The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 486 0485. A 20-Day New Journey (16)

Maybe because he was in a better mood, Jiang Shaoheng didn't make things difficult for his little girlfriend anymore.

"Okay, since you don't have to go today, let's sleep a little longer."

After Jiang Shaoheng watched the little girl go for 20 days, his small face was obviously a little pale and thin, and there was a little distress in his eyes uncontrollably.

Zhuang Xinian was racking her brains to find an excuse to explain, when she heard Jiang Shaoheng's words meant to let her go, the expression on her face suddenly became joyful, she kept rubbing against the pillow, and said : "Okay, okay, Brother Shaoheng is the best!"

Jiang Shaoheng smiled, said "goodbye", and hung up the call.

Zhuang Xinian hugged the phone that had been hung up, the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, and fell asleep again sweetly.

Today, Zhuang's father also knew that his daughter didn't have to get up early, so he didn't come over to call her, and let her get enough sleep.

So when Zhuang Xinian woke up, the hour hand of the clock on the wall had already pointed to nine.

However, Zhuang Xinian slept very contentedly.

When he went downstairs refreshed, Father Zhuang and White White were not there, but it was rare that Etienne was there.

Seeing that Zhuang Xi had finished reading, Étienne raised his eyelids to look at her, and said without any emotion: "Go and have breakfast when you wake up, my father and uncle are out."

After saying this, Étienne got up and left.

That crisp and neat look seemed as if he was here just to say this sentence to her.

Of course, in fact it is true.

If it wasn't for Bai White's repeated instructions to wait in the living room until Zhuang Xinian got up before going out, and threatened that if he didn't do so, he wouldn't be allowed to enter the wine cellar, Etienne wouldn't be sitting here waiting for Zhuang Xinian read.

Zhuang Xinian looked at the back of Étienne leaving, curled her lips, went to the kitchen and took out the warm breakfast, put it on the dining table and was about to eat, when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't drank any water, "Deng dong dong "After running over to drink water, I sat at the dining table for breakfast.

After eating, I wanted to wash the dishes by myself, but the servant cleaned up quickly and left.

Then Zhuang Xinian sat there and suddenly remembered what Etienne said just now.

My dad and Uncle White went out?

Where did it go?

Zhuang Xinian went upstairs while thinking.

But she didn't have any hints, so she couldn't think of it.

Since she couldn't think of it, she simply didn't think about it.

But she didn't want to study her own paintings either.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that I really had nothing to do.

Back in the room, I saw those test papers that were still slumped on the table before I went out...

Okay, since I have nothing to do, let's write the test paper.

Although I can't catch up with the final exam when I go back this time, I heard that Pingshi No. [-] Middle School will have an opening exam every semester.

Moreover, they all distribute the books for the next semester in advance, and 70.00% of the content of the entrance examination is the content of the previous semester, and 30.00% is the content of the new textbook.

The purpose of this test is to examine whether students have forgotten all the knowledge they have learned after returning from vacation, and to check whether students have previewed new homework.

This is the reason why Pingshi No. [-] Middle School can sit firmly in Pingshi No. [-] Middle School, and it is also the reason why so many parents spend their time trying to send their children there.

After being away from these test papers for 20 days, Zhuang Xinian came into contact with these test papers again, and obviously felt that his brain was not enough.

After all, 20 days is really a long time.

It took Zhuang Xinian nearly an hour to pick up the previous knowledge before continuing.

God knows how different it is when I study by myself and when Jiang Shaoheng is by my side to guide her to study.

When she was just learning, she only felt that her brain seemed to be a fake.

Then I missed Jiang Shaoheng terribly.

But she knew that Jiang Shaoheng couldn't talk to her now.

I was stunned for a while, let my fried mind rest for a while, and then started to do the test paper again.

But Zhuang Xinian didn't know.

These test papers that Jiang Shaoheng sorted out and sent to her are actually not just what they need to learn now.

Basically, about [-]% of the super-class content is added every time.

But Zhuang Xinian, who didn't bring any books, could only trust the courseware and test papers sent by Jiang Shaoheng.

Jiang Shaoheng probably expected this, so he dared to do this.

Studying is a thing that is easy to get addicted to and lose track of time.

Especially when you are addicted to it and can master it successfully.

That euphoric feeling will make you addicted.

This is Zhuang Xinian's current state.

After doing the test papers all morning, she didn't even know when Zhuang's father would come back and enter her room.

When she finished the test paper of the knowledge point she had just learned recently, she felt her neck sore, raised her hand to press the back of her neck, and accidentally bumped into Dad Zhuang standing behind her, and she suddenly became alarmed.

"father!"

Zhuang Xinian was startled and turned around, seeing that it was her father, she stood up and threw herself into his arms, pampering him sweetly.

To be honest, when Dad Zhuang came in and saw his daughter's seriousness, he was really upset.

But it also hurts so much.

His precious girl is really tired.

But he couldn't say anything to make the girl give up.

It is impossible to give up the culture class. This is an essential skill for survival in this world. Without a corresponding diploma, it is difficult to do anything.

Even if it is him, it is impossible to guarantee that he can help his daughter.

But asking her to give up painting, Zhuang's father asked himself, he couldn't do it either.

He was too selfish, and really hoped that his daughter could inherit his mantle, and not bury such a good talent.

This kind of emotion made him unable to say a word when facing his daughter's acting like a baby, so he could only squat down and hug her tightly.

Zhuang Xinian could feel her father's mood swings, but she didn't understand why her father had such mood swings, she only thought that he might be in a bad mood suddenly.

She understands, after all, sometimes she does.

Then he put his arms around his father, and gently patted Zhuang's father's back with a pair of white and tender hands, as if to comfort him.

"Baby, if you're too tired, just give up!"

Zhuang's father finally said this sentence.

When his daughter patted him on the back just now, he was suddenly relieved. What is important about his mantle?The important thing is, shouldn't it be your precious girl?
Thinking about it this way, Father Zhuang could say that sentence naturally.

However, Zhuang Xinian refused: "Dad, I like drawing very much, so I'm not afraid of being tired. As for homework, Brother Shaoheng's help is very useful. I just haven't seen it for too many days, so I feel a little bit hard. "

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