Chapter 18: Steps

At that time, cheers and shouts were intertwined on the field.
Lu Lin lowered her head, and she smiled at him, dazzling a pair of peach eyes.
His body tightened, and he changed the subject: "I'll return your lunch box."
Jiang Yan took Fenfen's lunch box and opened it. The box was clean. It was obviously cleaned. An unconcealable smile spread from the corner of her mouth.
"Is Mango Melaleuca delicious?"
"It's ok, a bit sweet."
"I deliberately added more sugar." She specifically emphasized: "My brother's share is not as sweet as yours."
Lu Lin was silent for a while, and said, "Thank you."
Jiang Yan put the lunch box into the bag and said lightly: "I'm seeing you outside."
In the shooting competition, Jiang Zhongchen took the first place with great enthusiasm, but he could be broken. When he left, he called Lu Lin.
"Brother Lu, I want to compare with you, okay?"
Lu Lin turned his head: "Compared to what?"
"It's better than shooting."
Lu Rin looked at the trophy in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Think that he has been a teacher?"
"How can it be!" Jiang Zhongchen said with a smile: "It's better to have fun."
Jiang Yan stood with her arms in her arms and watched the show.
"How about it, Brother Lu, want to try it?"
"come on."
Lu Lin just agreed, Jiang Zhongchen immediately said: "Big Brother Lu, if you lose, can you promise me one thing?"
Lu Lin will lose, what a joke.
Jiang Yan said to Jiang Zhongchen: "It's so hard to win a trophy, why don't the little boys cherish honor."
Jiang Zhongchen curled his lips, ignored her, and only asked Lu Lin: "Brother Lu, all right?"
"Yes." Lu Lin readily agreed: "I lost, I promise you a request, as long as you have this ability."
Jiang Zhongchen's smile deepened, walked to Lu Lin's side, attached to his ear, and whispered something quietly.
When Lu Lin heard this, he looked at Jiang Yan.
Although the regular competition has ended, the private contest between Lu Lin and the shooting competition champion Jiang Zhongchen attracted many students to watch.
In the twilight, in the afterglow of the setting sun, Lu Lin put on shooting glasses, and the thin black lenses blocked his eyes with a calm texture.
While Jiang Zhongchen was showing off his gun skills, causing the girls to scream, Lu Lin had already fired the gun and warmed up.
A few shots that seemed random and random, but hit the bullseye steadily, effortlessly.
Lu Lin who was armed with a gun, his whole temperament began to sink, becoming cold and solemn.
Guns are weapons, they can protect and hurt people.
Once he picked up the gun, there was a heavy burden and responsibility on his shoulders, so at this time, Lu Lin's eyes felt very deep and thick.
Jiang Yan sat on the horizontal bar and looked at the two people at the shooting training field with smiles.
Jiang Zhongchen is eager to try, confident that he can defeat his former master, and he has the posture of winning from the blue. But looking at Lu Lin's calm and breezy appearance, he knew that the outcome was determined.
How could Jiang Zhongchen be Lu Lin's opponent.
He has won the first place in the police shooting competition for four consecutive years. He is a born sharpshooter.
At the start of the game, Jiang Zhongchen shot three consecutive shots and hit the bullseye. Only the last ring was missed, but it was within the second ring.
The surrounding shouts rang out, and he was so proud that he blew a kiss in the direction where Jiang Yan was.
Jiang Yan chuckled, reaching out to open his air kiss in disgust.
Next, it was Lu Lin's turn. He stood up straight and aimed at the bullseye. The eyebrows were furrowed, and the eagle-like gaze grabbed the target.
Three shots determine the outcome, the first two shots, Lu Lin hit, impartial.
The third shot, of course, is no suspense. As long as he can hit, he will win Jiang Zhongchen, because Jiang Zhongchen missed the last shot.
Jiang Yan looked at her younger brother. At this moment, he was not in the mood to lose the game. On the contrary, he was full of confidence, and he showed her a relieved mouth.
Jiang Yan knew him too well, all bad ideas in her heart were written in those sly eyes, so she couldn't help but wonder, this guy must have made some bad ideas.
Everyone on the scene watched intently, waiting for Lu Lin to fire the last shot. However, what is puzzling is that Lu Lin's shot has not been shot for a long time.
Jiang Yan stared at him closely, puzzled.
He seemed...undecided.
He is uncertain whether this shot will hit or not.
Why hesitate?
Just when Jiang Yan was wondering, Lu Lin fired a gun with only a "bang".
However, what everyone did not expect was that this shot hit the second to third ring, and it was even worse than Jiang Zhongchen!
There was a disappointed sigh.
The comrades in the police force couldn't believe that with Lu Lin's level, he would actually be biased?
How is this possible!
They didn't believe it, and Jiang Yan certainly didn't believe it even more. After it was over, Jiang Yan grabbed Jiang Zhongchen by the collar and asked, "What did you tell Lu Lin to let him deliberately lose to you."
"Sister, you can insult me, but you can't insult my strength, let alone insult the bottom line and principles of Brother Lu." Jiang Zhongchen shook Jiang Yan's hand with a smile on his face: "Brother Lu is not as skilled as other people, and he is convinced to lose."
Behind him, Lu Lin walked over. Jiang Yan patted Jiang Zhongchen's back, and the two stood still.
Jiang Yan said to Lu Lin: "You don't need to care what the kid said to you, this guy is dead."
Lu Lin walked to Jiang Zhongchen's side and put his hand on his shoulder: "Yes, I'm a teacher."
Even Xiao Wang on the side felt that this was false.
Lu Rin, you hypocritical man.
Jiang Zhongchen smiled and said, "Brother Lu, you have lost, promise me."
"Of course I won't break my promise."
Jiang Zhongchen waved to Lu Lin: "Brother Lu, let's talk about it."
Lu Lin didn't turn his head back, he just raised his hand in the setting sun.
After he left, Jiang Yan quickly asked: "What do you ask him to promise you, he will deliberately lose the game?"
"I want to know." Jiang Zhongchen grinned: "Call me, brother, and I'll tell you."
"Little bunny, you are still with my brother and sister!" Jiang Yan grabbed Jiang Zhongchen's ear.
"Hey hey, I was wrong, wrong, you are the sister, you are the ancestor."
On the way home, he finally confessed to his sister.
"Actually, I didn't say anything." Jiang Zhongchen said casually, "I told Big Brother Lu, you want to see "Murder on the Orient Express", which will be released next week. I don’t have time for the exam. Let him go with you to see it for me. ."
Jiang Yan paused, her eyes widened, in disbelief: "No, he can't agree? He also lost to you on purpose."
She doesn't believe it, absolutely doesn't believe it: "You can make me happy."
"Why should I make you happy? I just tried it. I didn't expect that Big Brother Lu would agree so readily." Jiang Zhongchen said as he walked, "Then he would lose to me so deliberately, which is even more unexpected, but Through this incident, I want to understand."
Jiang Yan stopped and raised her heart: "What do you want to understand?"
"I think Big Brother Lu, he still likes you very much, but is missing a step."
"Stairs..."
"After all, at the beginning, you left him first. I can't let it go easily." Jiang Zhongchen said seriously: "I gave him this step just now, and of course he will come down with him. Sister, Brother Lu really likes you. Don't let him down."
Jiang Zhongchen looked back and saw Jiang Yan standing in the afterglow of the setting sun. For some reason, she felt her eyes a little red.
"I didn't want to let him down, I just don't know how to face him."
Jiang Zhongchen came over and pulled Jiang Yan's hand: "It's still the same as before, he hasn't changed, and you don't need to change."
Jiang Yan wiped her eyes and smiled at him: "Yeah."
Jiang Zhongchen stretched out his hand to embrace her shoulder, soothed, and patted gently: "Did you find that your brother is very considerate and charming today."
"The image suddenly became tall and majestic."
"That must be."
"Thank you." Jiang Yan said solemnly: "Really, thank you Duan'er."
"We are relatives, what should I do if I don't help you. How the lyrics are sung, people's thoughts are like dust, falling in the past and drifting to the future, let the past follow the wind..."
As Jiang Zhongchen was talking, he actually sang.
Jiang Yan's smile deepened, raising her eyes, and suddenly the setting sun fell down the cliff.