She Came To My Concert

Zhu Wenshu moved his eyes slowly, looking at Ling Chen, trying to find something to talk about.

Unexpectedly, Ling Chen also happened to look up.

When the two eyes were caught off guard under the lamp, the chirping of insects and birds dormant outside the window suddenly appeared.

Zhu Wenshu's heart trembled inexplicably, but his eyes froze uncontrollably for two seconds.

Until she saw Ling Chen's eyes move slightly.

I always feel that the person on the opposite side will say "you will have to pay if you watch it again" in the next second.

So Zhu Wenshu planned to strike first.

However, the moment before she opened her mouth, someone's mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

The buzzing sound suddenly cut through the silence at this time, causing Chen to look away suddenly, landed on the phone, and then stretched out his hand to swipe the screen.

Zhu Wenshu was still inexplicably confused.

He lowered his head and found that it seemed to be his mobile phone that entered the message.

【Zhu Qisen】: I'm hopeless.

【Zhu Qisen】: I'm such a fool!

[Zhu Wenshu]:?

[Zhu Qisen]: I just went to find Xueer, eager to give her a vinyl CD, but she had already bought eight of them and kept them at home.

[Zhu Qisen]: When I gave her the ninth card, I thought she looked at me like a fool.

[Zhu Wenshu]: Teacher Zhu has the following six points to say.

[Zhu Wen Shu]: ...

[Zhu Qisen]: I am speechless too, I think I will never be able to catch up with Xueer in this life.

[Zhu Qisen]: After burning incense and worshiping Buddha, please contact me. I will go to the temple to ring the bell.

After staring at the phone for a while, Zhu Wenshu looked up at the man sitting opposite him again.

After a moment of hesitation, she tapped the keyboard furtively.

[Zhu Wenshu]: Does your music teacher really like Ling Chen?

[Zhu Qisen]: Probably to the extent that if Ling Chen and I fell into the water at the same time, she would step on my dead body to save Ling Chen.

[Zhu Wenshu]:.

Putting down the phone, Zhu Wenshu pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"That... your that..."

Ling Chen: "What?"

"It's your acting..."

When Zhu Wenshu was struggling to come up with words, the waiter suddenly pushed the door open and served two dishes.

When she finished serving the dishes and left, Ling Chen wiped his chopsticks and asked, "What did you just ask?"

Zhu Wenshu shook his head: "It's nothing..."

After the waiter went out, Zhu Wenshu hesitated and said again: "Actually, I want to ask... your concert tickets..."

"Say it straight."

Ling Chen's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, "Do you want to buy?"

The light shone brightly on his face, and the upturned eye tails should be very attractive, but Zhu Wenshu only felt that he owed it.

never mind.

In the process of paying back a favor, it is always bad to owe another one.

"No such plan."

Zhu Wenshu was discouraged, and buried his head in the food, "Buying CDs is already my greatest generosity, and I usually prostitute you for nothing."

Ling Chen was silent for a moment, before spit out two words.

"... whore me?"

This time, Zhu Wenshu's chopsticks stopped in the air: "..."

Ling Chen: "Mr. I wish you a good example, but you actually have this hobby?"

Zhu Wenshu: "...Sorry, I will definitely spend money for you in the future."

Ling Chen twisted his fingers, gently stirred the soup in the bowl with the spoon, and smiled.

"Then...thank you for spending money on whoring me?"

"..."

Zhu Wenshu lowered his head calmly, opened his mouth to chew the vegetables, and his movements were done in one go.

Just stop saying a word.

Early the next morning.

Zhu Wenshu sat in the office, looked at the two stacks of homework that had been collected on the table, and sighed deeply.

It was almost nine o'clock when she returned home yesterday, and she was thinking about working overtime to correct the National Day homework. Unexpectedly, a parent suddenly called her and chatted worriedly about the study problems for nearly two hours.

After hanging up the phone, she saw that it was so late, and thought it would be okay to be lazy and correct the homework tomorrow.

But now, she just wanted to travel back to the day before and punch herself.

What kind of bath, what kind of sleep, the head teacher is not worthy of sleep.

Resignedly, she took out her pen and placed the leftover homework next to yesterday's homework.

"Whoever is ordered will be corrected first."

After reading the twelve characters, the red pen just pointed to yesterday's homework.

Zhu Wenshu sighed again, and opened the topmost homework book.

Fortunately, yesterday's homework was copying new characters, so it didn't take a lot of thought to correct it, and more than half of it was wiped out with just a few brushes.

Early morning is the busiest time in the office, with people coming and going in the aisle beside me, chattering and chirping all the time.

Zhu Wen's books fell on deaf ears and corrected one by one.

Until she opened Ling Siyuan's homework book, her eyes suddenly focused, and the red pen in her hand also froze in mid-air.

"Xiao Zhu, have you had breakfast yet?"

Teacher Wang's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Ah?" Zhu Wenshu quickly closed his homework book, turned around in a panic, "Eat, eat."

"Oh, okay."

After Teacher Wang sat back on his chair, Zhu Wenshu turned around slowly and reopened Ling Siyuan's homework

Book.

In the small matt book, there are two tickets to Lingchen's concert.

There was a post-it note on it, with two lines written in a flying style.

"Flowers and light sticks are at your own expense."