Fu Jia didn't take two steps before his big head reacted and grabbed him quickly: "Why are you going?"
"I..." Fu Jia stopped and hurriedly explained, "I'll go find a friend."
The big head looked incredulous: "Friend? Are those seniors over there your friends?"
Fu Jia was heartbroken by what he said. He and Lu Qi'an really couldn't be said to be friends. Just when he asked the question in a hurry, he answered in a hurry, so he just made nonsense. But even if it's not a friend, it's a person who said a few words. If he went to find him, he wouldn't break the law, right
"It's not a friend, but it's a little friendship... No, it's not a friendship..." The more Fu Jia said, the more wrong he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more impulsive he felt. Lu Qi'an just glanced at him, and he got blood on his head and ran towards him, what is it
Datou was amused by his tangled appearance: "What is it? Okay, I understand, you don't have a relationship with others, but you want to cultivate a relationship, don't you?" He patted Fu Jia on the shoulder and comforted, "It's alright, next time I'll match you up. Tell me, which senior do you want to meet?"
Fu Jia didn't speak, turned his head to look at Lu Qi'an, and found that not only did he not look this way, he even turned to the other direction, as if the just looking at each other was just an illusion of Fu Jia.
Since the end of May, when Lu Qi'an came to No. 16 Middle School to look for him, he hadn't seen Lu Qi'an again.
He consciously didn't go to him anymore, because he couldn't help but think that Lu Qi'an scolded him "what are you crazy" at the end, and then slammed the door and left, making his whole person confused.
Fu Jia thought for a while and said to Datou, "Do you know Senior Lu Qi'an? I want to know him."
"Huh?" Hearing the name, he was stunned.
Fu Jia was afraid that he couldn't hear clearly, so he repeated, "Lu Qi'an." He didn't notice that he was saying these three words very hard, to the point of gnashing his teeth.
He laughed dryly: "This is a bit difficult..."
Fu Jia noticed his embarrassment, but was not disappointed: "It's okay, thank you for your big head, I can think of a way myself."
"Wait," Datou said with a solemn expression, "I'll try it this time, Fu Jia. To tell you the truth, in school, I don't say that the whole school takes everything, and I'm considered a leader in communication. The only gap is the one with Senior Lu. , this time if you ask me for help, I will try."
When Datou's friend heard him say this, his face became solemn: "Datou, this is not a joke."
Datou lowered his head and looked a little lonely: "If I provoke him, and I won't be able to get along in school in the future, don't abandon me."
Friends looked at each other and said that they would definitely run away.
The big head was in a rage, and when he grabbed someone, it was a beating. The boys made a fuss in an instant, and they started playing as lively as before.
Before joining them, Fu Jia once again looked in the direction where Lu Qi'an was.
There was no sign of Lu Qi'an there.
Fu Jia couldn't tell the loss in his heart. He looked around, looked around the entire stadium, his eyes penetrated the crowded crowd, from one end to the other, and so on, but to no avail.
"What are you looking at, come here!" Big Head called him.
Only then did Fu Jia come back to his senses.
He followed Datou until sunset and Xishan, and almost all the people on the basketball court disappeared. The group of people who played with Lu Qi'an didn't know when they left. At the same time, they took away a lot of onlookers. The whole stadium seemed empty.
Fu Jia's thoughts didn't detour from the word "Lu Qi'an" for a long time, and then came back again. He couldn't help asking Datou, "According to your description, Lu Qi'an seems to be scary?"
Datou let his friends go first, and stayed on the court to chat with Fu Jia. He nodded vigorously: "It's terrifying, can you imagine that the teacher often asks him to help out the papers for the lower grades. The difficulty is so immortal."
Fu Jia recalled the questions Lu Qi'an gave him, and it seemed that there was nothing to fear.
"that's it?"
"That's not enough? He's even more terrifying than the teacher at No. 6 Middle School. How terrifying do you want him to be?" Datou said, "Let me tell you, it's not okay to be hot when it comes to making friends. , Senior Lu made it clear that he doesn't bother to be friends with us, so who else would dare to approach him?"
Fu Jia smiled.
That's what happened.
He is the only one who dares to run up and pull out the tiger's beard again and again.
After the chat, Da Tou left the school and went home, while Fu Jia went back to the dormitory.
On the way, he tried to recall whether Lu Qi'an was as terrible as the big head described, and the answer he got was no.
Although Lu Qi'an has always spoken coldly to him and ignored him, Fu Jia never thought him scary. The reason is probably because he has seen too many pictures of Lu Qi'an treating Lin Fengxun gently.
It was so much, so much, that when he closed his eyes, he would always accidentally bring himself in.
A big head agreed to help, but Fu Jia temporarily held back his temper and concentrated on his studies. It just so happened that one thing made him stumped.
No. 6 Middle School actually has weekly exams.
The first time I heard about this, Fu Jia's dazed attitude surprised Datou: "Why, it's not like you didn't pass the exam when you were a freshman in high school."
Only then did Fu Jia remember that he wanted to hide his identity as a transfer student, so he casually said, "I thought the second year of high school would be different."
"You think too much," Datou smiled bitterly, "This place in No. 6 Middle School is not bad without the daily test."
Fu Jia irritably grabbed a handful of hair: "In the first week, what will be the test?"
Datou recalled: "It should be similar to the first year of high school. At that time, the knowledge of junior high school was tested together with the knowledge of the first week. This time, it should be the same, and the knowledge of senior one will be tested together."
Fu Jia's head got bigger: "Will you focus on it?"
The eyes that looked at him were wrong: "It's only been a week of study, what's the point? It's all about the point."
Fu Jia had to shut up.
So this week, Fu Jia not only had to struggle to keep up with the fast and precise rhythm of the teacher of No. 6 Middle School, but also took time to review the knowledge of Senior 1. Every night, the lamp would be on until two o'clock in the middle of the night.
If it wasn't for the big head to say in a timely manner, he found an opportunity to help Fu Jia get to know Lu Qi'an, and Fu Jia would not be able to hold on.
Fu Jiafu was doing the questions on the table, and the big head sat next to him and kept nagging: "Do you remember I told you last time that the teacher often asks Lu Qi'an to help out the papers for the lower grades? In fact, this teacher is our teaching. Teacher Liu, she seems to be very familiar with Lu Qi'an, and every time Lu Qi'an helped her out with her papers, she would leave him to eat in the staff cafeteria." Datou said, "According to reliable information, the dean will ask Senior Lu for help tomorrow. Question."
Saying that, Datou approached Fu Jia and lowered his voice unconsciously: "When Senior Lu and the dean sit for dinner, we will pretend to meet by chance..."
Datou woah woah said his plan again, and then proudly waited for Fu Jia to praise him.
In the end, Fu Jia just nodded and said, "That's it."
The two looked at each other, the big head pretended to be dazed, and Fu Jia was really dazed.
This makes the big head feel strange.
Fu Jia's reaction was not what he expected. He always thought that Fu Jia and his goal were the same: to have a relationship with Lu Qi Anpan.
There are many people in the school who want to make friends with Lu Qi'an, especially the big ones. He tried many times before, but to no avail. Once he did it too obviously, and he was taught a lesson by Li Qinhe and suffered a lot.
He stayed away from Lu Qi'an, always in a state of wanting to get close but not daring to approach. This time, with Fu Jia in front, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But Fu Jia... doesn't seem to know what he's doing.
At noon the next day, Datou took Fu Jia into the staff cafeteria. The staff canteen is not big and there are few seats, but it is still not full. In order not to be conspicuous, Datou and Fu Jia sat in the corner with their plates, waiting for the dean and Lu Qi'an.
More than ten minutes later, a lady in business attire walked in, and Lu Qi'an followed her.
Fu Jia watched them take their seats and suddenly felt a little nervous.
The dean stayed in his seat, while Lu Qi'an got up and went to the window to order food. The big head seized this opportunity, picked up the plate and walked over.
Fu Jia quickly followed.
"Mr. Liu, what a coincidence!" The big head exaggeratedly said.
Teacher Liu looked puzzled when he saw the big head. After thinking for a few seconds, she realized that it was her student, and said with a smile, "I don't think it's a coincidence. How did you sneak into the staff cafeteria?"
Big head scratched his head: "Isn't this the staff cafeteria delicious, I just want to come in and try it. It's rare to meet, teacher, let's sit and eat together."
Mr. Liu glanced at Lu Qi'an and refused outright: "We'll just say hello. I brought other students to dinner together, so don't make trouble for me."
The big head pretended not to understand: "Teacher, you can't be too lenient." He pushed Fu Jia and said, "This classmate, he admires Teacher Liu very much, and he wants to have a meal with the teacher, you Just give him this face."
Fu Jia, who was used as a gunman for no reason, gave a stiff smile and nodded in cooperation.
Teacher Liu looked embarrassed, she looked at Lu Qi'an, and Lu Qi'an, who had ordered the meal, also noticed the movement here.
He glanced at Big Head and asked Big Head to hold back the "Senior Lu" that had reached his throat.
Lu Qi'an picked up the plate and walked over, his gaze skipped the big head and placed it on Fu Jia's face.
At this moment, Fu Jia really realized the word "near-nostalgia".
What should he say? What would Lu Qi'an be angry about, and what would he say not to be angry
"Sorry, Qi'an, how about we move to another place?" Teacher Liu said.
"It's okay." Lu Qi'an put down the plate and sat beside Teacher Liu, "Let's eat together."
Teacher Liu was a little surprised, but as long as Lu Qi'an said so, she had no objection.
With a big grin, he sat down happily. Seeing Fu Jia lingering, he grabbed the dinner plate in his hand and placed it in front of the chair opposite Lu Qi'an.
Fu Jia's cooking is his usual habit. No matter whether it is in the 16th or 6th middle school, whether it is in the student canteen or the staff canteen, there are three vegetarians. This is because the cafeteria stipulates that three dishes must be ordered, otherwise Fu Jia will only order one vegetarian meal.
Among the four people's meals, Fu Jia's dishes stand out in green. But Teacher Liu and Datou were not surprised, they thought it was Fu Jia's personal eating habits, but after seeing Fu Jia's plate clearly, Lu Qi'an asked, "Why are all vegetarian dishes?"
"Ah?" Fu Jia didn't dare to confirm that Lu Qi'an was talking to him.
Lu Qi'an stopped talking, pushed the untouched plate in front of him to Fu Jia, and stood up: "I'll order another one, wait a moment."
It's a weird moment.
Teacher Liu and Datou, who had no friendship, looked at each other like comrades-in-arms, with the same question marks in their eyes.