Chapter 3 Make-up Lesson March 2
"Yao Qianqian, it's time to go to the study room to study."
I looked up at Luo Zihan's cold and handsome face, and suddenly a strange throbbing flashed through my heart, and the wrist that he was holding seemed to be burning, hot.
The genius boy Luo Zihan, the cold young master Luo Zihan, what kind of person is he?
A spacious and quiet study room.
The bright white light poured down, illuminating the entire room.
Night had already fallen, and the shadows of the trees were swaying, reflected on the transparent glass windows. Before I knew it, Luo Zihan and I had been alone together for more than three hours.
He was extremely efficient and smart, and he lived up to his nickname of “genius boy.” Initially, he just asked me to do a few exercises in different subjects without saying anything, but after I finished the exercises, he immediately pointed out my weaknesses and developed a new tutoring plan for me.
"Thank you, Luo Zihan!"
I began to admire and appreciate him more and more.
"No need to thank me. If you want to pass the school test, your own efforts are the most important."
Luo Zihan bent his fingers and tapped the table, bringing my attention back to the exercises.
I smiled and stared at him intently. His dark brown hair gently covered his forehead, casting silhouettes on both sides of his high nose. His profile was clearly defined and had beautiful lines, like the most exquisite handwriting drawn by God, so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
Luo Zihan noticed my gaze and slowly raised his head. His indifferent and cold eyes looked into my eyes, which made me feel embarrassed and my cheeks became hot uncontrollably.
"looking at what?"
"No, nothing." I quickly looked away, bit my lip, and smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been distracted. I will study hard. Please don't say I'm stupid anymore."
Or, compared to the genius boy Luo Zihan, I am indeed not smart enough. However, it seems too narrow, too one-sided, and too unfair to measure a person's intelligence only by academic performance.
"Yao Qianqian..."
Luo Zihan stared at me, sighed almost inaudibly, and a rare, faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Luo Zihan, are you laughing?"
He still looked calm, raised his eyebrows and asked me, "So what?"
"What? Isn't this a shocking story?" I turned my head to look at him and deliberately teased him, "Everyone says that you are a miser who is extremely stingy with your smile. Luo Zihan, what will happen if I take a picture of your smile with my mobile phone and upload it to the school forum?"
He smiled slightly, opened his thin lips, and said word by word: "You, Yao Qianqian, will be expelled from school again."
"Using my offense against you as an excuse?"
Luo Zihan looked at me, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Yao Qianqian, in your eyes, am I a person who abuses my power, covers the sky with one hand, and makes trouble for no reason? I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have the time for that ."
"Luo Zihan, you..."
I wanted to tell him that I didn't mean that and that he misunderstood me. But for some reason, as I watched the frost gradually gather on his face and the smile gradually fade away from his eyes, my heart suddenly ached inexplicably and I felt that any explanation was meaningless.
"Keep studying."
Luo Zihan was the first to return to normal, his black eyes were as calm as water, as if nothing had happened.
"Yao Qianqian, you are late today. You will be given two extra homework assignments as punishment."
I stared at him blankly, my heart and eyes felt dry, and my throat was choked with sobs and I couldn't make a sound. I wanted to say some words of gratitude to him, but I couldn't say them.
C I, I seem to have really misunderstood Luo Zihan.
Every time I was with him, I would take it for granted that he would humiliate me, despise me, and treat me perfunctorily. In fact, I was too narrow-minded. As he said, he had no prejudice against me, nor did he deliberately embarrass me. He just treated me objectively and fairly, and meticulously completed what he promised me.
It turns out that the person who was always worried and anxious was me.
“Gu——”
I was concentrating on doing my homework when my stomach suddenly growled.
There was no other way. After school, I went straight to Platinum Hall. Up to now, I have been studying continuously for nearly four hours. I have hardly had a drop of water and I am almost unable to hold on due to hunger.
“Gugugugu——”
I tried desperately to hold my stomach with my hands, but I couldn't control the "protest" it made. I felt panicked and embarrassed, and a few black lines slid down my forehead.
What bad luck!
Why did Luo Zihan see me in such a state of disgrace? If it were anyone else, I could just laugh it off, but Luo Zihan... I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of him.
"hungry?"
In less than a second, his deep, inquiring voice reached my ears.
I nodded silently, shrinking my neck like an ostrich, lowering my head lower and lower, and my chin accidentally hit the table, and I immediately groaned in pain.
Luo Zihan looked up at me and laughed softly.
I rubbed my aching jaw, staring at him with grievance and anger, my nose felt sour, and my eyes started to turn red. He was making fun of me, wasn't he? Seeing that I was injured, even though it was a minor injury, he didn't say anything to comfort me, but instead pursed his lips and smiled softly, which was obviously a blatant mockery!
“Luo…”
"Don't open your mouth yet, your jaw will hurt." He interrupted me and sighed helplessly, but the smile on his handsome face did not disappear. "Yao Qianqian, what should I say to you? Are all your brain cells asleep..."
I held my chin and immediately protested: "Luo Zihan, stop calling me stupid!"
He frowned and looked at me deeply, as if he was in deep thought or struggling. His obsidian eyes were like the bright moon in the sky, clear, peaceful, dazzling, and without a trace of dust.
"Yao Qianqian, you seem to be too confused."
When I heard his words, I felt my jaw hurt even more, and the black lines on my forehead kept piling up.
This is the result of his thinking, which makes me feel powerless. Well, at least the word "confused" is much more elegant than "not working well".
"I'll have someone prepare dinner for you. Go downstairs and have something to eat in the dining room."
real or fake?
I took up his precious time to tutor him, and he even treated me to dinner! I never dared to hope for such generous treatment.
"Luo Zihan, I..."
Looking down at the unfinished exercises, I could only stop talking.
Luo Zihan saw through my thoughts at a glance and said calmly: "Originally, I planned to tutor you for three hours, so that your dinner would not be delayed too long. But you are late today, so just think of starving as a punishment. Take the remaining exercises back to the apartment and do them, and then go to the restaurant to eat first."
"Luo Zihan, thank you."
I was so moved that I nearly cried, but that was also because of my stomachache and jaw pain.
"Yao Qianqian, when you said 'thank you', how sincere was that?"
"How much? Of course it's full!" I pouted and patted my chest to assure, "Luo Zihan, I am very grateful to you. This is 100% from my heart, okay?"
He did not comment, maintained his usual silence, opened his laptop, and started to get busy again.
"Aren't you going to dinner?"
I opened my eyes wide with curiosity, thinking he would accompany me to the restaurant.
Luo Zihan was slightly startled, but did not look up at me. His slender jade-like fingers were still tapping on the keyboard quickly.
C: "You go eat first. I'm fine. I'm used to it."
Habit? Habit of what? Skipping dinner?
"Luo Zihan, you..." I looked at him in confusion, with a hint of indescribable anger, "What do you mean? Are you used to an irregular life? Are you used to being hungry like this? Luo Zihan, are you too poor to afford food, or..."
"Yao Qianqian, I'm busy."
"Can you ignore your health just because you're busy?" I didn't know what happened to me. I felt like I was out of control. I felt depressed. I just couldn't bear to see him not cherishing himself like this. "Luo Zihan, you are a human, not a god! You will get sick and feel pain, so why don't you take good care of yourself? If you are so busy that you don't even have time to eat, then fine, I give up and will no longer ask you to help with my homework. I hope you will..."
"Yao Qianqian!" Luo Zihan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed my arm to stop me from continuing. "This is my own problem. It has nothing to do with my promise to be your tutor. Some things are not something I can choose... You are right, I am not a god, and I cannot help myself, do you understand?"
"But..." I suddenly felt sorry for him, and the pain in my arm became more and more obvious. "Luo Zihan, everyone can do things like staying on schedule and eating on time. Can't you help yourself ?"
He raised his lips slightly, revealing a bitter smile.
"Well, sometimes."
Occasionally? I'm used to it. Why is he still talking about "occasionally"? Who is he trying to fool?
I was confused, really confused. What kind of life did Luo Zihan lead? How could a young master who was high above everyone else and had everything he wanted abuse himself, torture himself, and not know how to take care of himself?
Although I lost my parents, my aunt taught me since I was a child that life is the most precious thing and I should take good care of myself no matter what. Therefore, before I met my grandfather, even though my life was not rich and even a little poor, I was always healthy and almost never got sick.
Health is wealth, the most precious wealth in life!
And I don’t want Luo Zihan to lose this precious treasure.
"Come on, come with me to have dinner." I desperately pulled Luo Zihan's arm, looking firmly into his dark eyes, "Luo Zihan, I'll treat you to dinner. Let's leave Platinum Hall and go to a restaurant outside the school! This is my way of thanking my tutor, you can't refuse."
Luo Zihan looked back at me quietly and said in a deep voice: "Does it have to be like this?"
"Yes!"
I nodded without hesitation, and quickly increased my strength for fear that he would shake off my hand.
"Well, wait a few minutes, okay?"
"you……"
I leaned down slightly to see what he was doing.
Luo Zihan pushed the laptop in front of me without hesitation and said calmly: "In today's tutoring, I found that your basic knowledge is too poor, so I decided to summarize some key points that you must master. After each tutoring class, you take it home to review it, and slowly, you will make great progress."
"Luo Zihan, Luo Zihan..."
I took his arm and looked at him gratefully.
Unexpectedly, Luo Zihan suddenly frowned, his dark eyes narrowed, and he looked wary of me.
"Yao Qianqian, are you trying to act rogue again?"
I stared at him blankly, opening and closing my mouth several times, and stammered, "Luo Zihan, no, it's not what you think, I'm just too happy..."
Really! I swear to God, I'm not being a scoundrel this time! I was so moved that I didn't know what to say. I could only shout his name over and over again to express my gratitude.
Yes, I don't know Luo Zihan, but I can be sure that he is a serious and careful person, and someone I can trust and rely on. Maybe one day, the two of us can become good friends.
With Luo Zihan's help and guidance, I have made progress in all my subjects.
During class, although I was still slower than other students in reaction, I was able to answer the questions asked by the teacher correctly.
No matter what others say or think, at least I feel that Luo Zihan's help has a great impact on me, which has corrected my attitude towards learning and improved my enthusiasm for learning. If things continue like this, maybe I can really pass the retest of Dijing College smoothly.
CBesides that, there is one more thing that excites me.
A few days ago, I accepted Bai Yaning's invitation and officially joined the school cartoon club. There, I met many like-minded friends, all crazy cartoon lovers, who worked together to create, draw and carry out club activities. I like the cartoon club very much, and I also like the harmonious atmosphere.
"Qianqian, come here for a moment."
Bai Yaning pulled me out of the comics club's activity room and smiled mysteriously.
I looked at her in confusion and asked, "What's the matter? Can you please stop laughing so scary?"
"Scary? Come on, what's that look in your eyes?" Bai Yaning pouted and patted my shoulder hard, "Student Yao Qianqian, the president has summoned you. Your good luck has come."
What ?
The mysterious president of the comics club actually wants to see me!
Speaking of which, although the Dijing College Comics Club is a club organized spontaneously by students, all members know that the president who founded the comics club is a very extraordinary person.
"Yaning, have you met the president?"
"No." Bai Yaning shrugged, not hiding his disappointment. "To be honest, I've always been curious about what kind of person the president of the comics club is. Usually, the comics club is managed by the third-year seniors, and they never reveal any information about the president. Qianqian, you must tell me about your meeting with the president when you come back."
I nodded helplessly and smiled at Bai Yaning: "Okay, don't worry."
However, I had only joined the comics club for a few days, so why did the president suddenly want to meet me? What surprised me even more was that the place where the president asked me to meet was the Blue Danube, one of the most high-end cafes on this island.
The afternoon sun enveloped the entire cafe.
The golden sand-like luster poured in from the transparent glass windows, casting faint shadows on the ground.
I walked into the coffee shop with mixed feelings, and a mountain of questions seemed to burst out at any time. What exactly does the other party want to do? Since he is the president of the comics club, why doesn't he ask me to meet him on campus? Compared to the coffee shop full of guests, the quiet and empty atmosphere in the school seems more suitable for conversation.
The waiter in the cafe welcomed me warmly and led me to a private room inside.
"Miss, this is it, please come in."
I thanked the waiter, took a deep breath, raised my hand and pushed open the closed door.
Eh? No one!
