The two drove back to Ying's house, Zhuo Shu had already touched the bathroom familiarly, turned his head and asked, "Come along too, it's easy to catch a cold after waiting for a long time."
Ying Tongchen thought about it, but did not refuse, and walked in generously. It's uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to your body. Of course, it is also possible that he returned to his home and relaxed a lot without the old man's supervision throughout the whole process.
Zhuo Shu also felt that it was a lot easier, but it was considered that the two guys were thrown away.
The two of them took a shower and washed their guns and almost lost their guns. Zhuo Shu took him to the study, feeling deeply that his dream could come true this time, and whispered, "Mr. Ying, what should I do tonight?"
"Operation?"
"Wouldn't it be five or three again?" Zhuo Shu said in fear.
Ying Tongchen hooked his neck, answered the question with a kiss, and murmured, "Today's homework is a bit difficult."
"No matter how difficult it is, we have to win. Studying is the learning attitude we should have." Zhuo Shu smiled playfully.
The battle between teachers and students is about to break out, and the fire has been ignited. Just wait for a sound of wooden warehouse, and the two sides can officially fight.
At this time, I don't know who came across the documents on the desk. Ying Tongchen suddenly woke up, pulled his reason back, and pushed him away in time: "Well, no, there is a class tomorrow."
Zhuo Shu was taken aback and said, "I will pay attention to control."
Ying Tongchen shook his head and refused again: "No, the homework hasn't been marked yet."
Zhuo Shu: "..." My teacher Shark!
Ying Tongchen put on his clothes, pushed him to the bedroom, and said, "Go to sleep first."
Zhuo Shu lay on the bed very resentfully, turning off the lights and getting ready to sleep.
Ten minutes later, he opened his eyes and looked at the dark room, his eyes wandered to the door, where there was a little light from the study next door.
Fifteen minutes later, he sat up straight, turned on the light, put on his clothes, and walked to the door of the study, wrapped in the air of getting up.
Ying Tongchen was burying his head in correcting his homework, and asked without looking up, "Why are you still not sleeping?"
"Recognize the bed."
Ying Tongchen immediately retorted: "nonsense."
Zhuo Shu pursed his lips: "How many more?"
"What about the two classes?" Ying Tongchen's correction speed was very fast, and the red pen quickly left marks on the scroll surface, "Come on, you go to sleep first, I'll be fine soon."
Zhuo Shu turned around and left.
Ying Tongchen paused at the tip of the pen, sighed silently, turned the pen, lowered his head and continued to correct.
After a while, there was some movement at the door.
When he looked up, Zhuo Shu walked in with a chair, put it next to him, and said angrily, "Nor."
Ying Tongchen subconsciously moved a little to the side.
Zhuo Shu sat down beside him, picked out a red pen from the pen holder, raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at him.
Ying Tongchen thought about it, and immediately gave him some papers: "Just change the multiple-choice questions, this is the answer."
"Yeah." Zhuo Shu was heartbroken and corrected the paper according to the answer, and he didn't know whether he was sad for the lost nightlife or miserable for the red cross of the whole article.
"Whose paper is this, it's too bad." He flipped through his name, "Shi Tiwei? Just the stupid big guy who carried Zhuo Zi last time?"
"Um."
"Hey, isn't this Zhuo Zi's?" Zhuo Shu smiled, "It's not bad."
"Zhuo Zi is heartless on the surface, but in fact she works hard." Ying Tongchen replied.
The two exchanged a few words while changing. Although the speed slowed down, no one noticed, and the atmosphere was good.
After a while, Zhuo Shu exclaimed: "Whose is this, almost all right... Ban Zhang? He still has time to study?"
Ying Tongchen replied: "Well, he is very smart, and he is very serious in class, so his efficiency is high."
"His English font is good." Zhuo Shu couldn't help but praised it again, and passed the composition part to Ying Tongchen, "Zhuo Zi's handwriting is too ugly, I have to ask him to learn it when I have time."
Ying Tongchen said: "He knows a lot of fonts and often uses different fonts to copy homework for students."
"A genius." Zhuo Shu suddenly remembered that there was another gray industry chain in the school, and laughed, "He wouldn't write love letters and self-criticisms, would he?"
Ying Tongchen stopped writing, poked his chin with the cap, and thought, "I haven't found it yet, but I should have intuition."
Zhuo Shu stared at his profile for a long time, inexplicably felt that this serious appearance was strangely good-looking, and when the other party turned his head, he turned back calmly and continued to read the paper.
With the help of one more person, the homework was quickly marked.
Ying Tongchen put down the pen, picked up the glasses cloth and wiped the lenses: "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Zhuo Shu smiled, planning to wait for him to return to the room together, and flip through the notebook next to him, "What is this? Meeting notes?"
"Um."
"The handwriting is pretty good." Zhuo Shu glanced at it casually, just about to close it, he made a sudden movement, reopened the book, and looked at it carefully, his expression became more and more complicated, "Is this your handwriting? "
"Otherwise?" Ying Tongchen put the glasses in the box, closed the lid, and made a clatter, which shocked Zhuo Shu.
"Do you know any other fonts?"
"I'm not Ban Zhang, this is my handwriting, it's the only one." Ying Tongchen saw his expression cracked and wondered, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with my handwriting?"
"No, no problem." Zhuo Shu covered his chest.
There is definitely a problem with the love letter!
Not knowing what to think, he dug out Ban Zhang's from the paper. Although it is difficult to compare Chinese and English handwriting, but after careful identification, he still sees similar traces from the beginning and the end of the pen.
The paper fell weakly from his hands.
The love letter was not written to him by Ying Tongchen, but to him by the class leader... No, Ban Zhang doesn't know him, so there is only one Xiao Zhuo left in their class.
He said indignantly: "Wow, Ban Zhang, this stinky boy actually likes Zhuo Zi."
Ying Tongchen said, "How did you know that?"
"I just know." Zhuo Shu's face darkened, and he looked at Ying Tongchen with a complicated look, his heart ached.
There are many decent people, but they really want to find a Huobao friend.
What is he now
Tool man!
Forget it, I'm cool too, and they're just tool people for each other.
"Go to sleep." Ying Tongchen glanced at the time.
"Oh, are you so impatient?"
"?"
"That's all." Zhuo Shu got up and went back to the room, and fell on the bed, "Come on, I don't want to move tonight, you can move yourself."
Ying Tongchen pulled the quilt out, and Zhuo Shu rolled to the wall.
Then the room went dark and the lights were turned off.
He waited for a long time, but did not wait for any movement. He couldn't help but look back, and by the moonlight outside, he saw that he had fallen asleep quietly.
After a long while, he gently lifted the quilt and shrank in. His hand accidentally touched Ying Tongchen's cold hand, and he gently rubbed the other's hand, but felt that it was still not warm enough, so he simply wrapped it in the palm of his hand.
In the darkness, Ying Tongchen's eyelids moved slightly, but in the end he didn't lift his eyelids, letting the temperature of this chi swept through his body.
The next day, before dawn, Ying Tongchen opened his eyes. He moved a bit and found that his hand was still in someone else's hand. .
When Zhuo Shu woke up, it was already after seven o'clock. He looked at the empty room, walked to the table, and saw that it was written on the note that he was going to study in the morning, so he went to wash his face.
When going out, Auntie Lin next door happened to go shopping for groceries. After seeing him, she greeted him warmly: "Good morning, plumber. Ei Xiaoying, why is there always something wrong with this house? It needs to be reported to his landlord."
"Yeah, you're right." Zhuo Shu followed her downstairs, chatted a few words, and walked to his car.
Auntie Lin looked shocked: "Huh! Can plumbing repairers now drive such a good car?!"
Mi Shu worked for a long time, and keenly found that the boss was in a bad mood. She knocked on the door and walked in with the documents, and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhuo, you need to sign these two documents."
Zhuo Shu signed, looked at the words on the document, and closed the document with a stinky face.
Mi Shu was about to go out with the documents in her arms. As soon as she reached the door, she heard him instructing: "Come back and close the door."
Mi Shu silently prayed for herself, then closed the door, turned around and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuo, do you have any other orders?"
"Come here, there is something for me to analyze and analyze."
"OK."
After she sat down, Zhuo Shu thought about it and said, "That's right, I have a friend..."
Mi Shu suddenly became alert: "This friend of yours can't be named Zhuo, can he? He doesn't happen to be the president of KW, right?"
"Of course not!" Zhuoshu raised his voice.
"Okay, I understand, you go on."
"You also know that in our circle, is it normal to take care of yourself?" Zhuo Shu said, "And then my friend went to take care of someone."
"Uh-huh."
"As a result, he packaged the wrong person. That person is not a star who is seeking support at all, but a teacher." Zhuo Shu said.
Mi Shu: "Hi-" The horror is like hiss!
Suddenly scared, knowing the news, can she still walk out of this office alive
Zhuo Shu added: "Then they redefined the relationship, and now it's another relationship, you know."
Mi Shu: No, I don't want to understand!
"But just before that, he just received a love letter from that teacher."
Mi Shu: Huh? Influx listen.
"As a result, my friend found out yesterday that this love letter was not given to him by the teacher at all." Zhuo Shu said with a fickle expression, turned the pen, and the cap flew out.
Mi Shu was startled, and carefully pondered his expression. After a while, she nodded: "I probably understand where this is going, so now your... What is your friend wanting to consult?"
"I don't know." Zhuo Shu said, "He said he was annoying, and I didn't know what he wanted to consult."
Mi Shu made a tactical push: "Your friend's current situation is very similar to that of a friend of mine."
Zhuo Shu paused, as if he had found a bosom friend: "Really?"
"Well, she used to be angry because of something inexplicable, but soon, she realized it."
Zhuo Shu immediately asked, "What did you realize?"
Mi Shu: "She wants to fall in love."
Zhuoshu: "."
"Boss, just admit it, you really hope that the love letter was written by Mr. Ying, right?" Mi Shu said.
"How is it possible, I'm not a random person, how can I..." Zhuo Shu suddenly stopped.
"Sure enough, it's you, don't worry, I will never say it." Mi Shu showed a meaningful smile, "Boss, although autumn is coming, it will not prevent you from returning to spring. I think you are also quite suitable. I'm worried about Mr. Ying's identity, but now that he's a serious teacher, what's the problem with being together?"
Zhuo Shu said stubbornly, "I don't like him, why should I fall in love?"
"It's simple, I'll give you a test, you wait for me for a while." Mi Shu lowered her head and pulled her phone, "I'll simply ask you a few questions later, just answer me quickly, and it will be the default for more than three seconds. "
After a while, Mi Shu pointed to the high-definition wallpaper of Liu Liong in the album and asked, "Is this man handsome?"
Zhuo Shu blurted out: "Not handsome."
"This is the youngest actor, is he handsome?"
"so so."
"This is the little prince in Europe and America, who has captured the hearts of women all over the world, is he handsome?"
"good."
"This man is ordinary, is he handsome?"
"..." Zhuo Shu was incomprehensible, pointed to the photo and asked, "Do you call this mediocre?"
Mi Shu: "Please look directly at my question, is he handsome?"
"...Wait, why do you have a photo of him?" Zhuo Shu frowned, looking directly at the silhouette of Ying Tongchen in the photo, he couldn't help but look twice, he didn't have this photo .
Mi Shu replied: "Mr. Ying came to the company last time and was secretly photographed a lot of photos, all of which are in the staff group."
"Delete it, let them delete it all." Zhuo Shu frowned more and more deeply, and found a very reasonable explanation, "He is a teacher, not your YY object."
Mi Shu turned a deaf ear and said, "Second question, you are in a different relationship now, so have you thought about changing to another person?"
Zhuo Shu shook his head, he just accepted the current relationship because he didn't want to change people.
"Then what if Mr. Ying wants to change someone?" Mi Shu asked.
Zhuo Shu's face froze suddenly.
Mi Shu: "You also know that this relationship itself is not reliable. If one day you are old and senile, have a strange temper, and stay up all night with bad kidneys, it is understandable that Mr. Ying wants to change people."
Zhuo Shu gave her a cool look, turned the pen, and the pen flew out of his hand.
Mi Shu subconsciously shrank her neck, and said earnestly, "I'm blunt, boss, you already possess possessiveness for your husband. No matter what it is, it means that he is an existence that is hard to ignore for you."
Statue of extraordinary silence.
"Boss, do you like him?"
"Do not... ... "
"Be honest, touch your capitalist's conscience."
Zhuo Shu touched his conscience and suddenly said, "You ask again."
"Do you like Mr. Ying?"
Zhuo Shu's hand trembled slightly, as if he felt the sound of his heartbeat.
"No, it shouldn't." He said incomprehensibly.
Could it be that the old iron tree that he has escaped into is really about to bloom
He quickly recalled the days since the two met in his mind, and found that the emotional fluctuations were much greater than before, and the emotional changes were very obvious. Ying Tongchen seemed to be stirring his nerves.
Let him be happy and angry, let him be sad, let him have a little more color in his black and white memory.
I like Ying Tongchen
Turns out, I actually liked him.
He heard such a voice coming out of his heart.
Mi Shu felt that this matter was inseparable, and said: "Boss, believe it or not, as soon as you let Mr. Ying go, just our company, a large number of people will follow."
Zhuo Shu sighed inwardly: "You dare!"
"What is there to dare, love freedom!"
"They won't have that chance!" Zhuo Shu clapped the table, became silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Then what should I do now? Just tell him I like him? Or stunned and dragged to the Civil Affairs Bureau, directly A different relationship?"