Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 221 Season God Repetition
After a few days of continuous rain, the weather became sunny again.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Cui Yu lay on the door and listened for a long time. After confirming that there was no sound in the room, he carefully opened the door, and then quickly entered the room and closed the door gently.

Even in the daytime the house is pitch black.

The custom-made curtains could indeed block all the light outside the window, Cui Yu walked lightly, groped quietly to the window, and pulled the curtains a small crack.

The light from outside shone in through the gap, and even this faint light could make the sleeping boy on the bed open his eyes.

Cui Yu, who had just opened the curtains a seam, looked back, might as well meet his son's gaze, the boy's half-drooped brown eyes didn't stir at all.

Cui Yu was startled, and let go of the hand that raised the curtain in vain, and the room returned to darkness.

Cui Yu's voice was dry, with self-reproach: "Did you disturb your sleep? Xiao Yan?"

During this period of time, Ji Yanchen's disturbed sleep and food may only be known to her as a mother. It is because we managed to sleep until now, and the doctor who took the medicine yesterday deliberately increased the dosage.

Expected no response.

Cui Yu sighed silently, and she groped towards Ji Yanchen's bed, not forgetting to tell Ji Yanchen the good news: "Xiao Yan, I called you just now to sign up, and the school also agreed, In a few days you can go back to school."

Cui Yu tried her best to pretend that her voice was full of joy, because she knew that her son would not be able to tell whether she was really happy or fake.

There was still no response from there, and the room was extremely silent, so quiet that Ji Yanchen's shallow breathing could be heard.

Cui Yu really didn't know what to do now, she fumbled and sat on the low stool beside the bed.

It doesn't matter if you don't get a response, she began to chatter: "I heard that you were going to school some time ago, and Mi Xiao also asked to go, so I also registered her name by the way, but the teacher at the school said that you They can't both be assigned to the same class, your cousin has her own idea, she chose a third class or a fourth class, I can't remember."

"Actually, it's good for Mi Xiao to study with you, so that I can have someone to take care of you at school, and I will feel much more at ease..."

Even if there was no response, Cui Yu said what he wanted to say and what he should say.

After finishing speaking, she groped to pull Ji Yanchen's hand: "Xiao Yan, why don't you get up and eat something?"

Ji Yanchen didn't resist, and obediently got down from the bed. He was not used to having too much skin-to-skin contact with people, and almost broke away from Cui Yu's hand as soon as he got out of bed.

Cui Yu has long been used to it. She stood there and waited for a while, but she didn't hear the expected footsteps. She couldn't hold back and called softly: "Xiaoyan?"

Whoa!
What answered her was the curtains that were suddenly opened by more than half.

After getting used to the darkness, the unintentionally shining sunlight was a bit dazzling. Cui Yu couldn't help but stretch out her hand to cover her eyes, but she let go of it for a moment, and looked towards the window in disbelief.

The boy who had just opened the curtains stood against the light. He was leaning against the window with his eyes closed, obviously not used to the sudden light.

The light outside shone unsparingly on the boy's face, making the boy's already unhealthy cold white skin even whiter. He hadn't trimmed his hair for a while, and his hair grew a little longer, covering his eyes. Those beautiful feathered eyebrows.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't slept well during this period, the young man's eyelids were light blue, he was bathed in the light, and he never opened his eyes.

Cui Yu hurried over, and when she got to Ji Yanchen's side, she was at a loss: "Little, Xiaoyan, you..."

What's wrong with you?
How dare you suddenly face the light that you have been avoiding during this time?

Ji Yanchen's eyelashes trembled, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, those beautiful Danfeng eyes were lifeless, without a trace of brilliance.

Even the light that came in forcefully from outside couldn't get into his eyes.

Ji Yanchen didn't look at Cui Yu, nor did he look out the window, but his eyes fell on a certain place in the room without focusing.

Cui Yu was still whispering something softly in his ear, but he felt that he couldn't hear a word clearly.

He opened his mouth, maybe he wanted to say something, but because he hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't make a sound after all.

The young man frowned, his expression slightly tinged with irritability.

He moved his eyes out of the window, and the green and red colors he saw finally slightly diluted the unknown irritability in his heart.

"...Let's go." After another moment, a hoarse voice came out of his throat.

Cui Yu was startled, and unconsciously moistened his eyes again: "What did you say? Xiao Yan?"

After a moment of silence, Ji Yanchen repeated: "Let's go... eat."

This time when he spoke again, his voice was not as hoarse as before.

"Go?" Cui Yu covered his mouth and nodded: "Okay, okay, let's go, let's go, let's go eat, eat!"

-

On the day of August NO.20, Lao Wu received the call and confirmed it six times, but his mind was still in a state of confusion.

Just when he wanted to confirm again, the dean on the phone got a little impatient: "How many times do you want to confirm? Is what I told you still unbelievable?"

The dean has completely forgotten about it, and he himself confirmed it five times when he received the call today.

"No, no," Lao Wu said with a smile on his face across the phone, "The school that Ji Yanchen recommended is one of the best in China..."

The dean also sighed: "Is there any way? People just don't like it, so they want to pass the exam through their own efforts."

"Yes, yes, student Ji Yanchen really has that strength?" Old Wu nodded, and asked again: "Then he won't be counted as repeating a grade?"

"Repeat the grade?" The dean's voice seemed to contain a sneer: "The attendance rate in the first half of the third semester of high school is less than half, and the second half of the semester is directly recuperated at home. The certificates are all available. What is it?"

Is there still this wave of operations?
Old Wu was dumbfounded again.

"In short," the dean concluded on the other end of the phone, "Ji Yanchen's parents insisted that he would go to your first class. In fact, based on his strength, he will definitely be assigned to the first class. I will work hard to take care of you..."

After all, the backing of Ji Yanchen's family is big enough, not to mention him as a small dean, even the school director has to give Ji's family a little bit of respect.

Old Wu: "No hard work, no hard work, it should be, this is all my duty."

After hanging up the phone for a long time, Lao Wu was still swaying on the sofa and enjoying himself.

Hard?

What's the hard work?It's too late for him to get excited, okay?

Who was the person transferred to his class?It's Ji Yanchen, the god Ji who is called a math genius by several well-known mathematics professors in the mathematics circle!
Is Ji Yanchen only good at mathematics?That's definitely not the case. Although his other subjects are not as good as mathematics, he is also very good in general, okay?
Being able to transfer to his first class, plus students with excellent grades such as Li Qingran, Xie Ying'an, and Wen Shiyi, his bonus next year is estimated to be at least two more.

Moreover, classmate Ji Yanchen offered to go to his class, but he didn't ask for it.

Old Wu can already fully imagine the jealous faces of other teachers, especially Teacher Xiao Liu, who probably will be so angry now.

Haha ...

Wait, did he overlook a question?
Why did Ji Yanchen, who has always had no desires, suddenly propose to join his class?

Since he's a little lonely... Cough, with a temperament that never deals too much with outsiders, shouldn't he just follow the crowd, where should he be assigned?
Old Wu Wo fell into deep thought on the sofa.

(End of this chapter)