Is it wrong for a tutor to correct a troubled girl?

If he had known, he would not have joined the circle of second-time tourists after the college entrance examination. It was only after he met Ye Xiaolu and Da Gou in college that he gradually became cheerful and girls were willing to talk to him.

At the age of sixteen, Liu Mingfei would call himself Lu Xingchen.

Being able to apologize to other girls and agree to join the basketball team based on a strange note was already the limit of his tolerance.

He really couldn't ask Lu Xingchen to take the initiative to build a good relationship with Lu Xingchen.

But for Liu Mingfei, it was not all bad news, there was some good news as well.

That is, Lu Xingchen’s best friend is a face control.

Sometimes Lu Xingchen would accompany her best friend to watch him play basketball.

Fortunately, Liu Mingfei had asked Ye Xiaolu for some advice before and understood that he should not easily accept the water offered by girls at this time. Otherwise, Liu Mingfei would have to suspect whether Lu Xingchen would casually accept the water from any girl, thus lowering Lu Xingchen's impression of him.

It’s like playing a gal game, so the heroine doesn’t think she is a casual person.

But this is not enough. Liu Mingfei knows very well that if he always maintains this kind of connection, with the running figures in the stands on one side and the audience in the stands on the other side, he and Lu Xingchen will never have any intersection.

You have to take the initiative!

……

"So, boss, what's your brilliant idea?"

Ye Xiaolu held her forehead and rubbed her temples with a headache when faced with Liu Mingfei's question.

Why does the boss like to ask her about these plot-related things recently?

Please, there are classmates in the copywriting group and screenwriter group, and if all else fails, there are IP classmates. Why do you always pick on her to take advantage of her?

Liu Mingfei didn't know what Ye Xiaolu was thinking at the moment. If he knew, he would definitely roll his eyes.

Please, there is no one in Salmon now. The copywriting classmates, screenwriter classmates, and IP classmates are all men. Lu Xingchen knows nothing.

Moreover, it was really difficult for him to ask Wen Xiaoqiang about this matter. You know, Wen Xiaoqiang could kill him based on any clues, and he was afraid of exposing something.

After much thought, the only person he could ask was his most reliable tool, Pa... and the most reliable second-in-command of the company, Ye Xiaolu.

Liu Mingfei thought for a while, briefly summarized the current relationship between Xingchen and Lu Xingchen in the bottom lane, and asked Ye Xiaolu if there was any way to bring the two closer.

What Liu Mingfei wanted to express was to let Lu Xingchen and Lu Xingchen get closer like good friends.

But Ye Xiaolu, who works at Eryou Company, doesn't think so.

She looked up at Liu Mingfei with some confusion.

What does Brother Fei mean? Brother Fei, are you planning to take away a girl’s virginity?

Having a young lady is not enough, is Brother Fei still looking at the bowl while having his fill?

But Ye Xiaolu only had this thought for a moment, and then she realized that this was a campus romance. Brother Fei had graduated for more than a year, so he should not be talking about himself, but about the man and woman in the plot falling in love.

Ye Xiaolu felt that this possibility was very high, because she carefully recalled the other classmates in the company...

Well, they are all fucking straight men.

Criticize classmate Da Gou by name.

"Brother Fei, if you want our relationship to progress, then create conflict."

Ye Xiaolu said in an extremely serious tone.

It is said that except for the jungler, everything else can arrive late.

Love is naturally the same.

Of course, since you think love can come later and therefore don't take the initiative, then in the same way, the girl who belongs to you will be snatched away by another boy who takes the initiative.

Ye Xiaolu has always felt this way.

So if you want to take the relationship to the next level, you must take the initiative.

Liu Mingfei lowered his head, seeming to be lost in thought.

He could understand taking the initiative, but what did it mean to create conflict?

Ye Xiaolu rolled her eyes at Liu Mingfei.

"Brother Fei, you're so stupid! I'm really impressed by you engineering guys. You just need to cause a little trouble to the girl without affecting her health or studies."

Liu Mingfei was hit by a ruthless attack.

No, what happened to you, an engineering guy?

"If you don't want to do anything, then just be a hero and save the damsel in distress. Even though you all say this plot is cliché, that's because you haven't read stories written by female authors. The emotions they write about are so delicate!"

Ye Xiaolu, a reader of Mou Jiang, said proudly.

……

a few days later.

Nankai Private High School.

Principal's office.

boom! ! !

The loud knocking sound echoed in the huge office, and the middle-aged man's roar resounded through the world.

"You're so lawless! You skipped classes every day during your first week at this new school, and in your second week you're still fighting with other boys out of jealousy. Do you think anyone will pay for every time you cause trouble?"

Lu Xingchen sat on the sofa and leisurely made tea for himself, completely ignoring the principal's roar and the cold gaze of the girl beside him, and said lightly:

"I didn't force you to pay."

Lu Xingchen watched the scene indifferently, feeling slightly surprised.

Lu Xingchen's background seemed a little beyond her expectations.

Not only could the vice-principal's wife not do anything to him, but even the principal couldn't do anything to him.

The other boy who had fought with him... had been sentenced to go home and reflect for three days, and Lu Xingchen only asked him to write a self-criticism.

Seeing the young man leisurely soaking the Da Hong Pao tea that he usually wouldn't even bother to soak, the principal was furious and said angrily:

"Now that you're here, at least behave yourself, otherwise I won't be able to report to the school board, right?"

Lu Xingchennian just took a sip of tea, looked at the remaining can of Dahongpao, and said with a smile:

"This tea is good. I'll take it home and make tea eggs."

With a click, Lu Xingchen could hear the sound of the principal's beloved mahogany desk cracking.

“Lu Xingchen!!!”

"Is there something?" Lu Xingchen.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xingchen.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xingchen and Lu Xingchen looked at each other, then looked away, indicating that they were used to it.

The principal was stunned for a moment, then held his forehead with a headache.

He pointed at the girl and said, "I didn't call you."

After he finished speaking, he pointed at the boy and said, "You can take the tea, but only if you attend class properly... And don't actually make tea eggs for me, or at least don't let me know if you do. This is Dahongpao!"

"Look how anxious you are. It's just a can of tea."

Lu Xingchen chuckled, but did not pick up the can of tea. Instead, he stood up and left the office.

"I'm sorry, Lu." The principal leaned back in his office chair wearily, took off his glasses, and held his forehead. "This matter has nothing to do with you."

Lu Xingchen shook his head.

"No, I didn't handle this well."

"Lu Xingchen... I don't think he did anything wrong."

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There is another chapter updated in the early morning. If you are not a cultivator, please don’t wait. Go to bed early and get up early everyone~

(Complaining about my boss, I really became a Palu after the Chinese New Year woooo ...

7. Lu Xingchen Cares About Lu Xingchen (4.3k, -in-)

The incident happened an hour ago.

lunch break.

The back garden of the campus.

Nankai Private High School is not an ordinary high school, but a private aristocratic school with a garden-level environment.

Unique garden styles, ingenious statues, ingenious buildings, and so on.

It is well known that the tuition fees are high, but the teaching staff is also the strongest in the city.

Because of this, this high school has no fewer outstanding students admitted to prestigious universities every year than other public high schools in the city.

The high tuition fees are not difficult to understand. Anyone who studies in this environment will feel an inexplicable pressure just passing by these magnificent buildings and exquisite scenic spots every day. If they don’t study hard, they will be sorry for their parents who have worked hard to send them to school.

Of course, when there are so many people, there will always be one or two exceptions.

For example, the boy who walked towards the back garden at noon today.

On a bench in the back garden.

A girl wearing a light-colored windbreaker, black leather shoes, and an exquisite suit uniform of an aristocratic high school under the windbreaker is looking up at the blue sky, as if waiting for someone.

The girl has a pair of gorgeous and flawless eyes like amethyst, her skin is fair and smooth, and her carefully applied light makeup shows a mature charm, as if it can attract the attention of all passers-by.

But the back garden was basically empty at noon.

After all, this place is a bit far from the dormitory area.

In fact, the girl was just sitting in the back garden in a daze. She was enjoying the afternoon tea time when she could be alone in the back garden in a daze and empty her mind. No one would disturb her in this quiet moment.

All she had to do was get back to the dormitory before the lunch bell rang.

It should have been the same this afternoon. Just as she opened her eyes, which were a little dazzling from the sunlight, a strange boy unexpectedly appeared in front of her.

The strange man was not tall, probably the same height as her, at most one or two centimeters taller. He had an ordinary appearance, wearing a pair of round-framed glasses. There was nothing outstanding about him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was just a passerby.

The kind that is easily forgotten in a crowd.

But he actually knew where she was.

He had obviously been observing her for some time and knew she would stay here.

"Is there something wrong?" Lu Xingchen asked politely.

"Well, classmate Lu Xingchen, I don't like beating around the bush. I'll be frank. I like you. Can you date me?" The strange man bowed and extended his hand. "I'm Wang Xiaoming from Class 2-3 of Senior High School. I live next door to you. You should have seen me."

Lu Xingchen was a little confused. She had a lot to complain about, but she didn't know where to start. You didn't follow the formalities when you confessed your love? You didn't give anything, just waiting for something to come your way?

She subconsciously glanced around and saw that there was no one there, so she ruled out the possibility that he lost the truth or dare game and came to confess his love to her. This confession must be true.

But no girl would like such a perfunctory confession, which acts as if it works out, then it works out, but if it doesn't, then forget it.

Besides, he had a rather good self-image. She knew only a handful of boys from other classes, and the only one she subconsciously thought of was the transfer student who had just arrived.

Lu Xingchen retracted her original polite attitude... Her politeness varies from person to person, and she doesn't like frivolous people.

"It's not impossible for me to agree to your request..." Lu Xingchen pondered for a moment and smiled, "But I have a 'small' condition."

"Oh? What little condition?!" Wang Xiaoming immediately became excited.

It was worth it that he had been following Lu Xingchen for so long. Could it be that God saw his efforts and wanted to bring him good luck?

"Yeah." Lu Xingchen smiled slightly. "I'll agree if you can get me one gram of each of the last twenty elements in the periodic table. I want the elemental form."

Stop ① and start the blame

"Isn't it just one gram of each? I'll give it to you..." Wang Xiaoming was about to nod in agreement, but then he realized what was happening and glared at him, "Are you kidding me?"

"No." Lu Xingchen shook his head, stood up, and looked down at the boy.

It seems that I made a mistake in judgment before.

Although she doesn't care much about her height, she has to wear a dress and high heels.

"I said it was a 'small' condition, literally, isn't that right?"