Fake parents dressed as villains

The old principal gave him a meaningful look.

"Forget it, go back and think about it." The old headmaster waved his hand in a helpless tone.

"Then I'll go find Song Jin for dinner first." Luo Yansheng turned and left the office without saying anything.

When he walked downstairs to the teaching building of the first year of high school, it happened that the fourth quarter was over.

Luo Yansheng was too lazy to go up, and shouted upstairs: "Song Jin, I'll wait for you downstairs."

With his voice, the students upstairs looked down one after another.

"Brother Luo, you and Song Jin have such a good relationship!" A student passing by sighed.

Luo Yansheng put his hands on his hips, "I just have a good relationship with him, what's wrong?"

After Song Jin heard the voice, she went to the balcony and looked down, with a smile in her eyes.

"Don't look, come down!" Luo Yansheng turned around and found Song Jin, beckoning to him.

Within 2 minutes, Song Jin and Li Wenke came down one after the other.

As soon as Li Wenke saw him, he said, "Brother Luo, did you know that there is a new dish in the cafeteria, spicy dry pot! I heard that it is very delicious, fragrant and spicy, but there is a lot of it, I can't eat it Finished, let's eat one."

"Spicy dry pot? It sounds good!" Luo Yansheng looked excited, and just about to nod in agreement, he saw Song Jin looking towards him.

Thinking of the conversation at noon, Luo Yansheng changed the subject sharply and said solemnly: "That's what you little children eat, it doesn't fit my adult status."

Li Wenke's eyes widened in shock, "Brother Luo, don't you really want to try it? This is better than Malatang kebabs."

"Nonsense!" Luo Yansheng interrupted him with a serious face, "Malatang and kao kebabs are the most delicious food in the world, I don't accept rebuttals!"

Li Wenke moved closer to Luo Yansheng, and continued to tease: "But think about it, the crispy dry pot, the fried peppers, the chicken fried with fat, the delicious potato chips, and a pack of instant noodles... Are you not hungry?"

greedy!

Luo Yansheng was so greedy!

He was so hungry that his saliva was about to flow down!

But he is an adult, he knows what he should eat and what not to eat, so he won't be like what Song Jin said.

Luo Yansheng swallowed, and said, "I won't eat it, but if you really want to eat it, you can order one with Song Jin."

In this way, he can secretly pick up a few chopsticks to taste the taste while talking and laughing.

Li Wenke shook his head and said, "I asked him a long time ago, but he won't eat."

Luo Yansheng laughed dryly, touched Song Jin's shoulder, and slapped sideways: "Song Jin, do you think an adult... just eats a meal, a little bit, and a few chopsticks, is he, is he suitable?"

Song Jin lowered her head and looked at him with a half-smile, ignoring the silent begging in his eyes, her tone was extremely firm: "It's not suitable."

"Brother Luo, do you care what he says? What does he know as a mere minor?"

It seems that Li Wenke really wanted to eat dry pot, so he dared to speak ill of Song Jin.

After hearing what he said, Luo Yansheng was downcast, what the hell!A mere brat dares to influence the affairs of adults!It's simply too presumptuous!

"Oh... Actually, I don't think it's suitable for adults to eat this." Luo Yan said dryly. On the way to the cafeteria, he ignored Song Jin and talked to Li Wenke, leaving him alone .

The newly-produced spicy dry pot is on the first floor of the cafeteria. When the three of them entered the first floor, the hall was already overcrowded.

A smell of dry pot lingers in the hall, and there are large bowls of dry pot everywhere, and the color looks very attractive.

"Sigh." Luo Yansheng sighed, and deliberately glanced at Song Jin, who pursed his lips, unmoved.

"Alas!" Luo Yansheng sighed again pretendingly.

"Eat dry pot."

"No, it looks spicy at first glance."

"This one is not spicy. I heard from the aunt in the cafeteria that too spicy is not good for your health. The most important thing about this dry pot is its fragrance."

"Yes, it is very fragrant."

Several female students passing by were chatting.

Luo Yansheng looked at Song Jin again, "Hey! What's the matter!"

Song Jin glanced at him, handed the meal card to Li Wenke helplessly, and said, "You go and buy one. Order some more dishes, and Luo Yansheng and I will find a seat."

"Okay!" Li Wenke agreed immediately.

Luo Yansheng also rushed towards Song Jin, "Song Jin, you are so kind! You are the most understanding minor I have ever seen!"

Song Jin stared at him, but didn't speak.

They found a seat in the cafeteria, and Song Jin sat opposite Luo Yansheng.

After sitting down, Song Jin said unhurriedly: "For a bowl of dry pot, ignore me. Luo Yansheng, you are very promising."

Luo Yansheng would be able to enjoy his meal immediately, and said with a smile: "How could I ignore you! You must have misunderstood! Song Jin is just like money, everyone loves you, how dare I ignore you! It's impossible."

Song Jin was already immune to his rainbow farts, "You're just greedy."

When he said it, Luo Yansheng admitted generously: "What's wrong with being greedy? Who said adults can't be greedy? Food is the most important thing for people. Even if the sky is going to collapse tomorrow, I still have to eat well today."

Song Jin laughed at his upright look, and said, "Wait for me."

Then, he got up and left the seat.

After 2 minutes, he came back with a bowl of soup.

When Luo Yansheng saw it, he immediately criticized: "You are wrong! The three of us, why do you only have a bowl of soup, who will drink it?"

Song Jin put the soup in front of him, and there was not even a piece of green vegetables in it except soup and water.

"Since when has the school been so poor that they don't even put any vegetables?" Luo Yansheng asked in surprise.

Song Jin returned to her seat and said, "This is for you to cook. Although the dry pot is not spicy, it is too greasy. You just drank wine, and your stomach will not be able to bear it. You can only eat a little while eating."

Luo Yansheng was furious!

He is an adult!

Eat a dry pot and still eat it? !

He can only eat a little even if he eats it? !

"Otherwise, don't eat it."

Luo Yansheng held his breath in his throat, and was immediately dismissed by Song Jin's words.

"Eat! Eat as you cook, eat as you cook, what's the difference? Not at all."

Luo Yansheng swears to God, every word he said was against his will!

Li Wenke finished queuing up and brought the things back.

"It smells so good." Luo Yansheng went up to smell it.

Li Wenke immediately said: "It's really delicious just by looking at it!"

Luo Yansheng nodded in agreement. Judging from his many years of experience, this dish is absolutely delicious!

He picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks, and when he was about to put it in his bowl, Song Jin grabbed the meat that he was about to put into the bowl with his chopsticks.

Luo Yansheng glared angrily, while Song Jin's eyes were indifferent.

Li Wenke said with a smile: "There are so many in here, what are you two doing for a piece of meat?"

rinse!I rinse!

Luo Yansheng decided that he would not talk to Song Jin for this meal.

After eating, Li Wenke went back to the classroom to rest, and the two sat on the playground to digest food.

"Still angry?"

In the auditorium, Song Jin turned her head to look at Luo Yansheng.

Although I didn't taste the dry pot at night, I was quite full.

He leaned back on the step seat, with his little belly sticking out, he glanced at Song Jin and said, "Am I that mean?"

Song Jin pursed her lips and smiled, "No."

Luo Yansheng snorted, and said, "This means that my stomach is not good. If my stomach is stronger, I will eat Malatang tomorrow and hot pot the day after, and roast lamb the day after that... You don't have the right to talk at all."

"Okay." Song Jin smiled dotingly, "As long as your stomach is healthy, you can eat whatever you want."

After eating and drinking enough, it's time to think about troubles.

Luo Yansheng didn't want Song Jin to know about it, he was afraid that Song Jin would be burdened psychologically.

"Song Jin, if... I mean if. If I have a friend who encounters a very good opportunity, and it may be the best opportunity in his life, do you think he should seize this opportunity?" Luo Yansheng asked.

"En." Song Jin nodded.

"However, this opportunity requires him to leave home and... relatives at home? It's not considered a relative, but a person who cares about him. Do you think he should go?"

Hearing this sentence, Song Jin's pupils deepened, and asked, "Which friend?"

"Never mind which friend, I mean if. If so, do you think he should take this opportunity?"

Song Jin lowered her eyes, avoided answering, and instead asked an irrelevant question: "How much does he miss that person."

"Ah?" Luo Yansheng was confused by his question, and after a while, he said: "I hope to see him every day? I hope he is well? Anyway, he is almost like a relative."

Hearing this, Song Jin fell silent for a long time.

Luo Yansheng was worried that what he said was too blunt, whether he had noticed something, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "This is just an example, it is fake."

"Then will he come back?"

"Definitely!"

Song Jin's eyes darkened, and she asked again: "Then will he miss him?"

Luo Yansheng said without hesitation, "Yes."

"Do you think he will be reluctant if you leave?"

If she leaves by herself, will Song Jin be reluctant to part with herself?

"It should be."

Luo Yansheng was not sure, although he felt that he and Song Jin got along quite harmoniously during this time, but Song Jin was different from other children.In the original book, even though he liked the heroine so much in the later stage, he didn't show much reluctance to part with the heroine for a long time.

Not to mention that "Luo Yansheng" has done so many excessive things to him.

Song Jin's long eyelashes covered her eyes, and she was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I think he should seize this opportunity."

"Yes, is that so?" Hearing his answer, Luo Yansheng didn't feel relaxed, on the contrary, he felt a little more depressed.

"Yeah." Song Jin stood up suddenly, "I'm going back to the classroom first."

"Okay, you go."

Song Jin walked out of the auditorium, clenched his right hand tightly into a fist, until the wound ruptured, and the excruciating pain brought him back to consciousness.

He knew perfectly well that the pain did not come from the wound.

The location of the pain is the heart.

Luo Yansheng watched him leave the back, feeling a little inexplicably melancholy in his heart.

It stands to reason that he should be relaxed.

What's going on?

In the fourth self-study class in the evening, Luo Yansheng went to Class [-] as usual to accompany Song Jin to do homework.

"How about I help you write it." Luo Yan said.

Song Jin shook her head, holding a pen in her left hand, and fluently drew a few symbols on the exercise book.

"Then I'm so bored, and you don't talk to me." Luo Yansheng propped his chin and said.

Song Jin took out a Chinese book from the hole in the table and threw it to Luo Yansheng, "Read the book."

Luo Yansheng held the Chinese book, and suddenly felt that the book had become old and thicker, Song Jinming had kept the book very well.

He held it in his hand and flipped through it quickly, and suddenly there were many things written on it with a black pen.

Curious, Luo Yansheng slowly turned a page.

"Meng Chi Chi"

"Mang: A nickname for a man; Chi Chi: Same as '嗤嗤', laughter."

"Wei (yi): mountains, rivers and roads twist and fold, stretching endlessly."

As soon as he saw the first sentence, Luo Yansheng was stunned.

He found that the words he didn't know had pinyin marked next to them.

Every idiom he didn't understand was filled with notes next to it.

Luo Yansheng turned a few pages forward, and each page was like this, clearly marking every word he didn't know.

In the past few days, Song Jin has been holding Chinese books no matter in or out of class, so he is writing these?

Luo Yansheng hugged the book in his arms, bent down, rested his chin on the desk, opened his big bony eyes, and looked at Song Jin motionlessly.

"Song Jin, why are you writing this?" Luo Yansheng asked.

Song Jin continued to slide the pen tip on the paper, and said casually: "Next time you read, you won't miss it."

Luo Yansheng seemed to have been hit on the chest, he looked at Song Jin silently for a while, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew why he was sad.

Because after hearing Song Jin's words, Luo Yansheng actually thought that Song Jin would not be reluctant to part with him.

However, his cub is very kind to him.

Now he feels that if he wants to leave, Song Jin will definitely miss him.

Luo Yansheng didn't want to leave either.

He knew that this opportunity was very important to him, but Luo Yansheng was not joking when he said that he put Song Jin first.

At least, before Song Jin became an adult, Luo Yansheng only wanted to be by his side.

He wants to see Song Jin grow up healthily and become a promising normal person.

"Song Jin, do you remember what I said last night?" Luo Yansheng said.

Song Jin's pen tip paused, and her fingers couldn't help clenching the pen holder tightly, "Yes."

"You're right, I also think he should seize this opportunity."

Song Jin's eyes drooped slightly, and she didn't respond, but she didn't even have the strength to breathe.

"You asked so many questions, but you didn't ask the person whom my friend is reluctant to part with." Luo Yansheng smiled.

"I thought about it. Opportunities are indeed important to him, but not the most important. For him, that person is always the first. So, my friend, he will not leave. "

After saying what he wanted to say, Luo Yansheng leaned back on the chair.

Song Jin kept his posture and didn't move.

From time to time there were small noises in the classroom, but all of them were very far away from Song Jin.

He felt like he was wrapped in a bubble, blocking out all the sounds around him.

Song Jin could only hear her heart beating louder than ever.

Cooperating with Luo Yansheng, playing the role of a relative in his heart.

After hearing these words, Song Jin, can you still do it?

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