Ji Shu sobbed, "This chocolate must have been bought by your dad for any shameless little goblin outside."

Ye Rongcheng took a big sip of cigarette suddenly, and a circle of blue-white smoke emerged from the corner of his mouth: "I haven't bought it before, so I took out a small receipt that I've never seen before and got angry at me. Your mother was just intentional, suspicious all day long, like a lunatic."

"I'm suspicious? Who made me suspicious?" Ji Shu was dissatisfied, "When did I wrong you?"

"I've had enough of this day. At worst, I can get a divorce. Who do you like to live with and whom you go with!" Ji Shu said this with a backbone and loud voice.

However, the wolf has played too many tricks, so her husband and son have long since taken it seriously.

"My son is so old, why are you separated?" Ye Rongcheng didn't want to make such an ugly fuss with Ji Shu in front of his son. His wife is a model wife in the eyes of outsiders, but she is not as gentle and virtuous as she is outside at home.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, what do you look like? I remember two days ago you said that Hermes has released a new bag, and I will ask someone to bring you one." As a woman, "package" cures all diseases, especially Hermes, which has the best effect.

Ji Shu sniffed another tissue to wipe his tears, and he was very moved.

Ye Rongcheng skillfully blew the cigarette with his fingertips, and the ashes fell into the crystal ashtray on the coffee table.

The two seemed to be waiting for Ye Xiaoyang to express their opinions.

"Dad, mom, don't argue." Ye Xiaoyang knew that he had to say something to maintain this seemingly stormy marriage, otherwise he would seem too heartless.

"I bought the chocolate." This sentence fell into the empty living room of the villa, which shocked his parents to look at each other.

Before the two asked, Ye Xiaoyang confessed: "I played football at school and smashed a girl. I felt sorry for it, so I gave her a box of chocolate."

He spoke in a straightforward manner without any unnecessary emotions, just like the meticulous news anchor in the news broadcast.

Ye Xiaoyang's words blocked all the questions they wanted to ask.

If Ye Xiaoyang hides it, he will feel guilty, but his tone is clearly innocent and has no other intentions.

"Oh, that's it." Ji Shu kneaded the wet tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can. She would rather her son say something else to confirm his father's crime than telling such facts that she couldn't get out of Taiwan, as if she was looking for trouble and was responsible for it.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Ji Shu wanted to find some place.

"I'm not a three-year-old child anymore, so there's no need to report to you in detail, right?" Ye Rongcheng said, "What a big deal."

I don’t know if he is talking to Ye Xiaoyang or talking to himself.

Women’s suspicion is really terrible. What’s even more terrifying is that their intuition is often very accurate.

Ji Shu glanced at Ye Rongcheng and didn't say anything, but he still held his face.

Ye Xiaoyang said lightly: "Okay, I'll go back to the house."

Seeing his son walking up the spiral stairs, Ji Shu pounded Ye Rongcheng with his elbow: "Hermes, you are not allowed to go back on your word."

"Just this color, Hermes Orange." Ji Shu took out his cell phone and sent the photo to Ye Rongcheng, "It's only more than 100,000 points, not expensive at all."

Ye Rongcheng groaned and pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, his heart dripping blood.

My son's chocolates cost me more than 1,000 yuan in small treasury, and I really raised a good son.

The three-day holiday passed quickly. When Ye Xiaoyang went to school on Wednesday morning, he found that the open space under the teaching building was full of large cardboard boxes.

Many students took advantage of the fact that the morning reading class had not started and whispered here.

"Air conditioner? Is the school going to install air conditioner for us?"

"It's still a G-brand central air conditioner, it's so expensive."

"It's raining in the world? When did the principal be so generous?"

"I heard two teachers say last night that this was donated by the student's parents. How could the principal be so stingy?"

"Ah? Which student's parents are so generous?"

"I don't know. It is said that I am afraid that the impact of installing only my children's classes is not good, so I contracted all the air conditioners in the school."

"Rich rich, why don't I have such parents?"

Everyone began to guess which classmate’s parents did a good thing.

Ye Xiaoyang remembers that when Luo Yi called her father a few days ago, she vaguely mentioned the air conditioner.

It probably won't be that coincidence, right?

Several students didn't know anything about it. When they turned around, they saw Ye Xiaoyang also. This kind of academic god has never cared about the mundane affairs in the lower realms. If it appears here now, something must be strange.

Thinking that Ye Xiaoyang's family is rich, they asked, "Did your dad buy it for us?"

Ye Xiaoyang couldn't help but sneer.

Marx once said that when capital comes to the world, from head to toe, every pore is dripping with blood and dirty things.

As a top figure in the financial industry in Xishui City, his father Ye Rongcheng naturally regarded this sentence as a standard. If he wanted to dig money from his nails, there were probably few people who had the ability except his mother Ji Shu.

How could Ye Rongcheng do such meaningless charity?

Ye Xiaoyang: "No."

No? At that time, I really couldn't think of any classmate's parents who were so generous.

After arriving in the classroom, more than half of the students arrived, and everyone was shaking their heads and carrying books.

Luo Yi covered her ears and was chanting "Xiaoyaoyou" in a low voice.

This is a Chinese morning reading class. As soon as the Chinese teacher Liang Qin entered the classroom, she said she wanted to check the memorization status.

The status of Chinese in high school is very embarrassing. It is the main subject and the college entrance examination accounts for 150 points, but it is far less important than mathematics and English.

There is a long-standing joke in No. 1 Middle School: "Mathematics is the emperor, English is the imperial concubine, and Chinese is the queen who entered the cold palace."

So Liang Qin suddenly wanted to check the endorsement, and the classroom immediately complained.

"In the last midterm exam, your class had the best scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry in the whole grade. Chinese did not even rank the top three. It seems that I am too loose to catch you." Liang Qin said, "How many people are right about the fill-in-the-blank questions in the last midterm exam? Raise your hand and I can check it out."

There were nearly fifty people in a class, and none of them raised their hands.

The reason is that the last question tests the words in "Preface to the Pavilion of Tengwang", "The elegant hope of the governor Yan Gong is coming from afar; the noble example of Yuwen Xinzhou is temporarily suspended."

"Preface to the Pavilion of Tengwang" is not a must-memorize article in the college entrance examination in Province X. This sentence is not famous and has many rare words. Basically, all the students have fallen into it, and even Ye Xiaoyang was not spared.

Liang Qin held the book and started a random check from the first row on the far right.

Those who click on it will be given a random title and will start to recite it from the designated paragraph. If you cannot recite it, you will stand and memorize it until the end of get out of class.

It doesn’t matter if you are punished to stand, but it is indeed a bit embarrassing. Everyone is in high school and is still physically punished and humiliated like elementary school students, so they can’t bear to worry about their face.

But Liang Qin checked one by one, but none of them could escape. As soon as the morning reading class ended, none of the people she drew passed the inspection.

Liang Qin slapped the book on the lectern and got angry: "There are three days off on May Day, and I don't think you know the southeast, west and north! There are twelve points in the Chinese language of the college entrance examination. What is the concept of twelve points? One point is thousands of people. Don't you plan to ask for these twelve points?"

"I didn't leave any homework for you normally, so I asked you to memorize some books. You just fool me like that?" Liang Qin said as she spitted, and the students below didn't dare to say a single fart.

"The next two classes will not be held, so I will recite them all!" Liang Qin seemed to be trying to give these little bastards a look. Chinese is the queen, and when she enters the cold palace, she is also the queen, and high school Chinese teachers also need respect.

"The students who have not had a random check will come to me to continue memorizing later. It will be fine when and when." The holiday just started, so they must be allowed to concentrate, otherwise they will be able to learn.

After the bell rang in class, Liang Qin continued to conduct random inspections.

Walking to Ye Xiaoyang, he recited the article "Guanju".

Ye Xiaoyang finished reciting it extremely smoothly, and Liang Qin actually ordered another article "Li Sao", as if she was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Ye Xiaoyang can get full marks in mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology. When he was in Chinese, he was even deducted points for dictation. He didn’t take Chinese seriously?

He must give him a warning.

The students looked here one after another. If the god of learning could not memorize it, the whole class would probably become a laughing stock.

They hope that Ye Xiaoyang can live up to expectations and break the curse, but they do not want him to stand out as one.

Ye Xiaoyang carved it out, which means: "Look, someone can still recite it out. Why can't you recite it out? Isn't it because you are not careful enough?"

Ye Xiaoyang didn't recite it, that was: "Even Ye Xiaoyang couldn't recite it. Why are you confident that you can get the twelve points without memorizing it?"

Yes, it always makes sense. Teachers can always find excuses to scold people.

However, isn’t Li Sao so easy to memorize? The Chu Ci written by Qu Yuan, the first romantic poet in China, is so confusing and obscure.

Ye Xiaoyang's memory is outstanding, and that must be based on what he can understand.

"If I believe in it and practice it, how can I hurt my long chin..." Ye Xiaoyang couldn't remember the part behind him after he was carried here.

Even though he finished memorizing 90% of the excerpts, Liang Qin still asked him to stand up. She decided to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, and he was the best example.

Everyone sighed.

It seems that there will be an unprecedented grand event for the whole class to stand in the penalty.

This is also very good. Anyway, it’s the same effect if I didn’t recite it and I recite it all out.

Ye Xiaoyang didn't care much either.

Even if he doesn't have a twelve or a 10-point score, it probably won't have much impact on his college entrance examination results - anyway, it's either Tsinghua or Peking University, so the third situation cannot occur.

What's more, how could he not have a single point? His memorization ability can definitely defeat 99.99% of the candidates.

He held a book expressionlessly. When he turned the page, he saw Liang Qin heading towards Luo Yi from the corner of his eyes.

"Hey, look." Zhou Jiahang, as his brother-in-law, was punished to stand after only memorizing a few words, "Liang Qin is going to bully your little baby."

Ye Xiaoyang: “…”
To be continued...