The god of learning, he blew up

Chapter 149 What should I do if my son loves studying too much?

Wen Zheng sat in front of the desk, the light from the desk lamp shone on the paper spread out on the desk, the notebook next to it was densely filled with words, Wen Zheng's handwriting was as clean as his own, and it was very comfortable to look at.

For a long time, Wen Xueba, who didn't study hard until twelve o'clock in the night and never slept, rarely lost his mind tonight.

Turn out the two tickets in the book, they are the tickets for this Saturday's exhibition match between CK and Sky.

It took him a lot of effort to buy two.

The CK team has been very famous in the past two years, and there are many people who like them. This is their first time to play a game in City A. The fan base in City A is not small. After learning the news, they will stay in front of the computer. , just snatched it all up.

Wen Zheng bought it from scalpers, and the price doubled.

But he didn't feel anything.

Luo Qing likes e-sports, he knows it.

So, he wanted to go see it with Luo Qing.

It's just that he doesn't know how to ask Luo Qing to come out. He has been struggling with this matter for a whole day, and he hasn't sent an invitation to Luo Qing until now.

Wen Zheng took a deep breath, put the ticket back into the book, took out his computer, and logged into the Glory game account.

He never played games. He only registered after knowing that Luo Qing was playing Glory. From Shen Yue, he knew Luo Qing's game ID and didn't add it. Instead, he checked the ID to see if Luo Qing was online. If she is still online now, he will send a message to Luo Qing.

If not, then tomorrow.

After all, it's very late now, and it's not good for him to disturb Luo Qing suddenly.

Tonight, Luo Qing was not online.

Seeing the gloomy head, Wen Zheng felt a little lost.

He wanted to contact Luo Qing, but couldn't find a reason.

In fact, there is no reason to like someone and want to chat with someone, but it's a pity that Wen Zheng didn't understand this truth.

For him who is not good at communicating with people, there is a reason to contact someone.

Contact me tomorrow.

Wen Zheng turned off the computer, and within a few minutes of putting it down, there was a knock on the door of the room, and Wen's mother's voice sounded outside the door.

"Xiao Zheng, are you asleep?"

Wen Zheng raised his voice and said, "Not yet."

"Mom came in." Wen's mother pushed open the door, holding the hot noodles from the night in her hand, and put it on Wen Zheng's table.

"Seeing that you didn't eat much tonight, I thought you must be hungry now, so I cooked a bowl of noodles for you. After eating, pack up and go to bed. Don't stay up too late."

"Yeah." Wen Zheng nodded, but quickly wrote the calculation formula in the notebook with a pen.

Seeing this, mother Wen sighed.

"Son, studying is not everything. Give yourself more time and go out for a walk. It's really not good. Just learn from those boys and play games or something."

Wen Zheng put down his pen, looked up at Mother Wen: "Mom, I see, you go to bed early, and I'll take the bowls down by myself after eating."

"OK then."

Wen's mother looked sad, and when she closed the door, she sighed deeply.

Other families are worried, her own children don't like to study, she is really worried, her son only knows how to study, and there is nothing she can do about him.

Learning is a good thing, but it is not a good thing if you only know how to study without entertainment time.

Wen Zheng was even more serious, and he didn't even communicate with his peers. Wen's mother didn't even know if Wen Zheng had any friends while he was studying.

If it goes on like this, I don't know what will become of it.

No, she must find an opportunity to let Wen Zheng go out for a walk.

After Wen's mother went out, Wen Zheng didn't continue to write questions. He looked at the steaming noodle soup in front of him, and a sentence echoed in his mind.

Just learn from those boys, play games or something.

He thought that he might have a reason to go to Luo Qing.

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Luo Qing got up early the next morning, washed up and went to the cloakroom. There were more than a dozen more clothes in the closet, which were sent by QF.

"QF" is a clothing brand founded by Luo Qing's mother. Every month, new clothes will be delivered, all of which are designed according to Luo Qing's preferences, and they are unique and will not be sold on the shelves.

There are five or six pieces of sweaters in the new batch of clothes, which are her favorites.

Luo Qing picked out a dark blue and white round-neck hooded sweater, casual and loose black trousers, and a dark blue peaked cap that was the same as the clothes, with two small streamers hanging from the back of the cap , buttoned on the head, pressed the fluffy long hair tightly, and part of it stuck to the face. The face, which was originally small, was called even smaller.

After Luo Qing cleaned up, he saw a familiar figure in front of the dining table as soon as he went downstairs.

Su Kui heard the movement, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and greeted Luo Qing with a smile.

"morning."

Luo Qing was silent for two seconds before replying.

"morning."

Luo Qing pulled away the stool, and as soon as she sat down, Su Kui handed her a glass of milk in front of her.

"Warm."

"Thank you." Luo Qing took it, and according to her daily habits, she took a sip of hot milk first, and then began to eat breakfast slowly.

Woke up early this morning, with plenty of time, take your time, don't worry at all.

The two of them had no communication during the whole process, but Su Kui could take good care of Luo Qing. Su Kui knew what Luo Qing wanted to eat, and the next food would appear after she had just finished eating the bowl.

Luo Qing was only responsible for eating during the whole process.

(End of this chapter)