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Chapter 114 Jiang Qiao's Name Is Written in Her Textbook

Chapter 114 Jiang Qiao's Name Is Written in Her Textbook

Hearing Sang Guo's voice from a distance, Jiang Qiao was doing her homework in the room, she couldn't help frowning, this stinky girl didn't wait for him after school, and ran away by herself, so what's the matter with being in such a hurry right now?
"Auntie, I have something to do with my brother."

Jiang Qiao heard Sang Guo say something to her mother in the downstairs living room, and then there was the sound of going upstairs.

"Brother, guess what I did in the afternoon?"

Hearing Sanguo's question, Jiang Qiao rolled his eyes, expressing that he didn't want to answer.

"Brother, let me tell you, I went to pick up a drama, and I read the script, it's very good."

The main reason is that the little girl she played is also very cute, and Sang Guo thinks that Jiang Qiao must like that kind of girl.

"Script? Is it the kind of acting that ends in one minute?"

That's the so-called... playing tricks?

Anyway, Jiang Qiao doesn't really believe it, this stupid girl is so stupid, she is still filming dramas.

"Brother, why do you not believe me so much?"

"After all, I'm the one who wants to be your brain."

Jiang Qiao: ...

???

I'm sorry he didn't agree!

For the next half an hour, Sang Guo talked about the plot with Jiang Qiao endlessly, and when he talked about some funny places, Sang Guo would laugh out loud, and even rolled on Jiang Qiao's bed.

"Did you do your homework?"

Jiang Qiao interrupted the excited Sanguo with a word...

╯^╰Bad brother, why do you do your homework well?
"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures!"

"Brother is bad, huh ╯^╰"

Sang Guo trotted away from Jiang Qiao's room and went back to her home to prepare for her homework.

Every day is Chinese homework, math homework, various homework...

"Ah~ homework, homework, I'll give you candy, can you not let me write about you? I'm so tired~"

Sang Guo poked the textbook with a pen, feeling extremely irritable.

When Su Xia entered Sangguo's room, Sangguo had already fallen asleep on the small desk, with a pencil still in his hand, and the open textbook was filled with "Qiaoqiao"...

"Poisoned, there is no cure."

Su Xia shook her head, bent down and hugged Sang Guo to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and packed her textbooks before leaving.

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bedroom.

When Sang Linnan came out of the bathroom, he saw his wife lying on the bed with a sad face.

"What's wrong? Wife~"

Sang Linnan walked over, hugged her into his arms, and stroked her head with his big hand, just like coaxing a child.

"Guoguo has taken on a new drama, and it's her first time to take on a drama. According to this development, she may really enter the entertainment industry."

Su Xia frowned.

To be honest, relying on her and her husband's connections, it is not a problem for Sang Guo to enter the entertainment circle, but the problem is that she does not want Sang Guo to enter this circle, it is too messy.

"I just went to her room. Jiang Qiao's name is written in her textbook."

"I heard that she wanted to be a celebrity because Jiang Qiao said that she likes celebrities."

The more Su Xia talked, the more unhappy she became, and her heart was sour. The baby she had raised for so many years was about to step into the entertainment industry just because of someone else's words?

She was still too young to know how complicated it was.

"Is that so? That kid from the Jiang family is really good, and he is quite a match for my precious daughter."

"It's just that I don't like to talk much, and my temper is a bit boring."

Sang Linnan thought about it carefully, he was busy with work and rarely had time at home, but he also met Jiang Qiao twice~
"My baby is a master who can't be idle, maybe Jiang Qiao can take care of her~"

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