"I know, Dad, you've said it many times." Tinglan leaned forward, put his head on the backrest of the driver's seat and looked at his father's profile.
Shu Minghai: "Dad, I believe in you. But when you go to high school, the pressure to study will be great, so you have to be more focused. I will tell your teacher that you should try not to arrange extracurricular activities for you that take up your time, especially
Things like playing the piano at the orientation party are not helpful for learning."
Tinglan curled his lips secretly: "Dad, are you your mother's microphone now? Is this what my mother asked you to say to me?"
Because she performed abnormally in the high school entrance examination, she almost failed to get into Qining High School. However, Wen Jian got into the exam with the first score in the school. Therefore, her mother has always been worried about this matter and made up her mind to manage her studies more strictly.
Shu Minghai: "Lanlan, mom is also doing this for your own good."
Tinglan is a good girl. She performed poorly and ranked low in the high school entrance examination. She felt uncomfortable enough. She would work hard to catch up without her parents reminding her, so Shu Minghai also gave up.
"Well, uncle, my house is at the intersection in front of me. Just put it down for me." Cheng Chen decided to get off the car at an intersection ahead of time. The atmosphere in the car was a bit high-pressure, causing discomfort.
After Cheng Chen got out of the car, Tinglan leaned forward again, put his head on the backrest of the driver's seat, looked at his father's profile, and suddenly asked: "Dad, are you under a lot of pressure at work recently?"
"What's wrong?"
"You have gray hair."
Shu Minghai was stunned. Work pressure has been really high recently. Many things were on the verge of losing control. He was trying his best to push forward.
"Dad, I will study hard, pass the college entrance examination, and find a good job, so you and your mother won't have to work so hard."
Shu Minghai's eyes were a little hot, and he turned around and touched her head: "Thank you Lanlan, dad is not working hard."
Although their family is not wealthy, it is still considered a well-off family. They have enough food and clothing, and it is not their children's turn to worry about.
When the father and daughter arrived home, their mother Zhang He had already finished get off work and had cooked a meal waiting for them, and the family of three was enjoying themselves happily.
The next day, Tinglan made an appointment with Cheng Chen to meet at the bus station and go to school together. Wen Jian was one step ahead of her and still rode a bicycle.
However, when Wen Jian was riding past the bus stop, she was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhuo Yuan standing under the platform billboard with a schoolbag on one shoulder and headphones.
How could he be at this bus stop?
Judging from the riding route yesterday, his home should be quite far from this bus stop.
Not far away, Ting Lan and Cheng Chen came over holding hands, chatting and laughing. Because it was school time, many students were queuing at the bus station, so they took the initiative to get to the end of the queue.
The bus came quickly, and by the time they got on the bus at the end of the queue, there were already no seats left. The two of them stood in the aisle as usual, holding the handle with one hand and the seat with the other.
"Classmate, please sit here." A boy on the seat in front of them suddenly stood up and offered his seat to them.
The boy was too tall. Tinglan was startled and took a step back.
"No, no need." She waved her hands hastily.
But the boy had already stood up and vacated his seat. Ting Lan thought that he might be getting off at the station soon, so he calmly said to Cheng Chen next to him: "You can sit down."
Cheng Chen happened to be visiting his aunt in the past two days, so he didn't hesitate and sat down directly.
Cheng Chen recognized him. He was a transfer student from Beijing. He knew Lu Kuo at the desk behind her. Sometimes he would wait for Lu Kuo outside their Class 3 classroom after class.
Tinglan stood a little further forward, next to Cheng Chen. When the bus arrived at the next stop, the boy next to her not only did not get off the bus, but because there were many people on the bus at this stop and it was more crowded than before, he stood next to her.
Go behind you.
It was only later that she remembered that the boy seemed to be wearing the uniform of Qining High School. She couldn't blame her, because the ordinary uniform on him gave off a big-name quality.