MTL - She Came To My Concert-Chapter 29

When Zhu Wenshu realized that Ling Chen took off his mask and looked away just to drink Coke, not to signal her to post red flowers, it was too late.

There are other classes competing on the playground.

Ling Chen turned his head slowly, his eyes moved more slowly, and looked at Zhu Wenshu amidst the enthusiastic cheers.

If people's eyes are the windows of the soul, then Zhu Wenshu saw the scene before the rainstorm from Ling Chen's window at this time—thick clouds rolling and strong winds.

Although he didn't say anything, Zhu Wenshu didn't understand why he had such a big reaction just by posting a little red flower.

Oh…

Then she realized belatedly, this is Ling Chen! It was Ling Chen who would only be presented with flowers and trophies! Not those parents who cooperate with their children to pretend to be childish and obedient in front of her.

Isn't putting a simple little red flower on the face of a National People's Congress star equivalent to wearing a JK skirt for boxing champion Tyson?

"Uh…"

The speed of his brain was not faster than that of his hands, and with a squeak, Zhu Wenshu tore off the little red flower from the tiger's butt.

Ling Chen let out a soft "hiss", frowned at Zhu Wenshu, and then looked down at the sticker in her hand.

"what are you doing?"

"Does it hurt you?"

Zhu Wenshu said embarrassingly, "I just posted the wrong person..."

Maybe it really hurt a little, Ling Chen stretched out his hand and touched the place where his face was glued.

"Then who did you want to post it to?"

Zhu Wenshu: "Ling Siyuan's father."

"..."

The movement of touching the face stagnated, and Ling Chen turned his head to look over, "Why, he was the first to run just now?"

Zhu Wenshu: "..."

Wow, how did he manage to express his pride in winning the Grammy Award by being the first in an elementary school parent-child sports meeting relay?

Ling Chen: "Post it back."

Zhu Wenshu: "...Oh!"

She tore off another sticker, and when she stretched out her hand, she suddenly looked up at Ling Chen, a little hesitant.

Is he serious?

Seeing her hesitate, Ling Chen sighed.

Then he half-closed his eyes and looked at the crowd running and jumping in front of him, bent down, and put his profile face in front of Zhu Wenshu.

Suddenly there was no need to raise his hand, Zhu Wenshu moved very lightly, he didn't even carefully press twice, after pasting it, he withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded.

Afterwards, Ling Chen coughed, pulled on the mask to cover the sticker on his face, and stopped talking.

Zhu Wenshu looked at his mask and sighed silently.

He is afraid of being seen, but he insists on competing for the symbol of honor. This is a man's wonderful sense of victory.

"Then I'll go first."

Zhu Wenshu stuffed the remaining stack of little red flowers into the bag, "Our teacher still has competitions."

Because it was not a school-wide official sports meeting, the school didn't pay much attention to it. The teacher competition was just a situation, and three teams were divided into three groups with three key teachers as the captains.

There are only three items: tug-of-war, relay run and rope skipping.

None of which Zhu Wenshu was good at.

However, the students and their parents were very enthusiastic, and cheered loudly for the teachers around the field.

The teachers were infected, and everyone started to warm up, as if they were going to take it seriously.

At the beginning of the tug-of-war competition, Zhu Wenshu, who was not very strong, tried to get away with it, but with so many students and parents watching around, she was embarrassed to paddle too obviously, so her movements seemed a little contrived.

However, many parents followed the students and yelled "Good luck, teacher", which made her even more embarrassed.

And Ling Chen didn't know when he came over again, mixed in the crowd, his eyes followed their team all the time.

Ugh.

During the competition in full swing, Zhu Wenshu, who was dragged by the rope in a hurry, thought to himself, can't the school arrange some interesting events for the teachers?

field side.

Ling Xingyan, who had never won a game, folded his arms and began to comment.

"Look at Teacher Zhu's small body, I'm afraid that if she doesn't pay attention, she will be squeezed into a sandwich biscuit by the teachers in front and behind."

"Oh, I lost."

"Tsk, look at Teacher Zhu's blushing, how much exercise do you need, don't you usually lack exercise?"

Ling Chen didn't make a sound, the corners of his mouth under the mask slightly curled up.

In the next second, a figure blew past him like a wind.

When he saw clearly, Lu Zibin had already handed the mineral water to Zhu Wenshu.

"Ouch…"

Ling Xingyan shook his head, "Isn't this flattering the teacher a bit too much?"

He turned to look at Ling Chen, "Really?"

Wearing sunglasses, Ling Xingyan couldn't see Ling Chen's expression, but only heard him comment four words in a calm tone.

"Evil tendencies."

After a while, the relay race came to an end.

Ling Xingyan was a little shaken when he saw the unhealthy wind and took a bottle of water to blow at Zhu Wenshu.

"Tell me, should I also give Teacher Zhu a tissue to wipe off my sweat..."

Before waiting for a response, he turned his head to look.

What about people?

Thinking of something, Ling Xingyan looked towards the end of the runway.

The man wearing sunglasses and a mask leaned against the table behind the finish line, with a bag in one hand and a bottle of mineral water in the other.

Ling Xing said: "..."

Ling Siyuan didn't know when he ran over, stared blankly at Ling Chen in the distance, and asked, "Father, what is uncle doing there?"

"Your uncle..."

Ling Xingyan rubbed his head, "I'm working hard for you."

After rushing to the finish line, colleagues took over Zhu Wenshu's relay and rushed out.

Although Zhu Wenshu crossed the finish line and walked towards the rest area, he kept his head turned backwards. He felt very ashamed when he saw his colleagues running with their hair flying and failed to catch up with the distance behind him.

Seeing that the outcome of this match was a foregone conclusion, Zhu Wenshu sighed.

Turning around, a bottle of mineral water was handed to her, which caught her off guard and took a step back in fright.

Zhu Wenshu heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the person handing the water. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with one hand, and took the water he handed over with the other hand.

"thanks."

The bottle cap had already been unscrewed, and Zhu Wenshu didn't make much effort. After taking two sips, he heard cheers behind him suddenly, knowing that his team had lost again, and sighed again.

Just now he said that Ling Xingyan doesn't usually exercise, but in the end he is always the one who lags behind.

"It's just a grade sports meeting."

Ling Chen suddenly said, "Mr. Zhu, what a sigh."

"Too."

Zhu Wenshu murmured, "Nuwa took a short errand when she was pinching Teacher Zhu, and she lost a lot of moral, intellectual, physical, and aesthetic work."

"Beauty is enough, so much is required."

After the words fell, both of them were taken aback.

Zhu Wenshu raised his eyes slowly, looking at Ling Chen in the dim sunlight.

The way she was sweating profusely just now...beautiful?

It's a pity that the man's sunglasses and mask hid his face tightly, and Zhu Wenshu couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Let's go, come on for the game."

He turned around and said, "The number one beauty in Experimental Primary School."

"..."

The last event was group rope skipping. I don't know if it was affected by the two unhealthy tendencies just now. As soon as the competition was over, many parents gathered around to bring water to the teachers.

Looking at the three bottles of mineral water in front of him, Zhu Wenshu rubbed his stomach.

Thank you very much, but I really can't drink it anymore.

After the sports meeting, the parents took the students home, while the teachers stayed behind to clean up the scene.

Fortunately, there were not many things. The male teachers were responsible for removing the tables and chairs, and the female teachers took the baskets to collect some scattered small things.

The small prizes were not finished, Zhu Wenshu carried them back to the office, opened the drawer but found that it was almost too full.

It just so happened that she took the sportswear she had changed out of in a bag and planned to take it home to wash, and it happened to be able to bring home the six small wooden carvings that Lu Zixi had given her.

Walking out of the school gate, there are still many parents and students staying on the road.

"Congratulations, teacher!"

Hearing someone calling her, Zhu Wenshu turned around and saw Ling Siyuan standing in the trunk of the black commercial vehicle she had been in, waving to her.

He was very happy today, and it was rare for Ling Xingyan to be free. He took many photos with him on the playground before he came out. At this moment, Ling Xingyan had just put his things into the trunk, and went to the side of the road to answer the phone before he could close the door.

"Are you home yet?"

Zhu Wenshu walked over, glanced at Ling Xingyan, and bent down to ask Ling Siyuan without disturbing him, "Are you happy today?"

"happy!"

Ling Siyuan originally just wanted to say goodbye to Zhu Wenshu, but suddenly remembered something, and turned to the people in the carriage and said, "Uncle, where is the fuel card I prepared? Why didn't you show it today?"

Only then did Zhu Wenshu notice that Ling Chen was sitting inside, but she was standing at the other end of the trunk, so it was not easy to see the back.

The man in the car turned his head and glanced at Zhu Wenshu from afar.

"You wish the teacher not to allow me to take it out."

"what…"

Siyuan felt it was a pity, but unwilling, he turned around and opened the zipper, revealing the light plate inside, "This light will flash, why doesn't the teacher allow uncle to take it out?"

Because the bag was rearranged, the outermost light board was not the one that Zhu Wenshu saw earlier, but the shining light board that said "Siyuan Siyuan, the third in the universe".

Fortunately, Ling Chen was not allowed to take it out.

Otherwise, ten years later, a teenager will suddenly be awakened by himself in the dead of night and pick out a dream castle with his toes.

Zhu Wenshu let out a long breath.

"The teacher is afraid that your uncle will be tired."

"Huh? Why is my uncle so tired!"

Ling Siyuan said, "Teacher, don't you know that my uncle's muscles are super powerful!"

The people in the car didn't move.

Zhu Wenshu glanced at him with a embarrassed expression.

How would I know if your uncle's muscles are strong, and I've never seen him take off his clothes.

Just at this time, Ling Xingyan called back. He might have something to deal with, so he didn't talk to Zhu Wenshu, just said hello and went to the driver's seat.

"goodbye teacher!"

Let Siyuan get in the car, and the automatic door closes slowly.

He lowered his head to fasten his seat belt, and suddenly a bag of French fries was stuffed in his arms.

He turned his head to look at Ling Chen, blinking his eyes in bewilderment.

Ling Chen didn't speak, but just looked sideways at the people outside the car window.

At this time, I heard someone calling Zhu Wenshu again in the distance.

Zhu Wenshu, who had just walked two steps, turned around and saw Lu Zibin running towards her with Lu Zixi by his arm, just parked beside the closed car.

Seeing the enthusiasm of one big and one small, Zhu Wenshu took two steps forward, "What's the matter?"

Lu Zixi stood beside her brother without saying a word, while Lu Zibin took out a gadget from his trousers bag and handed it to Zhu Wenshu.

He spread out his palm, and there was a wooden carved Doraemon inside, which was also painted.

"this is…"

Although he had guessed it, Zhu Wenshu still asked, "For me?"

"Ok."

Zhu Wenshu picked it up, but there was no happy expression on his face.

She took a closer look at the things in her hand, then at Lu Zibin's hand, and asked hesitantly, "The previous...was also given to me?"

At this time, Lu Zibin didn't plan to hide anything.

He smiled frankly, "I knew you would not accept it from the beginning, so I borrowed it from my sister."

Zhu Wenshu didn't speak, but lowered his head and frowned.

"That…"

Lu Zibin said, "Collect all seven small gifts, can I get the chance to have dinner with Teacher Zhu?"

"..."

Zhu Wenshu suddenly stuffed Doraemon back into his hand, "Sorry, the school doesn't allow parents to invite teachers to dinner in private."

After finishing speaking, she took out the other six small wooden carvings in the bag, looked around, and finally stuffed them into Lu Zixi's schoolbag.

"I'll give this back to you too. I appreciate the kindness. I don't want to do this in the future."

Lu Zibin's palms were spread out like that until Zhu Wenshu walked away. He looked at Doraemon in his palm, and although he vaguely had the answer in his heart, he was still a little bit unwilling.

What if her last sentence was just to tell him not to use children to give her gifts in the future?

If it was a refusal, why did she carry six other small wooden carvings with her?

Lu Zibin thought for a while, then looked at his younger sister who knew nothing about the world.

It seems that he is talking to her, but he is actually asking himself.

"You wish the teacher... what do you mean?"

Suddenly, the window of the car that had been quiet behind him lowered a small part of the window, and a chilly word came.

"The meaning of the good person card, don't you understand?"