Chapter 247 Results Survey
Chapter 247 Results Survey
After coming out of the supermarket, Song Qian took Gu Yu to find a western restaurant. She ordered a vegetable salad, not only to satisfy her hunger, but also to maintain her figure.
Gu Yu didn't hesitate to order a steak, a six-inch pizza, and some American fries. Well, it was enough to fill me up.
"Aunt Qian, did you see Uncle Dong just now?" Gu Yu cut a large piece of steak, put it in his mouth, and said calmly.
"Did you see it? Auntie was a little surprised to see him there.
He doesn't live nearby either." Song Qian was slightly stunned at first, then she explained in a calm manner.
"You are not surprised to see Uncle Dong, but because you feel uncomfortable seeing him being intimate with another woman." Gu Yu said directly.
"You little adult, how old are you and you still understand this? Xiaoyu, you're not in a premature love relationship at school, are you?" Song Qian smiled and pretended not to care and changed the subject.
"Not yet, but it's normal for a young man to have crushes on someone. I just haven't met the right person at the right time yet."
Gu Yu's words touched Song Qian a little. Not long ago, she and Qiao Weidong knew each other, fell in love, got married and had children.
I thought they would be as loving as before, but after marriage they would quarrel and have the cold war over trivial matters. Then Qiao Weidong cheated on me, and the marriage came to an end.
"Dating is different from getting married. Although it's too early to tell you this,
But I hope that when you meet a girl you like in the future, you can spend more time with her and don’t rush to decide on your life together.
If it's not suitable, separate immediately, don't waste your time, and don't hurt the child."
Song Qian persuaded Gu Yu, and what she said was also her own regret.
"Oh, why am I telling you all this, Xiaoyu, hurry up and eat, don't you still have to train?"
Without waiting for Gu Yu to speak, Song Qian ended the topic herself.
Maybe he recalled the past again, and talked to Gu Yu for a while,
Song Qian has become more open-minded now, after all, they have been divorced for so many years.
After dinner, Gu Yu and Song Qian separated and went to the gym. Song Qian also went home. She wanted to prepare the test paper for Gu Yu and others in the evening.
"Come on, come in, come in"
Hearing the knock on the door, Song Qian opened the door and saw Tong Wenjie and her family of four coming.
"Song Qian, let me introduce you, this is Lin Lei'er."
Tong Wenjie, who had just changed her shoes, pointed at Lin Lei'er and said to Song Qian with a smile.
"Hello, Auntie." Lin Lei'er greeted her obediently.
"Hello, hello. You know what. They look quite like your family." Song Qian was also very enthusiastic.
After a few pleasantries, Song Qian invited Tong Wenjie and her family into the living room.
"Yingzi, go call Xiaoyu over." Song Qian instructed Qiao Yingzi.
"Okay~" Yingzi nodded and walked towards the door.
After a while, Gu Yu followed Qiao Yingzi into Song Qian's living room.
Naturally, there was another round of greetings. Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan were both very enthusiastic.
Not only had he saved Fang Yifan, but they had also known each other for a long time, and he felt that Gu Yu was sensible and steady.
"Today we are going to have a small test. I have prepared three sets of papers.
The volume is not large, let's see how fast you can do the questions first.
Let’s do it one set at a time. When you finish one set, come to me and change to the next one.”
After Song Qian saw that the four children were seated, she took out the papers and distributed them to them.
"Okay, the timer starts."
Following Song Qian's order, the four children started writing, which made Gu Yu feel depressed.
I have taken exams all day, went to training at night, and now I have to do papers. What kind of life experience is this?
Song Qian took the Apple laptop and took Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan to Qiao Yingzi's bedroom.
Here you can not only see the four children doing their homework, but also chat with them.
At the request of her best friend Tong Wenjie, Song Qian wants to help Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er analyze their current results.
Song Qian logged into the student information management system of Chunfeng Middle School, which contains records of each student's test scores in each academic year.
"We've gone upstairs. Fang Yifan is here, and Lin Lei'er is here too." Song Qian pointed at the computer screen and said to Tong Wenjie who was sitting next to her.
"Let's take a look at Lei'er's first." Song Qian said as she clicked on Lin Lei'er's name.
"Wow, it's so beautiful. This is a great result."
Seeing Lin Lei'er's performance statistics, Song Qian couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"This score is really high~" Tong Wenjie exclaimed proudly.
"The high score is not the most difficult thing. The key is that the score is stable, which shows that the child has a good psychological quality."
"Let's take a look at Fang Yifan's."
After Song Qian praised Lin Lei'er's performance, she clicked on Fang Yifan's statistical chart.
"Why is it declining so sharply?" Tong Wenjie frowned, very surprised.
"Yes, these are all sliding stairs." Song Qian also shook her head helplessly.
"My ranking was OK in the first semester of my sophomore year, but it almost hit rock bottom by the end of the semester."
"With his grades, is it certain that he will be assigned to the basic class this time? Isn't that a death sentence?" Tong Wenjie became anxious and asked nervously.
"That's not the case. Being assigned to the basic class may be a good thing. It can help you fill in the gaps." Song Qian comforted.
"How about the basic class teacher?"
Seeing that the situation was set, Tong Wenjie had no choice but to accept it, and she also began to care about the teaching staff of Fang Yifan's future class.
“They are all old teachers I know.”
"That's good. Please say hello for me."
"No problem, we can all talk." Song Qian nodded and agreed.
"Well, let's also check Gu Yu's grades. I'm a little curious. He has to play in the competition and take care of his academic studies at the same time."
Fang Yuan saw that Tong Wenjie was in a heavy mood and wanted to try to ease her mood. Compared with Lin Lei'er just now, the gap was naturally too big.
Gu Yu's grades seem to be average, which can give Tong Wenjie some confidence.
"Gu Yu is different from the rest of us. He is a special basketball recruit.
As long as you get a first-class score, you can choose any school, Tsinghua University or Peking University is fine." Song Qian clicked on Gu Yu's score statistics and explained.
"Really? You can choose between Tsinghua University and Peking University? Oh my god, as long as you can get to the first-tier university?
Fang Yuan, why don't you have genes for sports? Otherwise, Fang Yifan could also go to a good school."
Tong Wenjie was surprised and envious at first, then turned around and blamed Fang Yuan.
"You can't just blame me for this. It's hard to say whether Fang Yifan has my genes, but he definitely has your genes."
Fang Yuan was stunned by what he said, but he was used to Tong Wenjie's surprise, so he explained the scientific reasons behind it.
Tong Wenjie rolled her eyes at him, ignored him, and continued to look at Gu Yu's grades with Song Qian.
"Xiao Yu's grades are pretty good and very stable, all above the first-tier line." Song Qian nodded with satisfaction.
"Fang Yuan, look at him. He led the team in a competition in his second year of high school and achieved such good results. He was also able to balance his studies.
Our Fang Yifan was only allowed to study, but his grades kept falling.
I don’t know how he learned it, all he does is play, read comics, and play games all day long.”
Tong Wenjie became more and more excited as she spoke. She stared at Fang Yifan in the living room and became even angrier.
The other kids were working on their homework, but he was doing his manicure. I really wanted to rush over and beat him up.
She turned around and motioned to her husband Fang Yuan to see what her son was doing. Fang Yuan also saw this scene and sighed in his heart.
Son, Dad has tried his best, but you are just not good enough.
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