Please Start Your Show Chapter 17
The reason why Lu Jianyan's mother was invited to school cannot simply be because he stood by while classmates were fighting.
But for what reason, Lu Jianyan did not know. He and
the other two parents left the Principal's office. The parents left with their children. Lu Jianyan was sitting on a bench and drinking juice accompanied by his mother's assistant.
Lou Little Fat comforted Lu Jianyan a few words before leaving.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay." The little fat man has very rich experience in fighting wits with his parents. He fisted Lu Jianyan and made a fighting action. "Cry at the critical moment. You know, cry to death. They will definitely be distressed! "
Lu Jianyan was humbly educated and temporarily decided to let go of all the baggage of the president, because this age mother was really terrible!
Inside the huge transparent glass window, Mother Lu, who was sitting in the office and watching the video, became more and more dignified. The curly bangs specially reserved for modeling seemed to have the taste of killing.
Of course, this was Lu Jianyan's son filter, and the reality was not that bad.
But Lu Jianyan just felt bad. When Mother Lu came out from the inside, every sound of high heels stepping on the floor seemed to be a drum beat on Lu Jianyan's heart, which made him swallow a bit of saliva.
Mother Lu pretended to be okay. She gave her uneasy son a smile that could not be faked, and said in a gentle tone never before: "Let's go home, Yan Yan"
Lu Jianyan would certainly feel scared!
Quick death!
Refuse slow knife to kill!
It's a pity that since Mother Lu has made up her mind, she will surely hold on to this idea. The spring weather turned rain, and the voice was soft and slow, and the whole family was scared that they did not eat well at night.
It's not right, it's not strict enough. It should be that the whole family, except brother Lu, who was still feeding, was more or less frightened.
When Lu Jianyan refused the help of his father and mother that night and wanted to complete the homework of the kindergarten by himself, the worry of his mother reached its peak.
She started to walk back and forth in front of her son's room, snatched the housekeeper's work, went in and out several times in the name of fruit delivery, snacks, and drinks, talked about the mood with her son.
But no matter how Lu Jianyan pretended to be naive and asked why the principal was looking for her, she just said that was fine.
In the end, Mother Lu was taken away by Father Lu, holding her shoulders.
Lu Jianyan did not feel relieved, but instead counted three in his heart. Sure enough, Father Lu returned alone. He grasped the doorknob with one hand and leaned against the frame with another hand.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses and a smart shirt has a temperament much like a scum in a coat. Cough, at least the feeling of Confucian businessmen, but he just likes to worry more than mother.
"I had a great time today, the kindergarten was very good, the children were very good, and the teachers were also very good. I had a good meal and drank a juice shake. And, Dad, I love you too, good night."
Before Father Lu asked, Lu Jianyan had interrupted the other party with a series of daily formatted answers.
But even so, Dad Lu still has the ability to add: "The neighbor next door seems to be moving back to live for a while, so there may be many strangers coming in and out recently, you have to be obedient."
"I know." Lu Jianyan was helpless, and he didn't think the strangers would pose much danger.
People living near the town were Villa halfhill, which was a relatively old-fashioned affluent district in City B. It was well-known in the city for its independent postal code, which was surrounded by mountains and rivers.
And the standard configuration of tennis courts and swimming pools. Most people also own a small garden. Wide view, great privacy, and some even have a tarmac (helicopter). In short, the neighbors were actually very far apart, and in theory there was no such thing as disturbing each other.
Father Lu didn't hesitate, and continued to chop the door and said, "There was also a little boy of your age at the neighbor's house. I can try to contact, arrange a play date for you. Maybe you can become good friends."
Lu Jianyan made no comment about this, because as far as he knew, he didn't even remember who lived next door. Although he didn't know the reason, it seemed that he was destined not to be friends with the little boy.
……
Early the next morning, Lu Jianyan dressed himself and sat down to the European-style table in advance, waiting for the family to eat. Children generally hate eating, and Lu Jianyan was no exception when he was a kid.
He regretted it when he grew up.
Therefore, Lu Jianyan decided to take advantage of his age without worrying about becoming a piece of abdominal muscles, eating crazy.
Such a performance, in the view of Mother Lu, was the son's strict self-discipline again.
Today, he didn't even wear half of his clothes, and slept in bed again. How could this work? ! (Lu Jianyan: Eh?)
Mother Lu's vague and anxious gaze followed, but she never dared to approach, as if Lu Jianyan was a fragile piece of fine porcelain.
Lu Jianyan has no good way to normalize her mother for the time being, so she can only choose to go to kindergarten to avoid it.
After kissing father, mother, and sister in turn, Lu Jianyan carried his small schoolbag on his back and got into the car.
As for the younger brother Lu, who was being held in the arms by his mother and was fiercely licking the bottle, Lu Jianyan didn't even give him a look.
After all, he was still in an awkward period with his brother, even if the other party was a small baby who has restored the factory settings, he cannot change this awkwardness.
But for what reason, Lu Jianyan did not know. He and
the other two parents left the Principal's office. The parents left with their children. Lu Jianyan was sitting on a bench and drinking juice accompanied by his mother's assistant.
Lou Little Fat comforted Lu Jianyan a few words before leaving.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay." The little fat man has very rich experience in fighting wits with his parents. He fisted Lu Jianyan and made a fighting action. "Cry at the critical moment. You know, cry to death. They will definitely be distressed! "
Lu Jianyan was humbly educated and temporarily decided to let go of all the baggage of the president, because this age mother was really terrible!
Inside the huge transparent glass window, Mother Lu, who was sitting in the office and watching the video, became more and more dignified. The curly bangs specially reserved for modeling seemed to have the taste of killing.
Of course, this was Lu Jianyan's son filter, and the reality was not that bad.
But Lu Jianyan just felt bad. When Mother Lu came out from the inside, every sound of high heels stepping on the floor seemed to be a drum beat on Lu Jianyan's heart, which made him swallow a bit of saliva.
Mother Lu pretended to be okay. She gave her uneasy son a smile that could not be faked, and said in a gentle tone never before: "Let's go home, Yan Yan"
Lu Jianyan would certainly feel scared!
Quick death!
Refuse slow knife to kill!
It's a pity that since Mother Lu has made up her mind, she will surely hold on to this idea. The spring weather turned rain, and the voice was soft and slow, and the whole family was scared that they did not eat well at night.
It's not right, it's not strict enough. It should be that the whole family, except brother Lu, who was still feeding, was more or less frightened.
When Lu Jianyan refused the help of his father and mother that night and wanted to complete the homework of the kindergarten by himself, the worry of his mother reached its peak.
She started to walk back and forth in front of her son's room, snatched the housekeeper's work, went in and out several times in the name of fruit delivery, snacks, and drinks, talked about the mood with her son.
But no matter how Lu Jianyan pretended to be naive and asked why the principal was looking for her, she just said that was fine.
In the end, Mother Lu was taken away by Father Lu, holding her shoulders.
Lu Jianyan did not feel relieved, but instead counted three in his heart. Sure enough, Father Lu returned alone. He grasped the doorknob with one hand and leaned against the frame with another hand.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses and a smart shirt has a temperament much like a scum in a coat. Cough, at least the feeling of Confucian businessmen, but he just likes to worry more than mother.
"I had a great time today, the kindergarten was very good, the children were very good, and the teachers were also very good. I had a good meal and drank a juice shake. And, Dad, I love you too, good night."
Before Father Lu asked, Lu Jianyan had interrupted the other party with a series of daily formatted answers.
But even so, Dad Lu still has the ability to add: "The neighbor next door seems to be moving back to live for a while, so there may be many strangers coming in and out recently, you have to be obedient."
"I know." Lu Jianyan was helpless, and he didn't think the strangers would pose much danger.
People living near the town were Villa halfhill, which was a relatively old-fashioned affluent district in City B. It was well-known in the city for its independent postal code, which was surrounded by mountains and rivers.
And the standard configuration of tennis courts and swimming pools. Most people also own a small garden. Wide view, great privacy, and some even have a tarmac (helicopter). In short, the neighbors were actually very far apart, and in theory there was no such thing as disturbing each other.
Father Lu didn't hesitate, and continued to chop the door and said, "There was also a little boy of your age at the neighbor's house. I can try to contact, arrange a play date for you. Maybe you can become good friends."
Lu Jianyan made no comment about this, because as far as he knew, he didn't even remember who lived next door. Although he didn't know the reason, it seemed that he was destined not to be friends with the little boy.
……
Early the next morning, Lu Jianyan dressed himself and sat down to the European-style table in advance, waiting for the family to eat. Children generally hate eating, and Lu Jianyan was no exception when he was a kid.
He regretted it when he grew up.
Therefore, Lu Jianyan decided to take advantage of his age without worrying about becoming a piece of abdominal muscles, eating crazy.
Such a performance, in the view of Mother Lu, was the son's strict self-discipline again.
Today, he didn't even wear half of his clothes, and slept in bed again. How could this work? ! (Lu Jianyan: Eh?)
Mother Lu's vague and anxious gaze followed, but she never dared to approach, as if Lu Jianyan was a fragile piece of fine porcelain.
Lu Jianyan has no good way to normalize her mother for the time being, so she can only choose to go to kindergarten to avoid it.
After kissing father, mother, and sister in turn, Lu Jianyan carried his small schoolbag on his back and got into the car.
As for the younger brother Lu, who was being held in the arms by his mother and was fiercely licking the bottle, Lu Jianyan didn't even give him a look.
After all, he was still in an awkward period with his brother, even if the other party was a small baby who has restored the factory settings, he cannot change this awkwardness.
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