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Ji Lu responded obediently, and Song Linchuan turned his head to look at Wang Mengxi: "Wang Mengxi? I'm going to look for you. Why did you do so poorly in the chemistry test this time?"

Wang Mengxi, who was originally unwilling to face Song Linchuan and planned to huddle himself into a ball, was suddenly called out, froze: "...Song, Mr. Song, I... um... I haven't been good at chemistry since junior high school."

Song Linchuan said gently: "It's okay, take your time, as long as you find a way, chemistry is very simple."

Wang Mengxi: "Okay, good Mr. Song."

When leaving the office, Wang Mengxi hugged Qin Xue, who was in the same class, and began to cry pitifully: "Principal Song is really frightening, the phrase 'I'm going to find you', ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I will never forget that tone of voice.”

Qin Xue hugged her back, and began to giggle: "From now on, I won't see you when you look up, class representative."

"Aw!" Wang Mengxi and Qin Xue yelled and laughed, pushing into the classroom.

Ji Lu witnessed everything silently, and some did not understand why Wang Mengxi was afraid of Song Linchuan.

Probably the top students never know how scary it is when the teacher asks you about your grades.

That really is, without forgetting the scene and the tone.

The management of Xingyuan Middle School is semi-closed. In the afternoon, except for junior high school students and a few students who have a pass, other people are not allowed to leave the school.A boarding student like Ji Lu who doesn't even have a day student ID card has no possibility of slipping out.

Therefore, no matter whether the food in the cafeteria is delicious or not, students have to stay in the school to eat.

On the way to the cafeteria, Lin Shuhua and Ji Lu unexpectedly ran into Song Linchuan.

Song Linchuan stood under the shade of a tree next to the junior high school building, as if waiting for someone.When the two walked in, they happened to see a boy in the middle school building walking quickly to Song Linchuan's side, and called out very obediently: "Dad."

Song Linchuan patted his son's head, patted his shoulder and said something, the boy nodded lonely and left alone.

Ji Lu couldn't help but look at the boy a few more times, and found that he really looked like Song Linchuan, but he was still childish, and he didn't have Song Linchuan's temperament at all.

When the lights were turned off at night, Ji Lu casually flipped through the two photos saved a few days ago.After thinking about it, he clicked delete, and the screen went dark all of a sudden, and two options appeared on the screen, delete and cancel.

Ji Lu hesitated for a while, but reached out to click delete.

At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open with a bang, and Ji Lu subconsciously put the phone on the bed, and Tan Chengming also stuffed the phone directly into the neatly folded bedding.Guo Jingjie, who was about to go to bed, looked sideways at the bedroom teacher at the door, and calmly lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.

Only Lin Shuhua, who reacted a little slower, was still holding the phone in his hand, looking at Teacher Zha with a bewildered expression, so the teacher flashed a photo mercilessly.

"What's your name?" The teacher said blankly.

"Lin Shuhua."

While writing down the dormitory number and name, the teacher announced without looking up: "Give the mobile phone to the head teacher tomorrow."

Lin Shuhua: "Oh..."

So the teacher closed the door again with a bang, coming and going in a hurry.

Lin Shuhua, who was stunned for a while, came back to his senses and began to wail: "Oh, oh, why was I caught! You are so unjust!! The key is that the teacher still turned on the flash!! Did he turn on the beauty?! I Ugly photos of me!!!”

But probably no one in the dormitory would pay any attention to him, Guo Jingjie had already closed his eyes, and said calmly: "Keep your voice down." Tan Chengming was looking through the bedding layer by layer to find his phone.Ji Lu took back the phone, pressed it to light up, and the page was still stuck on whether to delete or cancel.In the end, Ji Lu sighed and chose to cancel.

Lin Shuhua howled for a while, seeing that no one paid attention to him, he stopped making fun of himself.

But the next day, Lin Shuhua took advantage of the big recess to pick up a courier, and secretly showed it to Ji Lu.

It is a model of a mobile phone, heavy and looks like a normal mobile phone at first glance, the Home button can still be pressed.But if you look closely, you can still see the difference.Lin Shuhua took off his mobile phone case and put it on the model, so that the fake one can be confused with the real one.

After doing all this, Lin Shuhua changed into an expression of repenting after making a mistake and resolutely repenting, and walked into the class teacher's office tragically.

Tan Chengming, who learned about this at night, said: "Just wait, the car will overturn sooner or later."

Who knows that Tan Chengming is quite talented in prophecy.

But what they are facing now is the parent meeting after the first monthly exam.

There are not many parents' associations in high school, not to mention Ji Lu's grades. Lin Shuhua really doesn't know why Ji Lu is so sensitive to the parents' association.

Until Ji Lu made a phone call with his father.

Ji Lu's father's voice was full of anger, and Lin Shuhua could hear it clearly without turning on the speakerphone: "Parents' meeting? Why is it a parents' meeting again? Hello? I'm busy! You should find your Uncle Chen..."

Then the voice on the other side was quiet for a while, but there was still a faint noise, and Ji Lu's father's voice came again: "Dad has something else to do, so I'll hang up first. You asked Uncle Chen to drive it, did you hear that?"

Before Ji Lu could answer, there was already a busy voice on the other side. Ji Lu, who only said "there will be a parent meeting next Saturday", looked calm, as if he had long been used to it.

It was purely routine for Ji Lu to call his father. Although he knew the result a long time ago, he was still quite disappointed to be rejected by his father clearly.Unexpectedly, Lin Shuhua insisted on coming to join in the fun at this time: "Your father is busy, why don't you let your mother come?"

Ji Lu took a look at Lin Shuhua: "They have been divorced for four or five years."

Lin Shuhua shut up decisively, too much curiosity is really not a good thing.

Ji Lu didn't feel much, he was used to being alone, and he seemed to be able to chat with everyone, but he knew better than anyone that none of those people could talk to him.What's more, he doesn't want to take care of his parents' affairs, and he can't take care of them.

Ji Lu called Uncle Chen, and the other party agreed without hesitation. At least from this matter, this Uncle Chen was more like Ji Lu's biological father.

That night, Ji Lu dreamed about many things from the past.I don't know when it started, the parents started arguing non-stop when they met, and then it turned into throwing things at each other.

In a trance, Ji Lu's mother dropped a cup. There should be water in the cup. The water seemed to be smashed together with the cup. It was very crisp, and it sounded very pleasant.At that time, Ji Lu was doing his homework, and he didn't even raise his head when he heard the sound.

Sometimes they got into a fight, and when it was time for dinner, there was no one to cook, so Ji Lu would go to the house of his neighbor, Uncle Chen, for dinner. Uncle Chen was a widower, had no heirs, and did not want to remarry, so he raised Ji Lu as half his son. .Ji Lu took care of himself as if nothing had happened, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

It might as well have nothing to do with him.Later, the two stopped arguing and stopped smashing things.I don't know who cleaned up the things they smashed all over the floor.Listening to people gossip, his parents each have lovers outside.The family is gone, the son is gone, and there is only one Ji Lu who is still in elementary school living in a huge house.

Ji Lu didn't seem to know what fear was. He went to Uncle Chen's house for a meal from time to time, and hired an hourly worker when he had housework.Later, they divorced. After some quarrels, the property was divided evenly, and no one took advantage of the other.The son was allocated to the father, and the mother gave the living expenses every month.

The father doesn't care much about his son, and just sends money every month.I don't go home for a whole month, and I don't come back very often during the Chinese New Year.It's ridiculous that at such a young age, Ji Lu has two big incomes.

Ji Lu was awakened in the middle of the night, and the surroundings were quiet, and the even breathing of the roommates could be heard.He tried to fall asleep, but became more and more awake.The ivy outside the wall poked its head out cautiously from the window, and then reflected a rather mysterious shadow in the dim light mixed with moonlight, and it seemed that the tendrils between the leaves could be seen.

Ji Lu suddenly felt that his former self was funny, such a small person, so calm like someone, should it be said that he had a good attitude, or was his heart too big.Later, he felt that he was really amazing. In that almost miserable childhood, he could still laugh.

The night is still quiet, and sometimes thinking too much is really not a good thing.For example, insomnia is too easy.

When it comes to Uncle Chen, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he is no less than sixty.Such a retired old gentleman is extremely trendy.

Uncle Chen heard that he was holding a parent-teacher meeting for Ji Lu, so he specially changed into a suit and had his hair styled.The poor old man has thinning hair, and Tony in the barber shop seems to use a little too much hair gel, which looks a bit nondescript.

The old gentleman didn't feel strange at all, but enthusiastically made fun of the children brought by others.Seeing Ji Lu approaching, he straightened his clothes and walked towards him with his head held high.That posture doesn't look like she's here to hold a parents' meeting, but rather like she's here to walk the catwalk.

Uncle Chen was a teacher before retiring, and he worked diligently all his life, but he was much happier when he got old.Ji Lu was happy to see him at ease, and truly praised Uncle Chen for being handsome, and Uncle Chen was as happy as a child.

There is an even more coincidental thing, Song Linchuan was Uncle Chen's former student.

The parent meeting was hosted by the head teacher, and the teacher's appearance was just for fun, and as the vice principal, Song Linchuan had other arrangements, so he just passed by in a hurry, but he still recognized his former head teacher in the crowd at a glance .

It's not that Song Linchuan has sharp eyes, it's that Uncle Chen's iconic laugh is so eye-catching.When Song Linchuan reported his family name, Uncle Chen blinked, apparently not remembering him.

To avoid embarrassment, the topic somehow shifted to Ji Lu.When it came to his godson, Uncle Chen immediately opened up the chatter box, no matter who the other party was, he began to talk about Ji Lu's childhood stories.From the time when Ji Lu couldn’t solve the problem, he cried a lot and no one could coax him. In the end, he got tired of crying and fell asleep and got up in the middle of the night to continue doing it. When he was a picky eater, he fed the dog what he didn’t like, but the dog directly robbed the bowl... ...Anyway, it's all Ji Lu's dark childhood history.

Song Linchuan didn't actually have the habit of listening to people's privacy, but Uncle Chen was really happy to talk, so he didn't interrupt him.Ji Lu was really embarrassed, always thinking about how to drag Uncle Chen away.After finally getting Uncle Chen to receive his signal, Uncle Chen's voice changed: "Hey! I remember, you are Song Linchuan, right! Oh oh! Do you still remember that you copied it for other students back then? You were caught for homework, and I punished you for leapfrogging."

Song Linchuan: "..."

Uncle Chen began to happily talk about Song Linchuan's black history again. In fact, Song Linchuan was a good student who obeyed the law, but Uncle Chen couldn't remember anything else, but other people's black history was clearly remembered, and even some things, even Song Linchuan himself I forgot, but Uncle Chen spoke with gusto.

Ji Lu was not alone in the embarrassment.

Ji Lu couldn't listen anymore, so he quickly took advantage of Uncle Chen's intermission and said, "The parent meeting is about to start, Uncle Chen, go in quickly."

Uncle Chen let out a cry, and the Black History Pickup Conference finally came to an end.

☆、Chapter 3