In an instant, Meng Ruohua couldn't help but recall how Tao Xinyi stood on the podium to share her learning experience. She naturally knew the girl who took the first place in the class.

Of course, she has an impression of everyone in Lu Ming's class who can get 600 points.

The old saying goes, "Those who are close to the red are red, and those who are close to the ink are black." If you want to get a high score, you have to make friends with the top students. In the past, Meng Ruohua always talked about making friends with the top students in Lu Ming's ear, but he never took it seriously.

But it's past nine o'clock in the evening now, so there must be something wrong with this girl calling her son.

For a moment, Meng Ruohua felt that the phone in her hand was like a hot potato, and it was not good to answer it, and it was not good not to answer it. But her son had a rare rest, and Meng Ruohua didn't want to wake him up. She took the phone to the balcony, and after answering it, she hurriedly said.

"Hello. I am Lu Ming's mother, he fell asleep. When he wakes up, I will ask him to call you."

The gentle voice of the middle-aged woman on the other end of the phone came, like a heavy punch knocking out the pink bubbles in Tao Xinyi's mind. She bounced up from the bed and said:

"Hello, auntie, I have nothing important to do. No, that one is wrong, that one… that one…”

Tao Xinyi was in a panic and couldn't speak. Her face turned red like a cooked shrimp. Her heart was beating wildly. She closed her eyes and said:

"Auntie, I suddenly forgot what I want to say, I've disturbed you. Thank you, thank you!"

Meng Ruohua smiled awkwardly and said softly: "It's okay, don't worry. When Lu Ming wakes up, I'll ask him to call you. I still have something to do with you now, so let's quit first."

"Okay, OK. I'm disturbing you, bye."

Tao Xinyi said, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, and continued in a daze: "Thank you. Goodbye Auntie."

Meng Ruohua on the other end of the phone was also very confused. Not only was he confused, but he also felt a little guilty. I just answered the phone, and the girl was so panicked and said a few words to her and said thank you.

What's there to thank for?

She pursed her lips awkwardly, hung up the phone, tiptoed to put her son's cell phone back into the drawer, and returned to the sofa to watch TV absent-mindedly, feeling sad and happy.

My son has improved, but my son may be in love.

But the reason why my son has made progress may be that he is in love, otherwise why he has studied so hard this semester, he will not be like my son.

I used to tell him that I would make friends with good grades, but now I have a good relationship with my girlfriend and the first place in the class. My relationship with the top student was so good that I improved my grades even more unexpectedly...

Meng Ruohua thought for a long time and decided to be a simple parent, pretending that they were just ordinary friends and classmates who helped each other.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Lu Guofu pushed open the door and saw his wife sitting on the sofa in a daze, as if she was lost.

What’s even more strange is that “The Emperor Wu of Han” was actually playing on TV, rather than her favorite palace drama. Lu Guofu brought a cup of hot water to Meng Ruohua and said, “What’s wrong? My wallet was thieved away?”

"No, it's my son."

Meng Ruohua simply turned off the TV, pulled Lu Guofu into the bedroom, and said with a serious expression: "I suspect my son may be in love, so I will talk to the number one in their class."

"That's how it is." Lu Guofu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking.

"Why aren't you surprised?"

Seeing that his wife was suspicious, Lu Guofu did not intend to say that he had hidden things from her before and did not want to fall into family conflicts. He just said, "They are both eighteen, normal. As young people, it's enough not to affect their grades. Lu Ming has risen by more than 100 points in the past two months, and his ranking has risen sharply."

Meng Ruohua nodded in agreement:

"That's right, it's good to get better grades. However, I have a friend's son who was able to go to school because of dating and went to college. It's not good to say this, otherwise why isn't the school allowed to talk?"

"Don't think too much, everyone's situation is different." As he said that, Lu Guofu patted his wife's back to comfort her.

Meng Ruohua let out a breath of turbid air, nodded slightly, walked to the living room, picked up the remote control, turned the TV screen to the satellite TV station where the palace drama was played, and leaned against the sofa to eat fruit.

Let's just do it. Since love may be the source of their son's ambition, it would be bad if they were separated.

Moreover, I like that little girl very much - she can get more than 670 points.

If one day my son could get more than 670 points, how great would it be? Those friends with children would envy me. There is no need to talk about how good other people's son is...

After another forty minutes, Lu Ming was still sleeping.

Meng Ruohua started to be unable to wait. Although her son could sleep until noon the next day, today was different. I agreed to the little girl. It was not easy for her to wait for a day.

Anyway, it's the holiday, so my son will sleep tomorrow.

Meng Ruohua turned the sound of the TV so loud that Lu Guofu in the room rubbed two pieces of paper and stuffed it into his ears.

Soon, Lu Ming was awakened by the quarrels of several women on the TV. He dragged his tired body out of the room and saw his mother sitting on the sofa in the living room and smiling strangely: "Mom, what's wrong with you today? Turn on the TV to lighter, I'm sleepy."

Meng Ruohua couldn't control the smile on his face and said:

"Tao Xinyi called you just now, and I'll answer you. You go and call her. She probably is still waiting for you." Meng Ruohua carefully observed the expression on Lu Ming's face. Except for his initial surprise, his expression was as normal as he did, and there was no panic in front of his parents when he was exposed.

Don't my son know, I understand?

Lu Ming guessed that his mother knew, but there was nothing to panic about sooner or later. He nodded and said yes, turned around and went into the room to call Tao Xinyi.

The lights were not turned on in the dim room, but the curtains were not tightened, and some moonlight leaked in. Tao Xinyi was lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep, and her face was so hot.

The phone ringing sound came from under the pillow. She reached out to take out her phone and saw that it was "Lu Ming" calling, and her heart was in a mess.

After answering the phone, Tao Xinyi didn't dare to speak out first, for fear that it was called by Lu Ming's mother.

"I was sleeping just now, but I didn't hear my phone ringing." Lu Ming calmed down and explained to her, saying, "What's wrong?"

Hearing Lu Ming's voice, Tao Xinyi sniffled in grievance and said in a sweet voice:

"I just dreamed of you, and then when I woke up, I wanted to tell you. I wanted to tell you the content of the dream. But by accident, your mother answered it. Oh, would she think we were in love? Did she say you? She must hate me."

"Don't panic, don't worry."

Lu Ming couldn't help but hold his forehead and smiled, "I have me in everything, don't worry. My mother probably thought we were in love, but she didn't say anything about me, and she wouldn't hate you."

"Why? I think other parents are very annoyed."

The moonlight shone on the girl lying on the bed, blinking in confusion, her face was not as hot as winter.
Chapter completed!