"His name is Xiong Zhi. He signed up for extracurricular tutoring and thinking. After I taught classical Chinese, he got 98 and was deducted two points from typos! He said that since that night, his parents have stopped quarreling, and every day he goes home, he studies and watches my live broadcast together, soaks his feet and sleeps together, and then his father no longer works overtime, and his mother doesn't call him hard to study cooking. The whole family is so happy."

Mr. Gu nodded: "Not bad."

Xi Rubao turned to another familiar id [Study Hui who doesn't want to jump off the building every day]: "Ah, this is Li Xiaolou. He has a classmate named Liangliang. He has a very miserable life experience. In the barrage, he said that his mother is a vegetable and she also brings a 6-year-old sister to make a living. If she can't pass the CET-4, she will be completely finished. So his name used to be Xue Hui who wants to jump off the building every day, but after he learned English with me, guess how many times did he get the CET-4 exam?"

"How many, is it 98?"

"Hahaha, no, it's 99. I heard that it might be because I was excited to write the topic when I was so excited about the composition!"

"Hahaha! It's OK, it's OK!"

The grandfather and grandson laughed together.

Sun Jiao's eyes were almost straightened. Damn, this is a big double-standard scene. Her daughter Gu Bingting is going to be scolded to death on the live broadcast.

And Xi Rubao's live broadcast was praised as a flower by the old man?!

Mr. Gu was so angry that he was so frustrated by the third room just now that he was finally infected by Xi Rubao's cheerful live broadcast atmosphere.

He held the small cell phone and looked at it seriously.

The more I read, the more I like it.

until……

He saw the hands that were painting on the screen.

The old man's presbyopian eyes were stunned for a moment, and stared at her carefully for a long time. When he saw the introduction in the live broadcast, his hands belonged to a newly-promoted well-known cartoonist, his career was at its peak, and his paintings were well-known all over the country, and countless fans loved her...

Suddenly, the old man's eyes were a little blurred and a little misty.

"Baby, grandpa won't look at it anymore, please take it." Mr. Gu sat up straight and put down his cell phone.

Everyone was wondering why the old man was unhappy.

Everyone became serious, and no one dared to laugh.

Only Xi Zuer was still smiling lazy: "Xiaobei, have you thought about it?"

Mr. Gu looked at Xi Zuer in shock, as if Xi Zuer had seen through his thoughts. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyelids, wiped away the blurred blurs. He looked up again, with a solemn expression: "When I am discharged from the hospital in two days, you will hold a family dinner. This time the scope will be larger, and everyone in the Gu family will be invited, in addition to our master's family, as well as the branches of the side branches and relatives from abroad..."

"Dad, what are you going to do?" Sun Jiao was uneasy.

Mr. Gu looked at her: "I want to announce the will. As you wish?"

Sun Jiao was surprised and happy, but she didn't dare to show it, and said embarrassedly: "Dad, you are really good at joking. Ahem, but the lawyer said that it would be nice to make the will early, and it is good for everyone."

She was counting on spending more property and filling the 700 million yuan deficit.

You should know that although the Gu family is a scholarly family, the industries accumulated by generations are spread all over the world, and many of them are unknown to them, and they are all in the hands of Mr. Gu...

That would be a great fortune!

I was fantasizing about how many of their three rooms could get, but suddenly a bolt from the blue broke out in my ears.
Chapter completed!