Noble girl training system

Chapter 102 Qian Hongren was violently suppressed

Beijing, Qian's

"Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!"

Last night, Qian Hongren, who accidentally stayed up all night, was just lying on the bed, in a state of trance, when he was awakened by the loud noise from the open door.

"very noisy!"

Qian Hongren turned over, pulled the quilt to the top of his head, and curled up his body, looking from a distance like a chrysalis wrapped around himself.

Turned over!

Turn over again! !
Cover your ears, count sheep, press pillows on your head...

After exhausting all the methods, Qian Hongren, who still couldn't fall asleep smoothly, threw off the blanket, jumped under the bed, slipped on a pair of plush slippers, and put on a mess of hair like a bird's nest. He appeared at the stairs, yawned with his mouth open, and complained in a sleepy voice: "Mom, what kind of music are you playing early in the morning..." It's still such an exciting music, and I'm not afraid of the neighbors next door running over to knock me. door complaints!
On the sofa, Qian's mother, whose back was facing Qian Hongren, picked up the remote control panel that was placed aside, and pressed a pause button casually, tilting her head slightly, her eyes were on Qian Hongren's pale and tired face, and two pandas who were enough to beautify the panda The big dark circles stopped, and the brows that were originally stretched slightly frowned.

"Hong'er, you stayed up all night again? Didn't I tell you that no matter how important things are, they are not as important as your own body. Why are you so disobedient? You are young and have a good foundation. You won't get sick, but this kind of hidden danger accumulates slowly, and you won't be able to see it for a while. When you get older, the temperature changes a little bit, or you don't have time to add clothes, you will get sick easily..."

"..." Qian Hongren thought silently. At this time, if he retreated immediately and pretended that he didn't appear in the living room at all, wouldn't it be better?
After all, he was the child who was born in October of his pregnancy and raised and educated himself. No matter how gentle and refined Qian Hongren is in front of outsiders, Mother Qian can still clearly see his cunning as a fox. Therefore, at this moment, Mother Qian stopped the topic without hesitation, and beckoned, "Come here!"

Qian Hongren: "..." In the past?Still not going there?This is indeed a problem.

"Why, do you want me to come and invite you?" Mother Qian said sullenly, no longer hiding her displeasure and anger.

Seeing this, Qian Hongren backed away silently, ignoring the brain that was clamoring "I really want to sleep", and slowly moved to the sofa, and then, at a distance of about three people's width from Qian's mother Sit down.

Mother Qian curled her lips, got up, walked to Qian Hongren's side, and patted Qian Hongren's shoulder, easily preventing Qian Hongren from getting up and moving away again, and then lightly pinched Qian Hongren's face with a smile on her face. He said with disgust: "Tsk! Look at your face that you don't need makeup to play a zombie, look at your dark circles that are as dark as ink, it's really a good look inherited from your father and me! What about the 'male god' of the School of Political Science and Law? That's it! I don't know what the kids are thinking now, just like you, the 'male nerve' is almost the same, and I still want to be a 'male god'..." Demo, Can't heal you? !
Qian Hongren twisted his neck. Because of the ferocious aura that Mama Qian had cultivated for many years, he didn't dare to slap Mama Qian's hands away directly. Helpless face: "Mom, no personal attacks!"

"Pull it down!" Mother Qian snorted lightly, patted Qian Hongren's face, and said unceremoniously: "Just like you, you can only deceive those ignorant little girls, no, now, you Not even a little girl can be fooled..."

When she said this, she didn't know what Qian's mother was thinking of, she suddenly shut up and went to the kitchen, brought a cup of warm milk and some hot snacks, and put them on the tea table one by one On the table, he said: "After breakfast, watch this show with me, and then you can go back and rest."

"Thank you, Mom." Qian Hongren praised his decision to pretend to be pitiful and innocent just now. He knew that his mother had a "sharp mouth, tofu heart", a typical "eating soft but not hard" ah!

"You have a conscience!" Mother Qian nodded in satisfaction. The respect and filial piety of the children of the Qian family are engraved in their bones. This is not because the Qian family is currently one of the best in China. any change in status.

After Qian Hongren drank all the milk and all the snacks, Qian's mother picked up the remote control that was put aside and switched the program to the beginning again.

However, at this moment, Qian Hongren realized something was wrong: "Mom, are you watching a video tape?"

"Well, the videotape of this year's 'Freshman Show' in M ​​City Middle School sent by your grandfather." Qian's mother said it casually, but from her eyes that casually shot at Qian Hongren, it occasionally disappeared in a flash. In the light and calculations, one can guess the small calculations in her heart.

"Before, didn't your grandpa and grandma say that there was a little girl named Yun Caixia temporarily staying at home. This little girl not only has good grades, but also writes beautiful calligraphy, has excellent cooking skills, and can cook Is it a beautiful cute bag? This time, this little girl will not only speak on behalf of the freshmen, but also perform, so I just want to see what kind of excellent little girl can make the two elders so full of praise. "

"Oh." Qian Hongren responded, stood up, and said: "Then you watch first, I will put the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen first."

"Don't worry." Qian's mother grabbed Qian Hongren's arm and said, "I heard that this little girl's program is at the top, so she will be there soon."

really……

When the familiar "dong dong dong" sound reached his ears again, Qian Hongren finally understood why he was woken up.However, shouldn't such a passionate dance be used as the finale dance? How did it become the opening dance?
But, I have to say, this little girl's dance is really good.Even he, who watched the video, thought it was so inspiring and excited, not to mention the audience who witnessed the dance, it was a rare feast for the eyes and ears.

"I didn't expect that this little girl's handwriting is so good, she feels a bit like a family of her own!"

When Qian's mother said this, she still didn't forget to look at Qian Hongren with disgust, and said, "Hong'er, your handwriting is not bad, but you are not as talented as this little girl. Especially your composition, tsk ...I don't want to hear your tutor call again, let us try to remind you to pay more attention to the paper, otherwise, you will definitely become the first student in Q University who can't do anything because the paper is not good enough Graduates with degree certificates!"

"Mom, compared to before, my thesis has improved significantly." As for Qian's mother, when she saw any program, especially one related to writing, she would repeat the same old tune and extend it to herself. , Qian Hongren has gone from depressed at the beginning, to madness in the middle, and now to numbness.

"What progress, don't put money on your face. Do you really think that I didn't know that it was your tutor, and I kindly let you go because of your pleading appearance?" Mother Qian didn't understand. Although the Qian family has always been biased towards science, they are not good at liberal arts in their bones, and their grades in liberal arts from childhood to adulthood are so poor that it is unbearable to look directly at them. However, she was also a well-known talented girl in the school back then. Why didn't Qian Hongren inherit her merits, but instead inherited Qian's father's idea that even the most common [-]-character narrative had to hold back for a long time, and then what he wrote was still the kind of donkey's head that didn't match his mouth. ?
Qian Hongren: "..." I can't hear, I can't hear anything!
"Oh~ this little girl can also learn Chinese painting!" Qian's mother held Qian Hongren's arm tightly, and said excitedly: "I heard from your grandparents that the little girl has never been to a teacher, but she likes to look at it since she was a child." Calligraphy and painting, I often imitate the pictures on the art books. I have persisted in this way for nearly ten years, and now I have the feeling of a little painter. Tsk, this talent is really leveraged!"

"I heard that the little girl also learned calligraphy from her father. She usually practiced on old newspapers, but she was able to practice such good calligraphy in a short period of time. This talent is not at all compared to her talent in painting. Bad!"

"Oh, look, the little girl can also embroider! God, in this day and age, let alone embroidery, there are many people who can't even do simple things like threading a needle and sewing buttons, let alone embroidery. An ancient technique."

"..." Hearing this, Qian Hongren couldn't help but said, "Mom, she only knows how to make cute bags."

"You're stupid!" Mother Qian patted the back of Qian Hongren's head, picked up the remote control panel, adjusted the video tape to the front, and then paused, pointing to the clearly visible embroidery pattern on the cute bag on the screen, and said: "Can you see clearly? It's a waste of your eyes to grow so big, but you can miss such a beautiful embroidery pattern! Sure enough, you stayed up all night and you are not awake, so, are your eyes also blurred?"

Under such circumstances, Qian Hongren didn't dare to speak out again, he could only grimace and was suppressed again.

Until Qian's mother switched the video over again and watched it over and over again; until Qian Hongren was about to pinch his thigh green, and yawned one after another, almost unable to stop, and his eyes were bleeding out of his physiology. After the sexual tears; until the clock on the wall struck again, Qian's mother finally kindly let Qian Hongren go.

"Tsk! Now, do you know the pain of staying up late? Let's see if you dare to stay up late again in the future!"

Qian Hongren turned his head and looked at Qian's mother with a puzzled face. There were still two drops of physiological tears hanging beside the eyelashes, coupled with the darker and darker eye circles, the red bloodshot eyes clearly visible, and the increasingly pale and tired eyes. His face only made Qian's mother feel distressed.

"Okay, go back to your room and sleep, I'll make you some medicinal soup for nourishment at noon."

"...Mom, I don't like to drink medicinal food." Qian Hongren suggested with a bitter face, "Just a dozen or two of your best snacks."

Mama Qian slapped it again, and said angrily, "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about!" Little snack?Another dozen or two?This is life and life being kept up all night until my head is confused!
"That's it, go back to your room and rest."

It is rare to sacrifice his cunning and refined image in the eyes of his family, and in order to entertain his relatives in colorful clothes, Qian Hongren, who only hoped that Mama Qian would show her kindness: "..."

Qian's mother ignored Qian Hongren's bitter face at all, and continued to add: "By the way, after getting enough sleep, I will stop by the bookstore to buy some reference materials and review problem sets and send them to Yun Caixia, and then write a letter to her. She's making connections, getting in touch with each other so that she can give pointers to your unbearable thesis!"

Qian Hongren: "..." So, mom, my dearest mom, this is the most important reason why you deliberately suppressed me today and watched it three times in a row, which took me more than an hour to catch up on sleep, right? !

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