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Song Wu saw the two of them standing at the door with no intention of going in, so he pushed them and said, "What are you doing so stupidly? Why don't you hurry in."

Song Zhuzhu and Song Yu looked at each other and entered the room without saying a word.

Aunt Song was lying on the bed. When she saw Song Yu, she suddenly became energetic and her darling screamed.

This made the mother and daughter who were originally in the yard curl their lips at the same time.

Song Zhuzhu did not follow Song Yu in. Anyway, in her grandma's eyes, she could only see Song Yu. It didn't matter whether she went in or not.

Sure enough, Aunt Song didn't ask about Song Zhuzhu at all. Song Zhuzhu simply went to the living room and took out the test paper and started writing.

There is no need to waste time on people who don't like you, this is what Tang Xin told her.

Instead of fighting for others to like you, it is better to focus on yourself.

People will meet many people in their life, and only a few will stay.

Seeing Song Zhuzhu starting to write the test paper, Song Baoyan walked over curiously.

She is also a senior in high school today, but she goes to a different school than Song Zhuzhu.

Song Zhuzhu and Song Yu knew that Song Wu had been unfaithful to their marriage a long time ago because they saw that Song Baoyan was almost the same age as Song Zhuzhu.

This is why Song Yu's attitude changed so much later.

Under normal circumstances, neither of them wanted to talk to Song Baoyan and the stepmother.

To them, the two of them were the destroyers of their parents' marriage, although they can now understand and support Tang Xin's decision.

But I don't always have a good impression of saboteurs.

The two sides get along almost like rivers and wells, and they don't pay much attention to each other.

Song Baoyan majored in art. She was sent to dance by her mother since she was a child, and she went to her current school as a dance student.

Although the school is considered good in the city, it is really not as good as Song Zhuzhu's school.

However, she did not intend to focus on culture. Students with special talents like them rarely did well in culture classes.

That's not to say there isn't one, but it's definitely not Song Baoyan.

Song Baoyan can also see clearly. Her dancing is very good. She is definitely top-notch in professional classes, but she is a bit behind in cultural classes.

At this moment, he saw Song Zhuzhu lying in the living room writing test papers, so he took a look.

The full number of symbols instantly confused Song Baoyan.

Song Wu was sitting in the yard smoking. During this time, Aunt Song's health was getting worse and worse, which made him a little irritable.

He wanted to take care of the old man in the city during his final days, but Song Baoyan's mother had always disagreed.

The reason he gave was very high-sounding, "Yanyan is already a senior in high school, how many times can she have a senior in high school? Don't let her be distracted at such a critical moment."

Thinking of his daughter's future, Song Wu finally compromised.

Now I see Song Zhuzhu sitting obediently in the living room studying, while Song Baoyan is bored and watching videos on her phone.

He was also a senior in high school, and this comparison stung Song Wu's eyes.

Thinking of Song Zhuzhu, he had never asked her much, but he heard that her grades were among the best in school.

Song Baoyan, on the other hand, has been pampered since she was a child. Except for dancing, she has been insisting on it. She really seems to be ignorant of learning.

"Yanyan, look at Zhuzhu doing homework. Don't you have any homework?" Song Wu finally couldn't help but speak.Song Baoyan glanced at Song Wu, then at her mother, and turned off the phone, "Dad, I just want to relax. In addition to studying, I also dance every day, so I want to give myself a half-day off."

"And it's not like you don't know that I only have half a day to rest. I have to practice dancing in the afternoon, and it's almost time to take the art exam."

Speaking of this, Song Wu's expression softened a bit. Song Wu had always been proud of having a beautiful daughter who could dance.

However, he glanced at Song Zhuzhu, who had been doing homework without raising his head, and felt a little uncomfortable with you.

Maybe it’s because I’m older, and seeing children now is different from seeing children before.

When Song Zhuzhu was a child, she did not receive the same training and attention as Song Baoyan.

But fortunately, this child has good learning ability and can get into a good university without taking any other path and just taking test scores.

Song Yu came out of Aunt Song's room at this time and sat down next to Song Zhuzhu, "Sister, grandma wants you to come in."

"Call me?" Song Zhuzhu was slightly surprised. She didn't expect Aunt Song to see her today, which was really strange.

However, she still got up and entered Aunt Song's house as she was told.

Song Yu took out her test paper from Song Zhuzhu's schoolbag and started writing.

Their school is really special, and it also has special grades.

On weekends, countless test papers are distributed to students in various subjects. Generally, these test papers are a combination of basic questions and advanced questions.

Students with a solid foundation will write relatively quickly.

But if the foundation is not solid, writing is extremely slow and can take up two days.

Song Yu's foundation was relatively solid, but there was no way, both Song Zhuzhu and Tang Xin were keeping a close eye on his studies.

He writes test papers very quickly. Basic questions like this are not difficult for him. Only the improved questions later will slow down a bit.

Song Baoyan saw from the corner of her eye that Song Yu's speed was like writing randomly, and she sneered in her heart.

Could this be a pretense to get dad's attention?

Sure enough, I saw a satisfied smile on Song Wu's face.

For Song Wu, girls are still incomparable with boys, especially the older he gets, the more he can understand that Song Yu is his son, which makes him very concerned about their relationship.

At this moment, seeing Song Yu doing her homework as soon as she came out was much more satisfying than seeing Song Zhuzhu doing her homework here.

Song Baoyan curled her lips, "Song Yu, do you know these questions? If not, you can ask me."

"I'm already in my senior year of high school, so I can teach you questions from your first year of high school."

Song Yu paused with her fingers and raised her eyes to look at Song Baoyan.

I heard Song Wu say with approval from the side: "That's right, if you don't know something, you can ask Yanyan and let her explain it to you."

Song Yu almost laughed. He grinned and said, "Okay, there is exactly one question that I don't understand. Come and explain it to me."

"Let me see." Song Baoyan was still very confident. After all, although her grades in the cultural class were not top-notch, they were still in the middle of the pack. Reading a test paper for the first year of high school was not something she could easily do.

She looked down at Song Yu's finger, frowned slightly, took out a piece of draft paper and started writing.

Song Yu did not wait for her intention, but continued to write the question.

After a long time, Song Yu had finished writing all the test papers. Song Baoyan hadn't calculated the question yet, so she couldn't help but ask: "Have you finished the calculation?"