Chapter 940
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"Because there aren't enough rooms, this is a three-person room. If there are any other girls, they'll all stay in this room. Is that okay?"
"No problem."
Song Yaoyao and Tang Xinrou's participation in the show was simply a refreshing experience.
Other people had to bring along large and small bags and luggage. The two of them, on the other hand, came with just a backpack each.
Song Yi was stunned. "You guys … only have this much luggage?"
"Yeah, three days is enough."
They didn't have to change their jackets, just their underwear and underwear.
Tang Xinrou took out a change of clothes and a small bottle of skincare products.
Finally, she took out a few facial masks and asked Song Yaoyao, "Yaoyao, do you want some?"
Song Yaoyao didn't even look up as she took out her laptop. "No."
Song Yi: "…"
Compared to Tang Xinrou, Song Yaoyao didn't seem like a girl at all.
Besides a change of clothes, what else did she have in her backpack?
Laptop, notebook, books …
Song Yi: "Yaoyao, don't you need skincare products?"
Song Yaoyao: "I don't need them for two days. It's fine."
She waved her little hand and answered casually.
Tang Xinrou: "Baby, I brought some. Apply some. The weather here is quite dry."
Song Yaoyao reluctantly agreed and went back to fiddling with her laptop.
Outside the door, Dong Wen squatted at the staircase and stuck his head out.
Song Yi walked over and patted him. "Are you a thief?"
Dong Wen: "Sister Song Yi? Teacher Song, are you done packing? "
"I'm done —"
There were only a few sets of clothes, and the rest were books, notebooks, computers, and other miscellaneous things.
Song Yi sighed. "Are all geniuses so hardworking? They really don't leave a way out for ordinary people. "
Dong Wen said, "But ordinary people can also work hard." When he stood up, Song Yi saw that he was actually carrying No. 53 in his arms!
Song Yi's lips twitched. "What are you going to do with this?"
"I'm going to ask Teacher Song a question," Dong Wen said confidently.
Song Yi had always been a bad student since she was young. In the entertainment industry, she had been attacked by countless haters for her lack of education. She said, "You guys have fun. I'm not worthy."
So, this is the world of a top student?
It was really hard to blend in!
Thus, in the evening, a variety show turned into a learning program.
In the living room.
The kitchen was open. Pan Shiyu was waiting for the dough to ferment. He looked lovingly at the two children who were studying seriously on the sofa.
One was explaining while the other was listening.
Tang Xinrou lay on the sofa like a salted fish, applying a facial mask, and then went into a daze.
Song Yi drifted over to Pan Shiyu like a ghost. "Teacher Pan, the noodles are almost ready. What flavor of cake are you making today?"
"Shh —"
Pan Shiyu looked at the dough and asked Song Yi, "Do you feel it?"
"Feel what?"
Pan Shiyu: "The smell of learning."
Song Yi: "Huh??"
"Go and get the book I put on the bedside table. I want to study."
Song Yi was dumbfounded. "But aren't you making a cake?!!"
What kind of magical direction was this?
Sure enough, wherever Song Yaoyao was present, the style would never be normal.
She ran upstairs and got the book for Pan Shiyu.
Then, she looked around, as if she had nothing to live for.
Pan Shiyu was reading, Song Yaoyao was explaining questions, Dong Wen was studying, and the only one left was Tang Xinrou —
Song Yi quietly walked to Tang Xinrou's side, but before she could say anything …
Before she could say anything, Song Yaoyao ordered indifferently without looking up, "Tang Xinrou, give me your homework."
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