"Sit up casually. My mother ends get out of class at about 4 o'clock and goes home at around 5 o'clock. It's the weekend tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. She just happens to have no classes. I have time to train you these two days."

"I went into the house to sleep for a while. I slept too late last night and didn't sleep well."

After entering the house, Zhang Min put down the motorcycle helmet in her hand, stretched her waist lazily, and relaxed her whole body, as if her personality had changed slightly again when she returned home.

As the editor-in-chief of Green Tea, Wang Ye thought she was a silly new editor, who was easy to deceive and bully.

When she was driving a motorcycle as the royal sister Zhang Min, she seemed to be a royal sister who had been suppressed for a long time. Her voice became octave-high and her personality changed.

Now that she has returned home, her voice has been subtly lowered by six or seven degrees. It seems that the environment at home has made her feel a little lazy and lazy after she relaxes.

Sure enough... women are all fickle.

When Wang Ye's heart ripples arise, he draws a conclusion.

He leaned against the sofa casually and lay a salted fish-style Ge You, observing his eyes. The house was not too big, but it also had four bedrooms, two living rooms and one bathroom, with a hundred and dozens of square meters. The decoration taste was quite elegant. Bookcases were erected on both sides, and various books were placed on them. If you look closely, it was either classics or music and historical books, which had a poetic and bookish charm.

Zhang Min entered the house to take a break. He was not easy to sit here alone and couldn't walk around and read the books. Seeing that there was a TV in front of the sofa, he simply picked up the remote control and watched the TV.

Time passed little by little, and it was already evening without realizing it.

Crack, someone was unlocking the lock with the key.

Wang Ye quickly stood up, sat down seriously, waiting for the person coming into the house.

Bang, bang, the sound of the door opening and closing.

The one who came in was not a lady, but a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, wearing formal clothes, not good-looking but elegant temperament. He was carrying a briefcase in his left hand, holding a cigarette in his right hand, and wearing a men's watch on his wrist.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you at my house?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

Wang Ye quickly replied:

"Hello uncle, I am Sister Zhang Min's member."

"Um?"

"I mean, I'm the one brought by Sister Zhang Min."

The middle-aged man said oh, but his expression was inexplicable.

"Where is Xiao Min?"

"Sister Min didn't sleep well last night and was in the inner room to make up for her sleep."

The middle-aged man looked even more inexplicably, looking at Wang Ye up and down, left and right.

"What do you call little brother?"

"My name is Wang Ye, one karma is the karma that is hindered."

"Oh, Wang Ye, right? I am Zhang Mingyuan and Zhang Min's father."

"I'll ask you, how old are you this year?"

"I'm 17 this year, and I'm still 1 month away from being 18 years old."

At this time, the middle-aged man's breathing suddenly squeezed and soon calmed down.

"Well, I understand. You sit down first, I'll call Xiao Min up."

Zhang Mingyuan went straight to the bedroom of the inner room, turned open the door with a click, and closed the door with a snap.

I vaguely heard some depressing low quarrels coming from the room.

What kind of boyfriend, minor, what's illegal? It starts in three years and has the highest death penalty...

Eh? Eh?...

Did I just said something wrong?

Bang~~The door opened, and Zhang Min walked out of the house angrily.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Wang Ye is my author!"

"Is it your author? Are you still an audit editor?"

"Hmph, I look down on people, right? Just a few days ago, I was promoted to the editor-in-chief!"

"Don't lie to me, I'll call Lao Xia."

"Fight, beat, you fight now, hum."

"Okay, okay, there are guests now, I won't argue with you. You little tigress are much more tiger than your mother."

"Okay, you dare to say that my mother is a tigress. I will complain after my mother comes back."

"Okay, okay, there are still customers here, so I won't argue with you."

Zhang Min and his daughter walked out of the house, and their voices became smaller and smaller, and soon there was no sound. Not far away, Wang Ye was still sitting on the sofa obediently, as if he was not pretending to be an ear, and was still watching TV like nothing happened.

Then Zhang Min began to introduce Wang Ye’s new book achievements and origins to Zhang Mingyuan. Zhang Mingyuan nodded when he heard this. When Zhang Mingyuan looked at Wang Ye again, his face relaxed a little more and nodded to him.

Wang Ye also nodded in response with a smile.

If you say too much or wrong, silence is better than sound at this time.

"Oh... So that's it. Brother Wang Ye wants to enter the Art Academy of Demon City. This can be done when Xiao Min's mother comes back. I'll see the time. This point should be soon."

"In this way, I'll go buy groceries first."

Zhang Mingyuan quickly found an excuse to leave.

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Min with a smile and said:

"Did Uncle Zhang misunderstand something just now?"

Zhang Min couldn't help but blush and said quickly:

"Wang Ye, my dad just likes to think nonsense, don't make trouble."

"How can it be..."

"And I made up my mind not going to fall in love within ten years."

"Women will only affect the speed of my writing."

After hearing this, Zhang Min raised her thumb.

"Okay, this is the style that a talented young writer should have!"

"Where are, I have won the prize."

Time flew by in the evening. Zhang Mingyuan bought a lot of vegetables and cooked a table of dishes by himself. He heard that he was also the editor-in-chief of the publishing house and actually made good dishes, which can be considered as "literary and martial".

It was not until the food was ready that Zhang Min's mother Li Yuefen arrived home late.

"I'm so sorry, there are some things to deal with in the school today, so I've been waiting for the guests for a long time."

Li Yuefen has short hair, about forty years old, wearing blue-edged silk-framed glasses, and a women's watch on her wrist. The temperament of an intellectual woman is overwhelming, and her face is still charming. It can be seen that she is well-kept. She must have been a very beautiful beauty when she was young.

"Aunt Li, you're polite, I haven't waited for long."

After the meal, Wang Ye was amazed at Zhang Mingyuan's cooking skills, and Zhang Mingyuan was also extremely happy to hear it.

After having enough food and food, Li Yuefen began to say seriously.

"Wang Ye, you are someone brought by Xiao Min. I'm telling the truth. Although I am a professor at the college, I can't open the back door casually in terms of admissions. If you want to enter the college, even if you rely on my face, you can't go directly. You have to make up for the art exam."

"If you perform too badly, you can't get in."

"Put it over the art exam? Well, of course there is no problem. Aunt Li, what are you taking this art exam?"

"If you want to enter the music department, it is actually very simple, it is a musical performance."

"In principle, the art exam is divided into five aspects: vocal music, piano, ear training, visual singing, and music theory."
Chapter completed!