"Strange parents?"

Ye Qing was a little curious about how weird people could be called a strange parent by Ai Liang.

After people’s basic needs in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation are met.

Then they will pursue some exciting things.

Many rich people go for fun.

Over time, their ideas have become very different from those of ordinary people.

This is not only reflected in values, but also in world view and outlook on life.

Money and power are the most likely to change a person and make people lose themselves.

Of course, not all rich people have different ideas from ordinary people.

Here is just a simple example.

Ai Liang opened the memory bank and entered the filtering words, and soon a lot of related memories popped up in his mind.

He chose an example that Ai Liang could get in touch with.

"I remember when I was a child, a wealthy businessman's daughter became pregnant."

Ai Liang slowly told the gossip news he heard at a banquet when he was a child.

"The girl was seventeen years old at the time and found five boyfriends. After her father learned about this, he called the five boys to his home and took out a five million bank card."

"Then her father said one million people left my daughter?" Ye Qing guessed.

"No."

Ai Liang denied Ye Qing's statement: "Her father didn't say that at that time."

Ye Qing seemed to have eaten a bite of mustard, her eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

"What else can I say? I'm pregnant before marriage, there are five patients, and even the father of the child doesn't know who it is. This is too..."

"That's what her father said at the time."

Ai Liang added the following content expressionlessly: "'You guys go and do a DNA identification. Whoever the child belongs to, who will belong to this five million, and live with my daughter in the future. This is what her father said."

"And there are many who have similar ideas to this father. Yi Wenna's father is actually a clear stream."

Σ(°△    °|||)︴!!!

Ye Qing was so stupid that she heard the whole thing.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Ai Liang held his chin with one hand and looked at Ye Qing with a dull expression. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this child was still too young.

Wouldn't it be even more explosive if she knew that the rich people would play games like Russian turntables and deep water bombs when they were running parties in the villa?

After you have money, your general material desires will decrease sharply to those people.

They always want to have some excitement.

Although the party’s dance partner is only tens of thousands of yuan, the better one is tens of thousands.

But the stimulation brought is much larger than that of luxury cars and mansions worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

Moreover, the rich and bloody dramas in reality are far more outrageous than those in TV series.

Ordinary people think it is outrageous to be purely nonsense, but it is not groundless to imagine it out of thin air.

After all, normal ordinary people cannot understand the three views of those rich people.

Art comes from reality, and this sentence is absolutely true.

After a while, Ye Qing sighed: "You rich people are so weird."

"At least I think I'm normal." Ai Liang said casually.

“Ahhaha…”

When Ye Qing heard this, she smiled embarrassedly and ungratefully.

Ai Liang didn't care either. After saying that, he turned around and continued reading the novel.

Because the exchange between Yi Wenna and Cheng Lejia has ended.

She looked at Ai Liang with a burning gaze and walked towards her with rapid steps.

Ye Qing sighed and opened the tutoring book: "I want to preview by myself..."

What Ye Qing said to Yi Wenna later, Ai Liang was no longer listening to it.

He held up the barrier of mind power and bounced all the sounds.

Ai Liang began to immerse himself in the world of novels.

Time continued to go on, except for those who had not yet reported, all the students in the class came.

After entering the classroom, these people will stop talking to their roommates at the same time.

Then, without saying a word, he went to his seat and opened the book to preview his homework.

There is no teacher or class monitor in the class to maintain discipline, but it is terrible.

This atmosphere is like an exam room.

No one is chatting idlely, and is trying hard to prepare his homework.

Yu Xin came over and took a look at him at nine o'clock, nodded and left with great satisfaction.

In this environment, even Kim Ping An was embarrassed to talk to Cheng Lejia casually.

The whole class is studying quietly. As long as people who are not the kind of extreme self, they will be involuntarily affected by this atmosphere.

Even if you can't learn, you won't speak out rashly, breaking this quiet atmosphere.

Kim Ping'an, who was extremely bored, could only take out his cell phone, put on his headphones and start playing games.

I don’t know how long it took, but this quiet atmosphere began to change as the ringtones rang during the break.

After more than two hours of study, some students began to look around.

As the first warrior pulled open the chair and got up to the toilet.

This quiet learning atmosphere was finally broken.

With the people who took the lead, other students also left their seats one after another.

Some people go to the water dispenser to get water, some want to go to the toilet, and some just want to get some breath outside the classroom.

Ai Liang originally planned to read novels, but he kept seeing lunch after school.

But the buzzing vibration of the mobile phone pulled him out of the novel world.

Ai Liang picked up his cell phone and looked at the caller ID.

It's Yang Xingyue.

Ai Liang answered the video call: "Hey?"

"Good morning, Ai Liang."

Yang Xingyue in the video smiled and waved her hand.

“It’s almost noon now.”

Ai Liang is still the same as before, speaking very straightforwardly.

"Well, I can't do anything. We were taking the exam in the morning and handed in our phones."

Yang Xingyue's expression was a little aggrieved: "Our school is very strict. Yesterday morning, the teacher started to arrange the exam in the afternoon."

“Admission test?”

Ai Liang held up the phone holder and placed the phone horizontally on the desktop.

While chatting with Yang Xingyue, he was watching the novel.

"Yes, we started from 2pm yesterday, including yesterday's night self-study, and today's morning self-study, until just now we were taking the exam."

Yang Xingyue sighed and lay on the table, burying half of her face in her arms.

Only a pair of eyes were exposed, looking at the phone without blinking.

But this could not hide the smile in her eyes.

"But next is the time to move freely. Until the school is over at noon, we can move freely and get familiar with the school."

Yang Xingyue's bright eyes rolled around, looked at her phone and asked, "How is your side of you? Is there any admission test or something?"

"No, yesterday and today, these two days are free time to move around." Ai Liang said.

"It's so good. It's worthy of being Qianhua Experimental Middle School. The management is so relaxed. I want to go to your school too." Yang Xingyue sighed enviously.

“Overall, it’s very loose, but this does not include the key classes.”

Ai Liang added.
To be continued...