Han Xiangzhu looked at her pleading expression and felt a little embarrassed: "As for that poem, Brother Zixun doesn't eat at all before going to bed at night. Even if I give it to him for you, I'm afraid he won't accept it.
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"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if he doesn't drink, as long as he understands my feelings for him. Whether he drinks or not is the next best thing." After saying that, Su Shiyu hugged her flatteringly, then turned around and returned to her own room.
On the seat.
Han Xiangzhu wanted to say something else, but the school bell rang.
She was helpless and had to take the yogurt and return to her seat.
Wang Ling glanced at the class teacher on the podium, lowered her head and praised in a low voice: "I'll go, is this the yogurt that the bully invited you to drink?"
Han Xiangzhu took out his homework, sighed, and shook his head: "No, she asked me to forward this to Brother Zixun."
Wang Ling looked at the position of the little overlord with infinite admiration: "As expected of the little overlord, even Lu Xueshen's low pressure is not afraid!"
"Low pressure? Wang Ling, Brother Zixun is actually a very nice person, but he just doesn't like dealing with strangers sometimes!" Han Xiangzhu couldn't help but defend Lu Zixun.
"It's really good, but it's just you." Wang Ling muttered in a low voice.
Soon the evening self-study get out of class will be over.
Han Xiangzhu packed up his books and walked out of the classroom quickly.
I want to give the lollipop in my hand to Lu Zixun, so that he won't keep holding on to this matter in the future.
After a busy day, the students all wanted to tidy up quickly and go back to their dormitories to rest when they heard the bell. Therefore, there were relatively many people in the corridor.
Several boys were joking and fighting not far behind her. I don't know what happened. One boy suddenly pushed another boy hard, and then the boy failed to stand still and hit Han Xiangzhu hard on the back.
She was unprepared and fell straight forward.
The boys who caused the accident were all frightened.
Seeing that Han Xiangzhu was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment, the boy closest to her instinctively reached out and hugged her.
The expected pain did not come. Han Xiangzhu opened his eyes in confusion, and then saw Yang Fan's nervous expression: "Xiangzhu, are you okay?"
Some of the boys from Class 1, Grade 2, who were nearby, whistled and started to cheer: "Wow! Yang Fan, I didn't see it, he's very skilled, the hero saves the beauty, it's so touching!"
Han Xiangzhu's face turned red suddenly. She wanted to break away from Yang Fan's arms, but found that Yang Fan didn't seem to want to let go because he was nervous.
"Yang Fan, let me go quickly!" she whispered anxiously.
Only then did Yang Fan realize that the two people's current movements seemed very intimate. Just as he was about to let go, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and then the person in his arms was pulled hard.
"What's going on?" Lu Zixun looked down at the girl in his arms, whose cheeks were still slightly red, and felt a surge of anger in his heart for no reason.
The palm holding Yang Fan's wrist unconsciously exerted force, and Yang Fan's brows furrowed deeply: "Lu Zixun, let go!"
Han Xiangzhu saw some sweat breaking out on Yang Fan's forehead, and quickly explained: "Brother Zixun, let go quickly. If it hadn't been for Yang Fan, I might have been injured!"
She knew very well that Lu Zixun and the others had been learning martial arts since they were young, and most people simply couldn't bear this casual exertion.
After listening to her words, Lu Zixun let go of his hand and stared at Yang Fan, but his tone was still not good: "Is what Xiangzhu said true?"
Even if this is the case, we can't hold on to Xiangzhu all the time! This guy Yang Fan clearly wants to take advantage of Xiangzhu.
Yang Fan rubbed his still sore wrist, raised his head, and stared at Lu Zixun fearlessly: "Lu Zixun, Xiangzhu just grew up with you, what are you afraid of?"
"She and I have been classmates since the first year of high school, and we can be considered good friends. I just did what a good friend should do. But you, on the other hand, have always regarded yourself as Xiangzhu's brother. In this case, I just did
You should thank me for saving Xiangzhu, instead of being so arrogant just because of your status!"
Yang Fan, who had always been gentle and low-key, actually dared to face the third young master of the Lu family and said such provocative words, which made the surrounding students gasp.
Did Yang Fan take the wrong medicine today? How dare he speak to the third young master of the Lu family like this!
Lu Zixun stared at him for a few seconds, his stern and elegant face looking cold. No one knew what the third young master of the Lu family was thinking at this time.
Han Xiangzhu was a little worried and tugged at the corner of Lu Zixun's clothes: "Brother Zixun, it was all thanks to Yang Fan just now. Can you please stop arguing?"
Lu Zixun lowered his head and glanced at the innocent and pretty face of the person in his arms. A trace of tenderness overflowed from the corner of his eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and said in a soft and endearing voice: "You weren't scared just now, were you?"
Han Xiangzhu shook his head: "No!"
"That's good, you and Wang Ling go back to the dormitory first! Yang Fan and I will have a good talk!"
With that said, he pushed Han Xiangzhu in front of Wang Ling.
"Brother Zixun, this matter really has nothing to do with Yang Fan! He just happened to save me!" She was a little worried and took Lu Zixun's hand to explain again.
At this time, she was a little confused. It was just a small matter, why did these two boys have to make it so complicated?
Lu Zixun patted her shoulder and comforted her with a smile: "Xiangzhu, it's okay. He just saved you, and brother Zixun wants to thank him."
"Really? You didn't lie to me?" Han Xiangzhu looked suspicious.
"Little fool, when did brother Zixun lie to you? Go back with Wang Ling quickly!" As he said that, he pushed her gently again.
Han Xiangzhu had no choice but to go back to the dormitory with Wang Ling, but after taking a few steps, she turned around and said worriedly: "Brother Zixun, you must not quarrel!"
Lu Zixun smiled and waved his hand at her, promising: "Don't worry, we won't quarrel!"
Seeing her slender back disappear into the night downstairs, Lu Zixun turned back to look at Yang Fan: "Let's go to the playground for a walk!"
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Go to the playground?"
At this time, it was close to 9:30 pm, and the street lights on the school playground had long been turned off and there was no one around.
Lu Zixun's brows raised unconsciously: "What? You don't dare to go?"
Yang Fan took a deep breath and clenched his fists: "What are you afraid of? Let's go!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked downstairs.
Lu Zixun looked at his back, curled up his lips, and followed him.
The playground in Yanzhong is at the western end of the school, separated from the teaching building by a main road.
At this time, the street lights around the playground were all turned off, leaving only the faint light coming from the windows of the teaching building.
The huge playground was already deserted at this time, and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the autumn wind blowing the branches and leaves.
Yang Fan stopped and looked back at Lu Zixun, who was walking slowly in the dim light.
"Classmate Lu Zixun, please tell me if you have anything to say. I have to go back to the dormitory to rest!"