What should I do if I see the blind date's son?

Where the lights of the car illuminated, there was a homeless man digging through the trash can, He Jianwei took a look at the bag on the back seat of his own.

"The clothes inside are stained with wine, but they are still intact. If you don't mind, you can use them to keep out the cold." He Jianwei handed the bag to the homeless man.

The homeless man looked at the glamorous man in front of him in some panic, and pointed to himself with some uncertainty, only to see the other party nodded, and then he snatched the bag from He Jianwei's hand abruptly.

He Jianwei didn't blame him for his recklessness, and nodded at him, turned and left.

The homeless man looked at He Jianwei's leaving back, and suddenly shouted to him, "Thank you...thank you."

Against the light, I saw the tall figure waving his hands with his back turned, and got into the car gracefully.

In addition to a set of clothes, there was also a fully packaged sandwich in the bag. The homeless man picked up the sandwich and gobbled it up in the cold winter, but the hot tears fell down like broken threads.

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On a rare sunny day, Zhang Jubai was dressed in formal attire, his hair was combed docilely, and he specially found a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which looked elegant and handsome.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are dressed like a dog, and which young man are you going to harm?" He Jianwei was sitting on a chair drinking coffee with his slippers on.

Zhang Jubai pushed his glasses frame with his pale and slender hands, pulled out the chair gracefully, and put his coat on it.

"Going back to your alma mater, naturally you can't lose face."

He Jianwei paused when he heard the words, "I seem to have heard from my mother that many honorary alumni have been invited to give speeches recently. You are here?"

Zhang Jubainian high school's alma mater was the school where He Jianwei's mother, Principal Yang, was located, but Principal Yang was not the principal at that time.

If Yang Peiyi was the principal at that time, Zhang Jubai wouldn't have the guts to fight and play truant.

"What? Am I not qualified?" Zhang Jubai picked up the bread and spread jam on it slowly.

Zhang Jubai has been abroad for many years. He is a securities investment consultant and is quite well-known in the industry. You can tell how strong his ability to make money is by looking at his outfit.

He Jian smiled without saying a word, the two of them had breakfast calmly, and when they were about to go out, He Jianwei asked Zhang Jubai, "Will you drive my Ferrari?"

Zhang Jubai whistled when he heard the words, "It's not as delicious as dumplings, and as fun as sister-in-law, thank you."

He Jianwei kicked him, "A dog can't spit out ivory."

People who love cars like to compare their cars to their wives, and Zhang Jubai is taking advantage of him.

He Jianwei went to work in his [-] yuan car, and Zhang Jubai stepped on the gas pedal with a long leg, giving full play to the performance of He Jianwei's two Ferraris.

Instead, it frightened other car owners on the road, and received a ticket by the way.

When Zhang Jubai arrived at school a little late, he got carried away for a moment, forgot that he had returned to his country, stepped on the accelerator too hard, and was stopped by the traffic police.

It was only now that the matter was finished and arrived at the school. The person in charge was already waiting impatiently. As soon as he saw Zhang Jubai, he immediately went up to meet him.

"I'm sorry, I've been delayed by something on the way." Zhang Jubai got out of the car, and his slender legs immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding PE students.

"So handsome! Who is that?"

"My God, could it be some star who came to our school?"

"Is that a Ferrari? Gao Fushuai, am I dreaming?"

"Be quiet, go back to class." The person in charge yelled at the group of noisy students. Although he was unwilling, but forced by the majesty of the dean, they still turned around and left.

Looking at those youthful faces, Zhang Jubai couldn't help but smile, but the eyes covered by the glasses became deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Zhang, hello, I am the person in charge of this event, and my surname is Cai." The person in charge came over and shook hands with Zhang Jubai.

Zhang Jubai didn't have a bad mouth like he did to He Jianwei, and smiled politely: "Mr. Cai? Your father is Mr. Cai Deming, right?"

Teacher Cai looked at Zhang Jubai in surprise, "How does Mr. Zhang know?"

"I just guessed, but I didn't expect it to be true. Mr. Cai Deming was my Chinese teacher back then, but unfortunately he retired before he finished teaching."

Teacher Cai nodded, "Yes, at that time my mother had a sudden illness and was paralyzed and needed someone to take care of her. My father resolutely chose to retire to take care of her. He always told me that he was sorry for the group he taught. Children, you should accompany them through the last time of their third year of high school."

"It turns out that this matter is not only the regret of the old man, but also the regret of our classmates back then."

After chatting with Zhang Jubai, Teacher Cai immediately became familiar with Zhang Jubai.

Teacher Cai took Zhang Jubai around, Zhang Jubai stopped walking while looking at the magnolia tree in the courtyard.

"I remember that crabapples were planted here before?"

"Mr. Zhang has a good memory. The begonias that were planted here used to be, but it was a pity that they were killed by insects, and they were replaced with magnolias later." Teacher Cai explained.

Zhang Jubai nodded thoughtfully, as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned to Teacher Cai and said, "Speaking of which, after Mr. Cai Deming retired, our class had a new teacher. The teacher was fledgling and soft-tempered. He is very bullied, and the classmates in the class don't give him face, and I don't know if he will continue to be a teacher after all these years."

Teacher Cai echoed Zhang Jubai and laughed, "It was like this when I first became a teacher. When I was young and high school students were rebellious, it was very difficult. What is the last name of the unlucky teacher you mentioned? Maybe he is still there I'm a teacher in our school."

Zhang Jubai smiled and waved his hands, "It shouldn't be very realistic. It's been about ten years, and I can't remember what Qing's last name is. It seems that the surname is Lu...Lu Sen? It doesn't seem like... Lu is still surnamed Lu."

Teacher Cai clapped his hands suddenly, "Mr. Zhang, are you talking about Teacher Lu Shenlu?"

Zhang Jubai suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, it seems to be called famous. It's been too long, and I don't remember it clearly."

"Hahaha, we really have a teacher like Lu Shen in our school. Speaking of which, he has been a teacher for almost ten years. It's true to say that. I'll take you to meet him later, maybe you'll know as soon as we meet. "

Zhang Jubai smiled and said, "It would be great if it were."

Teacher Cai also nodded happily, and echoed: "Yes, yes, it's been ten years, it's not easy."

He didn't see that there was no smile in Zhang Jubai's eyes, which were as deep as a lake.

We ate in the school cafeteria at noon, and wherever Zhang Jubai went, it seemed like a celebrity had come, which attracted bursts of screams and discussions.

Lu Shen and his class were taking exams today, so they were late, and missed the peak period of Zhang Jubai's cooking, but the cafeteria was still in turmoil.

He helped his big black-framed eyes, went to the window to order food, and asked the cafeteria aunt by the way: "What's the matter?"

That aunt has a very good impression of Lu Shen. There are not many young people who can listen to their chatter these days, so Lu Shen doesn't bother them, but listens patiently, so every time Lu Shen goes to buy vegetables, these people who suffer from handkerchiefs all the year round Jinsen's cafeteria aunts stopped shaking their hands and their eyesight became normal. The food they ordered for Lu Shen was full of big pieces of meat.

"Hey, a young man just came here. He looks very handsome. These little girls are like crazy."

"That's right, I don't think it's as good-looking as our little Lu."

Lu Shen smiled shyly, "You guys are joking."

Lu Shen found a vacant seat with a plate and just sat down when he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his hairs were directly on his back.

He suddenly turned his head and looked around, only to see the back of a stand out from the crowd surrounded by a group of people leaving the cafeteria.

Could it be that you didn't sleep well last night?Lu Shen tilted his head strangely, picked up a piece of meat and ate it.

After the first class in the afternoon, the school organized to go to the auditorium to listen to the speech. Everyone lacked interest. What was the speech interesting? Anyway, it was either a bad old man or a middle-aged greasy uncle brainwashing you.

But this time, when the drowsy students saw the person who came to the stage, the whole audience erupted in an instant.

"Be quiet, everyone be quiet. This is our school's honorary alumni, Mr. Zhang Jubai. He also attended our school and is your senior." The host introduced a series of achievements and awards that Zhang Jubai had won.

The students below were stunned when they heard that they were so good-looking and yet so powerful. Could it be that this is the one in the legend that God opened a window for him and opened the door and the roof for him?

Zhang Jubai took the microphone and walked to the front of the stage. He immediately saw the clear figure in the crowd. The man was wearing big black-rimmed glasses and looked at him with a dull expression.

Zhang Jubai raised his mouth, "Hello everyone, I have already introduced my identity as the host just now, so I won't go into details. In fact, I was invited back to my alma mater this time, and I didn't think clearly about what to say. Because If I tell you what I did at your age, I'm afraid of being kicked out."

A burst of laughter erupted below.

Lu Shen looked at the dazzling figure on the stage, as if he came from a dream, which was not real at all.

Lu Shen was in a daze, and left the auditorium before he finished listening to Zhang Jubai's speech. He blew on the balcony for a while, his mind was in a mess, and the memories that had been dusted at the bottom of the box were suddenly blown away by a strong gust of wind , One after another, scenes reappeared in front of his eyes.

He let out a foul breath, went to the toilet to wash his face, splashed cold water on his face, and woke him up a bit.

Before the water stains on his face were wiped off, Lu Shen's waist was suddenly hugged tightly by a pair of strong hands. He trembled all over, his whole body stiffened, and then he felt a burst of wet, scorching heat from the back of his neck. Slippery touch.

Lu Shen was about to break free from this embrace, when he heard a strange but familiar voice in his ear: "Mr. Lu, long time no see."

Immediately, Lu Shen felt his ear was bitten so hard that he almost cried out in pain.

The author has something to say: Step up and do an interview: I heard that there will be a Shura Field where Mr. Lu, his son and his blind date will be held?

Someone: Heh, do you think I am a dead person?And who is his blind date?It's getting cold.

He Jianwei: Suddenly being cueed, he looked bewildered. (⊙o⊙)

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