Vol 3 Chapter 478: Don't care if the oil on her face is good

　　　　 Mao Yuqiu was standing at the entrance of the school hospital. The health room was on the second floor. She hesitated here for a while and saw her physical education teacher move out of the hospital.
　　 "Hello, Teacher Gao." Mao Yuqiu raised his hand to say hello, the greasy light on his face greeted the sunset like a big meat bun in a cafeteria.
"Oh, you're the one..." The physical education teacher scratched his mellow and soft belly like a chiffon cake. He repeated "that" for a long time, but after all he didn't recognize Mao Yuqiu, "Hey, my classmates also came to look for Xiaolu. I remember you are in the same class."
　　 [Mao Yuqiu: Do you know that I am Lu Zhengkang's classmate without knowing me? What the is this answer. 】
　　 "Right." Classmate Mao smiled generously, as if there were three or five folds on the big meat bun.
"What's the matter with you looking for him, oh, yes, if you are late for massage, I am the last one he received today, and he will leave after pressing for his little girlfriend. If you have something to do Find him quickly, or it's really late." The physical education teacher vigorously fiddled with his beer belly, like a ramen master shaking the dough.
　　 [Mao Yuqiu: Listening to what you said, is Lu Zhengkang doing any limited time promotions? And how does your accent, teacher, look like you lived in the Northeast for three years and then went to Sichuan and Shu for further study? Are you not a local? ! 】
　　 "Thank you, teacher, can you tell me which health room is he in?"
　　 "The twelfth, uh, it should be on the eleventh now. You can just ask the nurse when you go. He knows all about the hospital."
"goodbye teacher."
"Goodbye, who, I will remember you next time in physical education." The physical education teacher squinted and tried to see the student's face through the stubborn adolescent shine, but he failed, only remembering that the light was very strong. , Very oily, much like the faintness of the soup flowing out of the meat buns under the light of the cafeteria, making people's mouths stuck in saliva and speechless.
　　 [Mao Yuqiu: I thank you? 】
　　 The little girl rushed into the hospital. There was no sunlight interference. Under the cold light, her face looked much refreshed.
When she came to the second floor, she counted. The health room on No. 11 was closed. She leaned over the observation port of the black sealed glass door and peeked in. Lu Zhengkang was standing by the bed to relax Su Xiangli's back, boy. Seriously, the girl turned her head sideways, her mouth was chattering, she couldn't hear the sound, but she could see that both parties were at ease.
　　【Mao Yuqiu: What is the sense of sight of this old couple? 】
Lu Zhengkang turned his head slightly and saw Mao Qiu peering outside the door. He waved his hand quickly and the sensor door opened silently. Mao Yuqiu was facing Lu and Su, and his three small heads looked at each other. Suddenly there was a three-counseling trial. The wonderful sense of seriousness.
　　Lu Zhengkang was about to greet him quickly, and only after two steps, Su Xiangli grabbed his hand. She panted and helped Lu Zhengkang sit up.
　　 Mao Yuqiu saw this intimate posture, just born the courage to step in, he couldn't help hesitating suddenly.
　　 Su Xiangli smiled and waved his arms vigorously, "Maoqiu, you are here!"
　　 "Hello, Susu, did you bother you?"
Mao Yuqiu walked into the health room quietly. The huge room was divided by dark green curtains. The medical equipment was piled up in the corner and no one cares. Only occasionally robots would come to clean it. It was really quiet. , There is a sense of tranquility isolated from the campus, just like a silent stone platform standing in the noisy deep forest at night, suitable for speaking some selfish words here.
　　Wow, is this the legendary sweet love? Mao Yuqiu looked at the green men and women in front of him, Su Xiangli was generous and hearty, and put his arms around Lu Zhengkang's shoulders, his expression was unconsciously joyful and gentle, while Lu Zhengkang was just lazy and presumptuous, like a funny big boy next door , The two of them are each other's home, otherwise how could there be such a peaceful posture.
　　 So I said, "What's the matter with classmate Lutou looking for me?"
　　 Lu Zhengkang moved a chair, and the three of them sat, "It's about the monitor. We were discussing forming a band. She should have practiced drums, but that's not the point."
　　 "..." [Mao Yuqiu: Not the point? real or fake? You know you want to pull her into the band. 】
Lu Zhengkang stared at Mao Yuqiu with a serious face, and suddenly found sunlight projected from the window of the health room, shining on her face, full of fat, as if the traditional famous dishes were not sticky, he resisted the idea of ​​spitting in his heart. "Uh, I found that the monitor seems to have encountered something troublesome. Everyone knows her character. She is very stubborn. When I talked behind her that day, her first reaction was an elbow." Lu Zhengkang gestured with his elbow. .
Mao Yuqiu nodded, her oily light followed in a daze. The faint pimples on her face glide in a paste-like halo, like the red dots of a laser pointer drifting on a bowl of fat, fragrant chicken soup, "Yes, she I don’t like someone approaching quietly."
　　 Su Xiangli tilted his head, "Why duck?" Her soft ponytail gently brushed Lu Zhengkang's cheek, causing him to pursed his mouth.
　　【Mao Yuqiu: Tilted his head and leaned against Lutou’s shoulder subconsciously, Mom, I suddenly felt like I had become a light bulb. Why should I suffer such pain? 】
　　 "Hmm... I don't know, it may be related to her family, you know, many single families now have such a high divorce rate after all." Bulb replied hesitantly.
When 　　 said this sentence, the three of them felt a little bit.
　　 The current divorce rate is really too high.
　　 The annual growth rate of the number of single households is increasing.
　　 It is difficult for modern people to have lasting love. Like Zhang Yingxuan’s parents, there are actually a minority. One person passes away, the other can still love her, and for the rest of the family, separation is separation, and they will never see each other again in this life.
Lu Zhengkang’s family is pretty happy, but he doesn’t know whether such happiness can be maintained, and many of his relatives are divorced. Once such a topic is talked about, the atmosphere will be very heavy~EbookFREE.me~ especially right. For the children-how can parents be theirs.
　　 Just like Wan Qing’s singing, "The fisherman still wants to continue to be the fisherman, but the harbor has disappeared." This kind of powerless sorrow, in fact, everyone has experienced.
　　 Mao Yuqiu and Su Xiangli were silent and stopped talking. When Lu Zhengkang saw this, he could hardly speak any more questions in his heart.
　　 "That's it for today, or not?" Lu Zhengkang said incoherently.
　　 Mao Yuqiu shook his head, "You want to form a band, that monitor must be a good candidate, and her drum set is professional. But I don't know how to help you persuade her, she doesn't like playing drum set."
　　 If I don’t like it, it means that there is a shadow. Since I don’t like it, it’s so powerful. Of course, for the child, the reason is clear.
　　 Su Xiang left, "I don't like ballet either."
　　 Lu Zhengkang saw them turning their eyes to him, he was taken aback for a moment, and he said, "I don't like it either, eh, formalism?"
　　 "Everyone knows this." Mao Yuqiu shrugged, "In fact, the school is okay, it won't give you too many weird tasks, anyway, you leave it to me."
　　 Lu Zhengkang was very moved. He looked at Mao Qiu's gaze as if he was looking at a piece of braised chicken drumsticks that was offered in a shrine. The dazzling oil color shone with a holy aftertaste.
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