Lu Zhi held his breath, he walked slowly to the third floor, and returned to the classroom before the bell rang.
The seventh class is still the same seventh class, full of smoky atmosphere, rich second-generation crowds.
Without Ning Zhen, Lu Zhi sat back in the penultimate row.
The tablemate is still standard Lin Zichuan.
In the back row are Chen Dongshu and Xiao Feng.
As soon as Chen Dongshu came back, he burst out laughing, "Brother Zhi walked around, the eyes of the girls above were all glowing, like a wolf seeing meat. How unfair, it's not that we don't have sports cars, why no one screamed for me What about cheering?"
Xiao Feng: "You have that money, you can try plastic surgery."
There was another commotion between the two.
The bang bang hit Lu Zhi's chair, and he turned his head with a frown: "Be quiet."
Only then did Chen Dongshu see that there was a math book on Lu Zhi's desk.
He stood up and leaned over to look: "Fuck, Function, Brother Zhi, do you understand?"
Lu Zhi's eyes sank, and he looked at him silently.
Chen Dongshu understood, he couldn't hold back his smile, but his shoulders were twitching: "You understand, you understand..."
Of course Lu Zhi couldn't understand.
It's not that easy to be a top student, he has no foundation, he knows nothing, it's strange if he understands it.
Those disgusting numbers and symbols made him look bad all the time.
Lin Zichuan could see clearly from the side, feeling a little helpless in his heart. It was still because of Ji Fei that we hadn't seen each other for a summer vacation. He thought that Ji Fei's thoughts on Lu Zhi had faded, but he didn't expect it to deepen.
This semester, Lu Zhi is no longer the "stupid student with no money" before, and his car clearly demonstrates the status of the Lu family.
But Lin Zichuan believes that Ji Fei is not such a superficial person, and it is precisely because of this that she does not love money, which makes it even more difficult to deal with.
He and Lu Zhi have known each other since they were young, the only young master of the Lu family has a cold expression on his face at such a young age.
At that time, a group of prominent children from City B were playing together, and Lu Zhi knew them. He stood by and watched with a wooden face. Among the boys, one said, "He doesn't have a mother."
"Where's his mother?"
"He died of illness or something. Anyway, my father said that he was a bad boy without his mother's education."
Xiao Lin Zichuan frowned: "Don't say such things."
"It's the truth, why don't you let people tell you?"
Xiao Lin Zichuan raised his head in a daze, and found that the little boy not far away who had been icy suddenly smiled.
Pale skin, dark eyes, looking in their direction.
He came over.
Grabbing the hair of the little boy who said he had no mother to teach: "What did you say?"
He was ruthless, obviously he was just a seven or eight year old child, he almost pulled out his hair.
The little boy wailed, and was pulled into tears by him.
Young Master Lu curled his lips, as calm as teasing an ant.
For the boys, Lu Zhi is an outsider.
The three little boys rushed forward to rescue their companions. Xiao Lin Zichuan looked into those dark eyes and dared not move for no reason.
Little Young Master Lu didn't care about the fists and kicks they greeted him, and with a smile, he tossed the "culprit" in his hands desperately.
Under everyone's horrified eyes, the child fainted from the pain.
Everyone was terrified, Young Master Lu squatted down, with shoe marks all over his body, and slowly wiped his hands on the unconscious person.
"..."
Xiao Lin Zichuan suddenly felt that the child was right.
Young Master Lu is indeed a bad boy.
horrible…
What's rare is that Lu Zhi has maintained this weird style of painting all the way to adulthood.
Lin Zichuan knew him well, but he also knew that Lu Zhi's heart was cold and cruel.
If Ji Fei refuses to give up, there will be no good results.
On an autumn night, there are no cicadas outside, but there are occasional unidentified insects chirping softly.
When Lin Zichuan saw Lu Zhi, he was doing math exercises very seriously.
The side face is cold, strangely focused.
The evening self-study teacher didn't give lectures, and sat on it to observe discipline. He couldn't help but glanced at the serious classmate Lu Zhi several times.
The young man clenched the pen in his hand, couldn't bear it anymore, and finally said, "Fuck." What a damn thing!
"..."
Chen Dongshu patted Lu Zhi on the shoulder: "Brother Zhi, you are already very 6, I will help you remember the time, you struggled for 23 minutes, 666!"
Lu Zhi slapped his hand off: "Go away."
"Forget it, brother Zhi, I don't understand, it's so annoying, let's get rid of it." Xiao Feng also persuaded.
Lu Zhi didn't say a word, frowned, stuffed the math book into the desk, and took out the English book.
Damn he doesn't believe in reciting words!
It turns out that he overestimated himself. He knew the 26 letters, but he didn't know the phonetic symbols. Tadpole-like symbols, he can only read a few indiscriminately.
In the third year of high school, boarding students have three periods of evening self-study, and day students only have two periods.
After the two classes were over, Lin Zichuan greeted Lu Zhi to go home.
Lu Zhi stood up and took the English book on the desk in his hand.
Chen Dongshu was amazed: "It's amazing, this perseverance."
Lu Zhi walked to the stairs and stood still: "You guys go."
"Brother Zhi, are you not leaving?"
So a group of busy people heard, Lu Zhi said in a very calm voice: "I want to ask an academic question."
"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha!" Everyone burst into laughter, and Lin Zichuan couldn't help but laugh too.
Xiao Feng said, "Brother Zhi, are you serious?"
Lu Zhileng glanced at them with cold eyes, and suddenly bent his lips: "Do you still think I'm joking?"
Don't laugh like that, we are still friends...
Okay, I know you're serious.
Chen Dongshu understood, Lu Zhi was probably waiting for Ning Zhen when he was stuck here.
Miss Xueba, tsk tsk, sympathize with the soft, cute and delicious Miss Xueba.
Ning Zhen put away her schoolbag and went downstairs with Tong Jia. Tong Jia chatted with her: "Your brother is also in third middle school?"
She was talking about Tang Zhuo, and Ning Zhen nodded.
"That little brother of yours looks hard to get along with. Does he bully you secretly? If he bullies you, I'll beat him up."
Ning Zhen's eyes crooked: "Yeah, I've been bullied, go and beat me up."
The expression on Tong Jia's face was stiff: "Huh? I'm really bullied. If I beat him... Will Mr. Xu let me hire a parent?"
Ning Zhen finally laughed out loud, the girl looked delicate and pretty, her eyes were shining brightly.
"Okay, Ning Zhenzhen, you can even deceive people, believe it if I hit you?"
The two girls were fighting and fighting, and stopped on the bottom floor.
The young man's slender body leaned against the wall, and he bent his eyes at Ning Zhen.
"Student, may I ask you a question?"
Although Tong Jia was infatuated with him, she only dared to flirt. Lu Zhi's aura was too strong, and when he got close to a gloomy and cold place, Yu Shanshan would not dare to do anything wrong, let alone her.
Tong Jia held Ning Zhen's arm, thinking how scary, damn... Lu Zhi wants to ask a question
She heard Ning Zhen's soft voice: "Lu Zhi, it's too late, I have to go home."
Lu Zhi pursed his lips and said slowly, "Your clothes are very fragrant."
Tong Jia thought, the clothes smell good? What the hell? She couldn't understand what he was saying, so she blinked and looked at Ning Zhen.
Ning Zhen was stunned for a moment, then realized, her face was flushed, and she wanted to cover his mouth with shame and anger.
She almost forgot that all the things she had for the game were still with Lu Zhi.
He he he even touched her clothes!
Ning Zhen blushed, and the young man tilted his head in disdain: "Student, do you teach me or not?"
Tong Jia: "It's too late, we..."
Ning Zhen: "Teach!"
"..."
Ning Zhen tried her best to keep her facial expression calm, and looked at Tong Jia: "Jia Jia, you should go back first, and be careful."
Tong Jia: "Oh... oh oh."
She is not Xia Xiaoshi, so she doesn't know the relationship between Lu Zhi and Ning Zhen. He had previously suspected that Lu Zhi liked Ning Zhen, but he was so big-hearted that he put this joke behind him in a blink of an eye.
But now when I think about it suddenly, a terrible idea pops up.
Lu Zhihe...wouldn't really like Zhenzhen.
Tong Jia's eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat: "Zhenzhen, remember to call me when you get home."
Lu Zhi is used to it, if she wants to do something to Zhen Zhen, she will call the police immediately.
Ning Zhen: "... Mmmm."
Lu Zhi snorted lightly, seeing through their little Jiujiu.
In room 102 on the first floor of the opposite teaching building, the door lock is broken.
Lu Zhi kicked open the door and turned on the light.
The lamps came on one by one, her face was pale, and her eyes were slightly squinted.
Lu Zhi was amused, she looked very calm...
"Lu Zhi, give me back my things." She really felt that she couldn't think, couldn't think about what Lu Zhi did to her clothes...
Among the costumes for the performance, there is a black tube top that shows the navel.
Shame on the thought!
He suppressed a smile: "Am I so talkative? If you want to let it go, you can let it go, and if you want to take it, you can take it away?"
"But, it was you who said to let you go there temporarily."
He was completely shameless: "It's me, I regretted it, and I don't want to pay it back, anyway, you owe me a set of clothes, right, so you can pay for that."
She was in total shock, is that okay
Before being framed for cheating, Lu Zhi bought her a piece of clothing, but he didn't want her to pay back the money.
Ning Zhen gritted her teeth: "Can I pay back the money?"
He smiled: "No, naive, little classmate." He thought for a while, raised his eyebrows, and carefully chose his words, "Didn't you see that I am rich?"
What a mess!
She didn't want to talk nonsense with him, anyway, she couldn't win these fallacies. Simply stop talking.
After Lu Zhi finished teasing her, he didn't think about business.
He spread out his English book: "Do me a favor, cutie, I don't know everything."
He was too calm, but his expression was serious.
Ning Zhen would not refuse such reasonable help.
Although things were developing step by step towards her previous life, she frowned, remembering that Lu Zhi did well in the college entrance examination in the end. It was surprisingly good.
He thinks learning is a good thing after all.
Ning Zhen sat down in the front row. He was not a good-looking guy. He sat on the table behind her and looked at her with a smile. He was quite a bit taller than her.
"Why don't you? Will you know 26 letters?"
He was dissatisfied: "How can such a mentally retarded thing not know, hey, Ning Zhen, do you look down on me so much?"
Obviously he can't say anything by himself.
She wanted to go home quickly, so she didn't bother with him.
"Do you know phonetic symbols?"
The boy's expression froze, and he spit out two words: "No."
She said: "Oh, let me teach you the phonetic symbols first." She is naturally gentle and kind, and she is quite suitable to be a teacher. She turned to the phonetic symbols on the last page.
Teach him naturally and fluently: "You read to me, a—"
Lu Zhi: "..."