Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

His reaction was not right. Jingzhi failed to trick him, and he felt inexplicably unhappy.

I just gave a quick review of the last few pictures, told them to take them home and revise them, and then started the class.

The students who were not commented on breathed a sigh of relief and patted their chests.

"I'm so scared. Today is my lucky day."

"Me too."

Zhang Zhen drooped his face and looked unhappy. "Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have sat in the front."

"You're not serious, are you?!" the classmate sitting next to him whispered, "You really want to pursue her? She's a notorious devil teacher in this calligraphy class."

Zhang Zhen: "I think she is a fairy."

Classmate: "She looks like a fairy, but has a devilish personality."

Zhang Zhen glared at him. "What do you know? A disciplined teacher produces a good student. Do you dare to say with a clear conscience that you haven't made any progress under her guidance?"

Classmate: "That's true, but it's a bit embarrassing."

……

At noon, Zhu Jiu knew that she was angry and would definitely not eat the food he brought, so he did not bring any food.

Seeing Jingzhi walk into a nearby clay pot rice shop, he followed her in.

As soon as I entered, I saw Jingzhi being harassed by a familiar young man.

Without waiting for Jingzhi's consent, Zhang Zhen walked straight around the table and sat opposite her, enthusiastically taking out tissue paper to wipe the table.

"Teacher, do you also like to eat the clay pot rice here? I come here often."

Zhu Jiu clenched his fists and was about to walk over when Jingzhi glared back at him.

He settled for the second best and sat at the table next to Jingzhi.

"Hey, uncle, are you coming to eat too?"

Zhang Zhen turned his head and greeted Zhu Jiu, who stared at him fiercely.

Zhang Zhen touched the back of his head, confused.

He hasn't offended this uncle, right?

Jingzhi turned around and said to the aunt in the kitchen, "Auntie, same as usual, add another serving of bitter melon and pork ribs stew."

Zhang Zhen followed closely behind, "Me too!"

Zhu Jiu was a step slower, "...Me too."

Zhang Zhen looked at him inexplicably.

Is it because it was his first time here and he didn’t know what was delicious here, so he just ordered something at random?

Auntie was so happy.

All three are the same, so I don’t have to remember them, which is great.

As she did so, she said to Jingzhi outside the window:

"Teacher Lin, I haven't seen you for several days. Are you finally here for class today?"

Jingzhi: "Yeah, something happened a few days ago."

Zhang Zhen came over and said, "What's the matter? If you have any problem, just come to me. I can help you."

Zhu Jiu gripped the table leg tightly, wishing he could break it and hit him in the face.

Jingzhi pulled the corner of his mouth, "No need, the matter has been resolved."

Seeing what he was about to say, Jingzhi pointed to the next table and said, "If you keep talking, you can sit with him."

Zhu Jiu looked at her aggrievedly.

He didn't want to sit with his rival.

This kid is really haunted.

Zhang Zhen smiled at her, then made a zipper-pulling motion to his mouth, "Shut your mouth manually."

The movements fully display the youthful energy and playfulness.

Zhu Jiu secretly looked at her expression. Does she like this kind of guy?

She actually smiled?!

Jiu was unhappy.

……

The clay pot rice was served quite quickly.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, hot steam instantly surged up.

The talkative Zhang Zhen was silenced, and this time everyone at the two tables ate in silence.

At the end of the meal, I heard the crunching sound of rice crust being chewed coming from the next room.

Jingzhi took a piece of paper and gently wiped her mouth. Before walking out, she whispered:

"You have an injury, don't eat anything that will cause inflammation."

Zhu Jiu paused for a moment, and the blocked feeling in his heart suddenly felt relieved.

Even the rice crusts that I used to vent my anger in my mouth became crispy.

But he obediently didn't eat another bite. After paying the bill, he quickly followed Jing out.

In the afternoon, Zhang Zhen moved his things to the front row and sat next to Zhu Jiu, which annoyed him to death.

Every once in a while he would raise his hand and ask Jingzhi. Although Jingzhi would always come over, he would never even look at him and would just answer the boy's questions.

The wolf hair brush in his hand was almost broken by him.

Zhu Jiu finally raised his hand.

"Teacher Lin, how can I write this word to look better?"

As she approached, her eyes gradually narrowed. She placed one hand on the side of his desk to block Zhang Zhen's sight and whispered to him:

"I told you not to mess with me."

Zhu Jiu: In this position, he seems to be held in her arms...

Zhu Jiu held the pen and pointed at the words on the copybook, then raised his face to meet her eyes.

"Teach me."

Jingzhi gritted her teeth secretly, she really owed him in her previous life.

She snatched the pen from his hand, pressed his rice paper with her left hand, and explained in a low voice:

"Look, write three horizontal strokes first. Don't be too fast, and pay attention to the end of the stroke..."

A faint fragrance lingered around him, and Zhu Jiu's nerves relaxed inexplicably. He suddenly caught a glimpse of the yellow smart watch on her left wrist, and couldn't help but smile.

She didn't lose it. She didn't really want to cut off ties with him. She was just angry...

"Do you understand?" She stopped writing.

"I understand." He nodded.

Jingzhi looked at him suspiciously.

I handed him the pen and said, "Then write something for me."

Zhu Jiu took the pen and suddenly felt troubled.

Is he still pretending to be a newbie?

Will she look down on him?

But he didn't want to lie to her anymore.

He let her scold him as much as she wanted in the morning, but he didn't want to really cause her any trouble in the afternoon.

Zhu Jiu, who had figured it out, wrote the word "Jing" neatly on the off-white rice paper.

Jingzhi's face suddenly became serious.

"You lied to me again."

"In your eyes, do I look like a smug clown this morning?"

Zhu Jiu panicked.

"I'm sorry, I...I just wanted to make you happy."

Zhang Zhen leaned over to take a look.

Wow, this handwriting is comparable to his grandfather's. Then why did he come here to sign up for classes?

Are you bored or have too much money to spend?

Jingzhi hugged her chest and looked down at Zhu Jiu, "Do you think I'm happy now?"

Zhu Jiu clenched the pen helplessly, "I'm sorry, there won't be a next time. I, I will be honest with you from now on."

Jingzhi chuckled at him, "No need, we are not related, you don't have to confess to me."

Zhang Zhen gradually figured out what was going on.

Could it be that these two were boyfriend and girlfriend and are now breaking up?

He felt that the atmosphere was a little off.

Zhang Zhen raised his hand, "Teacher, there's a word I can't write either!"

"Ding--"

The bell rings.

Jingzhi turned around and glanced at Zhang Zhen, "The day after tomorrow, get out of class is over."

After saying that, she quickly walked to the podium, packed up her things and left.

As she packed up her things, Zhu Jiu followed suit.

Looking at the person who was following her closely, Jingzhi was furious.

She walked back to his desk, took the rice paper he had just written on, and walked downstairs.

"Jingzhi, I promise you, I will never lie to you again!" Zhu Jiu chased after him.

Jingzhi ignored him.

He walked all the way to the front desk, spread out the rice paper in front of Aunt Min, pointed at the nearly perfect word "Jing" and said:

"I can't teach Mr. Zhu anymore. Either you refund him the money or he can be transferred to another class."

Aunt Min looked at Jingzhi and then at Zhu Jiu with an embarrassed look on her face.

"Jingzhi...he bought a year's worth of lessons."

Jingzhi's face turned cold, "I can't teach him, if he doesn't leave, I will leave."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be like this." Aunt Min grabbed her.

Zhu Jiu's face was very ugly. He smiled bitterly and said to Aunt Min: "Return the money. I don't want to embarrass her."

what happened?

Aunt Min operated the computer twice, as if she was afraid of setting off Jingzhi's firecrackers, and said softly:

"It's refunded. The first class was a trial class, and the full amount will be refunded to your card."

Jingzhi nodded at her and said, "Then I'll go home first."

She walks very fast.

The glass door almost hit him in the face.

Zhu Jiu opened the glass door and chased out.

He never expected that she could run so fast in high heels.

While running, Zhu Jiu accidentally pulled the wound on his shoulder and couldn't help but hiss.

She was clearly on the other side of the street, but she turned around as if she had heard it, "Go back, you don't have to follow me anymore."

"I have a family now."

Looking at her stubborn eyes, Zhu Jiu stopped.

He lowered his eyes and said dejectedly:

"Okay, I'll go back."

He turned around first and walked towards his car.

Jingzhi pursed her lips and made sure he was on the bus before turning around and walking towards the bus stop.

Humph, as if no one can afford a car, she will go buy one tomorrow!

Jingzhi got on the bus and didn't notice that there was a black business car following not far behind the bus.

She plugged in her headphones, letting the booming and noisy music clear her mind, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

So be it.

Take this opportunity to break up with him.

He will be able to return to his peaceful life.

Inside the business car, there was complete silence, with only the faint sound of air from the air conditioner.

Zhu Jiu stared closely at the back of the white head in the last row of the bus in front of him.

"Jingzhi, I won't lie to you again, but I won't give up until you accept me."