you better leave me alone

Wen Chen really went to make tea, and after making it, Lin Zewu asked Lin Zewu to bring it out, and sat on the sofa by himself, waiting for the other side to fire first.

This is called planning.

The purpose of Lao Liu's visit today is very clear. He wants to talk about Lin Zewu's study in depth, and arrest Lin Zewu to attend the class.

Even Lin Zewu got it back, and the rest of the thorns are not considered thorns.

He is ready to understand it with emotion and move it with reason.

"Skipping class every three days, and handing in homework once a week."

Wen Chen: "Yes, yes."

"It's even worse this time, and I haven't paid it for a week."

Wen Chen poured him tea: "You are right."

Lin Zewu stood silently on the far side, trying to reduce the sense of presence. The next door heard that Chen was full of "yes, yes", "hmmmm", "you're right", regardless of whether the other party was talking nonsense.

Although Lao Liu was not talking nonsense, he was telling the truth.

Lin Zewu faced out of the window in embarrassment, watching Yusi in a daze, and calmly shut up while being scolded.

Old Liu blows his beard and stares——

"You can escape right under my nose!"

"It's such a tall tree, you can turn it over if you say so!"

"This year is the second year of high school, not the first year of high school. He will be the third year of high school in June next year." Old Liu Yue became more and more angry, picked up the cup and poured a big mouthful of tea, and clicked his tongue aftertaste, "If he is willing to start studying hard now, maybe I can still catch up."

Wen Chenqing said sincerely: "You are right."

Lao Liu put down his cup, drank the tea from others, felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Student Lin is very smart, you must study hard. There is still half a month left for the mid-term exam. I hope that student Lin can make a breakthrough."

Wen Chen turned his head and glanced at the high school student beside him. His back was straight, trying to minimize his presence, and he didn't say a single word from just now until now.

Wen Chen's smile remained unchanged: "It turns out that the midterm exam is about to come, don't worry, I will definitely watch him recite vocabulary every day, starting from abandon and ending with zoo, and I will never let him give up halfway."

Lin Zewu's back froze.

Old Liu waved his hand: "It doesn't mean that he must get a certain number of exams, at least he has improved compared to now. A score of 50 in each exam is considered an improvement. Do you think..."

Wen Chen: "Hey, you're right. I bought him nine books, one lesson and one practice. According to my previous experience, I gritted my teeth and studied for ten hours a day. I hung my head on the beam and stabbed my buttocks. Finally, I got 985 in the exam..."

Lin Zewu couldn't help but relax his breathing.

The two had a heated discussion on how to improve his academic performance. The first "Lin Classmate Congress" was officially held in Room 503 of Xiaopo Building.

Lao Liu is a class teacher who refuses to do crazy exams. He is sober and has a high pursuit of education. He is very moved, but he refuses Wen Chen's proposal of "studying ten hours a day, one set of papers per hour".

Successfully saved Lin Zewu's life.

At the end of the discussion, Lin Zewu's face turned pale, and the mountain of study almost crushed his immature spine.

"We need to combine work and rest!" Lao Liu shook Wen Chen's hand violently up and down, tears streaming down his face, "Do you know that studying for ten hours will hurt your body! Young people should take good care of their bodies!"

Wen Chen nodded frequently, with an expression of being deeply moved by education.

Lao Liu wiped off his sweat, and felt that it was really hard to deal with the invulnerability of old-fashioned fritters in this society. After a while, he tiredly raised his hand and slapped Lin Zewu twice.

When I stood up, my bones all over my body "cracked", and my movements were as stiff as if I forgot to apply oil.

"...Student Lin, please give me a ride, the teacher is going back."

Lin Zewu stood up from the sofa and followed him out without looking sideways.

During the period, from the corner of the eye, I saw Wen Chen leaning against the soft pillow of the sofa.

As soon as old Liu left, Wen Chen immediately changed from being serious to bored, and his face-changing skills are amazing.

Wen Chen noticed Lin Zewu's gaze, raised his hand and waved at him, and finally gave a standard "OK" expressionlessly.

Lin Zewu nodded and followed Old Liu out of the door.

After going downstairs, Lao Liu held on to the handrail and looked up. The upstairs was empty, so he called Lin Zewu out.

"Student Lin, come with me."

Under the canopy extending outward from the door, there was a dry open space. Lao Liu waved to Lin Zewu who was standing at the door.

Lin Zewu stepped across the small pool on the ground, only hearing him asking.

"What does your cousin do?"

Lin Zewu recalled Wen Chen Tiantian wearing a suit and tie, and suddenly popping out an English sentence while on the phone, wishing to be divided into two people.

He hesitated: "Investment?"

"Oh, no matter what he does, learning is a gradual thing, you have to follow the normal procedure, you know?"

Old Liu focused on chanting the words "normal procedures", for fear that the next time they met, Lin Zewu would be forced to completely lose interest in studying and officially embark on the road of dropping out of school to work.

Lin Zewu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded appreciatively, and roughly understood what kind of image Wen Chen had established in Lao Liu's heart.

Lao Liu forcibly brainwashed him with "it is not necessary to study for ten hours a day without eating or drinking, but it is necessary to memorize vocabulary every day". In the end, he was silently sent away by Lin Zewu with a passion for education.

Lin Zewu heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand to press his forehead, and when Lao Liu was no longer in sight, he walked away from the bottom of the building.

upstairs.

Wen Chen still maintained his posture before going out, with his knees stretched forward relaxedly, leaning on his back on the sofa, reading the news with his mobile phone, with a serious expression on his face.

The tea utensils on the table were arranged in a mess, and there was a few wisps of tea fragrance in the air.

After Lin Zewu entered the door, he cleared the table without saying a word, cleaned up the tea table, and prepared to bid farewell to Wen Chen.

"It's all packed, I'm leaving first."

Only then did Wen Chen raise his eyes, and noticed that Lin Zewu was standing by the sofa in an orderly manner with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms.

I don't know if it's because he was frightened into autism by the atmosphere of fanatical persuasion, or because he took the initiative to act good because he just watched him work hard to deal with the head teacher today.

Regardless of the reason, today is the best time for him physically and mentally.

Wen Chen rubbed the phone screen, suddenly stood up and said, "Didn't you say you want to invite me to dinner?"

Lin Zewu was stunned: "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Chen: "This is a question you should think about."

Before Lin Zewu could figure out why, Wen Chen continued to say leisurely: "I don't eat fried food, I don't eat fast food, and I don't like unbalanced meat and vegetables, it's easy to solve."

Lin Zewu is woody.

The words were very smooth, and he boasted that "it's easy to solve." Lin Zewu looked at him silently for a few seconds, deeply feeling the unique sophistication of the capitalists in front of him.

After a while, Lin Zewu's lips moved and he uttered a question.

"Do you usually drink dew?"

Wen Chen didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Lin Zewu came back to his senses: "I mean, I'm going to the supermarket, I'll think about it later."

Wen Chen:?

Wen Chen suddenly thought of something, and changed his words: "But it's okay to use other methods."

Lin Zewu raised his eyes.

"I just boasted in front of your class teacher, do you want me to look good in the midterm exam?" Wen Chen stretched out his hand to him, vowing, "I just bought a portable wifi, and I will download a scallop app for you? Fifty words, check in the circle of friends, and I will collect the screenshots and send them to your head teacher in a month."

Lin Zewu: "..."