Lan Ze feels that his father is so redundant.

It’s been five years. If Wang Muchi hadn’t mentioned it, Lan Ze wouldn’t have known that Xiaomai was interested in music.

He didn't even know exactly when Xiaomai became smart. Because this child has always worked too hard.

Judging only from the test scores at school, Xiaomai basically did not change from the age of 9 to 19. From 80 or 90 to 80 or 90...is there any difference between them?

It's just that the children's scores of 80 or 90 are not very good.

As for the older children's 80 or 90, it's hard to say how difficult it is.

Lan Ze gave a math class to a group of children at home, and on the first day of the proficiency test, Wheat scored an eighty or ninety percentile... That was a postgraduate test question that Teacher Lan had specially added to the test.

As for why Mai didn't leave the minor school earlier and enter university freely. Everyone has their own ideas, so why bother with so much?

Lanze originally thought that Mai was staying for the team. After all, after the age of 20, you basically have to say goodbye to confrontational sports.

But now it seems that this child's motives are a little complicated.

But the normal state of human beings is complexity. Many years ago, Lan Ze set out on the road alone with great vigor. Who could have guessed that he was looking for a place to die for himself? It was a very happy journey, and the "dying" memory was very beautiful. Only

However, something went wrong at the last moment. Zhang He took him away from the gate of the Western Paradise; from then on, hundreds of rivers reached the sea from the east, and spring water flowed eastward.

If a person looks depressed, he may not be seeking death. Maybe he just likes to be in a melancholy state. And if he looks happy, he may not be desperate.

Maxwell's equations, electricity generates magnetism, magnetism generates electricity, eternal and endless. The translated "Eternal Perfection" has multi-layered music whirling and repeating... but there seems to be some other sound.

Mai pushed open the window and looked down.

An An and Xiao Xiao started fighting again.

Originally An An was chasing Xiaoxiao, but Xiaoxiao fell to the edge of the flower bed, reached out and dug out a brick, raised it up and patted An An's head.

An An was not stupid, so he dodged for a moment. He didn't dodge completely, and his forehead was scratched. There was mud and blood on his face, and he rolled and crawled away.

Lan Ze took a look through the window.

His father just had a fight outside. As soon as he came back, he saw his two sons fighting at home. These are really his own sons.

An An probably needs a shot of tetanus.

Xiaoxiao is really unexpectedly fierce. I wonder what the fairy will think when she sees it.

"Dad, let me take care of it."

Mai held the last piece of sesame seed cake in his mouth and raised his legs to step out of the window sill.

He crossed the flower bed and landed on the hard pavement outside. Using the momentum of his fall, he reached out and pushed down the two younger brothers in front of him.

"..." Xiaomai first pushed the sesame cake into his mouth with the back of his hand and ate it before asking, "Who is causing trouble again?"

"Don't blame me today." An An snorted angrily.

"He did it first." Xiaoxiao threw the brick away.

"Okay. You two don't need to say anything. Xiao Ning, you say it."

"All right."

After hearing this promise, Lan Ze discovered that there was a son under the wall.

Ning Ning folded up the drawing board and stepped out of the flower garden.

There were three boys aged sixteen and a half. Two were fighting, and one was hiding and watching the fun.

Ning Ning's soft voice downstairs could not be heard clearly. Lan Ze looked at the door and then at the window. The straight line between the two points was the closest.

He also went directly to the second floor through the window.

It's only about four meters high. Put your hands on the window sill and bend your knees to cushion when you land. It's almost the same as on flat ground.

Lan Ze listened behind the children for a long time and finally understood what was going on.

This was mainly because he had never attended the classes the children mentioned.

Teenagers in Caiyunzhinan, a southern plateau province, have to take love classes. Male and female classes are divided into classes. And this class... still has practical test scores.

It's probably equivalent to a bunch of naughty kids having a relationship under the supervision of the school...

Lanze did a temporary search on the bracelet and found that this class has a theoretical basis and is part of the emotional education of adolescence. Two provinces have tried it for more than 20 years, and the marriage rate of the corresponding population has increased and the divorce rate has decreased.

.However, it was initially offered as an elective course for college students. Now it has been a compulsory course for teenagers for less than ten years and is still in the promotion stage.

Under the deliberate operation of the school, the children collided with each other and created countless sparks. There was basically no possibility of a misfire.

People of Lanze's generation, who were in a state of freedom that was close to being an "adult" and were provided with unlimited protective gear, now seem to be in a completely different world.

Regardless of what Ning Ning said or what Lan Ze found out on his own, these teenage love classes are more like playing house than real love behavior driven by hormones.

Can this thing increase the marriage rate? Lanze remains skeptical.

The practical examination of love classes has penetrated into daily life. There are some unique quantitative assessment indicators.

For example, everyone made snacks in the cooking class. The girl gave the snacks to the boy she liked, and "confessed" in this way without speaking, which was considered a score point.

It should be admitted that there are precocious teenagers, and there are probably children who are just starting to fall in love; but most people should have an indifferent attitude. Otherwise, the marriage rate of the entire society will not continue to decline.

The so-called "confession" can only be said to be the completion of the task.

Although boys getting snacks do not count as points, because of this, girls can give snacks to anyone without interference. There is a big difference among the boys who gets more and who gets less.

Just now, everyone was sitting in the restaurant sucking duck blood powder and nibbling duck fat sesame cakes. An An started to brag. She often received more than a dozen entries for the cooking class, and at most one time, she received thirty-two petal sesame cakes.

The fake little kid Ning Ning said: I have never received it once. But I am not envious either.

An An then chased Xiaoxiao and asked.

Xiaoxiao was so annoyed that she couldn't help it.

"The petal sesame cakes are not delicious. In our class and the classes next door, more than a hundred girls gave me all the trashy snacks made by them. I couldn't eat them all, and couldn't give them away." Xiaoxiao thought of something terrible.

, couldn’t help but burst into tears, and couldn’t eat. “The teacher didn’t let me return the gift, so I had to throw it away secretly...”

An An exploded immediately.

Then they started fighting, from indoors to outdoors.

"Showing off! He just shows off!" An An covered his bleeding head with his hand, "Do you think he deserves a beating?"

"Oh, your son has the makings of a male god." Lao Zheng, who was watching the fun, put his arm on Lan Ze's shoulder. "He is indeed extraordinary."

Xiaoxiao glanced at this uncle: "...I'm not interested."

"Let's treat the wound first." Lao Chen came out of the restaurant carrying the medical kit. "Is Xiaoxiao injured too?"

"No." Xiaoxiao took the wet wipe from Xiaoxie and wiped off the mud on his hands. "He started to take action before I finished speaking. After I secretly threw the food away, the teacher picked it up and weighed it.

. I threw away more than six kilograms, and one kilogram was equivalent to one day of cleaning the toilet. The toilet next to the No. 4 canteen, rounding off, I cleaned it for a week. There is a lot of inventory in it."

Xiaoxiao sighed, the circles under his eyes were red again. The past was too painful to look back on.

It is a common practice in schools all over the world to waste food and clean toilets. It is particularly effective in stopping waste.
Chapter completed!