On the second day, the program is only in the morning, and the afternoon is free activity-holiday.
The seats have changed a bit, but Qiao Lin is still empty.
Chuzheng sat down beside him and looked at the stage with a light expression.
Qiao Lin's attention was not on the stage, but on Chuzheng.
He tossed and turned last night and didn't sleep all night.
He didn't know what he was thinking, he was confused.
Qiao Lin's eyelashes drooped down and fell on Chuzheng's hand casually resting on the back of the chair.
The hands were beautiful, slender and slender.
Qiao Lin stared at those hands for a long time, then carefully stretched out his hand and placed it beside Chuzheng.
The next second he retracted and looked at the stage.
But soon, Qiao Lin couldn't help but put his hand back.
The back of the chair is very narrow, and he only needs to move slightly to the side to touch her.
Qiao Lin took a deep breath, and as soon as her fingertips moved, Chuzheng withdrew her hand. She took a look at her phone.
Qiao Lin saw that it was a text message.
No remarks.
Chuzheng deleted it after reading it, and blocked it.
Aunt didn't give up, and she didn't know whose cell phone she used to send it to her.
She can't get close to her now, she can only use this method.
Chuzheng put down her phone and turned her head to meet Qiao Lin's gaze.
She was stunned: "what's the matter?"
Qiao Lin lowered his eyes and shook his head. He put his hands back in front of him and focused on watching the show on the stage.
Chuzheng suddenly raised his hand and touched his head: "I'll see you off after school later, don't run around."
Qiao Lin's head was pressed and rubbed, his body stiffened for a moment, he didn't even think about throwing it away, but nodded: "Well."
There were people everywhere, and Chuzheng withdrew his hand after only touching it twice.
Qiao Lin turned to the side, supported his forehead with his hand, and slowly touched his hair with his fingertips.
Her actions just now...
So skilled.
Has she touched anyone like this before
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The last show ended, and the host said the closing remarks.
Just when everyone thought it was over and they were ready to leave.
The light in the entire auditorium disappeared with a snap, sinking into darkness.
"power cut?"
"Don't move, don't move, don't move."
"Don't step on me!"
Exclamations and the teacher's voice to maintain order sounded one after another.
The next second, a beam of light hit the audience.
"Don't rush away, everyone, we have prepared the last show, please enjoy it. Below is a piano solo by Qiao Lin from Class 322 of Senior High School."
The beam of light hit Qiao Lin at this time.
Chuzheng had stood up just now, outside the passage, the beam did not reach her.
All eyes were on Qiao Lin, including the school leaders in the front row and the leaders from above.
Qiao Lin was stunned for a moment, then frowned.
The voice on the stage continued: "Everyone is warmly welcome!"
The leaders below laughed happily: "What about the finale?"
How did the principal know about this: "Hahaha, I don't know what surprises these children have made."
"Young people just have ideas, so let's take a look."
"That's fine too."
The leaders all sat back.
Qiao Lin got up, but instead of going to the stage, he went straight out of the auditorium.
"… "
The space fell into an awkward silence.
Chu Zheng chased Qiao Lin out.
But in a few seconds, there are still people outside.
Who did it in the end!
Chuzheng went back to the backstage and held the host just now: "Who told you to say this last?"
The host, who is also a school, was startled by Chuzheng and said, "Meng... Meng Yu."
Meng Yu.
This dog thing!
Chu Zheng walked outside with a cold face.
Someone called her from behind.
"Mr. Ruan, we will have a meeting in a while..."
"I take a leave."
"Teacher Ruan!!"
Chuzheng looked around, but couldn't find Qiao Lin.
There is no class in the afternoon, everyone can go home directly after the end.
The students at the school were almost gone in no time, leaving only the students on duty to pick up the slack.
Chuzheng called Qiao Lin, but no one answered.
Chuzheng felt that he should install a locator for Qiao Lin.
hum.
A message appeared on Chuzheng's phone.
[Qiao Lin: Teacher, I'm going home. 】
[Chuzheng: Can you find the way? 】
[Qiao Lin: The driver picks up. 】
【Chuzheng:… 】
[Chuzheng: Tell me when you get home. 】
It took a while for Qiao Rong to return.
[Qiao Lin: Hmm. 】
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Saturday.
Chuzheng was lying on the sofa without any image, watching boring documentaries.
Change the station every once in a while, change the station every now and then...
【Miss, are you bored? 】
Chuzheng immediately put on a serious face: "No."
[But I see that you look very boring. 】
"No, you read it wrong."
[… ] I didn’t even say I was going to send out a mission, so why are you so nervous
Chuzheng was thinking about how to fool the King, when the door suddenly rang.
Very softly.
Chuzheng thought that she ordered takeout and went to open the door.
The hallway is empty, there is no one there.
Chuzheng looked down the corridor and closed the door.
Five minutes later, the door was knocked again.
Chuzheng opened the door, but there was still no one outside.
Depend on!
What a dog thing!
… not haunted, right
Chuzheng quickly closed the door.
Chuzheng leaned on the door and looked outside, there was nothing suspicious.
Chuzheng turned his back and leaned against the door.
She turned sharply and opened the door.
The person outside the door was stunned, and the next second, he turned and ran.
Chuzheng grabbed his collar: "Who are you?"
The man was wearing a peaked cap, a little thin, and he didn't look like a serious person.
"I... I passed by."
"Passing by? Passing by and knocking on my door?" Chuzheng pushed the person against the wall and pressed his arm: "Say, who asked you to come."
"Ah..." the man cried out in pain, "I really passed by."
First zheng effort.
"I said I said... a woman sent me here."
woman
Chuzheng took out his phone and pulled out a photo: "Is this?"
"That's right, it's her."
Huang Min didn't give up yet.
No, she never gave up.
He even texted her threateningly.
Chuzheng made people look at her, but she didn't expect that she would learn to invite people.
That stingy aunt really took a big step.
"What do you want to do?"
"Just to scare you..." The man said, "Auntie, I was wrong, I was wrong."
"How much did she pay you?"
The man stretched out a finger.
Chuzheng said gloomily: "I'll give you three times. If she wants you to scare me, you can scare her for me, do you understand?"
"… "
Can you do this
"Do you understand?"
"understand."
Chuzheng let him go and let him go.
She had just returned, and within two minutes of sitting down, someone knocked on the door outside.
Chuzheng: "… "
Endless!
Chu Zheng opened the door angrily: "Is there something you don't understand... Qiao Lin?"
The boy stood outside the door, his clothes were soaked wet, sticking to his body, the white cloth showed a translucent effect, and there were faint traces of blood soaking on the hem.
The hair was also wet, and the water kept dripping down.
It looks miserable.
"teacher."
He let out a muffled cry.
"Come in." Chu Zheng didn't ask anything.
Qiao Lin lowered his head and entered the room.
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It's almost the 20th, and half of this month has passed, ah, ask for a monthly pass! !
Ask for a monthly pass! !
Ask for a monthly pass! !