Can We Get Married First?

Chapter 19

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I really didn't know Chi Lin was good at these uncommon skills before. Not to mention Lou Mi, even among my grandfather's generation who were born in the 1960s, there might not be many people out of a hundred who could use an abacus.

Chi Lin not only knows how to use it, but also uses it very skillfully.

I chatted with her about high school knowledge while eating, and found that her knowledge points were biased and difficult to understand.

He knows nothing about English grammar in junior high school, but he can talk about any person in history and the innovation he advocated for half a day.

If Lou Mi hadn't asked her to stop, they might have talked until tomorrow morning.

The Chinese composition written in classical Chinese was spread out in front of Lou Mi. Not only her, but even the Chinese teacher had question marks on several words and sentences.

As for geography, Chi Lin simply asked Lou Mi directly, is the earth we live on really round? Then why don't people living at the bottom of the earth fall off

"Are you kidding me?" Lou Mi directly hit him with the back of his chopsticks.

Chi Lin was hit on the head, but he was still a little unconvinced: "How can you use something you use to eat to hit someone?"

"Are you encouraging me to get started?" Lou Mi finished analyzing the test paper. "You are too biased in your subjects. When is the next exam?"

"There are all kinds of exams every day, but the most important exam for the year's ranking is the midterm exam in two weeks."

"Well, I'll tutor you in English first. High school English is simple. If you memorize the words and remember a few key grammar points, you can improve quickly. I still remember them all, so it's easy to tutor. From now on, I'll dictate words to you every night."

Chi Lin: "There are dictation flashcards in the app."

Lou Mi took the opportunity to teach her a lesson: "How can it be the same? Writing by yourself is not as stressful as when I'm watching you. With me watching you, you won't be able to find excuses to be lazy."

"I won't be lazy." Chi Lin promised seriously and looked very obedient.

Lou Mi: "It's not that I don't believe you. Do you know why we have schools and teachers? You can study at home with textbooks, right? Schools and teachers not only teach, but also supervise. These are subtle driving forces."

"All right… "

"Then do your homework after dinner. Do you have a lot of homework tonight?"

"It's not much. It will take about two hours to finish."

"When you finish your homework, memorize the words from Lesson 1 and 2. If possible, recite the text. You must memorize all the characters in the dialogue. Then I will randomly pick a character to talk to you."

"good!"

"Go ahead." Lou Mi asked the child to do his homework while she cleaned up the dishes.

After cleaning up, she went to practice for an hour, and at 10:30 in the evening, the two of them sat together on the sofa in the living room.

This was the first time they both appeared in the living room at the same time.

In the past, the only frequent visitors to the living room were Lou Lixing and Peng Ziyuan. Lou Mi and Chi Lin both treated the living room as a barrier. If they had something to tell their parents, they would send them a WeChat message. If they didn't get a reply in time, they would shout at their bedroom door. They would never step into the living room, so as not to see anyone who made them unhappy.

Chi Lin passed the English textbook to Lou Mi, and Lou Mi took out the large-screen tablet she usually used for playing games and started talking to her.

Chi Lin's pronunciation was very stiff, as if he had never spoken English. However, he memorized words very quickly and did not make any mistakes in writing down more than 20 words.

Lou Mi corrected her pronunciation word by word, and Chi Lin learned very quickly, as if she had figured out something that had puzzled her for a long time.

After finishing his midnight tutoring, Chi Lin returned to his bedroom but still couldn't sleep.

"Still studying?" Lou Mi asked, leaning against her bedroom door.

She used to keep her door locked tightly, fearing that someone passing by would take a second look. But lately it seems to be left open.

"I feel like I'm getting a little more enlightened after your guidance." Chi Lin had an excited look on his face. "I'm not sleepy yet. I plan to summarize it so that I can remember it better."

“These are all fine, thank you and you level knowledge points… Is there any need to summarize?”

"What happened to this conversation?"

Chi Lin actually asked this question with such sincerity.

Lou Mi wondered if he was too old. How could kids nowadays not know this meme? Wasn't this a family heirloom among Chinglish memes

"Forget it, it's okay, just study if you want to. Your mother will be happy if you do well in the exam."

Chi Lin didn't expect Lou Mi to say this:

"I thought you hated me and my mother."

Lou Mi didn't expect her to bring this up so directly:

"I don't hate your mother, I just hate you."

Chi Lin: “…”

Lou Mi couldn't help laughing when he saw her expression change so quickly:

"That was in the past. Didn't you hate me before? We've been dissing each other for almost two years. Don't pretend, okay? We both know the answer. But that was in the past. You're pretty normal now. Keep it up. This way, your mother will be less mad at you and she'll live longer."

"Okay, I'll try my best. Go to bed early, sis."

"Well, good night."

Lou Mi was stretching his muscles as he walked towards his bedroom. Tiger had just come back from taking a shit in the yard and was rubbing his short legs hard on the doormat.

Tiger is the dog that Chi Lin brought. It has been with her for many years. It is said that it was bought for her by her father.

This old Corgi is very naive, even if it is a stranger, he will wag his tail and stick out his tongue...

The only difference is that it doesn't have a tail, it wags its butt instead.

"Hey, old tiger." Lou Mi rarely squatted down and touched its head.

Tiger seemed to be struck by a critique of pampering. He rubbed his big head against Mi's palm so hard that the whites of his eyes came out.

"Calm down..." Lou Mi used to be annoyed with this dog, especially after it peed in her cabinet, she wanted to have a dog meat hotpot.

But when I looked at it again tonight, I found it a little cute.

After that, Lou Mi returned home on time from the club for two consecutive weeks, and she and Chi Lin made an appointment for tutoring in the evening.

Zhuo Jinglan asked her tentatively: "Your life has been very regular recently. Are you in such a hurry to go home to accompany your sister?"

Lou Mi knew who was gossiping in front of Sister Lan: "What are you thinking about? Accompanying your sister, I need to conserve my energy until you find the right person. I haven't slept well recently because of you. I finally feel like sleeping a little bit during this period. Is it wrong to want to get a good night's sleep and act like a normal person?"

Zhuo Jinglan nodded, and as soon as Lou Mi left, he immediately went to the private group with Xie Buyu and Futu and said:

"I'll be home on time today to check in with my sister."

Xie Buyu: "I didn't expect Sister Lan to be so dedicated when it comes to gossiping. She comes up to tell the time on time every day."

Lou Mi's good sleep quality does not mean that she sleeps for a long time. After all, she has to tutor Chi Lin until 12 o'clock every day, and get up early the next morning to maintain high-intensity practice. After all, Lou Mi is a player with both talent and hard work. "People who are smarter than you also work harder than you" refers to people like Lou Mi.

The daily sleep period is basically maintained at 5 hours. What Lou Mi means by a good sleep is high quality sleep.

After tutoring Chi Lin, I went to take a shower. As soon as I lay down on the bed, I fell asleep almost immediately. I didn’t think about anything and didn’t dream. I slept until dawn and felt very energetic.

The next day when I was practicing, I was able to play for 2 to 3 hours straight without any headache at all.

The feeling of high concentration is as if I have returned to the age of 20.

Two days ago, she went to talk to Dr. Bai and told him about her recent situation.

Since suffering from frequent headaches and forgetfulness that was inconsistent with his age, Lou Mi reluctantly went to see a doctor for a check-up.

Dr. Bai is very young, less than 40 years old, and is an expert in systemic gaming syndrome.

Dr. Bai said that the recent improvement in sleep quality and concentration is due to the second course of treatment. It is also related to mood. It is very important to maintain an optimistic and cheerful mood.

"In any case, it's best to control the practice time. Don't exceed 2 hours a day. This will reduce the pressure on the brain. How do you feel about your recent headaches?"

"The pt index shows between 5.2 and 5.6."

"It's still too much. Normally, when you overuse your brain, the PT index is only 0.8 to 1.1. How much did you exceed it?"

Lou Mi put away all his sharpness in front of Dr. Bai, and just looked like a miserable patient:

"I don't want to either, but the Winter World Cup is coming up, and Jiutian is going to compete for the country. So many people are watching. If Jiutian fails to win, it won't just be a loss for our club, it will be a loss for the whole of China. In our line of work, if we don't practice our brain speed for a day, we'll be offline. It's all about the brain, and the brain pressure will definitely be high."

"Remember what I told you last time? I wasn't trying to scare you."

Of course Lou Mi remembered that Dr. Bai looked like a gentle kindergarten teacher, but he would talk about survival rate and mortality rate. The life and death were really scary.

"But being able to sleep is a good thing. It would be best to increase the sleep time and strive to get 7 hours a day."

"Okay, I'll try my best."

"Not try your best. I hope you can hold on for at least a month before the third course of treatment begins."

In any case, Lou Mi's terrible headache was relieved a lot.

She hummed a song and got into the car and headed home.

The midterm exam results should be out today. If she does well, she won't have to cram tonight. Just let her go.

She had seen how hard the little bastard had been working these past few days, so he could use a good night's rest.

When Lou Mi got home, Chi Lin was already there.

Lou Mi took off his coat and said with a smile: "The results are out, come on, don't be shy, show it to me."

Chi Lin sent the transcript to Lou Mi.

Chinese: 65, Mathematics: 51, Liberal Arts: 124, most of which were from history. After two weeks of intensive tutoring in English, I also got 64 points.

"Not bad, much better than I thought. What place did you rank this time?"

"Improved 11 places from the last monthly exam."

"That's good, what's that expression on your face?"

Chi Lin: "The teacher asked if the parents were free and wanted to talk to them."

Lou Mi thought that it was normal for the teacher to understand the family situation after the midterm exam:

"But your mother hasn't come back yet, and there's no parent at home."

"I want to say this, but the teacher may not believe it, and he may think I am making excuses."

"So what do you want to do?"

At this point, Lou Mi had already noticed what she was thinking.

Sure enough, Chi Lin said, "Sister, can you go? Be my parent."

"I can go, but if I go, your sister's teacher won't be happy. It's obvious that they don't dare to find the real parent, so they just find someone to pretend to be one."

"Just say it's my mom."

Lou Mi's eyes widened: "What are you talking about, you little bastard? How can I be your mother when I am only a little older than you?"

Chi Lin said seriously: "In ancient times, many people became mothers at the age of 15."

Lou Mi: "15... Then I am not enough. How much older am I than you? Take out the abacus and calculate carefully."

Chi Lin suddenly realized: "Not that much bigger? I thought you took better care of yourself..."

Lou Mi grabbed her by the collar and said, "I'm 25 years old, just a little over 7 years older than you. You little bastard! Do you believe I will throw you out of here?"

The two of them still quarrel now, but the content and direction of the quarrel, as well as their mentality during the quarrel, are different from before.

Lou Mi didn't quite understand what Chi Lin was thinking, but as far as Lou Mi himself was concerned, at least he wasn't that upset anymore.

In the past, my scalp would go numb and I would feel physically uncomfortable whenever I saw this little bastard. I would want to take a detour for a kilometer wherever she was.

Even though she hated it from the bottom of her heart, she rarely expressed it directly for the sake of her father's happiness.

One of the most important signs of being a mature adult is not to cause trouble to others, even if this "other" is your father.

She knew that her father had taken good care of her. He would buy her whatever she liked and support her in whatever she wanted to do without ever saying a word of opposition.

The children have grown up and it’s time to consider their parents.

It was with this kind of giving back mentality that Lou Mi encountered a bottleneck in his career and huge changes in the team. The pressure can be imagined.

It was already annoying, and the little bastard kept causing trouble every day. Lou Mi felt endless annoyance towards Chi Lin.

Lou Mi knew that as long as Lou Lixing and Peng Ziyuan didn't break up, she and Chi Lin would have to truly hate each other for the rest of their lives.

But who could have thought that one day she would actually be arguing with Chi Lin here in a joking mood, with a bit of an inexplicable mentality

Bickering and arguing are completely different.

After a quarrel, you will definitely be filled with anger, sadness and physical harm.

And bickering can actually provide Lou Mi with a secret pleasure.

Could it be that during the time when their parents were away, the two of them really developed a deep sisterly bond

Lou Mi went back to the mirror and looked at herself carefully without makeup. No matter how she looked at it, she didn't look like the mother of a 17-year-old child.

Are you, you bastard, trying to provoke me on purpose

She tied her long hair up on top of her head, and the ponytail made her look more lively. In addition, her pajamas had changed from a sexy suspender skirt to a loose white T-shirt and shorts, which made her look youthful.

I'm sure anyone would believe me if I told you I'm a college freshman!

But her hair was long to begin with, and tying it up so high would not only hurt her scalp, but the amplitude of the swing would also increase, so it would be easy to splash it on her face...

Forget it, Lou Mi took off her ponytail.

Why do you care what a foul-mouthed little bastard says

When you meet a teacher as a parent, what you want is the sophisticated and steady temperament of an elder.

Lou Mi planned to go meet Chi Lin's teacher with her hair loose.

They agreed to meet during the break. Lou Mi arrived at the bottom of the teaching building as promised, and Chi Lin came to pick her up.

Lou Mi was wearing sunglasses and a mask, and many students coming and going were staring at her.

Even with her face covered, Lou Mi's temperament and figure stood out wherever she stood, not to mention appearing in a middle school full of emerald green school uniforms.

"Why do I feel like she looks a bit like Sister Lou?"

Two girls passing by noticed her, slowed down their pace and whispered.

"How can you recognize him even though he's wrapped up so tightly? Isn't he wearing sunglasses and a mask?"

"Not to mention covering only her eyes and mouth, even if she went out with a plastic bag on, I could still recognize Sister Lou from her steps. Look at her palm-sized face, and her beautiful nose... No, the more I look at her, the more they look alike. I need to go ask!"

"Calm down and don't embarrass yourself, okay?"

The two were pulling each other, and Chi Lin hurried downstairs:

"I'm sorry I'm late. The teacher kept us from class. How long have you been waiting?"

"Stop talking and go." Lou Mi looked around and realized that someone might have recognized her.

The music for the physical exercise has already started. When a large group of people rush down, that would be really dangerous.

"Come, follow me, it's safe here." The two people were like agents carrying out a secret mission. Chi Lin pointed to the cargo elevator in the corner. This elevator is used to transport various equipment and large express deliveries all year round. Students usually don't take this elevator because there are few people.

The two of them were standing in front of the elevator waiting, and were stunned when the elevator door opened.

The inside was already filled with several large boxes.

The courier was quite embarrassed. He tried to move in as far as possible, almost getting into the box. He made some space with great difficulty and greeted enthusiastically:

"Come in quickly, or you'll have to wait a long time. There's a large batch of goods downstairs."

Chi Lin hesitated. She already knew that Lou Mi was a famous person of this era, and his fame was beyond her initial imagination.

I'm afraid she won't be happy if she is squeezed together with the express boxes.

"Let's go." Unexpectedly, Lou Mi flicked her face lightly, "What are you daydreaming about? How long do you want your teacher to wait?"

The two of them walked into the elevator one after the other, standing close to each other in the narrow space.

The scent of Lou Mi's perfume cannot be smelled at a certain distance, but once you get close, the unique fragrance will actively penetrate into other people's sense of smell.

Chi Lin's expression was a little unnatural, and he turned his face slightly away.

Lou Mi thought he had squeezed her, so he tried to move back as far as he could, trying to make some comfortable space for her.

Seeing that her back was about to hit the delivery box, Chi Lin quietly pulled the corner of her clothes, looked up at her and said:

"I'm fine, come over here..."

Lou Mi didn't expect her to be so obedient, and quickly took a few steps forward.

Since you asked me to come here, I won't be polite.

The author has something to say: Continue to send red envelopes~