Chapter 34

On Monday morning, as soon as Su Qingyuan arrived at school, he saw that his classmates, who love to make up their homework, didn't work hard at their desks. Instead, they gathered together to gossip.

The keywords of "ban", "apology" and "group ridicule" float by. After listening to them for a long time, Su Qingyuan still feels confused.

As soon as she sat down in her seat, Zhuang Qingqing came over and said, "ah, Yuanzi, have you heard that the famous wanghong Feng Zhixuan has been banned by the whole platform recently."

Su Qingyuan never watched live broadcast or anything. People in the entertainment circle barely knew a few of them. Those anchors in the online red world were really beyond her cognitive scope. She thought about it and asked, "who is Feng Zhuo Xuan? I can't play games. I've never heard of it. "

"Oh, it's the new anchor of a game platform. He's famous for eating chicken. Many boys in our school are fans of him. Don't you know? " Zhuang Qingqing said with a smile: "he's also good-looking. Every time he shows up live, there are a lot of female fans."

"The number of male and female fans is almost the same." There is a boy in the class came over: "most of the girls are to see the face, simply can't understand recognize brother play games."

"My brother?" Su Qingyuan widened his eyes: "Feng Zhuo Xuan, is that brother Zhuo?"

Zhuang Qingqing patted the table: "yes, I said you've heard of it. He's so famous recently. Maybe he hasn't heard of it. It's the man who recognizes the elder brother. Let's kill him. "

Wanghong and renge should be the boy she met in the game hall on Saturday - all the descriptions are basically consistent.

Su Qingyuan asked, "why was he banned?"

It has something to do with being beaten by the little brother of the postman that day According to reason, the postman was not heavy handed that day. He shouldn't have anything to do. Even if something really happened, Feng should be the victim. How could he be banned?

Zhuang Qingqing took out her mobile phone: "it seems to be because of a game video."

"Game video?" Su Qing round in the heart of a Deng - can't really be that day's thing, difficult not, she also want to red to go online?

After a long day's sweat, Zhuang Qingqing found the video: "here, this is it. When playing games, she made improper remarks. Because of the bad influence, the whole platform was blocked."

Su Qingyuan took a look, the video is the one she met on Saturday. The video that led him to be banned is probably some years old, at least two or three years ago. Whether it's his hairstyle, the decoration of the house or his live broadcast equipment, it's a bit of a sense of age.

At that time, "brother recognition" was still a little boy.

The content of the video is that he is playing games like Warcraft or lol, saying something that does not conform to the socialist core values. It's the boys in the second period of the middle school who talk more and more vigorously and finally shake off what they shouldn't say.

"I've been watching this video for some time. I don't know how to let people turn it out." Zhuang Qingqing speechless: "I didn't give any chance to apologize. I blocked it directly."

The representative of chemistry class passed by and added: "it seems that he has offended someone before digging this out."

"So you have to be cautious on the Internet. Do you think that if your account is cancelled and your website is gone, there will be no record? Data will never disappear. " Zhuang Qingqing sighed with emotion, and her words suddenly became abstruse: "maybe after a hundred years, we will all die, and the data will still be left in a corner of a server in the world. This is the eternal life of mankind. "

Su Qingyuan listened to her words, her thoughts could not help drifting away.

As soon as those things happened on Saturday, Zhou Yifeng admitted that he was banned. Is there any connection between them? Can it be that Liu Junning is still angry because of Feng's words, and feels that he is not happy after beating him, so he has to make up for it?

But he is only a postman after all Can you have so much power to block a net red?

Su Qingyuan always felt that he was a bit of a shadow catcher, but he had a myriad of ideas in his mind, which were not clear.

A boy raised his mobile phone and turned his voice to the maximum: "you see, this is the apology video just sent by Feng Zhixuan. He asked for the platform to let him go back with a runny nose and tears."

In the video, Feng Zhuo Xuan dyed his black hair back, shaved a clean inch, dressed in a serious white shirt and looked like a good young man. He desperately apologized to the camera and repeatedly said that he would be a positive anchor.

Unfortunately, no one gave him the chance.

In January, on the verge of Chinese new year, a city ushered in the coldest time, followed by the final exam that students hate.

The new year is relatively early, so the semester is shortened by two weeks. The final exam is scheduled on Monday and Tuesday. The paper will be judged on Wednesday. The wrong questions will be explained on Thursday, and the new year's Eve will be on Friday. The teachers are in a hurry to finish the content of the textbook. They usually have one or two weeks to review the final exam, and there is no time for this semester. It can be said that if we close the last chapter of the book, we have to test the whole content.

But this final exam has a reward mechanism, which makes good students eager to try. The school has given 15 places to participate in the winter camp, six for two experimental classes, and three for eight ordinary classes. If you can get good results in the final exam, you can get the opportunity to participate in the winter camp. You can not only go to the less cold places in the South with the group, but also have competition and exchange classes with other strong schools.This makes the students who will face the social pressure of "seven aunts and eight aunts" especially excited.

Liu Ying had planned to take Su Qingyuan and Su Yao to the grandparents' home in city B for the new year. The two elders had not seen the two children for a long time, and they all wanted to keep them for the whole winter vacation. Su Qingyuan is the most filial, even if this pair of grandparents is not her own, she is willing to let the old people see, do a filial duty for the original owner. So when she heard that there was a winter camp, she was very worried about whether she wanted to participate.

Later, a parents' meeting was held before the final exam. When Liu Ying learned about the winter camp, she encouraged her two children to have a good exam. Her grandparents could stay at home until the sixth day of junior high school.

The final exam ended in a heavy snow. Su Qingyuan's achievements as always stay in the top three, very smoothly won the quota. Su Yao is still in the middle and lower reaches of class two, not all the winter vacation activities.

On the evening of new year's Eve, Liu Ying and her two children packed their schoolbags and prepared to take the high-speed railway to B city the next day. Su Qingyuan doesn't have much luggage. She only brings a few clothes to change, homework for winter vacation, and competition books for winter camp. She is going to go directly from her grandparents' home to the south for winter camp.

Before leaving, she looked at the calendar, and immediately it was not far away from Sunday. She didn't know whether Liu Junning was from the city or not, and whether she wanted to go home with the Spring Festival.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to send him a wechat to talk about leaving city A. but he had so many newspapers to send. If he said hello to him every time he went out, wouldn't he be dead tired?

After thinking about it, she took out a piece of colored paper from her schoolbag, wrote down a line, folded it and stuffed it in the small mailbox at the door.

On New Year's Eve, most newspapers in a city will print the last issue before the afternoon, and then suspend publication until the seventh day of the new year.

All the masters from other parts of the post office have gone home. Only Lu Liao and the other two old masters can deliver newspapers.

He had promised Lao sun that he would only deliver "mathematical Enigma" and "senior citizen's Daily" for him, but he saw that the post and telecommunications office was really short of manpower, so he took the initiative to undertake the final issues of the evening and daily newspapers.

On Friday night, there were three-quarters fewer cars on the road, and only a few pedestrians were in a hurry to go home for new year's Eve dinner. Lu Zonghua gets together with his old brothers at this time of the year, and no one accompanies him for the Spring Festival.

He was carrying a pile of newspapers, riding fast on the road, door to door to deliver evening papers.

According to his original temperament, he must have put all the newspapers on the doorknobs. But when he thought of Su Qingyuan's small hand last time to help him deliver the old age papers one by one, he felt that he should listen to her and become better.

He was strong and fierce. When he hit people's doors, they would bang. When several families came to open the door, they all looked disgusted. But when I opened the door, I saw that the young man was covered with snow, but the newspaper was intact, and they were all soft hearted - after all, the people who could still stick to their posts on New Year's Eve were respectable. So some gave him a cup of hot water, and others gave him some dumplings.

Lu Liao didn't want any of them. After they were all delivered, he carried the Old Age newspaper to Lijing garden.

The aunt on the third floor likes to ask for discount coupons from the supermarket, and the aunt on the fifth floor likes to ask for all kinds of brain twists and puzzles. He gave them several times, and he remembers them all.

Whenever there were color pages with coupons and puzzles, he would give them more.

After delivering the whole building, he took the last newspaper, shook the snow on his head and knocked on Su Qingyuan's door.

At first he knocked very lightly, but after a few knocks, no one answered the door. His heart became impatient and he knocked three times.

With a click, the gate opposite 105 opened and a kind old woman came out.

"Young man, do you have Su's newspaper? Just put it in the mailbox. " The old woman put on a cotton padded jacket: "I heard the daughter-in-law of the Su family say that their mother-in-law three are going to B city to find their grandparents for the new year. They are leaving in big bags and small bags, and they are not at home these days."

Lu Liao's face suddenly cooled down: "when will you come back?"

The old woman shook her head: "who knows, it seems that she is staying for the whole winter vacation, and she is staying until the seventh day of the first day of the second lunar new year. I don't know. "

Lu Liao clenched his fist, and the Old Age newspaper turned into a crumpled lump.

"Go back, go back for the new year." The old woman sighed and closed the door.

Lu Liao loosened his fist, straightened the newspaper, folded it and stuffed it into the mailbox. Turning around, he saw the paper written by Su Qingyuan, which fell into the envelope with only one corner exposed.

It took him a long time to pull out the paper, on which was her beautiful font:

"to the little brother who sent the newspaper: our family went to visit relatives in city B, please put the newspaper in the mailbox, thank you!"

In a short sentence, he looked back and forth several times, finally folded it, held it in the palm of his hand, and sat down on his legs at the entrance of the corridor.

This is the second letter he has received from her since he met her. The first is a letter of divorce, and the second is this notice.

She clearly has his wechat, why not send him a message directly? He can take advantage of her not to leave, find an excuse to come to see her.Write these cold notes to him, put them in the mailbox, and he may not see them.

Lu Liao looks at the entrance of the building. His eyes are colder than snow.

105 the old woman opposite cooked a pot of dumplings. Hearing the news in the corridor, she opened her cat's eyes and looked at it. For more than an hour, the young man who delivered the newspaper was still sitting in the corridor. She didn't say a word and didn't know whether it was cold or not.

Trembling, she went to the bedside table and took out a small phone book: "don't you remember the grandfather Su who used to live opposite us? They moved away. It seems that they called a few days ago and asked me to remember a new landline number... "

Sitting in the corridor, Lu Liao thought of his childhood.

His parents died early, and his grandfather Lu Zonghua brought him up. Lu Zonghua is in charge of the whole business empire by himself, and he has no children to inherit. Almost from the day he was born, he has placed all the hopes of the whole family on him.

He has no childhood, no fun, and even grew up, not a family reunion, eating dumplings.

Lu Zonghua always has social parties, and most of the waiters in his family have gone. A whole mountain, cold and quiet, as if he was alone.

Later, he fell in love with the car and lived with it every year.

But Lu Zonghua didn't want to respect his wishes, so he didn't let him deal with cars too much. In his impression, the number of his car that grandfather smashed can't be counted.

Every time he found out that he was going to touch the car secretly, he would take such a thick crutch to knock his face bone.

When he grew up, Lu Zonghua couldn't beat him, so he found a group of bodyguards to watch him. No matter what he is interested in, he just wants to send him to Wharton Business School.

What Lu Zonghua wants to cultivate is not a grandson, but an outstanding entrepreneur and a money making machine.

Finally, he couldn't stand such close to imprisonment. He dropped out of College in his second year and went out to live on his own.

Cat in the corner of the abandoned warehouse, or mix up in the modified car club, he has always been a person.

And tonight he knocked on the door of thousands of families, which are all hot and bustling.

After meeting Su Qingyuan, he felt that the most empty place in his heart seemed to be filled with joy from time to time.

But now it seems that he has to be alone.

Lu Liao took the corner of his mouth, folded the note left by Su Qingyuan carefully and put it in his chest pocket.

He got up and wanted to leave, but he still couldn't help it and dialed her.

"Hello, brother Liu?" Su Qingyuan answered the phone in a voice full of new year's joy: "happy new year."

"Well." Lu Liao listened to her voice and said, "where are you?"

"I'm at Grandma's for the new year." There was some noise in the microphone. There was the sound of the Spring Festival Gala, and it seemed that someone was calling her name to eat dried fruit. Su Qingyuan covered the microphone and asked him, "what about you?"

Lu Liao did not answer, and asked her: "listen to your neighbors, you come back on the seventh day?"

Su Qingyuan said: "have you been to my house? See my note? My mother and sister go back on the seventh day of junior high school, but I I'm going to the winter camp organized by the school. I'm going directly from my grandmother's home. Maybe I'll go back a week before the school starts. "

"Yes." Lu Liao answered.

One week before the beginning of school, there are still three weeks to go.

"Little brother, grandma called me. I'm going to die. Happy New Year!"

Before he spoke, he hung up there.

With a sigh of relief, Lu Liao stood up and rode on his motorcycle.

Ninety percent of the shops on the street were closed. He didn't bother to go to the shop, and he didn't know where to go. He looked at the still full fuel tank and drove aimlessly on the street.

In city B, Su Qingyuan sits at a round table, eating pine nuts with her grandparents and watching the Spring Festival Gala. Grandma bought her two red reunion flowers from the market and insisted that she wear them on her ponytail. She seldom enjoyed such a lively new year's Eve, so she put on flowers to make Grandma happy. She cherishes this moment.

But just now his phone call confused her thoughts. I feel that he is quiet. Is there no one to accompany him for the Spring Festival?

It seems that he has never heard of his family. Did he stay in this city alone?

At the party, Su Qingyuan didn't laugh when the famous comedian was playing a sketch.

After a while, grandma's landline rang. Su Qingyuan sat in the most outer position and stood up to answer the phone.

There was an old voice on the other end of the phone: "is it grandfather Su's home?"

Su Qingyuan didn't know who was there. He politely replied, "this is Su's family. I'm Su's granddaughter. Who's calling, please?"

So polite, it should be the younger one. The old woman asked, "is it round? I'm from lijingyuan 101. Let's face each other. "

Su Qingyuan immediately matched the voice with the neighbor. She said with a smile: "it's me, I'm Su Qingyuan, grandma Du, happy New Year! Are you looking for my grandparents? "Granny Du said, "Oh, help me to celebrate the new year with them. I'm not looking for them. Just now, a young man from the post office came to deliver newspapers to your house. He stayed at the door for more than an hour before he left. Would you ask your mother and sister if they had sent something important and forgot to take it? Shall I keep it for you tomorrow? "

Su Qingyuan was stunned.

He went to their house and waited for more than an hour?

Why doesn't he go home for new year's Eve? He's still delivering newspapers outside Why is it so worrying? If she stayed at home, she would invite him in and invite him to eat some dumplings.

Su Qingyuan sat back in the room, a little restless. She opened wechat, opened the dialog with him, typed several versions, then deleted them one by one.

Finally, she stood up and said to Liu Ying, "Mom, I'll call Jingjing."

Liu Ying said yes with a smile.

She went to the farthest balcony with her mobile phone, and suddenly remembered that he once said, so coincidentally, my nickname is Liu Jingjing.

This little brother, there's nothing she can do about him.

A city, still heavy snow.

Lu Liao did not wear a helmet, the north wind like a knife across the cheek, he did not feel cold. He didn't know how long he had been riding, and his mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

He didn't want to pay attention at first, but his mobile phone shocked again and again. He had no choice but to park his car on the street and take it out to have a look.

"Caller Su Qingqing", he did not believe his eyes for a moment.

His fingertips were cold, and it snowed, so he rowed many times to get through the phone - he was afraid that she would hang up before he could scratch the screen.

There came her soft voice: "little brother."

Lu Liao also gave a gentle "um".

She asked, "are you celebrating Chinese new year alone today?"

Lu Liao said, "I don't celebrate the new year."

Su Qingyuan was sad to hear that. She said, "I'm sorry."

I didn't stay at home. I gave you a plate of dumplings.

She thought about it and said, "shall I sing you a new year's song?"

Lu Liao did not speak and listened quietly.

After a while, her voice came from the receiver: "happy new year, happy new year, I wish you all a happy new year. We sing, we dance and wish you a happy new year.... "

Her voice is a little trembling, can be heard, nervous and not self-confident, like forcing themselves, biting the roots of their teeth to sing out. Shyness and embarrassment are spilling through the screen.

He remembers the last time he asked her if she wanted to go to KTV, she said that her singing was very bad. Now it seems that it is. It's just the simplest children's song. She goes up and down, singing out of tune.

But Su Qingyuan, why is she so cute?

In a strange street, there are no pedestrians on the road, only red lanterns hanging on the street lamps, reflecting the snow, bringing him some new year atmosphere.

And his little girl secretly stood on the balcony and lowered her voice to sing new year's songs to him.

She reminded him that many, many years ago, when he was 30 years old, he stood alone on the top of the mountain, watching the fireworks in the night sky.

Lu Liao's heart is boiling hot.

He held the phone tightly, his knuckles a little white.

"Happy new year, Su Qingyuan," he said

At 11 o'clock, Su Qingyuan and his mother gathered around the round table to make dumplings. The preparation was very poor. They cooked at 12 o'clock, and they could eat at 12 o'clock.

Lu Liao still stood at the corner of the street and dialed the monkey's phone: "are you with your brother?"

The monkey's voice was full of joy: "yes, I'm at home with Fu Zhi. I'm making dumplings for him."

Lu Liao asked him, "can you make dumplings?"

The monkey giggled: "I can't, but the boy doesn't know who to learn from. It's good-looking to wrap it up. Brother, are you coming to our family for the new year? I'll cook dumplings for you. If you come here, I'll have both brothers and no regrets in my life! "

Lu Liao said, "I won't go there. Ask your brother if there will be a winter camp in their school in the new year."

When it comes to winter camp, the monkey is even more happy: "some, some, there are 8 ordinary classes in the school, only 3 places. My brother passed the exam and said he would go next week!"

Lu Liao said, "you are busy."

From the first day to the fourth day of the lunar new year, Su Qingyuan is visiting his mother and grandmother everywhere. On the fifth day of junior high school, she finally had time to find out her winter vacation homework. On the seventh day of junior high school, she has to go to the south for winter camp and review the knowledge of mathematics competition.

Liu Ying went to work on the seventh day of junior high school, so she took Su Yao back to a city on the sixth night of junior high school. Su Qingyuan stayed in her grandmother's house for an extra night. At noon on the seventh day of the lunar new year, she took the high-speed railway to T city and went to the winter camp by herself.

Gu Yingying, the deputy leader of the mathematics competition group, is the teacher in charge of the winter camp. Some of the children came to T city by bus from city a, and the rest came by themselves like Su Qingyuan. Su Qingyuan's car was just ten minutes later than the big army. When she left the station, the minibus of Yizhongbao was waiting outside.T city is still very warm in winter, more than ten degrees. Gu Yingying was wearing a light green dress. She saw Su Qingyuan from a distance and waved to her tenderly.

Su Qingyuan went out on his own for the first time. When he saw the teacher there, he was relieved. She tried to get on the car, and Miao Jing, Fan Bo and Fu Zhi were already in the car. She found her brand and sat in the second row.

"Well, the rest of the students go to the hotel by themselves, and we won't wait for them." Gu Yingying, with a loudspeaker in his hand, said very gently, "now let me emphasize discipline. This winter camp is the same as when we were at school. We have rules on work and rest time. I hope you can abide by the discipline and do not leave our hotel except for collective activities. We packed the conference room on the 12th floor of the hotel, where we could finish our homework or study every night for two hours. So I hope you can listen carefully in class time, don't bring winter vacation homework to class

With these words, Gu Yingying pointed to the driver next to her in the driver's seat: "this is Mr. Liu, who will be responsible for our car problems and other matters. When I'm away, you can also ask Mr. Liu if you have any questions. "

Before the voice fell, "Mr. Liu" stood up from the driver's seat and turned to say hello to the students.

Wang Ying exclaimed: "this, this is not the opening ceremony of the Eighth National Games Did you save our handsome brother? "

The tall man with one hand on the back of the seat and his eyes on Su Qingyuan said, "don't you call Miss Liu?"

Lu Liao's stature is tall and strong, with a natural sense of ferocity, which makes people afraid and want to see more.

But he was next to the identity of "teacher". When the students saw him, they were less afraid. On the contrary, they thought he was cool and special. They are used to seeing the teacher in a straight line. In the face of such a maverick "teacher", their eyes are shining.

We can't see that Lu Liao's words are teasing Su Qingyuan. We just think that he is talking to all the students, so they all shout out: "Hello, Miss Liu!"

Su Qingyuan didn't know why he came to the South and took the job, so he blushed and whispered, "Miss Liu."

Lu Liao raised his lips: "good."

He returned to the driver's seat: "fasten your seat belt."

Su Qingyuan is obedient to the safety belt on the body.

Two rows behind her is Wang Ying. Wang Ying took a few rows of students nearby to gossip: "Ai Ai Ai, you know, this teacher Liu was a volunteer at the opening ceremony of the Eighth National Games last time. We met a group of six in the gangsters, is he beat the gangsters away, a person hit five more than enough, super handsome

Someone who went to the Eighth National Games asked, "isn't it? How can I remember the last report that said the name of the rescuer was Hou? Hou what... "

"Marquis." Wang Ying said: "the Marquis is another one who helps with the aftermath. Teacher Liu helped us at the beginning. Ah, what a fate. I didn't expect him to work in the teaching institution in charge of the winter camp! "

In fact, Lu Liao appeared in front of the students of No.1 middle school when the bar beat Wang Zheng. Unfortunately, in the old class of Su Qingyuan and Wang Zheng, only Miao Jing and Su Qingyuan came to the winter camp. Miao Jing didn't go to the bar that day, so no one recognized him.

Fan Bo sat in the back of Wang Ying, looked at Lu Liao, and looked out of the window.

He still remembers the last time this man carried Su Qingyuan on his back and walked around the playground. And the limited edition motorcycle painted green.

They don't work here. I'm afraid it's for Su Qingyuan's sake.

Rich people can really play.

The topic of eight trigrams changed from Lu Liao to monkey. Su Qingyuan looked back at Fu Zhi - that's his brother. However, Fu only expressionless, heard Wang Ying said excited, but also disdain to "cut" a.

Su Qingyuan sighs with emotion - what a proud monster.

At this moment, sitting beside her, Qi Fei pulled her arm: "Qingyuan, why haven't you come out with us recently?"

"Eh?" Su Qingyuan turned to look at him.

In my memory, Qi Fei is a boy who is very close to the original owner. Once upon a time, there was a small circle of the original owners. They were usually idle, and they didn't like to study. They just liked to play crazy. If they had nothing to do, they made an appointment to go to KTV or skating rink. There are a few in the circle who have good conditions at home and don't need her to pay for going out to play. The big guys have fun all over the picture. It's a small group that gives teachers a headache.

In this small group, Qi Fei is the best. He is now in class two.

However, after su Qingyuan came over, he devoted himself to study and naturally separated himself from small groups. There are also so many times, someone asked her to go out, let her refuse. In addition, she took the third place in the school, so no one in the small group took her out.

Qi Fei asked her with a smile, "I think you've gone to Xueba recently?"

Su Qingyuan didn't know how to answer, so he said, "aren't you, too? I did well in the final exam

Qi Fei nodded: "I'm a sophomore in high school now. It's time to study hard and not to toss."

After that, he took out a packet of sugar from his schoolbag: "it's easy to get carsick in this kind of minibus. I've brought some plum candy here. You can have one. We'll be at the hotel in a moment."He raised Su Qingyuan's hand across the clothes, let her palm up, and poured plum sugar into her palm.

At this time, suddenly a brake, sugar all off, Qifei also hit the first row of seats.

He was a little angry and stood up from his seat: "Miss Liu, what's the matter?"

"There's an old lady. Turn right and let's go straight." Lu Liaotou didn't reply: "I told you to fasten your seat belts. How come your teacher in No.1 middle school talks well, but I don't?"

His voice was icy, with an unquestionable sense of command. Qi Fei is a student. Naturally, he doesn't dare to talk back to him. He wants to sit back.

Lu Liao said, "wait a minute."

We're in the same place.

Lu Liao said: "after a while, all the big guys get off the bus. You clean up the ground."

"I see." Qi Fei returned to his seat with a calm face.

Su Qingyuan looked up at the big rear-view mirror of the minibus - he was driving very seriously with no expression.

But she always felt that he was deliberately making things difficult for Qi Fei.

She smiles and closes her eyes to listen to the song.

Behind her, Wang Ying screamed in a low voice: "ah, this teacher Liu a exploded!"

The party came to the hotel, and two or three students did not arrive. Gu Yingying asked everyone to pack up their own things in the hotel room first, and then go to the study room for self-study. After waiting for everyone, they will send out the curriculum arrangements for these days.

Su Qingyuan didn't start from his own home. He had very little luggage. He soon finished packing and went to the conference room on the 12th floor with his book.

Gu Yingying is preparing materials on the platform, while Lu Liao sits under the platform with his legs crossed, idly playing with his mobile phone.

Su Qingyuan was the first to arrive. She sat down in the first row and said hello to Gu Yingying.

Gu Yingying smiles at her, puts the materials in his hand neatly, and says to Lu Liao, "Miss Liu, please keep an eye on the class for a while. I'll go and copy the curriculum."

Lu Liao nodded at will and looked at Su Qingyuan.

Su Qingyuan was stunned by him and whispered: "Miss Liu..."

Lu Liao curved his eyebrows with a smile.

She also thought it strange to call a teacher, so she asked, "Why are you here?"

Lu Liao leaned back, leaving only two hind legs on the ground. He maintained a delicate sense of balance, slightly shaking the body back and forth, lazily said: "no one to accompany me for the new year, sing to me, feel bored to come." With that, he added: "earn extra money."

When Su Qingyuan thought of the happy New Year song that day, his ears turned red. She nodded: "I heard that the bus needs a-ben to drive. You are really good."

Lu Liao pointed to the outside of the hotel: "that one is a Zhongba. I got B1. It's going to be a few years before I'm old enough to get A1. "

"I heard that many teachers are proud of taking a-books." Su Qingyuan praised him sincerely: "it's really amazing. There's the big trailer with lots of wheels, which is also very powerful

Lu Liao said, "I've learned from my master, but I'm not old enough. I didn't finish my teaching and I didn't take the book."

Su Qingyuan showed a look of worship: "how old can I get a?"

Lu Liao told her, "26."

Su Qingyuan asked, "how many years are you still short?"

With a thump, Lu Liao let the front leg of the chair fall to the ground. He leaned forward, half lying on her desk: "little girl, I'm four years older than you."

She's 16, so he's only 20.

She pursed her lips and looked at his angular face. She always felt that he looked more mature than 20 years old - maybe life was too difficult to temper a calm atmosphere on him.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lu Liao asked discontentedly, "why do you think Lao Tzu is old?"

Su Qingyuan chuckled: it's called "Teacher Liu". How can I return it to Laozi? It's too indecent. She said, "it's getting old. Is it hard to learn to drive a truck? "

She naturally turned the topic away, Lu Liao did not care with her, directly answered her question: "it's very difficult, but it's also very fun."

When she was interested, she threw the book aside and didn't want to read it. She just went over and asked, "where's the fun?"

She blinked round apricot eyes, like a child. Lu Liao felt soft in his heart and told her a story in a soft voice: "one new year, he ran a long distance with his master and pulled a load of sand. It was asked to be pulled in before the 28th of the lunar new year. After time, all the workers went home. My master and I calculated the time and started from here with the surplus, but we caught up with the fog in the middle of the journey, and the highway was closed. I took turns sleeping with my master in the car. I was afraid that I would run out of fuel and no place to add it. I didn't dare to turn on the warm air. I just froze at the entrance of the highway and waited for the release. It took almost eight hours to disperse the fog. The quantity that was sure to arrive was so delayed. I'll run to my destination with my master

Su Qingyuan heard this, the heart all pulled up: "then, ran to?"

Lu Liao said with a smile: "running is running, but it's late. We arrived in the early morning of the 29th of the lunar new year. None of the workers left. The unloading and receiving workers left."Su Qingyuan frowned: "ah? What should we do? If you pull the sand back, you'll have to pay for the oil? "

Lu Liao said: "my master calls other people's factories and asks if he can send someone to unload the goods. Even if he owes money first, he can't let us work in vain. It said that the workers went back to their hometown and no one came to unload the goods. We have to be able to unload ourselves. But how can we unload it? Then a big load of sand will have to be unloaded on New Year's Eve. My master was already over fifty years old. He thought the deal was going to be lost. He stood beside the truck of sand and shed tears. He's still waiting for the money to go home for the new year. "

Su Qingyuan is distressed to hear that.

Lu Liao changed his words and said, "I put my master next to me and got on the bus again. It's too small, and I'm not very skilled. It took me more than a dozen to turn the big goods around. I drove out along the road and stopped about one or two hundred meters. Then get out of the car, open the back door, get on the car, put in reverse gear, step on the accelerator all the way back to the scene. Put your foot on the brake where you can unload the goods. "

Su Qingyuan's brain is very easy to use, and instantly understood: "because of inertia, the sand fell out of the car?"

Lu Liao nodded: "it's nearly half lost. Then I did it five or six times, shaking off all the sand and taking the master home. "

After hearing this, Su Qingyuan narrowed his eyes, put his hands together, and looked adored: "ah, you are so smart!"

Lu liaochong looked at her indulgently: "what's the use? Back home, I'm getting lice. It's too hard to run big, there's no place to eat, there's no place to sleep, and it's especially prone to accidents. "

Su Qingyuan nodded: "you'd better send newspapers. I'll talk to my mother next year about ordering more newspapers with lucky money."

Lu Liao's heart was suddenly poked, and the flood of feelings poured out. He felt her hair: "you'd better keep your lucky money and buy more delicious food for yourself."

At this time, Qi Fei also came in from the outside. He was wearing a thin coat and carrying a schoolbag. Instead of coming from the room, he seemed to have just gone out.

He looked at Lu Liao and Su Qingyuan with a smile in his eyes. There was a complicated look in his eyes.

He went to Su Qingyuan and said, "come out, I'll have a word with you."

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