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Principal's office.

Ever since Chen Lu graduated from Yali many years ago, he thought that he would never have to enter this place again.

It turns out he was wrong, and surprisingly so.

"Principal Zhao, I'm sorry to trouble you." Chen Lu said goodbye with a polite smile. After the pleasantries and politeness around him were gone, he looked at Yan Tou who had never said a word, took him out to the corridor and asked, "Where are you?" What are you doing?"

Yan Tou looked at the back of his injured hand: "It's nothing."

Chen Lu frowned: "It's nothing. You sent him to the hospital. Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"They bullied my boyfriend, they deserve it." Yan Tou said confidently.

Chen Lu fell into silence. After a while, he helped his cousin's shoulder very seriously: "Don't wantonly hurt others, even if you are not afraid of anything."

Yan Tou's beautiful glasses are very frank: "What am I afraid of?"

Chen Lu said: "Every bit of your arrogance will be doubled by your closest relatives."

Yan Tou remembered some past events between his cousin and Lin Yilin, and didn't say anything more.

"I can pretend that this hurtful incident didn't happen, but I can't. Don't blame others if the school wants to demerit you. This is the result you deserve." Chen Lu said: "I don't want anyone to think that you can cover the sky with one hand." , There are no rules, and in the future you will be more intelligent in doing things, even if it is revenge, there are countless smarter ways."

"Just remember it, I know it all." Yan Tou didn't know if he listened to his brother's words, so he shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

It had been a whole night since he ran back to school to fight at night until the chaos settled down.

The morning sun was too bright to keep your eyes open.

Chen Lu still had an important meeting to attend, so he touched his cousin's head and sighed: "Don't go to class, just catch up on sleep, I have to go home and change clothes."

Yan Tou stretched his waist: "I still have to go to the hospital, I can't tell Tsing Yi about his grandfather, no one cares about him at all."

After speaking, he showed a happy smile, as if he didn't take what he did in his heart at all.

Lu Qingyi's fever subsided quickly after the infusion, but his throat was so sore that he couldn't speak at all. After seeing Yan Tou entering the ward, he could only blink his eyes wide blink.

Afraid that he would see the bruises on the back of his hands from the fight, Yan Tou put on his gloves and hugged the takeaway and said, "Is it better?"

Lu Qingyi nodded.

Yan Tou said again: "Then eat something quickly, and get an IV, your stomach must be very uncomfortable."

Lu Qingyi looked at this pampered guy clumsily serving himself breakfast, his expression became softer.

Yan Tou suddenly said: "Yesterday, I was scared to death."

It is impossible for Lu Qingyi to forget Yan Tou's feat of seeing a doctor behind his back in the wind and snow, trying to make a sound and smile: "Thank you."

"Stop talking! Listen to this, come here." Yan Tou blew a spoonful of porridge to his mouth.

Lu Qingyi's expression was blank, and it took a while before he swallowed carefully.

In fact, he suddenly realized that he had never been treated so tenderly by anyone.

Needless to say, the cruelty of the parents, grandpa's machismo is serious, even if he cares about it, he will only keep it in his heart.

Yan Tou noticed that the tip of his nose was red and his eyes were strange, so he couldn't help worrying: "What's wrong, isn't it delicious?"

Lu Qingyi quickly shook his head.

Yan Tou said: "Then eat quickly, and the disease will be cured."

Although a little nauseous, Lu Qingyi still obediently drank a bowl of porridge, and then lay back on the bed to rest.

Yan Tou cleaned up the trash, touched his warm forehead to feel relieved, and couldn't help yawning.

"Didn't sleep?" Lu Qingyi noticed that he had dark circles under his eyes, and was a little puzzled, because Yan Tou didn't seem to be in the hospital all night.

"I'm worried about you. If your voice is not good, don't talk. Let me sleep too." Yan Tou quickly interrupted his questioning, took off his shoes and squeezed to Lu Qingyi's side.

Lu Qingyi was afraid that doctors and nurses would come in, so he frowned and refused.

Yan Tou didn't care about this, after defeating the poor patient with brute force, he lay happily on the pillow and said, "I've been tortured to death, get well soon!"

Lu Qingyi hesitated to speak, and after a while he stared sideways at him, only to find that he had unconsciously fallen asleep.

Maybe it's because she's young and in good health, maybe it's because Yan Tou took good care of her.

After lying in the hospital for two days, Lu Qingyi had the strength to get out of bed and returned to Yali with slight cold symptoms.

He has never communicated with everyone on weekdays. Of course, he didn't notice any strange attitudes from others, and he was still immersed in his own little world without raising his head.

Unexpectedly, even so, God suddenly gave him a bolt from the blue.

"This is Noah. He just came to study in Beijing from France. His Chinese name is Wang Zijin. Please help him a lot." The head teacher took the handsome French guy and introduced happily: "Now let's express our gratitude to Wang with the warmest applause. welcome!"

Lu Qingyi, who was reading comics, was stunned, watching Noah, who was supposed to be in Paris, walk in front of him, and extended his hand towards him in a friendly way.

A few seconds later, Noah failed to respond, so he withdrew his hand again, sat down at the empty table next to him with a smile and said, "You promised to teach me Peking Opera, and I'm here to find you."

Lu Qingyi regained consciousness and was shocked: "Noah, this..."

The Frenchman took out a brand-new textbook without shame, pointed to the name on it and said: "In China, I have a Chinese name, Qingqing Zijin, which is my Chinese name. My Chinese teacher helped me to call me Wang Zijin. .”

Lu Qingyi was confused by him, and it happened that the class teacher started to give a lecture, so he silently lowered his head.

Two seconds later, another pen cap hit his shoulder.

Lu Qingyi, who raised his head in a daze, looked at the displeased expression on Yantou's face diagonally in front of him, smiled helplessly, and turned his eyes away because he didn't want to get entangled with him.

But Wang Zijin, who was wearing a brand-new name, seemed overly excited. First, he smiled maliciously at Chaoyan, and then said softly to Lu Qingyi: "I write Chinese slowly, please help me copy the notes."

Lu Qingyi, who didn't even take notes himself, was speechless. He pulled his leather notebook, which was more functional than practical, and began to write depressedly. He couldn't think of a way to quickly get rid of this "student" who came to him from France.