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Chapter 24 XXIV

Yang Sheng called Boss Lu and asked if he was free on Saturday.

"It's rare, you finally asked me to hold a parent-teacher meeting again. This is the first time since you entered high school." Boss Lu said slowly, and Yang Sheng heard the sound of a lighter.

"Isn't my mother busy recently?" Yang Sheng looked at the ticking clock on the white wall, and wanted to say something, "Well, this time may take up your whole day."

Boss Lu exhaled leisurely, "Your homeroom teacher is so long-winded?"

"No, I want to ask you to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me and my brother." Yang Sheng gestured "OK" to Xia Zang, "He is in the morning, and I am in the afternoon."

"..." Boss Lu was silent for a while, then laughed and cursed, "My boy, you caught me with a sheep!"

"I can't help it. Boss, please do me a favor and help you." Yang Sheng held his phone and watch steady, nodded his head, and said, "To repay your kindness, how about I work for you for free for half a month?"

"If I really let you work for half a month, you can't curse me behind your back?" Boss Lu teased, and soon let go, "Buy me a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, you should still take it for a dozen yuan. Come out."

When Yang Sheng heard it, he happily followed suit: "Don't say a pack, I'll buy you all of them!"

"Okay, I really have nothing to do during the day on Saturday. You can call and tell me where the meeting is." Boss Lu said slowly.

"Then I'll tell you my brother's cell phone number." Yang Sheng said.

Boss Lu responded, thinking of something, he suddenly asked, "What's your homeroom teacher's name? I remember you mentioned it to me before."

"It's also a coincidence that the surname is Lu." Yang Sheng smiled, "It seems to be the same age as you, and the name is 'Lu Shangyuan'."

There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone, Yang Sheng hung up suspiciously, and then Boss Lu called again.

"What's the matter?" Yang Sheng asked.

"Hand shaking, I didn't hold the phone steady." Boss Lu said lightly, "Which 'Shang Yuan' is it?"

"Noble Shang, Yuan Xiao Yuan." Yang Sheng thought for a while and said, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know." Boss Lu rarely spoke quickly, "Give me Xiaoxia's phone number."

Although he was puzzled, Yang Sheng didn't want to ask too many questions, after all, he had to be polite when asking someone to do something.

After hanging up the phone and meeting Xia Zang's eyes, Yang Sheng laughed.

"I just said that Boss Lu won't leave him alone."

I was so excited that I wanted to circle around in front of my brother, but I was held down by him.

"It's time to take a nap." Xia Zang pinched the soft flesh of Yang Sheng's cheek, and it seemed that it felt good, so he poked it again.

"Oh, good." Yang Sheng let him pinch in a daze, the warmth still remained after the fingertips left.

Xia Zang turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, Yang Sheng took the opportunity to raise his hand to caress the warmth.

If you want to die, you really look like an idiot.

Lao Lu, a handsome middle-aged man with a windy walk, is also the head teacher of Class [-] and a geography teacher.

If he doesn't speak, his aura can be as strong as 1.7 meters, even though he is only [-] meters [-];

"Okay, I'll delay everyone for another 2 minutes." The melodious bell rang for the end of get out of class, and it was also the time when Lao Lu's mantra reappeared.

If his class is not scheduled for the period before school, it will only occupy a 10-minute class break at most.

At this time, 2 minutes is approximately equal to a class break.

And if you are desperately in the quarter before school, then 2 minutes is about 10 minutes to go up.

Anyway, 2 minutes cannot be equal to 120 seconds.

The reason for this "2-minute" tragedy is probably that Lao Lu's lecture topics never go according to plan.

Yang Sheng remembered very clearly that there was a time when Mount Emei was mentioned in a multiple-choice question, which immediately brought back the travel memories of Lao Lu who traveled all over the world.

At that time, he threw away the test paper, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and began to happily talk about his wonderful experience of climbing Mount Emei during college.

I hiked up the mountain early, wore a rented military coat, ate dead noodles and steamed buns to satisfy my hunger, and waited for the sunrise on the top of the mountain. As a result, I was very lucky and saw the Buddha's light only three or four times a year on Mount Emei.

"The Buddha's light is also really amazing. If you raise your hand, there will be a shadow of your hand in the light curtain in the sky. We were like two fools at the time. We played there for a long time, and felt that even eating dead noodles was worth it. "

"The main reason is that I am young, my body is heavy, and I didn't spend a lot of money to go there; I didn't even stay in a hotel when I went down the mountain, so I took the bus back to school. We were studying in Sichuan and Shu, and it was not too far from Mount Emei. Thinking that if I don’t go to college once in four years, I may not have this opportunity in the future.”

Speaking of which, old Lu Yin's pair of eagle eyes behind the spectacles became blunted a lot, and the gray board inch of the energetic grandma also looked depressed.

It seemed that he had fallen into a mood of nostalgia. After a flash, Yang Sheng couldn't think about it, because Lao Lu picked up the test paper on the podium again, and started his old-fashioned tactical encouragement: "So you can't spell it!" In one year, I can take the exam to a wider place and know more people.”

"Then you will have more exciting possibilities in your life."

If you drink too much chicken soup, you will feel bored. No matter how lively and pleasant Lao Lu's speech is, it can't be said that "study hard and make progress every day".

Yang Sheng thought he would go in his left ear and out his right ear again, but that time he heard it in a rare way, maybe because the Buddha's light on Mount Emei is very rare.

Maybe it was because Lao Lu didn't have such an excited tone for some reason.

Who doesn't want to go far away?It is because he wants to go far away that Yang Sheng likes geography so much.

If there is Xia Zang in that distant place, Yang Sheng can feel the blood in his veins burning just thinking about it.

Fortunately, this semester, the school finally became an individual, and did not arrange for Lao Lu to have any class adjacent to the end of school; Lao Lu felt very sorry for this.

However, the last period of evening self-study has never been taken care of, so since the beginning of school, Lao Lu has taken up several periods.

"Hey, today I'm going to talk to you again about filling out volunteers for the college entrance examination."

He came, he came, and he came to everyone speaking fluent Sichuan and Chongqing dialects.

Yang Sheng pinched his earlobe, ready to go in his left ear and out his right ear.

Haoyue borrowed a mathematics notebook from him, preparing to fight mathematics to the death again.

After the exam, Lao Lu freed up a class and asked everyone to choose seats according to their rankings.

Naturally, Yang Sheng chose to go back to his old position, and casually threw his schoolbag to Haoyue's position, then raised his eyes to look at the second No. 3, and mouthed regretfully, "Sorry, there's someone here." .

The visitor was naturally not so ignorant, so he had no choice but to turn around and look for another location.

It was No.5's turn, Haoyue came in, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Teacher Yang."

Anyway, since Lao Lu had forcibly bound the two when he was a sophomore in high school, Yang Sheng and Qiu Guanghaoyue have always been at the same table, even if they are now free to choose seats based on their grades.

It made Jiang Yanxu helpless to complain, saying that the two of you seemed to have a relationship because of an arranged marriage.

Afterwards, Xiao Jiang had a taste of mixed doubles.

"Wooooooo." Xiao Jiang felt extremely wronged.

However, because Jiang Yanxu's ranking after the month's exam was in the middle of the class, he was able to choose a position in the front row, which was a step away from the sea of ​​suffering.

Yang Sheng was actually worried that those boys would trouble Jiang Yanxu again, but now it seems that he only stopped at showing Jiang Yanxu nude/male pictures.

"Because I'm not a threat, I'm just someone they can make fun of." Regarding this, Xiao Jiang's thoughts are like this, "The main thing they don't like is you."

"I've taken the initiative to back away, and I still can't get used to it?" Yang Sheng was puzzled.

Haoyue said quietly from the side: "You have retreated, but your grades are not good. If a person fights like he has been in society, and his grades are like eating the teacher's tricks, then do you think this person will attract hatred?"

Jiang Yanxu nodded again and again: "That must attract hatred."

Yang Sheng: "I suspect that the two of you cooperate to connotate me."

But because of Jiang Yanxu's unintentional "La Lang" words, it really reminded Yang Sheng that there was another rumor in the class.

That is, the relationship between him and Haoyue was not pure; it was just overshadowed by the light of the fighting incident.

It's fun to beat old rumors with new ones.

Yang Sheng found Haoyue's composition for the monthly exam, and wrote these two strokes in a casual manner; fortunately, the Chinese teacher is not in the habit of reading the excellent composition of this class, Yang Sheng said: "You have escaped a catastrophe."

"So I would like to find a recess and read it aloud on the podium." Haoyue said indifferently, "No one reads the article I wrote. This is the saddest thing."

"Sister, calm down." Yang Sheng said sincerely, "If you make a mistake, you will be hated forever."

I am your living example.

"If the rumors don't dance in front of my eyes, I will naturally not be impulsive." Haoyue glanced at the pile of girls on the other side of the aisle, "Of course I also know what will happen after being impulsive, so don't worry, Teacher Yang."

"Sister Yue, do you know why I call you sister?" Yang Sheng raised his hand weakly.

"Well, because you think I'm older than you." Haoyue said seriously.

"Surely not, am I such a person who has no desire to survive?" Yang Sheng said with a desire to survive, "I just think you are particularly frightening."

Haoyue grabbed the thick English-Chinese dictionary, smiled and revealed one dimple, and said, "Just wait."

Huh, as expected, it's procrastinating again. Lao Lu's "2 minutes" passive skill is a curse that the students in Class [-] will never break.

The sages have said that if you can't break it, you have to get used to it.

This sage's surname is Yang Mingsheng, um, that's right, it just happens to have the same name and surname as Yang Sheng.

Haoyue loosened her clenched fist slightly, and after a while she managed to maintain her demeanor and said: "I will be able to write a biography for you, so that your name will last forever."

"My little brother is very grateful to be loved by Sister Yue." Yang Sheng nodded modestly, and said to unzip his schoolbag, "See you later, Sister Yue."

This time he and Haoyue switched seats, he sat by the aisle and Haoyue sat by the window.

So as soon as the long legs took a step, he went out with a thud, making Jiang Yanxu, who was a step late, unable to catch his back.

Xiao Jiang complained: "Since the beginning of this semester, I haven't managed to catch him. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Sister Yue sighed, "The child has grown up and has someone in his heart."

Xiao Jiang: "???!"

At this time, Yang Sheng had already rushed downstairs, and bumped into his sweetheart in the empty corridor filled with incandescent light.

"Brother, I kept you waiting." Yang Sheng put his arm around Xia Zang's shoulder and shook it lightly, "Old Lu has been waiting for a while."

"It's okay, my teacher also delayed for a while." Xia Zang patted the back of his head and comforted him.

But when Yang Sheng saw the dark classroom with the door closed and the empty corridor, he knew that his brother was coaxing him.

"Brother, lying is not a good boy." Yang Sheng said.

Xia Zang just smiled and said nothing.

It's the wind gently, the leaves of the sycamore outside the corridor are rustling, and the night is hazy and gentle.

"Come on, go home."

The author has something to say:

Lao Lu's story line is about to unfold, woohoo~

Also, the trio is really cute~