When night falls, the sky is covered with a black curtain, the stars are twinkling, the moon is bright, and everything is immersed in silence.
Gu Xu was lying on the bed, holding his head in his hands and looking at the ceiling.
sleep earlier!
I'm going to pick up my future wife from school tomorrow!
tomorrow?
Gu Xu suddenly frowned slightly. Fatty Zhang, that unreliable guy, took all the books by himself.
I don’t know if he can do it tomorrow.
I was in a hurry when I left today, I should have warned you again. Remember to keep the book and bring it back in good condition.
Gu Xu looked at the time again. It was 11 o'clock in the evening. His father hadn't come back yet, and he didn't know how the book deal with the publishing house was going.
Just wait and see!
Gu Xu Heyi was sleeping on the sofa in the living room, recalling what happened on the street in his mind, and the corners of his mouth raised from time to time...
Silly goose!
Stupid, silly little woman!
The corners of his mouth raised again.
It was like watching a movie in his mind, recalling every moment between him and Lan Ruosi.
The picture stayed on the first time, when Lan Ruosi cooked for him.
well!
At that time, we should buy her more delicious food and improve her food.
Now, it’s time to make up lessons soon.
And there is also the matter of the Ideal Cup, there is no chance.
I also thought about it at the time, but hesitated for a moment.
well!
What a great opportunity I didn’t seize.
I should show off my cooking skills in front of her.
well!
You have been reborn, why do you still feel that your brain is not enough?
If I were a reader and saw such a plot in a book, I would definitely say that the author is stupid!
Even after being reborn, I still have some regrets.
fine!
This regret can be made up for in the future.
Find a suitable opportunity and cook her a big meal.
But, what does she like to eat?
Gu Xu's mind went blank...
Ask slowly later!
As for the right opportunity...
Birthday?
When is my future wife’s birthday?
I don’t know!
How miserable!
I don't know when I ask three questions, I don't know stupidly.
It would be great if there was a wife system!
It's like, a systematic love story.
Whatever the wife likes, the system has it all, do whatever the wife will like, the relationship between the two will be close, and then the cultivation level will be improved.
Come on, close your eyes, the system is here!
There is no system!
Aren’t I funny!
Anyone who says I'm being funny will be dragged to death!
There is no system!
You can only rely on yourself.
Think of a way to ask, when is classmate Lan’s birthday?
How to ask?
Mr. Lan, what is your zodiac sign?
How old are you?
Mr. Lan, were you born in summer or winter?
Gu Xu fell into sleep thinking about it...
*
Zhang Song's family.
Zhang Song was sitting on the sofa, his head hanging down like an onion.
"Son, you should go back to the house and sleep first!" Zhang Song's mother Xia Yan felt very distressed.
She took a small blanket and put it on Zhang Song.
Zhang Song was surprised: "Is my dad back?"
"No! Your dad has to wait until after 12 o'clock every day, or even one or two o'clock. You keep waiting like this!"
"No, I have to wait until my dad comes back today."
Xia Yan had no choice but to send another message to Zhang Song's father, Zhang Bowen.
The message was quickly replied: downstairs.
Ten minutes later, there was a sound of the door opening.
Zhang Song was very excited: "Dad, are you back?"
Zhang Song said and ran over.
Xia Yan also followed.
Zhang Bowen was very angry when he saw Zhang Song: "What are you doing, staying up in the middle of the night and tormenting your mother?"
Zhang Song scratched his head, his expression twitched, and whispered: "I didn't bother my mother. I asked her to go to bed, but she didn't go."
"Okay. You're finally back, and I'm relieved." Xia Yan felt relieved when she saw Zhang Bowen.
"Your son said that he asked you to do something important. I said, let me tell you, he refused and insisted on waiting for you to come back to tell him in person. He also said that I was unreliable and must have forgotten his matter."
As Xia Yan said this, she took Zhang Bowen's briefcase and put it on the shelf. She took off his coat for him and put it on the hanger as well.
Zhang Bowen loosened his tie: "Tell me, you better have something important to do, otherwise, I won't slap you."
"I really have something very important. Come with me..." Zhang Song said and took Zhang Bowen into his room.
Xia Yan also followed.
"Dad, I got really lucky this time. I got into the top ten in my class in the math test and was selected to participate in the math competition."
Zhang Bowen and Xia Yan looked at each other, both of them looking completely disbelieving.
"Top ten?" Zhang Bowen was surprised. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he felt like his ears had heard it wrong.
"Math competition?" Xia Yan felt that these four words had nothing to do with his son.
It would be great if her son could pass the exam.
"Oops!" Zhang Song said, "Mom and dad, don't look at me like this, don't talk about you. When I heard it, I felt that the teacher had made a mistake.
However, if you don’t believe it, just call and ask Teacher Zhang yourself. "
"It should be true." Zhang Bowen felt that his son was not lying.
Zhang Bowen calmed down and said, "What's your score this time?"
"More than 90."
"More than 90?" the couple exclaimed in unison.
Zhang Song frowned: "Mom and Dad, don't look like you don't believe it. I really took so many tests this time."
Xia Yan hugged her son with great joy: "Hey, when did the five-year-old cute master's grades become so good? What do you want your dad to do? If your dad doesn't agree, I will beat him."
Zhang Song smiled, their parents' relationship has always been so good.
Zhang Bowen was embarrassed: "Ahem! Save some face for me in front of my son."
Zhang Song was also very embarrassed: "Mom, you called me the cute five-year-old master again. I've told you several times, stop calling me, I've grown up!"
"In my eyes, you are fifty years old, and you are also a cute master of five years!"
Zhang Song was too lazy to tell Xia Yan, he talked about business first. "Dad! Look..."
Zhang Song took out the information and said, "This is the information for this mathematics competition. Because there is not enough information, we can't have one copy for everyone.
Also, one person can only borrow three books, and one book can only be borrowed for five days.
There are 20 mathematics books in the Ideal Cup in previous years, some of which are in two volumes. With all this information, it is impossible for us to read them all in five days.
Can you help me get it to your company to copy it and make it look like a book?
In this way, we can return the book. "
"Tch!" Zhang Bowen looked disdainful, "So that's what happened! Don't worry, dad will do it for you."
"Ouch!" Xia Yan was also very happy, "Our five-year-old cute master actually asked his father to copy study materials. This is really the first time for a grown-up girl to take advantage of her!"
Xia Yan said, patting Zhang Song on the shoulder: "Mengzhu, you have really made great progress."
Zhang Song really didn't want to talk to Xia Yan.
"Dad!" Zhang Song said seriously, "These materials are very precious. They were borrowed from the library. You must be careful not to damage them when you copy them. You will be compensated for any damage."
"I know!" Zhang Bowen took the book and read it, feeling very comforted. His son was really different.
"But, how can I give you a copy?" Zhang Bowen looked at Xia Yan.
