Zhang Hongliang returned to the capital on the 15th, and when he returned to school, he called Changchun Lane.

He didn't know if Liu Xinyu had a class today, he was not in Changchun Lane, he just wanted to hear Liu Xinyu's voice.

This time his luck was good, when the phone rang at the newsstand, Liu Xinyu happened to be riding a bicycle from school back to Changchun Lane.

This semester, she was no longer as secretive as she was last semester, but generously applied to the department for day study.

I thought it would take some effort to grind, but I didn't expect the head of the department to simply ask her a few words, and then signed the word "agree" on the application, telling her to give the application to the counselor.

Of course, she was told to pay attention to safety.

Liu Xinyu responded again and again, but she felt a little regretful in her heart, and she thought about so many words, but none of them came in handy.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?" Zhang Hongliang's voice seemed to be even more tired and hoarse than that day, and Liu Xinyu's brows couldn't help frowning.

Even if Zhang Hongliang is the eldest grandson, it is just a grandson, the old man has sons and daughters, how can Zhang Hongliang be tossed like this?

Liu Xinyu's concern made Zhang Hongliang suddenly feel energetic, for fear that Liu Xinyu would be worried, and hurriedly said: "I'm fine, but my throat is a little inflamed." ”

"Have you seen a doctor? If you haven't seen a doctor, it's best to go and ask the doctor to prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs for you, don't think that you are young and inappropriate, and drink plenty of water. Suddenly finding that he was a little chattering, Liu Xinyu coughed lightly to stop the topic, and asked instead: "By the way, are you still at home or have you already returned to school?" ”

Liu Xinyu's concern swept away the exhaustion on Zhang Hongliang's body, although the mood was not so good that the spring flowers bloomed, but there was a trace of sweetness in his heart: "I have returned to school, I have to hurry up to make up for the classes I have pulled down in the past few days, and I may not have time to see you." ”

"You take a good time first...... Speaking of this, Liu Xinyu suddenly remembered that the new promotional photos of Shenghua Garment Factory were still waiting for Zhang Hongliang, and he suddenly couldn't speak.

Although Zhang Hongliang couldn't see Liu Xinyu's expression through the phone line, he heard something strange from the suddenly paused words, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, but what's the matter?" If you have something, you can't hide it from me. Otherwise, let's do it, tomorrow afternoon there is no class, I'll go to you. ”

Liu Xinyu hurriedly shook his head: "I'm fine, really!" Something is Shenghua, Director Fang is waiting for you to take promotional photos of the new spring style. ”

Zhang Hongliang was obviously relieved, even Liu Xinyu on the other end of the phone could hear his relieved voice, couldn't help but chuckle, thought about it and said, "I think so, you better cultivate your spirit first." No matter how urgent Shenghua's publicity photos are, they are not in a hurry in the past two days. The weather in the capital is still cold! ”

Liu Xinyu's words are really not to comfort Zhang Hongliang, the capital usually does not gradually warm up until late March, and now it is only mid-February, and the promotional photos of spring clothes are indeed not so anxious.

Zhang Hongliang may also think so, maybe he is indeed a little physically and mentally exhausted now, and under the persuasion of Liu Xinyu, he decided to let himself slow down first and talk about it on Sunday.

On Sunday, Zhang Hongliang still got up early, read English in the dormitory for a while, cleaned up after breakfast, said hello to Fang Qia, and left the dormitory with a backpack on his back.

At this time, it was about nine o'clock when I went out to Changchun Lane, and the time was just right.

It's just that as soon as he left the dormitory building, he met Chen Minmin, who was carrying a schoolbag and holding a few notes in both hands.

Chen Minmin is a native of Beijing, and his family conditions are good.

Although the results of the college entrance examination are not particularly outstanding, they are still excellent compared to their classmates, so they serve as a member of the study committee in the class.

Zhang Hongliang has been in class for a few days, and he has asked his classmates for advice and borrowed notes in the past few days, including Chen Minmin's notes.

Of course, Zhang Hongliang usually only asks boys for advice and borrows notes, and Chen Minmin took the initiative to stuff his notes to Zhang Hongliang.

In the past few days, Chen Minmin has often gone to the self-study classroom to meet Zhang Hongliang, and of course he has helped Zhang Hongliang make up for classes.

Today, Zhang Minmin broke the routine of going home on weekends and specially stayed at school to make up for Zhang Hongliang, so she came to the boys' dormitory downstairs early to wait for Zhang Hongliang.

Seeing Zhang Hongliang walking out of the dormitory with his bag on his back, Chen Minmin hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Class leader, are you going to the classroom or the library today?" ”

Zhang Hongliang was stunned by the question.

Today he neither plans to go to the classroom nor to the library, he is going to Changchun Lane, and the person he wants to see is Liu Xinyu.

However, Chen Minmin's kindness, of course, should be thanked.

Zhang Hongliang looked at Chen Minmin with some apologies and said, "Thank you Chen Minmin for helping me make up for my classes in the past few days." But I have something to do today, so I have to go out.

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Zhang Hongliang felt that he had made it very clear that Chen Minmin should not be strong.

Chen Minmin didn't seem to hear Zhang Hongliang's words, so he insisted on preventing Zhang Hongliang from leaving: "Didn't you say yesterday that you still have to make up for the two courses of advanced mathematics and basic physics?" I'm not going back today, just because I have time to make up for it. ”

Zhang Hongliang's brows furrowed tightly.

What he said to Fang Qia yesterday, how did Chen Minmin know?

Zhang Hongliang glanced at Chen Minmin unhappily.

Chen Minmin lowered his head slightly, revealing a good-looking long neck, and did not notice the displeasure in Zhang Hongliang's eyes.

Zhang Hongliang just wanted to rush to Changchun Lane as soon as possible, but he still considered that Chen Minmin was kind and wanted to help him, so he pressed the impatience in his heart and said softly: "I'm sorry, I already have an appointment today, and I really don't have time." But I still want to thank Chen Minmin. ”

Chen Minmin didn't expect that in order to prevent Zhang Hongliang from pulling down his homework, he gave up going home for the weekend, and went to the boys' dormitory to block people, but Zhang Hongliang didn't appreciate it.

She didn't believe that Zhang Hongliang had already made an appointment with someone, she must have heard what others said, and deliberately avoided suspicion.

Thinking like this, Chen Minmin's eyes were red, and tears hung in his eyes.

Her pitiful appearance made Zhang Hongliang's brows furrow even tighter.

Chen Minmin guessed one thing correctly, Zhang Hongliang was indeed avoiding suspicion.

Liu Xinmei's matter has not been explained to Liu Xinyu, and if there is another Chen Minmin, how do you have to explain it to Liu Xinyu?

Besides, he doesn't like this kind of girl who cries at every turn.

Even if he doesn't have a marriage contract with Liu Xinyu, he won't like Chen Minmin, this kind of girl is particularly annoying.

He still likes a hearty girl like Liu Xinyu.

As soon as Chen Minmin was delayed, Zhang Hongliang arrived at Changchun Lane half an hour later than expected, and Liu Xinyu had already packed up and waited for him in the house. 、

Seeing Zhang Hongliang, Liu Xinyu looked up and down, and found that Zhang Hongliang was a little thinner than before, and he was basically relieved after two days of youth, and his face was not bad, but his voice was still a little hoarse.