"..."

The two stepped off the Ferris wheel and found a light rain falling outside. Zhuo Shu's sharp eyes found that the two figures who came down from the previous carriage were very familiar.

Careless, these two guys lead by example!

When walked quickly to the gate of the playground, it was already raining heavily.

Ying Tongchen scolded the old man's crow mouth secretly, and was about to go to the convenience store opposite to buy an umbrella, when a block suddenly appeared above his head.

Zhuo Shu held up his jacket to cover the heads of the two of them, and said embarrassingly, "Don't ask me why I did this, just go to the car first."

Everything is controlled behind the scenes!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the two ran all the way to the parking lot. They were almost wet, their coats barely worked, and the atmosphere was not romantic at all.

The two chickens stood outside the car, Zhuo Shu took out a towel for him: "Wipe it first."

Ying Tongchen just turned around and wiped his clothes. Zhuoshu's phone rang again, this time it was a phone call.

Mu Qing said: "Shi, don't let people catch a cold, let's take a shower to Bourdain, the room has been opened for you."

Zhuo Shu was about to answer when Ying Tongchen handed the towel to him and said, "This place is very close to my house, why don't you go to my house to take a bath first."

Mu Qing on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, then immediately said, "Go! If you don't go, you're not Chinese!"

The old man hiding at the bottom of another car was moved to tears: The child finally has a chance!

Chapter 46

The two drove back to Ying's house, Zhuo Shu had already touched the bathroom familiarly, turned his head and asked, "Come along too, it's easy to catch a cold after waiting for a long time."

Ying Tongchen thought about it, but did not refuse, and walked in generously. It's uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to your body. Of course, it is also possible that he returned to his home and relaxed a lot without the old man's supervision throughout the whole process.

Zhuo Shu also felt that it was a lot easier, but it was considered that the two guys were thrown away.

The two of them took a shower and washed their guns and almost lost their guns. Zhuo Shu took him to the study, feeling deeply that his dream could come true this time, and whispered, "Mr. Ying, what should I do tonight?"

"Operation?"

"Wouldn't it be five or three again?" Zhuo Shu said in fear.

Ying Tongchen hooked his neck, answered the question with a kiss, and murmured, "Today's homework is a bit difficult."

"No matter how difficult it is, we have to win. Studying is the learning attitude we should have." Zhuo Shu smiled playfully.

The battle between teachers and students is about to break out, and the fire has been ignited. Just wait for a sound of wooden warehouse, and the two sides can officially fight.

At this time, I don't know who came across the documents on the desk. Ying Tongchen suddenly woke up, pulled his reason back, and pushed him away in time: "Well, no, there is a class tomorrow."

Zhuo Shu was taken aback and said, "I will pay attention to control."

Ying Tongchen shook his head and refused again: "No, the homework hasn't been marked yet."

Zhuo Shu: "..." My teacher Shark!

Ying Tongchen put on his clothes, pushed him to the bedroom, and said, "Go to sleep first."

Zhuo Shu lay on the bed very resentfully, turning off the lights and getting ready to sleep.

Ten minutes later, he opened his eyes and looked at the dark room, his eyes wandered to the door, where there was a little light from the study next door.

Fifteen minutes later, he sat up straight, turned on the light, put on his clothes, and walked to the door of the study, wrapped in the air of getting up.

Ying Tongchen was burying his head in correcting his homework, and asked without looking up, "Why are you still not sleeping?"

"Recognize the bed."

Ying Tongchen immediately retorted: "nonsense."

Zhuo Shu pursed his lips: "How many more?"

"What about the two classes?" Ying Tongchen's correction speed was very fast, and the red pen quickly left marks on the scroll surface, "Come on, you go to sleep first, I'll be fine soon."

Zhuo Shu turned around and left.

Ying Tongchen paused at the tip of the pen, sighed silently, turned the pen, lowered his head and continued to correct.

After a while, there was some movement at the door.

When he looked up, Zhuo Shu walked in with a chair, put it next to him, and said angrily, "Nor."

Ying Tongchen subconsciously moved a little to the side.

Zhuo Shu sat down beside him, picked out a red pen from the pen holder, raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at him.

Ying Tongchen thought about it, and immediately gave him some papers: "Just change the multiple-choice questions, this is the answer."

"Yeah." Zhuo Shu was heartbroken and corrected the paper according to the answer, and he didn't know whether he was sad because of the lost nightlife or because of the red cross in this whole article.

"Whose paper is this, it's too bad." He flipped through his name, "Shi Tiwei? Just the stupid big guy who carried Zhuo Zi last time?"

"Um."

"Hey, isn't this Zhuo Zi's?" Zhuo Shu smiled, "It's not bad."

"Zhuo Zi is heartless on the surface, but in fact she works hard." Ying Tongchen replied.

The two exchanged a few words while changing. Although the speed slowed down, no one noticed, and the atmosphere was good.

After a while, Zhuo Shu exclaimed: "Whose is this? It's almost all right... Ban Zhang? He still has time to study?"

Ying Tongchen replied: "Well, he is very smart, and he is very serious in class, so his efficiency is high."

"His English font is good." Zhuo Shu couldn't help but praised it again, and passed the composition part to Ying Tongchen, "Zhuo Zi's handwriting is too ugly, I have to ask him to learn it when I have time."

Ying Tongchen said: "He knows a lot of fonts and often uses different fonts to copy homework for students."

"A genius." Zhuo Shu suddenly remembered that there was another gray industry chain in the school, and laughed, "He wouldn't write love letters and self-criticisms, would he?"

Ying Tongchen stopped writing, poked his chin with the cap, and thought, "I haven't found it yet, but I should have intuition."

Zhuo Shu stared at his profile for a long time, inexplicably felt that this serious appearance was strangely good-looking, and when the other party turned his head, he turned back calmly and continued to read the paper.

With the help of one more person, the homework was quickly marked.