The young master thought he was the queen of cannon fodder

In the classroom, Lin Jian took out her homework and pretended to copy Qin Si's a few times.

But even though the pen is moving, he didn't actually write a word. After all, he has already done these homework, but the homework obviously doesn't go along with his current character design. In order not to collapse the character design and cause suspicion, naturally he still has to put on a show of.

Alas, he is really too difficult.Thinking of this, Lin Jian sneaked a glance at Qin Si's side face, and sighed deeply.

The latter noticed something and turned his head to look. Seeing Lin Jian's wrinkled face, he secretly smiled, "What's wrong? Can't read clearly?"

Lin Jian thought of going to see Qin Si's homework after hearing this. At first glance, the characters are very beautiful, and there is quite a unique taste in it, but it may be because the taste is so unique that some characters are hard to distinguish.

In contrast, Lin Jian's handwriting is more elegant and clear, at least in the eyes of the teacher, it is a good handwriting.

However, comparing the two characters together, Lin Jian inexplicably felt that his own characters had a childish feeling in them, and he couldn't help frowning his eyebrows.

If Qin Si knew his thoughts, he might be amazed at his keenness, after all, his current characters were indeed formed many years later.

Even if it is reborn once, the handwriting still cannot be changed.

"No need." Lin Jian pouted, and there was an inexplicable sense of disbelief in her tone, which made Qin Si feel a little strange.

He fixed his eyes on Lin Jian, and when the latter stared back, he said confidently, "Don't look, turn your head away."

Although he appeared to be righteous, but only Lin Jian knew that he was really guilty in his heart, and it would be bad if Qin Si found out his secret.

Thinking of this, he moved towards Qin Si's side, stretched out his arms domineeringly, and stood between the two of them, making sure that he successfully blocked Qin Si's sight, so he put down his mind and pretended to copy his homework.

He looked at Qin Si's handwriting, took a pen and unconsciously imitated two strokes next to him, and when he realized what he was doing, his eyebrows frowned again.

Really, isn't learning the protagonist Gong's handwriting admitting that his writing is not good-looking?

Tch, it's obviously his calligraphy that is more popular!

Thinking of this, Lin Jian angrily blacked out what she had just written, feeling a little better, and feeling a little sleepy again.

He returned Qin Si's homework to him, and patted Chen Ke in front of him, "Help me hand in my homework when I do my homework later."

Chen Ke nodded, and stretched out his hand to say ok

Lin Jian just wanted to lie down to sleep, but after thinking about it, she was a little worried, and reminded, "Don't peek at what I wrote, do you understand?"

"Okay, don't worry, Boss Lin." Although Chen Ke didn't know why, he followed Lin Jian's orders and immediately patted his chest to promise that he would protect his homework.

Only then did Lin Jian feel relieved, and lay back on the table comfortably.

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Since Lin Luo returned to school, he often thought about whether he was a little too much, but when he thought that if he didn't leave, he would have to face his stupid brother who could piss him off every day.

Well, that's still a little too much.

However, because of a guilty conscience, he did not dare to take the initiative to contact Lin Jian, but he looked at the date these two days, and still couldn't help contacting his brother.

[Lin Luo]: Brother, what are you doing?

Lin Jian put the empty schoolbag aside, sat on the car seat and yawned.

【Lin Jian】: Just after school, on the way home.

Lin Luo carefully considered his brother's tone, and made sure that the other party was not angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

[Lin Luo]: Brother, I heard that you sprained your ankle two days ago, are you okay?

Lin Jian held the phone, turned her head and looked at Qin Si's hand, and paused.

[Lin Jian]: It's all right, it's almost recovered these two days.

After replying this sentence, he suddenly took a look at Qin Si's hand, and the latter looked up at him suspiciously.

Lin Jian frowned and asked, "Why do you have so many small wounds on your hands?"

Are you going to move bricks?It doesn't make sense that the Qin family is on par with his family in strength.

It can't be that Qin Si looks glamorous on the surface, but in fact he doesn't entertain at all at home, and is forced to work like Cinderella every day when he comes home, right?

It's not that Lin Jian has a big brain. Although he is well protected, he has heard of many dirty stories in the upper class. , but also let his son suffer at home.

However, Qin Si's appearance... doesn't look like a little pitiful.

Qin Si didn't know that he had become the male version of Cinderella in Lin Jian's brain supplement, he interrupted Lin Jian's divergent thinking, "It should be accidentally scratched."

Yeah?Lin Jian rubbed her chin and reluctantly accepted the answer.

He thought for a while, rummaged around, took out a small medical kit, took out a few bandages from it, and handed them to Qin Si, "Here, stick them on, or the recovery will be slow."

Qin Si looked at the band-aid in his hand. It should have been specially prepared by Lin Jian. There were patterns of various small animals on it, which looked very cute.

He was a little dazed, then bent his eyebrows and eyes, "Okay, thank you."

Lin Jian waved her hands when she heard the words, then put away the medical kit and put it back in place.

Turning his head, he saw that Qin Si was holding the band-aid in his hand in a daze, not intending to stick the wound at all.

He frowned, "Why don't you stick it?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qin Si's reaction, he roughly took the band-aid from the opponent's hand, grabbed Qin Si's wrist with one hand, and pulled it in front of him.

Qin Si's eyes were dim, and he leaned towards Lin Jian, his eyes fixed on the other's serious eyebrows.

Lin Jian first put two band-aids on the middle of Qin Si's injured finger, and when he got to the tip of his index finger, he took out a pair of small scissors, cut off the two ends of the band-aid from the middle, and pasted it on the The tip of Qin Si's index finger just fit perfectly.

After pasting, he put the small scissors aside, took Qin Si's hand to admire his masterpiece, and praised, "Oh, it's really good."

The band-aids he put here are actually rarely used, and the newly learned skills of applying band-aids are even more useless. This will finally be used, and the band-aids are so perfect, and the mood is much more enjoyable.

When he realized that he was still holding his hand, he let it go in embarrassment, but this didn't prevent him from cocking his tail, looking at Qin Si's dazed look, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "How is it? Can I post it well? "

Qin Si slightly squeezed his fingers together, as if he was about to hold something, "Well, very good."

"Of course." Lin Jian happily shook her toes and waved her little hand, "Well, if you get hurt in the future, let me pack it. I'm a professional."

With this proud little appearance, those who knew thought he had put on a band-aid, and those who didn't know thought he had undergone some major surgery.

Qin Si looked at him and bent his lips unconsciously, "Well, good."

Lin Jian received an affirmative answer, and happily went to touch the phone again, while Qin Si was also looking at the band-aid on his hand, slightly lost in thought.

Lin Jian didn't look at his phone for a while, and found that his second brother had sent several more messages.

[Lin Luo]: Actually, I asked my parents two days ago, you kid, you are too skinny, your head is just right, and your feet are hurt.

[Lin Luo]: By the way, brother, do you still remember what day is two days away~

[Lin Luo]:?You won't forget, will you? !

When Lin Jian saw the first day, he hummed a little unhappy, why is he too skinny, hum, his second brother is really a bad guy!

[Lin Jian]: Hmph!

[Lin Jian]: I don't remember what day it is!

This sentence is not out of anger, he has been very busy recently, how can he have time to plan the days?

[Lin Luo]: Lin Naonao, you won't forget, will you? !

Lin Jian's scalp became numb from this sentence of Lin Nao's teasing. She glanced at the calendar, and then suddenly remembered that it was his second brother's birthday in two days.

[Lin Jian]: Of course not, isn't it your birthday? Do you think I'm the same as you?

Seeing this, Lin Luo felt a little better. It seems that his younger brother still cares about him very much. The reason why he is so obsessed with whether Lin Jian remembers his birthday is naturally because Lin Jian clearly remembers the birthdays of his elder brother and his parents every year. .

Because the two of them were always fighting, whenever Lin Jian got angry, she deliberately said that she didn't like him as the second brother, especially on every birthday, the contrast was particularly obvious.

This caused Lin Luo to feel extremely insecure, and sometimes he really wondered if his brother really didn't like him.

He also wants to be a good second brother in a gentle way, but he can't control himself when he sees his younger brother, commonly known as talking too much.

Now I got the proof of my brother's love, and I felt a lot more comfortable.

[Lin Luo]: Alright, brother will be home in two days!

Lin Jian replied indiscriminately with a guilty conscience, for fear that his second brother would find out that he had completely forgotten about this incident in Java Java.

[Lin Luo]: By the way, how about making up lessons for these two days?The teacher didn't get mad at you, hahaha...

Lin Jian's guilty conscience was swept away by these words, replaced by full of anger, just arrived at the door of the house, put the mobile phone in his pocket, and simply ignored him, the second brother who owed him.

He waved his hand at Qin Si indiscriminately, "I'm leaving, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he ran home with his empty schoolbag on his back and disappeared.

Qin Si withdrew his gaze, glanced at his hands, hooked the corners of his mouth again, and returned home in a good mood.

At home, Su Wen saw the band-aid on his son's hand, and asked annoyedly, "What's going on? Did you hurt your hand?"

"Yeah." Qin Si responded, "Draw a little."

"You said you child, why do you suddenly want to learn sculpture from your grandpa Chen?" Su Wen sighed. Although he complained, he also knew that his son had big ideas, so he could only explain with worry, "Be careful when learning, listen Have you arrived yet?"

"En." Qin Si nodded, looked over and over again at the band-aid on his hand, and answered irrelevantly, "Lin Jian put it on for me, how is it? Did it stick well?"

Su Wen, "..."

She finally knew the reason why her son changed schools suddenly some time ago and why he was in a good mood these two days.

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