After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

Looking at the questioning on the screen, Bo Xun could probably think of Yu Jin's reprimanding tone, which was inexplicably timid, like a small animal that was caught doing something wrong.

Just as I was about to reply to Yu Jin's message, a phone call came.

Bo Xun connected, "Hello, Mom."

On the other end of the phone, the "booming" sound of the vacuum cleaner and the voice of a middle-aged woman, "Xiao Xun, what's the matter? I saw you calling just now?"

Bo Xun: "It's about the summer training. Parents' signature is required, as well as the training fee. I want to ask when you will go home?"

On the phone, my mother murmured, "Why do you have summer training? I also said that during the summer vacation, I asked you to come over to train with your brother and take care of his daily life. I have two days of free time. Yanyan was just selected by the coach, and then he will go to the capital Training, this is not the house I just rented here in the capital, it is still being cleaned..."

For the first time, Bo Xun didn't wait for his mother to finish, "Mom, I'm talking about my own affairs, not about my younger brother."

The voice on the other side of the phone was obviously choked, and suddenly a little impatient, "You know you want money when you call every day, and you have nothing else to do except money, and you dare to interrupt me, it's a waste of money, right? You are not as good as your brother, what qualifications do you have to ask for it? I am as old as you and go out to work to send money to my family, so it’s fine if you don’t help the family..."

Bo Xun didn't want to listen to her preaching.

Just put the phone away.

I vaguely heard another yelling from the receiver, but I don't know what the specific yelling was. Suddenly, the phone was hung up angrily.

He looked at the page where the call ended, feeling indescribable.

On the busy street, with the rush of people coming and going, Bo Xun lowered his head, looking at the long shadows passing by quickly under the street lights.

After calming down for a moment, he clicked on the dialogue box with Yu Jin, [No one, I just clicked wrong]

After returning, he looked at the cold noodles at hand.

The noodles absorbed the broth and thickened into a lump that looked like a dead gnocchi.

The final exam is approaching, and there are many self-study classes.

The next day, in the office, Bo Xun stood uncomfortably in front of Teacher Qin's desk.

The front, back, left, and left are all teachers' workstations, and the sound of writing and typing adds a touch of suffocation to the airtight office.

After waiting for a while, Teacher Qin walked in with a glass teacup, sat on the seat in front of Bo Xun, sighed, and looked up at Bo Xun, "Your coach said that you have not paid your form and training fee. It's over, what's the matter with you?"

Bo Xun clenched his fists tightly and stared at the ground.

Teacher Qin: "Call your mother, she said she can't control you, that you don't want Xia Xun, let me communicate with you."

Bo Xun: "I didn't say I didn't want Xia Xun..."

"Have you had a fight with your family?" Teacher Qin asked helplessly as he tapped his pencil.

Bo Xun: ...

After a while, he nodded.

At this time, there was a middle-aged male teacher next to him, wearing a polo shirt with a stand-up collar, tucked into his belt, and looking potbellied, "Xiao Qin, is that the sports student in your class?"

Teacher Qin turned his head, "Ang, I told you, he is the stupid big guy in our class, just like the girl in your class last year, he also has a good family background but there is a younger one who is better, and the family focuses on cultivating the younger one. I don’t have the energy to take care of the big ones. Isn’t this just worrying about his Xia Xun?”

The male teacher in a polo shirt took a sip of tea and spit out the tea leaves, "You ask his parents to sign the summer training consent form first, and the summer training fee can be delayed. The parents are really... the one from the last class It's a pity that Niuniu died, but if her parents give her a little help, alas..."

Bo Xun lowered his head even lower.

Teacher Qin stopped chatting and turned back to look at Bo Xun, "Well, I will discuss with your mother later and send her an electronic form for her to sign. I will also talk to the school about the money. , help you delay for a while, okay?"

Bo Xun nodded slowly, "Thank you teacher."

"Okay, let's go back and review. At the end of the semester, I will have more time to study, and strive for more test points." After Teacher Qin finished speaking, he patted Bo Xun on the back.

When he walked out of the office, he saw a wheelchair parked next to the physics teacher's workstation.

The familiar back was wearing a school uniform, bowing his head modestly, not knowing what to say to the physics teacher, but seeing the teacher smiling very gratified.

After staying for a while, Bo Xun still left without looking again.

The self-study class was not over yet, so he was not in a hurry to go back to class.

Walking around to the storage cabinets in the public corridor, I just found my own cabinet and haven't opened it yet. From the corner of my eyes, following the sound of the elevator door closing not far away, a shadow appeared beside me.

Looking up, it was Yu Jin, "Why are you here?" He was startled, and moved to the side of the cabinet, "I thought the teacher was here."

Before Yu Jin spoke, he handed over an envelope with both hands.

The envelope was made of kraft paper, somewhat thick, with nothing written on it.

Bo Xun was startled.

He often received love letters in such envelopes.

He fell into deep thought, Yu Jin, probably not...

"What are you thinking?" Yu Jin's voice was still slow and soft, like a ray of breeze in the scorching midsummer, "Here, the fee for summer training. Teacher Qin's voice was too loud just now, and it was hard to hear it." .”

Bo Xun came to his senses, and hurriedly stopped, "No, I can't accept you for nothing—"

"Who said I gave it for nothing?" Yu Jin couldn't hold back, and smiled.

Bo Xun: ...

It turned out that he was self-indulgent.

He looked around to make sure no one else saw him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a commission for you, take it." Yu Jin signaled him to accept it again.

"commission?"

"Yes, it happens that there is a shortage of people for something at hand, so it's just right for you to come." Yu Jin's tone was natural, and he couldn't hear alms at all.

Bo Xun was a little shaken, but his reason told him that nothing came in vain, "You won't let me do something illegal, will you?"

Yu Jin smiled helplessly, "How is it possible, am I that kind of person in your eyes?"

"No." Bo Xun shook his head.

The thick envelope was pushed in front of him again.

"Be my model for painting."

Bo Xun was puzzled, "Painting models?"

"The model that I have been working with before suddenly missed the appointment. This is the price I offered to the original model once. Of course, if you think it is not enough, we can talk again."

Bo Xun hesitated.

He remembered that on the first day Yu Jin transferred, he was holding a drawing book, as if he was drawing a person.

But he still remembered that Yu Jin didn't know whether he didn't draw clothes or didn't intend to draw clothes in the first place.

"It will take you four or five hours at a time, and you need to wear the designated clothes and sit on the display stand. Because you can't move halfway, and the clothes I designated are too cumbersome, it will be uncomfortable to wear, and the booth environment will be relatively Suffering, many models are not willing to accept, so the commission will be higher than the market price." Yu Jin added.

He was relieved to hear that he was not naked.

Bo Xun admitted that he was moved.

Although he also knows that there is a high probability that Yu Jin has no shortage of models, but he just happens to see that he is short of money and wants to help.

"If you really don't want to come, I'll find someone else."

After speaking, Yu Jin sighed, pretending to take back the envelope.

Seeing that Yu Jin was about to repent, he hurriedly said, "Wait, I'll go. When exactly?"

Yu Jin let go of the envelope, "I'll let you know the exact time of summer vacation a week in advance."

In front of the other party, he did not count the exact number.

I only know that it must be more than the training fee he needs, and it must be higher than the market price for finding a model.

Yu Jin was so kind, so kind that he couldn't repay him.Bo Xun thought so.

He bowed sincerely, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. You deserve it."

Perhaps because of the backlight of the wheelchair, Bo Xun felt something flash in Yu Jin's eyes.

The strange emotion was fleeting, and before he caught it, Yu Jin regained his composure.

"Then I'll take it." When Bo Xun took the money, he looked at Yu Jin again.

Yu Jin nodded.

After getting the answer, Bo Xun opened his locker with the key, and prepared to put the money away first, and then take it out to the coach during the noon training.

As soon as he opened the locker, suddenly, something fell out of it, like a ball, it rolled on the ground twice before stopping, and it just stopped at Yu Jin's feet.

Yu Jin seemed to have seen something terrible, and hurriedly turned the wheel back again and again, with a frightened face and a rare flustered tone, "This, what is this?"

"What's wrong?" Bo Xun also stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the "ball".

The thing that stopped rolling on the ground is not a ball, but if you look closely, it is the torso of a doll.

——The doll was violently removed with arms, legs, and head, leaving a torso.

On the front torso of the doll, there are still many scratches left by a utility knife.

Just watching, the feeling of numbness in the scalp surged up instantly, and I could hardly breathe.

Even though the doll in front of him was not dirty, Bo Xun subconsciously threw it out.

The doll rolled over and lay on the ground on its back.

Vaguely, he saw a post-it note with beautiful handwriting on the back of the doll.

Bo Xun endured the fear and approached again.

[After the biology class that day, another girl confessed to you. She is not as white as me, nor as beautiful as me.You went to the empty corridor with her, and you talked a lot. ]

[I know you didn't promise her, but I'm very jealous of her courage to confess to you. ]

Looking at the note, Bo Xun took a deep breath, "It seems that I told you about that strange person last time. She seems to have been watching me."

"Is it the locker you accidentally saw last time? I seem to remember it." Yu Jin moved the wheelchair into some places with lingering fear.

"Yes, it should be her. I thought she was just a crush, the kind that wouldn't bother me. It seems that I underestimated her."

Bo Xun said as he tore off the note, originally wanting to see if there were other clues behind the note.

But what he saw in front of him almost made his heart stop.

——On the back of the doll, except for the knife marks, there is a string of words drawn with lipstick. The handwriting is sharp and messy like a tree branch.

[Bo Xun, I am the one who likes you the most. ]