MTL - Take It Easy-Chapter 31 small fire

Her fingertips were soft and delicate, and the body temperature penetrated into the blood along the skin, urging a cluster of unknown small fires to jump in her body.

Zhou Yi was taken to the attached middle school by Mu Qinglin two days later in the morning.

She was wearing a short ginger-yellow down jacket with a fluffy scarf around her neck. She felt young and lively as a whole, but her slow pace was not as fast as the old man walking on the street, and her expression was very smelly.

It was all caused by Mu Qinglin.

When getting out of the car, Mu Qinglin asked Zhou Yi to give her a shoulder bag, which made her look more student-like. She felt stupid and refused to listen. She was punished by Mu Qinglin with force, and now she is very unhappy.

"I'll take you to see your homeroom teacher Zhu Li first, it's all up to her to go through the admission procedures so quickly, please be good in a while, don't hate others." Mu Qinglin urged.

Zhou Yi felt that her tone sounded like someone's mother, so he cleared his mind, swallowed the harsh words, and asked, "Did you owe me a favor?"

"You don't have to pay back what you owe." Mu Qinglin said casually.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, spread out his hand in his pocket and wiped it.

Her palms were a little damp, sticky and uncomfortable.

From the corner of his eye, Mu Qing caught a glimpse of Zhou Yi not showing his usual natural expression, stopped what he was doing, put the phone back in his pocket and said, "From your current expression, no matter how you look at it, your classmates should be afraid of you, why are you so nervous? "

Zhou Yi turned to look at Mu Qinglin, with a cool tone, "Who is nervous? I am in awe of the status of an elderly repeater."

"All right, all right, you're right, you're right." Mu Qing died happily, "However, once your hair is dyed and your bangs are cut, no matter how you look at it, you won't be considered old. Look at this tender face. Hey, when did you learn to bite people?!"

Mu Qinglin blew on the tooth marks on her fingers a few times, regretting that she pinched Zhou Yi's face with her hand just now, but...it was so soft, the hand feeling was not so good.

—

In Class 1 of the third year, class leader Xu Chi rushed in with his homework in his hands and shouted, "There is a newcomer in our class!"

"The final exam is coming soon, how hard is this brother?"

"No, no, no, it's my sister, she's pretty good-looking, but with a glance, I think my body is already cold."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"It's already very conservative."

"Then I have to meet."

"..." Various speculations about Zhou Yi lasted for five or six minutes. As soon as Zhu Li appeared, the classroom, which was busier than the vegetable market, was immediately surrounded by a strong learning atmosphere.

Someone sat under Zhu Li's nose and took a physics book and asked the tablemate a math problem.

Zhu Li looked down with his glasses on, and said with a smile, "Should I congratulate the math teacher, or sympathize with the physics teacher?"

The two laughed dryly, and Ma Liu took out the Chinese homework from the desk pocket.

"Okay, stop pretending..." Zhu Li patted the blackboard and said, "Our class is a new student today, can you be more sincere?"

"Okay—" a group of people answered weakly.

Zhu Li laughed angrily: "I don't know the difference if I don't give you some stimulation? Come on, don't people always question whether I have ever brought up really outstanding students? Today I will let you see and see, Mu Qinglin, come in. "

As soon as the words fell, more than forty pairs of eyes in the classroom looked at the door.

Mu Qinglin suddenly felt hot all over, and didn't understand why Zhou Yi became the protagonist when Zhou Yi was a freshman.

"Come in." Zhu Li urged.

Mu Qinglin sighed, and walked into the classroom carrying Zhou Yi's heavy schoolbag that had just been filled with books.

Zhu Li asked her to stand beside him, and the glasses gradually couldn't stop her pride, "This is Mu Qinglin, a senior ten years earlier than yours. She was recommended to enter R University all the way. She doesn't even know what the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination are. The number one one, unlike someone’s, the rankings jump up and down like monkeys, and they didn’t pass the second class in the exam last week.”

As soon as Zhu Li finished speaking, "some people" couldn't sit still immediately, and said with a mournful face, "My sister is not an ordinary person. Even if I study 24 hours a day, I can't compare to her."

In an instant, the eyes focused on Mu Qinglin were fixed on Mu Zipei who was talking, and Xu Chi who was sitting at the table behind her was the first to hold back, "This is your sister? My own sister?!"

Mu Zipei was disappointed, "I grew up under her shadow, do you think I will admit my mistake?"

Xu Chi patted his chest exaggeratedly, "Hey, if I were you, my mind might have been distorted into twists."

"Who said it wasn't." Mu Zipei said in a frustrated tone, "It's only my fault that I met a sister whose photo is still posted on the honor wall of the school history museum."

Mu Qinglin was chatted like this, raised her chin to Mu Zipei with a headache and said, "Don't act..."

Mu Zipei immediately smiled and said, "Okay..."

"Oh, that's not right! Why are you here?" Mu Zipei asked belatedly.

Mu Qinglin picked up the schoolbag in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'll give it to you at the same table."

Hearing this, Zhu Li finally remembered Zhou Yi who was still standing at the door, and quickly waved to her, "Come in..."

Zhou Yi was leaning against the guardrail, staring at Mu Qinglin motionlessly.

From the first time I saw her on camera, to that repeated video, she really had the feeling that Mu Qinglin was not an "ordinary person", but she never thought that her grades would be so good.

Zhou Yi bumped his heel against the wall, straightened his body and walked in.

"Come on, let me introduce myself to everyone." Zhu Li said.

Zhou Yi said concisely, "Zhou Yi, it's not that famous book on metaphysics."

"No more?" Zhu Li waited for a long time but did not wait for the next sentence, and reminded her, "I'm not in a hurry for class, so please say a few more words."

Zhou Yi, "Female..."

Zhu Li's ears hurt from being **** by her, "Okay, okay, let's do this first, how is your eyesight?"

Zhou Yi, "5.3."

"Then sit back." Zhu Li muttered, "Let me see where you sit."

Mu Zipei immediately raised her hand, "Sit with me for sure! My sister said that this tablemate is for me!"

Mu Zipei's current deskmate and Xiao Wang Yang complained of grievance, "Then what should I do?"

Mu Zipei pointed backwards, "Go to the back..."

"Well, you go to the back." Zhu Li agreed, "I think your height is getting in the way."

Wang Yang had no relatives, so he had to move his desk back, and moved an empty table from the bottom of the wall to supply Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi came over and sat down.

Mu Qinglin followed behind, put her schoolbag on the table, and said, "Get along well with your deskmate."

With this tone again, Zhou Yi raised his head unbearably, "Do you want me to call you Mom?"

"Then you have to call me aunt too." Mu Zipei rushed to say.

Zhou Yi instantly felt that Mu Qinglingang's words were for nothing, look, someone has already started flirting.

As class was approaching, Mu Qinglin couldn't stay for a long time, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

Zhou Yi originally had her hands in her pockets, and her long legs were stretched out to step on the beam under the table. Seeing this, she subconsciously sat up and asked her, "Are you leaving?" Mu Qinglin couldn't help laughing with the obvious reluctance in his tone.

"I'll pick you up as soon as school is over." Mu Qinglin said softly.

"What about me?" Mu Zipei interrupted Zhou Yi's "who wants you to pick it up" on his lips, staring at Mu Qinglin with shining eyes.

Mu Qinglin said lightly, "Let your dad pick it up."

Mu Zipei was dissatisfied, "Partial! Zhou Yi, you must stay away from this kind of person in the future! Oh! Why beat me!"

"In front of me, where are you going to provoke me?" Mu Qinglin knocked on Mu Zipei, and when she took it back, she put her hand on the tip of Zhou Yi's nose, and said, "She has a nickname, Xiao Jiu."

Mu Zipei forgot about her resentment when she turned her head, "Xiao Jiu is much more kind than Zhou Yi."

"From now on, just call it that way. If you don't like it once, call it twice." Mu Qinglin ignored Zhou Yi's own wishes and seriously gave advice to his sister, and reminded her, "Bring Xiaojiu for lunch."

Zhou Yi's hand rubbing the tip of his nose stopped, "Who wants to take it?"

Mu Zipei, "No problem!"

As if she didn't see Zhou Yi's suffocated expression, Mu Zipei leaned over to greet her.

When Mu Qinglin was about to walk to the door, she heard her ask Zhou Yi's age, and said regretfully, "Ah, it's okay, I don't mind if you call me sister."

Zhou Yi replied to her, "There's no way when it's dark."

"Don't, I don't mind if you pretend to be tender."

"You stay away from me."

"I do not…"

"Did you go out without taking your medicine?"

Mu Qinglin could imagine Zhou Yi's speechless and irritable expression without turning his head, and couldn't help but laughed again.

Zhu Li heard it, walked out of the classroom with her, and asked in a low voice: "Is it okay to talk now?"

The bright morning sun shone in Mu Qinglin's smiling eyes, "Say what?"

"Where did you find such a pretty and playful little girl!"

"I didn't find it, I met it by chance in Hongmen Alley."

Zhu Li obviously didn't believe it, "It's not a relative, it's not a reason, how can you be so concerned about her affairs? I haven't seen anyone crammed into the attached middle school in less than a week, and it's still in the first class."

"Isn't this thanks to your help?" Mu Qinglin laughed.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Li knew that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask further.

Unexpectedly, after Mu Qinglin smiled, he suddenly became serious, "Mr. Zhu, Zhou Yi is a small person, but he has a lot of things in his stomach. I will ask you to help me pay more attention in the future."

Zhu Li used to take Mu Qinglin for three years, and then kept in touch with her for nearly ten years. It was rare for her to be so serious. She glanced into the classroom, and her attitude had to be serious, "What about the school before?"

"It's hard to say..." Mu Qinglin shook his head, it's hard to say, so he couldn't start.

"Okay, leave it to me."

"Thank you. Call me anytime you need anything."

Zhu Li laughed all of a sudden, "You are so busy, can you go away?"

"If you can't leave, you have to find a way to leave." Mu Qinglin tilted his head and saw Zhou Yi who was tortured by the talkative Mu Zipei, who was so unlovable, raised his hands, and made a smile gesture at the corner of his mouth, and got She looked back after a less enthusiastic response, and said with a smile: "No one cares about my little friend, you have the right to treat her as one with me."

—

"Where did you transfer from?" Mu Zipei was busy copying homework while gossiping about private affairs.

Zhou Yi was studying the schedule, and didn't want to talk at first, but remembered Mu Qinglin's sentence "I will send you the same table" and all kinds of advices to Mu Zipei before leaving, his mouth moved, and he said perfunctorily: "In the valley..."

Mu Qinglin had already planned for her to sit with Mu Zipei.

With such a familiar deskmate, her adaptation process to the unfamiliar environment will be greatly shortened.

Mu Qinglin...

There is probably no one who is more careful than this person.

Although the person who picks is not necessarily right.

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Mu Zipei squeezed over with the test paper, looked at her with piercing eyes and said, "So you are the poor little girl my sister brought back from her interview in the mountains a while ago?"

"Small what?"

"Small poor…"

Zhou Yi put the pen he just bought yesterday on the table without saying a word.

drilled...

There are thousands of them.

Replacement refills are charged separately.

Mu Zipei looked at it for a long time, and asked anxiously, "Has the condition in the mountains improved like this?"

Zhou Yi couldn't catch his breath and stopped on the spot.

She began to believe in Mu Qinglin's previous description of this girl's character: it was hard to explain, and she might be a little sick. As for the dire situation, she felt cheated, and the relationship between the two sisters was obviously not bad.

Zhou Yi took out her phone from her pocket, ready to send "/smile" to Mu Qinglin.

As soon as she took it out, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Then, she felt light in her hand, and the phone was taken away.

Zhou Yi raised her head unhappily, and smiled kindly at Zhu Li, "Don't you know that the school prohibits bringing mobile phones? Tell your parents to come to my office after school to pick them up."

Zhou Yi, "??"

"You don't give me a mobile phone, how can I call it?"

"Too…"

"How about this, I will call Mu Qinglin personally later." Zhu Li said.

Zhou Yi's expression froze, she really didn't have a mother like Mu Qinglin.

—

With Mu Zipei's anti-human enthusiasm, Zhou Yi feels that the first day of returning to school is over.

As soon as the evening self-study was over, she immediately packed up her things and left, followed by Mu Zipei who yelled "At the same table, wait for me" louder, the faster she ran.

Running all the way to the door, Zhou Yi was suddenly lost.

She doesn't have a mobile phone to navigate, and she doesn't remember which car will take her back to Hongmen Lane. Will she sleep on the street tonight?

Zhou Yi sighed sadly.

There was a sudden light on her shoulders, which made her turn her head quickly in fright, and saw Mu Qinglin skillfully carrying away her schoolbag.

"The big eyes are so white? They ran past me without stopping." Mu Qing asked with a smile.

Zhou Yi rubbed his sore shoulders and retorted, "Could it be that you don't have a sense of existence?"

Mu Qinglin, "Can you be accosted three times in just ten minutes without a sense of existence?"

Zhou Yi was taken aback, and almost immediately asked back, "What's the pick-up?!"

"Don't yell..." Mu Qinglin pushed Xia Zhouyi's shoulder towards the side of the road, then covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered in her ear, "Your classmate, or the father of some junior or junior."

Mu Qinglin's breath engulfed Zhou Yi, she glanced forward casually, and said in a muffled voice, "Crooked melons and cracked dates."

"Indeed..." Mu Qinglin leaned on her shoulder with great joy and said, "However, even if I look good, I won't find a married man."

Too.

So, what if this person has both eyes and is single?

Zhou Yi pursed his lips, took a breath, and said, "I'm back..."

"Wait..." Mu Qinglin took out the car key from his pocket, handed it to Zhou Yi and said, "Wait for me in the car for a while."

Zhou Yi frowned, "What about you?"

"Go to Teacher Zhu and get you a cell phone." Mu Qinglin looked at someone who was suddenly embarrassed and said, "I was called to the office on the first day of school. It's a skill."

Zhou Yi tilted her head and said with a slumped face, "Unexpectedly..." No one told her that her phone would be confiscated.

"Hide it in the future, otherwise it will be very difficult for Teacher Zhu." Mu Qinglin handed over the key again and said, "The car is on the side of the road. If you can't find it, press this little horn."

Zhou Yi didn't answer, rubbed his chin into the down jacket, half-covered his voice and said, "I'll go with you."

"Look at me?" Mu Qinglin put the key back in his pocket, and asked meaningfully: "Aside from playing with the phone blatantly, have you done other shameful things, afraid that Mr. Zhu will sue me in private?"

Zhou Yi glanced at the "Crooked Melon and Cracked Jujube" on the side of the road without any trace, and said slowly, "Let's take it for granted."

—

The Affiliated Middle School has been established for a long time, and the teaching buildings are already very old.

Standing at the stairs, Mu Qinglin sighed towards the dark corridor: "The light is broken again. Ten years, this excellent tradition is still going on."

"Zhou Yi, walk to the side." Mu Qing walked in front and said, "Several teachers in your class like to carry students to the door of the office to do the questions, and they say that once they cook meat on the chopping board, their grades will be stable for half a month. So there is a row of tables and chairs in the aisle all the year round, people who don’t know come bump into each other, you..."

Just as Mu Qinglin was about to say, "You're not familiar with the situation, be careful with your feet," when he heard a "squeak" sound from the table legs rubbing against the ground.

Mu Qinglin turned around quickly.

Zhou Yi had already crouched on the ground clutching his hips.

Mu Qinglin walked back quickly, straightened the crooked table, then bent over and said to Zhou Yi who was lying on his lap, "Does it hurt?"

The breath in Zhou Yi's chest dissipated, and his voice trembled, "Bones are about to crack."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qinglin quickly put Zhou Yi's schoolbag on the table, squatted in front of her and said, "Where did it hit, let me see."

Zhou Yiren leaned back, "Hipbones on both sides."

Mu Qinglin pressed one leg on the ground, and stretched out his hands from both sides to press.

Zhou Weiwei was wearing a down jacket, which was too fluffy, and Mu Qinglin couldn't feel it after pressing it a few times, so she reached in from under the jacket, hooked up the pants, and directly stuck to her skin.

At that moment, Zhou Yi's body, which was still slightly bowed, suddenly straightened, and he took a heavy breath into his throat.

Mu Qinglin left Zhou Yi, raised her eyes and asked her, "My hands are cold?"

Zhou Yi later realized that he had overreacted, coughed, and muttered: "No..."

"Then why is your gasp in response?"

"..." Because you touched my flesh, can't I be shocked?

Everyone is a woman, how hypocritical to say that.

Zhou Yi would not admit it even if he was beaten to death.

After thinking about it, she said, "It hurts..."

Mu Qinglin, "I don't have much energy."

"I'm delicate..."

"Shut up first."

So, for the next ten seconds, Zhou Yi stuck to the wall like a zombie, letting Mu Qinglin press her bones back and forth.

Her fingertips were soft and delicate, and the body temperature penetrated into the blood along the skin, urging a cluster of unknown small fires to jump in her body.

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