Gu Jianfeng also showed a laughing and crying expression, shook his head, then walked over with a bottle of white wine, put the wine on the table, and clapped his palms, and said with a smile: "Today, Teacher Gao Sheng, you students are not an exaggeration to treat a glass of wine to the teacher, right?"

"It's not an exaggeration."

"It's a must. Old Gu Gao has to give him a cup of honor when he is promoted."

"Teacher Gu, I wish you to continue to be promoted next year. It is best to be a principal or something before we graduate. Then, after we graduate, you will arrange your job for us."

Gu Jianfeng suddenly laughed, then poured a glass of wine for himself, and said with a smile: "Then I will lend you good words. This glass of wine will be drunk and you will be with you afterwards."

Everyone nodded, and then took the quilt and poured white wine for themselves.

Ye Jingchun and Liu Xiyue also stopped fighting. After all, they were here to celebrate Gu Jianfeng's promotion. If they continued to make trouble, it would be too disgrace.

Song Baojun helped the two girls pour wine with a terrible look, then gave Gu Jianfeng a grateful look, then stood up with a glass of wine, and the others stood up to toast.

"Come on, do it."

"Dry."

Gu Jianfeng generously held the wine glass and drank half a glass of white wine in one gulp. Everyone also drank it one after another, and only a few girls who had almost never drunk the wine were pinching their noses and drinking slowly.

Liu Xiyue and Ye Jingchun were not interested in white wine at all. They held the wine glass to their mouths and showed a look of embarrassment.

"I'll help you drink." Song Baojun took the cup directly from the two of them, and then drank it in one gulp.

As long as the two women don't continue to fight, it will be fine if he wants to have a few more cups with him. He is afraid that the two women will vent their anger when they fight.

After two glasses of wine, Song Baojun's face suddenly became a little rosy.

Xie Qilu, who was sitting opposite Song Baojun, saw the scene of Song Baojun helping to drink, stood up and pointed at Song Baojun and said, "Oh, Daqing Sheng, you are also helping two girls block the wine. Do you want to block a glass for me?"

As soon as she said this, everyone on the table stared at Song Baojun.

Song Baojun immediately glared at Xie Qilu, then smiled and said, "Niece, if you are willing to call me uncle, I can help you block a cup."

"You think you are beautiful, call your uncle? You call me aunt." Xie Qilu was suddenly a little angry. What she hated was that Song Baojun used this to tease her.

But there is no way. Song Baojun now calls her grandmother a godmother, and is compatible with her father and brother. Strictly speaking, she is already her uncle.

Of course, she would never admit it. As long as she was not in front of her grandmother, she would not call Uncle Song Baojun even if she was beaten to death.

Song Baojun just smirked and said, "Auntie? Niece, you are so disrespectful. Do you believe that your uncle will teach you a lesson? Your dad will still thank me if he wants to go back."

"You...you are shameless." Xie Qilu was so angry that she could only scold Song Baojun for being shameless after holding it in for a long time.

She was so angry that why did her grandmother recognize such a bastard as her godson? When she got home, she must have a good talk with her grandmother so that she could see the true face of this guy.

"Niece, if you are making trouble, I will call your grandma and complain. Don't regret it then."

"Just fight, who is afraid of you? Smile Song Baojun, remember it for me."

"Oh, my niece is quite irritable, so I just don't want to fight. When you have time to go to your house for tea, remember to prepare a good tea to entertain your uncle."

"Bah, I let the dog bite you to death."

The two of them quarreled like children. After several fights, they felt boring, so they sat down and started to concentrate on their meals.

After dinner, everyone dispersed. Because there was no class in the afternoon, they went out to play and went back to the dormitory.

Song Baojun was with Ye Jingchun when he went out. Ye Jingchun took leave to return to his hometown these days, but Song Baojun couldn't contact her.

Walking with the beautiful woman Ye, the two left the cafeteria and walked towards the small lake in the distance. Song Baojun asked while walking, "A Chun, why have you taken leave these days and returned home? You can't contact you."

"I... I was not feeling well, so I went home to rest for a few days, which made you worried. I knew I should have called you if I had known." Ye Jingchun smiled bitterly apologetically at Song Baojun.

"I feel uncomfortable? Is it okay? Why don't I check your health? Don't worry, my medical skills are still very good. I can check if there is any disease."

"I still can't, my health is fine."

"Is that so? Why don't you let me re-examination? Just in case." Song Baojun smiled, a little dirty.

"Stop coming." Ye Jingchun rolled his eyes. He knew what Song Baojun was thinking, but he felt guilty.

She lied to Song Baojun. The reason why she asked for leave these days was not because she felt uncomfortable, but because her family asked her to go back for a blind date.

Since she was a child, she was a good girl at home. She couldn't refuse the requests from her family, so she could only go home to go on a blind date, and went to see the other party and then perfunctorily said that she would consider it, so she returned to school.

She didn't dare to tell Song Baojun about this, for fear that Song Baojun would be angry.

The careless Song Baojun did not notice that Ye Jingchun had concealed anything from him, and kept talking to Ye Jingchun about interesting things that happened in the school recently.

The two walked and chatted until the girls' dormitory. Ye Jingchun stopped and looked at Song Baojun with a little hesitation and said, "By the way, Ajun, my birthday the day after tomorrow... are you free?"

"Birthday? Of course there is, even if there is not, there must be. The world cannot be saved, and your birthday must be celebrated." Song Baojun quickly said.

Ye Jingchun's birthday, no matter how busy he is, he will have to take time to attend.

"Okay, I'll notify you tomorrow night. We must come then." Ye Jingchun blinked at Song Baojun and showed a happy smile, then waved his hand and turned around to the stairs.

Song Baojun giggled a few times, then turned around and walked back.

Ye Jingchun's birthday must have given him a birthday gift.

If Song Baojun had been in the past, he would have been worried about money. Now he is not short of money. Last time he won 50 million from Yan Yu, which is enough for him to spend a long time.

After racking his brains to think for a long time, Song Baojun still couldn't think of any good gifts, so he had no choice but to ask other girls.

Song Baojun took out his cell phone and opened the contact list. After looking at it for a long time, he found that it was hard to ask others except his sister.

"Forget it, just ask this girl for help. Just go back and give her some pocket money." Song Baojun thought secretly, and went straight to take a taxi home.

When Song Baojun returned home, his family was sitting at the table having dinner.

Seeing that Song Baojun was back, Wu Guifang immediately smiled and shouted, "Ajun, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it, parents, you guys, where is that girl Jingtong?" Song Baojun shook his head and asked while changing his shoes.

"That girl is watching TV. Isn't you going to school? Why did you run back? You didn't skip class again, right?" Song Shixian snorted coldly and stared at Song Baojun and asked.

Song Baojun quickly raised his hand to surrender, counting with an innocent look: "There is no class in the afternoon, I'll come back and send something for you to see."

"What?"

"Certificate of Honor, the school issued me a few days ago."

Song Baojun handed the certificate of honor he brought back to his father. Song Shixian took it and looked carefully. Wu Guifang next to him also put down the bowl and chopsticks and came over to follow him with a smile.

After reading it, Wu Guifang hurriedly took the certificate and said happily: "Oh, my Ajun is promising, and even asked the principal to issue the certificate himself. If not, I have to hang it in the living room, so that the guests will see it in the future."

"Stop doing this, mom, please have dinner first." Song Baojun rolled his eyes helplessly, and was also a little amused and crying.

But there is nothing he can do. He has had poor grades since he was a child. The child next door can take a certificate home and post it at home every semester. Wu Guifang and his wife can only envy other people's children.

Now that Song Baojun has finally made some progress, Wu Guifang wants to hold it and stick it on the gate so that everyone passing by will know that Song Baojun is promising.

"Okay, okay, eat first." Wu Guifang happily put the certificate carefully on the dining table, then lowered her head and ate the rice.

Song Shixian reacted quickly, recalling the gambling case of the tea gathering a few days ago, looking at Song Baojun and asked, "You exposed that gambling gang?"

"Yes, why would you send me a certificate?" Song Baojun nodded.

"How do you know theirs? You shouldn't be involved, right?"

"How is that possible? Dad, you are thinking too much. What I hate most in my life is pornography, gambling, drugs."

"This is almost the same. If you dare to gamble, I will break your leg." Song Shixian warned seriously.

"I understand." Song Baojun nodded again, ran to the living room with guilt, and saw his two sisters sitting on the sofa holding a bowl for dinner.

The two girls were fascinated by the sight and didn't notice that Song Baojun was back. It was not until Song Baojun walked over to block them from watching TV that they noticed Song Baojun.

"Brother is back." Han Ruoyi screamed in surprise, then put down her bowl and ran over to hug Song Baojun and began to act coquettishly.

"Ruoruo good." Song Baojun touched Han Ruoyi's little head intimately, looking doting.

Song Jingtong, sitting on the sofa, looked at the two of them with some grief, and felt a little sad, then looked at Song Baojun and said, "Brother, aren't you in school? Why did you run back at this time?"

"There is no class in the afternoon, come back. By the way, do you have time in the afternoon?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

Song Baojun looked back at his parents who were eating, then sat next to Song Jingtong and whispered: "Go out to buy things in the afternoon and pick up a gift for me."

"I don't have time, don't go."

"If you choose well, I will reward you with a thousand pocket money."

"I'll go."
Chapter completed!