Chapter 33 I want to pursue her, the gentleman scum
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you! I said it's not enough! That arcade held a basketball shooting competition, and the first prize was a limited edition Hulk figurine, the kind you can't buy even if you have money, so I thought... hehe..."
"You like the Hulk?"
"It's not me, it's Ling Xuan. He likes to collect Avengers figures, and I want to win one back for him."
"So, you want me to help you shoot basketball and win a prize to give to Ling Xuan?"
"Is it okay?" Jiang Han's eyes lit up.
“No.”
“…”
Jiang Fuyue walked along and Jiang Han followed her all the way. When they reached the corner and there was a staircase downstairs, Jiang Fuyue suddenly stopped.
Jiang Han seemed to see hope, and chased after her, panting but smiling brightly: "Sister Yue, I knew you——"
He stopped talking mid-sentence.
At the end of the stairs, a girl with long hair was half leaning on the boy's chest, saying something shyly. From Jiang Han's angle, he could just see her crimson neck, which seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge.
The boy lowered his head slightly, held the girl's thin shoulders with both hands, and looked at her gently.
Jiang Han pursed his lips, a hint of loss emerged in his eyes, and the smile that was about to bloom gradually faded and finally disappeared.
"You still want to give him a figurine now?" Jiang Fuyue sneered and walked down the stairs.
The sound of footsteps startled the two people who were hugging each other. The girl looked up hurriedly, like a frightened bird. Ling Xuan also looked over. The moment his eyes met Jiang Fuyue, he was immediately subtle.
Jiang Fuyue, who had frightened a pair of mandarin ducks, did not even look away, but walked straight past them and went down.
Jiang Han reacted and chased after him. When he passed Ling Xuan, the feeling of depression and discomfort gradually disappeared.
The two men came and left in a hurry, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Ling Xuan and Lin Yao were left standing there, maintaining an "intimate posture", without saying a word for a long time.
"...Are you standing firmly?" the boy asked calmly.
"Stand, stand firm." Lin Yao held the wall with one hand, barely stabilizing her center of gravity, but her furrowed brows inadvertently revealed a hint of pain.
"Yeah." Ling Xuan withdrew his hand and took a half step back. "I've already called Uncle Lin. The driver should be here by now. I'll go down and take a look. You wait here."
After saying that, he pretended to leave.
"Brother Xuan!"
Ling Xuan's feet paused.
Lin Yao looked at his elegant and unrestrained back, her eyes twinkling slightly: "Thank you for taking me to the infirmary. What I said just now... was all sincere. You feel the same way about me, right?"
"...I will ask for leave from school for you tomorrow so that you can have a good rest." After saying that, he strode away.
Lin Yao's eyes flashed with disappointment, and a hint of...confusion.
It was obviously not like this before. Even before being interrupted just now, the atmosphere between the two was still very good. Lin Yao was even 100% sure that Ling Xuan would accept her confession.
Can……
Why did it change in the blink of an eye?
Ling Xuan's eyes and attitude...
Thanks to this scene, Jiang Han finally gave up the idea of dragging her to participate in the basketball shooting competition.
Of course, Jiang Fuyue would not agree.
On Saturday daytime, she spent the whole day at the pancake stall, where she was mainly responsible for collecting money.
Brother Jiang is about to take the junior high school entrance examination. He has been staying at home recently, reading books and doing exercises, concentrating on preparing for the exam.
At the same time, Ling Xuan, who was practicing the piano in the room, kept playing the wrong notes. He closed the piano cover in annoyance.
"Master, Madam instructed you to visit Miss Lin at the Lin family today. The gifts are ready and in the trunk. When do you think you'd like to leave?"
"No."
"But……"
"I said no, go, don't you understand?"
The servant's scalp tingled: "What if Madam asks..."
"I'll explain it to her."
…
Yi Ci was currently sitting in a nicely decorated styling studio, looking left and right in the mirror, taking in all sorts of things.
"Are you done yet? Why are you taking so long?"
"Mr. Yi, you've dyed your hair before, so you should know it's quite time-consuming. Fortunately, dyeing it back to black this time is much easier than dyeing it seven shades last time, so it'll be done quickly."
"Well... you can help me cut a cooler haircut later."
Well!
"How exactly is it cool?"
Yi Ci thought for a moment and said, "The kind that pleases others."
"Elders like it?"
“…”
Seeing his speechless look, the stylist suddenly had an idea: "I see, it's about pleasing girls."
Yi Ci raised his chin in the mirror.
He actually said his hair was ugly, huh!
Just wait, when Shuai Ya goes to school on Monday, his face will be covered in blood!
…
Zhong Ziang slept until noon and was woken up by Liu Ma to have lunch.
"...Stop making noise, let me sleep a little longer...just a little while..."
"Young Master, the master is already waiting for you in the dining room."
"!" Zhong Ziang sat up in shock.
Five minutes later, in the dining room.
Adhering to the rule of "don't talk while eating", Zhong Ziang just lowered his head and ate his rice.
Sitting opposite was Xie Dingyuan, who was neither hurried nor slow, and even the way he held his chopsticks revealed his dignity.
Zhong Ziang was stunned for a moment.
Until the end of the meal, his eyes were still glued to Xie Dingyuan and he couldn't take them away.
Thinking of the crazy scene of the famous ladies and rich girls in the capital flocking to his uncle and paying him all kinds of tributes, Zhong Ziang looked at him more and more intently, as if he wanted to see a flower.
Xie Dingyuan could no longer bear it. It had been almost half an hour since the meal.
"What do you want to do?"
"...Uncle, I have a question for you."
"explain."
"What type of boy would a fierce and aggressive girl like?"
"?"
Zhong Ziang's neck shrank: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xie Dingyuan thought of the romantic debts he had incurred in the imperial capital, and his brows furrowed. His gaze suddenly turned cold. "Who are you attracted to?"
Zhong Ziang didn't hear the coldness in his words. His mind was full of the scene of Jiang Fuyue sweating and shooting, that small waist, those long legs...
It’s amazing!
A smile slowly crept up his lips, a smile that he himself hadn't noticed. "That... the one who beat me up last time."
Xie Dingyuan: “?”
"Uncle, I want to chase her!"
"?" Are you okay with your brain?
Zhong Ziang stood up and said, "I'm going out to buy some new clothes. Those fierce girls probably like gentle scoundrels like you. A shirt, trousers, leather shoes, and a tie. Oh, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, perfect!"
After saying that, he rushed upstairs like the wind, changed his clothes, rushed downstairs again, and left.
Xie Dingyuan sat on the sofa, stroking his chin with one hand, his eyes deep.
A... scoundrel like him?
Oh!
…
This Saturday, students are relaxing, but teachers are still working overtime.
"Old Xu, how many are left in your math group?"
"Four."
"Alright, that's fast! Every time I mark papers, I wonder why I'm not a math teacher? Physics or chemistry would be fine, but I have to be a Chinese teacher. Reading all these essays makes me dizzy..."
"Chinese, normal..." Xu Jing glanced at the time. "It's almost twelve o'clock. Let's go have lunch first. Lao Meng, let's go."
"Wait, don't make any noise." Meng Zhijian didn't even raise his head, and the red pen in his hand was drawing quickly.
Xu Jing walked over and asked, "What are you doing? You're so focused..."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Zhijian stood up with an excited expression and his eyes sparkling: "It's out!"
"What came out?"
"Score! The first perfect score in science ever!"
Zhong Ziang: Women love glasses.
Jiu Ye: My skin is itchy.
(End of this chapter)
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