The Younger Brother Next Door is a School Grass

Lu Xi's attitude was too firm, Zhou Sisi didn't insist anymore, and handed him the tableware to clean up.

The preliminary English speech contest is imminent, and Zhou Sisi's nerves are tense.

She looked at Lu Xi at the kitchen door for a while and made sure that he would not cause an accident, so she went to the balcony to practice speaking again.

End of the first pass.

"Borrow your cell phone for a minute," Lu Xi said in the living room, "Okay?"

"Well, wait a minute." Zhou Sisi didn't think much.

She went to the room to get the phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Lu Xi.

Going out of the balcony to continue practicing is not ideal.

"Lifeisaprocessofgrowingup."

"Whocancorrectly saywhattheyouthis?"

"It doesn't feel like a rhetorical question." Lu Xi's lazy evaluation came.

Zhou Sisi turned around, somewhat surprised.

"Put the phone on the coffee table." Lu Xi nodded on her chin. "Thanks. I'm going home."

"Don't worry—"

Zhou Sisi pursed her lips, "Are you free to listen to my speech?"

"I haven't done any of these things," Lu Xi put her hand in her pocket, "No."

"I just need you to sit and listen... I'm a little nervous and want to try more in front of others."

"Oh. You speak."

"Goodevening, LadiesandGentlemen..."

"Lifeisaprocessofgrowingup..."

"Stop." Lu Xi, with her elbows on her knees, leaned forward, "Don't you look at the audience when you speak?"

"Well, I will pay attention." Zhou Sisi nodded and started again.

From the first sound, Zhou Sisi looked directly at Lu Xi.

The beautifully shaped big eyes are a bit dull, and the look is pure and helpless but full of energy-the stubborn guy who forces himself to look at the "audience".

"Also, don't have to keep staring at it." Lu Xi flushed invisibly. "At that time, you will have more than one audience, and your eyes will have to circulate in the audience."

Zhou Sisi humbly asked for advice: "How to turn?"

"This..." How does he understand?

Lu Xizhen has never participated in any speech contest. Originally, she was deliberately provocative, who asked her to squeeze his spare time to memorize words and English.

However, the sincere appearance of the trust and sincerity of Sisi last week, inexplicably hot rushed into Lu Xi's brain, "At first, I looked at the last row of audiences, talking and speaking, your eyes moved forward, or looked around the audience."

The experience of reading the review in front of the whole school should be used for reference, fuck, did he pay attention to the audience in the stands?

Lu Xi grabbed her hair, "Or you can search online—I search and see." He took out his mobile phone and flicked his fingers.

"The teacher has probably talked about the key points of the speech." Zhou Sisi said.

"Then why are you still ill?"

"I can't see it myself, so I need you to be an audience."

"Oh." Lu Xi stood up, "Look at this selected post."

He even brought a cell phone to Zhou Sisi, "The sight of the speech is similar to what I said."

"Yeah." Zhou Sisi looked at it in accordance with his words.

"Besides, you need to mobilize your own emotions and drive the audience's emotions." Lu Xi pointed out the key points, "Body language is indispensable, for example—"

Zhou Sisi turned his head and lifted his eyelashes.

It happened that Lu Xi bowed his head.

The eyes are facing each other.

Lu Xi's lip peak and Zhou Sisi's long eyelashes are only over nine centimeters.

The light and warm breath was like catkins on the lakeside in spring, small groups of catkins brushed on his neck.

Itchy, let his words fall in his throat.

Hands stopped in the air.

Realizing that the current distance between the two is not appropriate, Zhou Sisi stepped back and said, "I will practice again."

"Ah, good." Lu Xi lowered his hand.

The thumb presses on the second joint of the index finger and makes a soft "click".

"You sit and listen."

"good."

"Goodevening, LadiesandGentlemen..."

…

This Sunday is Tomb Sweeping Day, and English is not supplemented.

In the morning, Zhou Sisi sent a WeChat message to Lu Xi to set up the task of memorizing words for the next week.

In the chat log, Zhou Sisi confirmed that he accepted Lu Xi's transfer-about when he borrowed her mobile phone after washing the dishes last night.

The number is much higher than the cost of Zhou Sisi's two breakfasts.

She initiates a transfer to Lu Xi before going to bed. He has confiscated it up to now, and the news has not been returned.

—I returned more than ten minutes after assigning the task.

The content is a period.

Zhou Sisi reminded Lu Xi to collect the money, saying that he couldn't use so much money.

Lu Xi: No.

Lu Xi: No.

Zhou Sisi was a little helpless. Cooking breakfast for Lu Xi was worried that he would be late, and cooking dinner because he didn't want him to always eat takeaway. The money for cooking is not a fraction of the money he once paid for her to pay off her debts.

***

After coming back from Qingming Festival, Huang Zhou did not forget to tell his brother the first time he saw a netizen last week.

"At that time, a girl with long curly hair walked over to the table and said,'Hello, are you waiting for someone?'" Huang Zhou patted his thigh, "The voice is called a crisp, I immediately recognized that she is Xiaosha. "

Pan De asked: "How do you look?"

"Two dimples are sweet, petite, not bad." Huang Zhou smiled.

"You guys drank milk tea at night, what are you going to do afterwards?" Pan De is mildly short-sighted, often wears a pair of silver-framed glasses, looks gentle, in fact, the color in his thoughts is not much lighter than Huang Zhou.

"It's past seven o'clock in the chat and drinking milk tea—damn, why are you so dirty?" Huang Zhou rolled his eyes.

"Pretend, you pretend to be as simple as yourself."

"I didn't think about that at all!"

"What's the matter? Why don't I understand? I didn't say anything'thing'. Hey." Pan De touched Lu Xi who was leaning back in his chair, "Is it not? Axi? "

Lu Xi casually said "Ah".

"I really didn't do anything, Huang Zongze is a minor, okay?" Huang Zhou said, "and Xiaosha's tutor is very strict, and she has to go home before eight o'clock. She is very obedient and a good girl."

Lu Xi yawned, "Good girl let you play games all night? See netizens alone?"

"Sharp. The adjective Huang is afraid of using the wrong one?" Pan De said.

"Damn, what do you know?" Huang Zhou said anxiously, "Xiaosha is really good, and she would call me ‘brother.’

Lu Xi: "Oh."

"Is the game not fragrant? What kind of female netizens do you want?" Pan De put his glasses under his fingers, "I am not a girl who can chat in three dimensions."

Although he is not as handsome and refined as Lu Xi, he can barely squeeze into the ranks of handsome guys. There must be a few female classmates who favor him.

"Why is Lin quiet?" Huang Zhou deliberately blocked it.

"My name is Lin Wenjing," Pan De said. "She texted me the day before yesterday to confess."

Huang Zhou immediately: "Really? Have you agreed?"

"You are more excited than the panda who was confessed." Lu Xi sneered.

"Isn't it afraid that the panda will defect to our single brother group?" Huang Zhouzhao punched the panda on the shoulder, "Don't grind, just say yes to the girl."

Pan De first looked around and confirmed that Lin Wenjing's friend Xiang Yinglan was not nearby, "No."

"Talking to WeChat every day, isn't it quite a call?" Huang Zhou winked.

"Your dad talks every day, I only come back occasionally." Pan De stopped. "She's still fine. I don't like her hair that is as rough as a broom tied to the back of her head."

Lu Xi put her fingers under her lips, "You are too superficial, just a hairstyle."

"That's it, so superficial." Huang Zhou echoed.

"No, don't you look for someone to look at the face?" Pan Dezhen remarked, "Isn't this what we look at at our age? Face, add a figure, look at these two, it is so superficial."

Huang Zhou clicked his tongue, "Meaning that the girl changes her hair style, so you will have **** with her?"

"Probably. But what nice hairstyle can her cornbeard-like hair make?" Pan De said.

"It's too late." Lu Xi shook the back of Pan De's head, "You are not as handsome as your haircut."

"Your dad, let go! I've blown it."

***

During the big class, Zhou Sisi went to find the English teacher who was in charge of following up the English competition. If he wanted to give a face-to-face speech, he asked him for advice.

Finally, she mustered up the courage to enter the office of the English group of the first year of high school, and was told that the teacher had not come.

"If you have time to go to the teacher to practice, what are you afraid of? Their job is to teach students."

"The advice the teachers gave is useful."

Lu Xi's words sounded inadvertently and impatiently.

Zhou Sisi pinched his fingertips and went to the class teacher again.

When Wu Lan heard her intentions, "Yes, can you try it here?"

Apart from Wu Lan, there are only two teachers in the office, one is changing homework and the other is using a computer.

"Yeah." Zhou Sisi exhaled softly, "I'm starting."

Practicing hundreds of speeches. More than three minutes and twenty seconds from beginning to end.

Two teachers walked into the office halfway through. One teacher asked if the girl student was endorsing a book; another reminded her not to disturb her.

With the addition of a new audience, Zhou Sisi was a little nervous instinctively, biting his head and staring ahead to finish the speech.

"Generally it's okay." Wu Lan considered it, "It would be better if the eyes and posture were more confident."

The question pointed out is similar to what Lu Xi once said.

Zhou Sisi remembered in his heart, "Yeah."

"In places with strong emotions, your tone should be surging, add a little gesture, for example..." Wu Lan specifically gave some pointers.

Seeing Zhou Sisi's face serious and tight, she kindly comforted: "Believe in yourself, don't put too much pressure."

A teacher who came in earlier asked: "The game is the day after tomorrow?" He taught Zhou Sisi the language of his class.

"Yes, the day after tomorrow afternoon." Wu Lan said.

"Come on, Zhou Sisi." The Chinese teacher offered encouragement, "You are so good, you will definitely be able to easily pass five levels and defeat six generals."

Zhou Sisi pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you teachers."

When going downstairs, Zhou Sisi met Lu Xi head-on.

A black letterhead headband, a thin white overalls coat, a small object with a buckle swayed in his hand, the teenager and his companions went upstairs while chatting.

Zhou Sisi guessed that with Lu Xi's character, he probably wouldn't want to say hello.

She bends a very small smile, her eyes are raked away from him.

"Ah... Zhou Sisi."