It was already half past nine in the evening when Huo Lu took the key and stopped by to drive.
"Brother, do you know how much I paid for the parking fee?" She turned the steering wheel back and honked the horn twice in front of her: "It's not easy for you to park on the edge of Joy City, ten yuan for the first hour , the last fifteen, it actually cost me eighty-five."
Pei Zhuo was still replying to his parents on WeChat, and it took half a minute before he realized that the call was off: "Lu Lin said he wanted to send me off."
Huo Lu clicked his tongue: "In a word, Chief Lu, you don't even need a car."
"No way, I can't take care of so much."
"Next week is the parents' meeting. Brother, you should prepare in advance. You'd better read the student roster and report card twice." Huo Lu continued: "Now parents have no time to manage their studies, and they are worried about their grades and rankings. You are more anxious than anyone else, and if you show your timidity, people can complain to the grade leader and say that you have neglected your duties."
"I've already started working on PPT, and they've been calling a lot in the past few days."
Before chatting for a few words, another parent cut in, Pei Zhuo hastily explained to Huo Lu, then turned around and answered the phone.
"Teacher Pei, I'm Liu Chenxi's mother," the parent said quickly, "My child seems to have been doing poorly in English recently. I called you earlier, do you still remember?"
Pei Zhuo hummed, flipped through the workbook and listened to her narration.
The parents had a lot of things on their minds, and it was easy to lose the point when they said it. After listening for a while, he couldn't find a chance to interrupt, so he drew two circles on the unfinished items with a pencil, and continued to listen to the person.
"He has a poor foundation and needs to memorize more words and expand his vocabulary."
"I know about this, but the child still has to be urged by you. He just won't listen to what I talk at home. It's really annoying. When we were studying..."
Seeing Pei Zhuo sitting in the distance for a long time, Ah Mao came over wagging his tail and took the comb into his hand.
Pei Zhuo took the comb and brushed its back, explaining a few words from time to time, and continued talking while listening to the loud voice on the phone.
"Then please, Mr. Pei." He didn't understand his instructions at all, and said to himself: "You beat him more, if you don't, you can do it!"
When the call was hung up, another call came in seamlessly.
"Teacher Pei," another student muttered, "Can I not sign the test scores this time?"
Pei Zhuo shook the comb, Dalmatian turned over consciously, raised his head and rubbed against his palm.
"Every time my dad sees that I fail the exam, he punishes me not to eat, and punishes me to kneel on the washboard in the bathroom." The student was about to cry: "Mr. Lu also talked to him several times, there is no way, you Can you help me?"
Pei Zhuo sighed: "In the future, if you don't understand in get out of class, ask me in time after class."
"I'm always sleepy, I'm sorry," the student felt guilty, "Thank you, Teacher Pei."
After a series of text messages and phone calls were processed, it was dark before dinner was cooked.
The cold wind is howling outside, sometimes the wind is so strong that even the windows vibrate.
Pei Zhuo got out of the shower, lay down on the bed and began to read WeChat.
The last time Lu Lin chatted with him was Monday, and then Thursday.
According to the rhythm, this returns to his past teasing.
Drowsiness surged up, making Pei Zhuo's eyelids heavy.
He rolled over under the quilt and didn't even turn off the phone screen when he fell asleep.
Fast forward to Monday.
Lu Lin waited all afternoon on Saturday and another afternoon on Sunday, but he didn't wait for Pei Zhuo to talk to him.
He felt a little uneasy.
Lu Lin is a careful person, but most of the occasions when he is careful are related to work, and he rarely thinks too much about his friends.
He remembered that Pei Zhuo was almost injured at the sports meeting, and he had agreed to have dinner together on Saturday and he missed the appointment, vaguely feeling that he had done something wrong.
After buying the book, there was no exchange of words, as if angry.
As soon as the new curriculum standards came out, the language group had too much work to do, and the homework was piled up and corrected.
These explanations are like excuses, it is better not to explain.
There is no English class in the morning, and after the Chinese class, there will be a teaching and research meeting. One thing after another, it seems that I can never finish.
Group leader Peng is a hale and hearty old lady, tapping on the screen to explain the key points of teaching to them, and the conference room smells of moldy paper.
When Lu Lin was taking notes, he looked up by chance and found that Huo Lu was dozing off, nodding his head again and again, almost falling on the table.
He fixed his eyes for a moment, and the nib of the pen stopped for a few seconds on the next line, and did not write any further.
He couldn't help but start thinking about the relationship between the two of them.
Maybe a very close friend.
"Now the new curriculum standard emphasizes all-round development, and it must be people-oriented," Team Leader Peng emphasized again: "The teaching process must be closely related to the real life, and you cannot follow the teaching plan."
Everyone was drowsy, and a teacher was secretly eating biscuits.
Group leader Peng just pretended not to see it: "Okay, I'm here today, there are three people who haven't sent me the documents, hurry up."
Lu Lin put away his notebook, and when he looked up again, he found Pei Zhuo waiting outside.
He was wearing a silver-gray coat today, with a high collar, and soft hair on the side of his ears hanging on the edge.
The two looked at each other from a distance, as if they had exchanged something.
"Hey, don't go, don't go, what do you think about the public class that Lao Lu said last time? Have you discussed it in private?"
The others had their paper bags in their arms, and stopped halfway to chat with the team leader, and the talk lasted another five or six minutes.
Lu Lin noticed that Pei Zhuo was still waiting outside, and couldn't help but look out the window more.
He felt a little hot in his heart, and wanted to go out to see him early.
"I'm relieved when you say that," the old lady waved her hand: "Go to dinner, and remember to hand in my email address before Thursday."
Everyone responded in unison, opened the door and went out.
Huo Lu walked in front, seeing Pei Zhuo waiting for him, he smiled and approached him: "Let's go, let's eat."
Pei Zhuo turned around and went downstairs with her: "Why did the meeting take so long?"
"Sister Peng forgot to explain something, and she made up a few words before the meeting ended." Huo Lu walked down the steps with him, walking briskly: "What will we eat later? Bibimbap?"
"Is it a little promising?"
Lu Lin walked behind the crowd, frowning and looking away.
It turned out that he was not waiting for him, but that he was thinking too much.
"Teacher Pei has a good eye. He's looking for our cutie Huo Huo for dinner." A young teacher in front of him was joking: "Aren't you two in a relationship?"
"How could it be?" Pei Zhuo kept walking, holding the car key in his hand: "Let's go first, see you later."
"Okay, bye."
December is not only windy, but when it gets cold, even the tips of your ears can freeze.
The students are studying for the exam in the warm classroom, and they are listless.
After the results of the mid-term exam this time, the average score in the class ranked second, and the average English score ranked first, but Zhang Lu, a student at the bottom of the crane, only passed the exam forty, relying on two full marks to pull him.
Zhang Lu's father is the brother-in-law of the grade director, so he invited a few teachers from a class to have a meal together, and with a smile on his face, he wanted to ask the teachers to help their children go further.
The restaurant is a seafood restaurant, and the boxes are decorated with cheap sandalwood incense.
"Come, come, sit down." Father Zhang enthusiastically said, "Can everyone eat spicy food? This restaurant is a specialty of mustard and ginseng. Let's try it later!"
Pei Zhuo had a cold, so he didn't pay attention to the position when he sat down, it happened to be on Lu Lin's right side.
The man glanced sideways at him, and continued to listen to the Zhang family couple talking about their children.
The child is still playing basketball with his friends on the playground, and he has no idea that his parents are dry talking about what he said.
"This child is in adolescence now, and he will be annoyed if we talk too much," Zhang's mother sighed, and poured wine for the teachers in a circle: "I'm bothering you today. I heard that you are very busy recently."
Pei Zhuo had held meetings for several days and didn't have a good rest. At this moment, he started to feel drowsy after smelling the sandalwood fragrance. He didn't take part in their chatting, and nodded occasionally, so he didn't reveal too much.
When the ten dishes were served, everyone started to use their chopsticks to help appease the anxious parents.
Seeing that Pei Zhuo ate very little, Lu Lin asked, "Uncomfortable?"
Pei Zhuo took a sip of the rice soup and lowered his voice, "I'm not used to it."
It was all meat and vegetables in thick oily red sauce, and the green vegetables were also made of oil. He only picked up a few pieces of steamed fish, so it was right to come and accompany him for a cutscene.
Lu Lin chatted briefly with Zhang's father, and casually asked, "Do you have noodles in clear soup?"
"Yes, yes, it turns out that Teacher Lu likes to eat noodles." Dad Zhang greeted, "A few more noodles in clear soup!"
"Put less oil," Lu Lin said naturally, "I have a bad stomach recently."
"Does Teacher Lu drink porridge?" Zhang's father was afraid that he wouldn't take good care of the head teacher's taste and spoil the big deal: "I heard that the crab porridge here is very nourishing, let's try some too?"
Lu Lin looked at Pei Zhuo: "Want some porridge?"
"Noodles in clear soup are enough." Pei Zhuo looked at him, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."
Not long after, the waiter brought over a large portion of thin noodles.
Lu Lin got up and scooped up a bowl for him, and scooped up a bowl for himself for the sake of Zhang's father, but he didn't eat much.
Pei Zhuo ate very slowly due to sleepiness, and he still remembered the forty unfinished papers in the office.
By the time the meal was finished, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
The teachers greeted the couple again at the door and bid farewell, and did not stay long in the cold wind.
It is very close to Jinyuan Road, and you can walk to the community in five minutes.
Lu Lin didn't want to chat with him anymore, but when he came to the door, he couldn't help but want to send him back.
"Teacher Pei is sick?" He asked, "Shall I walk with you?"
Pei Zhuo nodded.
He's sleepy and cold right now and just wants to go home and take a hot shower and sleep.
If you can't finish the homework, just delay it for another day. It is easy to make mistakes if you insist on it.
Lu Lin wanted to shield him from the wind, so he walked in front of him, neither fast nor slow.
Pei Zhuo wrapped his scarf tightly and followed behind, still feeling a bit cold.
Vehicles roared by the side of the road, and the ginkgo trees were blown by the wind.
Lu Lin walked halfway, but still called him.
"Teacher Pei."
Pei Zhuo replied in a daze.
Lu Lin stopped.
"It's not very safe to fall in love at school."
Pei Zhuo actually didn't fully hear what he was saying, he just kept walking with his head down, and didn't see the person in front of him stop.
When he leaned on Lu Lin's back, his footsteps wobbled, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't turn the corner, and he didn't move for a while.
Lu Lin was leaned on by him, and when he turned around, he saw the scarf wrapped around his neck several times, raised his hand to trim the edge of the scarf, and covered his frozen red ears.
Pei Zhuo let him touch the side of his face, and after eating a bowl of noodles in clear soup, he was already sleepy: "What did Teacher Lu just say?"
The street lamps were dim, and they just shone on them, like the lighting of a stage play.
"Sleep more, and remember to take medicine when you are sick." Lu Lin straightened the scarf, and her tone subconsciously slowed down a lot.
"Let's go, go home early."
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