Wang Ling is her best friend. At noon today, when many people did not believe her, she still supported him unswervingly.
Moreover, her math scores are indeed similar to her own, and she also needs tutoring.
However, brother Zixun seems to be easy to talk to on the surface, but his personality is a bit indifferent. If she takes Wang Ling there like this, brother Zixun may not be happy.
On one side was his best friend, and on the other side was his indifferent older brother whom he had grown up with since childhood. Han Xiangzhu was in a dilemma for a while!
Wang Ling held her arm and begged again: "Xiangzhu, we are best friends, why are you unwilling to help me with such a trivial matter? I swear, I just want to study mathematics well, and take a look at it by the way
Third Young Master’s face is just as gentle as jade! I will never compete with you for Third Young Master. Besides, Third Young Master doesn’t like me even if he looks down on me!”
When she said this, Han Xiangzhu's cheeks were stained with a layer of blush: "Wang Ling, what are you talking about! The relationship between Lu Zixun and I is very pure. It is not what you think at all. He has always regarded me as
My sister, I have always regarded him as my brother. You are not allowed to talk nonsense in the future."
Han Xiangzhu rolled his eyes at Wang Ling in displeasure, then took her hand and walked out of the bathroom: "Well, you wait for me outside the study room first, and I'll go in and talk to him. You don't know that Lu Zixun has mysophobia.
, and he doesn’t like the excitement. He has a lot of problems! If he doesn’t agree with you going over to listen together, you can’t blame me!”
Wang Ling was overjoyed: "Don't worry, Xiangzhu, how can I blame you! We are the best friends. However, I think in the whole Yanzhong, you are the only one who dares to say that about the third young master of the Lu family."
The study room in Yanzhong is very large, covering an area of forty or fifty square meters. The windows are bright and clean, and some students who love studying are already sitting inside.
Han Xiangzhu searched the classroom with his eyes, and finally found Lu Zixun's figure in the corner by the window.
The eighteen-year-old boy had taken off his glasses at this time, holding an English book in his hand with a focused expression. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his young and elegant face, adding another layer of poetic charm to him.
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In the study room, many girls were looking at her secretly.
A bolder girl walked up to him with a book in her arms. Before she spoke, her face was already covered in a blush: "Um, this classmate, can I sit here?"
Lu Zixun frowned slightly, his eyes never leaving the book, and his voice was cold: "I'm sorry, there is someone here. I'm waiting for someone!"
The girl glanced at the schoolbag on the stool and left with a look of disappointment.
Han Xiangzhu couldn't help but admire in his heart, well, if this person was handsome and elegant, he would really be a charming scenery wherever he went, and people would want to pounce on him at all costs!
She quickly ran to Lu Zixun and showed a flattering smile: "Brother Zixun, you have been waiting for a long time!"
Lu Zixun then put down the book, leaned back on the chair, crossed his hands across his chest, and raised his eyebrows: "Han Xiangzhu, does it take you so long to go to the bathroom?"
Han Xiangzhu put his schoolbag on the table and took out the math paper inside: "Brother Zixun, you are not a girl. You don't understand the situation. It takes a long time for girls to go to the bathroom!"
"Really? You really know how to make excuses for yourself!" As he spoke, he leaned forward and took the test paper from Han Xiangzhu's hand.
"When was this exam?" Looking at the scores on the test paper and the red crosses, Lu Zixun frowned slightly.
"The test in class yesterday afternoon was just a small test!" Han Xiangzhu couldn't help lowering his head and sticking out his tongue.
It's really embarrassing to get such a score in front of a scholar like Lu Zixun!