Chapter 88 Mrs. Wen: Whose work is this? [Please subscribe]

Room 601.

Dining room.

Wen Yan originally thought that Wang Luoqi would most likely fall out when he saw the scene under the dining table.

Well, he's still the kind who doesn't hesitate to flip the table over.

Then, he punched Zhao Xiaozhen...

But looking at the scene of people drinking and drinking in front of him, Wen Yan realized that he seemed to have underestimated Wang Luoqi.

The girl did not get angry. Instead, she smiled and said that it was a rare time for Mrs. Wen to come to the house and she must celebrate it well.

There needs to be a sense of ceremony.

So, she took out two bottles of red wine from the wine cabinet.

Well, Wen Yan doesn’t know exactly what brand it is.

But he was certain of one thing, that series of ghostly drawings were definitely not in Chinese.

Don't overestimate Wen Yan's academic qualifications. In fact, artists in the entertainment industry generally have low educational levels.

In his previous life, even if Wen Yan could get into a good university, his parents would not agree and he would go to Beijing to pursue his dream.

Graduating from college, becoming a civil servant locally, and entering a stable public institution are the expectations of people of my parents' generation.

After all, the end of the universe is the establishment.

But his learning talent is really average.

Apart from receiving a certificate of excellence as a "Three Outstanding Students" in elementary school, he had no other honors to confirm his learning ability.

Therefore, after failing the college entrance examination, his parents would allow him to go to a big city to try his luck.

Looking at Wang Luoqi, who kept pouring wine for Zhao Wanqi, Wen Yan felt that her sinister nature was showing up again.

Was he trying to get Zhao Xiaozong drunk? Wen Yan took a big sip of yogurt and secretly analyzed Wang Luoqi's intentions.

However, he wasn't too worried.

The alcohol content of red wine is generally not high, and Zhao Wanqi's drinking capacity is also good, so she should not be drunk.

Seemingly aware of the abnormality in the atmosphere, the old lady ended her feud with Wu Wanqing.

Looking at Wang Luoqi opposite, she asked in a consultative tone:

"Luo Qi, Xiaoyan is at the age of going to elementary school. When are you going to let him go to school?"

"This child doesn't like to study very much in the courtyard. Don't pamper him too much."

Regarding the issue of Wen Yan going to school, the old lady was originally planning to discuss it with Wu Wanqing, but through previous observations...

She found that it was more reliable to discuss it with Wang Luoqi.

"Let's spend this summer vacation."

Seeing that Mrs. Wen wanted to discuss business with her, Wang Luoqi also put aside his small thoughts of continuing to clink glasses with Zhao Wanqi:

"I have already asked someone to help Xiaoyan find a good school. When the new school year starts, I will let him go to school."

Hey, hey, hey, I don’t want to go to school. Wen Yan is a little helpless. Some things cannot be escaped after all.

When he was in the orphanage, he had already attended elementary school for two years. To be precise, he lay in the classroom and dozed off for two years.

At this point, Wen Yan wanted to complain about the educational environment in this world and how Zhen Nima was harming the future of our motherland.

Is it reasonable to send people to primary school at the age of four?

Of course, he only dared to beep quietly in his heart.

After all, this is not China on earth, and there is no legal requirement that children must attend primary school only if they are six years old.

However, Blue Star’s education is not too outrageous.

At least, the learning difficulty of first and second grade is equivalent to the level of kindergarten on earth.

Looking back now, Wen Yan only remembers the young female teacher's black stockings during her two years in elementary school.

Ahem, that's too far off topic.

Wen Yan originally thought that since Wang Luoqi was so easy to talk to, he could stay at home for two years and then skip a grade to enter school.

In this way, the age of the students in the class can also be older.

He is not so bored that he has to worry about the young female teacher's black stockings, whether there are finger marks, and whether they will fall off.

Seeing that Wen Yan's little face was a little bitter, the old lady frowned and said:

"Xiaoyan, after changing to a new environment this time, you can no longer be like before. After entering the classroom, you either sleep on your stomach or stare at the teacher in a daze."

"Xiao Liu has told me several times that you are smart, but you just don't like to study, otherwise you will definitely get good grades."

The child is quite smart, but he just refuses to learn. This is really a teacher in all the worlds, a universal sentence to comfort poor students. Wen Yan secretly complained in his heart.

However, there are some differences between this life and the previous life. In the previous life, he really didn't know how to do it, but now he really doesn't know how to learn.

Although he was a scumbag in his previous life, if he is now placed among the primary school students, he will be able to kill all the top students instantly, right?

Of course, he chose to ignore a monster like Wang Luoqi automatically.

"Grandma, don't worry. I will study hard in the future and strive to be the first in my grade." Wen Yan clenched his fists with a serious look on his face.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wang Luoqi's eyes flashed with surprise. The little guy who was as talented as her was actually a scumbag in the eyes of the old lady.

This is really interesting.

However, although this contrast was very interesting, she still didn't want others to look down on Wen Yan.

Well, not even an old lady can do that.

The little guy is so good. He can draw, cook, and sing well. How can he be called a bad student?

"Xiao Yan, please sing a song for everyone." Wang Luoqi poked the side of Wen Yan's face with his little hand.

Then, she looked at the old lady and said:

"You must have often taught Xiaoyan how to sing. He sang so beautifully."

"I didn't teach much. The main reason is that this child is talented. Many pronunciation skills are easy to understand." The old lady said modestly.

She does often teach Wen Yan. As the director of the welfare home, she is also a music teacher.

If she could meet a good youngster in the orphanage who was interested in music, she would naturally train him more.

She is just an ordinary high school music teacher, and there is no such thing as inheriting the mantle.

She just wanted Wen Yan to gain more skills to make a living when she enters society.

The old lady looked at Wen Yan and said with a smile:

"Xiaoyan, since your sister Luo Qi has said so, why don't you sing a song for everyone? I also want to see if you have made any progress recently."

"Okay." Wen Yan put down his chopsticks and nodded obediently.

Singing was his livelihood and what he was best at.

Although he is still young and his vocal cords are not yet mature, he has experience in previous lives and scientific training in the past two years.

His current singing skills are also very impressive.

"Ahem."

He cleared his throat and started singing:

Two sycamore trees,

Two sycamore trees.

Green onions,

Green onions.

…

The old lady once taught him many children's songs.

But the only one Wen Yan can still remember the lyrics to is the current one.

Because of laziness, he only sang in front of the old lady a few times and never practiced in private.

However, isn’t it normal for a singer to forget his lyrics? (Spread hands jpg)

Many young people born in the 1990s sang their charming smile into "Three Searches for Treasures". (I think everyone knows who it is. If you don't know, you can click on this chapter to talk about it.)

A tree attracts crows,

One tree attracts colorful phoenixes.

Same as trees,

Birds are different~
To be continued...