After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

"Cough cough..." She felt her throat tighten for no reason. She coughed twice and took out the test paper she had just finished today from her schoolbag.

"Are you feeling sore in the throat? I'll make you some pear soup later." Song Yun's tone was teasing, and he squinted his eyes lazily, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"My throat is fine, but the weather is getting colder for you. You...you should wear more clothes next time." Shen Shu raised her eyes and looked at him. For some reason, she felt as if her thoughts were seen through.

Jiang Jingxiu, a professional light bulb, wisely went to the track to practice driving, making room for the two. At the same time, he couldn't help complaining to Song Yun in his heart, saying that he usually covered himself tightly, but why did he dress like a peacock today?

"The solution to this problem is more convenient to use De Moivre's theorem than to use the double angle formula and the sum-difference-product formula."

Song Yun took the test paper, carefully looked over the marked questions and explained them to her.

When he saw the last big question, his eyes fixed. There were two more lines of other people's notes here. From the pen strokes and strength, he could tell that it was a boy's.

"My deskmate wrote it." Shen Shu said naturally, paused and added: "It was your brother Ye Huaichuan."

Song Yun raised his eyebrows, his eyes slightly turning. He knew that the two of them were classmates, but he didn't expect that they sat at the same table.

After finishing the topic, Shen Shu demonstrated the key points of throttle drift to Jiang Jingxiu several times, and then prepared to go back before it got too dark.

"I send you."

Song Yun put on a black leather jacket and swiftly rode on a dark grey QJ Sai 600 motorcycle with his long legs.

This car had been parked on the side of the track, and Shen Shu was a car enthusiast, so he had noticed it a long time ago, but he didn't expect that the car was Song Yun's.

To be honest, his style suits him quite well, he is quite unruly and ruffian yet a bit low-key.

"Okay."

Shen Shu curved her beautiful eyes, and dimples appeared on her cheeks. She sat on the back seat of the motorcycle skillfully, and was obviously stunned when she took the light pink helmet he handed over.

"I prepared this for you. I've never brought anyone else with me."

Song Yun's voice was deep and pleasant, with a sense of laziness and ruffianism. His words were like a feather that scratched Shen Shu's heart.

With the roar of the motor, the motorcycle sped away, leaving behind a trail of afterimage, and drove onto the main road.

Song Yun decisively grabbed her right hand and wrapped it around his thin waist.

"Hold me tight and sit tight."

Even through the fabric, Shen Shu's slightly cool fingertips could feel the burning heat coming from his body, as well as the clearly undulating texture of his abdominal muscles.

Her snow-white ears, half hidden by her thick black hair, gradually turned red.

The setting sun of early autumn, the cool evening breeze, a man in a black leather jacket, and a girl in a blue and white school uniform with a backpack on the back seat of a motorcycle.

People who were stuck in traffic during the evening rush hour looked up frequently. This scene brought back many people's fleeting memories of youth.

Some people often say that youth is a one-way ticket, but Shen Shu is lucky enough to have this return ticket. Listening to the fierce wind whistling past her ears, she understood the meaning of this return ticket.

Please live passionately this time, and may we always be in our prime.

The roar of the motorcycle engine from far away made Xu Heqing, who was reading, stunned. He stood up and stood on the balcony. The light in Xu Heqing's peach blossom eyes dimmed. He saw Shen Shu get off the dark gray motorcycle with his own eyes.

The man driving the motorcycle, wearing a black leather jacket and a helmet whose face could not be seen clearly, slowly overlapped with the familiar figure he remembered before.

Originally, he thought that man was a person who grew up in a regular pace, lived in the sun and was a good match for Shen Shu. However, through these indirect contacts, from voice, handwriting to figure, they basically overlapped with the mysterious silver-haired man in his impression.

Are there people in this world who are so similar? Thinking of this, Xu Heqing slowly clenched his hands into fists, and veins bulged through the back of his hands.

If it was really that person, then he had equal rights to compete, because if we really compared him to that person in terms of darkness, he was much more upright.

The sound of the door opening that he had been looking forward to for a whole day rang out, and Xu Heqing lay back on the sofa listlessly, pretending to be like that.

"I came back late today because of something. I hope you are not hungry?"

Shen Shu was in a very good mood. She put her schoolbag on the stool and jokingly teased Xu Heqing, but she didn't get a response for a long time.

"Xu Heqing, are you okay?" She subconsciously stepped forward and touched his forehead, and was relieved when she found that he didn't have a fever.

His gunshot wound was treated hastily, and he was most worried about inflammation causing a fever.

Fever is not a big deal, as long as she doesn't die of fever in her room. Otherwise, even if she has ten mouths, she won't be able to explain to the Dawn Society.

Xu Heqing felt a warm feeling in his heart, and he knew that she cared about him.

Hearing the voice, he opened his delicate peach blossom eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice with a slight tremor: "My legs hurt."

"Did you forget to change the gauze and medicine? Since you still have the energy to talk, get up and change them yourself."

Shen Shu felt that he was considerate enough to take the medicine box, then turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.

To her surprise, there was a dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and freshly steamed rice in the pot.

"I told you I have a talent for cooking. I learned how to make this dish after just a few times of watching it."

Xu Heqing was very pleased with Shen Shu's momentary shock and couldn't wait to hear her praise, just like she had praised that man before.

Shen Shu turned his head silently and looked at the kitchen trash can. Sure enough, he saw a bucket full of egg shells. "Don't tell me that you have eaten up the box of eggs I just bought."

Xu Heqing was stunned for a moment, and answered honestly: "No, I only used half a box. What's the matter?"

Shen Shu took a deep breath and held his forehead with his hand helplessly because of the headache.

"It's okay, just be happy."

She brought the meal to the table and tasted it and it was indeed quite good.

"Then are you unhappy?" Xu Heqing pursed his lips and asked after thinking for a moment.

Shen Shu didn't know how to answer. After living under the same roof for some time and getting to know him well, if she said she was happy, then this dish would be served to her every night thereafter.

She was tired of eating it and wanted to learn two new dishes to improve her taste. Well, just eat it, this way she can save time cooking every day and spend more time writing more Olympiad questions.

"happy."

After getting a positive answer, Xu Heqing couldn't help but smile.