The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

At the end, he added: "Fang Fang'er and Pang Pang'er were just outspoken for a moment and were afraid of being abandoned by their daddy. Dad told the stepmother that we are all easy to raise, and we have passed the stage of feeding milk powder and changing diapers. The stepmother was upset, so she blew the pillow wind in the middle of the night."

Song Fang: "..."

Fat Sports Committee: "..."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Li Nanli paused for a moment, and felt that although this title was not rigorous, and there were a few more useless big boys, generally speaking, these students were quite discerning.

A voice like sake came out from the earphones, and the man's voice said: "You don't have to worry too much, since I married your father, I will of course treat you as my own."

Song Fang: "..."

Listen to this tone, listen to this attitude!

It's over!

No need for others to tell, Song Fang knew that these two people had something to do.

Especially after Li Nanli opened the name-changing card, he lazily said, "I'll change it to little baby, and you change it to big baby?"

Song Fang: "..."

Change p!

You're done, you know? !

Do you know how many brothers Fu Zhi has?

If each of them punches you, I can't stop them, and I will add fuel to the flames, do you understand? !

Song Fang thought that Li Nanli would understand immediately, so he took out his mobile phone silently and sent a message to Lu Yubai.

No reply there yet.

So, after being invited to the imperial city by five third-grade pupils, Song Fang's hostility towards Li Nanli was vented on these pupils.

The elementary school students who have been pressed and rubbed: "????"

Did I kill your father? You beat me so hard.

Song Fang, who lost his father, had a particularly sad and indignant tone, and the text message to Lu Yubai was also very confusing, summed up in one line, 【It's over, my father is gone. 】

Lu Yubai who received a text message from Song Fang at night: [? ? ? ? 】

【Is uncle buried? I have a recommended coffin shop here. Where are you? Do you need company? Zhizhi can play suona. 】

Song Fang: [My father is Fu Zhi. 】

Lu Yubai: [...You are gone. 】

Song Fang: "..."

I'm better off than your sister is gone.

Song Fang: [I don’t play games with you, I don’t go to the basketball court together, my cousin doesn’t take good care of her, you’ll cry when she runs away with the wild man. 】

[Playing games without wasting internet fees? Internet fee is not money? Can't save money to raise a younger sister? ] Lu Yubai paused, and mocked Song Fang, [But that's right, what's the use of me telling you about this kind of thing, and you don't understand this kind of thing, after all, people like you don't have younger sisters, unlike us Kind of like, I have to tighten my belt and save money to buy a big villa for my sister. 】

Song Fang: […]

Fu Zhi, my father, she will be gone in the future, and I am the reasonable legal first heir to her villa, what do you know?

*

A round of random PK games with elementary school students was played from 9:30 to 10:00.

When it was over, Wang Yu's eyes were already red.

Facing the boss of the opposing camp, a thirteen-year-old ex-girlfriend who used to date online, he couldn't help feeling victorious: "I practiced the game 'Glory' so hard for you, just to have more conversations with you, But until today I realized that games are more fun than girlfriends!"

Everyone: "..." You are such a scumbag.

Fu Zhi is going to sleep after playing the game.

Unexpectedly, subconsciously, Li Nanli, who was holding Wang Yu's trumpet, joined Fu Zhi, who was holding Wang Yu's trumpet.

The system gave a notification sound for adding friends, and the content: [I heard that you never cheat on your teammates, and so do I. Do you want to form a team together? 】

Fu Zhi thought of her boyfriend being behind her all the time.

Fu Zhi directly refused and replied: "Are you cheating or not? Don't you have an AC number in your heart?"

*

Fu Zhi and Li Nanli went offline one after another.

The voices of each other in the game interface dropped, and there were only three people left.

Song Fang, Wang Yu and Fat Sports Committee were silent for a while.

Wang Yu is still immersed in the joy of winning the game.

Song Fang and Fat Sports Committee looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Do you think this voice is a bit familiar?" Song Fang asked the Fat Sports Committee. For some reason, he was sure that he had heard this voice before.

Fat Sports Committee nodded, then shook his head again, "Ah, it sounds familiar, but I'm not sure who said it. Lu Yubai? Lu Yubai seems to have the same voice? But it almost smells like it!"

It must not be Lu Yubai!

Song Fang was silent, Song Fang tried to explode.

Wang Yu played another game, and said unhurriedly: "Can't you hear this? I think this voice sounds like Li Nanli, Mr. Li! I have heard him twice when he came to our school. Seeing it, I feel like speaking in this tone.”

"..."

"..."

The small private room of the Internet cafe became quiet for a moment, only the sound of Wang Yu's unknowingly typing on the keyboard.

After a while, Song Fang suddenly burst out with a foul word, and then slapped the keyboard in front of Wang Yu away: "What did you say?!"

"Damn!" Wang Yu was taken aback, and turned around to find that it was Song Fang who tapped his keyboard. He was too touched to say anything, so he could only answer honestly, "I said, the voice is very similar to that of Li Nanli, President Li. ah."

Noticing Song Fang's disheveled face, Wang Yu continued: "I'm just saying that I'm not 100% sure about the resemblance. What kind of identity is Mr. Li, he and our father are not from the same world."

"Then you mean my father is not worthy?"

"...I don't have one, but I think there are quite a few people with similar voices. Even voice actors can imitate anyone's voice. Don't think too much about it. Sister Zhi is so pretty, it would be abnormal if she doesn't open a dog park outside."

"..."

——

at the same time.

The Zhou family, ten o'clock in the evening.

The door of Zhou's house was opened a crack. Zhou's mother came back from the bank with a big bag. After sending a text message, she stuffed the extra money on the sofa.

Until he saw the display of the text message on his mobile phone, he was about to run down, and suddenly, the lights in the whole living room were turned on.

"Where are you going?" The boy's cold voice sounded from behind.

Zhou's mother was startled, and subconsciously hugged the cloth bag in front of her tightly, "I, I'll go find your father and send him some clothes."

"Send clothes?"

"...Well, yes." Mother Zhou's eyes wandered.

"What clothes did you send to remind me that the 5,000 yuan in the bank card has been withdrawn through text messages?!"

Zhou Zihuai held the mobile phone and lifted it up. His heart was empty. He clenched his fists and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, this is my last sum of money. The good schools in the city are under so much pressure to study. Students abound, do you know how rare this scholarship is? Do you know how many nights I spent to earn my own money?"

"Zihuai..." Mother Zhou's eyes dodged, "I can earn money when I run out, but your father really needs this money..."

"No! He's addicted to gambling, it's just a bottomless pit! This money is my college tuition and fees, I can't ask you to give it to him!" Zhou Zihuai wanted to go forward to take the money.

Zhou's mother pulled Zhou Zihuai hard, the skin on the boy's arm became red and swollen quickly, and he cried, "Zihuai, don't be ignorant and don't force mom!"

"Are I forcing you or are you forcing yourself to be with such a man? You are worthy of Dad's spirit..."

"Pa——" a slap interrupted the boy's next words.

On the side of Zhou Zihuai's slapped cheek, he swallowed the words in his mouth, slowly raised his hand, and touched his face.

Zhou's mother's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to touch her son's face, but when she thought of her husband who was still waiting for her, she gritted her teeth and said, "Enough, Zi Huai, your words are too hurtful! I'll send the money first, and you can do it yourself." Calm down and think about whether you should say these words!"

"I don't allow you to go!" Zhou Zihuai saw that his mother had made up his mind to go, and he didn't know where the strength and determination came from. He picked up the money bag in Zhou's mother's hand and pulled it hard.

"Tear-tear--" several times.

The brand-new Chinese coins were shredded, crushed, and scattered all over the floor.

Zhou's mother's pupils trembled. Seeing the money torn into pieces, she subconsciously raised her hand again and slapped it. She lost all reason, "Why did I give birth to such an ignorant child like you!"

Zhou Zihuai tilted his head, his cheeks became red and swollen quickly, he spoke slowly, took a deep breath and said, "I, yes, for, you."

Zhou Zihuai looked at the woman in front of him expressionlessly.

The pain in the body was far less intense than the momentary disappointment in the heart, and the blood was constantly surging in the throat.

"If you're doing it for my own good, you should give him the money! Do you know... Do you know that I still have your brother in my stomach? Your father didn't pay the money, and something happened. Your brother was born without a father Already!"

Zhou's mother looked at the money all over the floor, raised her hands to cover her eyes, tears flowed from the gaps between her fingers, and dripped to the ground.

"You haven't had a father since you were born, and your personality is getting worse and worse. Mom doesn't want your brother to have the same experience as you."

"Zihuai, I'm sorry that mother shouldn't hit you...but just bear with it. Mom has done so much for you over the years. I beg you as a mother, don't make trouble anymore!"

Is he looking for trouble?

The blood in Zhou Zihuai's body froze for a moment, and he couldn't even hear his words clearly. He was cold from head to toe, as if he had been soaked in an ice cellar.

He felt that his expression was a little out of control now, and he must be extremely distorted.

So, if his younger brother wants a father, can he withstand domestic/violence?

Obviously he didn't spend a penny on Zhao Wu!

But he has to fulfill his obligation to support Zhao Wu.

Zhou Zihuai looked coldly, seeing his mother crying enough, he couldn't wait to open the door and go downstairs to explain the money matter to Zhao Wu.

For a moment, my heart was empty and confused.

So what was he to his mother?

——

On Friday, there are three days left before the final exam.

Fu Zhi took two more review materials from the doorman and sent them to the students in the class to do.

There has been a strange scene that has never been seen in No. 1 Middle School for a few days.

All the students in Class 21 ran around the playground for half an hour as soon as they arrived at the school in the morning. After school in the afternoon, they all had a meal together. At the dinner table, they were discussing:

"I didn't understand the math problem that Professor He said today. You can explain it to me again later! Sister Zhi almost asked me to go to the blackboard to answer the questions at night!"

"I don't think the math problems the professor taught today are particularly difficult. I'll tell you again later. Don't make mistakes to make sister Zhi unhappy!"

"Isn't it difficult? Sister, I think Song Fang couldn't do it and cried out of anger!"

"Don't worry about him, he's just short-sighted. The questions I'm talking about today are all basic questions. They haven't been extended upwards yet, and it's not time to collapse the library! Don't listen to his gossip here!"

"I'm going to recite the Chinese text after dinner, is there anyone with you?"

"I'll go! You can teach me how to translate that classical Chinese text!"

"Teach your old mother's legs, are you hungry? Heart Wang Daqiang, if you speak well, you will die. What are you talking about!"

After dinner at 5:30 in the evening, the students in class 21 sat in the class and began to study. Of course, there were also some people who were very tired from studying and fell asleep lying on the table with their heads covered.

The few test papers I did in class today were collected by Fu Zhi and corrected.

But an approximate result has been produced in an hour.

The chapters of knowledge points linked to junior high school and high school have basically been fully mastered. Except for the Fat Sports Committee and Wang Yusong Fang who are relatively poor, the rest of the students also have mistakes, but the problem is not big. It can be said that they can draw inferences. Fully apply these knowledge points.