Lu Zhi was quite calm, he walked slowly to the third floor for a walk, and returned to the classroom before the class bell rang.

The seventh class is still the same seventh class.

Without Ning Zhen, Lu Zhi sat back in the penultimate row.

The same table is still standard Lin Zichuan.

In the back row are Chen Dongshu and Xiao Feng.

As soon as Chen Dongshu came back, he burst out laughing, "Brother Zhi walks in that circle, the eyes of the girls above are all glowing, like a wolf seeing flesh. How unfair, we don't have a sports car, why no one screams for Lao Tzu What about cheers?"

Xiao Feng: "If you have the money, you can try plastic surgery."

The two rioted again.

Bang Bang bumped into Lu Zhi's chair, he frowned and turned back: "Be quiet."

Only then did Chen Dongshu see that there was a math book on Lu Zhi's desk.

He stood up and leaned over to look: "Fuck, function, do you understand, Brother Zhi?"

Lu Zhi's eyes sank, and he looked at him silently.

Chen Dongshu understood, he couldn't hold back his smile, but his shoulders were twitching: "You understand, you understand..."

Of course Lu Zhi couldn't understand it.

Xueba is not so easy to be, he has no foundation at all, he understands shit, it's strange that he understands.

Those disgusting numbers and symbols made him look bad all the time.

Lin Zichuan saw it clearly from the side, and felt a little helpless in his heart. It was because of Ji Fei that everyone hadn't seen each other in the summer vacation. He originally thought that Ji Fei's thoughts towards Lu Zhi were light, but he didn't expect it to be deeper.

In this semester, Lu Zhi was no longer the "poor student with no money" before, and his car clearly showed the dignitaries of the Lu family.

But Lin Zichuan believes that Ji Fei is not such a superficial person, and it is precisely because of this that she does not love money, which makes it even more difficult.

He and Lu Zhi had known each other since childhood. The only young master of the Lu family had a cold expression on his face at a young age.

At that time, a group of dignitaries in City B were playing together, and Lu Zhicai knew them. He stood beside him with a blank face and watched. One of the boys said, "He doesn't have a mother."

"Where's his | mother?"

"What if he died of illness. Anyway, my father said that he was a bad boy with no mother's guidance."

Xiaolin Zichuan frowned: "Don't say such things."

"It's a fact, why don't people tell it?"

Xiaolin Zichuan raised his head blankly, and found that the little boy who had been cold not far away suddenly laughed.

Pale skin, dark eyes, looking in their direction.

He came over.

He grabbed the hair of the little boy who said he had no mother to teach him: "What did you say?"

He was ruthless, obviously only a seven- or eight-year-old child, and almost pulled everyone's hair out.

The little boy screamed, and he was pulled to tears.

Young Master Lu pursed his lips, as calm as teasing an ant.

For the boys, Lu Zhi was an outsider.

The three little boys rushed up to rescue their companions. Xiaolin Zichuan looked at those dark eyes and didn't dare to move for some reason.

Young Master Lu ignored the punches and kicks they greeted him, with a smile, he tossed the "culprit" in his hands.

In the terrified eyes of everyone, the child was directly dizzy with pain.

Everyone was terrified, Young Master Lu crouched down, wearing shoe prints, and slowly wiped his hands on the fainted person.

"..."

Xiaolin Zichuan suddenly felt that the child was right.

Young Master Lu is indeed a bad boy.

horrible……

What is rare is that Lu Zhi has always maintained this strange style of painting until he has grown into an adult.

Lin Zichuan knew him well, but he also knew that Lu Zhi's heart was cold and cruel.

If Ji Fei refuses to give up, there will be no good results.

On an autumn night, there were no cicadas outside, but occasionally there were a few unidentified insects chirping softly.

When Lin Zichuan saw Lu Zhi, he was doing math problems very seriously.

The side face is cold and strangely focused.

The teacher of the evening self-study didn't give lectures, and sat on it to observe discipline. He couldn't help but look at the serious student Lu Zhi several times.

The young man squeezed the pen in his hand tightly, unable to bear it any longer and finally broke his power: "Fuck." What the hell!

"..."

Chen Dongshu patted Lu Zhi on the shoulder: "Brother Zhi, you are already very old. When I recorded it for you, you struggled for 23 minutes! 666!"

Lu Zhi patted his hand: "Go away."

"Forget it, Brother Zhi, if you don't understand, it's so annoying, let's open the black." Xiao Feng also advised.

Lu Zhi didn't say a word, frowned, stuffed the math book into the desk, and took out the English book.

He|Damn he can't believe memorizing words anymore!

It turns out that he overestimated himself, he knew 26 letters, but he didn't know phonetic symbols. The tadpole-like symbol, he could only read it a few times.

In the third year of high school, there are three evening self-study sessions for resident students and two sessions for day students.

After two classes, Lin Zichuan greeted Lu Zhi to go home.

Lu Zhi stood up and took the English book on the desk in his hand.

Chen Dongshu was amazed: "It's awesome, this perseverance."

Lu Zhi walked to the stairs and stood still: "You go."

"Brother Zhi, are you leaving?"

Then a group of good people heard that Lu Zhi said in a very calm voice, "I want to ask academic questions."

"Pfft, hahahaha!" All burst into laughter, and Lin Zichuan couldn't help laughing too.

Xiao Feng said, "Brother Zhi, are you serious?"

Lu Zhi glanced at them with cold and faint eyes, and suddenly curved his lips: "Do you still think I'm joking?"

Don't laugh like that, we are still friends...

Okay, know you're serious.

Chen Dongshu understood, Lu Zhi blocked here, mostly waiting for Ning Zhen.

Miss Xueba ah tsk tsk, sympathize with the soft and delicious Miss Xueba.

Ning Zhen put away her schoolbag and went downstairs with Tong Jia. Tong Jia chatted with her: "Your brother is also in third grade?"

She was talking about Tang Zhuo, Ning Zhen nodded.

"Your younger brother, it's not easy to get along with you. Does he bully you secretly? He bullies you and I beat him."

Ning Zhen's eyes curled: "Mmmm, bullied, go beat it up."

The expression on Tong Jia's face was stiff: "Huh? It's really bullying. If I, I, I beat him... Will Teacher Xu let me invite my parents?"

Ning Zhen finally laughed out loud, the girl's charming appearance, and the brilliance in her eyes.

"Okay, Ning Zhenzhen, you're even a liar, I beat you to believe it or not?"

The two girls were fighting, and on the bottom floor, they both stopped.

The tall boy leaned against the wall, and bent his eyes at Ning Zhen.

"Student, may I ask a question?"

Although Tong Jia was fascinated by him, she only dared to scold him. Lu Zhi's aura was too strong, and when he got close to the gloomy and cold, Yu Shanshan didn't dare to make trouble, let alone her.

Tong Jia took Ning Zhen's arm, thinking that it's terrible, Nima... Lu Zhi wants to ask a question?

She heard Ning Zhen's soft voice: "Lu Zhi, it's too late, I'm going home."

Lu Zhi hooked his lips and said slowly, "Your clothes are very fragrant."

Tong Jia thought to herself, the clothes are fragrant? what the hell? She couldn't understand what they were saying, she blinked and looked at Ning Zhen.

Ning Zhen was stunned for a moment, then reacted, her face flushed, and she wanted to cover his mouth with shame.

She almost forgot that everything about her game was still with Lu Zhi.

He, he, he even touched her clothes!

Ning Zhen blushed, and the teenager tilted her head stubbornly: "Classmate, do you teach?"

Tong Jia: "It's too late, we..."

Ning Zhen: "Teach!"

"..."

Ning Zhen tried her best to keep her facial expression calm and looked at Tong Jia: "Jiajia, go back first and be safe."

Tong Jia: "Oh... oh oh."

She is not Xia Xiaoshi, so she doesn't know the relationship between Lu Zhi and Ning Zhen. had previously suspected that Lu Zhi liked Ning Zhen, but he had a big heart, so he put the joke behind him in a blink of an eye.

But now suddenly think about it, and a terrible idea pops up.

Lu Zhi, he...wouldn't really like Zhen Zhen.

Tong Jia's eyes widened, her heart swayed: "Zhen Zhen, remember to call me when you get home."

Lu Zhi was used to it, if she wanted to do something to Zhen Zhen, she would call the police immediately before she got a call.

Ning Zhen: "...Mmmm."

Lu Zhi snorted lightly and saw through their little Jiujiu.

The door lock is broken in Room 102 on the first floor of the opposite teaching building.

Lu Zhi kicked the door and turned on the light.

The lamps turned on one by one, her face was pale, and she squinted slightly.

Lu Zhi was amused, she looked calm...

"Lu Zhi, give me back my things." She really felt that she couldn't think about what Lu Zhi did to her clothes...

Among the costumes for the performance, there is a black strapless bra.

Shame to think about!

He couldn't help laughing: "Am I so easy to talk? You can put it if you want, or take it away if you want?"

"However, it was you who said to let you stay there for the time being."

He was completely shameless: "It's me, I regret it, and I don't want to pay it back. Anyway, you owe me a set of clothes, right, so you can pay for that."

She was completely shocked, is this still possible?

When he was framed for cheating before, Lu Zhi bought her a dress, but he didn't want her to pay back the money.

Ning Zhen gritted her teeth: "Can I pay back the money?"

He smiled: "No, naive, little classmate." He thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows, choosing his words, "Didn't you see, am I rich?"

What a mess!

She didn't want to talk nonsense with him, anyway, she said she couldn't win these nonsense. Just stop talking.

After Lu Zhi teased her, he remembered the business.

He spread out his English book: "Do me a favor, sweetie, I don't know anything about it."

He was overly calm, but his expression was serious.

Ning Zhen would not refuse this kind of reasonable help.

Although things were progressing step by step in the previous life, she frowned, remembering that Lu Zhi finally passed the college entrance examination very well.Unexpectedly good.

He wanted to learn, after all, was a good thing.

Ning Zhen sat down in the front row. He didn't have a straight face. He sat on the table behind her and looked at her with a smile. He was a lot taller than her.

"Why can't you? Can 26 letters?"

He was dissatisfied: "How can such a mentally retarded thing not be able to, hey, Ning Zhen, you look down on me so much?"

Obviously he doesn't know what to say.

She wanted to go home quickly, so she didn't care about him.

"Do you know phonetic symbols?"

The teenager's expression froze, and he spit out two words: "No."

She said, "Oh, then I'll teach you phonetic symbols first." She was naturally gentle and kind, so she was very suitable for being a teacher, and turned to the phonetic symbols on the last page.

Teach him naturally and fluently: "You read to me, a—"

Lu Zhi: "..."