MTL - Finding Glowing Beauty in Books-Chapter 35 Start reading

Lan Ning struggled until 11 o'clock in the evening, and it covered a thousand sheets. The rest can only continue tomorrow. She stretched out and said to the Confucius who sat on the sofa reading a book: "Would you like to take some back, so that you don't have to run to you every day."

The Confucian language turned a page and looked up at her: "I don't trust the seal to you, if you accidentally get rid of it? Or do you take some strange things?"

Lan Ning: "..."

If you get rid of it, what is the strange thing!

"Well, I will come back tomorrow night." She put on her coat and took the bag and left. After returning home, she was too lazy to do stretching exercises, and she went to sleep directly. Less than six o'clock the next day, she got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to start soup.

Because the time was not enough, she also stewed a simple one. After the soup was cooked, she took the soup and took a taxi to the central hospital.

Yesterday, when I left, I said that I would go to see him again today, but she didn’t have time during the day. In the evening, she had to go to the teacher to work hard. She could only pick the morning morning and send him a soup.

Fortunately, when she arrived, her father had already got up. She knocked on the door and shouted inside: "Uncle, good morning."

My father was reading the newspaper. After hearing her voice, she looked up at her with some surprise: "Are you so early?"

"Yeah." Lan Ning smiled and walked in. "Yesterday said that I will come back to see you today, but I have to go to work during the day and only come in the morning. Oh, yes, I took a soup and hope that you don't dislike it. ."

My father saw a soup in her hand and took it to the table next to it: "Thank you, it is really troublesome for you." He said to the door and looked, "Are you alone?"

"Well, the teacher, he should... be busy writing the manuscript." Lan Ning swallowed the "I haven't got up" to the mouth.

My father laughed twice and said, "It’s good to raise a daughter, intimate."

Lan Ning was a little embarrassed by him: "Uncle, don't say this, the teacher is actually very worried about you. Yesterday I heard that you were hospitalized, and hurriedly rushed over." She saw her face is already better than today. Yesterday, I was a lot better, I asked, "How do you feel about your body today?"

"It's much better." My father looked at her, and the corner of his mouth slowly smiled. "Confucianism can make friends like you. To be honest, I am quite surprised."

Lan Ning whispered in her heart, in fact, she was quite unexpected.

"Since his mother left, he became lonely." The father looked out the window and his eyes fell on the birds screaming at the branches. "Confucianism likes to be close to people when he was a child. His personality is much more lovely than now." His mother’s affairs had a great influence on him. I watched him become silent every day and couldn’t explain him.”

Lan Ning slightly raised his mouth and said something about Confucianism. She had mentioned it before, and her mother suddenly disappeared. Only a divorce agreement was left. Not only did he deal a lot with him, but he also had a big blow to his uncle.

She was silent for a while and cautiously asked: "Since then, has the teacher never seen his mother?"

My father shook his head: "I only saw her when I signed the agreement. She now has a new family."

Lan Ning suddenly had a dim sum and talked about Confucianism. Although her mother can have new children, he always has only one mother.

"Hey, how can I tell you about this?" My father smiled at her. "It may be old, don't go to your heart."

Lan Ning shook his head and said, "Don't drink it, soup, I will take it in the next day."

"Ok."

"The uncle said goodbye, I will go to work first." She smiled and said goodbye to her father, and walked out of the ward.

After a busy day in the company, after work in the afternoon, she had to rush to the Confucian language home stamp. She feels that if she goes on like this, she may die too much.

She stood at the door of the Confucian sect, and pressed the bell with a powerlessness.

After the door opened, the Confucian language was wearing an apron standing at the door. Lan Ning smiled at him perfunctorily and said, "Teacher, I am going to seal it."

The Confucian language made her come in sideways and seemed to chuckle: "I knew why I should be here today."

Lan Ning pulled his lips and didn't answer.

When the Confucian language went to the kitchen, she raised a soup and shook her two times: "Is this yours?"

Lan Ning heard the sound and went back. He was carrying the soup that he sent to his uncle in the morning: "Have you gone to the hospital today?"

"Yeah." He put the soup on the table and gestured to Laning to take it. Lan Ning walked over and looked at it. Tang Yu had already been cleaned. She looked up at him and said, "If you have time, go to the hospital and accompany your uncle. The old man is easy to be lonely."

Confucianism looked up and looked a little sly: "I was an accident. Why are you so active in going to the hospital to send soup?"

"I..." Lan Ning snorted. "I am not afraid that my uncle has been hospitalized. You have another excuse for manuscripts!"

Confucianism said: "You think too much, even if he is not hospitalized, I can say that I am hospitalized."

Lan Ning: "..."

She turned and walked to the table without a word and began to stamp.

The Confucian language continued to cook in the kitchen, and the two were quiet for a while. After Lanning covered the chapter for a while, he couldn't help but look up and glance at the rhetoric in the kitchen. He is cutting vegetables, and the bangs in front of him are quietly covered in front of the drooping scorpion, occasionally shaking with his movements twice.

She looked at him for a while and couldn't help but whispered, "Isn't it a good relationship with my classmates when you are studying?"

The action of the Confucian language stopped for a moment, and looked up at her: "What did my dad say to you?"

"No..." Lan Ning thought about it and added, "He just said that when you were young, your character was not so annoying."

The Confucian language laughed: "It’s what you say."

Lan Ning gently rubbed his brow and said: "You said before that you will kill people you don't like in the novel. I think of your first short story, that is, the protagonist kills roommates..."

I didn't know it before. I don't think so. Now I just think that the teacher is too dark... The roommate should also thank him for his lack of killing.

When Confucianism silently cut a dish, he began to say: "After my mother left, I really didn't like to be in contact with people. Maybe because of this, they can't understand me. They often do small things in the bedroom. I thought I didn't know."

Lan Ning was a little surprised: "Will the boys do the same? I thought that only the girls' bedroom would be like this."

Confucianism smiled ridiculously: "I have said it long ago. I think that women are more mature and calmer than men in many times, especially boys on campus. It may be naive to you."

Lan Ning's nephew slammed twice, and indulged in a moment: "And then you put them into the novel?"

Ruan Confucius looked at her and said: "Of course, this is not the case. Some people will not learn if they don't really educate them."

"and so……"

"I have educated them a little bit, of course, to the extent permitted by law."

Lan Ning: "..."

I don't know how his roommate is doing now, and whether he has left any psychological shadows.

She whispered two words in Confucianism and began to seal quietly. Today's record is better than yesterday. It has two thousand pieces. At 10:30, she is too sleepy. She packs things in advance and prepares to go home. Before she left, she thought of something, and asked the Confucian language: "Tomorrow, Friday, are you really going to help Qufu to attend the parent conference?"

"Of course, adults can't talk without words."

Lan Ning: "..."

You have not ignored the delivery date of the black and white in the contract!

She left with a bag and soup, a little worried about this parent meeting.

The Confucian language is put on the formal attire and appears on the doorstep of Qufu’s school on time. When Qufu, who was waiting at the school gate, saw him, he ran up in surprise: "Speaking teacher, it’s so handsome to wear a formal dress!"

Confucianism finished the whole suit cuffs and said to her: "Do you still call me a teacher? What is my identity today?"

Qufu thought for a moment: "Brother!"

The eyebrows of the Confucian language moved and nodded and went in.

Today, the entire second year of high school has a parent meeting, and there are more parents in the school, but the Confucian language is definitely the most conspicuous one. Qufu followed him and walked to the door of the classroom like the red carpet.

"Scorpio, hey! This is your father? Impossible!" Qufu's classmate ran over and covered his mouth in surprise.

I am not happy when I hear this song: "What do you mean, I am very ugly?"

"No, no, I just think your father is too young, huh, huh."

"Cough." Qufu coughed twice and pretended to speak the Confucian language. "I will introduce you to this, this is my brother-in-law."

"Sister?"

The two were talking, and the class teacher came over with a stack of test papers. After seeing the Confucian language at the door of the classroom, she subconsciously stopped: "Hello, are you the parents of Qufu?"

The teacher of the Qufu family knows that her parents are abroad all the year round. What is wrong with the school, all her uncles come, how today... changed someone?

Qu Weidao: "Mr. Zhang, my uncle is in the field these two days. This is my brother-in-law. He came to help me attend the parent conference."

Brother-in-law...? Teacher Zhang’s brow moved, although the relationship was a bit far away, but she accepted it when he was so handsome.

She smiled at the Confucian language and extended a hand: "Hello, I am the class teacher of Qufu, my name is Zhang."

The Confucian language also reached out and politely shook her with her: "Yu's name."

"Mr. Yan." Teacher Zhang’s heart was a little rough, and even the voice was so good. "Advanced classroom, the parents will start soon."

The Confucian language nodded and followed her into the classroom.

Although this is the first time that Confucianism has participated in the Parents' Association as a parent, the content of the Parents' Meeting is basically the same as that of his reading. At the meeting, Mr. Zhang announced the scores and rankings of the quiz. He also specially picked up the mathematics test that everyone did not test well.

The Confucian language looked at Qufu’s mathematics papers and felt that she had said that she was not very good at school and was a bit modest.

This is clearly a very bad test.

"I really can't understand how you did this wrongly." After the parent meeting, the Confucian language is still studying Qufu's math papers.

"Oh." Qufu didn't open his eyes and licked his face.

Teacher Zhang chatted with a parent in the classroom and walked out to speak Confucianism: "Mr. Yan, I don't know if I can talk to you? Qufu has a lot of declines. I know her family is special. But now I have to raise three now. I hope that parents can communicate with her and urge her to learn."

The Confucian language nodded. "I understand..." When he first said it, he saw Laning rushing over here.

"Ah... Is the parent meeting over?" Lan Ning gasped slightly and ran to the Confucian language and Qufu. She was worried about the parent meeting today, and finally she couldn’t help but rushed over after work.

Teacher Zhang looked at her and asked the Confucian language: "Is this a wife?"

"Ok?"

Lan Ning is still out of the situation, and the Confucian language has nodded and admitted: "Well, she has a job today, so I let me come."

Qufu also called a special sweet voice: "Courd!"

Lan Ning: "..."

Her gaze was in front of a few people, and she probably understood that the identity of Confucianism today is Qufu’s brother-in-law. But why is my sister?

In the face of the class teacher, Lan Ning had to play the role of the cousin to the end: "Hello teacher."

Teacher Zhang smiled and said hello to her: "It’s a good wife, I’m talking to Mr. Yan, I hope that parents can care more about the learning and life of Qufu."

A saying that the wife almost broke Lan Ning out of her internal injuries, she glanced at a plain-faced Confucian language and had to pay a smile: "The teacher said that it is indeed our negligence."

Teacher Zhang has a long-lasting heart: "The third year is a crucial year for children. I understand that your work is very busy, but you can't care about your child if you are busy. The growth of your child is not just a problem for the school."

"Well, I know..." Lan Ning was very helpless, she was just a tenant...

Teacher Zhang finished their "parents" and finally communicated with other parents.

Lan Ning looked at the Qufu around him, and Qufu laughed and said: "You have worked hard."

"I don't think this is the point." The mathematics paper on the hand of Confucianism was handed to Laning. "Can you see how this error was made? I can't understand it."

Although Laning has graduated for many years, as a former schoolmaster, her knowledge has not yet been returned to the teacher. She read the mistake that the Confucian language refers to, and it is also an expression that can't be understood: "This kind of question can be done wrong too? I will go to the board on my own."

Qufu: "..."

It is terrible to have a pair of schoolmasters, who will be unlucky in the future.

She took her math test paper back from the Confucian language and stuffed it into her bag: "What arrangements do you have afterwards?"

Lan Ning said: "I have to go to the teacher's house to stamp."

Qufu’s nephew turned and smiled at them with a smile: “I will not bother my sister and my brother-in-law. I will go out to dinner with my classmates. You two are free...”

Lan Ning was reddened by her. She grabbed Qufu’s schoolbag and refused to let her go. "You can’t go back and reflect, and have a mood to go out to eat with your classmates?"

Qufu: "..."

You are too aggressive. Enter the role!

"Sister-in-law..." She asked for help in general to speak Confucianism. Confucianism said: "I think your cousin said it makes sense. If I take this score, I will have no face."

Qufu: "..."

The two of you are really worthy of a face. :)

"I will go back to reflect after I have finished eating. Don't be too late for both of you." Qufu didn't say this in a deep way, leaving with a bag.

"You are really easy to blush." ​​The Confucian language looked at Lanning's slightly reddened ears, and the corner of his mouth smirked.

Lan Ning’s brow wrinkled and turned and went out: "Go, let's go!"

Going back is a car that speaks Confucianism. Laning is sitting in the passenger seat, just like who is sulking, and does not speak in one sentence. The Confucian language did not take the initiative to talk to her. After the two arrived at home, Lan Ning took the seal and began to repeat the work for two days.

Before letting the Confucian language sign, she really felt that there were not many 10,000 copies. Now it is her turn to seal her. She thinks that 10,000 is a lot. Rz

Looking at the ring-like lining, she felt that the future was dark. But fortunately, today is Friday, tomorrow, no need to go to work, she wants to work overtime tonight to add more printing.

When she was having dinner, she did not delay for a moment, and it was solved in less than five minutes. She read the Confucian language and sat down to the living room to seal her, silently regaining her gaze and continue to eat her own meal.

In the evening, Confucianism moved the computer out of the study and prepared to write in the living room. He cooked himself a pot of coffee and poured a cup to Laning.

"Ah, thank you." Lan Ning picked up the coffee cup he had placed at the table, took a sip, and then stamped.

Ruan language looked down at her for a while, went to the other side to sit down, turned on the computer and started writing.

One night, Laning drank three cups of coffee, but still did not resist the rushing sleepiness. After twelve o'clock, she fell asleep on the table.

Ruan language saw her fall asleep, shut down the computer in front of her, went to the bedroom and took a blanket to help her draped over her body.

Lan Ning still slept very quietly, and the Confucian language sat down beside her, staring at her sleeping face for a while, unconsciously smirking a smile. He raised his hand and gently touched her hair. Her hair is very supple and the touch is very good. The Confucian language is like a feather to the cat, gently caressing.

Lan Ning muttered two ambiguously, and the Confucian language retracted his hand and looked at the ring of the table. He sighed and picked up the seal and then covered it.

When Laning wakes up, the sky is already bright. The sunlight outside the window spilled through the gaps of the curtains on the floor of the living room. Lan Ning blinked and sat up, and the blanket on her body fell on the ground with her movement.

She looked back and found that it was already dawning.

"...I was asleep here?!" Her sleep suddenly woke up, and she looked around in a panic. There was no figure in the surrounding language, but the table was neatly packed with several layers of ring-lined pages!

"No, when did I cover it?" She turned it over and found that it was all covered!

She was still in shock, saying that Confucianism pushed the door of the bedroom and walked out of it. He should have just woken up, and the hair that was usually docile was lifted several times at this time, and there was still no drowsiness in his eyes.

He yawned and looked at Laning in the living room: "You are still here."

"Oh." Laning was a little embarrassed for a moment. She got up from the cushion and pointed to the ring on the table with a bit of incoherence. "I actually finished this while I was sleeping!"

The Confucian language squinted at her with a drowsy scorpion, and her eyes seemed to be looking at a mental retardation: "Don't be stupid, I finished it."