Chapter 388 Wenchuan wakes up

"I..." Tang Xinrou swallowed the **** abruptly, telling herself to be graceful, calm, and gentle... lady shit! She gritted her teeth: "Shen Xun, why do you try to scold my old lady again?"

Shen Xun raised his hand, "Brother, she is swearing."

The hand was on the side of the head, and the index finger pointed to Tang Xinrou.

When Song Yao looked at it, Tang Xinrou immediately persuaded, "I'm not mine, Shen Xun wronged me!"

"Then Shen Xun will add one more language test paper to today's homework. Your basics are not bad, but you are too careless. Write a few more papers to consolidate it."

Shen Xun: "???"

It's **** good, but still keep smiling.

Tang Xinrou turned her head, thinking that Song Yaoyao hadn't paid attention, she raised her eyebrows proudly.

In the next second, Song Yaoya continued: "Rourou, don't provoke classmates, you also add half of the math paper."

Shen Xun smiled and bloomed instantly.

With his pockets in his hands, he walked over Tang Xinrou, "Hey...what's this called? Feng Shui takes turns, this year I will come to my house—"

Tang Xinrou was unwilling to show weakness, "I'm half less than you."

Shen Xun: "Heh."

Tang Xinrou: "Go back."

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Those who don't know how to be talented and those who know how to be talented are quickly divided, to Song Yaoyao's surprise, most of them have talents.

Especially for girls, after Song Yaoya asked, she found that they had all learned dance.

I think so, they all came from a lot of money, and they must have attended various interest classes.

It’s a good idea to learn, but at least, the basics are all there.

Song Yaoya asked in a row, and finally saw Shen Xun and Han Jun standing at the end.

"you two……?"

Shen Xun, "I'll make up the number."

Han Jun also laughed: "I will also make up the number."

Song Yaoya laughed sweeter than the two of them, "Oh okay, there will be one for you two, let's talk about cross talk."

Shen Xun & Han Jun: "???"

Damn, misguided!

Forgot that this one never played cards according to the routine!

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At the same time, the hospital.

A group of people blocked the ward.

Zhou Manli was so excited that she shook Song Rui's hand tightly, "Did you see? Husband! A Chuan, he is awake! I said that he is a lucky person, and he will definitely not be given to by that dead girl film——"

"enough!"

Song Rui had a black face, "Can you stop saying this? Forgot who was taking care of A Chuan during this time? Let me tell you, I will tell you less about the superstition in the future! I also think the family is not messed up enough by you. ?"

During this time, he worked hard to save the precarious Song family.

Finally supported enough to see my son wake up.

Otherwise, when he wakes up and sees all the fruits of his hard work evaporate, I don't know how disappointed he should be.

"How are you feeling now? Is there anything uncomfortable? Are you dizzy?"

"Don't worry, speak slowly, you may not be comfortable after a long sleep."

"Brother!" Song Jingwan breathed a sigh of relief. She covered her mouth and cried, "It's great that you finally woke up!"

The thin man in a sick suit turned his head slowly. His handsome features were pale and sick because of his illness. When a pair of eyes saw Song Jingwan, they didn't make any waves.

"who are you?"

Zhou Manli's eyes went dark, "What did you say? Achuan! Look at your mother! I am a mother!"

The woman rushed to her eyes.

Song Wenchuan's eyes were sharp, like an unsheathed blade, which seemed to cut everything.

"Achuan! Think about it carefully, think hard, don't worry..." Zhou Manli burst into tears.

Wei Yuanfan frowned, "Mrs. Song, the patient just woke up, don't shake the patient like this!" After all, he looked at the man sitting on the hospital bed with a particularly indifferent expression and asked, "Do you remember what your name is?"

The man squinted and paused, "Song Wenchuan."

I promised you to put it on the shelf for a week of continuous change. I will start to reduce it today. See you tomorrow~ The owed update will be made up. It will be explained when Brin has not forgotten, please rest assured QAQ

(End of this chapter)