Yang Han wrote his name smoothly on the blackboard, then threw the chalk into the pencil case.
She knocked on the blackboard and said casually, "My name."
There will always be some boys in the class who want to leave a deep impact on the beautiful girl on the first day of school. They say with a smile, "Is your father's surname Yang and your mother's surname Han?"
Yang Han raised his eyebrows: "It's the other way around."
The boy shouted, "Then your father really loves your mother."
A burst of laughter broke out.
Yang Han shook his head and corrected: "I don't have a mother."
The whole class was silent for a while.
The boy may not have seen his own Zuan, and the rest of the words were choked in his mouth. After a while, he realized that he might have accidentally poked someone's sore spot, and shut his mouth.
The head teacher was also startled. He lowered his head and glanced at Yang Han's student information in his hand. The parent's name and contact information were clearly written on it.
Yang Han was in full view, and walked back to his seat gently. The next classmate continued to introduce, and the atmosphere in the class eased a little.
Her deskmate poked her arm and asked cautiously, "Are you all right?"
Yang Han thanked her for her concern and smiled: "Of course it's fine."
Her tablemate was Xu Jia, with double ponytails and a pair of large round-frame glasses that took up almost half of her face.
Seeing that Yang Han didn't care, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked excitedly, "Is it your brother who came to the dormitory to see you off today?"
Yang Han said: "It's my father."
Xu Jia was surprised: "Your father is so young!"
Yang Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Do you believe me when I said he's going to run to the fourth?"
Yang Han was estimating whether Xu Jia could put one of her fists in his mouth, when Xu Jia surreptitiously took out a mobile phone from the bag beside the desk, and whispered to her to come over, the lock screen swiped, and the interface stopped. on a photo in the album.
Above is a man in a white t-shirt, squatting to pack some daily necessities, and Yang Han, who is sitting on the bed leisurely drinking a drink in the corner, is also in the mirror.
Yang Han raised his eyebrows.
Xu Jia slipped a few more shots, with different shooting angles, but none of them were flawed. The man was bathed in the sunlight cut into small squares by the window, as white and clean as a boy with a guitar from the music academy next door. .
Xu Jia finally stopped at a close-up, and couldn't help covering his mouth and screaming.
Yang Han: "Calm down."
A classmate gave a round of applause when he introduced the whole class, Xu Jia hid it for a while, and after the next classmate came to the stage and caught his eye, he continued to say to Yang Han, "This mole is really amazing, it's here, the one in the lower part of the eye... Oh my God."
She said: "This photo has gone crazy in our sister group. They asked me where my little brother is. I said it seems to be your brother, but it's your father... What's your parent's contact information? Urgently ask."
Yang Hanyu was stuck for a while.
I treat you as a classmate and you are actually coveting my dad.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Xu Jia pouted and said with a smile, "If you don't tell me, I won't go to the student's information?"
Yang Han thought to himself, this guy dared to bring his mobile phone, how dare he not.
So she smiled and said, "Well, don't spread it out."
Yang Han tore up a post-it note, wrote down a series of numbers, and wrote, "He's a bit of a showman, don't get poisoned by him."
Xu Jia: "…"
…
Yang Han didn't stay at home, and recently drifted out of the school gate with the bustling crowd, and saw the familiar license plate number.
She probed, saw the side face in the cab, smiled, ran over, and got into the co-pilot.
Yang Mo put one hand on the steering wheel, glanced at her, and sighed: "It's like a monkey."
Yang Han smiled and said, "Dad! Why are you so free today?"
Yang Mo started the car, and while watching the mirror turn around, he said lightly, "Have a day off."
Yang Han remembered Xu Jia's words, stared at the mole under his eyes for a while, smacked his mouth, and said, "A classmate asked me for your phone number today."
Yang Mo glanced at her, and Yang Han smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I gave her Han Shiyu's number."
Yang Mo boasted: "Smart."
The girl in the passenger seat raised her head proudly and said, "Don't look at who I am."
The corner of Yang Mo's mouth curved, and he said, "By the way, I'm going to your grandma's house for dinner today."
He asked some more about his school, and after learning that everything was going well, he said to her, "The lock on your cupboard is a little bad, so go back and report it for repair."
Yang Han, who didn't do any housework in the dormitory, said, "Oh."
"Your mattress was a little damp. I left it outside to dry. Did you bring it back?"
Yang Han: "Forgot..."
"It's okay, don't forget it tomorrow, if you still feel uncomfortable falling asleep, give me a call and I'll have someone send you a new bed."
Yang Han: "Oh oh."
"I put four towels for you, not the same color, don't confuse them."
"You put sunscreen or something in the bag on the outside of your school bag, ready to use, and there's some cephalosporin and ibuprofen in it - you can't take any painkillers if you don't."
"Cary charged you four hundred dollars. It should be enough for school, not enough to remember to call."
Yang Han was overwhelmed with "oh ah ah", Yang Mo thought about almost everything for her, she shook her leg, interrupted Yang Mo a little, and said, "Dad."
Yang Mo: "Huh?"
"How did Han Shiyu catch you?" Yang Han looked up at him, "I really don't know what his brain can think of that you can't think of."
Yang Mo: "..."
…
When Yang Han entered the door, he was sprayed with ribbons on his face.
She took the biggest red ribbon that covered her eyes off her face, and didn't have to think about who she saw at first sight.
Han Shiyu was also wearing a T-shirt, and the pattern seemed to match Yang Mo.
He applauded: "Congratulations to our little Yang for entering high school!"
The corgi at his feet wagged his little tail and wailed with his blessing.
Comrade Xiao Yang irritably grabbed the crumbs of the streamer on his head, looking not surprised at all, and said, "Why are you back?"
Han Shiyu clicked his tongue and said, "Comrade Xiao Yang, are you talking to your father who came back all the way to celebrate your graduation?"
In order to make him happy, Yang Han put on a surprised expression and said again: "Wow! Why are you back!"
Han Shiyu said with satisfaction: "That's right."
Yang Han continued to be expressionless.
After he finished speaking, his eyes turned to Yang Mo. In order not to be affected by his streamer, Yang Mo had just withdrawn all the way, and is now changing slippers at the door.
Han Shiyu hugged him and wanted to ask for a kiss. He behaved like the short-legged Corgi who followed Yang Han and wagged his tail. He smiled and said, "Your big baby has arrived, and you need to sign for it."
Yang Mo ducked back, trying to avoid his attentive head, but this guy was not as short-legged as Corgi. He lifted his long legs and braced his arms, trapping him beside the shoe cabinet like an octopus. .
Yang Mo looked indifferently at his stupid and aggressive behavior. Said: "Thank you for the return."
Han Shiyu shook his head: "No refunds upon arrival."
He just stalemate with Yang Mo until the latter sighed and kissed his lips gently, and the octopus came down from the wall and stuck to him instead.
Yang Han seemed to be used to it, turned a blind eye, and shouted to the kitchen: "Grandma! I'm here!"
Han Shiyu's mother's surname is also Han, Han's mother stuck her head out, smiled, and said, "Yang Yang is here."
Yang Mo was working hard to pull Han Shiyu off his shoulders and called out, "Mom."
Mother Han responded. He knew that everything in Yang Han's school today was taken care of by Yang Mo, so he said, "Mo Mo has worked hard."
Han Shiyu said, "Mom, don't call him Momo, he hates it."
Yang Mo clicked his tongue and pulled Han Shiyu off his shoulders.
Yang Han was eating the cut fruit on the table with Keji in his arms. He made a knife to Bu Han Shiyu and said, "Dad, he doesn't dislike the name, he dislikes you. Don't you have a clue in your heart?"
Mother Han laughed, and Comrade Xiao Yang successfully got a big chestnut from Dad Han.
…
Yang Han's personality is more cheerful and forthright, and his words and deeds are unrestrained in front of the two of them. For Yang Mo, she will still have respect for her father, but getting along with Han Shiyu is completely freeing herself.
If you're happy, call him Dad or Handsome Guy, if you're unhappy, call him by his first name.
When eating hot pot at night, Han Shiyu knew that her daughter liked meat, so she almost bought a table of meat.
Yang Han was happy, gave him a face, and called him handsome.
Han Shiyu was very attentive in eating. He didn't worry about packing the meat, so he bought fresh mutton and cut it himself.
Yang Mo put the cooked meat into Han Mu and Yang Han's bowls, and Yang Han picked out the fat and put it in Han Shiyu's bowl.
Han Shiyu cut the meat and said to Yang Mo, "You let her eat it by herself, don't get used to her."
After saying that, he stuffed a chopstick of vegetables into Yang Han's bowl.
Yang Han dissatisfied and put the piece of green land back into his bowl, and North Korea Shiyu stuck out his tongue.
The bowl of Han Shiyu was fiddled with by Yang Han so that it was white and green, which made people's appetite really compliment.
Yang Mo sighed and said, "Yang Yang, don't stuff it into his bowl."
Only then did Yang Han obey: "Oh."
Then he abandoned Comrade Han Shiyu and put the food in the corgi bowl with his tail wagging for a long time.
Mother Han is a gentle and elegant lady, with a smile hidden in her eye lines, and the liveliness of the mist in her eyes, she asked with concern, "How are you doing at school today?"
Yang Han filled his mouth and replied vaguely: "It's good, there are a lot of interesting people in the class."
She swallowed the food in her mouth and continued: "People in my dormitory and class praised my father for being handsome, and seven or eight asked me for his number."
Han Shiyu pulled the cut meat into the pot and interrupted, "You let them die."
Yang Han looked at him and said, "Fortunately, I gave you your number."
Han Shiyu immediately changed his face, gave her a thumbs up, and smiled: "Nice job."
Yang Han added: "They asked me if your father's surname is Yang and your mother's surname is Han... I also thought about it carefully, and thought you were a little sloppy when you named me."
Han Shiyu: "To tell you the truth, at the beginning we had Yang Han and Han Yang as candidates. After a fierce competition, we chose the former."
Yang Han wondered: "Fierce competition?"
"It's just casting lots." Han Shiyu said, "We cast for a long time, and finally the two of them caught the same name, so you are called Yang Han."
Comrade Xiao Yang, who was drawn by lot, retaliated and put a piece of ginger in Han Shiyu's bowl.
Han Shiyu continued to ask, "Then how did you get back home?"
Yang Han said lightly: "I just said he was wrong, I don't have a mother."
Yang Mo's movements stagnated for a while, his eyes fell on Yang Han, he picked up the boiled water at hand and took a sip.
Yang Han said with a smile: "The funniest thing is that the head teacher called me over alone and said very seriously, even if there is a conflict with my mother, I can't openly say such things, and I want to apologize to my mother when I go back... I almost fainted from laughter. past."
Mother Han smiled and said, "It's the best if you feel happy."
…
Yang Mo is a programmer. He has to deal with computers and codes for half his life, and has developed a character of meticulousness in everything he does.
Although he said that he didn't have any work today, he felt uncomfortable if he didn't open the VS interface for a day.
He looked at the screen of the laptop until Han Shiyu came back from the shower, and he put the computer aside.
Han Shiyu wondered: "Usually I don't turn off the lights and you don't turn off the computer, why is it abnormal today?"
He jumped onto the bed in a bathrobe, put his head on Yang Mo's thigh after drying it but still a little wet, and said with a smile, "You really still miss me, right?"
Yang Mo looked at him and didn't speak.
Han Shiyu said: "I can only stay at home for two days, and then go back to Beijing. The last project was not settled, and there was a problem with an old project in my hand."
Yang Mo understood something: "Did the acquisition of the live broadcast software succeed?"
Han Shiyu: "Well..."
"I think the live broadcast function in the social software developed by 'Jixun' is already good, there is no need to have an independent live broadcast app" Yang Mo said, "But if you really want to do this aspect, it is not difficult to develop, I When the chief engineer, you give me the team, and I will do it for you."
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "Wow, my dear loves me so much, I'm so happy."
Yang Mo frowned, pushed him off his lap, and said, "I'll tell you the business."
Han Shiyu said: "I mainly like its traffic and user stickiness, not whether it can be broadcast live."
He kissed the cheek of the person in front of him and said, "Don't talk about work... Do you have something to say to me?"
Yang Mo sighed and said, "Why don't you let Yang Han go to school abroad."
During the senior high school entrance examination, Han Shiyu wanted her to go to a general high school in China, preferably the kind of accommodation.
But Yang Mo was afraid that Yang Han would not adapt, so he discussed it with him, and finally changed it to a general accommodation, so he could go home at night.
Han Shiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't you afraid that she won't fit in? The water, soil and culture of going abroad are even more different."
Yang Mo sighed, stared at him, and said, "I'm afraid of not getting used to it. It refers to her perception of... the classmates around."
Han Shiyu was silent for a while.
They are from a same-sex family, and Yang Han was adopted.
These two points seem very abrupt and dazzling in traditional Chinese families. Yang Mo has always been afraid that the discrimination of people around him will hurt Yang Han.
Letting her go home every day is also to discover some of her bad emotions in time.
What Yang Mo wanted was to keep Yang Han airtight, and he wanted to write an unbreakable firewall program for her.
Han Shiyu said, "She always has to face it."
"I also want her to be happy," Han Shiyu said earnestly, "but what I want is that she can be unconcernedly happy even under the sharp eyes of others, rather than being narrow-minded and ignorant of the outside world. ."
Yang Mo was silent for a while, and sighed: "She has had this experience in elementary school and junior high school. Although she doesn't say it, I'm afraid she will mind."
"Isn't that why we can help her to 'solve problems'?" Han Shiyu's advantage is that he has a big heart, and Yang Han follows him closely.
He approached Yang Mo and said aggrievedly, "Why do you only care about Xiao Yang's affairs, I'm sour."
"..." Yang Mo: "Go away."
Han Shiyu grabbed his wrist and said with a smile, "I haven't eaten meat for a month, and you will make me jealous when you come back."
Yang Mo: "Did you eat enough meat today?"
Han Shiyu said: "Those are too greasy, but you are more refreshing and silky and melt in your mouth."
Yang Mo: "..."
The chairman and president of the nationally-known Internet company "Jixun" is a sticky little boy. Who will believe it
Before this guy entangled him, Yang Mo knew that he had to ask for leave again tomorrow morning.