Fake parents dressed as villains

The packaging bag was stained with Song Jin's body temperature and placed in Luo Yansheng's palm.

Luo Yansheng was stunned for a moment, Song Jin's eyes were too gentle, like a slowly flowing stream, enveloping Luo Yansheng in it.

good or not?

Grass!

This brat just decided that he couldn't bear to be angry with him!

Too much, really too much.

Luo Yansheng kept a straight face on purpose, and pushed the thing into his arms, "I don't want it."

Song Jin was not angry either, she bent her eyes and said softly, "You only ate a little for lunch, you must be hungry."

He grabbed Luo Yansheng's hand and put the things back in, "I'm sorry, I will definitely wait for you to eat together in the future."

Don't make it sound like I'm mad because you didn't wait for me to eat, okay!

How could Luo Yansheng stand up to his soft and hard talk, and he was not very angry at first, but now more than half of his anger has disappeared.

"I don't care about you this time. Let's go out and bandage first."

Luo Yansheng took the things in his hands, turned around and walked outside the school.

Seeing him accepting the things, Song Jin raised the corners of her mouth lightly, and quickly pressed down again, following Luo Yansheng's pace.

"Luo Yansheng, you're leaving like this, aren't you afraid that the leader will be unhappy?"

Walking to Luo Yansheng's side, Song Jin asked tentatively.

Luo Yansheng tore open the bag of bread, bit it down, and said vaguely: "Don't be afraid, Teacher Shen and Chen Yang are still here."

Bread crumbs stuck to the corner of his mouth, like white stubble, Song Jin raised his hand to wipe it off for him.

"Did it get on? Thank you." Luo Yansheng wiped the corner of his mouth, and was not alarmed by Song Jin's subconscious movements.

It seems that he has gradually gotten used to being so intimate with Song Jin.

Luo Yansheng walked forward while eating, not noticing that Song Jin, who was walking with him, slowed down and slowly fell behind him.

Song Jin lowered her eyes, staring at the bread crumbs on her thumb.

It turned out that properly crossing the line would not arouse Luo Yansheng's resentment.

It turned out to be the case.

He lowered his head, loosened the crumbs from his thumb into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth.

It seems that the smell of Luo Yansheng is on it, and a sweetness rushes directly into the lungs.

"What are you doing? Get bandaged and go back to class."

Seeing that Song Jin hadn't followed up for a long time, Luo Yansheng turned around and urged.

"En." Song Jin responded, and walked to his side at a faster pace.

Although the school has an infirmary, Luo Yansheng habitually took him to the clinic opposite the school.

When he arrived at the clinic, the doctor saw his red-stained gauze, and said depressedly and curiously: "I was wondering, you said that the back of your hand is excusable, but what happened to your palm? Look at the amount of bleeding, The wound is completely open."

Song Jin said calmly, "It wasn't careful."

careless?Are you still not careful?

If you didn't look quite normal, I would suspect that you have a tendency to self-mutilate.

The doctor didn't say much, and led them inside to remove the gauze for disinfection.

"The newly grown skin has stuck to the gauze, so it needs to be cut off." The doctor said looking at his wound.

Luo Yansheng frowned, and asked the doctor, "Do you want to cut the gauze?"

The doctor glanced at him with the eyes of a mentally retarded man, touched his lips, and said, "Cut the skin."

Luo Yansheng trembled when he heard it, his face was full of distress, and he said with a mournful face: "This hurts so much, can you not cut it?"

The doctor said unhurriedly: "You know it hurts, why don't you pay attention to it? If you don't cut it, the gauze will grow together with the flesh."

"It's all my fault. I didn't pay attention. Song Jin, hold on, and tell me if it hurts." Luo Yansheng looked guilty, and couldn't bear to look at it.

The doctor glanced at him, thinking that I didn't tell you what's wrong with you, the injury is obviously caused by this young man himself.

Song Jin didn't want to see him feel so guilty, so she pulled him with her left hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you if I am not careful, and I am not afraid of pain."

After hearing this, the doctor nodded in agreement: "Yes, he is really not afraid of pain."

When he came back to clean the wound, he didn't even frown.

"Who is not afraid of pain? He just likes to bear it. How could he not be afraid of pain? If he is not afraid of pain, what is he afraid of!" Luo Yansheng was so anxious.

The doctor silently rolled his eyes, lowered his head to disinfect the scissors, and continued to remove the gauze.

Song Jin's face was calm, she patted Luo Yansheng's hand reassuringly, and said, "Don't you ask me what I did out on Monday night?"

"Huh?" Luo Yansheng was taken aback, why did he mention this at this juncture?

"What are you going to do?" Luo Yansheng asked suspiciously.

Song Jindao: "I sent an anonymous letter to the Education Bureau."

Luo Yansheng's attention was diverted immediately, and he asked in surprise, "It was really you who sent it?"

"Yeah." Song Jin nodded lightly, "I also sent a copy to the newspaper."

"Why? Didn't Wang Lu leave his job already?" Luo Yansheng couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Song Jin lowered her eyes and said, "He didn't apologize to you, so I won't forgive him."

Luo Yansheng bowed his head and thought for a moment, Luo Yansheng was of course happy that Zai Zai was facing him like this.But he couldn't help being a little worried. He didn't care about what would happen to Wang Lu's educational career, but whether it would bring down the school.

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Song Jin said, "Don't worry, it won't implicate the school."

"Oh." Luo Yansheng nodded, but still looked thoughtful.

Seeing this, Song Jin's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and asked, "Do you think I'm despicable for doing this?"

Luo Yansheng was thinking that Song Jin's right hand was injured, so how did he write the anonymous letter?Ask Li Wenke to help?It is unlikely, Li Wenke should not know about it.

As soon as Song Jin said this, Luo Yansheng immediately interrupted his thoughts, scolded: "What nonsense! He has a problem with his style of being a teacher, and he hurt you, don't write an anonymous letter, you just It should be sent to every newspaper office, so that everyone can see what kind of teacher he is, so that he will not be allowed to harm other students in the future."

Song Jin's black eyes curled up, "Yes."

Seeing that he didn't think too much, Luo Yansheng said again: "You are not allowed to say that about yourself in the future, do you know?"

Song Jin responded lightly, and couldn't help but imagine what kind of person she was in Luo Yansheng's eyes.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess, in Luo Yansheng's heart, he is just a child who doesn't understand anything.

Because of this, Song Jin could continue to stay by his side.

"All right."

At this moment, the doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the two of them.

"Okay?!" Luo Yan asked dumbfounded.

"Okay." The doctor nodded affirmatively.

"How is this possible..." Luo Yansheng looked at Song Jin in disbelief, only to see Song Jin withdraw her bandaged right hand expressionlessly.

"Just, is it all right?"

Even so, Luo Yansheng still found it unbelievable.

He just went to chat with Song Jin, and didn't pay attention to the doctor's movement, how could it be so fast?Moreover, during this process, Song Jin kept talking to herself in an orderly and clear manner, as if nothing had happened.

The doctor put away his things, turned around and patted Song Jin on the shoulder, Song Jin stepped back unobtrusively, the doctor didn't say anything, retracted his hand and praised: "Young man, you are promising. You are the first scissors I have ever seen. A person who doesn't even blink his eyes, still has the skills to help others divert attention, young man, you will become a great weapon in the future."

"Thank you." Song Jin thanked lightly, then got up and walked to Luo Yansheng.

After being reminded by the doctor, Luo Yansheng also reacted.

Song Jin deliberately brought up the anonymous letter just now, wasn't she just trying to divert her attention.

Song Jin, this kid, doesn't forget to take care of Luo Yansheng's emotions at this time, what a good kid he is!

How much torture he had to go through before he became the character in the original book!

The original body is really too hateful!

Every time Luo Yansheng realizes that his family Song Jin is so good, Luo Yansheng has to sneak out his original body and scold him.

"Go back to school." Song Jin said.

"Oh." Luo Yansheng nodded.

Just a little bit wrong.

Obviously Song Jin is the cub, how could he comfort himself in turn?

It seems that this fake parent of myself is not competent at all.

Back to school, the second period is over.

Luo Yansheng sent him to the bottom of the teaching building, turned around and ran to the principal's office to admit his mistake.

"Godfather, I'm here to take the blame."

Luo Yansheng arrived before the sound came, and yelled before entering the door.

With a twig pinned to his waist, he walked timidly into the office.

Song Jin asked him if he was afraid that the leader would be unhappy, even for the sake of face, he could only say that he was not afraid!But to be honest, he is not afraid to be a ghost.

The old headmaster was lying on the chair and snorted coldly when he heard his voice.

Luo Yansheng walked in front of him with his head drooping, passed the branch forward, and said, "I'm sorry, I failed my godfather's trust."

The old man sat up unhurriedly, "Do you really feel that you have let yourself down?"

Luo Yansheng raised his bright eyes, "It's absolutely true. If I lie, I'm a puppy."

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry, they are not angry."

"Really? That's great!" Luo Yansheng smiled suddenly, turned around and inserted the branch into the flowerpot.

"Those leaders like you very much. They think that you put students first, which is very in line with the duties of an academic teacher. They are going to give you an outstanding teacher award."

"Don't, don't, then I'm not worthy. I'm just a part-time worker, and I have nothing to do with teachers." Luo Yansheng shook his head quickly and said.

The old man burst into laughter when he saw it, "You are quite self-aware. They are just saying that they usually choose from teachers with deep qualifications. Even if you want it, you are not qualified."

Luo Yansheng pursed his lips, and asked again: "Then what about them?"

"Go to the side to listen."

"Then I'll go right away."

Luo Yansheng ran out, and the old principal hurriedly called him back: "No need."

The old man said again: "Tonight I will invite them to dinner outside. By the way, I will invite a few teachers to join us, about fifteen people. In addition to some qualified teachers, Shen Dongyi and Chen Yang are also invited. They will chat with the leaders. It’s very fun. Before six o’clock in the afternoon, you have to book it in a restaurant outside, and it must suit their taste.”

At the end, the old man raised his eyebrows and said, "You already know their tastes, don't you?"

When taking them to dinner at noon, Luo Yansheng deliberately made a few more dishes, and sat next to them to eat with them, but he didn't eat a single bite.

In fact, he has been observing the tastes of these people.

"You can see it?" Luo Yansheng scratched his head.

"Of course, you can hide it from your godfather and me with your little brats?"

"I can't hide it, godfather, you have sharp eyes, how can I hide it from you."

"Get out." The old man laughed and cursed, "Hurry up. Book a box at the nearby ktv by the way, and take them to relax at night."

"no problem."

After leaving the principal's office, Luo Yansheng estimated that he would be tossing around late tonight, and he would not be able to accompany Song Jin to eat and do homework, so he planned to tell Song Jin first.

Coming out of the stairs, Luo Yansheng didn't want to disturb others, remembering that Song Jin had already sat next to the back door, he squatted down against the wall and slowly moved towards the back door.

Moving outside the door, he immediately saw Song Jin standing there.

He pulled the chair far apart, put a Chinese book on his lap, and with a pen in his left hand, he wrote a sentence at the end of the text very carelessly.

Luo Yansheng: "..."

Depend on!I told you that you can also write with your left hand!

The homework copied in the past few days almost caught up with Luo Yansheng's writing in two or three years.

Luo Yansheng wondered who wrote the anonymous letter for him just now!He can write with his left hand, so why does he ask himself to help him with his homework every night in self-study class?

Luo Yansheng took two steps forward, next to the door frame of the back door, Song Jin's thin ankle was in sight.

As expected of him, even his ankles are so pretty!

--hey-hey.

Luo Yan grinned silently, his gaze moved upwards slowly, only then did he realize that Song Jin had stopped writing at some point.Moving further up, Luo Yansheng met a pair of lacquer-black eyes unexpectedly.

Song Jin probably noticed him a long time ago, she didn't make a sound, just looked at him condescendingly.

Hey……

hey mom!

Luo Yansheng was taken aback. In the fright, his legs gave way and his body lost his balance, and he fell to the side.

At the very moment, Song Jin grabbed his hand on the door frame and pulled his body back.

Due to inertia, Luo Yansheng fell forward and landed on Song Jin's side.

Luo Yansheng was half kneeling on his right side, with his head buried in his thigh.

His chin rested on Song Jin's thigh, and Song Jin rested his hand on the back of his head naturally.

The movement at the back of the classroom caught the attention of others, and it was a coincidence that this was Shen Dongyi's Chinese class.

"What's wrong?" Shen Dongyi asked suspiciously.

Luo Yansheng lay on Song Jin's lap, his cheeks were terribly hot, he shrank his neck like an ostrich and dared not speak.

Tai Nima is ashamed!Tai Nima is ashamed!Grass!

Song Jin's desk blocked the sight of Shen Dongyi and others.

He covered the back of Luo Yansheng's head with his big palm, put his thumb behind Luo Yansheng's ear, and rubbed it vaguely twice.

"Nothing, you continue."

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