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The day felt very long to Mo Xiao, and she really couldn¡¯t think of anything she could do to help Yan Yibo.
The battery of the mobile phone is always full, and the airplane mode is no longer turned on at night. I am afraid that I will miss every WeChat message from him.
On the morning of the third day, Sunday, his WeChat message arrived as promised.
¡¾I'm downstairs¡¿
Mo Xiao immediately ran from the room to the balcony. When he looked, he saw that Yan Yibo's car was really below.
"What are you watching so early in the morning?" Wenjia, who had just gotten up, came over at some point.
"Am I looking bad now?" Mo Xiao suddenly asked Wen Jia.
Wenjia: "It's not bad, but the bags under my eyes are a bit heavy. Didn't you sleep well recently?"
Mo Xiao hurried back to his room and looked in the mirror.
"When have you ever cared about other people's opinions? Do you have a date?" Wenjia leaned against the door again in a mischievous manner.
Mo Xiao didn¡¯t answer. She just closed the door. When she came out, she had already changed into a set of sportswear. She neatly tied her tail into a ponytail and put on a little makeup, looking clean and fresh.
"She looks good like this. Don't wear heavy makeup when you go to work." Wenjia looked at her.
Mo Xiao was looking for sneakers in the shoe cabinet. In fact, she was afraid that Yan Yibo would wait downstairs for a long time, so she simply tidied herself up.
"Who are you in such a hurry to see? You don't even have time to say anything?" The more Mo Xiao said nothing, the more curious Wen Jia became. Suddenly she remembered something, "Could it be him?"
Mo Xiao finally raised his head and glanced at her: "You know too much." He turned around, opened the door and left.
Wen Jia stayed there and shook his head, sighing: "What a stubborn person."
Mo Xiao almost ran when he got out of the elevator. He slowed down after leaving the apartment. Mo Xiao felt that he might be too obvious sometimes, so Wenjia saw it right away.
Ten minutes after Yan Yibo sent a WeChat message, he saw Mo Xiao standing next to his car. She was not wearing her usual heavy makeup and was wearing sportswear. Everything was so simple that he almost overlapped with her in college. She just stood there, looking a little at a loss.
So Yan Yibo got out of the car and said, "I have something to ask you for help today. It will take up your rest time."
"It's okay. Do you need me to interview you?" Mo Xiao asked.
Yan Yibo opened the door for her: "No, get in the car first."
Not knowing how to answer the next words, Mo Xiao had no choice but to say "oh" and get in his car first.
It was quiet all the way, and Mo Xiao did not continue to ask questions, for fear of breaking the silence. Until the car stopped, Mo Xiao saw a primary school.
"Ming Luo has a school activity today and two people must attend. He likes you very much and asked me if I could call you." Yan Yibo's voice sounded in his ears, and Mo Xiao thought to himself, so that's it.
"I quite like him too." Mo Xiao said as he unbuckled his seat belt.
The two got out of the car and Mo Xiao followed Yan Yibo to the school. This scene seemed familiar, but she only dared to flash it through her mind.
Ming Luo sat in the classroom and watched other people's parents coming in one after another. He felt very disappointed. He sat alone in the corner and didn't want to look out the window anymore. It didn't make any difference to him whether his brother came today. Anyway, he was used to it. .
"Yan Mingluo, isn't your brother coming today?" The teacher saw that all the parents were here but Mingluo's place was still empty, so he walked down the podium and asked.
"should be¡¡"
Before Ming Luo could finish speaking, the teacher interrupted: "Why should we? The text message from parents clearly stated that you must participate. I already talked to your brother last time, why is he still indifferent?"
Mingluo didn¡¯t know how to explain it. Just when he was about to say that he was busy, he heard a parent next to him muttering: "Whose parent is this? So young?"
Looking up, Ming Luo was stunned.
Under the attention of everyone, Mo Xiao followed Yan Yibo into the classroom. Although she was a little uncomfortable being seen by many people, fortunately she was also a person who had seen the world and was relatively calm.
"Hello, brother Yan Mingluo." The teacher came up to him at this time.
"Hello, Teacher Yu." Yan Yibo also greeted.
The teacher glanced at Mo Xiao behind him, and Mo Xiao smiled at her. The teacher also smiled and nodded, then pointed to Ming Luo's position to indicate where they should sit.
Mo Xiao always felt that there was something misunderstood in the teacher's smile, and he didn't know if he was overthinking it.
"Yan Mingluo, Yan Mingluo!" A classmate sitting next to Mingluo suddenly called him.
Mingluo looked at him and heard him ask: "Aren't those your parents?"
Except for the teacher, his classmates did not know his situation, nor did they know that he lived with his brother, but he was still very sensitive when his classmates asked him this. He frowned and replied stiffly: "No."
"Who is that?"
Ming Luo replied impatiently: "My brother."
"With his girlfriend? Why aren't your parents here?" The classmates were still asking for details.
"What do you tube."
When Mo Xiao walked to Ming Luo's position, he saw that he looked worried. She reached out and touched his head and said, "hi."
"Hi." Ming Luo smiled at her and lowered his head. Mo Xiao had no choice but to sit down next to him first.
"What do you mean?" Yan Yibo also sat down, obviously noticing his mood.
"No." Ming Luo avoided the topic.
Yan Yibo didn¡¯t ask any more questions. At this time, the teacher also stood on the podium and started to speak.
"We welcome all parents to take time out of their busy schedules to attend our parent-teacher meeting."
Mo Xiao almost choked on her saliva. parent meeting? This is the school activity Yan Yibo was talking about. Look at the other students sitting next to them, they look like their parents.
"Some time ago, the school conducted a preliminary test. The grades and rankings of all the courses of the students in this class are on your desk. Parents, please read it and find out." The teacher was still talking, but Mo Xiao felt that she was easing her embarrassment.
Yan Yibo opened the report card, and Ming Luo's name was listed first without any suspense. Except for the Chinese language, he was ranked first in all subjects, first in the overall score, and first in grade.
"That's awesome." Mo Xiao couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
Being praised like this, Ming Luo felt a little embarrassed, "The paper is simple."
"Humility, when I was studying, I couldn't get full marks on simple papers." Mo Xiao told the truth.
Mingluo, "Huh?"
Mo Xiao smiled and told him: "I'm partial to science."
Yan Yibo glanced at her. She still remembered that she was poor in science. Fortunately, Ming Luo was not like her.
But his eyes dimmed instantly and he closed the report card.
"Don't read it?" Mo Xiao felt strange. She saw there was a composition appreciation at the back.
Yan Yibo said, "I've finished reading."
Mo Xiao was puzzled. The essay seemed to be at least 800 words. How could he read it so quickly?
"Now we invite Yan Mingluo, the number one student in this grade, to speak on the stage and share with the students his experience in achieving excellent results." At this time, the teacher said on the podium.
There was a burst of applause immediately. Mo Xiao watched Min Luo stand up and walk towards the podium. When he came to the stage, he even adjusted the red scarf on his chest. He first bowed to everyone, "Hello everyone, my name is Yan Mingluo, and I am the math class representative of this class. I am very grateful to all uncles and aunts for coming here to listen to me today. I don't have any special learning experience. I don¡¯t like talking on paper either. My learning method only has three words: listening, memorizing and writing"
Mo Xiao sat in the audience and watched Ming Luo, who was able to talk eloquently and even seemed a bit precocious in his words, inexplicably moved in his heart. At that moment, he felt as if he was really looking at his own child.
As I listened, I didn¡¯t know when my eyes flickered. I was probably too touched.
Yan Yibo had a panoramic view of her expression, and when he looked at the podium, the applause had started again, this time even more enthusiastic than before.
"How lucky his parents must be to have given birth to such an outstanding child."
"This kid will be a talent in the future."
He could hear the praises of other parents for Ming Luo. Looking at the high-spirited young man on the podium, Yan Yibo felt touched and proud, but more importantly, he felt heartbroken.
But he said in his heart.
Ming Luo, I hope you can smile as brightly as you do today, with stars behind you. No matter where you are or where you stand in the future, you can share your joys, sorrows and joys like everyone else, because in the crowd There are parents looking at you and accompanying you
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