She Came To My Concert

"I'm really busy and I don't have time."

Ling Chen pondered for a moment, then sighed, "I'll come over after school."

"Hmm, I also understand that you are very busy—" Zhu Wenshu suddenly stopped, not sure if he had auditory hallucinations, "What did you say?"

"I said." Ling Chen said word by word, "I'll come over after school."

"...OK, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Wenshu froze for two seconds before returning the phone to Ms. Wang.

Why doesn't this person play cards according to common sense?

Unable to understand, Zhu Wenshu still honestly conveyed: "His father can't leave during the day, so he can come to school after school, is it okay?"

Ms. Wang was actually not very satisfied, but she thought that she would indeed have something to do later, so she reluctantly nodded.

"Alright then, I'll come back after school, be on time."

During the whole day, except for teaching the two classes, Zhu Wenshu was a little absent-minded at other times.

Ling Chen actually agreed to come to school.

Zhu Wenshu has no experience in dealing with disputes between parents, let alone one of them is a popular star.

She didn't know what would happen after Wang Xiaopeng's mother recognized Ling Chen.

Will everyone know that Ling Chen has a seven-year-old child soon?

Can Ling Siyuan live and study normally in the future?

And as a teacher, how should she deal with the curiosity of Ling Siyuan from the class and school classmates?

With all kinds of thoughts lingering, it was time to leave school in a blink of an eye.

Not two minutes after the bell rang, Wang Xiaopeng's mother waited in the office with her child.

After a while, Ling Siyuan also came to the office.

Sitting face to face, the big two and the young ones were not easy to talk and laugh, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff.

Backed by his own mother, Wang Xiaopeng started writing homework leisurely.

Ling Siyuan was terrified, took a pen and pretended to paint, and peeked at Zhu Wenshu from time to time.

Half an hour later, the students had basically finished walking, and the campus was as quiet as a small park in the suburbs. The thick black clouds on the horizon pushed the daylight away, and in the blink of an eye, the sky became as dark as night.

Wang Xiaopeng's mother got impatient and patted the table, "Didn't you say you will come after school? It's been more than half an hour, I hope you will call him again, teacher!"

Zhu Wenshu thought that Lingchen probably wanted to dove, but felt relieved.

Just picked up the phone, the office door was knocked.

Zhu Wenshu looked outside the door, froze for a moment, and said a little unnaturally: "Ling Siyuan's parents are here..."

Mama Wang immediately turned her head and was about to speak, but the word "you" got stuck in her throat when she saw the person coming.

The sky was already dark, and Ling Chen was wearing a black hoodie and black trousers. Although he was thin, he was tall and straight enough to block the remaining sunset and make the small office even heavier.

Besides, he was wearing a black mask.

Most of his face was covered, only a pair of dark eyes were exposed, but it did not hide his unique temperament.

Inexplicably catching people's attention, not like ordinary people living in the streets and alleys.

Mother Wang obviously didn't expect Ling Siyuan's father to appear in this image.

Moreover, she always felt that this person's eyebrows and eyes were familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before.

In short, this was different from the parents she expected, which made her lose her momentum for no reason.

As Ling Chen approached, Mother Wang stood up and said with her chin raised, "I am Wang Xiaopeng's mother, hello."

When Ling Chen passed her, he glanced sideways at her, politely said "Hello", then, without looking at Zhu Wen's book, he went straight to Ling Siyuan, and tapped his forehead with his fingers .

"Are you still going to find something for me?"

Making Siyuan feel guilty, she didn't dare to look at him directly, but quietly hid behind Zhu Wenshu.

"He didn't look for trouble today." Zhu Wenshu protected Ling Siyuan, and motioned Ling Chen to look at Wang's mother, "Wang Xiaopeng's mother wanted to talk to you about yesterday's fight."

Only then did Ling Chen turn around slowly and give Wang Mama a positive look.

Mama Wang answered immediately, "Your child beat someone and scratched my child's face. Now it's a civilized society. I've never seen such an uncivilized person. What's the difference between this and a gangster? And—— "

Ling Chen nodded: "Yeah, but I'm very busy, so just tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

Mama Wang: "..."

How did she hear the feeling that you want to use a knife or a gun?

"You—" Looking at Ling Chen twice, Ms. Wang lost her confidence, but she didn't want to lose her momentum, so she turned to accuse, "What time is it? It's good to say that school is over, do you have any sense of time?" ?”

"Sorry." Ling Chen said sincerely, "I just found the wrong school."

Mama Wang: "..."

Zhu Wenshu: "..."

The scene seems to have taken a strange turn.

The corner of Wang Xiaopeng's mother's mouth twitched, she regained her composure, and said, "Then what do you mean you're wearing a mask? Are you polite?"

Zhu Wenshu's scalp suddenly tightened, and he looked at Ling Chen nervously.

If you take off your mask...

"If you are sick, you will be contagious."

Ling Chen raised his hand, making a gesture to take off the mask, "Mind? Then I'll take it off."

"do not!"

Mama Wang pulled Wang Xiaopeng back a step, and looked at Ling Chen and Ling Chen in surprise and uncertainty.

Siyuan.