"She told me it was fine."

Lin Muyuan, who came with something on her mind, as soon as she entered the door, she didn't speak for half a sentence, and she got the answer she wanted, as concise as ever.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang." During this time, Lin Muyuan was already accustomed to Teacher Jiang's way of speaking, "Teacher, is this lacquer allergy so serious?" I've seen that the beads you've made are beautiful, and I'm thinking I'll learn about them in the future."

"If you protect it, you'll be fine." Jiang Ling'an thought that he had no intention of chatting with Lin Muyuan, removed the tea set on the table, and lit a special incense specially prepared for the latter, "That's not in a hurry." ”

"It's just started school, and it's not that busy." I don't know if I remembered something, Jiang Lingan added such a sentence a little abruptly.

If it were someone else, it would be a clear rejection - no one would say it so bluntly, embarrassing both sides.

But it was Mr. Jiang who said this! Lin Muyuan subconsciously explained: "Actually, I may not participate in some activities, usually in high school, many of them are ......"

"Well, we'll see in a while."

Jiang Ling'an responded like this, he should have listened to it. It's just that Lin Muyuan at this time thought about it a lot, and only thought that she was a little ignorant just now, pursed her lips and nodded, and didn't speak.

After more than a month's effort, Lin Muyuan can also play a few basic tunes. It's just that today's "Autumn Wind Words" is a little messy in the tactfulness, 'crackling', like the rain outside the window that has just stopped.

At the end of the song, the sound of the piano, which had been scattered in the room, was stirred up even more by a cold autumn wind blowing outside the window, and it jumped between the ears in a mess.

"Do you have something on your mind today?"

"Still worried about that classmate of yours?" It was rare for Jiang Lingan to guess wrong, but he still crossed Lin Muyuan's own shyness and thought of Guan Qi who was lying in the dormitory looking at the sky.

"Don't worry, she's fine, didn't her friend come to see her later that day? Her friend must have helped her with this time. ”

I misunderstood Mr. Jiang with the 'routines' I said on the Internet, but now the teacher is still thinking about how to comfort herself, Lin Muyuan can't wait to hide herself in the piano now.

"Since you're worried, you might as well go back and rest first." Without waiting for Lin Muyuan to come out of the awkwardness, Jiang Lingan reached out and handed the burning incense to the former, "You can smell it on the road." ”

What is suitable for Lin Muyuan may not be suitable for Jiang Ling'an. Look at how complete the incense of this small glass tube is, you should know that teachers are more concerned about students.

"Ah, okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Walking on the road in a daze, Lin Muyuan came to the direction of the incense and smelled it, and just turned on one side, and passed by Guan Qi.

Or maybe it couldn't be called a passing by, Guan Qi kicked the stone with his foot and collapsed on Lin Muyuan's foot, and after stinging the latter, he hid it back on the ground.

[Behind closed doors: Didn't you say that the game is not at this time, and I am looking for you now because I want to make myself allergic? 】

The bracelet in the grandfather's yard is lying in the courtyard, and as for the bracelet given by Teacher Jiang, Guan Qi also gave it to the former when he was taken to the faculty dormitory by Lin Muyuan that day.

[Behind closed doors: I'm not afraid, mainly in case there is something important, if I have allergies......]

[Qi Sheng: Who met with me that day and said that he wanted to find some materials from us? [sweating]]

The cold wind hit the leaves and shook off the rain, Guan Qi was fortunate to be the lucky one who was dripped into his neck, shrunk a little, and frowned.