She Came To My Concert

Maybe Zhu Wenshu left her roommate before rushing in.

For those who have classes, I'll get up right away.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Shi Xueer suddenly remembered something, turned her head to look at Zhu Wenshu, Mr. Zhu?

Zhu Wenshu was washing his face with his head down, and he answered vaguely.

Shi Xueer: Didn't you say that your roommate helped buy Ling Chen's concert tickets?

Zhu Wenshu: ...

The water was still flowing, but Zhu Wenshu's hand stopped.

Shi Xueer: How could she, a black fan, help buy Ling Chen's tickets?!

Zhu Wenshu: ...

She took out a soft cotton towel and wiped her face carelessly but procrastinatedly. After a while, she didn't think of how to prevaricate.

If it had been a day earlier, she might have recognized that she had directly approached Ling Chen to get the tickets.

But now, she doesn't want to mention her meeting with Ling Chen very much.

Actually... Zhu Wen Shu hesitated, Um...you know that Ling Chen's nephew is in my class.

Shi Xueer rolled her eyes several times before she understood Zhu Wenshu's meaning.

I understand! She ran over in two or three steps and whispered, We are all teachers, I understand, you don't want others to say that you use your position to find students' parents to buy things, right?

Zhu Wenshu: ...um.

Don't worry, I will never say anything.

Shi Xueer really put up two fingers, Hey, I just suddenly feel that one meal is not enough to repay you, why don't I treat you to Japanese food this Saturday?

Zhu Wenshu lowered his eyes, and his eyes flickered.

No, let's talk about it after the holiday. I've been too busy recently.

Oh... Shi Xueer also stood aside and took out a toothbrush, Hey, the tickets are for joint seats, right? Can we sit together then?

I don't know.

Zhu Wenshu bowed his head and spat out the mouthwash, I don't necessarily have to go either.

Shi Xueer: Huh?

Zhu Wenshu said: After the New Year's Day holiday, I will almost prepare for the final exam. I may not have time.

The noise of the electric toothbrush was quite loud, and Shi Xueer said a few words indistinctly, but Zhu Wenshu didn't hear clearly, so he said um twice casually.

When the two were about to leave, Shi Xueer deliberately leaned against the door and listened to the movement outside, making sure that no one would open the door and go out in the living room.

The weather was very cold, so they didn't stay long and said goodbye at the intersection.

Today's bus seldom had an empty seat, Zhu Wenshu sat in the back row staring out the window for a while, then took out his phone and looked through it.

The top work group has a few messages, but none of them are important.

It has been silent for a long time, and the high school class group that is only a little more active during the holidays has dozens of new messages.

She clicked in and glanced. As expected, the topics discussed by the students focused on the live broadcast event last night.

Looking at the words Lingchen and first love, Zhu Wenshu sighed and backed out.

Zhong Ya's news just popped up at this moment.

[Zhong Ya]: Have you checked the trending searches? Ling Chen was on the hot search again.

Zhu Wenshu immediately opened Weibo, and sure enough, he saw the entry Student Xiaocan listed on the hot search list.

But she didn't click in to see it.

[Zhu Wenshu]: Do you mean classmate Xiaocan? I saw it, what's wrong?

[Zhong Ya]: Nothing...just chatting.

[Zhong Ya]: What do you think?

Zhu Wenshu: ...

This steel straight girl is really a pot that can't be opened or lifted.

[Zhu Wenshu]: I didn't think much about it.

[Zhong Ya]: Huh? Don't you even care?

[Zhu Wenshu]: I have nothing to care about.

[Zhu Wenshu]: I am not boyfriend and girlfriend with him, so what right do I have to care about.

[Zhu Wenshu]: And even if it is, this kind of thing is normal.

[Zhong Ya]: That's right.

[Zhong Ya]: I didn't expect Ling Chen to be such a long-term lover, but it's hard to say, it's a song from many years ago, maybe he has changed several girlfriends in private, and he must have forgotten it long ago La.

Zhu Wenshu: ...

I really want Zhong Ya to go back to school to learn how to comfort others.

[Zhu Wenshu]: Stop talking, I'm going to school.

Exiting the dialog with Zhong Ya, Zhu Wenshu swiped down to see if any parents were looking for her.

But I saw Ling Chen who was pushed to the back by all kinds of messy news.

[c]: Are you asleep?

Posted at ten o'clock last night.

Since seeing Zhang Yuhuang's live broadcast, Zhu Wenshu hasn't touched his phone again.

The bus was stopping at a familiar stop, and the old man who got on the bus was already familiar, and he appeared at this time and point every day.

This unchanging life is like a transparent protective film, wrapping Zhu Wen's book and giving it a sense of reality. But the side effect of this sense of reality is that she feels that the owner of this message is right in front of her eyes, as if she cannot touch it.

[Zhu Wenshu]: I went to bed early last night, what's the matter?

Opposite seconds back.

【c】: Are you free on Saturday?

[Zhu Wenshu]: I have something to do on Saturday.

[c]: OK.

Although Huiyang is not far from Jiangcheng, since Zhu Wenshu became the substitute head teacher, he hasn't returned to school in the past few months.

have been back.

When I called a few days ago, I said that I would come back for dinner on my birthday, so my parents and friends made an appointment for a surrounding tour.

As a result, she decided to go home temporarily, and her parents had no time to change the plan, so they threw her to stay at the grandparents' house for one night.