Zhang Yuan looked at Fan Lingling behind with a strange look. He didn't expect this girl to change her face so much. It seems that the words of thanks in the front are just to pave the way for the back.
"What did I decide? Hmmm? I just want to ask Lu Yao to get in the car together? The car is empty and empty. Is Lu Yao an annoying girl? Can't you be less selfish? Could Dr. Xia treat you? Not good?" Zhang Yuan's several rhetorical questions were a bit aggressive.
But Fan Lingling is not a soft persimmon, she patted the beige cushion, "How do you know that I don't want to invite them to school together? I mean you must understand your position! You can remind me! But the invitation must be sent by me!"
"Damn!" Zhang Yuan scolded. This girl is really a princess and has become a psychopath. Everyone needs to bow to her and be servile.
Zhang Yuan always felt that he had faced many such women in his previous life, with a hypocritical smile in front of the public. They were so kind and friendly, but they were so selfish, so cold and ruthless when they came to the back.
Unexpectedly, in this life, he would meet such a woman again. Zhang Yuan scratched the back of his head, feeling a little regretful for accepting Fan Dasheng's request.
Suddenly I felt a tingling pain in the back of my neck. I felt a little bit when I was running. I didn't pay attention to it. When I touched this hand, the pain immediately became severe.
Why is it so moldy! This kid won't have any ills, right? Zhang Yuan was a little depressed. He took out the cigarettes from his pocket. He was not addicted, even good or bad, but he still carried them. When he was bored or depressed, cigarettes are a good thing.
"The first rule of the driver's rules, smoking is not allowed!" Fan Lingling shouted immediately.
"This is canceled!" Zhang Yuan was a little deliberate. He really hated Fan Lingling's way of drawing. He lit a lighter and took a deep breath. "Soft China is nothing more than that."
The cyan smoke soon diffused in the small space, "You bastard, poor ghost, you can never be a scumbag, you...cough cough cough." Fan Lingling was choked by Zhang Yuan’s deliberately sprayed smoke Can't tell.
Zhang Yuan retaliated, and his mood improved a lot. He took a breath of smoke and said arrogantly: "Miss Fan, you don’t seem to understand it. It’s not me that Zhang Yuan begged your dad to be your bodyguard. The truth is Quite the opposite! I am the one who sets the rules of the game here, not you! If you want my protection, you must adapt to my behavior, not me adapting to you! Understand?"
"Cough cough, you bastard, cough, I don't want you as a bodyguard!" Fan Lingling choked with a violent cough, her face turned red.
"That's just right." Zhang Yuan took out his new mobile phone and threw it in the back seat. "Tell your dad, I'm not doing it, and let him educate his daughter."
"You!" Fan Lingling didn't get her mobile phone. She had tried to tell her father not to use Zhang Yuan as a bodyguard. It was really shameful to stay with this unwelcome person all day.
But there is no way, Fan Dasheng is optimistic about this guy, every time Fan Lingling will be reprimanded, so of course Fan Lingling will not call her father to scold him.
Seeing Fan Lingling's face in the back seat changed from red to green, from green to green, Zhang Yuan felt so happy, and the girl was fighting with me.
Fan Lingling's face changed several times, and she sighed, and handed the new mobile phone to Zhang Yuan's shoulder. She reluctantly compromised and said, "Then change the first one. Please open the window when you smoke."
"You said it earlier." Zhang Yuan took the phone, reached out and opened the sunroof halfway, and all the smoke in the car was pumped out at once.
Fan Lingling bit her lip, thinking, hum, don't be proud, you win the first round, but I have too many moves behind.
The car quickly came to a crossroad with a red light. Zhang Yuan flipped through the CD bag and found that there were not only pop music, but also a lot of classical music. He asked: "What kind of music? Popular? Classical? Soothing? Or exciting?"
"Cut, do you know music too?" Fan Lingling once again ignored Zhang Yuan's self-esteem.
However, Zhang Yuan immediately sneered, "I knew you didn't like it, so next time you bring up a pornographic CD."
Fan Lingling suddenly thought of something, her face flushed to the base of her neck, she was ashamed and anxious, "Asshole, rascal, I heard you overheard if you knew it, abnormal!"
Fan Lingling cursed, and Xiaofenquan gave Zhang Yuan a few shots. Shy girls always like to punch people with two punches, usually not too heavy, but this punch made Zhang Yuan a sharp pain.
"Ah!" Zhang Yuan groaned loudly in pain.
This is a kind of acupuncture-like pain. It feels numb without touching the back of the neck. When Zhang Yuan touched it by himself, it seemed that there were many small needles piercing in, but Fan Lingling let him know what is true. The pain was the same as an electric shock, and it was so painful that half of his body was numb.
"What's the matter with you, don't pretend to be dead." Fan Lingling was also taken aback by him, and it seemed that he didn't look pretending.
"I don't know." Fortunately, the pain was transient. Zhang Yuan twisted his neck and shoulders. When he touched it by himself, there was still a tingling sensation, as if the range was the size of a fingertip.
Zhang Yuan pulled the collar with his hands, looked back at Fan Lingling, and asked her to help see what was going on, but he was embarrassed to speak up.
"Do you want me to show you?" Fan Lingling was very enthusiastic.
"Okay, thank you." Zhang Yuan couldn't help but bowed his head under his collar.
Fan Lingling leaned forward, "Nothing is abnormal, is it here?"
"Ah!" Zhang Yuanru received an electric shock, another painful groan, cold sweat on his forehead came out, and he roared, "You can't be gentle!"
"I didn't try hard!"
Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly and motioned to Fan Lingling to sit back. The red light at the opposite intersection was already beating, and she twisted her neck again, "Oh, every time I meet you, there is always nothing good."
"You fart." Fan Lingling raised her small fist again.
Zhang Yuan hurriedly leaned down, "Hey, don't be nervous, I won't be responsible for a car accident."
Fan Lingling suddenly became happy, "The first rule of the driver's rules is that you are not allowed to smoke in the car, otherwise you will slap your neck!"
"I rely on it, shameless." Zhang Yuan was afraid that she would beat herself again and dodge, and said: "You have to keep this matter secret to me. If someone really knows, I am not safe and you are not safe."
"Yes, but what you overheard has to be kept secret to me."
"Oh, that's true." Zhang Yuan smiled helplessly, "Why are you girls so careful, you still worry about this bit of trouble? Isn't it just watching that passion movie, next time I will find you a few high-definition uncensored."
"You!" Fan Lingling raised her fist again.
When they arrived at the school, the well-informed students seemed to have known that Zhang Yuan was Fan Lingling's bodyguard, and they all looked at them with ambiguous eyes, while Chen Dayong had a sullen face with a very unkind expression.
Zhang Yuan felt his sinister and pungent eyes, but Zhang Yuan didn't care. With this guy's ability and strength, wanting to fight Zhang Yuan was really not a level, not to mention Zhang Yuan didn't want to have any conflict with him.
Qin Xiaogang was still immersed in the excitement of Saturday night, chattering to his tablemates about how Zhang Yuan was so amazing, because Zhang Yuan’s personality changed, and it seemed that his classmates were less repulsive to him. Zhang Yuan got to know many new classmates.
Although they have been classmates for a year, for Zhang Yuan, these are all new acquaintances, and those classmates have also begun to re-acquaint this unpopular person. Although they are sometimes snobbish, they are still innocent.
After the class, Lin Yue first reported the scores of each student in the exam, and then released a good news that next week, he will go to a tourist attraction near Zhonghai for an autumn trip.
The improvement of Zhang Yuan's grades did not surprise the classmates. It seems that Zhang Yuan has brought too much strangeness recently, so much that it paralyzes them, not to mention that he is not as good as the top 10.
Fan Lingling, who didn't take the exam, heard that Zhang Yuan was above 80 in each of them. She couldn't help but turn her head and look at Zhang Yuan more. Chen Dayong saw all this.
Lin Yue did not give Zhang Yuan too much praise, but when the nerves of Zhang Yuan were in the eyes during the lecture, she would smile faintly. When reading English aloud, Lin Yue would walk back and forth in the classroom. Every time she passed by Zhang Yuan, she would be interested. Unintentionally slow down... Is this reward not enough? For a little boy.
Of course, these are all felt by Zhang Yuan, a feeling that makes Zhang Yuan bewildered. Every time Zhang Yuan wants to meet his gaze, Lin Yue's eyes always drift away first, just like chasing and being chased. Like the yellow leaves falling this season, they are always moved by the wind inadvertently.
Perhaps Lin Yue didn't want her classmates to spread any more news, or perhaps Lin Yue wanted to try her ability to look in her eyes. Before get out of class ended, Lin Yue didn't call Zhang Yuan by name, but she smiled at him.
It was amazing that Zhang Yuan could actually understand her eyes, as if the hearts of lovers were alive and well. After class, Zhang Yuan felt like cheating. After Lin Yue walked out of the classroom, he left the classroom when the classmates were not paying attention.
Downstairs in the teaching, Lin Yue walked very slowly with English books and handouts. There were yellow leaves of phoenix trees all over the path. Groups of students were clamoring by. From behind, Teacher Lin Yue’s little suit The thin waist under the waistband, the small swing of the skirt when walking, a section of silk stockings calf with perfect curvature exposed under the skirt, the quietness of walking in small steps, can it not make the little boys heartbeat, even if it is Zhang Yuan with adult thoughts.
"Mr. Lin." Zhang Yuan rushed up.
"Oh, it's such a coincidence." Lin Yue seemed to know that he could read, but pretended to be a coincidence. Of course Zhang Yuan couldn't expose her. Even the stupid boy Zhang Yuan would not be like this before, let alone now. The human spirit.
"Is there something?" Lin Yue simply pretends to the end. Although she is curious about Zhang Yuan, she has admiration, and also has a lot of attention, but as a relatively conservative woman, it is impossible to fall in love with her student.
Zhang Yuan smiled, a little awkward, which made Lin Yue a little embarrassed. It was obvious that she called him, so why did she ask him if there was something wrong.
However, Zhang Yuan was not willing to embarrass the beautiful teacher, and quickly said: "I want the teacher to fulfill the promise."