Chapter Seventy-Four: Butterflies

Chen Jinzhi looked at him very attentively, as if he didn't notice his gaze.

"Su Chengyi, it's a good thing to care about your classmates, you can't cross the line."

Li Lu suddenly said something meaningful.

Of course, Su Chengyi heard what she meant.

Asking the teacher for the contact information of classmates may be nothing if it is placed on others, but it is the first time that it is unprecedented, and it is very doubtful.

Li Lu would definitely think that he had other thoughts about Chen Jinzhi, but it didn't matter, he was not afraid of shadows.

Su Chengyi nodded very calmly, without a trace of flaws in his expression, and showed that he cared about his classmates as if he were a comrade.

At the beginning, Li Lu did have a little doubt and a sense of crisis in his heart, Su Chengyi has always been the type who ignores things outside the window and only reads sage books, but often such children will fall faster and more thoroughly!

I haven't had much contact with female classmates since I was a child, and now a beautiful art student came, and the two fell in love at first sight...

Just thinking about Li Lu was about to collapse.

Su Chengyi is too special, not to mention a middle school, even Tang'an City, and even the whole province, are staring at this quasi-champion.

If he didn't discipline himself well, at this juncture when he was about to take the college entrance examination, it affected his grades, then he would be a sinner for the ages.

But now looking at Su Chengyi's unfazed expression, Li Lu thought about it, after all, the flowering of the iron tree is still a very unlikely thing.

Didn't I always worry that Su Chengyi's emotions were too weak, and I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to integrate into society?

He knows that he cares about his classmates, which is a good thing, why do he have to think about falling in love?

You still have to trust your students.

Su Chengyi looked at Li Lu's unpredictable expression and guessed that her heart must be at war between heaven and man.

Since Chen Jinzhi has already come to school, there is no need to ask for contact information, so let's slip away first.

Su Chengyi just wanted to leave, but Li Lu suddenly said:

"It's not that the teacher doesn't give you contact information, but Chen Jinzhi is there now, you can just ask her for it."

I don't know if she did it on purpose, but she said it with a lot of energy, just like when she was lecturing, and there was even an echo in the empty school building.

"You just go and ask her if you want it... Ask her if she wants..."

With such a huge momentum, Chen Jinzhi in the distance naturally heard it, and she raised her head and smiled politely at this side.

Su Chengyi was so embarrassed for a moment that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Li Lu showed a triumphant smile, well, she did it on purpose.

Then don't blame yourself for not saving face.

"Teacher Li! Teacher Wang Tingting let me tell you! She's waiting for you to eat! The rice is going to be cold! ”

Su Chengyi's words shouted out the feeling of resonance in his chest.

"The rice is going to be cold... It's cold..."

Even Wang Tingting in the office on the second floor heard it, she suddenly laughed and trembled, and raised her hand to put the lunch boxes one by one.

Li Lu's face turned red, glared at Su Chengyi, turned around and ran upstairs.

Su Chengyi looked at her hurried back and secretly laughed.

He originally wanted to go back to the classroom directly, but thinking of what Li Lu had just said, he should go and explain it to Chen Jinzhi, so as not to have any misunderstanding.

By the way, I would also like to ask why I took a leave of absence today.

Walking in front of her, Chen Jinzhi didn't greet him, and even moved to the other side.

There was a feeling of deliberately trying to avoid him.

Su Chengyi was a little puzzled in his heart, but he didn't come closer, but took a step back.

There was a safe distance between the two, and he pondered for a moment before asking:

"Why didn't you come to class this morning?"

Chen Jinzhi pursed his lips, revealing a very familiar smile with a manageable expression.

"There's something going on at home."

It's clearly a lie.

Su Cheng thought, but maybe there was something inconvenient to say, so he shouldn't ask again.

Chen Jinzhi noticed that the person next to him was silent, and suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart, not wanting him to misunderstand that he was deliberately alienating him.

“... Well, Ling's essay is really well written. ”

Very deliberately changed the subject.

Su Chengyi looked at the composition in front of him that was printed out in black and bold font.

The school really cares, and in its last words: "It's like a butterfly flying over the ruins." "There's a five-hair effect of butterfly wings.

The funds are burning, and he can't bear to look at it anymore, Su Chengyi turned his face away.

"That's the lyrics."

He told the truth.

Chen Jinzhi suddenly smiled,

"yes, I know."

She tried to hum a few words softly:

"Every time I see you, my heart is so calm,

It's like a butterfly flying over the ruins.

I can live again, I have regained my courage,

Your love is like oxygen to help me breathe. ”

If you listen to Xianle's ears, it is temporary.

Chen Jinzhi's voice is really suitable for singing this kind of R&B song, gentle and magnetic, the kind that can be replayed in your head for days after listening to it.

"Ask for a full version with a lot of money."

Su Chengyi said this sentence jokingly.

Chen Jinzhi took out his mobile phone and called up a QR code for adding friends on WeChat.

"Okay, I'll record it and send it to you."

Su Chengyi was stunned, took out his mobile phone and scanned her code.

"You don't have to pay a lot of money, just take it as last night's admission fee."

Well, it's the compensation fee for sleeping on the couch.

The sofa in Su Chengyi's house was chosen by Su Zelang alone. He easily listened to the rhetoric of the shopping guide and bought a newly listed hard material sofa, which is different from the ordinary soft type, which is said to be very conducive to physical health.

It turned out to be quite special - very uncomfortable.

Su Chengyi, who was already injured, slept all night and felt even more sore and had back pain.

Chen Jinzhi's WeChat profile picture is a photo of clouds, which looks like it was taken on an airplane.

"I took it on the way home."

Before the question was raised, Chen Jinzhi had already answered it.

I don't really have any mind-reading skills...

Su Chengyi glanced at her with a complicated expression, and the latter raised the corners of his mouth.

"There is no such thing as mind reading."

???

Is your expression so easy to read?

Coughing, Su Chengyi moved his gaze to another composition.

Chu Qianmian wrote really well.

Compared with her own empty words, she is as eloquent as if she has really experienced the so-called "love that goes deep into the soul", and after reading through it, it is like a spring flowing through her heart, and the emotional sublimation of the last paragraph is also in place.

The central idea of Chu Qianmian's entire essay can be summed up in one sentence:

"What I dream of is true love and freedom."

Why can my own article be on the same score as hers... Is there a bit of a problem with the grading criteria of the grading teacher?

This also puts the two articles together, isn't the contrast more obvious?

Why don't you tear it off and take it away while no one is there?

"I can't tear it off, there are plastic seals."

Chen Jinzhi smiled happily.

Su Chengyi glanced at her helplessly, and the latter reached out and grabbed the edge of the composition paper in order to prove his words.

Sure enough, there is a thin layer of plastic film that seals the surface, and you really can't see it if you don't look closely.

Chen Jinzhi raised his hand, and the cuffs of his school uniform jacket slipped downward, leaking a piece of his wrist.

Hao's wrist is frosty and snowy, which is very good-looking.

If you ignore the horrible bruise scars.