After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 45

What An Ting thought of was actually very simple. He had a small bet with Song Ci. If he won, he would agree to a small request from the other party.

Seems like I can keep that person...

The next day.

Finally came the day of the high school entrance examination.

This time, Father An had to drive the two children to the examination room no matter what. He drove his old car, "Xiaoci, let me show myself in front of your mother, which can be regarded as fulfilling my duty as a stepfather!"

An's father is a rough man, he always speaks directly, but basically there is no malice, no scheming, all sincere feelings.

He was not allowed to take the physical education exam last time, but this time he had to contribute to the formal exam.

Everyone brought up the word stepfather, and Song Ci completely lost the room to refuse, so she could only agree. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle An."

Just as An Ting would not call Aunt Song mother, Song Ci would not call Uncle An father.

There is no way, I feel awkward.

Once you claim it, there is no need to force it.

Papa An said with satisfaction: "Why are you polite..."

After having a hearty breakfast at home, both An Ting and Song Ci changed into their exam suits.

The former highlights a mudslide style, with a sleeveless vest, shorts and slippers, and a black peaked cap, like a fire cloud evil god; the latter does not wear a school uniform, but puts on an ordinary T-shirt, still wearing school uniform trousers and white shoes, with a ponytail tied, looking pure and well-behaved.

"You...Mr. Li said that you can dress casually, so you don't have to be so casual..." If it wasn't for Papa An's presence, Song Ci would have started to complain.

An Ting didn't mean to be disgusting, and said innocently: "No... have you checked the weather forecast for today? It's 37 degrees Celsius, put some oil, you can really stir me up this time, I'm afraid of heat, I feel comfortable like this."

"You're still thinking about the stir-fry, but...you can justify it."

An Ting raised his arms shamelessly, and said with a cheap smile: "Also, look, I'm a late bloomer, and there's no hair in the chicken coop..."

Don't forget one thing, An Ting is a few months younger than Song Ci, he is 15 years old, and he is a bit of a late bloomer in terms of body hair.

Song Ci looked at Anting's chicken coop, gasped, clenched his fists, looked at Uncle An, his face was expressionless, but his veins bulged, and said, "Uncle An, can I hit him? I can't bear it."

Seeing this, Father An nodded solemnly, and said: "Today's exam, don't hit his head, you are allowed to kick his ass."

An Ting: "."

Followed by.

Early in the morning... There was a chase and fight on Bauhinia Street.

Just at this moment, Aunt Song, who had just woken up and was about to go to work, saw the scene of chasing and fighting at the door of her house. She was surprised but also relieved—it was rare to see Song Ci so lively.

There is one more thing that needs to be mentioned, lest you say that An Ting is an unfilial son.

In the last life, An Ting's father died of illness, five or six years ago; An Ting did not forget about this, mainly because his father and Aunt Song had a premarital examination, so An Ting didn't need to remind his father to go for a medical examination, everything was arranged by himself.

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Seven in the morning.

At the gate of the junior high school in their hometown, An Ting and Song Ci got out of the car with examination tools.

This scene fell into the eyes of many candidates, but today is the senior high school entrance examination, and there is no gossip, the candidates just take a look and rush in.

There are still many girls who have noticed An Ting.

After all, he was a mudslide boy.

Especially the sleeveless vest on the body.

He seems to be a rogue, but he just pretended to be it. He has just passed the physical education entrance examination, and he is really muscular, with thick and big arms.

An Ting didn't pay attention to the gazes around him. Looking back, he happened to see Gao Fei and Bao Weiwei coming up.

On the contrary, Gao Fei's dress style is quite normal, he just combed his hair back, which has a touch of Fa Ge's demeanor. He also has a delicate pig boy mentality, which at least shows that he has a good attitude.

The same is true for Bao Weiwei. This guy is an optimist, and his heartlessness is no less than that of An Ting. How can she feel any pressure? Bao's father is a successful businessman, and he regards Bao Weiwei as the apple of his eye.

She still had some fun, and said: "Hey, it's a pity that you are not allowed to bring a camera in the high school entrance examination, so I really want to take pictures..."

Everyone was speechless for a while, how much this guy likes to take pictures.

And this time.

Not far away, on a dilapidated second-hand motorcycle, a middle-aged man drove a fat man over. The slightly shabby scene attracted the attention of many people.

It was Zhu Jiajun who came.

He has always been wearing a sweat-stained white school uniform, but today he deliberately changed into clean new clothes, looking a little different.Although it still can't please anyone, at least it looks cleaner.

The middle-aged man driving the car was not fat, but a skinny man with a vicissitudes on his face and twinkling eyes. Even in the face of a group of junior high school students, he still showed a trace of lack of confidence.

It was Fatty's father.

If I remember correctly, Fatty's father was an ordinary factory worker, and he worked hard to send his son to school early in the morning.

This is a father who expects his son to become a dragon.

"You... Hello." The fat dad stammered and said.

A few people headed by An Ting were very polite and said, "Hello, Uncle."

"That...that... this kid didn't want me to send him here at first, but I think he has made remarkable progress recently, so I still sent him here."

"Oh oh oh..."

"Thank you for taking care of this child..."

"you are welcome."

A very interesting scene, a middle-aged uncle chatting awkwardly with a group of junior high school students, but the latter is the dominant one. The fat dad doesn't know how to communicate at all, and he doesn't know how to chat.

It was Song Ci who couldn't stand it anymore, and smoothed things over, saying, "Uncle, it's getting late, so let's go to the examination room first."

"Oh... oh oh, that's right, the high school entrance examination is important, so go in quickly."

Zhu Jiajun knew that his father was a bit embarrassing, but he didn't dislike him, instead he was very grateful.

Before parting, An Ting patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "You have a very good father, please do your best for the senior high school entrance examination, just do your best, and don't have too much burden."

"Well, Brother Ting, I see."

Although An Ting's change was three months before the senior high school entrance examination, Zhu Jiajun was not that kind of complicated person, he would be stupid, and when others treated him well, he would go up to the top.

At this moment, he was full of gratitude to An Ting.

When I grew up so much, besides my parents, it was the first time I met someone who treated me so well.

Zhu Jiajun really wants to be like Anting, it's not a question of whether he is good or not, but the freedom and self-confidence that is not restricted by the outside world.

Not only was Fatty not in the same examination room as the other four people, they were not even in the same building. He was the first to leave; An Ting, Song Ci, Bao Weiwei and Gao Fei continued to move forward together.

Before parting, at Bao Weiwei's suggestion, five people joined hands together, like an oath, with a bit of middle school, but no one refused.

Even Song porcelain...

After the troops were divided into two groups, Gao Fei still did not forget to tidy up the nose of his plane. He yelled, "In other words... there are only one or two chances in a lifetime, and I really want to try that."

"Which one?" Bao Weiwei asked curiously.

An Ting answered for him: "This guy wants to hand in the examination paper early, because the city's TV station is interviewing the first student who leaves the examination room these days..."

Although it is not as grand as the college entrance examination, the high school entrance examination is also unavoidable from TV reports.

That means the possibility of being on TV.

Of course, only the first one left the examination room, and no one paid attention to the second one.

Bao Weiwei said contemptuously: "Diaofei, you have a brain hole!"

Song Ci couldn't see it, so with a straight face, he said harshly: "If you have time, you might as well check it twice. It's stupid to leave the examination room early just to pretend!"

An Ting rarely agreed, "Don't leave the examination room early!"

He doesn't allow his little friend to roll over!We must go to Yizhong together.

Gao Fei always felt that An Ting and Song Ci looked like a husband and wife, and they were almost the same when they were in charge of others. At this point in time, he didn't want to argue with others, so he had to confess, "Okay, I got it!"

Hearing this, An Ting and Song Ci's expressions eased.

then.

Each went to each examination room.

Only Anting and Song Ci are the same examination room.

The two are obviously very close, but there is an aisle between them, like a bird and a cicada.

With the ringing of the bell and the entrance of the invigilator, the first subject of the senior high school entrance examination, Chinese, officially began.

Before receiving the test paper, although An Ting was very calm, he was still a little nervous, worried that the questions in the parallel world would be different.

When he saw the exam paper, there was good news and bad news...

Bad news, something is different...

Good news, only a few questions are different, most of them are still the same... The most important composition has not changed.

I'm afraid this deviation will not affect the boy's admission to No. [-] Middle School.

Immediately afterwards, An Ting showed an evil and formidable smile. There was no malice. He just looked like this. He had a particularly bad smile, and he was born with a villainous face.

at the same time.

Song Ci, who was a body away, quietly glanced at the young man, took a full view of the smile, couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "You smile so badly, it seems that you don't need to worry too much."

(End of this chapter)