The Innocent Young Master Lu

On Lu Dingning's side, he also quickly walked toward Yang Jun, holding Yang Jun's hand affectionately: "Grandma, my dad didn't yell at me. We just talked about a game plan."

Just like when she was a child, Yang Jun was reluctant to coax her grandchildren with others. Once she found out, she had to talk about it.

"What can't you talk about it? You have to yell at the child so loudly? Didn't you see how thin this child has been so much recently?" Yang Jun thought that Lu Guohua was facing her back because of reason, so he counted him down.

"Grandma, my dad really didn't yell at me! You..." At this time, Lu Dingning of course wanted to plead for his father.

Because Lu Guohua was really not shouting at her just now, he was just very opposed to telling her his true identity to her grandparents.

Obviously, Yang Jun couldn't listen to this advice at this time.

"Yining, you don't have to defend your dad, I heard him yell at you!"

I probably knew that Lu Dingning was messing around here, and she would definitely fail to teach Lu Guohua later. Therefore, Yang Jun reminded again: "Didn't you just say that you are going to school, why are you still here? Nothing, you're going to be late!"

Then, Yang Jun began to push Lu Dingning out of the study.

"Hurry up and go to school. You can drink beef bones when you come back from school."

Lu Dingning originally planned to go back and continue to persuade something.

But when she looked back, she saw that Lu Guohua had turned the swivel chair over, and her eyes were no longer red. Lu Guohua also cast a reassuring look at her.

After receiving this look, Lu Dingning also licked his lips: "Grandma, then I will go to school first."

Thinking of Lu Dingning's "hand injury", Yang Jun still reminded Lu Dingning before leaving the house: "Okay, you are not allowed to touch the basketball until the hand injury is fully recovered, do you know?"

"Got it."

This day, apart from being a bit thrilling at first, was not bad for Lu Dingning.

Because on this day, the Z literary class test of the previous two days was sent down, and Lu Dingning scored 65 points this time.

For others, this grade is barely passing, and there is nothing to be proud of.

But for Lu Dingning, who has never dealt with ancient Chinese poems since he was a child, his achievements have improved a lot.

She was even praised by Ji Xiaowei in front of other classmates.

For this reason, Lu Dingning, who was in a good mood, took photos of his class test scores and sent them to his circle of friends, and wrote in his circle of friends: [Professor praised my progress. 】

In fact, Lu Dingning's idea is very simple, that is, he wants to share his progress with his friends.

But she didn't even expect that this indescribable singular report spread to the circle of friends and attracted countless people onlookers.

Some friends even directly expressed their disdain for this achievement.

But there are also people who say hi in Lu Dingning's circle of friends, because these two people in Daoxi know that Lu Dingning did not grow up in this country, and she also knows that she has never been in contact with Z text before.

Such a Lu Dingning can make so much progress in a short period of time, it is not easy. Therefore, it is also right to be happy with this achievement.

Two people like Ji Jinge and Zong Jize are sincerely grateful for Lu Dingning's progress.

Brother Jinge: [Is this a big improvement? It's time for a treat. 】

Jize: [Open a private room in the night to celebrate your progress. 】

But it was the Dao Xi of these two people that completely messed up the little friends in the circle of friends.

Some began to question whether these two people were booing, and some people suspected that these two people were high imitation numbers. Because whether it's Ji Jinge or Zong Jize, they basically don't leave messages in other people's circle of friends, let alone Daoxi.

But Lu Dingning, who caused such a sensation in the circle of friends, did not actually know it.

At this moment, she was receiving a call from Zong Jize.

"Open a bottle of good wine in the evening and celebrate?" As soon as Lu Dingning got on the phone, he heard Zong Jize's magnetic male voice like a rock colliding.

"Perhaps not at night. My grandmother boiled the bones for me to drink!" The most important thing is that grandma thought her hand was hurt. If she smelled the smell of wine on her body, she should be worried again. Up.

"Then tomorrow night?" Zong Jize suggested after being turned down.

In fact, all celebrations are excuses. The important thing is that Zong Jize wants to be alone with his little girlfriend.

"Yes." When Lu Dingning said this, when he was about to talk to Zong Jize about other things, her cell phone heard another call-in tone.

"Another call comes in from my side. Let's do this, I'll call you later."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

In this way, Zong Jize temporarily hung up the call, and Lu Dingning switched to the latest incoming call.

At this moment, the corners of Lu Dingning's lips still hold an arc that represents her beautiful mood.

However, this arc disappeared when she heard the male voice at the end of the latest incoming call.

Because the person on the other end of the phone said: "Hello, Mr. Lu. I am Gao Shaocheng!"

Gao Shaocheng?

Wasn't it the person who hated her the most from the young boss of the KING group, who gave Zong Jize a scarf a few days ago in an attempt to dig Zong Jize away from her?

Just thinking of these two points, Lu Dingning's good mood was instantly ruined that there was no scum left.

But even so, Lu Dingning managed to stay quiet on the phone.

"Mr. Gao, do you have anything to do with me?" Lu Dingning's mood seemed to have returned to calm when he spoke again, except for the pair of black pupils.

"I have something, I want to meet with you. I don't know if Mr. Lu is inconvenient right now?" Like Lu Dingning, the voice of Gao Shaocheng over the phone made Lu Dingning unable to hear his emotions.

It was precisely because he could not hear Gao Shaocheng's emotions and couldn't figure out what he wanted to do with her, Lu Dingning was curious about what Gao Shaocheng wanted to talk to her.

Would it be about DylanSmith?

Thinking of this, the coldness in Lu Dingning's black pupils flashed.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Dingning replied: "I just finished school, and I happened to be free."

So, after about half an hour, Lu Dingning sat in a milk tea shop near Emperor City University.

This is Lu Dingning's second visit to this milk tea shop, but whether it is the customers of this milk tea shop or the part-time students of the milk tea shop, they are more enthusiastic about her than regular customers.

Lu Dingning just took her seat here, and many girls have come over to chat with her.

When Gao Shaocheng entered the milk tea shop, several girls were standing around the booth where Lu Dingning was.

Several of these girls are still wearing the uniforms of the employees of this tea shop.

And Lu Dingning, who was surrounded by the girls, was propping his delicate chin with one hand, with a smile on the corners of his lips: "Is that right, the chocolate flavor is better?"