Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Man Who Thinks of Her
But seeing that the handwriting on the scroll is biased and fluttering like floating clouds, horizontal and vertical, like a dragon, there is indeed a god between the lines, and there is indeed a rhyme under the pen and ink, and it is not an exaggeration to boast of oneself.
"That's what is good!" She is also confident.
Whether he cares about the master or not, after putting down the pen at will, he turned around and glanced at the little boy, and motioned for him to come forward and take a closer look.
"This, this, the teacher is a good word!" She was a little embarrassed by this approving words, worthy of her, knowing that this was a May day and was stunned by the March wind, and she was already full of spring self-satisfaction.
"Hehe, Song Yong can study hard, you can do it too!" Jiang Zhen found another piece of notepaper, estimated that it was under the inkstone, and after it was stable, he also thought about it.
So, so, after a long pause, he waved and wrote.
"Jiang Zhen."
"Teacher, what does this mean? Why do you want to write the name of this little evil star? Song Yong was still at a loss for a question, but seeing Jiang Zhen was angry.
She had miscalculated.
Jiang Zhen raised his hand and rewarded the little boy's forehead, but he didn't have to be crisp.
"Ah...... The student is wrong. Song Yong is holding his head with his hands on his head at the moment, so he looks like he is nervous.
"Who do you say is the little star?!" If you don't know someone who can still show off in front of you, you can already have a bad name for some years.
or do not know the person, but know the name.
"Uh......h Teacher, the student didn't point to you, yes, it's talking about this evil star, it's talking about Jiang Zhen. "Song Yong's son felt aggrieved, but he didn't know that it was Jiang Zhen who was even more aggrieved.
Herself, she, didn't she just get rid of some of her early years, she had a lot of fun, and she was also a big child, but she didn't expect that the debt would be repaid now, and she should be.
In this way, it also made her unsettled, when even if she tore the handbook on the square table and threw it on the ground, but seeing the scene of the paper stamps everywhere and the ink flying, it was a complete complement to her delicate appearance.
She still appeared in the spring breeze, but now it is a cold winter, and the moon in her eyes is also lacking, Yu Xiang is Yu Qi, and she is angry and humiliated: "You! Then you can tell me better, what kind of evil star is this Jiang Zhen?! ”
The little boy couldn't gauge her thoughts at this moment, so he had to say by the way: "This Jiang Zhen is a bully person, and he is also ashamed of himself from time to time in the day, and he also likes to bully his aunt!" ”
"Me! You! This! Hum! She must have been angry, and she still couldn't speak for the rest of the day after humming, she had wronged her.
"Teacher, what are you?" Song Yong saw that her face was indignant, and her face was also purple and red, like this, obviously angry in her heart, but look at her hand that was tightly clutching the edge of her sleeve was a little trembling, this, why is this?
She is also a donkey temper, and she immediately swallowed her grievances and raised her eyes to stare at the little boy, and then raised her voice as if she was unwilling to ask: "Song Yong, I know, you are looking for that Jiang Zhen, aren't you?" ”
"Me?! This, the teacher may have been mistaken, the student did not look for Jiang Zhen, it is better to say that it is too late to hide and avoid! "Now her depression is all thanks to that Wang Ye, if it weren't for the fact that she covered her ears and misspoke when she was looking for pleasure, it wouldn't be like this.
The little boy is looking for a reason here, it must be the relationship between his teacher and Jiang Zhen, and then he also said kindly: "That, teacher, although the student has never looked for Jiang Zhen, but the student's brother has been thinking about her for some time." ”
"Brother Songyong, hehe, okay, quick! Hurry up and call him to me! The smile that grew warmer finally reached the corner of his mouth, and he still had someone to ask for it.
There was a star hidden above the cloud feather on the other side, and then in this rainy night, with the dripping water, it fell into her hands.
Such a treasure must be shared with those who care.
But seeing that she raised her hands slightly, holding the star in her hand, she ran to Chen Yi and shouted, "Yilang, Yilang, look, this is a gift from Yaoyao today." ”
"Hehe, then, thank you Yaoyao." Chen Yi was happy to see her lively.
What he held in his hands was a scoop of rain and dew, but he saw the reflection of a star looming above the ripples, and looked up at the rainy night sky, it turned out to be the shaking light in the Big Dipper.
shouldn't let her see this Chen Yi, she is also trapped by Chen Yi's smile at the moment, and she can't turn her eyes anymore.
"Yilang, hee-hee, Yilang." Her kitten was found to have found the master, and from time to time she lay on his back, or tossed in his arms, or leaned sideways on his shoulders and arms, so as not to make a fuss.
He didn't disturb the cat's frolic, just silently cooperated, accepted, but in the end he was still curious, she had found herself in the future during the day, if it was in the past, it must have been the time when the rooster crowed, but if he opened the door of Wuzhou Mansion in the morning, he would definitely be able to find a cat who was smiling at him, squatting on the ground, waiting for his hug.
"Yaoyao is in the middle of the day, but if there is something to find me in the future?" After all, he still spoiled her too much, and let his hands be played with by him, as if he was probing his own life, but he was usually serious.
"Yaoyao is indeed in trouble now, hehe, Yaoyao still has someone to worry about after all." She withdrew her hand and raised her eyes to look at him, although it was just negative to find the Dong Mansion for a while, but she was lonely and afraid.
"Oh? Could it be the little heir? Chen Yi finally rolled his eyebrows now, and his eyes were a little complicated.
"Hee-hee, no mistake! I said, wood, stupid wood, Yaoyao and I also have someone thinking about it, Yilang has to protect me better, hide me, but don't be caught by others Yaoyao. "Thoughts like a child, childish like a child, at this moment, she seems to be showing off and begging, begging him to accompany her as before, don't leave.
She had miscalculated.
"You! Yaoyao, in this way, you are too reckless, how can you find that villain? He's stronger than you! The voice of reprimand flowed in her ears, but she was still smiling brightly, and she didn't care at all.
"Hehe, Yaoyao has her own measure, and Yilang is safe." She thought she had succeeded, and she could see him spilling some jealousy because of herself, so it was really the hypocrisy of her daughter's family.
However, he did really care about himself, and he didn't have any jealousy intentions.
Leisurely, leisurely, and leisurely.
"Then you're still going tomorrow?" Helpless, let's go with it.
"Hmmm! Yaoyao, I must have found a connection, of course I have to go! Her willfulness and temperament have never paid attention to Chen Yi's feelings.
Finally, the cat was caressed on the couch, and then he poured the trough wine alone, and a little sour and bitter into his throat, so he didn't feel it.
It's still raining today, and she seems to be a little pretty with a Muzhi umbrella, and she lights up a group of people with one hand, for fear that she will fall into the mud, and weighs her toes and wades through the puddles on the street.
The Hugo in the midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River is really chic, not to mention the sassy body, the mist here alone is melancholy.
If you want to say the most beautiful, you have to be invisible.
Jiangzhou under the clouds and mist is pretentious, half of the figure appears, half of it is hidden, the ticking under the eaves of the corner of the house seems to be a ballad, accompanied by the sound of the past, accompanied by his own voice, if he is a poet and a book, he must be able to feel something.
She took the umbrella into a teahouse, the base is not enough to see, you have to go to the second floor to see the beauty of the mist on this rainy day, half meaning.
"Yo, Miss Jiang Zhen is still there!" The young man also sat down, but her eyes were slanted, and she couldn't figure it out.
"Hehe, Qiu Shilang is also early." She nodded her red lips, leaving a touch of redness between the top and bottom, waiting for the fate to enter.
"Going to the meeting with Miss Jiang Zhen, you have to be in a hurry, right? Hehe, come, eat tea. The young man politely brought her a glass, but when he saw the movement of his hand, he hesitated, and still didn't dare to touch her.
"Hehe, thank you." Or noticed the young man's thoughts, and immediately moved back.
She is just having fun, the person who is suspected seeks attention, the person who is lonely seeks love, and her hand has to be held by him.