Lu Zhou called directly.

After listening to Qiao Lian's narration, Lu Zhou murmured for a while: "Maybe she just sees you pitiful, she has no meaning. Don't think about it. She is so much older than you."

Qiao Lian looked at the abortion below, and his fingertips clasped the railings in the corridor: "She held my hand."

"Ahem..."

Lu Zhou coughed non-stop.

It took a while to recover: "Jiao Lian, what do you mean? You won't fall in love with her anymore, are you?"

"...I don't know." Qiao Lian lowered her eyelashes.

"Qiao Lian is much bigger than you, don't be unwilling to think about it!" Lu Zhou said: "Let's meet, you'll wait for me at the gate of your school."

"...I'm not available now." Qiao Lian said: "I'll contact you again."

Qiao Lian hung up the phone.

At this time, there were no students in the corridor. Chu Zheng stood at the stairs and signaled him to go over.

Qiao Lian kicked her cell phone back into her pocket, hesitated, and walked towards Chu Zheng.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Chu Zheng asked him.

"fine."

"Why do I keep sleeping in class? Is my lecture very hypnotic?" She didn't speak well! She didn't even look at me!

"...I'm a little sleepy." Qiao Lian said: "I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't do it on purpose."

Chu Zheng took his men downstairs.

The girl's hands are warm, delicate and soft.

Put it on his palms and hold it in hand.

Qiao Lian's heart was beating wildly.

He looked back and did not see the student breathing a sigh of relief.

"What do you want to eat?" Chu Zheng didn't care at all and asked him: "I'll take you to eat."

"Everything is... OK." Qiao Lian's thoughts were a little confused and forgot to pull his hand back.

There was a quarrel sound at the stairwell, and Qiao Lian then flipped his hand back in panic and stood beside him.

Several students upstairs rushed down and saw Chu Zheng standing here. They slowed down and said hello to her.

"Hello, Mr. Ruan."

Chu Zheng nodded calmly, and the students quickly came down, and the sound of play quickly disappeared.

Chu Zheng saw Qiao Lian, stretched out her hand again and pulled him down.

"teacher……"

"Um?"

Qiao Lian pursed the corners of her lips and finally followed her downstairs obediently.

When he was almost at the bottom, Chu Zheng let go of him as if nothing had happened.

Qiao Lian was moved to her hand that Chu Zheng had held, and held it slightly with her other hand.

-

When Chu Zheng heard from other teachers about the Cultural Festival, the principal criticized Su He severely and deducted two months' salary.

Su He also needs to pay for the repair of the piano.

The principal saw her a little girl and finally gave her a discount.

But this money is also a lot, which is enough for Su He to pay for a while.

The teachers in the school have become subtle in their attitude towards Su He. Who knows whether such a person will frame him behind his back, and who will have a deep friendship with her?

During this period when Su He was not easy, Chu Zheng was very leisurely and waited for Qiao Lian to get out of school every day.

When there are people, she will go downstairs first and wait for him in a place where there is no one.

When there was no one, she would naturally lead him downstairs and let him go when he was downstairs.

Qiao Lian didn't know whether he had experienced heartbeat or stimulation in just a short time.

Anyway, he doesn't want to break this situation.

Qiao Lian held her chin and was in a daze.

The light in front of him dimmed slightly.

The hand on the table was snatched: "Listen to the class carefully."

Qiao Lian was so shocked that he dared not move, for fear that someone would discover the movement here.

Chu Zheng just held it for a moment and let it go, walking towards the back.

Qiao Lian looked back, no one noticed him, everyone was looking at the book.

Qiao Lian didn't dare to get distracted anymore, so she opened the book and listened to Chu Zheng's lecture.

When get out of class was over, Qiao Lian's tight body relaxed.

"Qiao Lian."

Meng Yu came over with two followers.

"Is there something wrong?"

Meng Yu held the table and stared at him with his eyes fixed on him: "What's your relationship with Teacher Ruan?"

A layer of sweat broke out in Qiao Lian's palm and his heart beat wildly.

Did Meng Yu see something?

"Why does Teacher Ruan always favor you? It's not that your family asks her to take care of you, right?"

Qiao Lian was stunned for a moment.

Relaxed.

"You're thinking too much."

What else Meng Yu wanted to say? Someone outside called him: "Brother Yu, Teacher Ruan called you."

Meng Yu: “…”

Meng Yu went to the office depressedly.

Qiao Lian leaned against the back of the chair. After a while, he took out his cell phone and typed it out. In the end, he didn't even type a word. He pressed to kill the cell phone and threw it back into the belly of the table.

He lay on the desk and buried his head in his arms after a moment.

-

Lu Zhou blocked Qiao Lan at the school gate and pulled him onto the cool motorcycle and left with dust.

Meng Yu brought the people out and happened to see them.

His expression was a little gloomy.

"Meng Yu, come on the competition." Chu Zheng passed by.

"Teacher, I'm in my third year of high school and I'm still participating in this kind of math competition. Isn't it a bit too much? And I'm in the liberal arts!!!" Meng Yu roared immediately.

"Well, you have to work hard to be a genius who has blossomed in both arts and science." Chu Zheng encouraged him without any thought.

“…”

I always feel like I'm messing with me!!

Chu Zheng walked a distance and looked at the direction where Qiao Lian left just now.

That's Luzhou?

Chu Zheng felt that she should have read it correctly, so she left the happy decision.

Good people cards also have their own lives.

Luzhou stopped by the river there.

Qiao Lian got off the car with an ugly face and stood on the guardrail for a while.

Lu Zhou patted his back: "Is it okay?"

Qiao Lian shook her head.

The two found a place to sit down.

"Tell me, what's going on."

Qiao Lian looked at the river: "That's it."

"real?"
To be continued...