"Yes. As soon as you walked by him, he suddenly stood up. Teacher Cai asked him what was wrong, and he said directly, 'Mr. Cai, it is unreasonable for you to accuse Jiang Nuan of affecting Li Shuyue's study.'"

Jiang Nuan was stunned, she really couldn't imagine Lu Ran standing up to challenge Teacher Cai.

"Mr. Cai asked 'what's not logical?'. Lu Ran replied, 'Jiang Nuan scored 115 points in the English test this time, and Li Shuyue scored 105 points, a difference of 10 points. How did Jiang Nuan disturb Li Shuyue in class while making a big difference How about improving your English grades?'. The classmates all looked at Teacher Cai, and even one or two applauded without thinking. Teacher Cai was blocked and couldn't say anything, and called you back to your seat with a cold face. You ask me why you chose the science class. I don't think it's because of Lu Ran, but because Teacher Cai is the head teacher of the liberal arts class. You think she has prejudice against you, and that incident really hurt you. Love face, where can I go to the liberal arts class to accept the leadership of Teacher Cai."

Jiang Nuan tilted her head, as if a vague shadow flashed in her mind, and a tall and unshakable figure stood in front of her, questioning and resisting the injuries imposed on her.

"You don't even remember this, do you?"

"...It seems to be a bit of an impression. Then...I'm in love with him?"

"Who knows. When you fell in love with him, only you know."

After chatting with Rao Can, Jiang Nuan was sitting on the head of the bed. She didn't dare to close her eyes, because as soon as she closed her eyes, she would imagine Lu Ran's back standing up.

In mind, no matter how wipe it, can't wipe it off.

But Jiang Nuan was a big-hearted person. After a while, he pulled the quilt up, and Lu Ran, Teacher Cai and Li Shuyue were all thrown out of Jiuxiaoyun.

The next day, Jiang Nuan was still in a hurry, and her mother opened the door and pulled her up.

"Xiao Nuan, wake up."

"Um... What are you doing when you wake up... I'm on vacation..." Jiang Nuan raised his leg and clamped the quilt, just as he was about to go back to sleep, the quilt was pulled away mercilessly.

"Lu Ran is here. Didn't your dad say yesterday that Lu Ran would help you pick up things from last semester?"

"What! Lu Ran is here?" Jiang Nuan sat up suddenly, glanced at the alarm clock by the bed, it was only eight in the morning!

It's so early, is it tutoring or reincarnation!

"Yes. Hurry up, brush your teeth and wash your face, I'll go make breakfast for the two of you. Study hard after breakfast! You really want to repeat your grades!"

Jiang Nuan turned his face sideways and looked towards the living room from the crack of the open door, just in time to see Lu Ran's profile face, fortunately... He didn't continue to wrap around the unfinished scarf... Otherwise, he would be embarrassed to death. .

Jiang Nuan brushed his teeth and washed his face as quickly as possible, and came out neatly dressed.

Mom happened to bring red bean porridge and hot steamed buns.

"Come and have something to eat."

Lu Ran stood up with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you Auntie."

Jiang Nuan was stunned for a while, and suddenly thought of Lu Ran's faint fox smile, and his serious appearance towards his elders. Those who didn't know he thought he was mentally schizophrenic.

Simply scheming boy! The elders believe him! And everyone said that she was chasing after his ass for a semester!

Don't be embarrassed, don't be embarrassed, everything is outside the body, you can become a Buddha if you have no face and no skin, and suppress Lu Ran, a little fox who has nothing to wag its tail secretly, at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain!

The more embarrassed you are, the more Lu Ran will laugh at you with that "rumour of the rivers and lakes".

"Hey, Lu Ran, why did you get up so early? Have a good winter vacation and don't sleep in!" Jiang Nuan reached out and took a bun.

"You'll get burned."

Lu Ran Gujing's unwavering voice was in stark contrast to Jiang Nuan's screams as his tongue burned.

Jiang Nuan's tears fell, and she saw Lu Ran holding a glass in front of her slender fingers.

"Zhu Bajie was so anxious that the ceiling was scalded by hot tofu."

here we go again! here we go again! He laughed like that, others might not see him smiling, but she could see it.

When the mother came out with a stack of side dishes, the small smile on Lu Ran's mouth was as if the boat was submerged in the vast ocean, and he couldn't see anything.

Jiang Nuan's tongue hurt, so he quickly took a big mouthful of cold water. Lu Ran calmly poked the bun into his bowl with his chopsticks, took a bite of the side dish, and waited for the heat in the bun to escape from the small hole poked by the chopsticks. .

Jiang Nuan's mother is now babbling: "Jiang Nuan, there are several high school students practicing swordsmanship with your father. After finishing their winter vacation homework, they can still adhere to basic training every day, and there are confrontation exercises from 3:00 to 5:00 in the afternoon. But I don't know, you're not good at studying, you've been shouting all day that you want to practice fencing with your father, but I haven't seen you practice."

Jiang Nuan nodded, trying to plug his ears.

Lu Ran drank a bowl of porridge, ate two buns, sat in the same place, turned his face to look at Jiang Nuan.

His silence and his gaze made Jiang Nuan almost unable to sit still, but she still ate the buns slowly, deliberately dragging the limited time to infinity.

After about five minutes, Lu Ran stood up and hooked Jiang Nuan's back collar with his fingers.

"Go. Study."

"I haven't finished eating yet!"

"Eating too much can leave your brain with insufficient blood flow."

Lu Ran's fingertips were warm. When she was holding Jiang Nuan's back collar, her fingers pressed against the back of her neck. Jiang Nuan's shoulders immediately shrugged, which made Lu Ran's fingers stick even tighter.

"You... don't drag me! My neck is about to break!"

Jiang Nuan sat at the table and watched Lu Ran spread out the math textbook for the second year of high school in front of her. She scratched her head and said, "Oh! Your IQ is not on the same level, you want me to master the knowledge of the second year of high school for more than two weeks, it is simply anti-human!"

"Hurry up. Start with the proposition."

"Just let me repeat. The big deal is that I'll go to the liberal arts class."

Jiang Nuan leaned back and sighed. He didn't hear a word from Lu Ran for a long time, so he turned to look at him.

Lu Ran's expression was stern. He was holding the water pen with his fingers. Because of the force, his originally beautiful knuckles were turning white.

"...I said to repeat the grade or go to the liberal arts class, so you don't need to be so angry." Jiang Nuan quickly sat up and put on a serious look.

"I finally sent you into the top three exam rooms of the grade, and you come back and tell me that you chose to repeat the grade or the liberal arts class?" Lu Ran's voice has a refreshing function, and a rhetorical question made Jiang Nuan have to concentrate.

"But there's only half a month left... It's too late."

"Between you and others, the smallest difference is IQ, and the biggest difference is persistence."

Lu Ran held the pen and started explaining the proposition on the scratch paper.

Jiang Nuan smiled indifferently: "Oh, mother, Lu Ran, don't give me chicken soup. What I know is, the harder you work, the more you understand how important the gap in IQ is. You have never spread out the papers like that. , sitting at a desk all night, the pain of not being able to answer the big questions. This is the gap between me and you. But I understand you. If you teach me math and chemistry to use a game as an analogy, you are now cutting it. If the number comes over again, I will definitely be angry. But if you think about it, for example, it took you four months to clear the game, and if you try again, you can’t finish it in two weeks.”

"Why is it impossible? At least this time there will be no detours."

Lu Ran tapped the tip of the pen on the scratch paper.

Jiang Nuan took a breath and leaned over.

She didn't intend to listen carefully, but Lu Ran's voice was cold, and unknowingly, it was as if he had caught his thoughts and led him all the way forward. Maybe students who have learned well have their own memories and ways of thinking. Like a river, Jiang Nuan flows down this river, and those knowledge points that she thinks impossible to master are just strung together.

In just one morning, Lu Ran finished talking about conic sections and equations, and led Jiang Nuan to do a lot of questions.

When Jiang Nuan reacted, it was almost lunch.

She glanced at Lu Ran, the other party lowered his eyes slightly, and the cold temperament without fireworks in the world actually had a soft meaning.

"Lu Ran, are you staying here for lunch?"

"No auntie, I'll take the food to eat with Uncle Jiang."

Now Lu Ran's fencing coach is Jiang Nuan's father Jiang Huai.

"Oh, that's even better! Thank you!"

Before leaving, Lu Ran put a paper directly on Jiang Nuan's head.

"Do this test in the afternoon. I'll come back from training in the evening to check, and I'll teach you about physics by the way."

Jiang Nuan took the paper off the top of his head and looked at Lu Ran with deep puzzlement in his heart.

"You, who don't like to be concerned about other people's affairs, why do you teach me so seriously?"

Lu Ran carried the insulation bucket and sat on the chair by the door to tie his shoelaces.

"Because your dad is sad every day for you. He's my coach, the best and most experienced coach I know, and I need him to get back to normal as soon as possible."

Lu Ran raised his head, his eyebrows raised slowly, and the end of his eyebrows was like a small brush, brushing over Jiang Nuan's heart.

And when his lip line is not so tight, it really looks good.

"Or, you remember, the other reasons I taught you?"

"Cut! You must be doing it for yourself. Could it be that you really want to take me to Peking University and Tsinghua University!"

At that moment, all those shallow smiles disappeared, and he stood up and left.

Jiang Nuan raised his eyebrows, he must be doing it for himself anyway.

Back at the dinner table, after working hard all morning, Jiang Nuan was really hungry and ate a whole braised sea bass and a big bowl of rice.

While serving her vegetables, her mother said, "Lu Ran is here to teach you today. It reminds me of how he taught you before, but I have more patience."

"Ah? How did he teach me before?"

"I'm just asking if you understand, and you say 'how do you get from this step to the next'? Lu Ran will tell you, but you still don't understand after talking. Although he didn't lose his temper, he looked at the way he was rubbing the scratch paper. I guess this kid is running out of patience with you. For one question, you used a lot of scratch paper, and your wastebasket is full! But today I don't seem to hear you say you don't understand."

Jiang Nuan's chopsticks froze there, she remembered what Lu Ran said before teaching her, "At least this time, there will be no detours."

Could it be that he "tortured" Lu Ran for too long before, and the master Lu's Jiuyang divine art practice has entered the realm of transformation. How did he teach Jiang Nuan to reach the highest level of integration?

He had been concentrating for too long in the morning, Jiang Nuan went to take a nap as soon as he finished eating, and slept all the way until 3:30.

"Xiao Nuan, Xiao Nuan!"

"Well, what's the matter, Mom..."

"Lu Ran called me just now to remind you, don't forget to do the math papers. If you have more time, just study physics."

Jiang Nuan lifted the quilt and said with a sad face, "It's winter vacation, okay! Why don't you let me sleep until it's dark!"

"Oh, it's okay! It's okay!" Mom came over and pulled Jiang Nuan's quilt. "We all have a hundred years. After a hundred years, you can sleep as long as you want!"

Jiang Henan hummed and got up, sat in front of the desk and pouted, and when he looked up, he saw Lu Ran's handwriting on the scratch paper all over the table.

Some people speak like people, but Lu Ran's handwriting has no sense of arrogance at all. It is clean and smooth, but it is harder than Jiang Nuan imagined.

Rao Can seems to have told her that serious and affectionate people write hard.