome words written on the front and rear blackboards, and the tables and chairs are neatly arranged.

There was obviously nothing special about it, but Mai Yanchen looked at it very carefully.He had seen Yang Li in school uniform for a long time, but this was the first time he saw him in school.

The little classmate Yang Li does not have the powerful and fiery attack power of his idol, Yang Li, but he is just as dazzling.Simply standing there, it seems to be able to shine.

"When I was pouring water, I thought you shouldn't use paper cups. But the parent-teacher meeting will be held for two hours, you will definitely be thirsty..." Yang Li took the schoolbag, and took out a light green transparent water cup from it to discuss with him, "Use my cup. Pour some water into your glass, can you?"

Mai Yanchen lowered his eyes and glanced at the disposable paper cup in front of him.He has never used this kind of thing, and he always feels that the hygiene quality is worrying.If it was only two hours, Renren would have passed.

but…

Mai Yanchen glanced at the water glass of the same style as the idol. Yang Li should have just washed it and dried it, and there was no water stain on the side of the glass.

Idol same style.

The same paragraph.

"Okay." Mai Yanchen stepped on the principle again, and agreed neatly.

Yang Li took the bucket from the back of the classroom, poured it into a cup and handed it to Mai Yanchen, frowned and smiled at him, "Then I'll wait for you outside."

"Go." Seeing his well-behaved appearance with his schoolbag on his back, Mai Yanchen tried hard to resist the desire to take pictures.

What a cute little boy!

love it!

It's time for the parents to come in.Yang Li left the classroom and went into the teacher's office, and found an empty space to write homework.

Several substitute teachers were preparing for the parent-teacher meeting. When they saw Yang Li coming in, they asked him about the situation one after another.

"Yang Li, have the parents come in?"

"My parents have come in." Yang Li replied, "The one who helped me make up lessons."

"Oh, then I'm going to talk to him!" The math teacher's eyes lit up excitedly, and he ran out.

Although he didn't say anything clearly, the attitude of seeing the living Bodhisattva made Yang Li feel a little... heartbroken.

The parent meeting took longer than expected. As the critical period of the college entrance examination approached, every teacher wrote a long speech.

The parents who sat down listened very carefully at first, but gradually became erratic in the long lectures of the teachers of various subjects.

It can be seen that distraction in class is a common problem of human beings.

"Hey, young man." The aunt next to Mai Yanchen stopped Mai Yanchen, "Are you holding a parent-teacher meeting for your brother?"

"Yeah." Mai Yanchen spread out his notebook and wrote down all the key points that the teachers of each subject said.

Especially the math subject, the teacher's request, and the sprint tips, I wrote two full pages.

"There are only thirty days left, and the college entrance examination is really worrying." The aunt spoke to him familiarly, "How is your brother doing in the exam?"

"Very good." Mai Yanchen boasted that his idol was not humble, and just two words summed up Yang Li's level to a high degree.

"How many exams have you taken?"

Mai Yanchen took out the test paper from the table, glanced at it, and reported the score.The more Feng Zhe's mother listened, the more envious she became, and she praised again and again.

When it was math's turn, Mai Yanchen paused.

Just now the math teacher said that the average score of the whole class is 112, and the lowest score has passed the passing line.

After a little reasoning, the witty President Yan immediately guessed the reason for Yang Lizang's test paper.

He stuffed the stack of papers back and said without changing his face, "Mathematics one hundred and thirteen."

That night, Feng Zhe was severely criticized by "other people's children".

"Look at how good your deskmate is! Let's take a look at your test scores and learn more from them in the future!"

"Mom, he does math..."

"What's wrong with his math? One hundred and three, much higher than yours."

Feng Zhe: ...

Yang Li's boss is a ruthless person, and the bottom-to-last score was forcibly blown to one hundred and three.

Can a person do this? !