Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Lin Weiwei walked to the changing room with his Taoist uniform on his back. Just as he took off his shirt, he was patted on the back, and immediately turned around: "What are you doing?"

Lin Weiwei immediately put on his Taoist uniform, his eyes were wary of the strange woman in front of him, and he asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

A female coach stood behind Lin Weiwei, immediately withdrew her hand, and said embarrassingly: "I have been substituting for you, and the children say they like you. When I saw you, I wanted to see myself. I was excited for a while. "

Lin Weiwei nodded, startled by the sudden enthusiasm, scratched his head and said, "It's just that I am childish, so the principal asked me to lead this class."

The female coach looked around and saw no one around, and sighed: "It's not easy for you to take this class of children with you. They are all delicate masters. If you bump into each other, it won't work. It's not like when we were young. severe."

"The children are quite cooperative. They are relatively young and need to take their time." Lin Weiwei put on his Taoist uniform and tied up his hair. Remembering the lively children in the class, he couldn't help smiling.

"Please help me substitute for the class. It's almost time, and I have to pass right away." Lin Weiwei held the water glass, wondering if it was because of the difference in teaching between the two and their different opinions.

The female coach nodded, suddenly remembered something, leaned over, moved her hands, and said in a low voice: "There is a guy in your class named Huo Huo who loves to be brave even if he is not solid in learning. This kind of mentality is not good. You You have to pay attention and break it back for him."

Lin Weiwei was very impressed with this child, hummed lightly, and said gratefully: "Thank you, I will pay attention."

After bidding farewell to the female coach, Lin Weiwei stepped into the training room again, feeling the enthusiasm of the children, and all of them stopped after finishing the preparatory activities.

During the break, Zhang Baobao took out a few pieces of candy from his schoolbag and said with a smile, "Auntie, let's eat a piece of candy."

"It's so sweet, thank you." Lin Weiwei touched his head, took two pieces at random, and stuffed them in his mouth.

Zhang Baobao blinked, sat down next to each other, and asked curiously: "I heard from others, it seems that uncle is a hero who rescued the beauty and carried aunt out of the fire, or a princess."

"You gave me two pieces of candy, and I won't do anything to you." Lin Weiwei had fainted at that time, but he was sure that his face definitely looked like a cat at that time, and it was difficult to distinguish its face.

Zhang Baobao rubbed the candy paper, made a "rustling" sound, and asked with sparkling eyes, "Has the aunt ever considered giving her body?"

After listening, Lin Weiwei swallowed the sugar directly, coughing violently as if his throat was blocked.

Zhang Baobao looked at it in surprise, quickly handed over the water bottle, and asked worriedly: "Auntie, are you okay, don't get excited."

Lin Weiwei's face was flushed from coughing, and he poured water after taking the water bottle, tears welled up in his eyes.

She doesn't need to be excited, but Zhang Baobao shouldn't ask such questions.

Lin Weiwei patted his chest, and it took him a long time to stabilize. He asked in astonishment, "Where did you learn it from, idol dramas or fairy tale dramas?"

Holding the water bottle, Zhang Baobao puffed his cheeks and said, "Isn't it all about repaying you with your body? How can my uncle not be good enough?"

"It's not for this reason. I will definitely thank your uncle for saving me, but not in this way." Lin Weiwei pressed his neck lightly and said helplessly.

The child always had novel ideas. Lin Weiwei wiped his palms clean and was about to get up.

"Hey, Mushroom Head, why are you clinging to the coach all the time?" A slightly taller boy walked over, stared at Zhang Baobao coldly, raised his chin, and shouted angrily with a domineering look. .

When Zhang Baobao heard the nickname, he stood up displeased, pouted his small mouth, and explained: "Huohuo, that's my aunt, and you don't need to take care of the two of us getting along."

"You are not as good at practicing as I am. How dare you talk to me like this, do you want to have a competition?" Huohuo snorted, raised his fist, and glanced at Lin Weiwei who was beside him, wanting to show off his skills, he said provocatively.

Zhang Baobao was enraged, he clenched his hands tightly, and insisted on fighting: "There is nothing to dare."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lin Weiwei quickly stopped them, separated the two, and patiently persuaded: "We are all friends in the same class, we should get along well, let alone look down on others because of our solid learning."

Lin Weiwei was very surprised when he started to be competitive at this age.

Huo Huo didn't take it seriously, hugged his chest in disbelief, and retorted: "It's just that he can't beat me and dare not fight."

After finishing speaking, Huohuo turned around and walked away, so angry that Zhang Baobao clenched his little hands, and couldn't help but wanted to catch up, but was held back by Lin Weiwei, and he shouted aggrievedly: "Auntie."

Lin Weiwei patted him on the shoulder, his eyes were bright and charming, and comforted softly: "I know you are angry, and it is the most disadvantageous to fight at this time."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Baobao tugged at his sleeves and said in a low voice, "Actually, I just can't beat him. Huohuo is the highest in the class. Auntie is right."

Seeing that he was hit, Lin Weiwei held the small face with the bag, looked straight into the eyes, and said seriously: "As long as you work hard, you will eventually get results. Aunt believes in you."

Lin Weiwei pursed her cherry lips, and it seemed that she was about to wear down her anger, and she couldn't help it any longer.

Zhang Baobao hummed, nodded confidently, his eyes lit up, he jumped up happily, and said anxiously: "You finally admitted that you are my aunt, that's great."

Lin Weiwei was stunned, under Bao Bao's guidance, he was in a hurry to encourage him and then slipped his words. He held his forehead and said, "I'm confused by you."

But Zhang Baobao didn't think so, his troubles were swept away, and he finished the whole class happily.

Lin Weiwei rubbed his shoulders. He just got out of the car with his bag on his back. Today was unexpectedly fulfilling. If it wasn't for the bag and class, he wouldn't have let her go easily.

"Who is this?" Lin Weiwei was still some distance away from the dessert shop. He saw a man in black standing outside the shop, looking in through the glass, acting sneaky.

The man touched the glass with both hands, and his entire face was stuck to it. He was muttering something in his mouth, which looked abnormal no matter what.

Lin Weiwei stared straight at it, approached slowly, scrutinized the man's face carefully, and murmured, "This man is so strange, could it be the man in black who appeared on the day of the fire?"

She only heard Ji Mingyou mention it, but she didn't know the details, so she quickly hid behind a tree and took out her cell phone from her bag.

Lin Weiwei's eyes were alert, watching the man's every move, afraid that he would make another move.

Lin Weiwei poked his head out, observed secretly, dialed the phone, and said in a low voice, "Ji Mingyou, I saw a man in black outside the store, and he was over the glass wall."

Lin Weiwei squatted down, guessing the man's purpose, feeling like a detective.

"What?" Ji Mingyou was confused, frowned, and asked in surprise.

The man seemed afraid of attracting people's attention, turned his head and looked around, and then looked into the store.

"On the glass wall next to the store door, there is someone who looks like the man in black who caught fire. Go and see first." Lin Weiwei reacted quickly, hiding behind a tree trunk, and explained in a low voice.