Actually I am twenty

When the few deciduous trees in the school were left with bare trunks, the students didn't care about looking good, and they changed into bloated winter school uniforms one after another. Only when all kinds of cold protection tools were used together can they sit safely in the classroom and continue to study .

Although Shen Mizhang and Zhou Han had no similar contact since that meal, Shen Mizhang obviously felt that Zhou Han's attitude towards her was much better, and there were many more smiling faces when handing in homework.There are a group of capable and sensible class leaders to help her manage the class. Compared with other teachers, her class teacher is much more relaxed.

Another year will pass in the blink of an eye, and students and teachers finally ushered in one of the few three-day long vacations.Zhou Han came out of the warm classroom, and the icy cold wind hit her face. After only one classroom away, her exposed ears and hands were red, so cold that she sniffed and hurried to the office. .

She is already familiar with the office, and wanders to the office twice a day, and the teachers who have never met are familiar with her.Zhou Han walked over to Shen Mizhang's desk to put down his homework with his long legs. Seeing that she was sipping from a thermos, her nose was also red, and she couldn't help frowning and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Shen Mizhang raised her eyebrows and lowered her eyebrows, needless to say, people could see melancholy, she sighed, her voice was different from the usual clear, hoarse and nasal: "Well, I can't give lectures with such a voice, later Let them do papers in class, you take three copies, and the other two as homework for the holidays."

Zhou Han thought for a while, and said, "I think we can add another half, and they can finish one sheet for self-study tonight."

The teacher next to him joked: "Mr. Shen, I have only seen students who bargain with the teacher for less homework. The students in your class are so unique."

Shen Mizhang was already used to Zhou Han asking for extra homework, so he glanced at her with a smile, and replied, "That's right, half of the credit for our class's steady improvement in math scores is due to her."

Zhou Han came to the office so many times, and she was still a bit shy after hearing the teachers praise her. He rubbed his hair restrainedly and took the paper handed over by Shen Mizhang. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell her: "Remember to take your medicine."

Zhou Han returned to the classroom and handed out the papers. When he got back to his seat, Jiang Sigui poked him, leaned over and asked her softly, "Did you ask for half of the papers to be added?"

"Ah." Zhou Han didn't take it seriously, the other students didn't know, but Jiang Sigui knew a lot.

Jiang Sigui had such an expression as expected, with a bit of inquiry: "Did you not like Teacher Shen before? Why do I think your relationship has improved by leaps and bounds after the sports meeting?"

"Oh, I misunderstood her before, and I only found out during the sports meeting." Zhou Han took out a small gift box from the drawer and handed it to her, saying, "New Year's gift and thank you gift for you."

"Thank you?" Jiang Sigui was distracted by the sudden gift, and didn't have time to ask her what she misunderstood, "Why are you giving me a thank you?"

"The messy questions I asked you before, I will share with you when I make money."

Zhou Han sometimes ran into a bottleneck when writing an article. When encountering unsatisfactory plots and characters, he asked Jiang Sigui to talk about it. Every time Jiang Sigui gave good advice.

What she said aroused Jiang Sigui's curiosity even more. Thinking about the weird questions Zhou Han asked her earlier, without opening the presents, he asked, "Make money? How do you make money?"

Zhou Han answered casually: "I'm writing a novel, and this book has good grades. It's on the novice gold list. Buying you a small gift is a trivial matter."

"So powerful!" Jiang Sigui's eyes widened. He didn't expect his little deskmate to do this kind of operation. Realizing that his voice was too loud, he quickly covered his mouth, looked at her with bright eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Can I watch?" !"

"Emmm... that's fine, just point out the shortcomings to me." Knowing Jiang Sigui so well, Zhou Han is not pretentious, so he generously wrote his pen name and asked her to search by herself.

"Hee hee, I'll watch it at home during the holidays!" Jiang Sigui memorized the pen name, and then cheerfully opened the gift, and stared at the pen and ink lying quietly in the gift box. This is what she fell in love with before the high school entrance examination The pen, but her mother said that she would only buy it if she entered the top ten in the senior high school entrance examination. Unfortunately, Jiang Sigui's child only got No.11 in the examination.

"This is not good...I don't have the money to give you a gift in return..." Jiang Sigui bit his lower lip and pushed the gift box over.

"I said it was a thank you gift. I wouldn't have made so much money if you hadn't given me your advice. I mean, aren't we friends? Talking about money is boring." Zhou Han made a displeased expression. Looking around, he said: "Then if you don't accept it, I won't be ashamed to eat your snacks in the future."

Only then did Jiang Sigui cheerfully accept the gift, thinking that he would bring more delicious food to his little tablemate as a vacation.

The students in the evening self-study are all busy writing and scribbling, just thinking about doing more homework now and having more time to play during the holidays. Finally, the bell rang for the end of class. A group of bastards jumped up and down out of the classroom.

Many students are picked up by their parents. Many students who don’t get picked up in this cold weather will choose to take a taxi. It is difficult to get a taxi at such a short distance as Zhou Han. Fortunately, she is used to it, so she wears a scarf and belt. Putting on gloves and fully armed, he left the school gate and walked to his home.

Hiss, do you want to be so cold!After walking for a while, Zhou Han felt that the small part of his face that was exposed outside was almost not his own, and his feet were also so cold that he was so numb that he almost didn't feel it.After finally arriving home, she quickly turned on the air conditioner and took a hot bath to recover.

Originally, she wanted to sleep well the next day, but before she woke up, she heard the persistent ringing in her ear. Zhou Han turned around and buried herself in the quilt in agitation. Seconds broke out again.

"Ah! I'm going to die!"

Zhou Han got up with a grunt, staring at the wall as if he was going to tear it down, picked up the phone, no matter who it was, and said viciously, "You better have something urgent!"

Jiang Sigui over there couldn't care about her getting up, and hurriedly said: "At the same table! Don't sleep, don't sleep! Go and see Sister Mi Zhang! She seems to have a fever! Hurry up, don't wait for her to get confused !"

Before Jiang Sigui could say anything else, there was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone, and Zhou Han shrank back into the quilt again, muttering: "What teacher are you looking at during the big holiday..."

She hadn't woken up yet, and only heard the first half of Jiang Sigui's words. She lay in bed for a while, fell asleep in a daze, and then woke up suddenly. She sat up and rubbed her face to wake herself up.Did she just say that Teacher Shen had a fever?

I don't know how Jiang Sigui knew, but she was the only one in Shen Mizhang's house. Thinking of the last time when she had a fever and felt dizzy, Zhou Han was afraid that Shen Mizhang would be more ill than her, so she got up quickly and didn't care about washing up. When he got up, he dug out the medicine box, put on a thick coat in his pajamas, and ran to Shen Mizhang's house.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang..."

Zhou Han knocked on the door of Shen Mizhang's house in rough clothes, and there was no movement for a while. Zhou Han had no choice but to call Shen Mizhang with his mobile phone, and after a while he heard her weak voice: "Hello... "

Zhou Han finally breathed a sigh of relief, but hearing her voice, he couldn't help frowning, and said worriedly: "Mr. At the door of your house, is it convenient for you to open the door? Or tell me the password?"

Shen Mizhang reported a series of numbers, Zhou Han successfully opened the door, quickly changed his shoes, went to Shen Mizhang's bedroom, knocked twice and opened the door to enter, saw Shen Mizhang lying on the bed, his face was redder than an apple, Even the eyes are red.She hurried forward and touched Shen Mizhang's forehead with her hand, and it was really burning.

Shen Mizhang blinked and looked at her. Zhou Han's heart turned into a pool of water due to the pity and helplessness he had never seen before. She hurriedly took the fever-reducing paste from the medicine box and applied it to Shen Mizhang, and then took out the thermometer. He said kindly, "Mr. Shen, shall we take the temperature?"

"Yeah." Shen Mizhang's voice was thick and nasal, obediently asking Zhou Han to take her temperature.

38.5 degrees.

Zhou Han rubbed his messy hair and said, "Mr. Shen, shall we go to the hospital?"

When Shen Mizhang heard that the hospital was unhappy, he shrank down and left two round eyes outside the quilt, full of reluctance and grievances, Zhou Han was really afraid that if he said a word about the hospital, he would make Teacher Shen cry , quickly compromised: "Okay, okay, if you don't go to the hospital, then I'll boil some hot water for you and we'll take your medicine later."

Just don't go to the hospital.Shen Mizhang blinked his big red eyes again, and nodded.

Zhou Han got up and went out of the room to boil water for her. When he was fascinated by the screaming kettle, he suddenly thought: Teacher Shen is so cute when she is sick... well, like a poor little rabbit.

She took two cups and poured half a cup of water back and forth. The boiling water soon became warm, and she brought it into the bedroom after making sure it was not hot. He took the medicine obediently and passed the water over.Shen Mizhang drank the glass of water slowly while holding the cup, her long curly hair fell around her ears, covering most of her side face, and also concealed her usual self-confidence and strength.

Zhou Han felt that if another man were here, Mr. Shen would think of a way to take it off for her even if he wanted the moon in the sky.

After Shen Mizhang finished drinking the water, he turned his head to look at her, blinked his rabbit eyes, and said pitifully, "I still want to drink."

...Wrong, even a woman would pick the moon for her here.

Zhou Han quickly took the cup, and said softly, "Wait a minute." He took three steps with his long legs and took two steps to pour the water.

Shen Mizhang looked at her going back, shrunk into the quilt, and the fever-reducing stickers finally made her feel a lot better, so she had the energy to send a message to Wang Yu and sold out.

"Have a fever [crying]".

"?????? What's the matter? Are you at home? Get your dad to take you to the hospital."

"The representative of the small class came and boiled water for me, took medicine and put on anti-fever stickers for me."

Wang Yu snorted curiously and raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Is it better? Did you ask her to come?"

According to Shen Mizhang's temperament, this possibility is too small, but why did the small class representative go to her house?

"It's better, the squad leader told her, the squad leader called me to ask about things before."

"You have such a good relationship with the class representative?"

"Recently not bad".

Wang Yu curled her lips. It seems that the representative of the small class has also fallen, so isn't she out of the game?

When Zhou Han came back with water, Shen Mizhang smiled at her, put down his phone and held the water glass and drank again. Seeing her cute appearance, Zhou Han had an inexplicable urge to give her all the good things. After thinking about it, he said : "Mr. Shen, shall I cook some porridge for you?"

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