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Luo Zijun got off work early today, and rushed to the school gate after tidying up.

Along the way, many students greeted him, and some bold ones even laughed at him: "Ms. Luo is in such a hurry to go on a date?"

Luo Zijun scolded: "Professor Jiang hasn't finished class yet, you ran away again?"

The students clasped their hands together as if begging for mercy.

Hehehe just passed away, and Luo Zijun didn't want to be serious with them. The ancient Chinese he taught after graduating from graduate school was a sensation when he first taught. After all, he may have been taught in such a traditional and serious subject. The worst teacher ever.

He is deeply loved by students and has a good relationship with other colleagues. Occasionally something happens, and everyone is willing to change classes with him.

So whenever Luo Zijun has time, he goes to school to pick up the children from get out of class.If you really don't have time, let Xu Chen or Li Liang go.

At 3:56 p.m., when school was about to end, a large group of parents crowded the doorway, eager to rush in through the big iron gate at one hour, to help their children carry their schoolbags and ask their relatives, all of them were like servants— —Of course some of them are domestic helpers.

Because of Dudu's congenital inadequacy, most public schools were unwilling to accept him. Later, Luo Zijun asked Dudu to find a well-known private school in the city through his relationship.

The principal is his old friend, of course Du Chengyi doesn't know this,

Seeing Luo Zijun, the child pursed his lips and walked over. Luo Zijun rubbed his head and offered him his hand.

One big and one small walked slowly hand in hand.

Luo Zijun asked him, "Are you hungry?"

The child shook his head.

Luo Zijun still bought him a piece of chocolate, and the child nibbled on it.

"Is it tasty?"

"Ah."

On the way back, a classmate walked towards him. The child's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head to eat, pretending not to see it.

Luo Zijun asked him when he was far away, "Is that your classmate just now? Don't you say hello when you meet people?"

The child kept walking forward, pretending not to hear, and when he returned home, he rushed into the kitchen with the vegetables as if evading, and was dragged out by Luo Zijun, hugged him on his lap, and wrapped his arms around him :"look at me."

Dudu dawdled for a long time with evasive eyes.

"Be polite to people, let alone your classmates."

In terms of education, Luo Zijun has always been under a lot of pressure. At that time, he took Du Chengyi from Xu Chen and raised him by his side.

Because he himself is single, has never been married, never had a child, and has never even been in a relationship. He is a teacher, that is, he is good at those professional knowledge in the classroom, and he really has zero experience in parenting and moral education.Although Luo Zijun also secretly went to the library to check some reference books later, he learned a lot of lessons from hearsay, and then consulted the teacher who helped Du Chengyi with speech rehabilitation after the operation, and secretly wrote down some things he learned in a small notebook, but he was too busy. After a round of conclusions, it is still something on paper, and it will not be known until it is useful or not.

In this life, Luo Zijun is not afraid of anything, and he has never been so concerned about anything or anyone. Only this child is as fragile as glass in his eyes, and he is afraid that he will ruin it by himself.

Dudu turned his face away and said nothing, Luo Zijun was a little angry, pinched his chin and turned around to force him to look at him.

"Don't pretend, I know your ears are healed, why? Listen to what you want to hear, or act stupid if you don't want to, it's not that cheap!"

The force in his hands was a bit strong, and the fair skin on Du Chengyi's chin was pinched with red marks.

The child stared at him for a while: "You want me to call?"

Luo Zijun gently stroked his chin while releasing the strength of his fingers: "This is basic courtesy."

Du Chengyi asked again: "You want my name to be?"

Luo Zijun felt that he was talking like a chicken talking to a duck, and he was very tired, so he sighed: "Yes, I hope you call."

The child nodded: "OK."

After the surgery, Du Chengyi actually spent a long time on language restoration.

At the beginning, I couldn't speak coherent words at all, I could only put together a few words, and the grammar and word order were often confused.

"I'm hungry and want to eat an apple", he can only say: "Hungry, eat an apple."

"Little white rabbit is afraid of tigers", he said: "Little white rabbit, tiger, afraid."

But the amazing thing is that Luo Zijun can understand it.

Once, the teacher who came to help him recover rewarded the child with a piece of candy, and the child said respectfully, "I have a family."

The teacher didn't understand the meaning and corrected him: "It should say 'my family has it'."

Du Chengyi shook his head and insisted repeatedly: "I have a family."

Luo Zijun touched his face: "Yes, you have a home, so you have a home, so you have to say thank you, understand?"

Du Chengyi stared at Luo Zijun's opening and closing mouth, tried hard to decipher it for a long time, then nodded: "I have a family, I have a family, thank you."

"Awesome!" Luo Zijun gave the child another big pooh.

Thinking of this, Luo Zijun laughed. This child was so cute before, but at most he was a little introverted. Why did he become more stubborn as he grew up.

A few days later, by coincidence, the father and son met that classmate again on the way. Luo Zijun didn't remind him, but wanted to test whether the kid still remembered this and see what he would do.

Du Chengyi looked directly at the child's face and called out loudly, "Hello, Lin Xiaoyuan."

The one named Lin Xiaoyuan didn't even look at him, just floated past him with his head held high.

Du Chengyi silently glanced at Luo Zijun and continued walking forward.

Luo Zijun's heart fluttered, he was an idiot.

Teacher Luo ran to that toot school and went straight to the principal's office.

Sitting in the room was a woman who was not a few years older than him, with exquisite makeup, a faint smell of perfume, and long black hair tied behind her head, she was beautiful and capable.

"Some family education is like this. Adults have class consciousness and instill this idea in children. He feels that he is not on the same level as himself, and there is no need to talk to him."

Principal Fang closed the document, made a cup of coffee with a smile and handed it over.

Fang Yiting is a senior at Luo Zijun University, two grades higher than him, she was still a well-known school belle at that time, she was beautiful, smart, and had a good personality, so many people lined up to send flowers, meals, and love letters every day, but she just didn't like her.

That's right, she doesn't like others, and the people she likes don't like her.

Goofy vicious circles often come from life.

Luo Zijun rolled his eyes: "It's just him, but his son has horns on his head, and his eyes are almost staring at the sky."

Fang Yiting laughed: "They have their own solutions to children's affairs. You can't follow him all your life. Sometimes letting him hit the south wall and knowing it hurts, and turning back is also a way."

Luo Zijun had a grimace, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the chair.

How could he not know the truth, he just was reluctant.

"Don't be impatient, I found that you lose your mind as soon as you encounter something about Ducheng Yi. This is not like you." Fang Yiting pushed the coffee towards him.

This Luo Zijun also knows, for whom has he been dissolute and unruly all his life?I am afraid that it is the capital Yi.

"Ugh……"

Seeing that it was almost time for get out of class to end, Luo Zijun said goodbye, opened the door of the principal's office, and looked down through the glass window from the corridor on the third floor. On the playground, Du Chengyi was walking towards the door step by step with his schoolbag on his back.

After walking a few meters, he stopped suddenly, and turned his head to look upstairs as if he had sensed it.

Luo Zijun simply opened the window and waved at him.

"It's rare for you to come and have a meal together?" Fang Yiting asked behind her back.

"Don't be busy, I'll invite you another day. I've made an appointment to take something to the movies today." Before Luo Zijun finished speaking, he saw the child rushing up all the way, panting, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead .

"Call Principal Fang."

Du Chengyi complied obediently.He knew about Principal Fang. Although she felt a little uncomfortable seeing Uncle Luo's expression, it was because of her that he was able to enter this school, so he couldn't make things difficult for Uncle Luo.

Fang Yiting patted Dudu's shoulder: "Hey, forget it, it's not convenient for you to change the day, but it's okay, you will invite me another day."

Du Chengyi lowered his head and frowned.

"sure!"

Luo Zijun swept Dudu into his arms, waved his hands and buried his long legs and walked away.

Fang Yiting stood at the window for a long time again.

The weather is getting colder, this "change day", which day is it changed?

While watching a movie, Du Chengyi held popcorn and Coke and asked Luo Zijun: "Are you going to get married?"

"What kind of marriage?" Luo Zijun thought he had heard wrong.

On the big screen, a high-intelligence dog and a group of animals are having a fight, and the colorful and dazzling images are projected in the eyes of the children, with lights and shadows flickering on and off.

"Principal Fang."

Luo Zijun understood, turned on the phone, and entered a string of words in the memo: Principal Fang is a friend, and I will not marry her.

The child put the Coke and popcorn on the round table in the middle, took his mobile phone and continued to lose: what about others?

Luo Zijun thought of Du Chengyi's phrase "What do you want?", and the humiliation of being ignored, all of which seemed to please him, just like now, for fear that he would not want him if he built another family, so he was right. He was terrified by the fact that he might get married.

Teacher Luo was sore and hurt, thought for a while, and solemnly typed four words on the phone: No one else.

The child stared at the phone screen for a long time, and finally showed a big, heartfelt smile, with dimples blooming sweetly on his face.

Luo Zijun took the child's head and trampled on it for a long time, but he didn't see the cute pair of red ear tips under the big palm, which was covered by the darkness.