Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 684 Young Man Admires 29

The man wore an obsidian coat with a grey sweater and casual trousers underneath. Both his temperament and combed hair showed the charm of a mature man.

The key point is that he was still smiling at her and seemed to be saying something.

Zhang Dingyu could only speed up and run.

Stand still in front of her.

After greeting Lingyao, her eyes fell on the man boldly and directly.

Jiang Lu was stunned by the boy's eyes. He...

His eyes deepened a little, but there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips. He didn't take the child, who hadn't even fully grown his hair, seriously.

Not to mention anything else, just in terms of economy, he is at least miles ahead of this kid.

Although Jiang Lu is not a local, he is 26 years old and has a foothold in Beiyun City. He has his own house and has just bought a new car. Naturally, he is a leader among the crowd in his career.

And the boy in front of me seemed to be still wearing school uniform the last time we met?

Jiang Lu twitched his lips and squinted his eyes generously: "Brother, are you here to pick up your sister? Let's go back together in my car later."

Zhang Dingyu's black pupils were like ink, and in the cool breeze, the ink swayed gently under his eyes.

"No need, I will send my sister back." It was the first time that he spoke before Lingyao, and the first time that he did not ask Lingyao's opinion first.

Teenagers are like this, because they are young, they are fearless and never gloss over the truth. Many of their thoughts cannot be hidden as well as those of adults.

Jiang Lu's smile faded, and he turned back to look at Lingyao: "What do you think? Your brother shouldn't be old enough to get a driver's license, right? It's hard to get a taxi at this time, and it will take an hour to take the subway back, right?"

As he spoke, Jiang Lu couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile that implied a declaration of victory.

Zhang Dingyu did not speak this time, but just stood stubbornly in front of the two men. Her eyes, which had just been filled with stars, now became dim, like a black shadow under the street light.

Lingyao raised her hand and pulled him over, walked towards the car with this "shadow", and knocked on the window twice.

The driver in the car heard the noise and immediately got out of the car to help open the door.

His job pays well and is easy, so of course he has to be quick and agile.

The car door opened, Lingyao pushed Zhang Dingyu in, turned back and told Mingyue that she was leaving first, then turned around and got into the car again.

Mingyue naturally couldn't keep anyone here, so she just looked awkwardly at Jiang Lu, who was standing there with a pale face.

She saw several times today that Lingyao ignored Jiang Lu when he spoke. This is what true contempt means. This is complete disregard.

The key point is that Jiang Lu can't do anything. Even if he is angry, he can only do it behind Lingyao's back. After all, Lingyao is the boss of the editors.

Didn’t you see that everyone calls her Teacher Li or Sister Yao?

That is Jiang Lu, who has always called people Lingyao. Before, she thought it was because there was something going on between the two of them, and it was normal to call them that when there was something going on between the two of them.

But now it seems that Ren Lingyao is obviously not interesting. In this case, it would be a bit "ungracious" to call her by her full name.

This is the benefit of power. When you treat a man who is not as good as you or a man who harasses you, as long as you have great power, you can completely despise the other person.

In the car, after Lingyao got in, she found that Zhang Dingyu was very silent, and when she asked him questions, only a few words came out of his throat.

Lingyao couldn't help but glance at him: "What's wrong? Just tell me if you have something to say."

Zhang Dingyu looked up at her, then lowered her eyelashes. After a while, she raised them again and looked at her.

After all this trouble, he finally asked, "When can I get a driver's license?"

"Eighteen years old."

"Oh." Zhang Dingyu lowered his head in frustration.

The pitiful look of the little one made Lingyao secretly happy. How could this little baby be so cute?

She couldn't help but raise her hand and rub his head, just like how she would rub a dog.

"You don't have to worry about getting a driver's license now. We have a driver at home."

Our home...

The hair was pulled and the itchy sensation went straight to the scalp.

Because of these three ordinary yet extraordinary words, Zhang Dingyu's heart seemed to be melted with cream, and the sweetness soared straight to the point where the corners of his mouth curled up. He quickly licked his lips, trying to hide the smile.

He just uttered a low "hmm" sound from his nose.

Vacation time is always short, and Zhang Dingyu and Zhang Dingrui soon returned to school and continued to study.

Another month passed, and the school organized a monthly exam as usual.

This time, Zhang Dingyu became the biggest dark horse in the exam, being the only one in the ordinary class to make it into the top 50 in the grade.

He ranked first in the class, several tens of points higher than the second place, and ranked 39th in the entire grade.

At this point, Zhang Dingyu's name quickly spread in No. 1 Middle School again.

Every day many people come to the classroom to look at him like a rare animal in the zoo.

Occasionally, a few of his good friends in the dormitory would be called out, and after a while they would come in and put a few pink letters or gifts in front of Zhang Dingyu's desk.

There's no way around it. The boy's dark horse grades and his cool and handsome face make him a killer among girls of this age.

Who in Girls’ Generation hasn’t dreamed of dating the school hunk and having him help her with homework?

The key is that Zhang Dingyu has a temperament rarely seen among city students, that is, steadiness and firmness. Some people speak unpleasantly and say that he is rigid.

But this guy is not rigid. At least some of the people in the dormitory feel that he is not rigid in the dormitory.

The corners of his mouth are upturned when he makes a phone call every day. Sometimes after finishing his studies, he just holds his phone and smiles foolishly, and I don’t know who he is chatting with.

He said he was chatting with his sister, but none of the three people in the dormitory believed him.

This guy is really bad! He secretly fell in love and didn't even share it with his roommates. No matter how hard you ask, you can't find out anything.

Chen Xin put the pink envelope and several gifts on his desk.

"By the way, they will add your contact information later, so remember to check it when you get back."

Zhang Dingyu frowned: "You gave me my contact information?"

Chen Xin smirked, hooked his arm around Zhang Dingyu's shoulder and said, "Well, I'm just giving them their contact information. You don't have to add them when the time comes. It happens that Halloween is in two days, and I'm going to give my goddess a gift. I need their help, so just think of it as helping a buddy."

Zhang Dingyu shook his shoulders away: "Just this once."

He asked them to take the gifts and letters back, and he didn't keep any of them. On the table were only the test papers and drafts with his neat handwriting.

The results of his first monthly exam came out on Wednesday. When he went home that night, he was usually a student who studied hard, but he became unusually restless.

His fingers touched the drawer where the cell phone was kept again and again.

In the end, I couldn't help it, so I closed the book half an hour early and went to bed with my phone.

The two of them didn't chat every day. Basically, she would ask about his situation when she remembered, sometimes by sending messages and sometimes by calling.

This week, she has not contacted him.

Zhang Dingyu lay on the bed with her chest down, her elbows resting on the bed for support, her fingers clenched around her cell phone.

I spent a long time editing in the chat box, but in the end, not a single word was sent.

I just took a screenshot of his grades and sent it to him, only the part that showed his grades.