Professor, your turtle!

Zhao An stepped into the threshold, pinching the seam of his trousers with both hands, his eyes swollen like walnuts.

She quickly looked up and looked around, seeing the lively battle in the office, and everyone's questioning eyes, her body trembled slightly, her face was pale, and she stood still with her head bowed without saying a word.

"Student Zhao An?" Of course the principal knows her, she is the seed contestant in this year's physics competition.He secretly glanced at Zhao An, then looked at Ji Fan standing next to Ji Huan in embarrassment, and sighed in his heart.

To be honest, he didn't want to offend any of the two groups of people.

On the one hand, Zhao An is a relative of the dean's family, and he usually strives for success, and won a lot of honors for the school in competitions.As for Ji Fan, although his own grades are not outstanding, he is still a 985 or 211 material. He is usually quite satisfactory and can be regarded as a qualified good student.

Originally, everyone has a conclusion in their minds about this matter, and the college entrance examination is approaching, so it's okay to fool around.

However, for some reason, Ji Fan refused to admit plagiarism.What's more troublesome is that his own sister has something to do with the Admissions Office of T University.

——Whether it's a student cheating or being framed for cheating, it's bad enough to let the teacher in charge of admissions know about this kind of thing.

The principal was in a dilemma, and felt that his head was bald again.

At this point, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong.From his point of view, the school's reputation is as high as the sky. If the dean was not here to watch, he would have already blamed Zhao An and explained it as "a misunderstanding".

The headmaster was upset and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

As if seeing through what he was thinking, Ji Huan glanced at him lightly, and said, "Principal Gu, I am here today only as a student's parent. 'Plagiarism and cheating' pays attention to evidence. Since the students and parents are here now, I believe the school will definitely We will deal with it fairly and come up with the truth."

Hearing the "truth", Zhao An's face turned pale again, almost transparent.

"If..." Ji Huan turned his head to look at Ji Fan, "Ji Fan really copied this classmate, then we have no objection to the school punishing him, issuing a notice of criticism, or even withdrawing from school. But if not, I also hope that you—"

She raised an eyebrow at Zhao An, "I can apologize publicly."

Before the principal could say anything, the dean became impatient: "Can't you do that? She's a little girl, and she doesn't know if Ji Fan exists, so what, cheating. It's just a reasonable suspicion. If she didn't copy, the school will investigate." Of course he will be innocent later, why should she—”

"I don't know? Is it okay to talk nonsense if you don't know?" Ji Huan suddenly stood up, with an imposing manner, and he looked taller than the men in the room. Does the judge know?"

The dean laughed: "This, how can this be considered slander?"

Ji Huan sneered, and pushed his younger brother in front of him: "Heh, if I didn't come today, would you guys investigate it? Besides, before the investigation, did any of you believe that he didn't copy it? Oh, remember? , what was the first sentence you said to me?"

She vividly imitated the high-spirited tone of the dean: "'Ms. Ji, your child won't admit to cheating on the quiz, can you please come to the school?'"

The dean was speechless by her sharp mouth, and his face was almost as pale as Zhao An's.

Ji Fan, who had been silent all this time, was pushed into the center of the crowd by his sister. He raised his eyes, and the teachers who had been gossiping earlier met his gaze and turned away unnaturally.

The room was eerily quiet.

The principal bit the bullet and smoothed things over: "Oh, this happened suddenly... The teachers only prepared to investigate this matter after listening to Zhao An's suspicion."

"Well, 'it happened suddenly'." Ji Huan said calmly, "Then did you listen to what he said?" She pushed Ji Fan again, "You said it yourself, did you copy it?"

Ji Fan opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "I didn't copy it."

Ji Huan nodded and looked around: "Did you hear everything clearly this time?" Seeing no one responded, she shrugged and sat back on the sofa, "I believe him."

An understatement, like a stone thrown into a pond suddenly, Ji Fan's heart was thrown into a turmoil, and waves suddenly rose.

His flat chest suddenly became sour, and the heart that he thought was extremely hard, seemed to have been pried open, revealing the soft clam meat inside.

--I trust you.

His mind was in a mess, and he wanted to say something subconsciously, but he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't say anything.

Xu Haifan has been standing in the corner, and at this time he also chimed in: "That's right, Ji Fan didn't even copy homework. But Zhao An, I heard that you copy the answers at home every day?"

Zhao An retorted loudly: "I didn't!"

Xu Haifan shrugged: "Why are you so excited? I don't know whether you copied it or not, it's just a 'reasonable doubt'."

"you--"

"Stop arguing." Zhao An wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the principal.He waved his hand wearily: "Then let's read the paper first?"

The math teacher stepped forward, piled up a stack of papers on the chopping board, and dug out two answer sheets from Ji Fan and Zhao An.

"Based on experience, the two papers are indeed somewhat similar." Under the tense eyes of everyone, he spread the paper tremblingly, and said anxiously, "That's why I asked classmate Zhao An to understand the situation..."

Zhao An 130, Ji Fan 138.

The eight points difference between the two comes from the last question of filling in the blanks and the last small question of the function question respectively.

Most of the people present were science teachers, and they were very familiar with the rules of judging papers.The two people who choose to fill in the blanks are basically all right, and it is impossible to judge whether they are similar, and the details depend on the big question later.

Turning to the next page, everyone was silent.

Leaving aside routine trigonometric functions and probability theory, starting from the third solid geometry, the two have very similar problem-solving ideas.

The mathematics teacher bit the bullet and explained: "This solid geometry problem is to find dihedral angles. The 'function method' is the most common way to solve it, but it is more complicated, takes a lot of time, and is easy to make mistakes." He gestured , "However, if the auxiliary line is used, it can be simplified a lot. There are five ways to add the basic auxiliary line, and there are more choices depending on the coordinate system established..."

No further explanation is needed, everyone can see that on the answer sheets of Ji Fan and Zhao An, the same auxiliary line was added, and the origin of the coordinate system was selected to be the same.

"However, our class just talked about a similar problem a few days ago, so they are not the only two students who did this." The math teacher wiped off his sweat, "But, let's look at this analytic geometry..."

If solid geometry is only similar in thinking, then analytic geometry is exactly the same, the only difference is that the unknowns are set, one sets "a, b, c" and the other sets "x, y, z", put In this situation, it's a completely self-deprecating feeling.

The crowd fell silent.

The matter does not seem to be a simple "misunderstanding". The two papers are indeed very similar. In the eyes of experienced teachers, it can be regarded as solid evidence.

The principal took a moment to glance at Ji Huan, seeing her expressionless face, his heart immediately became agitated.

Could it be... Ji Fan really cheated and refused to admit it?If this exposes the truth in public and makes Ji Huan lose face, will she treat our school secretly...

It's a pity that the twists and turns in his mind are unknown to others.

Everyone had different thoughts, the dean was the first to relax, rubbed his hands together and said with a smirk: "Hey, young people, it doesn't matter if you make a mistake, as long as you know it, you can correct it..."

The headmaster's face darkened when he heard this, and he wished he could immediately seal the mouth of the pig teammate - the admission quota of Ganqing School has nothing to do with you?

Fortunately, Ji Huan didn't mean to become angry from embarrassment, her eyes turned back and forth between Zhao An and Ji Fan, as if she understood something, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Ji Fan stared at the two identical scrolls in disbelief, and said blankly, "Sister, I didn't..."

Xu Haifan was also anxious: "Yeah, it's impossible for him to copy..."

"Hush." ​​Ji Huan raised his finger and shook it, and picked up two papers casually, "The teachers have read them too, are they really the same papers?"

The principal was about to argue for Ji Fan that it might just be a coincidence, but when he heard this, he froze on the spot.

He was a little confused.What, Ji Huan is trying to kill relatives righteously?

The next second, Ji Huan threw away the paper, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, he said lazily: "The only problem now is who copied whom."

Everyone was in an uproar.The results of the three years of high school between the two are clearly displayed here. Isn't it clear at a glance who copied who?

"What's there to say, of course—" the dean felt that it was ridiculous, and turned to his niece, "Zhao An, tell me, did he copy you?"

Zhao An's face was already pale, and fine cold sweat oozes from the tip of his slightly raised nose.She pursed her lips and said with difficulty: "...Yes."

She didn't dare to look at Ji Fan, she drooped her eyes and said in a panic: "No, it's not. I, I don't know why it's the same, maybe it's just a coincidence?" Her voice became softer and her head lowered.

Ji Huan stared at her pale face, and said meaningfully: "Is it a coincidence, I will find out soon." She turned her head, "Principal Gu, I remember there is surveillance in the classroom?"

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes."

Zhao An's face lost all color in an instant.Seeing her distraught appearance, the dean frowned slightly.

Ji Huan narrowed his eyes: "Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome. After watching the video, don't you understand everything?"

Campus monitoring involves the privacy of students and teachers, and the head teacher can watch it in real time, but only the computer in the principal's office has a backup, and it is deleted every other day.

The quiz was for this morning, so the archive must still be there.The principal asked everyone to wait a while, and took a few teachers upstairs to copy the video files.

For a while, there were only three students left in the office, Ji Huan, and teacher Xu, the head teacher.

Although the cause of this incident was Zhao An, the root cause of the trouble was that the head teacher, Old Xu, refused to pretend to be confused.He severely criticized Zhao An, but Zhao An refused to accept it, so he made a fuss in front of the dean, and was later found out by the principal, making the city full of storms.

"Teacher Xu," without outsiders, Ji Huan took off his tit-for-tat mask, poured a glass of water for him, and smiled, "Long time no see."

"Student Ji Huan." Old Xu moistened his throat and smiled gratifiedly.He had just been given a cold glance by the principal, and he was feeling bored, but seeing Ji Huan's grateful expression, a warm current surged in his heart.

After all, both Zhao An and Ji Fan were his students, and he was really sad when this happened.

"Thank you for notifying me in advance." Ji Huan said sincerely.

She was originally from an experimental middle school, but she only stayed in the school for one year. She skipped a grade and entered the T junior class in her second year of high school, so she didn't have a close relationship with most of the teachers, including Teacher Xu who taught her biology for half a year.

Logically speaking, Ji Fan's mother should have been notified of this incident, but Lao Xu made the decision without authorization and instead gave Ji Huan's contact information to the dean.

"You're welcome. I know a little bit about your family's situation." Old Xu led Ji Huan to the corridor outside, and said in a low voice, "Ji Fan worked very hard, and I really can't bear it... "

The door closed, cutting off their conversation.In the office, Ji Fan and Xu Haifan stood on one side, and Zhao An stood on the other side blankly, as if he was completely numb.

She rolled her eyes slowly, and secretly glanced at Ji Fan, but she didn't expect that he was also looking at her quietly.

Zhao An shivered, came back to his senses, and murmured: "I didn't copy it, I didn't copy it! You copied mine, you..."

Ji Fan frowned, vaguely aware that her state was very strange, just about to say something, but saw Xu Haifan strode forward, and said angrily: "I said, don't be shameless! You can't see it when you stare at others all the time. Hello others, your bloody red eye is red and bleeding, right?"

Under Xu Haifan's excitement, his movements were very large, and his whole body was full of anger. At first glance, he looked like he was going to beat someone up.

Zhao An uttered a weak scream, squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and cried, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me——" She was shaking unbearably, and only two words "Don't hit me" and "I'm obedient ".

Of course Xu Haifan didn't want to hit her. Seeing her collapsed look, even he was startled.

Ji Fan walked forward silently, walked around him, and sat on the sofa with Zhao An in his arms.

The moment he touched him, Zhao An shook lightly, but the crying stopped, and he sat dumbfounded, with his arms around his shoulders, without saying a word.

Xu Haifan was terrified when he saw it, and poked Ji Fan who came back with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Hey, is there something wrong with her?"

Ji Fan shook his head, frowned and said nothing.

Soon, the teachers came back with USB drives.

The surveillance video of Class S that day is all in it, but it may be due to insufficient memory, the first half of the exam video was overwritten.

Ji Huan glanced at the dean at the back of the crowd, and said slowly, "It's okay, the same goes for the second half."

In the video, both of them are answering the test in a regular manner, and there is nothing unusual.Soon, Ji Fan successfully answered the last small question, turned the other side, and came back to fill in the blanks with the two choices that were left blank.

Xu Haifan knew Ji Fan's little habit, and when he saw this, he gave him a comforting smile.

And then there's that eraser.Ji Fan picked it up, looked around, and quickly noticed something strange about Zhao An.

"Stop." The dean said, "Here, he seems to have glanced at Zhao An's paper by returning the eraser..."

Zhao An was scribbling on the answer sheet, and the chosen answer was left open. If Ji Fan saw it while returning the things, it seemed understandable.

"Please, he finished painting the multiple-choice questions long ago." Xu Haifan complained, "What the hell?"

"Well, that's not good, did he change the answer later?"

The principal stopped the quarrel between the two parties and pressed his temple: "Continue playing first."

The monitoring at the back showed that Ji Fan did not change the answers in a large area. After returning the eraser, he only added one choice and one to fill in the blanks, and then handed in the paper.

The dean's confidence weakened, and he bit the bullet and argued: "Then the last choice..."

This is completely "if you want to commit a crime, there is no reason to worry about it."Xu Haifan laughed angrily, and just wanted to continue to argue for Ji Fan, but felt that the corner of his clothes was being torn.

Ji Fan had been standing behind the two of them, like a shadow, now he took two steps forward, exposed to everyone's sight.Xu Haifan was taken aback for a moment, then closed his mouth.

In the middle of the crowd, Ji Fan's heart beat like a drum, but his voice was calm: "About the last question, if you don't believe me, you can check my draft."

Hearing that his younger brother took the initiative to argue, Ji Huan raised his head in surprise, and saw him standing in the middle of the crowd with his back straight.

Ji Fan took a deep breath and continued: "Every small problem above has a detailed problem-solving process in my draft. If you don't believe me, feel free to look it up. The solution to the auxiliary lines of solid geometry is not just a flash of my brain, but It comes from a real college entrance examination question I saw last night. Analytical geometry is the same, I have sorted out my notes, and I can show them to you..."

Ji Huan was more and more surprised. She knew that Ji Fan's memory had always been a weak point. When did he even remember the questions he had done clearly?

"Yes, in terms of grades, I may not be as good as others. I'm not smart, and my reaction is slow." Ji Fan's mood has calmed down, and the office is quiet except for his voice. Tried hard."

"I've never demanded absolute fairness," Ji Fan pursed his lips, "but what I didn't do, I just didn't do."

Ji Fan spoke more and more smoothly.He has never said so many words in public, it feels very strange, as if he opened up the chatterbox all of a sudden, and confessed his inner voice that had been suppressed for a long time, naked|naked for others to see.

"...you can laugh at me for not being able to control myself, but even a person like me has the right to pursue my dreams." Ji Fan summoned up his courage, and for the first time clearly stated his wish, "I have always wanted Go to T University. I will definitely go to T University.”

——It is precisely because he is not talented enough that he cherishes every opportunity.

Now the opportunity is in front of him, he is only a few steps away from it, and he is no longer ashamed to admit his dream.

Yes, he wants to go to T University, he wants to be like his older sister, he wants to continue to be a classmate with Xu Haifan, and maybe one day... he can reunite with that Mr. Fu in reality.

Hearing this, everyone's focus was completely off.Everyone doubted their ears.

Big T?Are you kidding me, this kid had a hard time taking the exam, but suddenly said he wanted to go to T University?

Is it because the pressure of preparing for the exam is too great, so you start talking nonsense?

In the dead silence, Ji Huan was the first to stand up. She put her arms around Ji Fan's shoulders and said simply: "I have already decided to stay in school. Xiaofan, I will wait for you at T University."

Immediately afterwards, Lao Xu also smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on."

The other teachers also reacted one after another, laughed a few times, and echoed a few words casually, but most of them didn't take his words seriously.

The principal coughed in embarrassment and brought the topic back: "Well, I don't seem to be able to tell anything just by watching the video, or just follow what Ji Fan said..."

The dean interrupted him hastily: "Mr. Gu, how can drafts be counted? You can make up after the exam."

"No, the draft is also a reference." The math teacher glanced at Ji Fan slowly, with apologetic expression in his eyes, "Wouldn't it be great if we could restore the innocence of the two classmates?"

"Yes." The principal nodded in agreement, "Student Zhao An, you also bring the draft, let's check it together?"

Zhao An's face was abnormally pale, as if he would collapse on the ground in the next second.She pursed her lips and said something softly.

"What?" the headmaster leaned in to listen kindly.

"I... my draft paper... lost, lost." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito gnat, like an extremely tight thread, which seemed to be completely broken at any moment.

As soon as this remark came out, the teachers who were originally neutral immediately frowned.

It's not that they don't believe her, but that the timing of throwing away the draft is too coincidental, right?

Ji Huan sneered mockingly: "Hey, lost it?"

No one answered, even the dean who had been speaking for his niece had nothing to say.

"Student Zhao An." Ji Huan walked up to her, leaned over and looked her in the eye, "I'll ask you again, do you still think that Ji Fan copied your answer?"

"..." Zhao An flinched, and panic flashed across her pale face, "No, no, no! Yes, I made a mistake..." She finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cried out in a crying voice, "Ji Fan , I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to—"

Not on purpose?Ji Huan pursed her lips in displeasure, she was almost certain that the girl in front of her must have copied Ji Fan's paper but dared not admit it, so when the teacher asked about it, she beat her up and said Ji Fan copied him instead.

Not far away, Ji Fan stood quietly on the spot.This was the first time he heard Zhao An's apology, but he frowned at her, neither accepting nor denying it.

"I'm just, I'm just..." Zhao An panicked, tears streaming down his face, "I'm sorry, I'm just afraid..."

"afraid of what?"

Before he could find out why, there was a sudden commotion outside the office door.

A female teacher said repeatedly: "Parent, please calm down. You can't—"

Before the words were finished, the door slammed open, slammed against the support, and bounced back heavily.Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a middle-aged man standing at the door angrily, holding on to the door frame, and looking sharply into the room with eagle-like eyes.

Zhao An's eyes widened suddenly, he forgot to cry, and stood there in a daze.

The man didn't say a word, he pushed away the crowd, came in strides, raised his hand and slapped Zhao An, staggering his head.The slap was extremely heavy, and with a muffled sound, everyone felt their ears hurt.

Everyone took a deep breath.

It's not that the teachers have never seen a parent beat a child, but they beat someone like this in public without even asking, or beat an adult girl, and they were so ruthless, everyone was shocked.

A red mark swelled up on Zhao An's face almost immediately, her hair fell loose, she turned her face blankly, and didn't know how to cover the wound.

"What a disgrace—" the man said through gritted teeth, grabbing her hair as if to continue.

The dean rushed up immediately, but he was too far away, and the man's second slap had already fallen.

Immediately afterwards, his hand was firmly grasped from behind.

"What are you doing?" Ji Huan said coldly.

"What are you doing? I'm going to teach my daughter a lesson and fuck you?" The man struggled vigorously, but he couldn't break free. In the next second, he was held down by several male teachers.

The female teacher quickly put her arms around Zhao An and hid aside.She didn't cry either, as if she was scared out of her wits, she curled up in the female teacher's arms with straight eyes, trembling all the time.

"This is the school," the headmaster frowned, "you—"

"What me? I can't teach my daughter a lesson?" The man glared at Zhao An in the corner, cursing such words as "losing money" and "raising you for nothing".

"Go see a doctor if you are sick." Ji Huan sneered, "What kind of skill is beating a woman?"

"you--"

"Parent, don't get too excited." The principal persuaded with a headache, "Don't you ask what happened?"

"Damn it, what good can it be if you're called a parent? I'd be ashamed to send you to school..."

There was a lot of noise and chaos in the office.

Ever since that slap was slapped, Ji Fan had been staring at Zhao An blankly. Hearing this, he suddenly came back to his senses and shuddered violently.

"Hush," Ji Huan put his arms around him, and walked out quickly, "Don't look."

"No, sister, she—" Ji Fan subconsciously struggled to turn around, but his sister held his head.

Her tone was calm: "Don't look. You can't save her."

The matter completely derailed and developed into a farce, even Xu Haifan was shocked, he stood there for a long time, and then hurriedly chased him out.

The three walked to the corner.Ji Fan still tried his best to look back, wanting to say something, but couldn't say it.

Ji Huan straightened his face and said softly, "Xiaofan, do you know the story of 'raising an elephant'?"

The trick of raising an elephant is to control the elephant from a young age.A thin iron chain was tied around the baby elephant's neck, and the beatings and hunger made it understand that it must never break free from the chain.In the end, even though the little elephant turned into a mighty elephant, it was still tied tightly by this thin iron chain. (1)

Is it really inescapable?No, it's just that for a long time, this chain has tied not only its neck, but also its spirit.

Just like Zhao An, she is not powerless to resist, but has completely lost the consciousness of resistance.

"This is an old story from 'Chicken Soup for the Soul'," Ji Huan said, "Maybe I shouldn't tell it, but Ji Fan, I don't want you to become like her."

"You have changed a lot," she stretched out her hand to comb Ji Fan's messy hair, her expression was very gentle, "I don't know how happy I am to see you dare to say what you want in public. So, I also hope, You can have an honest talk with 'her'."

Ji Fan's heart was already in a mess, and what was played repeatedly in front of his eyes was that earth-shattering slap.His lips were pursed, his eyes were dry, and he didn't know whether it was because of Zhao An's sorrow, or because of the death of the rabbit and the fox's sorrow.

In fact, what Ji Huan said is right, he has indeed changed slowly.

He learned to refute the improper demands of his classmates, questioned the teacher's conclusions, and even dared to talk about ideals at the risk of being laughed at.

However, the slap that Zhao An received seemed to slap him in the heart, knocking him back into the turtle shell, and constantly reminding him how a strong mother has always controlled his life.

- You have to learn to resist.Ji Huan said.

Ji Fan's Adam's apple rolled, he closed his eyes, and said the truth softly: "...I dare not."

Ji Huan hugged his arm tightly, stroked his back one by one: "Don't cry."

"I didn't cry." Ji Fan buried her on her shoulder and whispered, "I... just don't dare."

"Don't worry, take your time." Ji Huan said, "If you decide, I can accompany you."

Ji Fan thought for a while, nodded, then shook his head again: "...give me some time. I want...to tell her myself."

The two hugged for a while, before Ji Huan let go of him, and stroked his hair a little embarrassedly: "It's like this, you go back to class first. I will think of a way for that female classmate."

Xu Haifan pulled Ji Fan over, patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, sister Huan, I will take good care of Afan!"

Ji Huan raised the corners of his lips: "You are so active, are you afraid that I will beat you again?"

Xu Haifan: "..." Please stop mentioning the black history.

The three parted at the stairs, and Xu Haifan dragged Ji Fan back to the classroom.Along the way, seeing that Ji Fan's complexion improved, he said, "Damn it, is Zhao An born to her father? It's really scary."

Ji Fan raised his eyebrows: "Compared with this, do you think my mother looks like a kind person?"

"Don't," Xu Haifan wrinkled his nose, "Your mother just doesn't hit people, and cold violence isn't much better."

Ji Fan didn't answer.

"Hey, I'm talking nonsense, don't take it to heart." Xu Haifan said, "When the college entrance examination is over, the sky will let the birds fly, are you afraid of her?"

"No, it's not this." Ji Fan said, "I was just thinking, I probably know why Zhao An took such a risk."

"Ok?"

"Didn't she focus on physics competitions recently, and put other subjects aside. During the math quiz, her spirit was not right, she was completely flustered."

Xu Haifan nodded: "Yeah, it's easy to get rusty if you don't practice for a while. And like her, the more you worry, the easier it is to get stuck in your thoughts. Isn't the pressure too much?"

"Probably... because I'm afraid of failing the exam and getting beaten." Ji Fan sighed.

"No, she copied your answer and framed you in turn, and you still want to speak for her?"

Ji Fan shook his head: "No, I didn't forgive her."

——If his sister didn't come here by chance today, I don't know how this matter will end.If he really cheated, he would be punished lightly, and he didn't know how his mother would react.

"But... I just feel sad to see her father bullying her like that."

Xu Haifan was silent for a rare moment, and sighed, "Why don't you need to be a parent?"

Ji Fan stopped in his tracks and squinted his eyes to look outside the building. The winter jasmine flowers were in full bloom, and the campus was full of lively spring scenery.

Everything... will pass.He suddenly thought, no matter what kind of cold winter he has experienced, the dead branches can always sprout new shoots. If there is anything that can heal the pain, maybe it is only time.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a tall and handsome young man standing outside the school gate.Standing in the shadow of the wonton stand with his hands in his pockets, the man seemed to be looking up at him as well.

His appearance was indistinct, but it made Ji Fan feel palpitated, inexplicably feeling somewhat indescribably familiar.

The two stared at each other for a moment, then the man turned and walked into the store. When he lowered his head, a faint reflection flashed through the lens.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Haifan looked over his shoulder.

"No." Ji Fan shook his head and looked away.

That afternoon, Zhao An was absent.

The math teacher rushed over between classes to distribute the test papers.When passing by Ji Fan, he paused, tried his best to squeeze out a good-natured smile, and encouraged him, "Keep going."

Ji Fan's final score exceeded 135 and he received a system reward.

When I went home at night, Chen Youqing was still out of town, and Ji Huan didn't come back. She left a note, saying that she was going to help with the Zhao family's affairs.

Ji Fan casually warmed up some cold rice, lay down on the bed, and opened the pet egg.

He couldn't wait to use up the remaining special time. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to talk to Mr. Fu.

Fu Mingyuan was reading as usual, without raising his head: "Oh, you still know how to come back?"

Ji Fan recalled the angry villain on the electronic screen, couldn't help teasing him, and wrote: "Miss me?"

Fu Mingyuan: "..." His expression was a bit indescribable, he glanced at Ji Fan, and refused to answer.

Ji Fan smiled and changed into the dry clothes he had prepared long ago.

Compared with last night's dangling clothes, today's clothes seem to fit a lot better?

The sleeves and hem appear to have been cropped, the stitching has been re-stitched, and the wide waistline has been tucked in.Ji Fan was taken aback, and immediately turned to look at the man on the bedside who pretended to be nonchalant.

Fu Mingyuan stared at the book solemnly, with a serious face, but he didn't realize that he hadn't turned the pages for most of the day.

His side profile is very deep, with sharp phoenix eyes and a high bridge of nose, even the arc in the middle of the bridge of the nose is arrogant.Ji Fan couldn't imagine such a person doing handwork with a needle and thread at all.

"The clothes... fit very well." The writing board was handed to the other party.

Fu Mingyuan hummed lightly.

"Thank you." Ji Fan wrote.

He finally turned his head and looked Ji Fan up and down: "It's okay. It's a return." He raised his face proudly, and sure enough, after applying the ointment, those terrible sunburns disappeared.

Ji Fan froze for a moment, then realized that the other party seemed to be waiting for something.He hesitated for a moment, and praised: "It's recovered very well."

Fu Mingyuan: "Yes."

Ji Fan: "..." He rubbed his nose, tentatively wrote a line of rainbow fart, "It looks pretty handsome now."

【Mood value up】

[Random reward: lottery ticket 1. 】

Ji Fan: "..." Hey, if you want to compliment me, just say it!

Up until now, he had almost forgotten what he originally wanted to talk to the other party, and he only felt that his restless heart gradually calmed down.

He lowered his eyes and looked carefully at the stitches on the cuffs, and saw that they were densely packed and very neat. He couldn't help but ask, "This...is it really you who sewed it?"

Fu Mingyuan finally put down the pretending book, and said displeasedly: "Do you think there is a third person here?"

Ji Fan looked up at him, and slowly showed a shy smile: "Thank you."

The man looked a little uncomfortable, turned his face away, and said in a rough voice, "It's not difficult."

[favorability level 1]

——Do you need to praise your skills to increase your favorability?It turns out that direct compliments on looks won't increase favorability?

Ji Fan vaguely felt that he had figured out a little bit of the rules.

Just now, he exchanged a lot of Diesel with the Diligent Beans he had saved up. Anyway, the system is still user-friendly, and all of them were distributed to the same "energy storage point" near the scientific research station.

Ji Fan pulled down the map and was about to talk to Fu Mingyuan about the "energy storage point", when he suddenly heard the other party ask: "What's wrong with you today?"

"?" He didn't respond.

Fu Mingyuan's long legs hung down, he put on warm slippers, got up and walked to him.He is tall, standing in front of Ji Fan, casting a large shadow.

Ji Fan subconsciously wanted to lower his head, but he felt his chin being pinched and was forced to look up.

One raised his head and the other lowered his head. The distance between the two was extremely close, and their fiery breaths were entangled, as if they would touch each other's noses in the next second. Ji Fan blinked uncomfortably.

Fu Mingyuan looked at his expression, frowned and said, "Are you hiding something from me?" His eyes were darker, deep and quiet, but like a sharp knife that could pierce through any cover-up.

"..." Ji Fan and him looked at each other, feeling his heart skip a beat, he hurriedly looked away, and wrote with shaking hands, "Yes, I just wanted to tell you. I, I got a reward for the quiz today, and I changed it to 5kq diesel fuel……"

"Not this." Fu Mingyuan let go of him, pulled the swivel chair over, and gestured for him to sit down.

"Let's talk about it, what happened to you?"

Looking at the other party's serious eyes, Ji Fan's Adam's apple rolled, and his heart, which had just regained its calm, started beating violently again.

Does he... care about me?