wine is character

Listening to Tan Qingfeng's lecture topic, Musu's thoughts were all about taking revenge on this person.So I went to the kitchen and poured a glass of Coke, but Tan Qingfeng didn't drink it all the time. After coughing twice, Musu hurriedly handed it over, but just as it reached his mouth, Qingfeng put down the Coke again, as if remembering something he had forgotten place, continue to talk about the topic.

"You drink water and eat, and you don't need to spit on the topic." Mu Su couldn't bear to remind him, Qingfeng looked at his temper, helplessly picked up the biscuit on the plate, took a bite, and then paused after taking a bite, as if nothing had happened Swallowed the whole piece, then continued to lower his head to explain.

"You..." Mu Su was stunned, he squeezed mint-flavored toothpaste into the biscuit, did Tan Qingfeng lose his sense of taste?

"Do you understand? If you still can't solve this problem, eat some biscuits and relax first?" Qingfeng handed over the biscuits, and Musu waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I will do it."

The Musu people are still quite smart, and they can understand almost all of Qingfeng's lectures, but he has been reluctant to use his little thoughts in his studies. He only knows how to put toothpaste in biscuits. In fact, he discovered this prank when Qingfeng sat down. Just because yesterday's temporary refusal of the appointment probably hurt his heart, he took the plan and took it as self-punishment.

"Qingfeng..." After Mu Su finished his homework, he turned around and asked curiously, "You really don't think the biscuits just tasted different."

"Why? Do you think the taste is different?" Qingfeng deliberately asked back, and Mu Su was stunned for a moment when he asked, whether it was wrong or not.

"The clean is self-cleaning. Don't care about other people's opinions. The world is so big. If you don't have the ability to pry the whole earth, you can't pry people's hearts." Qingfeng packed her schoolbag and left such a sentence to Mu Su, Mu Su Su's cheeks flushed slightly, as if he was a little happy, Tan Qingfeng was expressing his belief in himself.

"Ah."

Before leaving, Qingfeng took a sip of Musu's special Coke, which is soda water, soy sauce, and wasabi. He reached out and patted the head sitting beside him, and then rubbed vigorously. "Rest early, let's go first."

Musu watched Tan Qingfeng eat and drink what he prepared so calmly, and wondered if the taste was not as bad as he imagined. He just took a sip and almost sprayed it on the desk. The taste permeated his mouth The middle-aged and long-distance lingering, Mu Su couldn't help suspecting that Tan Qingfeng should be a person who has no sense of taste.

However, after being told by Tan Qingfeng, Mu Su's depressed mood for a long time suddenly cleared up, and he went to the playground with everyone to play ball the next day.

The ball was just halfway through, when Mu Su sharp-eyed saw that the art teacher asked someone to send something to the high school again, without saying a word, threw the kickoff ball and jumped over.

"I'll go..." Musu's voice came from far away, "I'll go, I'll go."

Now there is nothing new in this high school, but every time he passes by the bulletin board, he will still take a second look to see what new achievements his tutor has.

Musu came to the high school several times, and every time during recess, when passing by Class [-], she always saw Qingfeng sleeping.But today it was rare to be sober, a blackboard newspaper was posted at the back of the class, and Qingfeng's handwriting was handsome and elegant, so he was in charge of writing on the blackboard.

Suddenly his head was hit by something, Qingfeng turned his head, there was nothing, and was hit again, looked down at the two chocolates under his feet, and he knew who the instigator was at the sign.

Qingfeng pretended to be ignorant and ignored, but who knew that brat smashed chocolates like stones several times, Qingfeng dropped the book and chased after him, only to see a figure from behind, the little lunatic ran away laughing, leaving He was the next one who couldn't laugh or cry.

"Little lunatic." He picked up the chocolates on the ground one by one, and there was already a small box in the drawer.

Musu likes to eat chocolates, but he doesn't know that Qingfeng doesn't like sweets, so he unknowingly saved up such a box, and it should be worth a little money to sell it.

After looking at it, he peeled off the candy wrapper, it was bittersweet, he didn't think it was very delicious, but he couldn't help that little lunatic who liked it so much, he ate it so badly.

"This time our class Tan Qingfeng and Class [-]'s Tan Ling have good grades in all aspects, but there is only one recommendation competition in the city. Who do you think it will be?" At this time, two girls were chatting by the window, and they happened to be Qingfeng heard it, and the interest just now was wiped out.

"Qingfeng, come out."

In the middle of class, the head teacher called Tan Qingfeng out of the classroom, but she didn't go with Qingfeng, she just told the location and left.

Qingfeng can vaguely guess who the other party is, and he doesn't really want to see him, but he has to.

Pushing the door open, the man sitting in front of him was leisurely half leaning on the sofa chair in the office, his sideburns were neatly trimmed, and he was wearing a neat suit, just like a leader.

"You're here." With this way of greeting, Qingfeng felt that he was more like his subordinate.

"Is there something wrong?" Every time I see this man, there is a high probability that Qingfeng will not be happy. As expected, he cuts to the chase. Before he can say anything, Qingfeng has already said urgently, "Don't fight with Tan Ling, he is my elder brother. There is only one quota, and the younger brother should give way to the elder brother, is that what you mean?"

"Why do you have to squeeze together with Ling'er and go your own way? In this way, you will make it difficult for me as a father." The man didn't seem to estimate Qingfeng's feelings when he spoke, Qingfeng's face There was nothing unusual, thinking that if he didn't say that, he would feel that something was wrong with this man.

"You are always so cautious, like walking on thin ice. What are you afraid of? My father." As soon as Qingfeng said this, the man's face turned red instantly, as if as long as Qingfeng said one more sentence, it would immediately explode. It's a pity Qingfeng tactfully stopped talking.

"It's all over, why don't you hold on to it? I'm not letting you go home, but there are your aunt and Ling'er at home. You must not get along well. You live in the house outside. Why should I be a father?" I can't treat my son badly." The man softened his tone, trying to persuade the stubborn "son" in front of him.

"Oh, I have nothing to do, I'm leaving first." Qingfeng's smile fell into the man's eyes, it was the most naked irony for him.

Walking to the door, putting his finger on the lock, Qingfeng was silent for a while, then slowly turned around, smiled at the man with a very gentle expression, "In the future, just talk about this kind of thing on the phone, no need Come here yourself."

Walking in the corridor of the teaching building, Qingfeng recalled what the man said just now, and couldn't help but find it funny, the house outside?The keys to that house have long since been thrown away, and this house is still left with spider webs.