Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!

Pei Qingyuan was obviously taken aback for a moment: "Parents meeting?"

After the results of the monthly exam are released, a parent meeting for the third year of high school will be held. The teacher needs to communicate with the parents in a timely manner about the students' learning situation.

Because of Pei Qingyuan's special family situation, Zhou Fang had already communicated with him in private, and she took the initiative to say that she would not call Luo Xiuyun over, so as not to have the opposite effect, so that he would not have to worry about the parent meeting.

After all, with his grades, there is really nothing to worry about, and it doesn't matter if his parents come or not.

The only thing is that all the parents in the class are here, only Pei Qingyuan's parents are absent, and there may be some rumors. Although Zhou Fang can explain that his parents are too busy with work and asked for leave, but for this once heated exchange It is beyond Zhou Fang's control how other parents who have heard about the incident will make up their minds.

Pei Qingyuan has never taken this matter to heart, but when he heard Ji Tong take the initiative to mention it now, he was surprised and curious.

"How are you going to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me?"

Ji Tong can't become an adult yet, so it's impossible for children to attend parent-teacher meetings.

Ji Tong, who had turned his hair into a chicken coop, sat obediently on the sink, let the host carefully comb his hair, and thought hard: "The voice plays?"

He really misses the time when he played Mr. Ji with a magnetic voice.

Although the host's parents were not able to be present in person, someone called to care about his study and life, at least making other parents feel that the host was valued.

Pei Qingyuan immediately remembered the recording he heard last time.

There are also photos that Ji Tong showed him with great interest.

Thinking of the fictional image of the man, he frowned slightly, and subconsciously said, "No need."

Unexpectedly, the host refused so simply, Ji Tong pouted his mouth immediately, and was too embarrassed to persuade him again: "Okay."

Quiet again for a while, Ji Tong looked at himself in the mirror melancholy, mourning the passing of the chance to act aggressively with the wind, the host behind him lowered his eyes, and the beautiful side face was embellished with a neat arc by the sunlight.

After a while, Pei Qingyuan, who finally straightened his hair for him, asked him in a low voice: "Are you disappointed?"

"No." Ji Tong cheered up and said, "The host washes up quickly, or he will be late for school."

It doesn't matter if you missed it this time, there will be a next time.

Mr. Ji will never admit defeat!

He stepped down on the small stool, returned the space to the host, ran out of the bathroom with a bottle of pomade, and decided to try his hand with the flamboyant cat fur first.

Pei Qingyuan looked at the back of him leaving, then looked back at himself in the mirror, paused for a while, then turned on the tap, and began to wash as usual.

The cool water flows over the cheeks, the melodious meowing of cats can be heard in the living room, and the melodious singing of birds in the morning flies past the window.

He vaguely thought, maybe this is the growing pains.

With the beginning of a new week and the end of large and small activities, the school finally returned to calm.

The results of the monthly exam were announced on Wednesday. As expected by Zhou Fang, the results of class three this time have indeed improved a lot. The overall average score is higher than that of the last monthly exam, and they are almost among the key classes.

The teachers would still mention Class Three when other classes were lecturing, but this time, while praising Pei Qingyuan, who became the first in the grade again, they also praised the whole class, because everyone's grades basically improved.

Class Three of Senior Three became the focus of the entire grade once again, causing students in other classes to talk about it, but this time, everyone not only got the honor of being the first in the grade, they also became the honor themselves.

Zhou Fang was in high spirits, and every student in the class was very happy. They were delighted with the rewards after their hard work, and they were more grateful to the person who made everything change.

In the past few days, Pei Qingyuan, who was sitting in the back row, was surrounded by enthusiastic gazes almost all the time, and he could not count how many times he heard thank you monitor.

There are also fancy brain supplements for various poses.

"Squad leader, I'm sorry, we treated you like that when you first transferred, but you are still so tolerant and generous, answering everyone's questions."

"I remember the monitor said that he would live up to everyone's expectations that day. What we expected back then was actually something bad, but you fulfilled your promise in the complete opposite direction. I'm sorry monitor, thank you!"

"And the class leader not only helps the students in the class, but also enthusiastically helps other students who don't know each other when he goes to other schools for exchanges, and the word spreads in the seventh class!"

…

Under Lin Zihai and the whole class's constant brainstorming, sometimes even Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan would be in a trance.

"Ruan Ruan, do we really think so?"

"…may be."

One person and one watch looked at each other blankly, and gradually gave up struggling.

Originally, the parent-teacher meeting was scheduled to be held on Friday, but considering that it would be too cruel to hold the parent-teacher meeting before the weekend, under the advice of some teachers, the parent-teacher meeting was mercifully postponed to next Monday.

This weekend, Pei Qingyuan went to the bakery as usual. This is his last part-time job. He has already explained his situation to He Shiwen, and he will not be distracted from working in the future. He must concentrate on preparing for the college entrance examination.

He Shiwen learned that he no longer needs to rely on part-time work to support himself for the time being. He was relieved, but also very reluctant.

"When Xing Xing finds out that you're not coming, he'll probably cry."

Thinking of his daughter who was always staring at Pei Qingyuan like a sunflower, He Shiwen shook his head with a smile, and said: "In the future, if you pass by the store, come in and sit if you are free. Take whatever you want, and don't be polite to me. "

"Also, if you can't solve something by yourself, remember to tell me. I've been here for forty years anyway. If I can't solve it, then I'll go find someone else..."

Pei Qingyuan listened to him patiently, and responded softly.

When it was time to get off work, Ji Tong came to find Pei Qingyuan "after school" on time. On the eve of parting, He Shiwen looked at the two children who were becoming familiar with each other, and took off his glasses sadly to wipe them off.

On the wall behind the cash register, there is still a photo of Ji Tong eating bread.

"By the way, before taking off the apron, I'll take another photo of you two. In the previous photo, Xiao Pei didn't show his face. I'll take a formal photo and hang it up as a souvenir."

Ji Tong readily agreed, and pulled the host to compare scissorhands to the camera with a smile.

But just at this time, a special guest came to the store.

The wind chimes at the door sounded, Pei Qingyuan was looking at the camera, Ji Tong was still holding his scissors, He Shiwen just pressed the shutter, he looked back reflexively, and said: "Welcome."

The old man came in with gray hair, wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses, ordinary clothes, and a kind appearance.

Ji Tong's eyes widened, and He Shiwen felt that the guest looked familiar, and suddenly said: "You ordered a cake last time and said that you would give it to..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Qingyuan behind him said, "Grandpa."

So He Shiwen's eyes widened like Ji Tong's.

Pei Huaishan was a little apprehensive at first, but his tense expression suddenly relaxed when he heard the same grandpa as before.

"Hey." He carefully looked at Pei Qingyuan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and a kind smile appeared in the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, "Qingyuan has grown taller."

Ji Tong on the side heard the words, quietly put away the scissors, and looked up at the host.

He felt that the host must be very happy.

At least he was happy.

Because a second person discovered that the host had grown taller.

He Shiwen immediately asked Pei Huaishan to sit down, and quickly pushed Pei Qingyuan out from behind the cash register, brought a water glass and snacks, and let the two have a good chat.

Ji Tong sat on the third chair, quietly listening to the host talking to his grandfather.

"Is your health well?"

"It's no big problem. Once you're old, no matter how much you take care of it, it will treat the symptoms and not the root cause." Pei Huaishan waved his hand and sighed, "I shouldn't have gone to Siyou's place. It would be nice if I didn't go this time. This kid Hong is so courageous, he kept everything from me..."

"The body is important, I'm doing well now." Pei Qingyuan didn't let him continue to blame himself, and took the initiative to change the subject, "The birthday cake is delicious, thank you Grandpa."

As soon as he mentioned that the cake was delicious, Ji Tong next to him nodded in agreement, as if to testify.

Pei Huaishan was amused: "Is this your new friend? He looks so cute."

"Well, I'm working as a tutor for him." Pei Qingyuan said, "His family is very busy, so he often stays with me on weekends, and sometimes lives with me."

"Alright, I can be a companion." Pei Huaishan sighed, "Are you still used to moving out by yourself? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Pei Qingyuan moved out for a month, and Pei Huaishan knew about it some time ago, so he wanted to come over for a long time, but at that time, it was a basketball game, and he was going to another school for exchange, so he couldn't wait for the right opportunity.

He didn't want to rush to school or the house Pei Qingyuan rented. After much deliberation, the bakery was the most suitable.

Pei Qingyuan shook his head: "There is no difficulty, everything is fine."

Ji Tong actively added to the host: "My brother can cook by himself, it's delicious!"

"Really?" Pei Huaishan asked in surprise, "What will you do?"

"I can do anything!" Ji Tong said boldly, "There are photos in my brother's phone, I took them! Grandpa, do you want to see it?"

Pei Huaishan couldn't wait and said, "Look and see."

Pei Qingyuan had no choice but to hand over his mobile phone, watching the old and the young make a pile in front of the screen.

"This one looks very good, even more beautiful than the dishes served in big restaurants."

Pei Huaishan held his glasses and squinted his eyes to look carefully, while Ji Tong on the side added earnestly: "The taste is also very good! I ate two bowls of rice that day."

"You have such a good appetite, how big is the bowl? I remember that Qing Yuan only ate half a bowl of rice when he was a child, and he was a bit picky eater." Pei Huaishan laughed, "By the way, kid, what's your name?"

Seeing that the two were chatting excitedly, Pei Qingyuan listened patiently, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

While greeting the guests, He Shiwen secretly turned on the camera when he saw this happy scene.

A few minutes later, Pei Huaishan had already kissed Tongtong one by one, and he and Ji Tong were as close as grandparents and grandchildren.

After watching the dishes that Pei Qingyuan learned, Pei Huaishan was half melancholy and half happy, and after asking a lot of details about Pei Qingyuan's life, he said in a normal way: "I asked, and I heard that your school is going to hold a parent meeting. Do you need Grandpa to go?"

Pei Huaishan laughed and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't held a parent-teacher meeting for you since you've grown up so big. Is it Grandpa's turn this time?"

Until this moment, Pei Qingyuan finally understood why grandpa came.

Pei Huaishan knew that he had no real "parents" now, so he wanted to come.

Even though there is no blood bond between them, something has never changed.

He froze for a moment, many complicated and difficult emotions flowed from the bottom of his heart, before the emotion-driven "good" blurted out, he was finally suppressed by reason.

If someone recognizes Pei Huaishan, his behavior may be interpreted into countless complicated meanings, and even Pei Huaishan will be involved in family disputes.

In this fragrant bakery, the long-lost grandfather wanted to hold a parent-teacher meeting for his grandson.

But in another absurd and brilliant world, behind this can mean intricate money, status and power struggles.

"Grandpa, no need." Pei Qingyuan said softly, "I have already found other elders to help me."

He glanced at Ji Tong, and Ji Tong instantly understood, and said in cooperation: "My father will go, even if he can't go for a while, he will call my brother's head teacher!"

Pei Huaishan was slightly surprised: "Your father?"

"That's right." Ji Tong turned on the nonsense mode, "My father is amazing!"

Pei Huaishan asked curiously: "How powerful it is, can you tell me?"

"Let's think about it, Dad is very tall and handsome." Ji Tong used the tone of a three-year-old child flexibly, "With a lot of money, he can do everything. Although he is busy every day and flies around, but Dad was great, he helped a lot of people..."

Pei Huaishan laughed straight when he heard it, but didn't take it to heart. Seeing Pei Qingyuan's faintly weird expression, he couldn't help teasing: "Don't laugh at Tongtong, you said the same thing about your father when he was so old of."

"Minghong is in the company every day. You often don't see him. Sometimes when I come to see you, you will ask me, is my father doing something particularly important and great? I guess what you really want to ask at that time may be Yes, Dad is going to save the world, like Superman on TV."

Pei Qingyuan obviously didn't remember what he said when he was two or three years old. He was surprised and a little at a loss when he heard the words, but Ji Tong next to him was overjoyed when he heard it. It turned out that the host was also a naive ghost when he was a child.

Seeing his smiling face, Pei Qingyuan was silent for a while.

He didn't feel that Pei Huaishan's mention of the past was a kind of sting or offense to him, but felt that there were long and yellowish memories flashing through his heart, which made people suddenly feel refreshed.

Children who cannot see their parents will always try their best to beautify the vague image. Imagination makes them gradually grow taller, even so tall that their neglect of themselves becomes an inevitable and blameless choice, so that they can wait with peace of mind. go down.

Is the fictional character in Ji Tong's mouth his imagination of the image of a human father?

He suddenly no longer resisted the "season banquet".

Just mentioned Pei Minghong, Pei Qingyuan said calmly: "If your physical condition allows, maybe you can pay more attention to the situation of his company. I always feel that many of his decisions are too radical."

Last time when Ji Tong discovered Pei Minghong's dangerous business operations, Pei Qingyuan realized the crisis that the Pei family might face in the future. If it was Pei Minghong, he would not care about it, but Pei Huaishan was different, he couldn't completely hide it.

Hearing what he said, Pei Huaishan laughed as if mocking himself: "So you can see it too... It's a pity that everyone has their own destiny, and others can't interfere."

"Half of life is destined by heaven, and the other half is made by people themselves."

His tone was heavy, and he looked at his former grandson quite solemnly.

"You are different from him, you are a very good boy." Pei Huaishan sighed in a low voice, "It is others who are sorry for you."

The dusk was strong outside the window, and the atmosphere gradually became silent.

Before the kind-looking old man left, He Shiwen, who ran to the next door to print photos, just rushed back.

He took a paper envelope and handed it to Pei Qingyuan.

"I took a sneak shot just now, I hope you don't mind." He Shiwen scratched his head, "I didn't keep this one, I washed three of them, and they are all here. I think you will like it."

Pei Qingyuan opened the paper seal, and there were three identical photos.

In the center of the picture is the round table with warm tones in the bakery. The old man with white hair and the childish child are sitting together at the table, talking lively. Light.

And he sat at the other end of the round table, watching them quietly, his eyes were extraordinarily bright.