Chapter 9: Feeling of powerlessness

half an hour later.

Cheng Shu came out to look for someone. He didn't see anyone in the corridor, but he caught Cheng Xiaoyue in the room opposite, who was petting the dog.

Cheng Xiaoyue was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, with a beaming expression on her face, and was having a great time holding her furry puppy.

On the sofa not far away, Jiang Michuan put his laptop on his knees, occasionally looking down at the computer screen, occasionally raising his eyes to look at her teasing the dog with a crooked eyebrow.

The two of them were moving and still, one was making trouble and the other was laughing. Looking at this scene alone, there was actually an illusion that the years were peaceful.

Although Cheng Shu didn't know why he thought of the word "quiet years".

But immediately he was laughed out of anger.

He immediately walked in without hesitation and pinched a certain little bastard's face,

"I asked you to go to the penalty stand, and you are teasing the dog here?"

Cheng Xiaoyue was pinched so hard by him that his little face wrinkled into a ball, She grunted dissatisfied at his hands,

"I've stood here for half an hour!"

Besides, she didn't come just to be lazy. It was Jiang Michuan who clearly called her here, so why should she blame her indiscriminately?

Although Cheng Xiaoyue usually likes to be clever, once she is really wronged, her voice will unconsciously have a hint of choking that is not easy to detect.

Cheng Shu paused for a moment, knowing that this guy probably had no intention of being lazy, so he stopped pestering her about whether she had stood for enough time, and quickly let go.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the puppy she was holding, and said in a somewhat surprised tone,

"Where did that dog come from?"

Cheng Xiaoyue's face hurt so much when he pinched her. When he let go, he didn't bother to answer him, and quickly raised his hand to rub it. Rub your face.

Jiang Mikawa glanced at the pitiful little girl who was rubbing her eyes, lowered her eyelashes calmly, and responded seemingly casually,

"I dreamed that someone was catching wild dogs to cook dog meat, and you possessed the dog and asked me Ask for help. I’ll go to the pet store and buy you back as soon as I wake up.” Cheng Shu

:

“…”

Is this person calling him a dog in a roundabout way?

He laughed angrily, "Did I offend you, brother?"

Jiang Jianchuan said calmly, "No."

"You didn't scold me?"

"How can this be called scolding you? It's just a statement of facts."

Cheng Shu: "....? "

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Jiang Michuan carefully for a few seconds. He really felt that this person was very unusual today, and he seemed to have to find trouble in him.

But Cheng Shu confirmed that he had done nothing sorry for him recently. He had neither snatched away his girlfriend nor felt sorry for his girlfriend. Their relationship was clean and polite, so he just treated him as his uncle. No, I didn’t bother with him anymore.

Cheng Shu turned to look at Cheng Xiaoyue and lazily said,

"Okay, come home with me to do your homework."

Cheng Xiaoyue's schoolbag has not been opened since school.

But thinking that her parents had gone out and she would be alone with Cheng Shu when she returned, Cheng Xiaoyue felt a little uncomfortable.

She scratched her head guiltily, hugged the puppy, and whispered tentatively,

"I'll just write here, okay?"

The girl's cautious tone revealed almost all her thoughts.

This time, before Cheng Shu could speak, Jiang Jianchuan slowly uttered one word beside him,

"Okay." As soon

as he opened his mouth, Cheng Shu almost blurted out the word "No" but he blocked it back.

He glanced at Jiang Jichuan and snorted noncommittally.

Jiang Michuan is a dog who is quite good at pretending to be nice in front of a little girl.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Cheng Xiaoyue knew that this was an excellent opportunity and immediately ran to the opposite side to pick up her schoolbag.

At the same time, Jiang Michuan had already stood up and tidied the coffee table briefly, leaving a place for her to put her homework books.

Cheng Xiaoyue entered the room holding her schoolbag and glanced at Cheng Shu subconsciously. Then he knelt down next to the coffee table, unzipped his school bag, took out his exercise paper, and spread it out on the table.

Seeing that she started to do her homework conscientiously, Cheng Shu ignored her and turned to chat with Jiang Michuan.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa chatting, but out of the corner of their eyes, they kept peeking at the test paper of a certain elementary school bastard.

When Cheng Shu and Jiang Michuan were in high school, they were the top students in their grade.

In almost every monthly exam, the two of them ranked first and second equally in the science subjects of their grade.

So now I saw Cheng Xiaoyue biting the penholder and looking at the first multiple-choice question for nearly 5 minutes at a loss, and immediately fell silent.

Shouldn't the answer to this kind of question be obvious at a glance?

Another minute passed in the blink of an eye, Cheng Xiaoyue's pen holder was almost broken by her bite, and the draft paper was still blank.

Cheng Shu was impatient and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He patted her shoulder and took the pen from her hand.

He rarely gave Cheng Xiaoyue lectures, not because he was impatient, but mainly because Cheng Xiaoyue rarely asked him for help.

Because his lecture style is very rough and direct.

Sure enough this time, he still skimmed through the calculation process in two or three strokes, then checked the answer in a cool way, threw away the pen,

"Do you understand?"

Cheng Xiaoyue had no idea what had just happened. , looked up with a blank look on his face,

"Ah..."

Cheng Shu: "???"

Cheng Shu: "...."

I just talked about loneliness?

He raised his eyebrows speechlessly, looked at the question again, and looked at it carefully for a long time. After confirming that it was really just a very simple question using a formula, he raised his eyes and asked in disbelief,

"What is it that you don't understand?

" Can mom understand or is she human?

Cheng Xiaoyue was even more incredible than him.

But facing Cheng Shu's burning eyes, she pursed her lips, struggled to suppress the ancient power in her body, and replied as calmly as possible,

"Brother, to be honest, after listening to your talk, I always have the guts to finish accepting guests." The feeling of powerlessness after discovering that all I received was fake money."

Cheng Shu: "...."

Jiang Jianchuan: "...."

Is this how you describe the feeling of powerlessness? !

Jiang Michuan watched for a long time, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He pushed Cheng Shu away and took his place. Then he started to break down the question and listed the formulas used directly for her.

Unlike Cheng Shu's rough and simple style, he didn't even skip the addition and subtraction of two-digit numbers. Every step was clearly written on the scratch paper.

After getting the answer, Jiang Michuan took the pen and clicked on the answer, raised his eyes and asked her,

"Do you understand this time?"

Cheng Xiaoyue felt a sense of enlightenment and immediately said,

"I understand! Thank you, brother!"

Jiang Jianchuan then put down his pen.

Cheng Shu snorted, glanced at the densely drawn draft paper, and teased him in a drawl,

"How are you, brother? Let me tell my sister, is it possible that an 80-year-old man married an 85-year-old daughter-in-law?" "The feeling of powerlessness?"

Jiang Michuan: "...You know how to describe it better than your sister."