MTL - This Guy is Wrong-Chapter 2610 Catching Fire (9)

   Chapter 2610 Sparks start a prairie fire (9)

  Shen Liao came here yesterday, and they are going to leave today.

  Xie Mu took the car he got on first, and while waiting for someone, Xie Mu fell asleep.

   The person who came up behind said that Xie Mu had something left and asked Shen Liao to fetch it.

   But when he came back, the car was gone.

   "Xie Mu deliberately left you there?"

   Shen Liao was silent.

   When he left, Xie Mu was sleeping, I don't know if he woke up later.

   But Shemu has done too much.

   Throwing him here is not impossible.

   "Okay, whether he did it or not, he has the responsibility. Write it down first."

  “???”

   Chuzheng pulled him up, pushed him into the room, and tucked him directly into the quilt.

"Go to sleep."

   Chuzheng turned off some lights, leaving only a small light.

  Chuzheng tucked his back and squatted beside the bed, "Shen Liao."

   Shen Liao didn't dare to move: "Huh?"

   "What were you thinking the first time I didn't answer your call?"

  What do you think?

   In a place like that, he only had two coins left on his body, and the cold electronic voice reminded him that he was not answering, which must have been uncomfortable in his heart.

  Shen Liao shook his head, not wanting to share the mood at that time with Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng didn't ask any further, and reached out to turn off the last light.

   Shen Liao felt that she got up and thought she would go out, but the next second, a sense of oppression hit.

   There was a slight heat on the lips.

  Shen Liao's breath stagnated, her eyes stared at the darkness, and she forgot any reaction.

  The contact was maintained for five or six seconds, Chuzheng released, touched it lightly again, and whispered: "There is no next time, just sleep."

   Chuzheng got up and left, but his wrist suddenly sank.

   Shen Liao grabbed her wrist.

"What's wrong?"

   Shen Liao didn't speak, but the hand holding her wrist tightened.

   There was only the sound of their breathing in the darkness.

   "What's wrong?" Chuzheng asked again.

   "No...Nothing." Shen Liao let go of Chuzheng, retracted his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Good night."

"Good night."

-

   The next day.

   Shen Liao got up, the housekeeper had prepared clean clothes and was preparing breakfast.

   Chuzheng sat at the table, staring at the bowl in front of him, with a serious expression, as if thinking about something important.

   "Miss, it's getting cold, hurry up and drink it." The butler reminded with a smile.

   Chuzheng: "..."

   is indeed a housekeeper with an amazing salary.

   It's only been one day since he came out, and he didn't forget to bring this stuff.

   "Master Shen, you are up."

  Chuzheng turned his head to look over, Shen Liao stood at the door, a little cautious.

   Chuzheng moved to the side and asked casually, "How did you sleep?"

  Shen Liao: "Very good."

  Chuzheng: "Come over for breakfast."

  Shen Liao: "Well..."

  The housekeeper opened the chair for Shen Liao, Shen Liao sat down obediently, and thanked him in a low voice.

   The butler smiled and prepared tableware for him.

  Chuzheng found an excuse to push the butler away, and quickly pushed the bowl in front of Shen Liao, "Help me drink it."

   Shen Liao puzzled: "What is this?"

  Chuzheng: "Don't ask so many questions, drink quickly."

  “…”

   Shen Liao drank the bowl of soup under the threat of Chuzheng's eyes.

   There is no special taste, but the taste is not very good.

   Chuzheng brought the bowl and put it in front of him.

  The housekeeper came back and glanced at Chuzheng's bowl, a little suspicious, drinking so fast?

   "What is that?" Shen Liao asked in a low voice while the housekeeper was far away.

"good stuff."

  “???”

good stuff?

  Why let him drink? -

   After eating breakfast, he set off back, and Chuzheng took Shen Liao to the door.

"See you tomorrow."

   "See you tomorrow." Shen Liao got out of the car, and when he closed the door, he said again, "Thank you."

   Shen Liao returned to the villa, only the servant, Xie Mu was not there.

   "Master Shen, where is the young master?" the servant asked strangely.

   "He didn't come back?"

   "No, why did you come back first?"

   "I wasn't with him."

   "Is that so..."

  Xie Mu should have come back yesterday.

   He didn't come back here, maybe he went somewhere else.

  Shen Liao went upstairs to do his homework, and in the evening, Shen Liao heard movement below.

   He opened the door and went out. Xie Mu happened to be going upstairs. He glanced at him from a distance, tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled, and said mockingly: "You actually came back."

  Shen Liao: "Well."

  Xie Mu sneered, entered his room, and slammed the door shut.

  Shen Liao: "..."

   Shen Liao was about to go back to his room, Xie Mu's door opened again, and the boy commanded him in a vicious voice, "Go get me something to eat."

"……it is good."

   Xie Mu didn't know which tendon was wrong, and started tossing him again.

   Let him do this for a while, and let him do that for a while, and leave all the work of the servant to him.

   Shen Liao couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night.

   I woke up the next day and found a mobile phone box at the door, and a note stuck on it.

   "My mom said she was going to call you, you'd better not turn off the phone and speak to me carefully."

The handwriting    belongs to Shemu.

   Shen Liao's last phone was broken by Xie Mu.

   He didn't have the money to buy a new one, so he just didn't use it.

   I didn't expect Xie Mu to suddenly give him a new phone...

-

   When Shen Liao arrived at school, everyone discussed the posted score list.

   Shen Liao knew where he was without looking, so he went straight to the classroom, bypassing the classmates who were looking at the transcripts.

   There are not many people in the classroom, and they are all on the score list outside.

   He pulled out the chair and sat down, exhaling slowly.

   Before he could finish his breath, a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

   Shen Liao raised his eyes, and the girl's beautiful face broke into his sight.

   "Here you are." Chuzheng put a white rectangular box and a carton of milk in front of him.

  The rectangular box looks familiar to him...because he just saw it this morning.

   "I saved the number." Chuzheng clicked on the box, "You can find me anytime."

   After she finished speaking, she left. There were classmates outside chatting and laughing, and Shen Liao had no time to speak.

  Shen Liao: "..."

  Shen Liao took off the phone case, opened the box, and took out the phone inside.

   The one given by Xie Mu is the same style, and the color is the same.

   Shen Liao subconsciously touched her schoolbag.

  Xie Mu said that his aunt wanted to call him, so he put it in his schoolbag.

   But why did she also give herself one...

  Shen Liao put the phone back, ready to find a chance to return it to Chuzheng.

-

   "Master at the same table, have you read the score?" Du Ruo entered the classroom, shoved his schoolbag into the stomach of the table, and asked Chuzheng with a frown.

"No."

  Du Ruo snorted: "Then can you accompany me to see it?"

   To judge the score is to execute a public sentence.

   She was terrified.

  Du Ruo took Chuzheng to see the score, Chuzheng first looked for Shen Liao's name.

   He thought that Du Ruo said the last one, the grades should be particularly poor.

   So start looking directly from the back of the grade list.

   In the end, I couldn't see it for a long time.

   until she sees the first column ahead.

  “…”

   Consistent with what Du Ruo said, the last one in the class...

   But... the grade ranking is also 40th.

   Their class consisted of thirty-two students.

   In other words, the students in their class are all within the top 40 of the grade.

   (end of this chapter)