As a few individuals gained popularity, the hit reality show from years ago, "Parent-Child Battle," was occasionally brought up, and Ji Yunya’s na was ntioned multiple tis. However, aside from a distant photo that made it into the dia, to this day, not a single clear picture of her has been circulated. It must be said that she is quite mysterious.
In the anti, Shen Luokui had gone to Madagascar for a training camp, and word had it that she would return to the country on tomorrow’s flight to prepare for next year’s Olympic Gas. The dia, having received this news, had staked out the airport early, just waiting for the gymnastics princess to appear.
And today, the annual college entrance exam had begun.
Yun Ya had been waiting early at the school gates when she saw Yan Song step out of a black sedan. Her eyes lit up, and just as she was about to run over, she saw Zhuang Xiyue, Yan Nanmo, and Yan Ke follow him out of the car. She halted her steps and hid behind a tree.
"Son, do well on the exam. This is the most important battle of your life. You must fight hard," Zhuang Xiyue adjusted his collar and patiently advised him.
"Originally, your third uncle had arranged for you to directly report to the military, but your father and I reconsidered. We decided you should directly apply to the military academy. You are my son, and I believe in you. Those aningless detours, I won’t let you take them."
Her son was so outstanding, why not have him enter the military academy with the best scores and co out as an officer, rather than slowly work his way up from the bottom? Besides, she knew her son well. Every sumr vacation, she made him go to the grassroots for training, so the tempering of the lower-level troops was basically aningless for her son.
Yan Song had thought the sa, but after his parents returned from Capital City and said it was his great-grandfather’s intention, he didn’t care much and agreed.
Now that his parents had changed their minds, he would be able to stay in Jiangzhou for so more ti while waiting for the notification.
"Go, give it your best effort," Yan Nanmo patted his shoulder, his tone carrying weight, "Don’t disgrace your family na."
Yan Song stood straight and stiff as a pole, looking even taller than Yan Nanmo. His youthful and handso face was filled with vitality, and his sparkling eyes were captivating.
"Dad, Mom, I won’t disappoint you," Yan Song said with determination.
Yan Ke, with Zhuang Xiyue’s arm looped through his, winked at Yan Song, "Bro, I believe in you. You can definitely achieve the national top score on the college entrance exam. Go for it."
Taking advantage of the mont when Zhuang Xiyue and Yan Nanmo weren’t paying attention, he quickly whispered in Yan Song’s ear.
"I saw Sister Yun Ya. She is right behind you at ten o’clock, behind a tree."
After speaking, he quickly retreated and shook Zhuang Xiyue’s arm, "Mom, let’s go back. I woke up too early today, and I’m sleepy."
Zhuang Xiyue gave him a look, "We’ll leave after we see your brother go in."
Yan Ke thought to himself, how am I supposed to cozy up to Sister Yun Ya after my brother goes inside? Oh, my good mother, please don’t be a third wheel here.
Yan Song pursed his lips, "You all go back. I’m going to enter the examination hall."
As he spoke, he turned and briskly walked towards the school.
Many parents who had brought their children to the school were planning to wait right at the school gates until the students finished their exams and ca out. Zhuang Xiyue also wanted to wait at the school gate, but Yan Ke was not having it.
"The weather forecast said it’s going to be over thirty degrees today. My brother has to test for two hours. Do you want us to stand under the sun for two hours? I’ll get roasted. My brother is not a child; he can go back on his own. Ah, Mom, let’s go," Yan Ke nagged Zhuang Xiyue, intent on making her leave.
Zhuang Xiyue glanced at the blazing sun to the east. It had felt a bit hot since early morning. She said helplessly, "Alright, we’ll co back around noon to pick up your brother and have lunch outside."
Yan Nanmo watched the mother and son pair and shook his head resignedly, "I’m off to work. I’ll pick up Ah Song near my office at noon. I’ll reserve a table at Fude Restaurant in advance."
They had arrived in two separate cars. Yan Nanmo, pressed for ti to get to work, was already being a caring father by making a detour to drop off Yan Song at the examination hall.
After Yan Nanmo had left, another Skoda pulled up, and the two got into the car to head ho.
Yan Ke glanced at the rearview mirror and, as expected, saw his brother coming out of the school. The corners of his mouth turned up in amusent.
Zhuang Xiyue glanced at him, "What are you looking at?" She was about to turn her head back.
In a hurry, Yan Ke embraced her arm, preventing her from turning her head, "Mom, my stomach suddenly hurts a bit."
Zhuang Xiyue’s attention was indeed diverted, as she asked with concern, "What’s wrong? Is it serious? Should we go to the hospital?"
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