Chu Zhi felt that there was something wrong with this topic, but there was nothing wrong with it.
She didn't doubt that Lu Jiaheng was one of the best, but she had never seen him take the initiative, let alone seduce him.
Chu Zhi blinked and leaned closer curiously: "How to seduce?"
The two huddled in the corner of the last row of the classroom, Lu Jiaheng sat next to the wall, and Chu Zhi sat next to him.
The classroom was full of people, and their voices were very low, but Gu Han, who had painted his nails next to him, could hear them.
Gu Han was stunned and wanted to pull Chuzhi over to say something, but he was not sure whether she should care about this matter.
She patted Lin Tong next to her and pointed to this side: "What's the matter with these two people? How did this pink water cup come here? Isn't he a junior? What is he doing in the elective class of his freshman year?"
Lin Tong didn't seem to care: "Oh, I called him here."
Gu Han: "… "
Gu Han shouted: "You traitor!"
Lin Tong said seriously: "I am a firm fan of the water cup party."
Gu Han frowned, lowered his voice and whispered to her: "But I don't think he is suitable for Azhi, a little, how to say... Not serious? What if Azhi really likes him and gets bullied? ?"
Lin Tong propped her chin with one hand and watched the impassioned speech of the teacher in front: "Well, I thought it too."
"What is the original?"
Lin Tong didn't speak, and seemed to be in a daze.
Before going to Cangyan Mountain on the eleventh, Lin Tong thought so too.
And she didn't even think that Lu Jiaheng had any other meanings for Chuzhi at that time, at most she was a little bit fond of or interested.
As a result, after a few days of onlookers, she felt that things seemed to be a little different from what she thought.
Especially when he was in the car when he came back, Lin Tong actually didn't fall asleep the whole time.
She thought, grinning happily: "Don't worry about it, this little girl in our family is not stupid. You didn't see her heartless appearance. It's not certain who will be bullied by whom in the end."
Gu Han was expressionless: "I want to cast a vote for the talented young seniors who have never met before."
Lu Jiaheng said that he was helping Chuzhi read the script, but he was really serious and serious about helping Chuzhi read the script.
Meticulous and undivided, the two of them started from the first scene of the female shopkeeper. He would help analyze the expression of each line.
Chu Zhi was out of class in the afternoon. When the elective get out of class ended, she just mentioned the rivalry between the knight and the female shopkeeper. Chu Zhi was going to go to the drama club after watching this episode, and said goodbye to Lin Tong and Gu Han.
The heating in the classroom was sufficient. Chu Zhi was wearing a pink mohair sweater. She was lying on the table. She looked fluffy and pointed at the script: "Do I have to be shy here?"
Lu Jiaheng paused, then got down, and said in a less enthusiastic tone, "No."
Chu Zhi was puzzled: "Don't you?"
"Well, you have to show a little indifference here. The type of men like knights is the type that will be brilliant if you give them some color. In fact, the actual drama does not need to be read out from the script. The actors will have a little understanding of their own and play better."
Chu Zhi had a cloudy look on her face.
"For example, this paragraph—" Lu Jiaheng pointed to the paragraph in the script, and continued solemnly: "Here, the knight is about to leave the store, the female store owner pretended to be very sad and passed out on the bed, and was picked up by the knight. The knight understands his heart, this is too much Fake, if you want to seduce the knight, you can't be too active, you have to be indifferent, so that he will feel a sense of loss after he leaves."
Chuzhi was humbly taught: "Do you want to change it?"
"Change," Lu Jia honed his back molars and said without smiling, "Let him get out, and leave the shop for Lao Tzu."
Chuzhi: "..."
Chu Zhi sighed and was worried: "Senior, that doesn't seem to be a seduction."
Lu Jiaheng said "oh", looked at her and asked for her opinion: "Then how are you going to come."
Chu Zhi frowned and thought seriously, but didn't speak, and was silent for a while.
Lu Jiaheng waited for a while, then suddenly said, "You can't tell anyway, come and try."
Chu Zhi raised her head: "Huh?"
He suddenly collapsed, his back collapsed, and he leaned back lazily: "You treat me as a knight now."
With his long legs stretched out, Lu Jiaheng leaned forward without warning, raised his eyes and hooked his lips, lowered his voice and said meaningfully, "Come and try to seduce me?"
The distance suddenly narrowed, his dark eyes stared straight at her, Chu Zhi subconsciously leaned back, and his face turned red again.
The sequelae of the 200 meters in the previous sports meeting followed closely.
She raised her hand in a swish, covered her left ear, and put it down immediately.
Lu Jiaheng stared at her closely, his smile deepened.
I found out a while ago that when she was embarrassed or guilty, she would unconsciously tug at her earlobe or touch her ears.
Even the little things are so cute.
He licked his lips and gave a low laugh. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward. The further back she went, the more he moved forward, with a soft voice: "Little Gardenia, have you become more and more shy recently?"
Chu Zhi was originally sitting on the side facing him. He moved forward and she moved back. Her upper body leaned back more and more. She grabbed the edge of the table tightly, and her shoulders slumped to maintain her balance. Started shaking.
She let out a low whimper, her voice thin, and hurriedly said: "Don't go forward..."
It had been a long time since get out of class ended, and everyone in the classroom had left, leaving only the two of them in the last row in the large, empty classroom.
In the classroom on the first floor, the snow outside the window looks like a thin layer of frosting on a chocolate cake.
The heating in the classroom is sufficient, and the warmth makes people feel that their hearts are starting to heat up.
Chu Zhi grabbed the back of the chair with one hand and the edge of the table with the other, trying to push him but couldn't help, feeling like she was about to cry.
Just when she thought she was going to lie directly on the chair in the next second, Lu Jiaheng opened her lips slightly, suddenly let out a shallow breath, stretched out her arms, and crossed her side to support her back.
The temperature of his palm was warm, and he held her firmly behind her back, holding her forward and gently scooping her up, and the man finally leaned back into the chair.
Chu Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, and after calming down, she blushed and frowned angrily. Just as she was about to speak, the phone rang.
She turned it over and glanced at the caller ID, and it was followed by a crisp "Senior."
"… "
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth drooping.
When she hung up the phone, he raised his eyelids: "going?"
Chuzhi sorted things out and nodded.
Lu Jiaheng slumped on the seat, looking sad: "Oh."
Chu Zhi didn't want to ignore him.
She put the script and books in her schoolbag, stood up, grabbed her coat and shook it away. After thinking about it, she should still thank you: "Senior, thank you today."
Lu Jiaheng turned around, leaned sideways against the edge of the table and watched her put on her coat slowly, raised her hand and grabbed the white woolen scarf on the back of the chair next to it, and handed it over, she also stood up: "Go to the drama club?"
"Yeah." Chu Zhi took the scarf and put it on. The scarf was a little long. She circled it several times, and pulled the scarf up with her head down. After finishing it, the scarf covered the tip of her chin.
She didn't tie her hair today, her long hair was loose, and a white woolen scarf was wrapped around it.
Lu Jiaheng put down Erlang's legs, and he stood up and grabbed his jacket: "Let's go, I'll take you off, can you watch the rehearsal?"
Chu Zhi had already fully armed with her bulging clothes, and the scarf was pulled up again, covering her mouth and nose, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.
This person just deliberately teased her, and now it's too much to look like nothing happened.
Chu Zhi hid the tip of her nose in the scarf and muttered, "No."
Lu Jiaheng is like the protagonist in "bleah" who is ready to face the enemy head-on. His coat is like a feather weave, he shakes handsomely, and puts on his shirt flying, thinking to himself: "It's okay, you can watch it."
Chuzhi: "..."
How can this man talk to himself like this!
Chu Zhi didn't leave, standing at the back door of the classroom staring at him: "Senior, you are wrong."
Lu Jiaheng smiled lightly, with a cute, innocent expression and confused: "Huh?"
"Can you not always be like this in the future—" Chu Zhi frowned, thinking for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable word that could express her meaning.
He must do this to pretty girls.
When I think it's fun, I play with it, and then I look like nothing has happened.
His face was not red and his heart was not beating, but he was so close.
How can there be such a jerk man.
Why is there such a rude man.
The small emotions accumulated and continued to expand. Chuzhi rubbed the tip of her nose against the scarf, her long eyelashes drooped down, and she looked unhappy.
The voice was small and muffled: "Lu Jiaheng bastard."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."
In the rest area of the bowling alley, Lu Jiaheng leaned on the sofa listlessly and stared at the front in a daze.
With a ball in his hand, Cheng Yi stood coquettishly in the pitching area in front of the fairway, twirling and jumping, sending it out with his hands down, hitting all the shots.
Cheng Yi also snorted, and continued to spin and jump in a coquettish way to exit the stage, rubbing against Lu Jiaheng and hooking his shoulder: "I've been in a slump recently, and I'm in a daze every day, what has my soul taken away?"
A man next to him came over and pressed the screen of his mobile phone, and the beating Arabic numerals on the stopwatch stopped: "For more than eight minutes, he just stared at the ball for more than eight minutes without blinking a few times. "
"How do you know he didn't blink."
"I've been watching."
"Then you're boring too." Cheng Yi was speechless, and patted Lu Jiaheng on the shoulder, "Your Highness, do you have anything on your mind, please tell me."
Cheng Yi originally thought that Lu Jiaheng would ignore him noble and glamorous, or say "you are very busy" or something.
After a few minutes of silence, he said lightly, "I was scolded."
Pinch the stopwatch to time the man who was standing beside him drinking water. Hearing that, a mouthful of water spurted out, and the crystal clear water column drew a perfect arc in mid-air, and splattered on Lin Boyang's arm.
Young Master Lin became irritable, jumping two feet away while greeting relatives, his facial expression contorted with anger.
The stopwatch timer rubbed the sleeves of his clothes indiscriminately, and his eyes widened: "Who is it, male or female? What are you scolding? Are you still alive?"
Lu Jiaheng didn't answer, pursed his lips, showing a slightly confused expression.
Cheng Yi coughed lightly, sat down beside Lu Jiaheng, and said in a low voice, "Your elementary school girl scolds?"
Lu Jiaheng was absent-minded: "Well."
"What did you scold you for?"
"Son of a bitch."
Cheng Yi: "..."
Cheng Yi was shocked: "Lu Jiaheng, what the hell did you do to other people's little girls?!"
Lu Jiaheng didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
He thought that things were going in the right direction.
For example, recently, as long as he approached, Chu Zhi would be shy, would not dare to look at him, and would look away in a little panic.
This has never been the case before.
As a result, he was scolded.
Not only was he scolded, but for several days after that day, the phone was not answered, the text messages disappeared, and even his little comrade-in-arms Lin Tong was silent.
Lu Jiaheng was annoyed when she thought that she was going to arrange a play, and she was going to play against the "senior" who didn't know who she was, and she was angry for some reason.
He has never felt that his emotions are completely affected by a girl, and he has never felt it before.
He was paralyzed on the sofa as if he had no bones, his long legs were slightly bent, his brows were frowned, and his thin lips were pursed into lines.
Cheng Yi squeezed his throat and said sharply: "Our Crown Prince is so handsome when he is down~~"
Lin Boyang rolled his eyes: "Stupid."
It was another fierce battle between the two of you, and the man who kept the time on the stopwatch heard it for a long time and heard that it was because of the girl. She passed through the battlefield unscathed, and pressed her butt to Lu Jiaheng's side. : "Brother Heng, look, what women see in men is nothing more than the third child, house, and money—"
He deliberately paused for a while, and then said meaningfully, "The lifeblood."
Lu Jiaheng: "..."