Quick Wear: The female supporting role is soft-hearted and cruel, and the big boss chases her and ki

Chapter 145 That Academic Master, Come and Explain the Questions 4

"Oh, I'm cooking, stop making trouble."

Grandma said helplessly: "It will be ready soon, go wait on the sofa."

"it is good."

Mingnan rubbed her back, then reluctantly let go.

Shredded potatoes were the last dish, and all the dishes were ready. Mingnan helped to get the bowls and chopsticks to serve the rice. The two of them didn't have a dining table to eat, so they sat on the sofa and ate at the coffee table.

While eating, grandma kept serving food to Mingnan, "You are tired from studying, eat more to replenish your body."

"I also bought a bag of walnuts. They say walnuts are good for the brain. You can take them to your room and eat them later."

"Don't you want to eat?" Mingnan moved the bowl away, "I can't put it down anymore, Grandma, you eat it."

"What else can this tofu pudding do for you?" Grandma gave her another piece of meat.

Mingnan couldn't persuade her and ate half a bowl of rice.

After washing the dishes, she collapsed on the sofa, listening to the sound from the TV and looking at the afterglow of the setting sun coming in through the window. She was in a trance for a moment.

She hadn't felt this kind of home atmosphere for a long time.

"It's going to rain on Monday, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out." Grandma patted her hands.

Mingnan came back to his senses, nodded and said, "I understand."

Grandma looked at her lovingly, reached out and gently touched her hair, and asked in a gentle voice: "How have you been recently? Can you understand the lessons? Are you getting along well with your classmates?"

"Okay, everything is fine." Mingnan held her hand and placed it on his face.

Years of hard work have made grandma's hands rough and dry, but they are still warm, and the calluses on her palms give people an indescribable sense of peace.

"The weather is hot, grandma, don't be reluctant to spend that little bit of electricity. Turn on the air conditioner when necessary, or turn on the fan. Don't overheat yourself."

"Well, I'm not stupid, don't keep thinking about me."

Grandma glared at her in pretend anger, stood up, released her hand and said, "Okay, go do your homework, I'll cut some fruit for you."

"Grandma is so nice~" Mingnan smiled and leaned over to kiss her on the face. The kiss stunned her and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Mingnan picked up his schoolbag and went back to his room with a smile.

Grandma laughed, "Tsk, this child..."

She touched the place where she was kissed, smiled, and hummed a tune as she walked into the kitchen.

As Mingnan entered the room, her expression turned cold. She took out a piece of paper, sat down, twirled the pen for a while, and made a plan for revenge.

……

It really started raining early Monday morning.

Mingnan went out with an umbrella and walked towards the bus stop. When she passed by the breakfast shop, she saw someone coming out. She subconsciously took a look and was stunned.

Under the dim sky, people are hurrying to and fro in the breakfast shop.

The boy's school uniform was brand new and white. He stood tall and straight on the steps like a graceful magnolia.

He didn't seem to bring an umbrella, and he hesitated for a moment as he looked at the continuous raindrops under the eaves.

"Shen Yang——"

A crisp voice suddenly rang out. Shen Yang looked up and saw the girl who bumped into him that day jumping over the puddle with an umbrella in hand and walking towards him quickly.

Behind her was a leaden sky, dark traffic, and everything was dim. She was like a fluttering butterfly, fresh and lively.

The raised face is not made up, clean and beautiful.

Shen Yang's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at her steadily.

"Meeting is destiny, shall we go together?"

Mingnan stopped at the bottom of the stairs and tilted the umbrella towards him.

Her umbrella can be used for both sunny and rainy days. The outside is silver-pink, and the inside is a mixture of orange, pink and white. It looks like an oil painting or cream, and is quite dreamy.

She stood under the umbrella, and the whole world was bright because of her.

Shen Yang retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "No need."

"Really? If you walk over like this, your clothes will get wet."

Mingnan took a step after him.

Shen Yang raised his eyebrows, "How do you know I didn't bring an umbrella?"

"I guessed it, and now it seems that I guessed it right." Mingnan smiled, "It's just a matter of convenience, but you really don't want to go with me? Do you hate me, or are you shy?"

Provoking someone always works, especially on young boys, and Shen Yang is no exception.

He looked at Mingnan for a moment, then suddenly reached out and grasped the umbrella handle, taking the umbrella easily.

He held the umbrella in one hand and put the other hand in his trouser pocket. He leaned forward slightly to look Mingnan in the eye and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, but I'll do the job of holding the umbrella. You're a little short."

Mingnan: "???"

Three minutes later, the two of them walked towards the bus stop sharing an umbrella.

From the back, Shen Yang's umbrella was a little crooked, and was leaning towards Mingnan.

Drizzle, flower umbrella, and young men standing side by side, they look so well-matched, like the beginning of a romantic story.

However, when viewed from the front, both of them had no expression and did not speak, just like two unfamiliar mutes who were forced together.

205: [Host, are you angry? ]

Mingnan: [Oh, why am I angry? I am short, so what? He is tall, why doesn't he become a telephone pole? If he has the guts, he can poke a hole through the earth! ]

The people around him suddenly stopped walking, Mingnan looked at him unhappily, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and suddenly asked, "I don't know your name yet."

"Mingnan."

"Which two words?"

"It's as clear as day, and I won't turn back until I hit the wall."

Don’t hit the wall and don’t look back?

Shen Yang nodded, "I see."

Why does this sound so awkward?

Mingnan narrowed his eyes and continued walking forward, "Shen Yang, do you have any problem with me?"

Shen Yang immediately followed and handed the umbrella forward, "No."

"Then why do I feel that you speak in a sarcastic tone?"

"illusion."

"Do you do this to everyone?"

"Ah."

Mingnan: "..."

She took a deep breath and smiled, "Can I ask you a question?"

Shen Yang: “Hmm?”

"How did you get to this age?"

This mouth is full of hatred.

Shen Yang met her accusing look and actually smiled.

The smile was so light and shallow, so quick that it seemed like an illusion to Mingnan.

It's short-lived, but unforgettable.

"Maybe I'm just lucky."

Shen Yang's eyes slid across her face and landed behind her, and he said softly, "The car is here."

……

Mingnan and Shen Yang said goodbye at the entrance of the teaching building, and then... met again at the classroom door.

Mingnan: "?"

She took a step back and slowly looked up at the class sign: Class 1, Grade 3.

That's right.

She saw Shen Yang didn't move, so she asked hesitantly, "Do you still have the habit of seeing Buddha off to the west?"

Shen Yang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said in a gentle voice, "No, I'm giving it to myself."

Mingnan frowned, "You transferred here?"

"Transfer school." After saying these two words, Shen Yang walked into the classroom.

Mingnan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "It's really fate."

Many people had already arrived in the class. They were talking in groups of three or four, or copying homework. When they saw Shen Yang come in, everyone was stunned and suddenly became quiet.

Shen Yang ignored everyone's curious gazes, walked straight to the empty seat in the last row, sat down, took out a book and started reading.

Mingnan was sitting diagonally in front of him.

When she sat down, Shen Yang lazily raised his eyelids, then quickly drooped them again.