Chapter 85 Teacher Yan's Identity Revealed
Tang Xueli pushed Yan Shouzhen onto the stool, looked down at him, and stared into his eyes for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Yan Shouzhen's voice was muffled by the mask, but still very clear.
Tang Xueli took another hat from the bed and put it on Yan Shouzhen's head.
At this moment, only a pair of beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes were revealed on his face.
Yan Shouzhen's eyes were full of confusion, and his eyes suddenly swept across the daily newspaper spread out on the table.
In the lower right corner of the front page, Yan Jingshu's signature is prominently displayed.
Yan Shouzhen: “…”
The sky gradually darkened and an evening breeze blew into the house, but it was not cool.
Tang Xueli gently took off his hat and the mask on his face.
She looked into his eyes and said softly, "Reporter Yan?"
Yan Shouzhen's scalp numbed for a moment and his eyes subconsciously dodged.
"You are Yan Jingshu." Tang Xueli said with certainty, but she wanted to hear him confess in person to confirm this fact.
Yan Shouzhen's throat tightened.
Tang Xueli looked at his confused and at a loss, and couldn't help but laugh, "You are not Yan Jingshu, or you dare not admit it?"
Yan Shouzhen didn't say anything.
"Why don't you dare admit it?" Tang Xueli didn't quite understand what he was thinking, "It's not like you were discovered as an undercover agent here."
Yan Shouzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and his facial muscles finally relaxed a little.
"What's going on? Can you please say something?"
Why is a 1.80-meter-tall man so slow?
Tang Xueli stuffed the newspaper into her schoolbag, turned around and left, "I'm going home."
"Wait." Yan Shouzhen reached out to pull Tang Xueli's wrist, but he didn't grab the right spot and grabbed her hand directly.
She glanced at their clasped hands.
His palms were moist and a little cold.
Her palms were warm and soft.
He didn't let go and just held her hand.
"I'm Yan Jingshu, a reporter and commentator for the daily newspaper."
Tang Xueli paused and said, "Don't use so much force, or the wound will bleed again."
Yan Jingshu immediately let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, did it hurt you?"
"I'm not a porcelain doll." Tang Xueli patted his shoulder, "Reporter Yan, please take care of me in the future."
Yan Jingshu smiled, "No problem."
Tang Xueli took out the White Rabbit candy he had given her earlier from her pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in her mouth. "Yan Shouzhen is a good name."
"This is my grandfather's name." Yan Jingshu said proudly: "My grandfather is a journalist, a very, very good journalist."
Tang Xueli said: "You are also an excellent reporter and a great commentator."
"Do you often read the daily newspaper? Have you read my commentary articles?" If Yan Jingshu had a tail, it would definitely be wagging like crazy at this moment.
"Yes." Tang Xueli nodded, "I won't miss a single article."
Yan Jingshu was stunned for a moment, "Really?"
Tang Xueli: "It's fake."
Yan Jingshu: “…”
The room was silent for a few seconds, and Tang Xueli asked him, "Why didn't you admit it right away?"
"Uh..." Yan Jingshu thought for a moment and said, "It feels like a piece of clothing that I have worn for a long time, and it was taken off all of a sudden without any psychological preparation. I feel a little... scared."
Tang Xueli really wanted to roll her eyes.
What? Does she need to give him a preview so that he can be mentally prepared?
Still scared?
"As a journalist, it's not good for you to panic so easily."
Yan Jingshu blinked and said, "It's not bad. After some exercise, I should be able to bear it."
In fact, it was only in front of her that his emotions would occasionally fluctuate in an inexplicable and unpredictable way.
In other places, when facing other people, he has always been quite calm and composed, able to control himself and the overall situation.
The two went to Liming Restaurant and ordered sweet and sour pork ribs, three fresh vegetables, fish-flavored eggplant and a basket of steamed buns.
Tang Xueli said while slowly chewing on the ribs, "You dressed up as a night soil worker to investigate the murder of two night soil workers, right?"
"..." Yan Jingshu just picked up the bun and took a big bite, then immediately stopped, "Can we not talk about this while we eat?"
"Oh..." Tang Xueli nodded understandingly, "Okay, you can continue eating."
Yan Jingshu asked her, "How are you going to spend the holidays?"
"Selling stewed food, practicing boxing, running, and reading." Tang Xueli thought for a moment and added, "Help my mother buy goods and look after the stall, and then go visit my eldest sister."
"You have an older sister?" Yan Jingshu heard this for the first time.
"Yes, she's married." Tang Xueli went to find Tang Yuanyuan, but the eldest sister didn't want her family to know that she was not living well, so she acted as if she was keeping people at a distance and was very indifferent to her younger sister who came to visit her.
Tang Xueli understood her elder sister, so she planned to give her more time.
Before that, she had to go to school, prepare for exams, and hadn't dealt with all the trouble in the compound, so she didn't interfere too much in her elder sister's life.
Now that the college entrance examination is over, she plans to solve her elder sister's troubles once and for all this summer vacation.
"Is your mother's street stall business going well?" Yan Jingshu asked.
"It's okay." Tang Xueli put the bone she had eaten clean aside and took another piece from the plate to continue eating.
"That's good." Yan Jingshu looked towards the kitchen and said, "Your second sister is a chef here and she looks very happy."
Tang Xueli chewed the ribs seriously: "She is very happy."
Yan Jingshu said: "You will have no problem getting into the Beijing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"Yeah." Tang Xueli responded.
Yan Jingshu: "I think you might be the top scholar in the capital."
"It doesn't matter." Tang Xueli didn't care about it.
Yan Jingshu ate four buns in a row and was finally satisfied. He took a bite of the food and said, "You are also good at using chopsticks with your left hand."
Tang Xueli looked up at him and said, "If you have nothing to say, don't try to find a topic."
Since the two of them are so familiar with each other, they can have a meal quietly and it won’t be awkward.
"..." Yan Jingshu just wanted to say something. He sighed and talked about the topic that Tang Xueli was interested in. "That time, I didn't just dress up as a dung collector. I really worked as a dung collector for more than a month. I had to do everything they did."
Tang Xueli was amused by the grievance in his tone, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's really hard work." Yan Jingshu said seriously, "This job is tiring and dirty, and people look down on them. The stories of the excrement collectors are very sad."
Tang Xueli stopped smiling and said, "Yes, they are indeed doing a very small but great job."
Yan Jingshu put down his chopsticks.
Tang Xueli glanced at him and asked, "Are you full?"
"Yeah, I'm full." Yan Jingshu saw her still chewing the ribs with relish and felt a little unbelievable, "You can still eat something like this?"
"Why can't I eat? Just don't think too much about it." Tang Xueli finished eating all the ribs and started eating the three fresh vegetables and eggplant.
She remembered something and asked, "The one who wanted to find Baldy to testify, was it you? Baldy is Fang Tiejun, the witness when Accountant Lin killed the two excrement collectors."
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