Mr Gingerbread

There are many things to do as the school approaches the winter vacation, and professional teachers like Lu Ming also become busy. Year-end exams and various tasks are sent out one after another. Busy people don't even have time to catch their breath.

Lu Ming didn't intend to move back to Han Qiaoyu's place to continue living, and Han Qiaoyu didn't dare to mention it, so he could only run around by himself to help cook and clean up the housework. Occasionally, when Lu Ming was in a good mood, he would let him stay overnight, but still no Give him the key to the dorm.

Han Qiaoyu didn't dare to urge her, but she also felt that Lu Ming was making a change. It was different from the sweet but hard-to-grasp feeling before. Although Lu Ming didn't seem to be very close, every step he walked over, They all really moved closer to him.Han Qiaoyu slowed down and gradually expanded his territory, but his mood was better than before.

After talking about childhood, Han Qiaoyu occasionally mentioned a few more words to Lu Ming. Lu Ming had a good memory, and he quickly remembered those things that happened when he was a child.

Han Qiaoyu hugged him and sat on the sofa, while watching TV, he said, "You were the best at writing in big characters at that time. I remember praising you all the time, and even posted two pictures as demonstrations. Tea becomes wine, bamboo stove soup boils and becomes red'..."

Lu Ming waited for a while and didn't see him continue. He smiled and said, "'It's the same as the moon in front of the window, but plum blossoms make it different'. There is also the second half of the sentence, why don't you say it?"

Han Qiaoyu laughed, hooked his hair with his fingers, and said, "I can't remember, I just remember the way you were standing in front and being praised, and you looked up very proudly."

Lu Ming said: "Mr. Dai Shan praised me, he must be happy, are you not happy to be praised?"

Han Qiaoyu thought for a while and said, "I really haven't been praised."

Lu Ming lazily said: "That's right, your writing is so bad, you wasted such good paper and pen and ink."

Han Qiaoyu bowed his head and kissed him, as if he couldn't kiss him enough. He kissed him and said, "I will leave all the pens and paper to you in the future, and you will write for me."

Lu Ming kissed him for a while and said, "That depends on your performance."

Han Qiaoyu looked at him and said, "I'll listen to you."

Lu Ming said, "Really? Then let's talk about family rules."

Han Qiaoyu laughed and said, "What time do you want me to go home? I can go earlier. If I don't come back before nine o'clock, I will definitely call you to ask for leave."

Lu Ming laughed as he thought about the family rules he had told him before. At that time, he was only half thinking of teasing him, and he never thought that they could be together for so many years.He patted Han Qiaoyu's face and said to him, "Honestly, I want to have a good talk with you."

Han Qiaoyu responded, hugged him in his arms and said, "Okay."

Lu Ming said: "I don't want to have a relationship with you, but there are some things that I want to do by myself." He pondered for a while, and then said: "I don't want to go back to the house over there, it's not that I'm dissatisfied with you, it's I want a little space for myself."

Han Qiaoyu listened quietly to him.

Lu Ming said: "I will do things in school by myself. I know that you can easily get me a lot, some even require years of hard work for others, but I don't want that. I can do it myself. If you do it, it’s okay to be two years late, I want to do it myself.”

Han Qiaoyu held his hand and put it on his lips, kissed him and said, "Okay."

Lu Ming looked at him and said: "The same is true for paintings. I will consign them to other galleries and sell them with Shushizhai, but you don't want to help me. I just paint those to see what I can do and if I can do it. I'm attached to you for everything, and I can't do that." He put his hand on Han Qiaoyu's face, rubbed it, and leaned over to kiss him, "You are so nice, I have to stand up by myself, so I can be with you for the rest of my life."

Han Qiaoyu lowered her head and kissed him, her heartbeat quickened by the phrase "forever", and her body began to move emotionally.He aggravated the kiss a little bit, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, but I want to apply..."

Lu Ming said, "What?"

Han Qiaoyu put him down on the sofa, loosened his neckline, covered him up again and said in a hoarse voice while kissing, "I want to apply to stay today."

Lu Ming laughed, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, raised his head and sent himself up.

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As the winter vacation approached, more and more documents were issued.

Lu Ming received the notice and went to the office to collect the documents. He knocked twice on the door, then opened the door and went in.

In addition to the director, there is another acquaintance in the office, Mr. Cheng Yecheng.

Cheng Ye was talking to the director there, and it was rare that he was more serious. When he saw Lu Ming coming in, he pursed his lips and didn't continue talking.

The director looked a little embarrassed, adjusted his glasses, and said, "Mr. Lu, please wait for a while, come back tomorrow, I have something to do today..." After he finished speaking, he went to look at Cheng Ye again, touched his arm and said: " Teacher Cheng, why don't you go back first? We will definitely solve the problem you responded to."

Cheng Ye refused to leave and insisted, "I need your signature today. There are so many students waiting, so you can't just cancel it."

The director said: "Okay, but we still have to respond to the higher-ups. It's not something I can say alone." He asked again, "Mr. Cheng, what do you think?"

Cheng Ye said: "Okay." He turned and walked to the door. Lu Ming slowed down and stood at the door, ready to wait for Cheng Ye to go back together.Cheng Ye came over. Before Lu Ming could speak to him, he saw Mr. Cheng suddenly turned around and went back. He bypassed the director and went to the desk, bending over to find something.

The director was startled, and shouted repeatedly: "Mr. Cheng, hey, Mr. Cheng!"

Cheng Ye stood at the desk, patted the table, and said softly, "Come out."

This time the director did not dare to go over.

Lu Ming was a little strange. He raised his eyes and looked over, and suddenly a living person appeared under the large desk.The man was quite tall, with a shallow scar on his eyebrows, high eyebrows and deep eyes, a little rebellious, wrapped in black clothes, he looked very unfriendly.

The man got out from under the table, a little embarrassed, but he was so tall but he didn't dare to look into Cheng Ye's eyes, he looked away and coughed, and said: "Then what, I, I accidentally dropped the pen just now... ..." He himself probably knew that this excuse was not very suitable, so he glanced at the director again and said, "We have something to do, let's use your office to chat for a while."

The director immediately nodded in agreement, went out with Lu Ming, and closed the door for them.

Lu Ming was still a little worried, and asked, "Is this okay? Teacher Cheng is a civil servant..."

The director was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's okay! That's Mr. Cheng's elder brother, they're a family, don't get in the way."

Lu Ming didn't expect it, and looked back at the closed office door. He had heard Cheng Ye say that he had an older brother, but he didn't expect it to be like this. He didn't look like Cheng Ye in height and shape, and his face was a bit fierce. .

The director said: "Mr. Lu is here to get the documents, right? Let's go, I'll take you to the next office to get another copy."

Lu Ming agreed and went with the director.

He came back with the documents, and there was no class at 09:30 in the morning, so he simply waited for Cheng Ye in the staff office for a while, saw him coming in, and went up to him and asked him, "Teacher Cheng, are you okay this morning?"

Cheng Ye no longer had the momentum of arresting people in the morning, and said a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm causing trouble for you and the director."

Lu Ming said: "It's okay, I heard from the director, is that your brother?"

Cheng Ye nodded and said, "Yes, I lived in school for a long time, so he came to see me."

Lu Ming looked at him.

Cheng Ye groaned for a while, and then said it himself: "Several students in our class signed up for a craft competition. They were going to Yunnan for two weeks. I agreed to lead the team to accompany them there, but my brother came to the school by himself. They didn’t let me lead the team, and didn’t discuss it with me, so they disqualified me.”

Lu Ming was a little surprised: "No way, is your brother so authoritarian?" After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not good to say this, so he persuaded him a few words: "Maybe he is worried that it is not safe for you to go out so far..."

Cheng Ye sighed and said, "He just blamed me for not coming home for so long."

Lu Ming was in the same situation as him, but Han Qiaoyu wanted to stay on the sidelines, sometimes pretending to be pitiful, which was better than the one in Mr. Cheng's family.

Cheng Ye took a bottle of water, took a sip and asked Lu Ming, "Mr. Lu is looking for someone older than you, right?"

Lu Ming said, "Yes."

Cheng Ye squeezed the bottle, sighed and said, "The older ones are not necessarily sensible."

Lu Ming laughed, thought for a while, and said, "Yes."

The news of Mr. Dai Shan's return to China still spread in the circle. He always had a few close friends who knew about it. These people were from the Academy of Fine Arts. One told the other, and even Lu Ming heard a few words.

Dean Sun was very happy for a few days in a row. He had attended Mr. Dai Shan's class for a few days, and he had a teacher-student relationship with the old man, so he was also invited this time.He took two paintings from Lu Ming. Although he couldn't bring his students in together, he still wanted to recommend his own students. He said to Lu Ming: "At the beginning, your father also learned painting from Mr. Dai Shan. It’s different in the sky, they are serious teachers and students. These few photos of yours are quite like your father’s, so I’ll show them to Mr. Daishan and give him a surprise.”

Lu Ming rarely heard his father mention these things, but he also knew that his family had some connections with Mr. Daishan, otherwise he would not have gone to Mr. Daishan to learn painting when he was a child. Learning to paint is really passed down in one line.”

Dean Sun laughed and said, "That's right, who came out of our Painting and Calligraphy Academy, which one is not good?"