He came with great glory

Chapter 39 Kissing His Portrait
The next day, Wen Tian gave Tan Ruinian the list of people who signed up for the Go competition.

Tan Ruinian glanced roughly, but he didn't expect to see the word Fu Ying on it, showing surprise on his face.

He is not very old, in his forties, and his old eyes are not dim, how could he see Fu Ying's name.

He took off the glasses, wiped them, put them on again, and checked them carefully.

"Teacher Tan, what are you looking at? So careful? Did you win a lottery ticket?"

Tan Ruinian smiled awkwardly: "No, it's nothing."

"Did Fu Ying from your class cause trouble for you again?"

"That's not true. She's been pretty good lately."

"By the way, Mr. Tan, have you finished the entry list for the Go competition in your class? I have to hand it in."

Tan Ruinian wiped the sweat from his brow, and passed the list over: "The statistics are ready."

"Well, then I'll hand it in."

Fu Ying also participated in the competition. Although he could not get any rankings, the courage to sign up enthusiastically is commendable.

Courage is commendable.

...

"Wen Tian, ​​help me read this question."

Fu Ying was staring at the math problem and had a headache. After class, she went to Wen Tian to hug her thigh.

"Which question?" Wen Tian raised his head and took the test paper in her hand.

A whole sheet, except for the multiple-choice questions, is blank.

Fu Ying smiled awkwardly: "Not at all."

"..." Wen Tian paused, "Actually, the teacher has explained similar questions to these questions. You just need to bring in the formula and convert it. It's very simple."

Fu Yingchi asked: "What is the formula? When did the teacher say it? Why can't I remember?"

Wen Tian: "This..."

Mathematics Fu Ying really can't listen at all, the basic state of a class is drowsy.

The teacher spread knowledge on the podium, and she held an umbrella.

When Wen Tian gave her a lecture, Fu Ying listened carefully, but she saw confusion in her eyes.

Wen Tian talked a lot, and I don't know if she understood. When the bell rang, the girl returned to her seat while holding the test paper and scratching her head.

After school, no one came to pick her up, so she didn't go home immediately, but stood at the bus stop, hoping to meet him by chance.

The old man who passed by thought she was waiting for the bus, and kindly reminded her: "Girl, the bus has stopped, and it will stop at 07:30."

Fu Ying didn't know how to explain, so she responded to the old man: "Oh, thank you."

Fu Ying stayed at the bus stop for a while before going home.

She glanced at her eldest brother's room, and just as she was about to go back to the room, Fu Yan suddenly pinched the back of her neck.

"Fu Ying, who asked you to give me WeChat to that pervert? She's fucking going to have sex with me."

Fu Ying shrank her neck in fright: "I asked you to solve the problem for me. You insist on dressing yourself in a charming and affectionate manner. People have taken a fancy to you. Do you blame me?"

Fu Yan gritted his teeth: "Is it itchy? You talked back, didn't you?"

Fu Ying: "No, brother, you said you would solve the problem for me. If you took the money, you should solve the problem, right?"

"Just your little money..." Fu Yan suddenly changed his mind, and gave a smirk, "I might have promised you to do after-sales service, unless you give me all the pocket money for the next half month, otherwise I won't help."

"..."

Fu Ying felt that she was being blackmailed.

But the handle was in Fu Yan's hands and he didn't dare to resist, so he had to suffer from being dumb.

Fu Ying's face was reluctant: "Okay, okay."

"Do you have any money with you now?"

Fu Ying made a bitter face: "Yes, but I am useful."

"Bring it."

Reluctantly, Fu Ying handed over the only dollar she had under Fu Yan's coercion: "I pay for the bus ride."

Fu Ying thought that the little brother didn't like this one dollar, but she would accept it.

He also glanced at her contemptuously: "Poor ghost."

……

The Go preliminary competition was scheduled for next Friday. After Tan Ruinian assigned homework, he told their participating students to prepare well.

Afterwards, Tan Ruinian left with his textbooks in his arms.

Later, I have to study by myself in the evening, and Fu Ying is on duty today.

When taking out the trash, Fu Ying walked slowly on purpose, and only entered the classroom when the self-study started.

I didn't expect Tan Ruinian to be here.

"Why so long?"

Fu Ying blushed: "A classmate bumped into my trash can on the road and spilled it all. I will be too late to clean it."

"Move faster in the future."

"Ah."

"Go to the seat and sit down. I have a question to tell you."

...

After school, Fu Ying sat at the bus stop across the road from the school and waited for Fu Yan as usual.

For several days in a row, she gave Fu Yan all the pocket money Fu Mingchuan gave her.

Fu Yan took her pocket money with a happy face and was very satisfied.

Picking her up every night, my attitude towards her has improved a lot for the sake of money.

Fu Ying hasn't seen Shen Liguang for more than half a month, and even her eldest brother rarely comes back. Heard that the firefighters are promoted to the assessment, so they are very busy.

The wind in the early summer night was not so hot, so Fu Ying raised her hand to pin her hair behind her ears.

Waiting for Fu Yan to take a break, Fu Ying took out the diary from her schoolbag, took a pencil and drew the outline of Shen Liguang on the white paper.

She hung her head, and the broken hair on her forehead was hanging down, gently swaying with the evening wind.

Although the girl looked petite, she could already see the rudimentary form of a young girl, and she was quiet and graceful.

With fair skin, thin body, and bright eyes, she is not as slim as a girl, but she is as clever and well-behaved as an elf.

I don’t know when there will be such a scenery at the bus station at night.

Always catches the eye.

Fu Ying, who has drawing skills, is also good at sketching, and soon the blunt and cold outline of Shen Liguang's face was on the paper.

She carefully put a mole on the end of his eyes, stared at the painting, and unexpectedly approached and kissed the painter's lips.

After reacting, Fu Ying's fair face flushed, and her clear eyes were flustered.

What did she just do?
Kissed the portrait of Shen Liguang.

Fu Ying lowered her head, bit her lip, and quickly stuffed the diary into her schoolbag.

"Fu Ying!"

Just as Fu Ying stuffed the diary into her schoolbag, she heard Fu Yan's voice.

She was startled, afraid that Fu Yan would be startled when she saw the scene just now, so she picked up her schoolbag and walked over.

She took a closer look at Fu Yan's expression, and found that he was as usual, he should have just arrived, and she didn't notice the strange behavior of her kissing the book just now.

Fu Yan raised his eyes and saw Fu Ying staring at him, frowning: "My little brother knows that he is handsome, but we are brother and sister, we... can't justify morally, Dad knows he will get sick from anger."

Fu Ying's face was full of black lines: "I think you are sick."

Fu Yan sneered: "Did you suddenly feel that my brother is very handsome?"

Fu Ying nodded against her will: "Handsome, good-looking."
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(End of this chapter)