At night, lujiaji flies and dogs jump.

Lu Fu anxiously turned around in the living room, and the servants went up the stairs one by one with high morale, one by one withered like frosted eggplant.

Seeing another maid coming down with the meal, Lu Fu asked, "how's it going, how's it going, have you eaten?"

The maid shook her head: "Sir, the young master won't come out. Let's not disturb him."

Since he came back from school this morning, Lu xiuche immediately asked for the best English teacher in the capital.

And then we started the surprise training.

He vowed that he would learn 50 words by Friday, each of which should be composed of five letters.

If he can't do it, he won't go to school.

After Lu Fu knew this, the company's meetings were closed and he went home quickly. Then he saw his son's crazy learning.

Lu Fu was so scared that he didn't come back for half an hour. He didn't dare to recognize it. Was it his son?

After returning to shener, Lu's father was very happy at first. He was overjoyed. His frustrated son finally agreed to study hard. This is something he didn't even dare to think about.

However, it wasn't long before he began to worry, because his son seemed to fall into a madness in his study and didn't even eat.

No matter what he said, it was useless, and his son drove him out.

Let the maid go up one by one to persuade, let the kitchen do son's favorite food, but it's no use, Lu xiuche is not moved.

Lu Fu has a look at the time. It's 9:00 p.m. and the baby son hasn't eaten yet.

He ran upstairs and knocked on the door: "Xiao Che, come out, Xiao Che. It's very late. You haven't finished your meal yet. How about going out for a bite?"

No one answered him. His ear was close to the door. He could only hear the sound of reading aloud. It seemed that he was saying "apple".

Lu Fu wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said bitterly, "I used to. I'm looking forward to your study. But now, I really think you're not as good as before. Son, I'll eat something. I'll study after eating."

After a while, the door opened and Lucie stood in front of him, staring at his hairy head.

"I'm not hungry yet. Remember one more word. Go down and don't disturb me."

"Xiaoche, Xiaoche, it's not easy to learn in one move. Let's take our time. You've learned a lot. Have some rice. If you can't eat well, you'll have a bad memory."

Lu xiuche frowned: "to be honest, if you are hungry, your memory will be better."

Lu's father is mad. Who's the English teacher Can speak, immediately fired, even dare to cheat his son not to eat.

"Son, what you always say is wrong. You'd better eat first."

"I don't want to eat yet. I'll go down if I'm hungry."

With that, Lu xiuche closed the door again.

Lu Fu was so anxious to get some medicine for his son that he fainted.

He hoped that his son would just wake up tomorrow morning on a whim.

However, for two or three days in a row, Lu xiuche was in this state. He had less time to eat, and he spent all his time studying except sleeping.

He didn't go to school these two days. When Friday arrived, Yue's heart became heavy.

The last class in the afternoon is coming to an end. Yue listens to Feng and looks at the empty seat next to him for a few days. He feels sorry.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice coming from the door, "Yue, listen to the wind, come out for me."

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