You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"Hey, let me talk to you nicely." After a moment of silence, Xiao Yao turned the chopsticks around and poked Shen Tianyun's arm.

"Ah."

"You have to consider grandma's feelings, right? If you don't dye your hair back and dress like this, will grandma be able to bear it? She has complained several times, thinking you are a bad girl. What should I do if she doesn't allow me to associate with you?" Xiao Yao said earnestly.

"What am I dressed like?" Shen Tianyun looked down at herself in surprise.

"Don't you think your pants are a little too short?" Xiao Yao said helplessly.

"It's not enough to control the head and feet, now you're also controlling the pants, right?" Shen Tianyun was a little angry: "Dad classmate, what do you want to say today? Are you going to save the fallen girl?

"It's not me, it's your great-grandmother—"

"I'm telling you, I wear this when I go to school for training. It's so hot, I have to run under the playground. It's so old-fashioned that it doesn't hurt to stand and talk——" Shen Tianyun pouted: "If she is not satisfied, then I won't go to your place. Why don't you come to my place?"

You are not going to listen to any soft or hard words, my daughter's classmate.

Xiao Yao clenched his fists under the table and leaned weakly against the back of his chair.

"Huh? Where are the shrimps?"

"Shrimp, you've eaten all the shrimp," Xiao Yao said unhappily, "You should eat some vegetables too, or you won't grow taller."

"You haven't eaten a single bite of vegetables, and yet you're still blaming me?" Shen Tianyun put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"She is quite like my daughter in this respect." Xiao Yao and Shen Tianyun looked at each other and laughed together.

"Xiao Yao, I'm leaving."

"You're going out again late at night." Xiao Yao saw Shen Tianyun taking out a pair of shorts from the closet.

"Yes, let's go to square dance." Shen Tianyun gestured with the pants on his body: "Are these pants long enough, Dad?"

Xiao Yao pretended not to hear the teasing tone of the word "Dad": "Come back soon - square dancing? What kind of old people's hobby is this?"

"What do you mean old people? You are out of date," Shen Tianyun put on his pants and took out a pair of green socks. "It's the most popular now, the new fashion of the 30s!"

Fashion is indeed a cycle - Xiao Yao thought to himself as he watched Shen Tianyun strike two graceful poses.

"I mean...what kind of socks are these? Why don't they have tubes?"

"What?" Shen Tianyun sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the other sock down to below the ankle: "These are boat socks, also called invisible socks. Who wears those long ones now? They're so tacky."

Xiao Yao angrily said: "I've never seen anything like this before! You're so ugly!"

Shen Tianyun put on her sneakers and stamped her feet gently: "Don't show the edges of your socks. This will make your legs look longer. Do you understand?"

"Don't look at your phone when crossing the road, and be careful when you go out!" Xiao Yao warned.

"I know, I know, let's go."

"It's such a headache..." Xiao Yao held his head with both hands and leaned on the table: "No, wait, don't I want to show my cards?"

Chapter 23 Human Words

After arguing with Shen Tianyun, Xiao Yao finally fell asleep and had a very long dream.

In the dream, he was a third-person spectator, watching Xiao Yao and Shen Jie, both dressed in suits, sitting side by side in the back seat of a luxury car.

Two people were talking and seemed very close, but the content of their conversation was all completely incomprehensible nonsense such as "empowerment", "closed loop", "iteration", "alignment", "link", and "grabber".

The car was driving steadily on the empty road, when suddenly, a concrete mixer truck appeared from nowhere and appeared on the side of the car.

Xiao Yao shouted to the driver to get away from the truck, but found that there was no one in the driver's seat!

At this moment, for some unknown reason, the mixer truck lost its balance and turned over.

The dream then turned into a first-person perspective. Xiao Yao gained control of the body. In a hurry, he unbuckled Shen Jie's seat belt and pushed him out of the car.

Then, everything went dark before my eyes and I woke up.

This experience is not particularly good.

Xiao Yao sat up suddenly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The feeling of being run over by a dump truck was a little too real.

It was already dawn, and the faint morning light shone through the thin curtains.

He could still sleep a little longer, but Xiao Yao was no longer sleepy.

He knocked on the closet door, but Shen Tianyun seemed to still be sleeping.

After eating the fried dumplings and soy milk bought by his grandma, Xiao Yao decided to walk to school today.

"Good morning, have you had breakfast?"

"Morning, I've eaten."

“Remember to drink soy milk.”

“…I don’t drink soy milk.”

"Shen Jie, I dreamed of you last night."

"What did you dream about me?"

"I dreamed about the future, our life after we get married."

A large truck dragging a heavy iron chain whizzed past Xiao Yao. He subconsciously dodged and pressed himself tightly against the wall of the community next to the sidewalk.

Xiao Yao thought that his movements were quite handsome, but when he saw the glances of passers-by, he could only smile at them.

Then, he put the phone back in his pocket.

--split line--

As soon as he stepped into the classroom, Xiao Yao felt that something was wrong with the air.

Speaking of air, he was originally like air in the class. That was why he made friends with the guys in Class 4.

But today when he entered the classroom, the three or two unruly boys in the class, led by "Brother Long", whistled at him, and there was also sparse applause.

"Brother Yao is here!" "Brother Long" named Zhang Jialong had a strange expression on his face, half smiling and half laughing.

"I can't tell, Brother Yao!" Dai Yu, nicknamed "Hairtail", said, "You are a real person who never shows your true colors!"

"Uh, hi, Brother Long, Dai Yu, good morning." Xiao Yao responded awkwardly and trotted back to his seat.

Really, stealing a girl's... (even though he didn't) is something they are so proud of? This is not in line with the five virtues and four beauties.

I mean, are those girls who love to gossip on weekdays also secretly glancing at me?

"Is the Nanlin and Beishen you mentioned really that famous?" asked the study committee member with pigtails and big round-frame glasses in a low voice.

"You live in the deep mountains and old forests. That Bei Shen is the only daughter of the president of Miwei Group and one of the top five beauties in the city's No. 7 Girls' High School..." replied the classmate who was the study committee member.

"She, and Xiao Yao? No way, this Xiao Yao in our class?"

"Keep your voice down!" My deskmate said mysteriously, "Zhou Qi said that. The guy surnamed Shen said that she was his future wife."

"What about Yu Luying? Wasn't he just... a pervert on Friday?"

"Oh~ You're so playful——Don't turn your head, he's looking at me!"

The girls lowered their voices again. Xiao Yao pricked up his ears but still couldn't pick up any signal.

"Follow me...not...me!" Yu Luying blushed, turned her head and said something, but Xiao Yao only heard a few words.

He was a little uneasy, pressing the keys of his cell phone aimlessly on the table.

Shen Jie hasn't replied to the message yet.

Xiao Yao casually sent a "?"

Hmm? I could vaguely hear a few female voices behind me? ... Wasn't I sitting in the last row?

Xiao Yao turned his head in confusion, there was nothing there except the blackboard newspaper.

"Hey, they... said," a cool short-haired girl in the front row leaned over and said, "Mi Wei Group's daughter wants to..."

I couldn't hear what was said afterwards. What is server merger?

"Is it true...he is so talented...where is the novel?"

The person who was speaking was in the front row of the classroom, but the voice came from the back. What kind of supernatural development was this?

"Could it be that the young lady wants to have a relationship with the poor...?" The girl who spoke had starry eyes.

Ah, yes, her voice came from the right rear. Is it because she was sitting behind Yu Luying on the right?

In other words, I am listening with Yu Luying's ears?

This bold conjecture makes Xiao Yao a little excited - how many new features of the magical "symbiosis" are waiting to be discovered?

Xiao Yao closed his eyes, concentrated his attention, and tried his best to get rid of the distraction of the noise.

He recalled himself fiddling with the radio in his childhood, tuning in to FM 96.8… It was getting closer! The fragmented sentences became clearer.

"Damn it, why would it be Xiao Yao..." A boy with a jealous look joined the discussion.

"To be fair, Xiao Yao isn't ugly. At least he's better looking than you. I actually had my eyes on him when school started, but he was a little unsophisticated..."

"Stop it now," the boy said angrily, "Don't you praise the bespectacled guy next door all the time for being handsome?"

"Hey, Yu Luying, Yu Luying, are you regretting this now? The fishing line is too long and must have broken, right? It's not too late to get it back now."

"They've already started to act, there's no need for you to worry about it. They were together after school last week, and didn't you still protect him even when someone took his underwear?"

"This is just a couple's hobby, you know nothing about it."

Yu Luying and Xiao Yao stood up at the same time, looked at each other, and sat down together again.

"Quiet! Quiet!" The round-faced female monitor looked around and said, "Stop chatting, study hard, and read early!"

No one paid any attention to her, and the atmosphere of the discussion became even more heated.

The squad leader gave up struggling and sat down helplessly.

"Guan Te! (Shanghai dialect, meaning "turn off" or "shut up"), be quiet!" Suddenly, "Brother Long", who had been silent all this time, roared.

The whole class fell silent in an instant.

Xiao Yao felt a stream of liquid flowing out of his eyes. He stretched out his fingers to wipe his face, but felt nothing.

About eight minutes later, Teacher Yao came late with a book in her arms, followed by an expressionless Ouyang Qianqian - she must have been called in for another talk.

"The first class was changed to mathematics at the last minute!"

A few low wails were heard in the classroom.

--split line--

After two long and painful math classes, Xiao Yao chased Teacher Yao out of the classroom.

"Your clothes are torn." Teacher Yao glanced at him and said in a casual tone.

Xiao Yao glanced down at his student shirt awkwardly. He didn't know when the seams under his armpits had broken. Could it be that he had gained weight because so many people had fed him recently?

"Oh, haha." Xiao Yao subconsciously blocked it with his hand.

Teacher Yao did not ask Xiao Yao "What do you want to talk to me about?", and both of them walked into the office as if it was a matter of course.

"Teacher Yao."

There was no one else in the office. Teacher Yao sat down at his desk, picked up the enamel teacup, shook his head and blew air into it.

"Teacher Yao."

"Last week, Yu Luying helped you with your lessons. How was the result?"

"Very good. I am confident that I can pass the final exam." Xiao Yao answered in a loud voice.

"Oh? Every subject?" Teacher Yao raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway, no more than three will be fine." Xiao Yao decided to be conservative.

"Starting today, you stay after school every day and I'll help you with math." After Teacher Yao said this, the bell for the next class rang: "Go to class."

"No, no, it's enough for Yu Luying to help me make up for it."

"Yu Luying will not help you with your lessons anymore." Teacher Yao said calmly.

"Is it her idea or yours?" Xiao Yao asked anxiously.