The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

Considering that Lu Xia didn't know anything, Fu Zhiyang was dangling around with a bottle full of dissatisfaction and half of it. Until he was going to school, Fu Zhiyang still didn't write a few questions on that stack of papers.

It happened to be the final exam day, Fu Zhiyang threw his cell phone at home, carried the schoolbag that Lu Xia bought for him, and stretched his arms and legs along the way, walking like a grasshopper.

Lu Ya looked back at him: "Can you walk well?"

Fu Zhiyang finally took off the bandage, he was full of joy, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I can't."

He faced the rising sun with a proud face, and the vigor of a young man was undoubtedly revealed in him. Lu Xia turned her head silently. Although she didn't want to admit it, she still couldn't help sighing in her heart—it's good to be young.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, you don't have to think about anything, even going to school is full of brows.

When they left, Lu Dayan thought about it, but still stopped and turned back to stare at him.

With a sullen face, making himself look gloomy enough, he dropped a sentence: "If you get beaten up like this again, don't call me that, it's embarrassing."

Fu Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, unable to tell what he meant by what he said for a while, whether to tell him not to cause trouble, or to tell him to beat him hard, then he recalled what Lu Xia said, "It's fine to kill him", and immediately jumped up and rushed at him Shout: "Don't worry, I will definitely win the next fight!"

Lu Xia transmitted a wave of erroneous educational ideas to the minors, and even acted very chicly, waving with his back to him, and gradually walked away.

When Fu Zhiyang returned to the class, all the classmates respected him, and no one dared to go up to say hello to him.

He didn't care, humming a song and sitting on the seat generously, the back seat was still empty.

Lu Hao was badly hit by that chair, and was still recovering his body in the hospital.

As soon as the homeroom teacher entered the class, he felt a headache when he saw him. Seeing that he was in good spirits, he walked over and smiled helplessly: "Take the exam well later, don't draw turtles on the paper anymore."

Fu Zhiyang responded obediently, but in fact, when he arrived at the examination room, he couldn't wait to draw a big dinosaur in the answer area of ​​the last big question as soon as the papers were handed out.

His painting skills have been honed to perfection after many times of practice, and the fire-breathing dinosaur is vivid on the paper, which really looks like Lu Xia's face impatient and about to get angry.

His pen tip paused, and he drew a small dinosaur next to the big one. After a little thought, he erased the small dinosaur and changed it into a dinosaur of about the same size.

Two dinosaurs breathed fire at each other, their claws stretched forward, as if to scratch each other.

In the end, for this exam, Fu Zhiyang only wrote a fill-in-the-blank option, and half of it was fooled. He handed in the answer sheet contentedly, patted his ass and left.

In the next few exams, he was good at drawing dinosaurs, and even drew a comic strip.

From the beginning, the two big dinosaurs breathed fire at each other, and finally they were able to sit side by side on the ground and eat watermelon. When the class teacher saw it, he was so angry that he almost fainted.

After the final result, Fu Zhiyang was ranked first from the bottom.

The parents' meeting was arranged three days later, and the head teacher called for his uncle to come. Fu Zhiyang returned home that night and uncharacteristically wanted to help Lu Xia cook.

He was holding a potato and peeling it clumsily with a knife, almost peeling off his fingers several times. Lu Yan glanced at him from the sidelines, endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and drove him away angrily: "Go away, you're so stupid."

In the past, when he said such a sentence, Fu Zhiyang had ten more sentences waiting to scold him, but this time he didn't even frown, and just rolled away. When I came back, I bought two cones, one for Lu Xia and the other for him.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. It was not until the time of eating that Fu Zhiyang held the bowl and said with a reserved face, "That... please do me a favor."

Lu Xia waited for a long time for him to speak, then snorted: "Say."

"The school is going to hold a parents' meeting, please help me go."

Lu Xia took a bite of the steamed bun, did not speak, chewed it slowly under his expectant gaze, raised his eyes to him and raised his chin, instructing: "Water."

Fu Zhiyang hurriedly fetched water for him.

Lu Xia took two sips, breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "Please beg me."

Fu Zhiyang said without hesitation, "Please."

Lu Xia: "..."

This man is really flexible.

Lu Yan thought that he had some important demands on her, so she didn't continue to tease him, and reluctantly said three words: "That's okay."

The parent-teacher meeting was held on Saturday, and Fu Zhiyang didn't go to school. He went out to play with a basketball early in the morning. Before he left, he looked back worriedly and said: "Class [-] and [-], the innermost classroom on the third floor, starts in half an hour. , can you hurry up?"

Lu Xia just came out after washing her face, her hair was sticking out, and there was resentment between her brows. She felt that she had really lost her mind at that time, so she agreed to him to hold some parent-teacher meeting.

He was still sleepy, so he didn't even look at him, and said angrily: "Hurry up, get out, and I won't go any more."

Fu Zhiyang was really afraid of this old man, so he immediately made a zip movement around his mouth, and quickly walked away.

After 15 minutes, Lu Xia opened the door, put on a rare shirt and trousers, put on an elite face, frowned bitterly, took a taxi reluctantly, and arrived at Fu Zhiyang's place on time. class.

Answer sheets and report cards were placed on each table, and many parents gathered together to compare their children's grades, all kinds of false flattery were heard, Lu Xia was most annoyed by such flattering places, and immediately blocked everyone, He went straight to Fu Zhiyang's seat, picked up his report card and looked at it, and finally closed his eyes unable to bear to look directly at him.

In the language test, two digits were taken, and the rest were all single digits.

This is to put the test paper on the ground and step on it, and the scores obtained are probably more than this.

Moreover, Lu Yan occasionally flipped through this kid's test paper, and found that as long as he had done the questions, he was basically correct, and there were a few of them that were slightly difficult.

It can be seen that this kid is no less brainy than others, and he probably didn't answer the questions well if he scored such a shit in the exam.

He took out an answer sheet casually and was stunned.

I saw that on this answer sheet that was cleaner than my face, only the position of the last big question was not blank.

Unbelievably, he pulled out another card.

Good guy, it's still a comic book.

Lu Yan glanced roughly, but didn't react at first, until he saw the picture of two dinosaurs eating watermelon head to head, he was suddenly blessed, and instantly understood who the kid was painting.

If you don't do serious things, the stupid things will be in decline.

Lu Xia took a deep breath, wishing she could rush back and beat that bastard up.

If he was a teacher, he would probably vomit blood from anger.

In fact, Fu Zhiyang's class teacher was almost done, and after the meeting, he left Lu Xia alone, and talked at length about the bad things Fu Zhiyang had done. In the end, he let out a long sigh, and earnestly persuaded Lu Xia to take care of him.

As Fu Zhiyang's "little uncle", Lu Xia could only respond in silence.

After the parent-teacher meeting, I stayed outside and didn't go home until dark.

Fu Zhiyang is taking a shower in the bathroom.

Lu Yan was stunned by the teacher in charge, and he slammed the door heavily. Fu Zhiyang in the bathroom thought that a thief had entered the house, so he twisted the crack of the door and poked his head out. , thinking about it with his toes, he knew what had happened, and said obediently: "I bought a watermelon, it's in the kitchen, you go and eat it."

"Eat your uncle."

Fu Zhiyang had a hippie smile on his face: "My uncle, an old bone is not tasty."

Lu Yan made a gesture to stand up and beat him up, but Fu Zhiyang retracted quickly, locked the door, and took a shower humming in a good mood.

He played a hearty game today, and on the way home, he received money from the man and the woman. The parents' meeting was also successfully handled, and the exciting summer vacation is coming.

The temperature of the shower water is just right, and even the aroma of the shower gel smells better than before.

Fu Zhiyang felt that there would be some happy event waiting for him today.

Unexpectedly, when he came out of the bathroom wiggling his hair, a speeding car was swept under the car by a large truck on the wide road only a few streets away from the shanty town.

The sound of collisions, explosions, and exclamations suddenly disturbed the tranquility of the party.

Police cars and ambulances roared by, and even this tube building could hear the movement.

Without raising his eyes, Lu Yan lay on the table and focused on revising his manuscript.

Fu Zhiyang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and the good mood just now disappeared, as if he was anticipating something, even when he was listening to his favorite song, he felt a little restless.

"What are you doing?" Lu Yan seemed to have sensed something, and looked up at him.

Fu Zhiyang came back to his senses suddenly, he didn't know why he could be distracted while facing the bed.

He exhaled, stretched and stood up. Before he could sit on the chair, the mobile phone that had just been thrown on the bed rang suddenly.

He was startled, patted his chest, casually grabbed the phone to look, and was stunned.

The caller ID was his father, who was dead in name only.

He was hesitating whether to answer it or not, when the call was automatically hung up.

The next second the bell rang again, and now even Lu Yan looked up, the room was so quiet that only the sound of the air conditioner was heard.

Fu Zhiyang's heart suddenly missed a beat, and with a swipe of his finger, he put the receiver to his ear.

Fu Hai's voice was noisy, mixed with the roar of the ambulance, and they rang in the room together.

His breathing was unsteady, and his speech was trembling. Every word he uttered was like a mine, blowing Fu Zhiyang dizzy with a bang.

He said: "Zhi Yang...your mother got into a car accident on the way to see you, and she is not in a good condition now, can you come to the hospital..."