Villain, I'm here to save you

Lin Zhiyan couldn't think of the answer, so he simply put the question behind him.

Anyway, he doesn't need it now, neither the hero nor the protagonist has appeared yet, and the main task is to build a good relationship with Ji Jiayu.

Lin Zhiyan opened the notebook, nothing happened this year, the only thing was that Ji Jiayu was beaten up in the alley.

But that happened a year later, let's live a normal life this year!

Lin Zhiyan found that Ji Jiayu seemed very busy this time, doing things he couldn't understand every day.

"Xiao Linlin, what are you doing every day, you are mysterious." Lin Zhiyan poked the person who was working hard.

Ji Jiayu closed the notebook calmly, and said solemnly, "Write."

He is indeed writing. His handwriting is mature and does not meet the handwriting of this age group, so he is practicing.

I practice Chinese at school during the day, and practice foreign languages ​​when I return to the orphanage.

"Let me see!"

Ji Jiayu shook her head: "It's not good-looking!"

Lin Zhiyan didn't believe it. Ji Jiayu was very talented in writing, and his handwriting was beautiful. When he first learned to write, even he was taken aback.

Because Ji Jiayu doesn't look like a beginner in writing.

"I do not believe."

Ji Jiayu pursed her lips, feeling very embarrassed.

"I won't laugh at you."

Ji Jiayu: It's not about the joke, it's about being afraid of being exposed.

"Oh, just show me!" Lin Zhiyan shook Ji Jiayu's arm and began to speak abnormally.

Ji Jiayu's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at Lin Zhiyan in a daze, as if possessed, he opened the notebook, his ears blushing.

Lin Zhiyan lowered his head and rubbed against Ji Jiayu's arm: "It's still better for you to treat me!"

Ji Jiayu couldn't think anymore, her body was stiff and motionless.

Lin Zhiyan admired Ji Jiayu's excellent works page by page.

It's really nice.

"Xiao Linlin, can you write my name for me?" Lin Zhiyan put her schoolbag on Ji Jiayu's desk, "This name is too ugly, I want you to write it."

In order to prevent taking the wrong schoolbag, the kindergarten stipulates that the name of the child must be written on the schoolbag.

Lin Zhiyan's name was written by He Chunfen. The handwriting is not beautiful, but it is very graceful.

Ji Jiayu didn't like He Chunfen in the first place, but when he saw what she wrote, he became even more upset.

"Okay." Saying that, Ji Jiayu put her schoolbag on Lin Zhiyan's desk, stared at Lin Zhiyan with burning eyes and said, "You write for me."

The actions of the two attracted the attention of others.

It's not class right now, a group of people are playing with toys around the table, but these two, like 502 on the chair, sit motionless on the chair and don't play with toys.

"Have you noticed that since Song Lin came, Lin Zhiyan's whole person has changed, and he surrounds Song Lin every day. I seem to have heard him acting like a baby to Song Lin just now."

"I seem to have heard it too!"

Lin Zhiyan: ...you can hear my coquettish voice in such a low voice, it must be dog ears!

Ji Jiayu wrote down the three characters "Lin Zhiyan" stroke by stroke. The font is round and cute, just like Lin Zhiyan himself.

It was only when Lin Zhiyan was writing that he remembered that he was indeed learning to write at this time, but they were all simple Chinese characters. At least the two characters Song Lin could not be completely written by him.

In order not to reveal his identity, he wrote more than ten times in the notebook, and finally wrote a "beautiful" "Song Lin".

Ji Jiayu sighed in his heart, his brother is really as stupid as ever.

Lin Zhiyan returned the schoolbag to him with a smile: "It's kind of ugly!"

Ji Jiayu: "It's beautiful!"

Lin Zhiyan: ...Don't go against your will, it took me a long time to choose the ugliest font.

But when Ji Jiayu wrote it, Lin Zhiyan couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear. He didn't expect him to be able to write such a cute font.

It really is a little cutie!

For further studies, Lin Zhiyan still chose Chengze Primary School.

After the first incident where the two helped each other write their names, there was an unspoken habit between the two.

After entering elementary school, He Chunfen started to work. Lin Zhiyan was not in the family car, but walked home with Ji Jiayu.

Ji Jiayu spent more time living in Lin's house.

The dean is also used to it.

"elder brother!"

Lin Zhiyan stopped the pen in his hand and raised his head in doubt: "What's wrong?"

"Do you know where I can make money?" Ji Jiayu saved money for a year, but he didn't have enough money for a mobile phone.

Lin Zhiyan: I also want to know where I can make money.

"I don't know." Lin Zhiyan has never been to work, and has almost forgotten all about his majors in college.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Zhiyan's eyes lit up suddenly, "I know where I can make money!"

"where?"

Lin Zhiyan smiled mysteriously: "School."

The next day, the Lin family's small villa.

"So many?" Lin Zhiyan's eyes widened. There was a thick pile of homework books on the desk, including first grade and second grade.

Ji Jiayu nodded: "They didn't want to do their homework, but when they heard that someone was willing to help with it, they all came here."

"You took it all?" Lin Zhiyan gasped, looked at Ji Jiayu and nodded honestly.

Save the child!

"There are so many, can you finish writing?" Lin Zhiyan was heartbroken, "How much is an assignment?"

"5 yuan!"

Lin Zhiyan vomited blood again.

"When is the homework due?"

Ji Jiayu: "Tomorrow!"

"It's all tomorrow?"

Ji Jiayu nodded.

"Forget it!" Lin Zhiyan sadly opened the exercise book, and there was a small note in it, which was used to register homework.

"Xiao Linlin, next time, can I not accept the copying assignment next time, I would rather use my brain to write the questions than do the copying." Lin Zhiyan was completely desperate after copying the two homework books.

Fortunately, there wasn't a lot of homework in the first or second year, and the two of them were busy until eleven o'clock in the weather.

In order not to be discovered by the teacher, they also deliberately imitated the font of the employer.

If you don't look carefully, you won't see any difference at all.

The two made their first pot of gold by helping their classmates with their homework.

Lin Zhiyan didn't like this kind of hard work, so he started to find another way.

"Xiao Linlin, are you going to this competition?" Lin Zhiyan pointed to the essay information in the magazine.

It is a composition competition for primary school students, held by the magazine, and the country solicits papers. Those who pass the manuscript can be published in the magazine, and those who pass the manuscript will be rewarded.

"Ah."

He Chunfen was always worried that Lin Zhiyan would learn bad things after entering elementary school, but he didn't expect to see the names of Lin Zhiyan and Song Lin in a magazine held by a colleague.

She heard her colleagues praise the two children for their good composition, and her vanity was instantly satisfied.

The two make money through various channels, and participate in any competition, as long as there is a bonus.

Time passed day by day, and every day Lin Zhiyan passed, he would draw a cross on the calendar.

Until the time when Ji Jiayu had an accident last time came again.

Ji Jiayu had to go back to the orphanage today. Today was the dean's birthday, and it was also the birthday the dean re-elected for him.

Lin Zhiyan followed Ji Jiayu: "Shall we go buy a gift?"

"The dean will not accept it."

"That's it, forget it!" Lin Zhiyan guarded his surroundings, he felt that everyone around him was suspicious, like a murderer.

The alley was getting closer and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. Lin Zhiyan suddenly held Ji Jiayu's hand and did not let go.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ji Jiayu looked confused.

Lin Zhiyan frowned: "It's okay."

With him around, no one can bully Ji Jiayu.

"Brother, I want to drink water!" They were only a few hundred meters away from the alley, Ji Jiayu didn't want Lin Zhiyan to take risks.

The supermarket can only go back, Lin Zhiyan pursed his lips: "Let's go, let's go buy water together."

Ji Jiayu closed her eyes, making the wrong excuse.

No, it's useless to have an excuse, Lin Zhiyan knew what would happen to him.

"Brother, let's go back to the orphanage later! Go to your home and do the homework first." Ji Jiayu stopped by the road and did not move.

Lin Zhiyan thought about it, and it's okay. When He Chunfen comes back, wouldn't it be better to drive him back to the orphanage.

The desk is full of homework again.

Lin Zhiyan was speechless. He shouldn't have come up with such a bad idea to ask Ji Jiayu to help his classmates with their homework to make money.

Ji Jiayu thoughtfully poured a cup of hot water and put it next to Lin Zhiyan: "I want to make more money."

Lin Zhiyan's heart softened again.

"I'll help you write together."

It's helping, but it's better to say that he is also making money, and Ji Jiayu will share half of the reward with him.

After drinking a cup of hot water, Lin Zhiyan wrote vigorously.

In the warm bedroom, two children sit together and do their homework.

The cold white desk lamp shone on them, as if casting a layer of holy light.