Is this class leader fake?

Chapter 32

The trip to the library that I originally planned to go alone ended up being done with Huayue, but it wasn’t as noisy as Ling Cheng imagined. After Huayue came to the bookstore, it was quite quiet, but he didn’t participate in choosing books for himself. In the task of tutorial book.

"I will leave this important task to you, the monitor. After all, I read all these books the same."

Hua Yue put the book back on the shelf and pointed to the children's area.

"At my current level, I can only pick two books for Qianqian. I'll go over there and have a look. Call me when I leave."

Ling Cheng glanced at him, as if he brought a kindergarten kid who was not interested in the affairs of adults, he waved his hands helplessly, telling him to do whatever he wanted.

When paying the bill, Huayue actually took a set of storybooks with picture books in his hand, which looked quite exquisite.

When they came to the cash register, they reminded Ling Cheng again.

"This is a gift from me to Qianqian, I will pay for it myself."

Ling Cheng glanced at the book in his hand, not sure if he was in a daze or simply didn't want to talk, until Hua Yue waved his hands in front of him and called his name again, then he said something as if he came back to his senses.

"up to you."

It was almost five o'clock when I returned home with Huayue.

As early as on the way to the bookstore, Ling Cheng asked Li Quan for leave. He was not in the mood to sing today, and Hua Yue was following behind him.

Putting down the key, he glanced at Huayue who was gesticulating wildly at him with the instruction book, he jumped on the spot like a grasshopper, and then gave him a handkerchief, and he estimated that he could twist it on the spot.

Ling Cheng ignored his lack of behavior and took the book in his hand.

"I'll draw the key points first, and then there are some not too difficult questions, try to do it yourself."

"You learned it from Mr. Jiang, right? You also play preschool tests."

Hua Yue opened the stool and lay down on the table, watching him write and draw on the book, shaking his feet dishonestly.

"Don't shake around."

Ling Cheng stopped the pen in his hand, frowning in warning.

"Teach you to prescribe the right medicine after all. I don't know how stupid you are. I'm afraid I'll give you the wrong medicine."

"...Take it down, you quack doctor."

Hua Yue glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

"What Dad needs is the education of love. No medicine you prescribe will work."

"Well, you can directly say that you are hopeless, and you don't need to beat around the bush."

Ling Cheng pushed the book with the key points drawn in front of him, and circled a few corresponding exercises in the exercise book.

"Write these first, and if you don't know, write down where the shell is stuck."

Hua Yue leaned on the chair and crossed his arms.

"Anyway, I can't be saved. You can just tell me directly, and I won't be dying."

Ling Cheng glanced at him and closed the question booklet.

"Let's give up."

"Do not."

Hua Yue scooped up the exercise booklet.

"I think I can save it again..."

Ling Cheng glanced at him, took a book from the shelf and flipped through it, and ignored him.

For a person like Huayue whose grades are not considered good, understanding these competition questions is almost equivalent to opening up a new field, and the pioneering period is not going well.

Ling Cheng was just like usual, sitting next to him and reading his book.

At the beginning, Huayue's attention was all focused on the few questions in Lingcheng circle, but after a long time, his spirit would inevitably relax for a while, and Xiaochai drove from the lines on the pen holder to Lingcheng next to him. Cheng body.

But when he glanced at Ling Cheng for the third time, seeing that he was still reading the same page, Hua Yue couldn't help but frowned, and looked into Ling Cheng's eyes that were lost in thought.

"Squad leader, I can't do it..."

Hua Yue rubbed his hair, looked at Ling Cheng with a distressed face, and tried to ask him for help.

Ling Cheng put down the book in his hand, blinked and turned his eyes away.

"Where did you not understand?"

"I just... didn't quite understand..."

Hua Yue put on an expression of "If you say I'm mentally retarded, then I will admit it too", looking sluggish.

Ling Cheng paused, and underlined the main points of the question.

"Pay attention to this sentence. Although the corresponding condition is not directly given in the question, you can first use the formula to find another condition..."

Hua Yue echoed his words, but his eyes still stayed on him.

He originally thought that the incident at noon had come to an end, and that Ling Cheng's condition should have almost recovered, but judging by his current appearance, he was probably still worried.

"Squad leader."

When Ling Cheng finished the question, Hua Yue yawned and said.

"Why don't you take me in for one night today. With my current progress, I guess it's very difficult to pass the first level. I need to buy time for myself."

Without waiting for Ling Cheng's answer, he sold himself as if promising him.

"Don't worry, I don't snore or sleepwalk at night, and I will be honest and not cause trouble, so just give me two more questions."

Ling Cheng was silent for a while, then got up and walked out of the study.

"Where are you going?"

Hua Yue was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

"You don't want to drive me away...Let me tell you the monitor, it's rare for me to study so hard once, so you can cooperate with me a little bit, or I can pay the tuition and accommodation fees..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Cheng came out of the bedroom and said with a bit of sarcasm.

"Does it cooperate with you to act as a rich man?"

Hand him the home clothes from the bedroom.

"I'll wash up first, then write again after washing, and go to bed when I'm sleepy."

"Okay! I'm going now!"

Hua Yue quickly snatched the clothes from his hand as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, and rushed to the bathroom as he spoke, yelling as he ran.

"You wait for me!"

Ling Cheng looked at the door that was closed by him with a "snap", lowered his eyes and fell silent for a while, then returned to the study.

Without Hua Yue by his side, he simply didn't use books to cover up.

No one has ever stayed in the place where he lived. After all, there is no guest room in his house, and the sofa is not too big, but the most important thing is that he is not used to it.

Being in the same room is so close.

But Huayue's words...

After all, he sent Qianqian to the hospital, after all, he promised to teach him to study, after all, it was too late and it would be troublesome to go back...

There are many objective reasons for this, and they all hold true.

But in contrast, the moment he hesitated, the idea of ​​wanting him to stay was just because of wanting.

It's a surprise that they would want him to stay.

Ling Cheng pinched the center of his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

After all, the excuse for staying overnight is to study. After Huayue washed up, he consciously flipped through the books and continued to study the questions and knowledge points that Ling Cheng had mentioned, which meant working hard all night.

Ling Cheng didn't interrupt him, and dutifully accompanied him to study.

Until Ling Cheng walked out of the study door, Hua Yue looked at the time at 02:30 and felt numb all over.

He didn't stay up all night before, and he tried it all night, but learning and playing it can be a concept...

Taking advantage of Ling Cheng's absence, Hua Yue dragged his half-flying soul, lay on the table and closed his eyes for a while, lamenting in his heart, those who can be a good student and a top student are indeed not human...

After Ling Cheng finished washing, his hair was still steamed. When he entered the room, he saw Hua Yue who had already knocked on Duke Zhou's door, and the pen he was holding had dropped to the ground.

He bent down to pick up the pen, and tapped it on the table twice.

Hua Yue didn't fall asleep at first, but when he heard the sudden movement, he sat up.

"I got up..."

As he spoke, he planned to take a pen to write a question, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find where he had thrown the pen.

Ling Cheng stretched out his hand to close the book in front of him, and put the pen back into the pen holder beside him.

"Go to sleep. It's difficult for you to read and write like this. It's a waste of time."

Hua Yue watched him react for two seconds, then got up and walked to the bedroom as if he had been pardoned.

"Okay, okay, then I'm going to sleep. Dad is going to be trapped to death. If he doesn't sleep, he will die suddenly. He dedicated himself to his studies. Brother Hua is really outstanding..."

Listening to his chatter while walking, Ling Cheng smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"You can sleep on the sofa. You don't need to go to the bedroom to read scriptures and meditate."

Hua Yue didn't speak, crossed his two index fingers across his mouth, jumped to the edge of the bed in two steps, and jumped on it.

"Ah...comfortable..."

Ling Cheng kicked off his shoes.

"Go inside."

Hua Yue rolled to the innermost side, pulled the thin quilt and quickly entered the state.

"I'm asleep, monitor, good night."

Probably he was really sleepy, Ling Cheng stood by the bed and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

This guy really gave a vivid and perfect explanation of Second Sleep.

"Good night."

However, this night was not safe.

Ling Cheng dreamed again after a long absence.

In the fog, the red and blue lights alternated dazzlingly, and the people who couldn't see clearly pointed at him vaguely, and there were noisy discussions.

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon..."

He spoke in a heavy panting voice.

But no one answered him, only a pair of eyes stared at him tightly.

Helpless and frightened.

The hand that was holding the wrist was still gradually losing strength...

The strength of the heartbeat shook all the limbs, as if being beaten hard on a drum.

Ling Cheng closed his eyes again, trying to forget the dream just now.

"I won't..."

Hearing Hua Yue's indistinct mumbling, Ling Cheng turned his head and glanced at him.

But Huayue has no follow-up and continues to dream of him.

The hazy light penetrated through the curtains and enveloped Hua Yue's body. His sleeping position was not very honest, lying there with half of his face sunk into the pillow, hugging the corner of the quilt like a child hugging his own puppet.

Ling Cheng turned around to face him, and looked at him a little funny for a while.

He has always felt that the night and the bedroom are the most private areas, where thoughts and emotions are kept, and memories and nightmares are also closed.

But today there is still a beam of moonlight, and a sleepy face.

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