Chapter 16: : First place

Xia Ye was engaged in study during the day and computer at night, and the

little time in the gap between them had to squeeze out to work, and dark

circles soon surfaced.

Tang Hongjun was even more moved after seeing it.

He felt that although the child looked relaxed during his tutoring, he would

definitely stay up late to review when he went back at night!

Before going to bed in the evening, Tang Hongjun also talked about this topic

with his wife, feeling very emotional: "Xia Ye, this child is really good,

don’t look at him not saying much, in fact, he worked very hard. I remembered

the time when I went to school. It just arrived. I’m not familiar with

anything abroad, and I’m afraid of not learning well, so I can only stay up

late and work overtime to make up for the progress."

Chen Suling was sitting next to the bed applying face cream, and she heard a

smile: "You didn't tell me that before. You said that you always take the

first place and you were squeezed out by classmates. Ask me if there is any

way to relax. "She glanced at her husband and teased him, "I said I asked you

to take less points in the exam. You are reluctant to get a scholarship. You

haven't agreed yet!"

Tang Hongjun blushed and was a little embarrassed: "Didn't I chase you back

then? I don't know what to say."

Chen Suling was still laughing.

Tang Hongjun also laughed and said, "I write to you, and I only get a reply

after more than a month, and you don't praise me, so I can only say it

myself..."

Chen Suling nodded and said: "Praise you, if you make Xia Ye the best in the

school this time, I will praise you well."

"Do not worry!"

She was more delicate than her husband, and she told him, "Send him some

counseling books. Don't give too expensive things. Learn from teacher Xia. The

oranges he gave to Xiaoyu these past two days are still alive when she sleeps

at night. My son said that Teacher Xia is good! A boy of Xia Ye’s age has

self-esteem (strong qiang) and he does not want to be funded by others. We owe

Teacher Xia the favor, and we can only repay it with favor."

Tang Gong was in high spirits and patted (chest xiong) to ensure the

completion of the task.

The two families are very close now. Teacher Xia (shen) is in poor health and

has been recuperating at home. The child next door follows him every day like

a little tail. The relationship between the two is so good that Tang Hongjun’s

father can’t help being jealous. . On the other side, Xia Ye followed Tang

Hongjun's frantic questions. No matter how unspoken (sexual xing) son met the

enthusiasm of the Tang family and his son, he gave in.

Xia Ye came to study next door at night, slowly adding a small bench beside

him.

Tang Jinyu didn't know when she started, and moved her small bench to Xia Ye's

side, and followed him to write "homework".

The child’s homework is much simpler. He writes "1234" seriously while holding

a notebook. His fingers are not strong enough, and he stumbles to write Arabic

numerals there. As long as Xia Ye has studied, he will write it for as long as

he does.

The two people, one big and one small, stay together for a long time, and the

intersections increase.

Sometimes Xia Ye would check his "homework", and simply boasted a few words,

and he could see the child happily spinning around. Sometimes the child was

bolder and would rush to hug his leg and laugh twice. Then ran away.

Xia Ye didn't understand what this meant at first. When he went home and

chatted with his dad, Teacher Xia happily said, "That was him showing you

good. Now there are only three people who take the initiative to hold the

legs, and his parents will add One me, you are the fourth one! Next time he

gets closer, you will hug him."

Xia Ye agreed, but he didn't agree with it in his heart.

There are only three or four people the little idiot can see now, and it's no

surprise that he would think he is good.

Even though he thought so, he would still put a candy by the window every

morning and evening when he passed by next door.

Tang Hongjun coached Xia Ye for more than half a month. During a mock exam,

Xia Ye took the first place in the class without any suspense.

After the head teacher saw his grades, his face was full of joy. This grade is

absolutely stable!

A teacher from a neighboring class saw it and looked through it, and said

strangely: "I remember that Xia Ye got a middle and upper grade. Why is it so

good this time?"

The head teacher mysteriously said: "That is, he found a very good person for

counseling, let me tell you, this time our class is going to be a small

champion in the high school entrance examination."

The teacher in the neighboring class smiled reluctantly with a thermos cup in

his hand, "So confident, then Wen Hao in our class is under pressure. Someone

is competing with him for the first place in the school."

The head teacher shook his head and said, "More than that."

After he finished speaking, regardless of the teacher's reaction, he left with

red light.

More than the whole school, he is already expecting Xia Ye to be admitted to

the district first and the city first!

He didn't doubt that Xia Ye's other subjects would follow along with him—just

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It's just that this kind of success cannot be replicated. After the head

teacher was happy, he was a little embarrassed. He (touched Mo) (touched Mo)

the paper, feeling that the change of a person's fate really depends on

opportunities.

Xia Ye was praised at school, and when he returned home, he was praised by

parents again.

Among them, Tang Hongjun was the happiest and kept complimenting him. The

children following him clapped enthusiastically and looked up at him like a

hero, with a look of admiration!

Tang Hongjun set up a table of food at home, and personally cooked some good

dishes for Xia Ye.

Teacher Xia couldn't stay free, so she went to the kitchen to help. The three

adults in the family were talking and laughing in the kitchen, but Xia Ye and

Tang Jinyu were sitting outside in the living room.

Xia Ye is the one who washes the dishes at home, and the kitchen is really not

the place where his skills are used, so he sits on the sofa to help watch the

children.

The child was too obedient, and sat there looking at him without blinking.

Xia Ye saw the glass jar with sugar cubes on the coffee table. It contained

half a jar of peanut nougat, packed in blue (color) small squares. He looked

very familiar, and they were all the kind he gave to children.

Xia Ye paused and asked, "Don't like this?"

"like!"

"Why don't you eat it?"

"Mom said you can eat half a piece a day~"

Xia Ye opened his mouth and put the words back. The child was in a long body,

and it was true that he could not eat too much candy, and it was not good for

his teeth.

The little fancier sitting next to him was still trying his best to praise

him: "Brother, the candy you gave is the best, better than chocolate! I can't

bear to finish it~"

Xia Ye was held by him and nodded without knowing why, "I will buy you other

things next time."

"What are you buying?"

"...Sugar, or chocolate?"

"Wow--!"

Xia Ye sat with him for a while, already thinking about where to buy chocolate

tomorrow.

There was a knock at the door. Tang Jinyu wanted to see, but when he got off

the sofa, he couldn't stand and knocked down. Xia Ye was shocked. He stretched

out his hand to protect his head, but he forgot to wear a watch on his hand.

Tang Jinyu sturdily stumbled with his watch, making a crisp sound.

Xia Ye thought to himself, broken, his dial is made of stainless steel.

Looking at the thick carpet in the living room of the Tang family, he felt

even more guilty.

The child with his head knocked red was still stupid, and he didn't react when

he was held by Xia Ye. It took a while before he reached out (touching Mo) his

forehead. Xia Ye stopped him and didn't let him stumble, and he wouldn't coax

the child to cry now. He didn't know what to think, and he didn't know what to

think.

Tang Jinyu: "???"