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

Zhang Jubai was born in a wealthy family, he had no worries about food and clothing, and he was allowed to do whatever he wanted.

His parents were in free love, and they happened to be in the right family in Yemen, so they got married early, but the flame of love ignited quickly and extinguished quickly.It didn't take long for the two of them to get tired of their married life, even though they had Zhang Jubai at that time, they couldn't change their minds.

Zhang Jubai was thrown to the servant, and it was rare to see his parents once a month. The servant would take good care of him at first, but later found that no one would find out even if he didn’t take care of Zhang Jubai wholeheartedly. Since then , Zhang Jubai's life began to be sad.

Not enough to eat and not to wear warm clothes is normal, and the servants often beat and abuse him, pouring vulgar and vitriolic words into Zhang Jubai's ears every day. At that time, he was too young to understand what these words meant, but The shadow brought about by that brutal abuse has already taken root in Zhang Jubai's heart.

People are always greedy, and the servant gradually became dissatisfied with stealing Zhang Jubai's living expenses from Zhang Jubai's parents. She stole Zhang Jubai out and planned to ask Zhang's family for a huge ransom.

Later, when things came to light, she sold Zhang Jubai to a trafficker. If Zhang Jubai's grandfather hadn't sent someone to find him in time, Zhang Jubai's death might not have been noticed by his parents.

At that time, Zhang Jubai was only three or four years old, but he kept this incident firmly in his mind for a lifetime, as if it was engraved in his bones and blood, and even time could not wash it away.

From then on, Zhang Jubai lived with his grandfather in a small western-style building. Because he suffered a serious crime when he was a child, everyone in the family pampered him.

As long as he wants, they will try their best to satisfy him.

It's not like love, it's more like condescending self-movement.

When Zhang Jubai was in his third year of high school, a new teacher came to the class. The new teacher was in his early twenties, handsome, always smiling, and spoke in a gentle manner.

The girls in the class liked the appearance of the new teacher quite a bit, but the boys in the class didn't think so. They thought of various ways to tease the new teacher. Occasionally, I will ask the new teacher if you have a girlfriend.

The new teacher was not angry, but instead answered them seriously, saying that he had not yet.

Zhang Jubai is a well-known thorn in their school, but because the school has benefited from their Zhang family, even if they look down on him in their hearts, no one dares to say anything against him in front of him.

Zhang Jubai yawned, glanced at the new teacher who was lecturing on the podium, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, got up and was about to go outside.

"Boss, are you going back?" The boy at the desk in front of Zhang Jubai turned his head and asked him when he heard the movement.

Zhang Jubai played games all night last night and fell asleep on the table. He felt a little cold, so he planned to go back and sleep under the quilt.

Generally, teachers are used to this kind of situation, and they directly treat Zhang Jubai as air, and no one dares to touch the bad luck of the young master of the Zhang family.

"Student, you wait."

Zhang Jubai went out from the back door enough to save face. He touched his pocket and took out a lollipop. He froze for a moment, trying to remember who gave it to him. A sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth.

It's orange flavored.

"Classmate, classmate! Zhang Jubai."

It wasn't until the voice called Zhang Jubai's name that Zhang Jubai realized that the voice was calling him.

Zhang Jubai raised his brows slightly and turned his head away. He is a new teacher in their class. He looks very tender. What's his name?

"Teacher Lu?"

The young man he called Mr. Lu walked up to him and said, "My surname is Lu."

"Oh." Zhang Jubai didn't care what the new teacher's last name was.

"Are you feeling unwell? Let me accompany you to the infirmary."

Zhang Jubai was taken aback when he heard this, "Mr. Lu, you don't know who I am, do you?"

Lu Shen told him calmly: "I know, you are Zhang Jubai, I remember the names of every student in your class."

Zhang Jubai was a little surprised. This person probably has some brain problems. He remembers the names of every classmate. There is no need for that. Who knows how long this Teacher Lu can stay here.

"Since you know who I am, you shouldn't stop me." Zhang Jubai wrapped the lollipop in his mouth and crunched it, turning around to leave.

Lu Shen stopped him again, "I only know that your name is Zhang Jubai, and you are my student."

Zhang Jubai stared at the young man with clear eyes and handsome appearance, and suddenly sneered.

"Mr. Lu, it's okay to like to dream of being a hero, but don't let me do it. Be careful that I will let the school dismiss you if I say a word."

His voice was sinister and cold, and his eyes were condescending, which made people uncomfortable.

Zhang Jubai left without waiting for Lu Shen to say anything else. The new teacher should not dare to pester him anymore.

However, Zhang Jubai still miscalculated Lu Shen's determination.

Whenever Lu Shen was free, he would block Zhang Jubai everywhere and give him the review materials he had compiled. Zhang Jubai threw it away for him, and he would give him another copy the next day.

"You can throw it as many times as you want, anyway, I can copy it." Lu Shen kept the original manuscript, and he was not afraid of Zhang Jubai throwing it away.

Zhang Jubai frowned, as if he was going to hit someone, "Do you think I dare not hit you? Believe it or not, even if I send you to the hospital, no one will dare to say anything wrong with me."

Lu Shen shrank his neck, but still clenched his fists and said, "I believe it."

"Then leave me alone." Zhang Jubai wanted to smoke irritably, touched his pocket, he had already finished the last cigarette, he squeezed the empty cigarette box and threw it into the trash can.

"No." Lu Shen shook his head, unwilling to agree.

If it weren't for Lu Shen's thin appearance, Zhang Jubai would have punched him if he was afraid that he would not even be able to withstand his own punch.

"Are you looking for a beating?" Zhang Jubai grabbed Lu Shen's collar and asked ferociously.

Lu Shen's clear eyes looked into Zhang Jubai's eyes, like a clear spring in a mountain stream.

"I know you are very smart. As long as you want to learn, you will be able to learn well. You are still young, and you still have time." Lu Shen said bluntly.

Zhang Jubai loosened his collar and threw him aside, "Do you know what my family does? As long as I think, I can easily get most things in this world. If you can't ask for it, it is very possible I abandoned it like nothing, what qualifications do you have to educate me?"

"Don't pester me anymore, I will really hit someone next time."

After Zhang Jubai finished speaking, he turned around and left. Being treated in such a threatening way, he thought that Lu Shen would not dare to bother him again, but he did not expect that Lu Shen came again the next day, holding his test paper to analyze with him.

"You see that you can answer this point, which means that you have a strong logical thinking ability. It's not that you can't do it, but you don't want to do it, right? If you solve these basic questions, you will have at least sixty points. If you have enough words and don’t deviate from the questions, you can pass, and you can see that it’s actually not difficult.”

Zhang Jubai glanced at him, and found that what Lu Shen said made a lot of sense.

"Boss, have you been called to the office again?"

Zhang Jubai didn't want to pay attention to him, his mind was full of knowledge points that Lu Shen had just forced into his mind.

He sat in his seat for a while, feeling that something was wrong with this development.He took out his mobile phone from his bag, turned around and left.

But he was unlucky, he was blocked just after he left the school gate.

"It's just that you dare to pick on Lao Tzu's horse, bah, you're just a boy." Standing beside the leading man was a girl with heavy make-up, whom Zhang Jubai didn't recognize at all.

"No! Don't touch him, Zhang Jubai, go away, I don't want to hurt you." The girl seemed to be acting a bitter scene.

It happened that Zhang Jubai was in a bad mood, and looked at the man opposite with sharp eyes, "One by one or together?"

"Fuck you!" The man seemed to be irritated by Zhang Jubai's arrogance, and he was about to hit him with his fists clenched.

Zhang Jubai fights fiercely, he belongs to the kind of person who doesn't care, but his fists are hard to beat with four hands. Although he has knocked people down, he is also covered with injuries on his body and face.

"Which school are you from?"

Zhang Jubai's eyes were blurred by blood, but he still heard the voice of the person coming, it was Lu Shen.

When they saw someone coming, they spat hard, turned around and left.

Zhang Jubai leaned against the telephone pole, fearing that his ribs were broken.

"Zhang Jubai!" Lu Shen quickly ran over to support him.

In his blurred vision, Zhang Jubai saw Lu Shen's anxious face. He was really worried about him. It was really strange that someone would really worry about him, not because of his relatives.

When Zhang Jubai woke up, he was already in the hospital.

"You're awake, is there something wrong?" Lu Shen asked softly.

"fine."

"I've already contacted your family, and they said they'll be here in a while." Although Lu Shen said so, it has been more than two hours, and Zhang Jubai's family still hasn't come.

Zhang Jubai's eyes were cold, "There's no need to wait, they won't come."

Lu Shen vaguely guessed that there might be something unspeakable about Zhang Jubai's family, but he didn't intend to pry into other people's privacy, so he didn't ask.

"You have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow." Lu Shen checked the time, he had to go.

Zhang Jubai gave a cold "hmm".

However, after Lu Shen left, he was discharged from the hospital. He didn't like to stay in the hospital too much.

Zhang Jubai has been recovering from his injury for half a month at home. He has lived alone since he entered high school. During this time, Lu Shen has not bothered him. He feels that his ears have become more clean, but somehow he misses Lu Chattering deep in his ear.

He felt that Lu Shen had already given up on him, which was the best way, but when he arrived at school and saw Lu Shen giving a lecture to the students with a pleasant face, he suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart.

"Understood?" There was a gentle smile on Lu Shen's face, it was the adolescent girl who couldn't stand it, and immediately blushed.

"Understood...understood, thank you Teacher Lu."

When the girl passed by Zhang Jubai, Zhang Jubai could still see her crimson ears and cheeks.

Zhang Jubai let out a displeased "tsk".

The author has something to say: ten years later

Lu Shen: I remember when someone said they were going to send me to the hospital.

Zhang Jubai: ... (Can you drag me out from back then and beat me up?)