Nonlinear Love

My sister, Chi Qing. Chi Li threw the school uniform coat on the sofa and briefly introduced, From the junior middle school of the third middle school.

Chi Bianhai put the briefcase on the coffee table and rubbed her head: Why did you take a taxi back by yourself?

I didn't know you were going to pick up my brother from school. Chi Qing put down her legs and sat upright, looking like a lady drinking afternoon tea, Brother Su Lian, are you coming to my house to play?

Help you make up for your brother. Su Lian replied softly.

Chi Qing blinked, and said a little embarrassedly: Would you like to help me make up for it? My grades are not very good.

Su Lian thought to himself, sure enough, it was all ancestral.

Your brother is more time-consuming, so I can't handle the two for the time being. He replied very reservedly.

Let's play. Chi Wangchong raised his chin to her, turned around and pulled Su Lian's sleeves, grabbed the person and walked upstairs, Finish it early, you can go back early, it's not too close to the main city here, it is estimated that hours.

It's quite considerate, Su Lian hummed, and let the people drag him upstairs.

Chi Bianhai stood downstairs and stared at his son's back. He couldn't say what had changed, but he always felt that he had calmed down a lot recently.

This tablemate is really good, he said with relief: Then you study hard and don't disturb you.

The bedroom was on the second floor, Chi Wang pushed open the door and went in, Su Lian leaned on the door and looked around. The glass cabinet was filled with a pile of various figures, a signed basketball was rolling on the ground, and next to it was a set of metallic drum kits. The room was much more tidy than he had imagined.

The bookshelves are full of books, but they have nothing to do with the famous textbooks. They are all Wealth Code, Get Rich, Bill Gates Autobiography and so on.

Su Lian frowned, sat down beside the desk, stretched out his legs: Take out the paper.

You entered the topic too quickly, I can't bear it. Chi Wang sat lazily on the reclining chair next to him, his legs folded, Why don't we have a chat?

Su Lian: ... Let's talk a fart.

Then let's talk about my family first. Guess how I got my sister's name. Chi Wang didn't sit up straight, and looked loose. He bent down and flicked the basketball to his fingertips, twirling the ball with one hand.

Su Lianxin said that of course I know, I have heard you say it many times.

Seeing that people ignored him, Chi Huang asked himself and answered: My parents helped us create a homonym because of the love in the old song Forgetting Love, one is greedy, the other is infatuation, is it earthy and làng? manga.

After he finished speaking, he let out a muffled laugh.

What about your blind date? Who asked you to introduce family members. Su Lian tapped on the table with his knuckles, making rhythmic noises, urging people to sit down.

Chi Wang easily controlled the ball with one hand, curled his legs and moved down: Let's talk for a while, anyway, you won't lose money.

My conscience is uneasy for taking this kind of money. Su Lian saw his lazy look, and couldn't help kicking him, Don't ink it, take out the paper.

Hiss, bào force law enforcement.

Chi Li was attacked on his calf, got up and threw the basketball aside, bent down and took out a stack of test papers from his schoolbag.

He put it on the table, stared at the answer full of red crosses, and said quite confidently: I'm afraid you won't be able to start.

Su Lian stepped on the ground with his long legs, fixed the swivel chair, read a few answer sheets in silence, pointed to the test papers and asked questions one by one.

Why does mathematics only do multiple-choice questions?

Because reluctance can be blind.

So many choices of C in English are also random guesses?

The option that might happen to be C looks more pleasing to the eye.

How can these two groups of aa be mixed and dominant?

Let's be positive.

Su Lian: ...If you can't teach, you should drop out.

Mr. Su, are you giving up now? It's not like you. Chi Wang sat at the table, looking at the person with his head lowered and a low smile, a little provocative.

In a low voice, with a bit of laziness, Su Lian's back was numb when he shouted: What are you screaming?

Don't you want to be my teacher? Don't let me call.

Su Lian raised his eyes to look at him, this man was full of anger, not serious, and usually seemed to get along well.

But if he really wants to do anything, it seems that it is not so easy to discipline, and he always has to adopt such or such methods, like a wild and untamable young láng.

For example, now, Chi Li is evading learning by making jokes.

Call it whatever you want. Su Lian didn't lift his eyelids, took out his textbook and started to circle the key points.

Chi Yang put his hands on the table, stared at Su Lian for a while, not understanding why this person always likes to control himself, and can't see any clues.

There was a little wind outside, the curtains moved slightly, and the layers of làng were rolled up. The eyes are a little itchy, as if chuī has entered ashes.

He tore open the drawer next to him, took out a bottle of eye drops, and handed it to Su Lian, bending over slightly.

I got something in my eye and it hurts a bit. Help me get it done.

Su Lian looked at the face that suddenly came over to enlarge, and the other party's red eyes were a little wet, like a rippling lake.

He held his breath, pulled back a little distance, and whispered: There are so many things, can I read after the drip?

Okay, you have the final say. Chi Juan compromised and tapped the corner of his eye with his fingertips, Quick, help.

Su Lian held down his hand rubbing his eyes, checked his eyes left and right, and confirmed that everything was fine: Don't move.