I heard that the school grass wants to mark me

Chapter 13 Schizophrenia

"Then, you let me take advantage of it?"

Before Yu Ling got angry, Luo Yan added: "You take it as me taking advantage of you, so that you won't blame yourself."

Yu Lingxin said, hey, the little head of the first grade is smart, but there is something wrong with the logic of this statement... Isn't it still something...

"Let's talk about it..." Anyway, it doesn't hurt now, let's talk when it hurts.

Luo Po looked at Yu Ling carrying a box or two of medicine and pretending to be indifferent, the hint of secret joy he had at the beginning also disappeared without a trace.He wanted to take his time, chase first, and then hug him after he chased him. Now he suddenly had a legitimate reason, and he was afraid that Yu Ling would refuse treatment in order to keep a distance from him.

When Yu Ling got home, Yu Wan and Yu Xiao had already returned.

"Lingling, come here," Yu Wan smiled and beckoned to Yu Ling, "I bought you a sweater, and it's almost autumn in Linnan, so you can wear it."

It's a creamy white hoodie.Yu Wan took it and compared it to Yu Ling, "Okay, but you are too thin, you look better if you are fatter." Yu Wan put the clothes on the sofa and planned to wash them tomorrow, "You are full from the barbecue tonight. Is it? If you are not full, I will cook some noodles for you."

Yu Ling organized the words in her heart for a long time, holding the medical record in her pocket, but still didn't know how to say this, "Mom..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Just as Yu Wan finished asking, the cell phone on the sofa rang, "Wait for me, Mom is going to answer the call."

Yu Wan made this call for more than half an hour.

Yu Ling went back to her room and lay down for a while, then put the two boxes of medicine and medical records in her pocket into a drawer, and took a bath in her pajamas.

When Yu Wan came out of the shower, Yu Wan was packing up, and Yu Xiao was also helping to clean up: "Mom, is there anything else that needs to be packed?"

"No more," Yu Wan turned around and looked at Yu Ling who was rubbing her hair in a daze, apologetic, "The people under me just called and said that there was a problem with a design draft sent to the Paris processing factory... ...I'm sorry, Lingling, I originally agreed to stay at home with you for half a month this time...By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

Yu Ling broke away from the dazed state, "Huh? Oh, this, it's okay, Mom, I will take care of Xiaoye, you can go to work with peace of mind."

Yu Xiaoye rolled his eyes after hearing this, "Come on, bro, I'm pretty good at taking care of you."

"Yu Xiaoye, is there something wrong with you? Selective forgetting? I haven't taken care of you since you were a child, right?"

"Yo ho, that's quite a lot. If you take into account that you do my laundry and it shrinks, and you help me buy shoes that end up in your own shoe size, it's quite a lot."

Seeing that the two brothers and sisters had a disagreement and began to quarrel again, Yu Wan couldn't laugh or cry. Although she realized that it might be because the two brothers and sisters did this to make her feel better, she felt a little happier in the end, "Okay, you guys, mom I don't know when I will be able to come back this time, but I am relieved to see that your relationship is so good."

In order to reassure her, Yu Ling reluctantly accepted the conclusion that he and Yu Xiaoye have such a good relationship, and helped Yu Wan drag the suitcase downstairs.

When the taxi arrived, Yu Ling first took a picture of the license plate number, and then moved Yu Wan's suitcase into the trunk.

Yu Xiao also took Yu Wan's hand and acted like a baby: "Mom, I will miss you, you have to take care of yourself, otherwise Xiao will be angry..." There was a hint of sadness in her tone.

"Mom will bring you some dresses designed and made by Lily next time, you will definitely like them."

Lily is an internationally renowned fashion designer who has cooperated with several first-line luxury brands. She is an alpha woman who advocates celibacy. She is in her forties, with neat short hair and a tall figure. She is from country Y.

When Yu Xiaoye heard this, her sadness was instantly wiped out. She wished Yu Wan could get on the plane and come back quickly, "Thank you mom!" That was Lily, the resident designer of many large-scale shows.But in fact, Yu Xiao also met Lily. During the Chinese New Year, Yu Wan was in a video conference with someone, and Yu Xiaoye saw it when he called Yu Wan to eat dumplings. I'm not disturbing my mother's work." On the top, I didn't pay attention to who the short-haired and blue-eyed person on the other side of the video was.

When I was in class on Monday, Lao Wang informed me that I would report for the evaluation next week, "But this evaluation is actually not important, you can do whatever you want. Of course, if you want to compete for a ranking, I also support it. After all, it may be It was the last time you drew a blackboard newspaper in high school." Lao Wang continued the class after the notification was in place.

After finishing the gymnastics between classes, a group of people gathered around Guan Ju, the art committee member, for a heated discussion.

"Come on friends, here's our chance to show not only our minds but also our dexterity."

"The theme this time is National Day, and it feels very good to find materials."

"I'll draw ink lines!"

"Leave the drawing to me, but forget about the writing. I wrote a theme last time and the judges deducted [-] points from our class..."

"It's okay, how beautiful your paintings are! My calligraphy is uglier than yours, and my paintings are not as good as yours."

"After all, we are a science class A class, and there is no one who can write and type."

"Xiao Luo's cursive calligraphy is pretty good, but I don't know if he is willing to help..."

As soon as Li Zhizhi said this, the people around him reacted, "Yes, there is also the school grass, I remember that he won the first prize in the calligraphy competition last time!"

In the first semester of high school, Linnan organized a hard-pen calligraphy competition for middle school students. At that time, Director Zhang forced each class teacher to fill in one person. Lao Wang looked at the composition handed in by Class [-] with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"The characters of the students in our class... the level of breaking the sky is the level at which the invigilator will not deduct points in the examination room. How can you participate in this? Only the characters of Luo Yan can..." Lao Wang talked to the students in the next class in the office. Teacher Qin complained, "But Luo Li doesn't like these activities."

Teacher Qin flipped through the homework of their class, and randomly found one that was well written to fill in. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Lao Wang, "It's easy, you just fill in Luo Yan, anyway, the school said It is necessary to fill in one, but it doesn’t mean that you must participate, if you don’t want to go, you can’t go, and Director Zhang can’t tie people up.”

Lao Wang's eyes lit up, and he put his hands together, "You're right!"

Later, Luo Pun went anyway, because people always came to send him love letters during that time.

After Luo Dian came back with the first prize, he replied in a building on the No. [-] Middle School forum, "Counting the love letters the school grass has received over the years", "I don't know what kind of person the school grass can accept him." Love Letters" comments.

329L (Luo Yu) replied to 134L: First of all, the writing is prettier than mine.

At the beginning, everyone was confused about why the school grass made such a statement, and each of them grabbed people from Class [-] and asked Luo school grass what the characters looked like. Once Jian Xiangyan was annoyed by the question, he said: "See Is my flourishing beauty beautiful? The characters of the school grass look like this."

So a group of people "cut ~" and dispersed.

Jian Xiangyan: "??? I'm serious, am I too confident or are you blind? You are just jealous of me."

It wasn't until the flag-raising ceremony in the second week that the principal awarded Luo the first prize of the "Linnan Middle School Students Calligraphy Competition" and posted Luo's works in the display window for "all students in the school to copy and watch." What does the grass mean.

Prettier than your handwriting?

I'm sorry, I've insulted you, we don't deserve it.

Afterwards, few people handed love letters to Luo Fen.

A middle school student said: We like to go upright!

As a result, the number of people blocking Luo Pun to confess to him at the door of Class No. [-] increased significantly.

Xia Hengzhi couldn't help laughing.

Xia Hengzhi: "You should go to a beauty pageant and tell them when you come back: 'If you want to confess your love to me, you must first look better than me.' This will probably cut off their backs."

Luo Yan: "..."

As a class [-] student who has been with Luo Fen for a year and often dives on the forum, he naturally knows this allusion, and also knows that Luo Fen does not like to participate in various time-consuming activities.

After the enthusiasm passed, they reacted, "Luo Yan, he doesn't want to..."

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"Ah," Guan Ju pulled Li Zhizhi's hand, pretending to be sad, "holding his hands and looking at his tearful eyes, he was speechless... We missed this competition after all. The two places have been separated and we will never see each other again..."

Li Zhizhi looked at Guan Ju who was dancing alone on the stage, "It's easy, just ask Yu Ling to persuade you not to do it! And Yu Ling's handwriting is also very beautiful, I accidentally took his homework by mistake last time Ben saw it."

As soon as Li Zhizhi finished speaking, Guan Ju revived with full blood, "Zhizhi, you are a wise man! This trick reminds me of Cao Cao coercing the emperor to command the princes. As long as we pull Yu Ling into the gang, we will not be afraid that Luo Yan will not agree! "

So when they got to the classroom, a group of people surrounded Yu Ling again.

Jian Xiangyan, who witnessed all this, said, "Haven't you ever thought that if you pull Yu Ling into the team, you won't need Luo Xiaocao?"

Jian Xiangyan looked at Yu Ling who was writing homework and was almost scared away by their pens: "Sure enough, I am the only sober person in this prosperous world."

Yu Ling came late today, and the bell rang just as soon as she took her seat, and she was currently buried in a thinking question left by Wang Chengyan in math class.Just as Yu Ling finished writing the last number, when she raised her head, she saw a group of people surrounding his desk like they were attacking a lion's camel ridge. Her hands trembled in fright, leaving an ink line on the draft paper.

"...What's wrong?"

Guan Ju was promoted by Li Zhizhi and the others to be the representative, and looked at Yu Ling who was puzzled.

"Mom, Yu Ling is so cute, why did you push me out? How could I cheat him..." Guan Ju blinked at Li Zhizhi.Li Zhizhi quickly glanced at the blackboard at the back of the classroom, and signaled with his eyes: "Class honor."

"Student Yu Ling, well, we would like to invite you to organize a blackboard newspaper with Luo Feng, is that okay?" Guan Ju asked in a low voice.

Yu Ling nodded: "I can."

"If you don't want to...huh?" Simple as that?Guan Ju looked at Li Zhizhi happily.

Li Zhizhi also had the same smile on his face, then he glanced at Luo Yu's empty seat, and asked, "Yu Ling, can you ask Luo Yu for us? We dare not..."

A group of people said one after another: "Yes, yes, the school grass is too high and cold, we dare not."

Luo?Cold?What does he have to do with the word?Yu Ling wondered if there was something wrong with their eyes, except when she first saw Luo Dian in the pharmacy, Yu Ling felt that Luo Dian was just a flirtatious little prince.

But seeing how deeply they had experienced too much, they still nodded.

"All right, I'll ask you guys later."

"Thank you classmate Yu Ling!"

After Guan Ju and the others left, Yu Ling sat alone in her seat and meditated, and finally came to a conclusion: Luo Yan must have schizophrenia...

When Luo Yan returned from washing his hands, what he saw was Yu Ling staring at the book without blinking.

"What's the matter?" Luo Feng patted Yu Ling on the shoulder, Yu Ling turned to look at him, Luo Feng felt that Yu Ling was cute everywhere, and even an eyelash on Yu Ling's face seemed to be stuck in his heart .

"Xiao Xiaocao, they say you are cold." Yu Ling rolled up the book and put it under Luo Yan's mouth, "What do you think?"