Chapter 97: Teacher-disciple relationship?

Chapter 97: Teacher-disciple relationship?

    Early in the morning, Mu Wanli just got up and was preparing breakfast in the kitchen when Ruan Qingmu's voice rang behind her.

    "Mom, I'm going out for a morning run, I'll be back later!"

    Mu Wanli turned her head and looked surprised.

      Slightly pink, eyes sparkling.

    My son has lived for more than ten years, and he has never seen him get up and run early in such a big winter.

    "What's the matter with you?" She asked suspiciously, "Yesterday you went out for a morning run early in the morning, are you still going today?"

    Ruan Qingmu jumped energetically a few times, and a small ball of white air came out of her mouth: "Well! The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, I have decided, Go to bed early and get up early, and run a few laps when you get up.”

    He leaned over to see the minced meat and thin dough in front of Mu Wanli. Hehe Di Le: "Dumplings, eh?"

    Mu Wanli smiled and poked his head: "Didn't you suddenly say last night that you wanted to eat today?"

    "Well, make more, I can eat half a pan." Ruan Qingmu waved at her and rushed out the door.

    He stood at the entrance of the alley, ran back and forth along the T-shaped street, stomping his feet, and from time to time he took out his mobile phone and glanced secretly.

    "It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow. Is it convenient for me to go there in the morning?" In WeChat, the picture of the peach blossom that he painted by himself sent this text message at night.

    "Convenient! Your suitcase is still at my house, just come to pick it up, there is no problem."

     "Okay, I'll bring you breakfast in the morning?"

    "It's not that I don't have food at home. It's weird that you bring KFC from outside every day. Why don't you come to my house to eat. My mother has been thinking about making potstickers for you!"

    …

    The taxis kept driving past, and every time they came, he put his head out to take a look. Ahhh! Why haven't you come yet?

    The owner of the 24-hour convenience store at the entrance of the alley looked at it, felt strange, and called out, "Xiaowa, are you waiting for someone?"

    Ruan Qingmu remembered the boss's mobile phone she borrowed here last night, turned her head and ran over, bought a cup of hot soy milk, and warmed her hands: "Yes, wait for classmates."

    The shop owner smiled and said, "Female classmate? So eager to see."

    Ruan Qingmu lowered her head and took a mouthful of hot soy milk: "Who is playing with a girl! Male classmate, monitor, student council, good grades."

    The shop owner looked straight behind him: "Tall, right?"

    "Hey, how did you guess it?" Ruan Qingmu grinned, "Yeah, it's great to be tall and play well."

    The shop owner pointed to his back: "Your super good classmate."

     Ruan Qingmu turned around suddenly: "Huh?"

    He didn't stare at the car at the intersection for a few minutes, when his boyfriend appeared and stood quietly behind him, handsome and so handsome that he had no friends.

     Ruan Qingmu pretended not to notice his slightly swollen eyelids, and only looked down at his hands: "You have a chicken in your left hand and a duck in your right, so you almost carry it on your back. A fat baby has returned to her mother's house?"

    Qin Yuan walked side by side with him to the massage parlor. In the winter morning light, there was a faint smile in his eyes: "It's obviously the son-in-law of 'hairy' feet."

     Ruan Qingmu glared at him, stretched out her foot and kicked him: "Don't put your nose on your face, whose son-in-law are you!"

    Qin Yuan didn't dodge, and gave him a good temper: "Your family. Your family is new, with good grades, tall, and great at playing. The student union also serves as the monitor's son-in-law."

    Ruan Qingmu had a fever in her cheeks and almost tripped over the trash can at the corner of the alley. Damn, how long has this person been here?

    He forcibly changed the subject: "You emptied your refrigerator?"

    Qin Yuan's expression was a little apprehensive: "I didn't have time to discuss it with you, I just passed the shopping mall and went to buy a set of skin care products for your mother, a cashmere scarf for Sister Yun, and a small I bought a set of educational toys. I was so rude yesterday and came to the door empty-handed. Does your mother think there is something wrong with me?"

    Ruan Qingmu sighed and reached out to help him pick up something: "You have a problem with this. I have always portrayed you in front of my mother as a poor little man who doesn't care about your mother and doesn't love her, My mother thought that your family was poor and self-improvement. If you do this, the beautiful and powerful people are a little broken, top student?"

    Qin Yuan smiled: "It's not broken, your boyfriend is handsome and strong enough."

    The tragedy is true.

    The two walked quietly side by side, Ruan Qingmu quietly glanced at Qin Yuan, whose face was gradually calming, and asked carefully, "How was last night?"

    Qin Yuan lowered his eyes: "My dad told me something about the past."

    He paused, and finally had some redness in his eyes: "My mother... just like your father, she lost her life for us."

    Ruan Qingmu suddenly looked up at him, opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

    Qin Yuan turned his head to look at his shocked and sad eyes, and shook his head gently: "It doesn't matter, it was more than ten years ago. I will adjust it."

    The wound has not been treated with "medicine", it is not a problem after all. The pain was a little painful when I opened the scar, but if I put the "medicine" on the bandage again, it might be able to heal sooner.

    In the beauty salon for the blind, the door was left ajar, the hot oil in the kitchen was buzzing, and the other doors were closed.

    Ruan Qingmu glanced around quickly, put down the hot soy milk and the things in her hands, stood on tiptoe, and quickly pecked Qin Yuan's face on the side, like a chicken stealing Shi, soft and light: "Don't be sad, you can take charge of this place. If you sell out badly, my mother will treat you well right away!"

      His eyes brightened, and he raised his hand to squeeze Ruan Qingmu's chin: "..."

    The two jumped up at the same time, Qin Yuan's face turned blood red, Ruan Qingmu calmed down more quickly, and immediately replied: "Sister Yun, it's my classmate who is here to greet the New Year!"

    While talking, he pointed at Qin Yuan's eyes, Qin Yuan instantly understood: he was blind, he didn't see them.

    He gritted his teeth, came over unexpectedly, and printed a hasty good morning kiss on Ruan Qingmu's lips before he responded with a loud voice: "Happy New Year, Sister Yun."

    …

    The winter is very short, and spring is quietly approaching when the school starts.

    In the second semester of high school in Experiment 3 Middle School, a few satellites were put in the "touch" bottom test at the beginning of the school.

    At the end of last semester, Ruan Qingmu, who was questioned by a lot of questions about her mid-term exam results, had already quelled the doubts with her jumping grades, but as soon as this semester started, she once again raised her total marks by a whole lot More than one hundred, jumped directly from more than 290 to 185.

    In addition to him, the 1st class sports committee Fu Songhua also burst into the cold.

    At the end of the last semester, the grades dropped to the top 30, and this semester started suddenly like a god. I was the fifth in the whole grade for the first time, and even won the second place in this class. The academic committee of Peiyou Class 1 dropped by four or five points.

    "Fuck, Fu Songhua, that animal!" During the second class break, in the classroom of Class 9, Huang Ya looked at the phone and screamed, "It hurts me!"

     Ruan Qingmu was lying on the table, biting the pen holder and looking at the chemistry test paper on the table, she heard the words and raised her head: "What to pay?"

    Bai Jing said with a smile: "I made a small bet, betting on whether the performance of the big guys will drop or rise, Huang Ya bet on Fu Songhua to continue to decline, tsk tsk."

    Huang Ya's acne scarred face wrinkled painfully: "Who would have thought that he only got 30 places in the exam last semester, and this semester can be so fierce? Jumping up and down, crazy!"

    Fang Li sat in front, looked at him, his face turned red, and whispered: "Deserved."

    Huang Ya turned his head sharply and looked at Fang Li, who was usually weak and timid: "What did you say?!"

    Fang Li mustered up his courage: "...they used to be in the top ten of the grade. You bet he will drop, so bad."

    Huang Ya flew over, grabbed his neck, and shook him in grief and indignation: "I'm bad? Classmate Xiaofang, don't think that you are a beautiful flower, and you just talk "chaotic" I won't be slapped!"

    Before shaking a few times, his left buttock was kicked, and Ruan Qingmu's cold voice sounded: "One winter vacation is gone, Huang Ya, you have learned to bully people. "

    Huang Ya wailed: "Brother Ruan, you are reasonable. Fang Li turned his elbows to a man from another class like this. "

    Fang Li blushed and hit him with a backhand: "Shut up..."

    Huang Ya was shocked: "I rely on it, Fang Li will beat someone!"

    While they were fighting, a figure rushed in at the back door of the classroom, tall and strong, moving like the wind, kicking Huang Ya's other half ass: "Yellow duck, you are courting death, I will fulfill you ."

    It is Fu Songhua, the fresh and energetic class 1 sports committee member.

    Huang Ya screamed, turned her head to see him, pounced on him in anger and fought with him: "It's your business?"

    Fu Songhua is righteous: "Fang Li is my master, you bully my master, of course it has something to do with me."

    Huang Ya stayed: "How come you are a master and apprentice!?"

    Fu Songhua smiled: "He taught us to dance."

    Fang Li's face was crimson, embarrassed and annoyed, and he didn't know what to say.

    Huang Ya took a kick and wanted to pay him back: "Bah, then kneel down and kowtow, and the people in our class will recognize your master-disciple relationship."

      Acknowledging the relationship is fine."

    Although Huang Ya is tall and strong, but his skills are too poor, he is bullied by him and has no power to fight back. He shouted angrily: "My day, the first three years old are amazing. I lost money and I haven't found you yet, and I still beat people across the class?"

    "What's wrong with crossing the class, those who violate my training class will be punished even if they are far away!"

    The relationship between the two classes is very good. Under the leadership of Qin Yuan and Fu Songhua, many boys are more affectionate than the people in this class. No one thought it was strange when they rushed in to make a fuss. Instead, they laughed and coaxed: "Oh, oh, the school grass beat people!"

    "The first class sports committee is that you are wrong. Why are you beating him? Just sit next to Huang Ya and humiliate him with your face?"

    "Old Master, I advise you not to recognize the relationship between master and apprentice. Masters and apprentices have always turned against each other, or they will become people in the room - hey, hey, please don't hit me, this is not me. You said, look at Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu..."

    Ruan Qingmu looked at it coldly, and suddenly whispered behind Fang Li, "You don't care about this sophomore?"

    Fang Li trembled with fright, and turned back in embarrassment: "I-I can't hold him either."

    Ruan Qingmu nodded: "Okay, then I'll pull the dog chain for you."

    He picked up a book and slammed it on Fu Songhua's arm numbness: "Fool, don't go too far."

    In order to show their affection, they come to show off their power, even if they are helping Fang Li, this cannot be tolerated.

    Fu Songhua's arms were sore and numb, he hurriedly let go of Huang Ya, and looked at Ruan Qingmu aggrieved: "What are you doing, I see injustice and draw a knife to help!"

     Ruan Qingmu sneered, stretched out her fingers, and tapped her feet: "I will cover the site of Class 9."

    Fu Songhua was about to continue making trouble, when he saw Fang Li's restless expression, he immediately persuaded: "Okay, then I'll go."

     Walking into the corridor, he suddenly turned around again, leaned on the windowsill and whispered at Fang Li, "Fang Li, Fang Li!"

    Fang Li was watching his back from the corner of his eye, and looked over in a hurry.

    Fang Li's ears turned red: "200 yuan."

    Huang Ya glared at them angrily and indignantly on the side: A pair of dogs and men, no wonder Xiao Fangli is so protective of him, it turns out that there are financial interests!

    Fu Songhua was in a daze, and did not avoid suspicion: "The military medals are also half of mine. Would you please invite me for a drink at noon?"

    Fang Li was restless and nodded quickly: "Well, take out the 200 yuan, I invite everyone to be a guest."

    Tang Tiantian came in from the door with a pile of homework, and smiled sweetly at Ruan Qingmu: "Sports Committee, I just went to the office, and Teacher Jian asked me to bring you a message."

    Ruan Qingmu asked in surprise: "What's the matter?"

    "Next week's morning "exercise" morning meeting will show the top students who have improved their grades. You have to write a speech, go up to introduce your grades and experience, and share with your classmates."

    "Wow—" There was a sensation in the classroom, "You have a long face, Brother Ruan!"

     "Brother Ruan Niubi! In the past, the top few in the Peiyou class went up, but can more than 100 people in our class go up?"

    "The first few people introduced their experience with a fart meaning, and they can't understand and learn. We need inspirational cases like Brother Ruan!"

    Ruan Qingmu was stunned: "Ah, can't you go up? My stomach hurts."

    Tang Tiantian can't help laughing and crying: "It's a few days left, your stomach hurts early? Lao Jian will grab your ear and carry it up."

    Ruan Qingmu is gone. He sullenly thought for a while, not knowing what to think, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

    The class bell rang, he sneaked out his phone and typed a line: "I'm going to speak at the meeting next week."

    The reply arrived immediately: "Well, I know, Fu Songhua is going up too."

     Ruan Qingmu smiled and said, "I can stand with you, is it a bullshit?"

    In the classroom of Class 1, Qin Yuan looked at the line of characters, and slowly typed a few words: "Super invincible cattle batch."

    His Nguyen Nguyen, his boyfriend.

    It only took more than one semester to stand on the same high platform with myself, high-spirited, proud and arbitrary.

    "However, I won't go up this time." He was warm and a little regretful, "The Academic Affairs Office said to encourage rapid progress, and stable grades will not go up."

    The smile on Ruan Qingmu's face froze, and she poked the textbook in front of her sadly.

    neuropathy, the first place with stable grades does not need to go up and be more smug!

    He thought for a while, then typed solemnly: "It's okay, I'll go up and take you."

    "Huh?"

    "I will announce the award. Thank you cctv, thank the organizing committee, thank Lao Jian and all the competitors, and thank my dear...family."