A villain in love dressed as school grass

Chapter 30 Be Careful

Zhu Bo frowned uncontrollably after hearing this, and turned his head away from looking at Pu Ziwen's face.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll pretend you didn't say it."

Zhu Bo seemed to glance at the time, and then said hastily and decisively in a panic: "It's too late, I'm leaving first."

Pu Ziwen watched Zhu Bo stand up, stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Bo's arm, and was about to speak when Zhu Bo spoke first.

"Be careful if you say these words again, I will beat you until you can't speak."

Zhu Bo's attitude was a bit cold and hard, but he just turned his back to a place where Pu Ziwen couldn't see, Zhu Bo's fingertips were a little numb.

Zhu Bo tried his best to ignore this unnatural feeling, took the schoolbag at his feet and walked downstairs.

Pu Ziwen looked at Zhu Bo, who was equivalent to running away, and lowered his arms helplessly. After a while, Xu Keran walked up to the second floor.

"What's wrong with that kid? I think he has a bad expression. Did you two quarrel?"

Pu Ziwen shook his head, the tails of his eyes were drawn down lazily, forming a lonely shadow against the backdrop of the overhead light.

"Probably because you feel that your piano hand is not good..."

Xu Keran laughed and stepped forward to hold Pu Ziwen's shoulder.

"Is my piano not good? You have used all the best pianos in my family. You know that a few days ago, there was a pianist Xiao Kai with a good background in his family. I didn't let him come close."

"You kid can't figure it out by yourself, and people still come to complain about my piano, you little heartless."

"Tell me brat, what happened to the child who just walked out, what happened to you?"

Xu Keran was born with a smiling face, and when he said these words, Pu Ziwen had the illusion that Xu Keran was laughing at him.

"Brother Ke Ran, don't make fun of me. What can I do to him?"

"Brother, don't gossip when you have time, think about giving your precious treasures to those rich second generations to satisfy their greed. If they are happy to tear up a few checks for you, you can make more money."

Pu Ziwen said that he had already put on his satchel and was ready to leave, Zhu Bo should not have gone far, and he could catch up to go home with Zhu Bo.

Seeing that he was about to leave without looking back, Xu Keran couldn't help raising his hand to his mouth to amplify his voice.

"Your brother just doesn't like those little Kais who don't know how to do it and put gold on their bodies to pretend to be aggressive!"

"Your brother is not short of money!"

"Stinky boy, come here often when you are free, do you hear me?"

Pu Ziwen waved with his back behind his back before disappearing on the second floor.

"Got it bro!"

Xu Keran let out a long sigh of relief.

Today's young people are too difficult to understand.

After Zhu Bo left Xu Keran's shop, he walked along the road in a daze for a while. He kept counting the identical street lamps, so much so that he neglected to find the car to go home.

Zhu Bo was recalling what he had just said to him in Puziwen.

Zhu Bo felt a little messy in his heart, a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly.

What he could clearly feel was that a person who should have been blackened and turned against him actually said today that he had other thoughts about him.

Although that might be a joke.

But for Zhu Bo, this is a bit beyond common sense.

He regretted that he didn't have a good understanding of the later development of the book before wearing the book. Maybe this is a part of the so-called revenge?

But on the other hand, Zhu Bo felt that when Pu Ziwen said these words, it was from the heart.

No revenge, no conspiracy, very pure.

Such chaotic cognition made Zhu Bo's calm mind surprisingly messed up.

Zhu Bo didn't look at the road, and didn't even notice the sewer entrance on the road ahead of him, where the workers hadn't had time to put up the roadblock.

Zhu Bo walked straight forward, but was pulled back vigorously just before he fell into the sewer mouth.

Zhu Bo felt that the man was in a hurry, and his arm hurt from pinching him. The man exerted a lot of strength, and Zhu Bo was directly pulled into the man's arms.

"I'm taking risks! Zhu Bo, you don't look at the road when you walk!" The man's tone was urgent.

Zhu Bo raised his head, and found that the person wrinkling his brows was Pu Ziwen who had been disturbing his thoughts.

"It's a good thing I ran over to find you, otherwise no one would know to save you if you fell, do you know the danger, Zhu Bo!"

"You patronize to hide from me, you don't hide from such a big pit! Are you okay?"

Pu Ziwen was so anxious that he reconfirmed that Zhu Bo was fine before he heaved a sigh of relief.

However, he didn't notice at all that he was holding Zhu Bo's waist tightly at this moment.

After Zhu Bo let out a small, almost inaudible grunt, Pu Ziwen let go.

"I didn't mean to say anything about you, at least you don't have any problems, otherwise how can I explain to Aunt Lu Xian."

The heat that Zhu Bo inadvertently climbed up to the ears just now is not easy to be found in the dark night.

"You came to me to say..." Want to say something.

Pu Ziwen gritted his back molars secretly, and then showed a casual smile that seemed very inattentive.

"What else can I say, of course I want to say go home with you, I just called a car."

Pu Ziwen shows Zhu Bo the taxi-hailing software on his mobile phone.

"What I just said," Pu Ziwen was afraid of Zhu Bo's embarrassment, "you don't have to think too much, in fact, I really care about my friends, and I like them all..."

After finishing speaking, Pu Ziwen wanted to bite off his tongue.

He is now, talking nonsense, obviously he has different feelings towards Zhu Bo and Ding Weisong.

What nonsense is he talking about?

At no moment did he feel that this mouth is not worth it.

Pu Ziwen wanted to go back and make up a few words, only to find that Zhu Bo seemed to be relieved.

"Stop joking around in the future," Zhu Bo said.

Seeing that Zhu Bo returned to his usual indifferent appearance, Pu Ziwen swallowed back the words that were on his lips.

He was a bit displeased with Zhu Bo's embarrassment.

take it easy.

On the way home, the two chatted one after another. After saying goodbye in the community, it was already late for Zhu Bo to go home.

Zhu Bo quietly opened the door, only to find that the floor lamp in the living room was still on.

Wang Luxian waited for Zhu Bo drowsily with his chin resting on his chin. When he opened his eyes and saw Zhu Bo, his whole body became much more energetic.

"Xiao Bo is back, and your dad is on a business trip again. Mom left you a bowl of wontons. You eat first, and then I will warm you up with milk."

Zhu Bo was brought to the dining table, and carefully held the wonton bowl that Wang Luxian had kept warm.

"Thank you mom."

Wang Luxian smiled kindly, and stroked Zhu Bo's soft black hair.

Zhu Bo ate wontons with chopsticks. He was not used to eating at night, but it was Wang Luxian's wish after all.

"Where are you going so late, Xiaobo?"

Zhu Bo finished his rehearsal with Wang Luxian, and Wang Luxian nodded.

"You and Xiaowen are very good together, and Mom hasn't seen you participate in class activities for a long time, you have really become a lot of sons."

Zhu Bo's hand holding the wonton suddenly stopped, and he continued to eat with a smile.

Later, Zhu Bo ate up the whole bowl of wontons, and by the way, drank the milk that Wang Luxian had warmed up before going back to his room.

After turning off the lights, Zhu Bo and the darkness merged into one, and then he could reveal some of the thoughts hidden in his heart.

In reality, he is full of glory, ranking first in the school rankings and various examinations in the city, and he is a promising future number one in everyone's mouth.

But he knows that these are meaningless, because there is no one behind him, no one expects, no one cheers, no one to accompany him, only his spiritual support all the time.

But now, although this is the world in the book, Zhu Bo finds that all this seems more real.

The people around him have flesh and blood, and their emotions are extremely real.

He gradually had many expectations and sustenance.

There are Wang Luxian, Zhu Mingwen, classes, classmates and teachers.

And... Pu Ziwen.

Zhu Bo didn't even realize it himself, when he thought of Pu Ziwen's face with a more silly smile, he also slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Early the next morning, Ding Weisong felt something was wrong as soon as he stepped into Class [-] with his arms around Bao Shunsheng's neck.

"Baobao, do you smell something unusual in the air?"

Bao Shunsheng looked confused: "No, Brother Song, what's the smell?"

Ding Weisong looked at the peaceful surroundings, and then looked at Puzi Wen Zhubo who had no communication with each other, thoughtfully.

"Absolutely, Baobao, you trust me, wait for me to dig."

So Ding Weisong, who wanted to dig a little, sat down and asked Zhu Bo without saying a word.

"At the same table, how did you practice yesterday? Is it possible that Brother Wen can't play the piano at all? It's all to lie to you."

"No, he plays well." Zhu Bo told the truth.

Ding Weisong obviously didn't believe it, and asked again: "At the same table, it seems that you trust Brother Wen very much, and for your trust, our show will definitely be selected."

Zhu Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, but Pu Ziwen couldn't resist rolling up the book and hitting Ding Weisong on the head.

"Did you finish copying the homework?"

"No." Ding Weisong pretended to be moaning in a low voice, closed the microphone and pulled Zhu Bo's exercise book and stopped talking.

Ding Weisong still felt that there was something wrong between Brother Wen and Zhu Bo.

When Zhu Bo finished his exercises and returned to the classroom, he just received a message from Song Tianfu.

-Brother Po!Haven't contacted for so long, do you miss me very much!

- Don't you miss me, don't you!

Zhu Bo smiled and went back to say yes.

Song Tianfu sent him a message a few days ago, saying that his parents asked him to go to some high school training camp, and he heard that his grades improved immediately after going there.

Very much like a pheasant institution.

Song Tianfu didn't want to go at all. His parents forced him with a stick at home.

Song Tianfu finally went.

- I sort of got out of that damn place, but it's killing me.

-Brother Bo, I heard that you are going to have a school celebration. The school is very official.

- I'm going crazy, do I have the honor to participate in Brother Bo's school celebration?

Song Tianfu begged Zhu Bo a few more words, and Zhu Bo thought about it too.

-Okay, come on, I'll save your place.

Song Tianfu was happy there, imagining countless possibilities in his heart.

-By the way, brother Bo, did you see that guy who went to school in our Internet cafe last time? How is it? Did you make things difficult for you?

- If he dares to touch you, I will beat him to death.

Zhu Bo raised his eyes to look at Pu Ziwen who was seated in the front seat, he was sketching on the music score, his expression was very serious.

Pu Ziwen noticed Zhu Bo's gaze.

Pu Ziwen teased: "What's the matter, you think I'm handsome and want to promise me?"

Zhu Bo gave him an angry look.

"Don't be so narcissistic."

Zhu Bo lowered his head to look at his phone, and returned a few words.

- That guy is very arrogant, remember to hit him when you see him.

At that time, Song Tianfu imagined a series of images that Zhu Bo might be wronged at school, and he couldn't get angry.

- Don't worry, Brother Bo, I must really beat him to the point of calling him Dad!

Zhu Bo smiled and turned off the phone.

In the evening of piano practice, Pu Ziwen took Zhu Bo to check in Xu Keran's store regularly every day.

Pu Ziwen didn't mention his likes and dislikes again, but concentrated on teaching Zhu Bo to practice the piano.

Since the piece itself is not too difficult, Zhu Bo learned it quickly.

Xu Keran was afraid that the two of them would be thirsty after practicing the piano, so he squeezed two glasses of orange juice and prepared to send it to them.

As soon as he reached the stairs on the second floor, Xu Keran was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo have been able to practice the entire piece very skillfully together.

Playing with four hands together, the two people sitting on the piano bench are like a pair of destined partners.

The picture matched so well that it revealed the beauty of tranquility, Xu Keran quietly put down the juice, went to the first floor and took a SLR to take pictures of them.

"Brother Ke Ran, what are you doing?"

Xu Keran, who was smashed by Pu Ziwen, hid the DSLR behind his back, and served the juice instead.

"I'll bring you drinks, how can you practice well?"

Xu Keran looked at Zhu Bo, who nodded.

Xu Keran continued: "At that time, that brat said you didn't like my piano, I think he is lying!"

"Although I don't know Qin, I also know that Brother Ke Ran's Qin should be very expensive."

Speaking of qin happened to be on Xu Keran's point, and Xu Keran gave Zhu Bo a brief introduction to the differences between different types of qin.

After Zhu Bo heard it, he understood it. In short, the value of this piano is far from being as expensive as Zhu Bo thought, but more expensive, very expensive.

Zhu Bo didn't even know that the violin he practiced like a rookie can be compared to the museum's collection.

He was a little afraid to touch it for a moment.

Seeing Zhu Bo's concerns, Xu Keran carefully patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, don't feel burdened here, the piano is just for playing, it's no different from a stone if you don't need to put it there."

"Anyway, if the violin is broken, I'll use the finder to smell that kid alone."

"?" Zhu Bo was a little puzzled.

"I haven't touched this piano before, it's all for him to use alone," Xu Keran realized something was wrong, "Now there is still you."

"This kid loves this piano very much. Now it seems that he also loves you."

After Xu Keran finished speaking, Zhu Bo froze in place, and Pu Ziwen immediately stood up and pushed Xu Keran away.

"Brother Ke Ran, you are downstairs, go to business."

"Who is there?! You're here to deceive me again, brat."

Pu Ziwen didn't care, and forced Xu Keran downstairs before sitting back.

"Don't listen to Brother Ke Ran, he just loves to exaggerate."

"Come on, let's practice again..." He didn't want to burden Zhu Bo too much.

Just as Pu Ziwen was about to play the piano, he found that his arm was grabbed by Zhu Bo.

"Stop practicing, go home."

Pu Ziwen blushed for no reason.

The author has something to say: What's going on in your head? ? ?

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The duplicitous little Zhu is looking at me,

Me: You obviously like Xiaopu.

Xiao Zhu shines the knife.

slip away.

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