Preliminary Discussion on the Transformation Method of Slag Attack

Zhang Zhi gently put Yang Ruoyu on the sofa, as if putting something fragile, but this did not dampen his anger.He lifted Teacher Yang's left foot, took off his shoes and socks, and saw that the ankle was completely swollen, and said distressedly: "Let's go to the hospital! Why do I look so serious!"

Yang Ruoyu ignored him.

Zhang Zhi could only change his words: "You don't want to go to the hospital, I'll find a doctor I know to come over and take a look for you. If you hurt a bone, or happen to rupture your Achilles tendon, you'll be in trouble."

Yang Ruoyu said angrily: "A doctor you know? Do you think this is America?!"

Zhang Zhi thought about it, he really didn't know an orthopedic surgeon who he was familiar with--however, Mr. Yang did know one...

After making a difficult choice between reason and emotion for a few seconds, Mr. Zhang leaned down to get Teacher Yang's mobile phone on the coffee table——

"What are you doing?" Yang Ruoyu asked in surprise.

"Call Dong Qinglin." Zhang Zhi said with a bitter face.

The corners of Yang Ruoyu's mouth twitched, and he weighed the pros and cons, but in the end he didn't say anything to stop him.

So Mr. Zhang reluctantly dialed the phone, and secretly prayed in his heart that he could hear the notification that the phone was shut down or could not be connected.

As a result, Dong Qinglin arrived at Yang Ruoyu's house within 10 minutes.The phone just rang once and was picked up. He also remotely directed Zhang Zhi to do a simple checkup for Yang Ruoyu. He had already judged that it was just a sprain, and told him to apply ice packs quickly. Finally, he claimed to arrive soon—— Zhang Zhi didn't have time to say that since he has been diagnosed, you don't need to come here, the other party quickly hung up, as if others didn't know how much he cared about Xiao Yu, which made Mr. Zhang very depressed.

Dong Qinglin checked Yang Ruoyu himself again, and came to the same conclusion as on the phone, and said: "This fall was not light, and I'm afraid it won't hit the ground for a week. I'll get you an abduction. "

Zhang Zhi hurriedly said: "Which is the crutch, I'll just carry you on my back."

Dong Qinglin turned his head bitterly: "Mr. Zhang, you don't have to go to work?"

"If I have to clock in every day, what's the point of me being the chairman?" Zhang Zhi smiled very much.

"Capitalist!" Dr. Dong, who was fighting like a war every day, was gnashing his teeth with envy, so he could only start on Yang Ruoyu, and lowered his head to ask him, "What do you think? It might be more convenient to have a pair of crutches. I'll get you one from the hospital. "

Before Yang Ruoyu could answer, Zhang Zhi hurriedly said, "They all said no, why make such a big fuss? These days, when you are in class, I will drive you to the teaching building, and then I will carry you on my back. Walking on crutches is also very slow and unsteady!"

Dong Qinglin immediately retorted: "Is it not a big fanfare to be carried to class?"

Yang Ruoyu was very irritated by their quarrel, pointed at Zhang Zhi and said, "That's all, all right, it's none of your business, you should leave now!"

Zhang Zhi was terribly wronged, but he didn't dare to confront Yang Ruoyu, who was burning with evil spirits, so he could only say: "Then I'll buy you some ingredients for making soup, and you'll get better soon!" With a victorious smile, he went out the door in disgrace.

As soon as the door was closed, Yang Ruoyu immediately said to Dong Qinglin who was about to sit down on the sofa: "Well, you can go to work too, I'm fine."

"So, Mr. Zhang called me here on his own initiative?" Dong Qinglin was a smart man, and he immediately understood from Yang Ruoyu's attitude that he didn't really want to see him.

Yang Ruoyu bowed his head and did not answer.

"I underestimated Mr. Zhang's love for you," Dong Qinglin laughed at himself, then squatted down beside Yang Ruoyu, and said softly, "So, our teacher Yang has already considered it?"

Yang Ruoyu had a bitter face: "Can't you not like me?"

Dong Qinglin smiled slightly: "What do you think?"

Yang Ruoyu sighed, and said cautiously: "You are a sensible person, why waste time on me?"

Dong Qinglin's eyes darkened, but he replied seriously: "But I don't think it's a waste of time!"

Yang Ruoyu looked at the man squatting beside him.It's also a confession, his smile, voice, and wording are hundreds of times more reassuring than someone's flamboyant flamboyance... I can't help but feel a little complicated.

"Then I've answered you?" Yang Ruoyu asked cautiously.

"Well," Dong Qinglin's voice was still very gentle, although there was a bit of bitterness in the gentleness, "Actually, I know you have already considered it, or you don't need to think about it, but you are embarrassed to reject me directly. I have always I know, if I hadn't suddenly had the opportunity to meet your parents, I wouldn't have rushed to confess my love to you... Their appreciation gave me a glimmer of hope that maybe you could be swayed, but now that I think about it, I was wrong."

Yang Ruoyu was speechless: "I'm sorry."

Dong Qinglin's smile deepened: "You are so cute... However, I need your apology. So, can I use this sorry in exchange for the right to continue to be your friend?"

"But..." Yang Ruoyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Dong Qinglin.

"On the premise that I will never mention this matter again and have no expectations of you anymore, I promise."

Yang Ruoyu looked at him and said, "You know, it's not bad for me, it's just not good for you."

"Ruoyu, I'm not a child, I can judge for myself if it's good or not." Dong Qinglin insisted.

Yang Ruoyu had nothing to say, so he stood up and prepared to see off the guest. Dong Qinglin was afraid that he would fall and rushed to pull him, but the two accidentally bumped into each other, and even knocked down a mineral water bottle on the coffee table. The movement is not big, but the commotion is not small.

After being startled, the two looked at each other and laughed.Dong Qinglin half-jokingly said: "Is it okay for me to go? Don't hurt yourself."

Yang Ruoyu hopped on one foot and sent him to the door. Dong Qinglin opened the door and saw Mr. Zhang, whose face was as ugly as dirt.Yang Ruoyu immediately became angry: "You can do it, you have learned how to pick the cracks in the door?!"

Dong Qinglin didn't change his expression, turned his head and said to Yang Ruoyu: "I have a consultation in a while, I can't ask for leave, come to see you after rest the day after tomorrow, and leave the three meals to me!"

Zhang Zhi interjected outside the door: "No need, I will help Xiaoyu cook for a few days."

Dong Qinglin looked at him with a smile: "Shall we go together? See you the day after tomorrow!" After speaking, he bypassed him and went downstairs.

Yang Ruoyu watched him go downstairs, then faced Mr. Zhang, and closed the door with a bang.

Mr. Zhang, who was shut out of the door, went back to the house and studied the soup making technology all afternoon. Finally, he made a pot of soup and a few side dishes in the evening, and then carefully sent a WeChat message to Mr. Yang, asking if he would like to give it a try Taste.A few minutes later, I received a reply: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm hungry, bring it quickly."

Mr. Zhang silently said "Follow orders" through the mobile phone, and then knocked on the opposite door with a meal in his hand.

Yang Ruoyu just picked up Jiang Chen's call, hopped to open the door with the phone in his hands, then jumped back to his room and closed the door to talk on the phone.Zhang Zhi skillfully put the rice on the table, and was busy looking for tableware, serving the rice, and serving the soup, all in one go.

Yang Ruoyu was rejecting Jiang Chen's invitation to play: "I'm afraid I won't be able to play within a month. I fell on the stairs this afternoon and sprained my ankle."

"Ah? Is it serious? Did you go to the hospital?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise.

"Fortunately, Qinglin came to see it, it's just a sprained tendon, just keep it."

Jiang Chen was also concerned about whether he could walk, whether his shadow would affect his class, etc. Yang Ruoyu replied, "Don't worry, we can handle it."

The other side giggled: "Is it Mr. Zhang who can handle it or Dr. Dong?"

Yang Ruoyu was too lazy to talk, and only answered briefly: "Competition for jobs."

Long live the mountain on the phone.

"How are you doing recently?" Master Yang cared about the little apprentice, "How's the result?"

Jiang Chen replied cautiously: "At the beginning, he has achieved results. In fact, he has a very high IQ. As long as he wants to learn, he can learn quickly in all aspects...but..."

"It's just like an abacus bead, you won't infer other things from one case when you flick it and move it?" Yang Ruoyu asked.

"That's right! No matter what I asked him to do, he would do it right away, and he did it very well, just like a robot... It makes me think that this change... is too formalistic. " Jiang Chen sighed.

"So, for these changes in appearance, what do you feel? Disgusted? Or is it very embarrassing to you, a little moved?"

"...the latter," Jiang Chen replied with a sigh, "Why am I so cheap?"

Yang Ruoyu said earnestly: "You can't say that. If emotions can be controlled with reason, there is no meaning in existence. But, before you confirm that this person has reached the standard you want, don't let him know that you still have feelings for him .”

"……understood."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Ruoyu hopped to the door of the room with one foot. As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Zhi, who was sitting at the table waiting for him, immediately got up and helped him to sit at the table.Then he served him a bowl of soup from the casserole.

"Danggui Pork Rib Soup," said Zhang Zhi Wangpo, "promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, and is also nourishing."

Yang Ruoyu took a sip of the soup silently—it was cooked properly and tasted very good.He looked up at Zhang Zhi, with an undisguised expression of relief, and what Jiang Chen said just now appeared in his mind: "In fact, he has a very high IQ, as long as he wants to learn, he can learn all aspects quickly..." The expression finally loose.

Zhang Zhi observed the expression, and then smiled, sat down to serve soup for himself, and said, "If you like it, I will cook it for you every day."

After Yang Ruoyu finished drinking the whole bowl of soup, he grabbed another prawn for him like a dog: "I have an injury and I can't eat it. It's too greasy, so I specially made boiled ones... In addition, eating light food is also helpful. cool down."

Yang Ruoyu squinted at him: "Are you calling me unreasonable?"

"Don't dare." Zhang Zhi replied quickly.

After eating the prawns, he took the paper towel handed over by Zhang Zhi and wiped his hands. Teacher Yang, who was served comfortably, felt much better, and asked casually, "I don't know why I'm angry?"

Zhang Zhi hastily put down the bowl and chopsticks: "All ears!"

Yang Ruoyu said in his heart, if I hadn't met you at Starbucks that day, why would I have so much trouble?Then he realized that this sentence was no different from acting like a baby, so he just said perfunctorily: "It's nothing special, just looking at you is annoying!"

Zhang Zhi didn't take it seriously, he took off his apron, straightened the sleeves of his shirt, undid two buttons on the collar, and finally smoothed his hair, posed a pose and said, "It looks pleasing to the eye now." Is it midnight?"

Yang Ruoyu just laughed: "It's even more annoying!"

Zhang Zhi felt like his liver and intestines were broken.

Looking at the carefully prepared dishes on the table, Yang Ruoyu secretly felt a sense of accomplishment for some reason.