The road was not long. After a while, Shu's father saw them, drove the car over, and opened the window a little.

"Huh... Yuanting, you are here too. Come in together, how heavy is the rain?"

Jiang Yuanting's lips curled almost invisibly.

So Shu Zhan and him entered the car door one by one.

Shu Zhan was wearing a seat belt when he heard Shu’s father ask Jiang Yuanting happily in the back seat, “Yuanting, where are you living in? I’ll send you there. The rain is so heavy, didn’t your mother pick you up?”

here we go again.

This feeling of holding the wrong child. :)

Jiang Yuanting reported an address, took off her wet school uniform jacket, and said casually, "She is on a business trip and will be back at the end of the month."

The atmosphere in the car was stiff.

That's right. In the past, Jiang Yuanting's parents were busy and went on business trips every now and then. Now they are divorced, and the difference is still the same, and the frequency has not decreased at all.

Guessing that this seemed to be Jiang Yuanting’s sad thing, Shu’s father changed the topic with a haha, "This place looks familiar, it is quite close to Shuzan’s mother’s high school, just right, I picked it up together. Her mother had evening self-study today, and she probably had to wait for the students to leave again..."

In the past, Shu's mother would go home very late when it rained.

She is the head teacher, and she is more like the mother of the same class.

Shu Zhan didn't hum and patted the water stains on his schoolbag.

She was not wet with rain, but her schoolbag was completely wet. However, it would be nice to have such a small umbrella that could hold two people, so what kind of schoolbag is there?

"Thank you uncle." Jiang Yuanting said softly.

His hands couldn't help but grab the corner of his clothes.

Both of them are going to meet? He is not mentally prepared yet.

Jiang Yuanting calmly maintained his character while chatting with Shu's father.

He really said a lot less, and he always talked about his own affairs in an understatement. However, he never stopped caring about current affairs and he immediately started chatting with Shu's father again.

Shu Zhan leaned against her back and listened to the two of them chatting.

The young man's voice was low and hoarse, gentle and continuous, and she could not control her upper and lower eyelids.

In fact, his voice is very nice, gentle and soothing, like a midnight music.

It's because I'm too sleepy.

Shu Zhan thought about this, his head had already tilted.

Later, they were talking about something and didn't pay attention.

The road was blocked on rainy days, and there were several red lights again. Shu’s father drove it very slowly. When he arrived at the place where Jiang Yuanting lived, it was already very late.

Before the rain could stop, Shu's father said, "Please take the umbrella with you. There is still a while. I see that your school uniform is wet, hurry up and take a shower to avoid getting sick."

He turned his head to look at Shu Zhan and laughed, "This girl is asleep."

"Thank you." Jiang Yuanting lowered his eyes and picked up the floral umbrella. He had never seen this umbrella before. Did he buy it in his first year of high school?

Yes, this hasn't been said like this for a year.

"Don't thank me," Shu's father smiled, "You know my girl's personality, too. She looks very stubborn, just like you, I know you are unhappy. She hasn't mentioned you to me for a year, but there are teenagers, small frictions and other things. Do you think she is still caring about you now?"

Jiang Yuanting nodded and raised his lips.

"To be honest, Xiaozhan was raised by her mother. She was so strong and under a lot of pressure. At the beginning, she was a kind of good student who was perfect. Only with you can you have a little youthful vitality that a young man should have," he blinked, "But, your little thoughts must be collected first, so that it will not affect your grades."

In junior high school, Shu Zhan and Jiang Yuanting were called to their parents because they suspected of having an early relationship, and the one who came to school was Shu's father.

Outside the office, Shu's father and Jiang Yuanting had a long conversation.

No one knew what he said, but after this, the teachers never looked for them again for this matter.

"I know," he said, already stretching out his umbrella, "Goodbye uncle, please go pick up the aunt early."

The back is tall and slender, like a pine tree and bamboo.

"Don't forget to come to my house to play chess with my uncle when you have time!"

After replenishing, Shu's father touched his chin.

Shu Zhan didn't notice, but he saw it.

When she came over with an umbrella, Jiang Yuanting had been secretly watching her to control the umbrella so that she would not get wet into the rain.

As for himself, it is not within his consideration.

In fact, he was already wet.

Alas... When he thought of his girl being coveted so openly, he was still a little unhappy.

Forget it, drive and find your own wife.

Shu Zhan still walked into the classroom with the preparatory ringtone, not biased, and could be called a scouting monster.

She yawned while walking, rubbing her head from time to time. Last night, she fell asleep while sleeping, Shu's father made a sharp turn and asked her to hit the car glass directly, which woke her up. When she opened her eyes, she felt that her neck was about to break and her head was about to explode, and it hurt everywhere.

She looked back and saw that Shu's mother in the back seat was calling, as if she was a student's parent, without Jiang Yuanting.

He's back.

Jiang Yuanting came to the classroom a little earlier than her - just a little bit.

Seeing her sitting down, Jiang Yuanting pulled out the umbrella from the drawer and said, "For you."

Shu Zhan had not woken up yet, and said "Oh" and didn't care much about his expression.

The umbrellas are stacked very well, flat and tidy, just like they are newly bought.

She was really sleepy, so she opened the Chinese textbook and stared at the "Xiaoyaoyou" above and started to stare at the "Xiaoyaoyou".

It took a few evening self-study to memorize it, but I haven't reviewed it, and I probably forgot it now. But she doesn't want to memorize it... She wants to sleep...

This drowsy state continues until the third lesson, history.

The expression of the history teacher is hard to describe.

He said as if he was self-deprecating: "I really thank you for saving me some face and never forget it."

The classmate naturally laughed.

The history teacher is young and very naughty. He is always stubborn from head to toe. When he is angry, he makes people laugh, and everyone is not restrained in front of him.

"I haven't slept all night, so I've counted it for you," he scratched his head, "It's time to lose my hair again."

The representative of the history class had a faint voice: "Teacher, don't talk like this if you don't have hair. It's me who counts the score."

Another burst of laughter.

The history teacher is very lazy and lazy, and he also rolls his eyes every day as his class representative.

After laughing enough, he officially entered the class, and he said, "The first place is Shu Zhan, eighty-eight, barely forceful. He doesn't even have a ninety-tenths, which disappoints me so much!"

Eighty-eight...

Well, it's a bit disappointing indeed.

Shu Zhan went down to get the papers.

She couldn't help asking questions later, and she suddenly felt a little energetic.

Soon, Jiang Yuanting also sent the paper, with 61 points, just right.

He pressed the paper under the history book expressionlessly.

After this class, he will forget it.

So Shu Zhan discovered that in class, Jiang Yuanting was actually making annotations on the test papers.

His test paper was already red, and it was even more shocking to comment on it with a red pen.

It happened that several girls were discussing going to Class 5 to submit the application form together. Shu Zhan remembered what he saw yesterday and asked: "Jiang Yuanting."

"Um?"

The other party responded lazily, but didn't look up, as if he was still taking notes.

"What club do you want to join?"

He replied without hesitation: "Bored."

It is indeed a lack of character to go to a club to be a member, Shu Zhan thought.

As a result, after Teacher's Day, when various clubs posted an interview list on the bulletin board, Jiang Yuanting's name was listed in the student union.

Minister of the Discipline Inspection Department.

Every time a new term is in exchange for diligence, the club is almost cleared and started from scratch. The minister is usually a second-year high school student. Because he has certain experience in school, he can run directly.

Shu Zhan is really... nothing to say.

Let a student who doesn’t wear school pants every day and holds a school uniform and jacket in his hand be the Minister of the Discipline Inspection Department? Isn’t the teacher in the Political and Education Department really joking?

Especially when Shu Zhan watched Jiang Yuanting walk into the classroom wearing a "duty" red armband, the desire to complain was even stronger.
To be continued...