My elf is so mean

Yunzhou No. 11 Middle School responded quickly and immediately established a three-person team to provide scientific research assistance to Zhou Yuan.

It was said that they were providing scientific research assistance, but as long as Zhou Yuan's request was not too excessive, he would agree to it.

This time, Zhou Yuan's family saved a lot of money on cultivating various monsters.

"Teachers, please take note. I now need energy cubes of medium or higher quality, as well as various tree fruits suitable for Variety Monsters. I only have these for now, I will add the others."

After Zhou Yuan explained his needs, he walked away.

Teacher Zhu Jie, a member of the group, didn’t know if it was because of her relationship with Zhou Yuan, so she mocked: “Who does he think he is? The school said it would provide help, so he made such an excessive request?”

"Say less, the school is begging him to stay now." Chen Xiguan, who knew the inside story, replied to her.

"Isn't it just a broken award, the school will ask a student to stay?"

"This is not as simple as breaking a prize. This is a scientific research competition among high schools in the province. The students who won special prizes here are all admitted to various universities, and some even directly enter the Chinese Academy of Sciences."

"What?"

Zhu Jie obviously didn't know the way inside.

Chen Xiguan explained to her: "Moreover, the winning paper this time is not that simple. I heard that even Dr. Dashi praised this paper and is planning to apply for it to the Nature Academic Journal."

"No way? Can a student's paper be published in a natural academic journal?"

Another teacher next to him, Teacher Gao Yigao, answered: "My friend works at the Provincial Scientific Research Bureau. He told me that this paper has been awarded the first prize for elf research in the province and will be taken to Beijing soon.

They evaluate national scientific research awards there.”

"So powerful?" Zhu Jie's shocked eyes revealed an intriguing color.

Chen Xiguan sighed: "This Zhou Yuan is not just a student. The principal's purpose in keeping him is that he wants to leave a famous alumnus of No. 11 Middle School who will go down in history."

At the same time, he added in his heart, otherwise the old fox would not have promised him a house just to keep Zhou Yuan.

…………

After school, Zhou Yuan returned home.

By this time, public opinion about the award had already fermented.

Key high schools began to bombard Zhou Yuan's parents with phone calls.

"Zhou Yuan, what on earth did you do? So many principals of key high schools called your dad and me, asking us to persuade you to go to their schools?"

In the class, Zhou Yuan, who knew that he was a hot search topic, had already explained it countless times.

To explain it again, it’s easy to get used to it.

"Just like this...and then like that..."

After listening to the explanation, Zhou Yuan's parents also knew what was going on.

"Then which school are you planning to choose? There are several provincial key schools, and they even called from Shangmei in Shanghai." Zhou's father, Zhou Youliang, asked Zhou Yuan's opinion.

"Dad, I'm not going to choose another school."

As soon as Zhou Yuan finished speaking, Chen Meiyu beside her became furious.

"Don't choose? Are you stupid? Those are provincial key high schools. We couldn't get into them before. Now that we can get in, why not go?"

Chen Meiyu hated that iron could not become steel. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she reached out to pull Zhou Yuan's ears.

"No, Mom, shake me, shake me..."

The more Zhou Yuan begged for mercy, the angrier Chen Meiyu became.

"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial son!"

Zhou Youliang saw that Zhou Yuan didn't seem to be joking: "A Yuan, what do you think?"

Zhou Yuan put away his joking face and said seriously: "Dad, I know the situation of our family. If I go to those provincial key high schools, my daily expenses will also increase. I really don't want to put this pressure on you."

Chen Meiyu gritted her teeth and said: "Isn't there still Yunzhou, a provincial key point? Besides, it's not like my family really can't afford you. Your father and I also have savings."

"Okay, Mom, I've made my decision. When I'm in No. 11 Middle School, the school will provide me with a lot of help, and at least I'll be able to save the cost of raising a Variety Monster.

There are various selections and academic tutoring later. In No. 11 Middle School, I was like a chicken head. But when I went to other high schools, I was like a phoenix tail, and they wouldn’t give me the same support as No. 11 Middle School.”

Chen Meiyu's eyebrows stood up: "Are you disobedient?"

Zhou Yuan frowned and replied: "I'm in No. 11 Middle School."

Mother and son looked at each other, sparks flying.

"Just follow A Yuan!"

Zhou Youliang made the final decision and ended the fight.

"Dad is wise!"

Zhou Yuan immediately left the stage.

Chen Meiyu started pinching her husband's arm: "What are you doing? It's not easy for your son to have the opportunity to go to a better school, but you follow him and act like crazy?"

"Do you really think he is fooling around?" Zhou Youliang's voice rose a few times, "He said so much just for our sake and didn't want us to be too tired."

After hearing this, Chen Meiyu couldn't help crying.

"It's because we are not living up to expectations, and we still want our children to think about us."

Zhou Youliang held back his tears and patted Chen Meiyu on the shoulder to comfort her: "The child has grown up and knows how to feel sorry for us. We should be happy."

"Yes, yes." Chen Meiyu burst into tears and smiled, "Our son has grown up and knows how to care about his parents."

In the bedroom, Zhou Yuan took out his ears.

"Can you please speak in a lower voice? I'm so embarrassed."

The Variety Monster on the desk thought he was talking about it.

"vast?"

Zhou Yuan rubbed Variety Monster's smooth head: "I'm not talking about you."

"vast."

Variety Monster:??('ω')??

"Little guy, I can take good care of you!" Zhou Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

Originally, given my family's conditions, it would not be a good idea to cultivate a variety of monsters.

The tree fruits and energy cubes used to cultivate elves are not cheap. If you want to use them for food, it will be a huge expense.

On days like these, I feed the Variety Monster rice.

It eats whatever people eat.

Although it cannot be fed to death, it cannot provide the nutrients the elves need.

"Mangmang?" (Weren't the energy cubes you gave me before delicious?)

The last time Zhou Yuan fed it the energy cubes obtained from the system lottery, it almost swallowed its tongue. The taste and nutrition were far superior to the energy cubes on the market.

"That's not Chinese cabbage. It can be supplied all day long."

Zhou Yuan thought to himself that he had almost accumulated mission points now, so it was time for another wave of draws.

"vast!"

Zhou Yuan ignored Baibianguai and was busy editing how to post the news about his paper winning the award to his circle of friends in a low-key manner without losing the connotation.

Zhou Yuan (Zhou Yuan’s WeChat name): The hard work this week has not been in vain, thank you very much. The paper won the prize.jpg

Not long after I posted it, people started liking and replying.

The last cloud at the end of summer: Ouch, great scientist!/Smile

As soon as you look at this online name, you will know that it is Xia Weiyun.

It's not that Zhou Yuan isn't interested in her, it's because he really doesn't dare to be interested in her.

But you have to reply, so treat it like a fry raised in your own fish pond.

Zhou Yuan replied: I’m going to take a shower, come back and chat~

The boulder fell to the ground: Not bad, keep up the good work./Smile???

People who can send such smiling expressions are definitely not of the same age group. You can guess that it is Dr. Oishi by contacting his name.

Since he is his first-generation father, Zhou Yuan's reply is naturally more enthusiastic.

Zhou Yuan replied: I will continue to work hard./Come on????

The boulder fell to the ground:/smile???

Young Abin: As expected of my brother, he is awesome!

At first glance, you can tell that this is Huang Haibin.

Zhou Yuan replied: The game is now online

Young Abin: OK

The last cloud at the end of summer: Didn’t you say you were going to take a shower?/Get angry??

PS: The pace of today's article is indeed a bit slow. I wanted to describe the family relationship and the relationship between teachers and students. If you think it's not good, or don't want to read it, I will reduce this part of the plot in the future.

But as I wrote, they came out to interpret the plot themselves. It seems that everyone in my book wants to express their own story.

Finally, please give me a recommendation vote~