Huo Yao glanced at the fourth elder brother who was a little autistic. He coughed, swept the room and turned to the topic: "Mom, where are the decorations at home?"

As soon as she entered the room, she noticed that even the antique calligraphy and paintings her father often boasted about were missing.

"Because we're moving!"

Huo Yao hears speech, Leng next, "move?"

Song Ning nodded, "yes, this house has lived for decades, and the environment is no longer good. It's time to change."

Huo Yao touched the tip of his nose and thought for two seconds, "so this time you go out early and come back late. Are you going to buy a house?"

"The house was bought a long time ago. It was simply decorated." Song Ning said slowly.

"Oh." Huo Yao leans to the back of sofa lazily, "when to move?"

"Tomorrow, the golden day."

"All right." After a pause, Huo Yao asked, "that new house, the decoration of my room..."

"as like as two peas, you can't worry about it. Mom is exactly the same room as you live in now. It's exactly the same, so you won't get used to it." Song Ning said, his face showed a "I am not very intimate" smile.

Huo Yao

"After moving to a new home, you can call your friends and classmates to play. Anyway, the place is very big." Song Ning muttered.

Huo Yao looks at her silently, the key is to call a friend to play?

"By the way, daughter, what did your make-up teacher say about what Dad told you two days ago?" Huo's father thought of it and asked.

"They don't have time." Huo Yao refused without expression.

Huo's father's eyes turned, "or you give me your contact information?"

Huo Yao pressed his eyebrows and pretended not to hear. Then he stood up and said, "I'll go back to my room first. I'll have class tomorrow."

Then she went upstairs.

"What make-up teacher?" Nearby Huo Xiang asked in doubt.

Huo's father glanced at his little son, and his tone was not as good as that. "You don't know him. What are you doing?"

Huo Xiang:

He did.

**

the next day, at school.

"Ju Jie, you actually went to the variety show. You don't want to enter the entertainment industry, do you?" As soon as Huo Yao arrived at the school, Meng Ying caught her and asked.

Huo Yao looked at her lazily, "you think too much."

"You are such a high-quality student, it is absolutely a waste to enter the entertainment industry, but do not." Said the shadow.

Huo Yao put up his chin, and his lips pursed, "I'm not interested."

Meng Ying thought of yesterday's live broadcast, but did not resist the gossip mood, "I tell you that Wu Miao is indeed the last student in our school. You didn't study in No.1 middle school before. You don't know. This girl is really disgusting. She enters the student union in order to pry her best friend into the wall."

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows.

"Then she was kicked out two days after she entered the student union. That's all. She dared to show off openly. I'm really laughing. If she knew you were in No.1 middle school, her face would be swollen." The shadow shook his head.

Huo Yao made a silent movement with his finger, "be a man with a low profile."

The shadow lip corner took a puff, and then saw someone took out the book to read, can't help but say: "pro, you are all the candidates for admission, do you want to spell like this? Enjoy your extracurricular time. Isn't it good? "

Huo Yao glanced at her and suddenly thought of something. He said, "I have prepared a surprise for you. I think you will like it very much."

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