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Ji Lu relaxed, his tense muscles ached, he was extremely tired, his stomach hurt, and his breathing was short of breath.The smell of blood surged in his throat, Ji Lu half bent down, and propped himself up on his knees, Lin Shuhua had already unscrewed the water bottle and handed it over.

Ji Lu took it, gulped down a few gulps, declined the kind support from others, and left the playground with a little unsteady footsteps.As soon as I looked up, I saw that the person in the photo in my mind just now overlapped with the person in front of me.

Song Linchuan was still dressed in the morning, but the sleeves were down and the cuff buttons were buttoned. There was no crease on the sleeves, and a small silver pin was pinned to the neckline.

Still the handsome Song gentleman.

Ji Lu was suddenly embarrassed for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became complicated.As a result, the person on the opposite side stretched out his hand and said, "I'll help you."

Before Ji Lu could answer, Song Linchuan had already grabbed Ji Lu's left arm, helping him to unload the weight on himself.

Ji Lu's right hand holding the water bottle tightened suddenly, and the plastic water bottle made a clicking sound without being under heavy pressure.Ji Lu opened the water bottle lightly again, but unexpectedly, the plastic bottle that changed back clicked again.

A faint smell of men's perfume came over.Very elegant, very fresh, a bit like the woods after the rain, mixed with the smell of cedar and vetiver, inexplicably reassuring.

In fact, running a 2000 is not tiring, it is just that I tried my best in the race and the weather was so hot that I was not very comfortable. With Song Linchuan's strong help, Ji Lu really didn't know how to refuse, so he let him go.

Ji Lu sneaked a look at Song Linchuan's face, seeing that he was not squinting, and suddenly the strange embarrassment disappeared.

Ji Luan's first impression of Song Linchuan was really good, and Song Linchuan was really a very gentle and graceful gentleman, Ji Luan's evaluation of him has always been high.For a person like Song Linchuan, it's really hard to hate him.

Lin Shuhua, who also took a shortcut, looked more tired than Ji Lu, but stared fiercely at Lin Zhiyuan and Lin Shuyao, who were talking and laughing not far away, and secretly ground his teeth.

Song Linchuan sent Ji Lu to the stands of class 26 and left. Ji Lu sat down and drank half of the bottle of water in his hand in one gulp.Zhou Bing stood next to Ji Lu, handed over an unopened bottle of mineral water, and took away the empty bottle in Ji Lu's hand.

Lin Shuhua panted and sat next to Ji Lu, and said with a smile, "Look in your nine o'clock direction."

The mineral water in his hand had been opened, and he felt much better after drinking a bottle. Ji Lu took a sip slowly, moistening his throat and cooling off the heat.Hearing Lin Shuhua's words, he glanced in the direction of nine o'clock, and there was an exclamation immediately.

"Look! It's your fan support group!" Lin Shuhua took an English book from someone and rolled it into a barrel and put it in Ji Lu's mouth. "I'll interview you. What do you think? Are you happy?"

Ji Lu gave him a cold look, expressing that he did not want to discuss this topic with him.

Lin Shuhua laughed heartily, looked at that side without turning his eyes, and wanted to turn Ji Lu's head in that direction, and said: "Look at it! I saw several good-looking ones, why do you... "

The following words came to an abrupt end, Lin Shuhua quickly turned his head, flipping through the English book in his hand as if there was no silver 300 taels here.

Ji Lu: "What's wrong?"

Before Lin Shuhua could answer, a female voice sounded next to Ji Lu: "Ji Lu, congratulations on your second place."

The voice was very familiar, and Ji Lu took a look at it, but this time he recognized the person immediately.Ji Lu took another look at Lin Shuhua who was trying to pretend to be a passerby, and said, "Thank you."

Han Qingyu smiled, speaking to Ji Lu, but looking at Lin Shuhua: "Can I take a picture with you?"

Hearing these words, Lin Shuhua secretly glanced at Ji Lu.Ji Lu didn't look at him, but replied: "Yes."

Han Qingyu handed the phone to Lin Shuhua: "Student, can you take a picture for us?"

Lin Shuhua put down the English book he didn't know which page he had turned to, and took Han Qingyu's cell phone.

After Han Qingyu left, Ji Lu leaned over and asked, "Does she know that it wasn't me who was chatting with her?"

Lin Shuhua took the English book into his hands again, and replied: "I should, I don't know."

"Are you going to keep it a secret from her?"

"It's not all the time." Lin Shuhua flipped the pages of the book, rolled up the corners of the English book over and over again, and then straightened it again, tirelessly, "I just don't know how to tell her better."

Ji Lu didn't speak, just kept staring at Lin Shuhua, Lin Shuhua was about to stand up to salute with goosebumps under his stare, he didn't dare to look at him, just like a kid who made a mistake and was being scolded.

Before Lin Shuhua could decide whether to confess to Han Qingyu, a classmate next to her was furious: "Lin Shuhua! What you have in your hand is my English book! I haven't said that I'm going to throw it away!"

Lin Xiaoren Shuhua: "...I'm sorry."

The English book has been rolled up into a strange and weird shape, and it can't be pressed back.The corners were raised high, pitifully and silently accusing Lin Shuhua of the crime of mistreating English books.

Zhou Bing and Yang Xin began to organize the students to pack their things and clean up the scene. It seemed that they were going back to the classroom.Wang Mengxi is negotiating with Zheng Gong and Qin Xue for the ownership of the photos.Guo Jingjie collected the English words in his hand and was greeting Tan Chengming who was passing by.Lin Zhiyuan and Lin Shuyao were still sitting not far away chatting, the air was filled with the sour smell of love.

The radio began to play songs, the sound was deafening, and "Flying Higher" was played at a decibel level that would definitely be complained by nearby residents as a nuisance if the broadcast time was wrong.There are only a few songs in the school's radio room. In order to arouse the enthusiasm of the students, they will do everything possible and choose to preemptively strike in decibels and classics.

The vigorous sports meeting ended in this vigorous singing.

During the Dragon Boat Festival holiday at the end of May, Ji Lu finally met his father, Ji Zicheng, whom he hadn't seen for half a year.

Ji Zicheng looked like he had just returned from a business trip, he was full of travel and dust, and was carrying a large black suitcase.As soon as I got home, I half-lyed on the sofa without saying a word.

Ji Lu reckoned that he hadn't eaten yet, so he went to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of noodles for him. On the surface of the clear soup lay a golden-fried egg quietly, sprinkled with a few green scallions, which looked very refreshing and simple.

Ji Zicheng didn't say anything, took the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat. Ji Lu sat next to him and watched him eat quietly.

Ji Zicheng usually doesn't drink soup when eating noodles, even Xie Xiaoxia doesn't know this detail, but Ji Lu remembers it clearly, so he specially poured a glass of water for Ji Zicheng.

When Ji Lu was washing the dishes, he suddenly remembered what Uncle Chen said:

"But, I know you. If you like someone, you will take good care of him."

Yeah?Ji Lu thought to himself, but can he meet the person he likes? Even if he does, what if he is like Ji Zicheng and Xie Xiaoxia?

A good family, he loves his parents, but he can't take good care of them.But presumably they don't want to take care of them themselves either.

Ji Zicheng, who just came back from abroad, needed to fight jet lag, and went back to his room without saying hello, sleeping soundly.

Ji Lu suddenly had an idea that came out of nowhere, Song Linchuan's son should be living a very happy life.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, Ji Zicheng ran around without knowing where to go. For three whole days, Ji Lu didn't speak more than ten sentences to him.

Ji Zicheng is busy, and Ji Lu is also busy. He is busy with the final exam of the first year of high school.Back to school after the Dragon Boat Festival, there is only about a month until the end of the term.

Wang Mengxi began to study chemistry desperately, and Lin Shuhua, who had always been careless, also became serious.

In fact, there is no need to urge at all, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, and of course it will hold the Buddha's feet tightly when it comes to death.

After the exam, the first thing to arrive was not the result, but Song Linchuan.

Ji Lu went to Song Linchuan's office to ask about homework for the last time this semester. Song Linchuan handed over the summer homework to be assigned to him, and suddenly asked, "Are you interested in tutoring my son?"

Ji Lu was taken aback, digested Song Linchuan's words, and was a little puzzled: "Teacher Song should be more suitable than me." Even if it is a subject that Song Linchuan is not good at, with his identity as the vice principal, all the key teachers in the school Isn't it up to him to choose?

Song Linchuan: "My son will be promoted to the third grade next semester. I'm worried that he won't be able to keep up. You and him are similar in age, so there won't be so many barriers. Besides, you have just finished the high school entrance examination, and you have a comprehensive understanding of the high school entrance examination. You can also As a summer vacation exercise, the price will be paid according to the cram school outside, what do you think?"

"Teacher Song, let me think about it." Ji Lu didn't know why Song Linchuan suddenly asked him to be a tutor. He had no experience and no level. "I'll assign homework first."

In fact, this is a good choice. Ji Lu has nothing to do when he is idle at home anyway. The house is empty and has no human taste at all.

The tutoring won't start until a week later, so Ji Lu still went home first.His home is actually not too far from the school, but anyway, there is no one at home, so there is no difference between living in school and going to school.

The so-called home is like a post station on a long journey, with a break from time to time.Ji Lu took a break once a month, Ji Zicheng took a break every six months on average, and Xie Xiaoxia came that time within three years.Uncle Chen couldn't help but joked: "Your home's property management fee is really a disadvantage. Fortunately, the water and electricity are directly deducted from the card, otherwise people will think that your home is uninhabited."

After not coming for a month, there was a little dust in the house, so Ji Lu tidied it up a little.After boiling a pot of water to make tea, I somehow thought of the young version of Song Linchuan.

I don't know what kind of person such a person should be to teach his parents. He has seen his father, but what about his mother?It should be a gentle and generous, quiet person like water.

The aroma of tea slowly overflowed, without outside interference, this aroma almost filled the entire room, and the deserted home seemed to finally have some warmth.

☆、Chapter 10