There was only the sound of bamboo leaves swaying slightly in the wind, and Lou Xuan's aura just now disappeared without a trace: "You, how do you know..."
"What did you do that you don't know?"
Lou Xuan blushed and shouted, "What did I do!"
"Don't shout, people think we're fighting." After finishing speaking, Ding Xuerun held Lou Xuan's cheek with both hands, tiptoed and lightly touched his ear with his lips, looked at him and said, "You're like this."
Lou Xuan was completely stunned, looking at Ding Xuerun in the night, unable to say a word.
"Let's go, don't be dazed." He grabbed Lou Xuan's wrist.
Lou Xuan followed him blankly: "Where are you going?"
"your home."
"... Oh." Lou Xuan couldn't help touching her ears, it was so hot.
He was a little elusive about Ding Xuerun's intentions, but he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't even dare to turn on the light when he entered the door, for fear that he wouldn't be able to hide his blushing face.
He ran upstairs quickly, and Ding Xuerun turned on the light in the living room: "Come down for supper, and take down the books."
Lou Xuan asked on the second floor, "What book are you taking?"
"Textbooks, do you have textbooks for the first year of high school at home? If you have any, take them down, Lou Xuan, which subject do you want to learn?"
"... you want to give me a lecture?"
"Well," Ding Xuerun looked up at him standing on the second floor, "You don't want to hear it?"
"...I want to hear it." Feeling uncomfortable, Lou Xuan touched his ears, wondering why Ding Xuerun did this... Did he really find out what he did this morning
Ding Xuerun bit the rice in a bamboo tube on the plate, and poured two cups of warm water.
Lou Xuan changed into pajamas and came down with a few textbooks in his hands. He really couldn't find the old textbooks, probably lost them.
Ding Xuerun also took out the materials from his schoolbag, and patted the sofa seat beside him: "Sit here."
Lou Xuan sat next to him a little awkwardly, involuntarily glanced at his ears, then at his rosy mouth. He thought of Ding Xuerun kissing his ear on tiptoe just now, and also thought of Ding Xuerun kissing his lips when he was drunk.
Ding Xuerun gave him the chopsticks: "Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry, I was waiting for you to eat supper..." Then I saw you walking out with other class flowers and buying bamboo rice for them...
"Just eat this, eat first, and if you're hungry again after studying, I'll make you a supper."
Lou Xuan nodded and said yes.
Ding Xuerun asked him, "Where are the notes you took during the few days I left?"
"It's all here, look." Lou Xuan honestly handed in the homework as if he was facing the teacher's students.
Ding Xuerun flipped through it and asked, "Can you do the questions in the freshman year of high school?"
Lou Xuan was extremely honest: "Probably not..."
"I brought junior high school materials." Ding Xuerun printed some junior high school questions and sorted out a mathematical formula. He has all the materials for each subject.
Lou Xuan was a little embarrassed. He was about to enter his third year of high school, and he had just started to do junior high school questions, and he didn't know how to do it. It's too embarrassing... He picked up the materials and began to read.
Ding Xuerun said: "Science is about memorizing formulas. If you find formulas difficult, then try studying liberal arts. You can memorize a lot of liberal arts."
"Then I'll study science." Lou Xuan scratched his head.
"Then I'll start teaching you mathematics." Ding Xuerun's method is to give Lou Xuan a typical problem, and then give the corresponding formula, and tell him what formula it is, what principle it is, and how to apply it. The process of explaining it is extremely patient. , He said it three times in a row, and if Lou Xuan still didn't understand, he would say it four times or five times.
Lou Xuan was confused and didn't dare to ask why, let alone say that he didn't want to listen or study, so he just listened to it for two hours inexplicably, memorized several junior high school formulas, and knew how to use them.
It was half past eleven.
Ding Xuerun's voice was a little hoarse, Lou Xuan immediately went to pour warm water for him, and pulled out a few candies: "Moisturize the throat."
Ding Xuerun peeled off the candy wrapper and felt that the candy looked very familiar: "Is this the one? You said it tastes like mine?"
Lou Xuan was embarrassed, and said "um".
"I don't even know what smell I have." Ding Xuerun put the sugar in his mouth while clearing the tea table, "That's all for today, I won't tell you too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to digest it."
Lou Xuan touched his nose and nodded.
Ding Xuerun stood up and was about to wash up when he suddenly remembered something and asked Lou Xuan, "Is there something you didn't give me?"
"No," he was at a loss, "Aren't all the notes here?"
Ding Xuerun spat out two words: "Love letter."
Lou Xuan: "..."
"Is that for me? You hide it and don't want to give it to me. Are you afraid that I will fall in love?"
Lou Xuan was speechless.
Ding Xuerun was standing while Lou Xuan was sitting, he looked down into Lou Xuan's eyes: "You like her, that's why you were so impulsive just now?"
"... How is it possible! Who is she? How could I like her???" Lou Xuan was irritable.
"Then who do you like?" Ding Xuerun looked at him calmly.
"I..." Lou Xuan stared at him with confusion on his face.
Ding Xuerun and him looked at each other for a few seconds, and then asked another way: "You don't like him, why hide the love letter he gave me?"
"That, that is..." Lou Xuan argued, "Her handwriting is too ugly! I can't understand it!"
"Where are the love letters?"
"do not know!"
Ding Xuerun smiled suddenly, and the round toffee touched her cheeks, forming a round shape on her cheeks: "You don't want to give it to me?"
Lou Xuan sat, muttering uncomfortably: "I don't want to..."
"Do you know why?" Ding Xuerun bent over and approached his face with watery eyes, "Idiot."
Lou Xuan has lost the ability to quibble, he wants to deny that he is not a fool, he is not stupid at all, okay, but when he smells the strawberry-filled toffee smell when Ding Xuerun speaks, he seems to have lost his judgment and lost himself , staring at him blankly with dark eyes.
Ding Xuerun sighed, and straightened up again: "Tomorrow I have a speech, I have to get up at five o'clock, and I have to be at school at half past six. I'll wake you up when I cook for you?"
Lou Xuan shook his head: "Let me order takeaway, don't do it yourself, sleep a little longer, cooking is very tiring." He was thinking about whether to invite another aunt to cook at home.
"Aren't you going to compete in two days? Takeaway is easy to get diarrhea."
Lou Xuan couldn't refuse, so he agreed.
He couldn't sleep at night, so he took out the love letter in the book and opened it. Girls' love letters are always fragrant, with a strawberry smell. Lou Xun was upset: "I actually know that Runrun tastes like strawberry..."
When he saw the beautiful handwriting, he was even more upset, especially the love letter was beautifully written. Lou Xuan, an uneducated person, thought it was well written.
It's a good thing he confiscated it, otherwise what would happen if Ding Xuerun saw it.
After reading it, Lou Xuan threw away the love letter.
Ding Xuerun is not only good at mathematics, but also talented in literature. But his speech was not the usual cadence, his voice was very gentle and very perceptive, so that all the students of all grades standing below were desperately tiptoeing up to see what this real Xueba looks like.
"Looking at the newspaper, the ID photo is quite handsome..." Lou Xuan heard someone say that.
During the big class break, a group of students came outside to see what Ding Xuerun looked like. They came in a group, including men and women, and surrounded the back door with curiosity on their faces.
Lou Xuan couldn't take it anymore, and muttered: "What are you looking at, are you going to come in and ask for a QQ number later? A bunch of perverts!"
"Look at mine, not yours, what's there to be angry about?"
"It's just not possible, it depends on you!"
Ding Xuerun smiled: "Don't worry, I won't get along with others."
Lou Xuan could understand what he meant, her face blushed suddenly, and she suddenly felt ashamed, so she buried herself in the book and pretended to be dumb.
Maybe some people simply think that Ding Xuerun is educated and good-looking, and they really came in to ask for his contact information. Lou Xuan had experienced these things when he was in elementary school. When he was a child, because he was very handsome and well dressed, he was full of self-confidence, and he walked with his nostrils upturned. When the primary school students saw how attractive he was, they thought he was even more handsome, and many people confessed to him.
He has long been used to it, but when Ding Xuerun encountered this kind of thing, Lou Xuan was the first to help him refuse: "No! Does he look like a person who uses a mobile phone? If he plays QQ space, can he win the IMO championship? Go away , don't you know I'm at the same table."
Ding Xuerun pampered him without saying anything.
Lou Xuan's competition lasted for two days, Friday and Saturday. Ding Xuerun didn't go on Friday, so he heard Lou Xuan's happy announcement, saying that he had won the first round of the championship. There was also class on Saturday, so in order to cheer for Lou Xuan, he asked for a leave of absence.
Because his situation was different from other students, it was very easy for Lao Dou to grant him leave.
This year's CRRC racing competition in their city was more luxurious than in previous years. Ding Xuerun saw the huge sign and even made a sculpture, which read the 20XX "Xisheng Mining Cup" National Road Motorcycle Championship.
There are nearly one hundred drivers participating in the competition this year, and more than 20 teams. After the first round of the competition yesterday, more than half of the teams were eliminated, leaving only thirty or forty drivers.
Ding Xuerun took the ticket given to him by Lou Xun and sat in a good seat. He was going to call Lou Xun to ask where he was and what the name of their team was, but he stood in the stands and bowed his head to the race Dao took a look, and immediately caught a glimpse of a coquettish big red motorcade.
Several modified motorcycles were all painted bright red, and a double happiness word that blinded people's eyes was printed on the body.
When Ding Xuerun heard the "Xilinmen Team" on the radio, he couldn't laugh or cry. He took out his mobile phone and sent Lou Xuan a cheering message, and he sat down to watch the game seriously.
The drivers participating in the competition were all wearing helmets and fluid suits, but Ding Xuerun recognized at a glance which one was Lou Xun. Lou Xun was tall and long-legged, so he was very conspicuous even if he didn't show his face.
The second round of qualifying started at 4:00 pm. Because it was a car race, the race went very fast. Ding Xuerun stood up to watch. He locked his eyes on Lou Xuan, and saw him leading the race, gliding knee-skimming on the curve. Even though I knew that he had protective gear on his knees, I still felt very distressed, afraid that he would bump into it and get hurt.
Although it was his first time to participate in a CRRC race, but because of the high starting point, he usually went to practice when he had nothing to do, and he had a private racing track, which made him like a dark horse, and other drivers could not catch up with him.
At the end of the second round, Lou Xuan took the first place. He won the first place yesterday, and today he is the first again, so he deservedly won the championship. The Xilinmen team won a team award.
When exiting the arena, Ding Xuerun heard some loyal fans of CRRC say: "No way, the group award and the individual award have been taken away by that Xilinmen? I have never heard of this team. The name is like a joke. It is too funny." it's..."
"Didn't you see what kind of cars the Renxilinmen team has? I rely on the collective to modify Harleys, and there are Kawasaki Ninjas, 250cc Harleys. My God, I don't know where to buy such lightweight Harleys... "
The displacement of 250cc is too small. Lou Xuan doesn’t usually ride this kind of bike. He has a huge displacement on the road, which is more attractive than ordinary sports cars. If it is not for participating in the competition, he would not buy this kind of bike. .
After winning the championship, Lou Xuan was still very happy. He wore a racing suit and took various pictures with the trophy, laughing until his eyes disappeared. Some media asked him to do a gesture of kissing the trophy. Lou Xuan disliked that too many people had touched this trophy, so he refused to kiss it.
After the game, he was going to have a dinner with his teammates, but because not only Ding Xuerun came, but also several of his younger brothers came to watch his game, so he had to communicate with his teammates and said that everyone should eat together.
He is the captain, he is what he says.
Lou Xuan introduced Ding Xuerun to his teammates and said that I was at the same table: "World champion, awesome?"
"World champion?" There are five of his teammates. Three are older than him, one is about his age but has already gone to college, and one is only in the third year of junior high school.
"He is engaged in competitions, yes, Tsinghua University and Peking University are vying for the world champion in mathematics, and they are all starting to fight!"
This kind of bully is different from the bully in the ordinary sense. It always makes people feel admirable and distanced. Moreover, Ding Xuerun originally gave people a kind of high-cold feeling that was not easy to contact.
During dinner parties, drinking is always an issue. Everyone knows that Lou Xuan doesn't drink, and everyone knows that he has a cleanliness habit. When eating with him, everyone always uses serving chopsticks politely.
Ding Xuerun wanted to drink, he drank less, and he didn't drink if he didn't drink, usually when he wanted to drink, he had a purpose.
Lou Xuan took a bite of the food, leaned over and asked him, "Are you still making up lessons tonight?"
"Do you want to go to class?"
"Is the supplementary language okay?"
A subject like Chinese is not suitable for people like Lou Xuan who don't know a lot of big characters to learn. It's really late to start supplementing Chinese now, but Lou Xuan really wants to learn it—he also wants to write such a beautiful love letter.
Ding Xuerun said yes, and asked him calmly, "Do you have a drink?"
"I'll just drink tea."
Ding Xuerun stood up, went to the freezer and took out a can of Coke. He opened the can and inserted a straw into the fizzy carbonated drink.
Lou Xuan thought he wanted to drink, but Ding Xuerun sat down and pushed the can in front of him.
As if he could understand what Ding Xuerun meant, he swallowed, his palms were sweating, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
On the track today, he was almost overtaken by someone from a corner, and he was not so nervous.
Ding Xuerun looked at him and said softly, "Lou Xuan, do you want to drink?"
Lou Xuan responded in a low voice, lowered her head and took a sip with the straw in her mouth. As the carbonated drink slipped down his throat, he became even more eager, looking at Ding Xuerun with hot eyes, and wanted to... kiss him.