On the table, on the wall, on the bookcase, on the ground.

Overwhelming tutorial.

Something in the dark kept chasing itself behind her back, opening her bloody mouth and revealing her mouth full of fangs. Qiao Nan ran while thinking about how to kill it, and then heard a crisp knock.

He suddenly woke up, straightened his waist from his lying on the table, and there was a sound of plagiarism on his spine. He was in a daze and realized that the ballpoint pen that was making the sound fell from the table.

The biological book pillowed under his face reached one third of it. Looking around, the dense texts were everywhere. The dim eyelights in the Qiao family's study illuminated the hellish scene in front of him, making Qiao Nan, who had just woken up, unable to control himself and suffocate.

No, I can't continue like this anymore.

But this question that I haven't done just now...

No, no! If the liver continues to explode, you will definitely die!

The first step in this urea cycle is...

A crisp message suddenly sounded in his ears. After pausing for a few seconds, he began to raise his arms and pull up the things piled up on the table: notes, biology books, compulsory materials that he had stayed up late last night, and the old biology man sorted out a batch of previous real questions sent some time ago... Most of them had traces of use. Because the student who did the questions was very bad at packing things, these completed homework could only be piled up together randomly. Qiao Nan had a lot of effort to take out his cell phone from under a spread out book, and clicked on it.

[Please improve your biology score in a week; Taobao Sanhuang Crown Store Customer Service [Take your life while you are sick]: Dear, the "Super VIP Gold Medal High School Biology Tutoring Material Collection" you purchased in this store has been shipped, order number XXXXX, please pay attention to check~]

Qiao Nan: “……………………………”

He deleted the message silently, sat quietly for a moment, and finally stared at the exercise book on the desktop with only two-thirds of the unwritten left, and bowed to pick up the ballpoint pen.

The study door was pushed open at this time, and Qiao Yuanshan's figure appeared behind the door. He glanced at the purgatory of the world in the study room, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes.

"Nan Nan." He said, "It's three o'clock, prepare for it and go and clean up."

Then, under Qiao Nan's gaze, he obviously didn't know what he was saying, "Did you forget? Today is your grandfather's birthday, your uncle... Shi Jiajun said, driving over before 3:30. Your brother has already gone to change his clothes."

Qiao Nan: “…”

Damn it!!

Finally, I didn’t have to write these dog P test papers. Although it was very fucking to meet Shi Jiajun’s group at my grandfather’s birthday, this was still the best news he had heard in a day!

So he could finally push away the table's title without any psychological burden: "I understand!"

The moment the father and son turned around and walked out of the study, they met a pair of sharp eyes.

Qiao Nan was stared at the gaze that wanted to cut something out of him, and he jumped: "...Brother?"

Qiao Rui ignored it, just stared at him for a while, then turned around and returned to the room silently.

There was a slight yin energy on the back.

Qiao Nan: “…”

My elder brother has been strange recently. Although he was also a very strange person before, the weirdness is not the same as the weirdness of the recent ones. My elder brother used to be strange and taciturn, but recently he likes to play "sudden flash" and appears behind the back like a ghost, staring at you with the gaze of [Did you forget something], and then leaving without saying a word after finding a sense of existence. I don’t know what mentality it is.

Qiao Nan has been exhausted all the time to check the door locks before going to bed every night these days.

After he returned to the room speechlessly, Qiao Yuanshan, who was still there, turned to his wife who had just appeared at the stairs in confusion: "Little Luo, have Ruirui been in a bad mood recently?"

"Huh? Is there any?" Luo Meisheng was stunned for a moment when asked, and stepped forward to tidy up his coat, thinking for a moment, "You've thought too much, I haven't seen them quarrel, but--"

She carefully suggested: "If we have time recently, should we buy something for them? Nannan is fine, and students don't have to pay much attention. Ruirui meets people every day and always wears his tie clip. It always looks a bit bad."

Qiao Yuanshan was stunned at first glance, thinking to himself, "What kind of tie clip?"

The middle-aged man who is not as careful as his wife also complains that women like to pick on their clothes, but when their two sons are packed and ready to go out, he finds that what his wife says seems to make sense. Qiao Rui is wearing a well-tailed high-end suit, customized leather shoes, paired with a valuable mechanical watch on his wrist, and a low-key and luxurious sapphire cufflink on his cuffs. The overall details are impeccable, but there is a tie clip with an inexplicable style on the silk tie.

This tie clip cannot be said to be unfavorable. The style is still acceptable. Maybe it was once glorious, but now it looks a bit miserable - the silver metal oxidized and revealed a mottled copper yellow inside. The edges were probably touched too much, and even a little black. The patterns that should have been embedded in full can no longer see the appearance of the past. One on the top and the other on the right, as if it were the real surface of the moon. The tenacious rhinestones left were also very dim, and they struggled to fall down in a breath, which really made people feel bitter.

Qiao Yuanshan was shocked and did not recognize that the thing was written by his youngest son: "Rurui, which brand of jewelry are you wearing? The quality is too poor!"

Jori: "…"

He remembered the last time he signaled his assistant to take the tie clip to find trouble for the brand. After searching out the phone, the assistant searched it on Taobao and then stopped talking and then spreading it in front of him.

He was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at the one who was just fiddling with his cell phone when he was coming down the stairs. He had already made a request and had touched many times indirectly, but after so many days, he still didn't see his younger brother who was willing to give him a gift again.

He thought for a while, walked forward and found that his younger brother was trying hard to click on the phone in his hand that was playing a live show in his unknown way. The sound of the phone speakers played out pretty good songs and the audience screaming. He spoke in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Nan looked up and glanced at him very casually, his eyes didn't stop at his erect chest, and soon fell back to the screen of his phone: "Vote."

Qiao Rui looked over and saw a gray-haired boy who looked like a doggy-like man on the screen was swaying on the stage with his guitar in his arms. Qiao Nan quickly clicked the voting button and saw that he was rising on the right side, and he had already voted for several thousand yuan.

Qiao Rui pursed her lips and felt aggrieved with a stern face: "QAQ"

Shi Jiajun, who knocked on the door of the Qiao family, had just stepped into one foot. Before he could stand firm, he was hit on his face by the condensation breath coming towards him.

The honest smile on his face almost couldn't stop. After being stunned, he noticed the uneven atmosphere between his two nephews in the living room of the Qiao family.

After a pause, he quickly turned his eyes away, and his expression was almost rushing to his throat.

Because of the many disagreements during this period and the Qiao family's attitude towards the Shi family became very unpredictable, he was very uneasy and was well-informed and inquired everywhere. By chance, he really heard some rumors.

Several executives in the company were very confident that the relationship between the Qiao brothers had improved, which proved that Qiao Rui, who was showing off and cherished it very much, didn't even give anyone any touch.

Shi Jiajun was deeply troubled by those serious speculations, and even hesitated for a while whether he should lead the group to escape the market department, which has been grasped for so many years.

But now it seems that it is still a little too worrying.

The children have grown up and have begun to learn to pretend to be obedient in front of their fathers to exchange for things, pretend to be friendly in front of outsiders, and then after leaving these sights and returning home, they have left the disguise and revealed their true colors.

Almost fooled him, the old world,

Gift?

joke.

The idiots in the group didn’t think about how much a tie clip can be worth? How many thousand? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?
Chapter completed!