"Soon, dad is going to clean up the fish for you." Hearing that Qiao Nan was hungry, Qiao Dongliang was too lazy to pay attention to Ding Jiayi again, and ran to the kitchen with the fresh chili.

"Wait a minute, I'll do it." Ding Jiayi takes another look at Qiao Nan angrily. Qiao Nan's attitude means that she will never speak again. Today, she is determined to put a lot of peppers in the little yellow croaker.

When Ding Jiayi stares at Qiao Nan, Qiao Nan has bowed his head and read a book.

Until Ding Jiayi also walked away, Qiao Nan just put down the book, like her mother, the more she took care of her mother, the more her mother came.

"Nannan, you came back earlier than I did." Carrying his schoolbag, Qiao Zijin, who came back from school, would run to the place where Qiao Dongliang rented. Qiao Zijin almost spent more than half an hour more than before.

Tired to death, Qiao Nan is comfortable. The place he lives is near the school. Qiao Zijin's face is gloomy.

"I didn't arrive much earlier than you. It seems that the time of school leaving of the affiliated high school is earlier than that of Pingcheng high school." Qiao Nan put down his hand and found out only by comparison that the school work in affiliated high school should be a little heavier than that in Pingcheng high school. It's very early for Mao Qiao Zijin to come back every weekend.

"Nannan, you should also take the exam on the month, how do you feel about your exam?" Qiao Zijin smiles and avoids Qiao Nan's question just now.

"I took the test, so you should have taken it, too?" Qiao Nan looks at Qiao Zijin: "look at your appearance, this time you seem to test very well."

Since Qiao Zijin went to secondary school, he has made a lot of progress.

Qiao Zijin, who didn't like reading at all in his last life, can be transformed into this way. There is a set of teachers in the attached middle school, which is indeed the most famous and the most powerful high school in China.

Qiao Zijin raised his chin: "sloppy, at most, it's about the same as the previous results. Nannan, you don't tell me, how did you do in the exam? It's said that many people who go to Pingcheng high school have good grades. You are in class one again. Are you under a lot of pressure? "

Qiao Nan chuckled: "sister, did you forget that I entered Pingcheng high school in the first place in provincial high school entrance examination. Let alone Pingcheng high school. Even if I go to the affiliated high school, generally speaking, I'm not the one who has pressure. If I remember correctly, at the beginning, my score dropped out of the second place by more than 20 points. "

"But the knowledge in high school is much more difficult than that in junior high school. I often hear that the difference between the girl and the boy will be opened in junior high school. Even if the third day does not open, until the high two classes, the differentiation is more obvious. By the way, Nannan, you are so smart. Next year, will you choose science

"Science? What, do you want to choose science? " Science? In most cases, there are more boys than girls in science class and more girls than boys in arts class. Many girls go to the second year of high school, they can't bear mathematics and other subjects, so they choose liberal arts.

"How can I? I'm not as smart as you. I can't go to science class. I've filled it out. I'm going to the liberal arts class. Nannan, on the contrary, you are so smart. It's just right for you to study in science class. " Qiao Zijin chuckles.

She inquired about it. When she took the middle school entrance examination, the best candidates, as long as they were girls, once they entered high school and chose science, there was only one or two girls at most, who could keep their previous scores.

Most of the girls, no matter how good their previous performance, will hang their tails slowly.

She was very curious. If Qiao Nan, the top student in the middle school, had become the one with the tail hanging after high school, what would be the psychological gap: "Nan Nan, there is still one year to go, you should choose. I remember when you took the middle school entrance examination, science was full marks. If you don't go to science class, it's really a loss to your school. Nannan, what do you think of yourself? "

Qiao Nan brushed the bangs on his forehead, happy.

It turns out that Qiao Zijin wants to coax her to choose a science class, and then sits and waits for her to not adapt to the study rhythm of science class, hanging her tail to make a fool of herself: "there is still one year left, I can think about it later. But there is no big difference between liberal arts and science. Let's see then. "

"Yes, Nan Nan, you are so good at arts and science. But liberal arts are all rote, you can't. Science is much more challenging. Nan Nan, you will be interested in learning about it later. Because of the class selection, I want to popularize it to you so that when you arrive in the second year of senior high school, you will not be confused and know nothing about it. " Qiao Zijin holds Qiao Nan's hand affectionately.

Don't worry. There's still a year to go.

In this year's time, she will definitely find a way to persuade Qiao nan to choose a science class.

"Elder sister, you seem to be very happy. Have you met any good things?" Qiao Nan pulls his hand back. Chen Jun hasn't graduated from college. Now it's not the Spring Festival. He's not in school, but in Pingcheng. In this life, she has met Chen Jun in advance. Will her sister?

If Qiao Zijin has really met Chen Jun, that would be a good thing.

At that time, Qiao Zijin will definitely put all his thoughts on how to catch Chen Jun, and will not have time to deal with her.

Qiao Zijin blinked: "good thing, what do you mean?"Qiao Nan looks at Qiao Zijin's eyes, and finds that Qiao Zijin's eyes are not shining or hot. He doesn't feel shy and excited about the young girl's spring. Qiao Nan knows clearly. So, Qiao Zijin hasn't met Chen Jun.

Do you have to keep up with her life, want her to be the red lady of Chen Jun and Qiao Zijin, let her lead the red line for Chen Jun and Qiao Zijin, and pave the way?

"Nothing." Since Qiao Zijin and Chen Jun haven't met yet, Qiao Nan won't make trouble for himself.

"Nan Nan, what's so strange about you today?" Well, in the middle of it, I won't say it again.

"Dad bought a little yellow croaker today." This time, it's Jonan's turn to change the subject.

Qiao Zijin's eyes brightened: "really, I haven't eaten small yellow croaker for a long time, Nannan, wait a moment, you also eat more." Since Dad lived in the hospital, she can't remember how long she didn't have a good meal.

Dad is very kind to Qiao Nan. If she doesn't come today, all the little yellow croakers in this dish will be Qiao Nan's.

But when the little yellow croaker came to the table, Qiao Zijin couldn't laugh: "Mom, you don't know, I can't eat spicy food, and when I touch spicy things, I'm prone to acne. You know that. You put so many peppers in the little yellow croaker. Who will eat them? "