Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Lu Zhou called directly.

After listening to Qiao Lian's narration, Lu Zhou murmured for a while: "Maybe she just looked at you pitifully and didn't mean that. Don't think about it, she is so much older than you."

Qiao Lian looked at the flow of people underneath, and pressed his fingertips to the railing of the corridor: "She is holding my hand."

"Ahem..."

Lu Zhou coughed more than ever.

It took a while before he came over: "What do you mean, Qiao Lian? You won't like her anymore?"

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

"Qiao Lian is much older than you, don't even think about it!!" Lu Zhou said, "Let's meet, you are waiting for me at the gate of your school."

"...I'm not free 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 motioned for him to pass.

Qiao Lian kicked the phone back into his pocket, hesitated, and walked towards Chuzheng.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Chu Zheng asked him.

"It's fine."

"Then why do I stay asleep in class, am I very hypnotic in lectures?" How could she not speak well! Don't even look at me!

"...I'm a little sleepy." Qiao Lian said: "Sorry teacher, I didn't mean it."

Chuzheng went downstairs with his hand in hand.

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

Touch his palm and shake hands.

Qiao Lian's heart beat wildly.

He looked back, but did not see the student's relief.

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

"All... OK." Qiao Lian's thoughts were a little confused, and he forgot to withdraw his hand.

There was a clamor in the stairwell, and Qiao Lian pulled back his hand in a panic and stood aside.

Several students upstairs rushed down, seeing Chuzheng standing here, slowing down to greet her.

"Hello, Teacher Ruan."

Chuzheng nodded his head calmly, and the students quickly came down, and the frolicking quickly disappeared.

Chu Zheng looked at Qiao Lian and stretched out his hand again, pulling him down.

"teacher……"

"Ok?"

Qiao Lian pursed the corner of his lips, and finally followed her downstairs deftly.

When he was almost downstairs, Chuzheng let go of him casually.

Qiao Lian moved the hand held by Chuzheng in front of him, holding it slightly with his other hand.

-

Chu Zheng heard other teachers say about the cultural festival that the principal severely criticized Su He and deducted two months' salary.

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

The principal looked at her as a little girl, and finally gave her a discount.

But this money is also a lot, enough for Su He to compensate for some time.

The teachers at the school have become more subtle about Su He. Who knows if such a person will frame themselves behind their backs, and who will have deep friendship with her.

During the period when Su He had a hard time, Chu Zheng was very leisurely, waiting for Qiao Lian to leave school every day.

When there are people, she will go downstairs first and wait for him where there are no people.

When there is no one, she will naturally lead him downstairs, and release him when she gets downstairs.

Qiao Lian didn't know whether he experienced heartbeat or excitement in a short period of time.

In short, he didn't want to break this situation.

Qiao leaned on his chin in a daze.

The light in front of him dimmed slightly.

The hand on the table was shook: "Listen to the lesson carefully."

Qiao Lian was so startled that he dared not move, for fear of being discovered by others.

Chuzheng just shook it and then released it, and walked towards the back.

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

Qiao Lian didn't dare to distract himself, opened the book and listened to Chuzheng's lecture.

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

"Qiao Lian."

Meng Yu brought two followers with him.

"Something?"

Meng Yu held the table and stared at him straightforwardly: "What is your relationship with Teacher Ruan?"

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

Did Meng Yu see something?

"Why does Ms. Ruan always favor you? Wouldn't it be your family who asked her to take care of you?"

Qiao stunned.

Relieved instead.

"You think too much."

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

Meng Yu: "..."

Meng Yu went to the office depressed.

Qiao Lian leaned on the back of his chair, and for a long while, he fetched the phone and typed it out and deleted, but in the end he didn't type a word, pressed the phone out, and threw it back into the belly of the table.

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

-

Lu Zhou blocked Qiao Lian at the entrance of the school, dragged him onto the cool locomotive, and went away.

Meng Yu brought people out and just saw it.

His expression was a little gloomy.

"Meng Yu, cheer for the competition." Chu Zheng passed by.

"Teacher, I am in my third year of high school, and I still participate in this kind of mathematics competition, is it a bit too much, and I am a liberal arts!!!" Meng Yu suddenly roared.

"Well, you have to work hard to be a genius with both liberal arts and science." Chu Zheng encouraged him without hesitation.

"..."

I always feel like I am being treated! !

Chu Zheng walked out a distance, and took a look in the direction where Qiao Lian had left.

Is that Lu Zhou?

Chuzheng felt that he was right, so he decided to leave it happily.

Good people cards also have their own lives.

Lu Zhou stopped over there by the river.

Qiao Lian got out of the car with an ugly face, and held the guardrail for a while.

Lu Zhou patted him on the back: "Is it all right?"

Qiao Lian shook his head.

The two found a place to sit down.

"Talk about what's going on."

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

"Really?"

Qiao Lian thought for a while and nodded slowly.

Lu Zhou's mouth twitched: "Don't joke with me, how old are you, little ancestor, you really want to fall in love, find a little girl of the same age... If you don't know each other, I will introduce you and make sure that all of them are good. ."

Qiao Lian shook his head.

Lu Zhou: "Don't worry, it won't be like that."

"Lu Zhou, you don't understand."

Lu Zhou exploded his hair: "I don't understand when I step on a horse, why do you like your teacher!!"

"Didn't you say that she is pretty and temperamental?" Qiao Lian looked at him puzzled.

"Is that the same?" Lu Zhou gasped for breath: "She is so much older than you."

No matter how beautiful, no matter how temperament, and so many years older, she can only be a good-looking sister!

"Can't I like someone older than me?"

"..." Lu Zhou scratched his head: "Who would like a girl who is older than him, even if she is one or two years older, she is so much older than you, you are still your teacher."

Boys like to be smaller and petite than themselves.

Who is okay to find someone who can be his own sister! !

"Do you know what will happen if this incident spreads out? This is not only about you, but also about her career."

Qiao Lian was silent, with the river reflecting in his eyes, and the waves gradually rose.

"Where are you going?"

Qiao Lian shook his head: "No progress has been made."

She said nothing.

Except for holding him every time, nothing has been done.

Lu Zhou smashed Qiao Lian's shoulders and forced him to look at him: "Qiao Lian, I tell you, if you don't have anything right now, get out quickly. If it doesn't work, you will transfer to my school and I will cover you in the future. "

Qiao Lian brushed away his hands, hugged his knees, and looked at the river in silence.

"Think about it seriously. You haven't gone to college yet. How old is she when you graduate from college? Qiao Lian, this is just a temporary psychological disturbance. Don't take a person's goodness as a liking."

"Don't harm yourself, don't harm her."

The river breeze brushed across his cheeks.

The wind blew Qiao Lian's eyes a bit sore, and his heart was uncomfortably tight.