Chapter 40 A Family

“Because... I am also a two-dimensional person.”

Although Anting’s explanation was a bit casual, He Yi still believed it.

There are some complicated things that adults who have lost their childlike innocence often cannot imagine, but it is precisely young people like Anting who have not lost their innocence that can think of them.

Actually... not really.

That’s because Anting is a reborn person and a prophet.

Even in his previous life, Anting could only be regarded as half a two-dimensional person, and his concentration was not particularly high. He just chose the simplest and most direct method of deception.

Looking at the reaction of He Yi, a tech geek, you can tell that it works.

Adding barrages to videos is indeed a very powerful idea. It is simple yet extremely powerful and will definitely attract many young users.

He Yi is an otaku who lacks action and courage. Perhaps he came across something he loved and had a professional counterpart, so he started doing it in a hurry.

Anting has no time to pay attention to the website for the time being.

He is a prospective candidate and has reached the sprint stage.

The exam is important, the future is important!

　……

Time flies by like a fleeting moment.

In the blink of an eye, it’s early June.

The college entrance examination is here, can the high school entrance examination be far behind?

The spring in the hearts of prospective candidates is getting tighter and looser. Recently, there has been a calm atmosphere, like the calm before the storm. Anting no longer writes ink, and organizes the final revolving door in the room on Saturday night. High school entrance examination questions I saw.

Why do we still have to study hard when there are questions for the high school entrance examination?

On the one hand, it is a parallel world. No one can guarantee that the questions will still be those. If it is not those questions, then you can only rely on your ability or repeat the exam; on the other hand, even if you pass the high school entrance examination, you still have to take the high school exam. It’s never bad to learn and lay a good foundation.

He plans to make two copies in a few days and give them to Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun.

Without his own help, those two people would definitely not be able to pass the No. 1 Middle School. Anting was worried about his little friend.

As for the strangers, Anting was helpless.

Society needs diversion.

Anting is implementing his vision of rebirth, protecting everyone around him, and making up for his and their regrets.

He is not an important leader, he is just a selfish and insignificant common man who cannot make everyone happy.Let everyone around you come to a happy ending.

After finally finishing writing the question, Aunt Song’s voice suddenly came from outside the room. She was not looking for herself, but for Song Ci in the next room.

"Xiao Ci, Xiao Ci, Mommy has something to ask of you."

Although he didn't call himself, Anting still went out to take a look, and happened to see Aunt Song holding a A lot of invitations and Song Ci were talking.

When Aunt Song saw Anting, she turned around with a kind smile and said hello: "Xiao Ting, did I disturb your study?"

First of all , I have to be sure of one thing.

Aunt Song likes Anting very much. She liked him very much after the first meeting. He has a good temper and is tall and handsome. She wishes he was her own son. For a while, she went to teach An Ting a lesson for Anting.

Xiaoting is such a good kid, why did you hate him every day before! ?

Aunt Song is already a die-hard fan of Anting.

After all... An's father is afraid that Anting will act recklessly, so he has been inoculating Aunt Song, saying how bad his son's temper is and how naughty he is. You have to be mentally prepared.

I didn’t expect that Anting would change his gender.

In this way, in Aunt Song’s mind, Father An became her son’s little black child.

In this regard, An’s father was also helpless. He couldn’t laugh or cry. He cried because he had taken the blame inexplicably, but he laughed because his son had become sensible.

"You didn't bother me, what are you doing?" Anting asked curiously.

Aunt Song is a middle-aged woman who still has charm. Although there are many traces of age on her face, it is not difficult to see that she was also a stunning person when she was young. After all, she is Song Ci's mother.

Like mother, like daughter.

She touched her red cheeks and smiled: "This is your dad and I's wedding invitation. Although it is printed out, the specific guest names need to be written by hand. I have been typing at the company for a long time, and it is very difficult. Don't use a pen, the handwriting is just mediocre. Your dad's handwriting...heh, I can't even read it...Xiao Ci's handwriting is very beautiful, so I might as well ask her to help write it."

"Oh..."

Dad An graduated from junior high school. His handwriting...has high emotional intelligence and is very suitable for being a doctor.

Maybe Anting didn’t have any AC numbers in mind, so he said cheerfully: “How about... I can also help?”

Aunt Song did not resist spending time with Anting. , can bring a lot of distance, and kept saying: "That's great... let's go together!"

But unexpectedly.

Song Ci, wearing private clothes, leaned against the door of the room and glanced atHe glanced at Anting, sneered, and said: "If your words can be seen by others, you won't have to call me dad in public last time!"

Hearing this, Anting fell into a brief moment of confusion. Awkward.

Aunt Song became interested and asked curiously: "What's going on?"

She was also very interested in the children's daily interactions on campus.

Song Ci didn’t even look at it and was too lazy to say anything.

On the contrary, An Tingtian was shameless and said: "At that time, the head teacher, Mr. Li, asked us to take the report card home for our parents to sign. I forgot, and I was just thinking about it in the classroom. Song Ci is my sister, so it is reasonable and reasonable for her to sign her name for me. Who knew she insisted on me calling her daddy, so in desperation..." A pitiful gesture.

Putting myself in a weak position, as if Song Ci was bullying me.

"Aunt Song, I'm so wronged. I regard Song Ci as my sister, but she wants to be my father!"

Song Ci couldn't help but widen her eyes. She had never seen this before. Such a shameless person has a bad feeling.

As expected, Aunt Song couldn't help but scolded her slightly and said: "Hey, you kid, how can you let Xiaoting call you dad? That's nonsense! Don't bully your younger brother in the future."

At the same time, Anting performed a second laugh impromptu, ostensibly wiping away tears, but actually laughing very happily.

Song Ci’s beautiful eyes widened even more: “.”

You’re so cruel!

Damn it! This round is considered a defeat.

At this time, An’s father appeared in the entrance hall on the third floor. He seemed to have heard the conversation between the three people on the second floor and burst out laughing.

He didn’t mind if Song Ci frustrated his son’s temper, and kept saying: “Okay, okay, this is how you should treat this kid from now on.”

Interaction of roles Change.

Attack and defense reverse.

Song Ci, who has always been polite, gave a two-thumbs-up gesture to Father An and said, "Yeah! I understand, uncle!"

Just as Anting calls Aunt Song, Song Ci also calls him uncle.

An Ting: "..."

Aunt Song defended Anting; Father An defended Song Ci. For a while, it was unclear who was whose child.

No matter what, the atmosphere at home is getting better and better, and the bond between relatives is getting closer and closer.

Naite also barked, indicating that he could not forget it.

Four people and one dog, this is our family.

Later.

The four of them stayed together in the living room on the second floor. The three of them watched Song Ci write the invitation eagerly, which made her a little embarrassed. She was not so embarrassed to speak under the national flag in front of all the teachers and students of the school. huge pressure.

"Do you want to go about your own business? Let me spend some time alone and finish it quickly..." Song Ci said weakly.

"Uh...oh oh oh." Dad An realized that he was too rude.

Aunt Song nagged: "We are all from our own family, don't be shy."

An Ting added: "Yes, yes, I see it every day in the classroom You're used to writing."

Song Ci didn't dare to push An's father, so she stuck out her tongue at Anting and said, "You are the most annoying!"

An Ting shrugged, not caring.

Then, with the three people watching, Song Ci finished writing all the invitations in an orderly manner.

——The marriage between Anshan and Song Dynasty seems strange.

Dad An stood up and said with emotion: "I hope you can all get good grades in the high school entrance examination. In that case, it will not only be your mother and I's wedding, but also your college entrance banquet. Double happiness."

This is the plan of Father An and Aunt Song.

The wedding is scheduled for early July, when the high school entrance examination results have been released. If everything goes well, the wedding will not only be a wedding, but also a banquet for entering college.

Double happiness.

An Ting smiled heartily and said: "I know, dad, I will work hard!"

Song Ci did not complain, although she did not believe that Anting could pass the first grade. However, I still wish him good luck in getting into a good high school.

　……

It’s past ten o’clock at night.

Song Ci was walking his dog by the fish pond on Bauhinia Street, while Anting was playing basketball on the basketball court in front of the ancestral hall. He was still wearing slippers. They were all entertaining themselves anyway, and there was no need to be so formal. .

This is also part of their daily routine.

Teenagers like to play basketball on the dilapidated basketball court on the street at night. Song Ci usually walks the dog during this time.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and Song Ci was sitting on a bench outside the basketball court. On one side were yellowed street lamps surrounded by countless mosquitoes, on the other side were redbud trees that were not in bloom, and not far away were fish. There are also fireflies unique to midsummer on the pond.

The old days were really beautiful.

Since the end of the sports training, Anting began toPlaying basketball at night is a form of exercise.

Sometimes Song Ci would play together, and sometimes she would watch silently.

Anting stood outside the three-point line and was about to take action. As soon as he took action, he suddenly heard a warm voice coming from behind him.

"I'm sorry..."

Upon hearing this, his hand crooked, the basketball hit the basket and then hit the ground. Anting did not pick it up immediately. Instead of playing basketball, she turned around and stared at the girl behind her. The mottled redbud tree fell on her body, which was quiet and beautiful.

An Ting was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I just call you daddy? I don't care...my dad doesn't care, so what do I care about?"

“No…” Song Ci shook his head.

“Then why are you apologizing?”

“I shouldn’t use you as a negative example to talk about my ideal type in public.”

If it’s just about talking As an ideal type, this is Song Ci's right, but using Anting as a reference is an impolite thing, and she thinks she is wrong here.

She does want to be strong, but she is not a person who does not admit her mistakes.

Hearing this, Anting was slightly startled. It turned out that it was because of that one thing. Just at this moment, the basketball was still bouncing, and the thumping rhythm was consistent with the heartbeat.

"Pfft hahaha..." Anting suddenly laughed, a little wildly, like a funny emoticon.

Song Ci didn’t know why, “Why are you laughing?”

“It seems like this is the first time I’ve seen you apologize. It’s very good... As for talking about me in public, I don’t care, handsome guys are always in the center of public opinion..."

"An Ting, you are really shameless than a steel plate!"

An Ting is as shameless as ever, With a playful smile, he said: "Hehehe, that's too much praise... Anyway, that's fine. You don't like me, and I don't like you either."

"Humph, you said one thing wrong." Song Porcelain interrupted.

　"What's the matter?"

　"I don't dislike you, but... hate you!"

　

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