It was Sunday. As usual, I went to have morning tea with my parents. When we went to the restaurant, we passed a newsstand. I took a peek inside, huh? I'm secretly pleased with the new issue of Story Club. After drinking morning tea, I asked my mother to buy one. I like the story club because the stories in it are full of philosophy. My mother bought Story Club and emphasized to me, "The exam is coming soon. Review carefully and look at it after the exam. " I nodded and answered "Oh", but I thought to myself: I can't control it. It won't take me long to read a story or two, and my mother won't know. When I get home, I mean it. I assign homework, deal with it at random and pretend to be serious. In fact, I observed my mother's actions from the reflection of the window glass. After she entered the state, I secretly took the book out of my bag. I sat in a chair and enjoyed the fun in the book leisurely. I wandered around to my heart's content and forgot my homework and exams. In fact, my mother occasionally looked into the room and thought I was studying hard, so she didn't come in to bother me. I secretly congratulate myself on my wonderful plan. But the facts will "speak". 15 minutes passed, 30 minutes passed? I still watched it with relish until I had a fight with my eyelids. Look at the homework on the desk, yeah! I haven't finished my homework. Half a day passed, and the homework was still piled as high as a mountain. What are we doing? What are we doing? Well, we can only kiss your ass. Who told me not to listen to my mother when I finished my homework? I regret it and feel sorry for my mother.