Chapter 21: Lin Jian, 15 years old, a final year junior high school student at the Annex.

Ten minutes before the last session of the evening study hall, several class representatives returned from the teacher's office, each holding a stack of test papers in their hands, and the school committee members held a pile of report cards in their hands, as soon as several people entered the door, the classroom, which had been quietly studying, suddenly exploded into a wail---

"No way no way! We just finished the last subject yesterday and the results are out today? What kind of speed is this to rush through the annexed school!"

"Sending out report cards on a big Friday, I can just see myself kneeling at home for the weekend ......"

"My dad said that if I can advance five places in the rankings of this touch test, he'll buy me the Ultimate Millennium Falcon Lego next month! Let's see ...... Shit, it's hopeless ......"

Report cards and test papers for each subject were handed out one by one, and there were a few happy families in the classroom.

Qin Le, who was sitting at the front table, turned his head and said to the boy at the back table, who had his head down and was quietly working on his problem book, "God Lin, where's your report card, let me take a look at it."

The boy in the backseat had his head half hanging down, and when he looked at it from this angle, the thin, soft, black hair in front of his forehead slightly covered his eyebrows and eyes, so that only his clear, white jawline and the thin, slightly pale lips could be seen.

May day is already the beginning of the summer, the boys upper body only wearing a white T-shirt, resting on the desk of the small arm strong thin slender, by the overhead incandescent light, the skin with a hint of cold white.

Lin Jian didn't even lift his head when he heard this, one hand continued to write the solution steps for the last big question, the other hand picked up the report card that was placed on the corner of the table and handed it over.

Qin Le receives it with both hands, in a respectful and dignified manner, and two minutes later--

"Crap - jealousy is making me look bad! Ahhhhhhhh!" Qin Le howled miserably as she held up Lin Jian's grades.

Attached to the middle school is the province's well-known key junior high school, the school style is solemn, strict governance, whether it is the school's own organization of the ordinary examination, or like this unified city-wide mapping of the joint examination, the report card will not only print the student's grades in various subjects, will also be accompanied by the printing of the three grades rankings.

Classes, grades, and municipalities.

Lin Jian's three rankings are each stamped with a "1".

Qin Le's deskmate is called Zhu Ran, a comedian with glasses, and at this time Lin Jian's report card also smacked his lips in disbelief and turned his head to ask: "God Lin ...... you this achievement ...... you really a year younger than us, only two years of junior high school? ......"

Lin Jian, fifteen years old, graduated from the junior high school in the Annex.

Lin Jian still did not raise his head when he heard this, only the corners of his good-looking mouth hooked slightly, and he said in a faint voice: "Showing you your ID card?"

"That's not necessary, I'm just a little ......" Zhu Ran painfully lamented, "Every time I see your grades, I'm skeptical on behalf of my parents ...... I wonder what kind of thing they gave birth to. They gave birth to a what the stuff out, hey!"

"Forget it Ranran, be strong." Qin Le put on the shoulders of his classmates and began to dish out consolation, "God Lin and us are not the same level of organisms, let's not compare our IQ with him, let's compare with something else."

Juran: "...... For example?"

Qin Le: "Optimistic! Look, look! Although his IQ is high and his grades are good, God Lin is not happy! He gets first place every time, but is he happy, is he cheerful, is he smiling--"

"......" Lin Jian's clear, light voice drifted over, "Did you see me hit you?"

There was a good-natured chuckle from the surrounding students.

The bell rang for the evening study hall, and the students finally packed their bags with a sense of relief and walked out of the classroom in groups of three or two.

Qin Le stuffed a few test papers into her school bag while bidding farewell to the "Ultimate Millennium Falcon" Lego, whom she had never met before: "Bye bye my love, will come back someday. ...... "

Lin Jian packed his school bag and was about to go out from the back door, when he heard this, his footsteps slightly paused, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll bring it to you."

"Uh ...... what?" Qin Le froze.

"The Millennium Falcon." Lin Jian flicked his book bag over his left shoulder, "I'll bring it over next Monday."

"Crouch ...... crouch crouch crouch crouch!" Qin Le was stunned for a long time and suddenly reacted, instantly standing upright and looking awe-struck, "God Lin, what kind of kowtow do you usually prefer? As long as Lego is in place, I can do any pose!"

Lin Jian lost his smile and turned his head out of the classroom.

Attached to the middle school only the junior high school students need to go to the evening study, 8:30 p.m., the students near the school is not too much, Lin Jian A few steps along the paved road, not yet reached the bus stop, the roadside came a car siren.

Lin Jian subconsciously stopped and looked over, and saw the familiar license plate, come all the way, Lin Jian softly "tsk", but also had to walk over.

Pulling the car door and getting in, Lin Jian put her bag aside and called out in a low volume, "Uncle Song."

The person who came to pick up the child was Song Zhi. In six years, Song Zhi had transformed from the original Shen Zhangqian's special assistant to Shen Ke's personal assistant, and in addition to being Shen Ke's right-hand man in business, Song Zhi also took over the whole responsibility of picking up the child from school.

As the car slid into the main road, Song Zhi laughed, "Calling me uncle as soon as we meet, my youthful years have made you call me old."

They were too familiar with each other, so they spoke more casually, Lin Jian inclined his head and smiled slightly, saying, "Thirty-six, fifteen, calling uncle should be done, otherwise it would seem unruly."

"......" just after the birthday of this year, thirty-six-year-old Uncle Song very speechless, to the left hit a circle steering wheel, dissatisfied, "Then how do you not call Shen total uncle? Either you don't have a name, or just occasionally flat out come sound 'hey'...... Oh, together you that rule just to me alone right?"

Lin Jian's eyes crossed the bottom of a very faint smile, wind-blown ripples, instantly dissipated, he said, "Shouted."

Song Zhi: "Why haven't I heard that before?"

"It's not like I'm yelling at you." Lin Jian had just passed the voice change stage, and his voice had a kind of clear and cold texture unique to teenagers, "If Uncle Song likes it, I'll call out to you twice more next time."

Song Zhi: "......"

Uncle Song then asked redundantly.

Halfway down the road, Lin Jian thought about it but couldn't hold back and said, "Didn't you say you don't need to pick me up, I'll just take the bus back."

"Why, I didn't pick you up on purpose, I just happened to be on my way today, and besides, you take the bus every day, and when you get off the bus, you still have to walk such a big distance, you're not tired."

"Not tired." Lin Jian said, "I usually time it and race back."

The elementary school bully's workout is just so different.

Don't ask, asking means you middle-aged people don't understand.

Arriving home, Song Zhi parked the car at the gate of the garden house and said to Lin Jian, "I won't go in, auntie should have prepared dinner, don't stay up too late reading at night, go to bed early ah."

That means Shen Ke won't be back today either.

Lin Jian nodded and waited for the car to drive away before walking through the gate.

Sister Pei, who used to take care of Lin Jian, resigned two years ago. She said that her grandson was going to go to middle school overseas, and her parents were busy with their work, so there was no one around to read and cook with her. Sister Pei worked in the Shen family for nearly twenty years, and took care of Lin Jian for several years, when she left the Shen family gave her a large sum of money for her retirement, Sister Pei took Lin Jian's hand and cried her eyes out before she left the house, saying that she couldn't bear to part with him.

Lin Jian was also a bit stunned, but it seemed to be only due to the discomfort caused by the sudden breaking of certain long-established habits. It seemed inappropriate to say that he was reluctant to give up, probably due to his early childhood experiences, he was always much more indifferent than children of the same age to the kinship between people.

After Sister Pei left, Shen Ke wanted to transfer another aunt from the mansion, but Lin Jian refused.

He was already comfortable with the chores of daily life a long time ago, and since he was in school during the day, this "care" was nothing more than a meal or two.

The home's lawn garden, fountain, and sunroom have workers who come to the house regularly to maintain them, and those don't need to be anyone's concern.

Besides, Shen Ke often doesn't come back, so there's really no need for this.

Over the years, Shen Ke has basically been "letting Lin Jian grow", never regulating or interfering with his choices or going against his wishes in the smallest details, giving him the most relaxed and ample space to grow, just as Shen Ke promised many years ago As Shen Ke promised many years ago, "Above the principle, whatever you want to do is fine", as he pleases.

And the big thing ...... Lin Jian from the day he came to the Shen family is too much to let people worry about, in addition to the early years just transferred to the private school and classmates to move the knife that thing, and then there is no need to Shen Ke out of the big thing to solve.

Therefore, after the two of them "negotiated", Shen Ke only found a part-time maid to take care of Lin Jian's dinner on study days and three meals on vacations, and then left without staying for more than a few days.

In the early summer of May, the evening breeze is cool and gentle, Lin Jian entered the courtyard door did not go directly into the house, but put the schoolbag on the bench in the courtyard, around the fountain speed running twenty laps.

Today's workout schedule was complete before I picked up my book bag and headed in.

The living room and kitchen lights were on in the house, probably because Auntie forgot to turn them off when she left.

Lin Jian didn't care, put his school bag at the entrance to change his shoes, and prepared to wash his hands before eating.

And having just come out of the restroom on the first floor, he looked up and froze.

Shen Ke came out of the kitchen with Auntie's finished meal and stood at the table, glancing up at him.

Lin Jian was a bit confused for a moment, and it took half a day to find his voice: "...... Why are you back?"

Actually, the question is, when did you get back?

Seven years later, at the age of twenty-seven, Shen Ke's eyes are still the same, and his once youthful appearance has become more and more handsome and long, with a chaotic sense of the border between youth and maturity.

This feeling has often given Lin Jian a strange paradox in recent years.

Just as he originally thought that men with white skin color would always be associated with weakness, just like when he was a child, and anyone who saw him loved to say that he was a sticky rice patty. However, on Shen Ke's body is the opposite, this person is also white, so many years even in the middle of summer, Lin Jian has not seen him tan, but the body temperament is hard and strong, like a rooted growth in the top of the mountain of the white moon of the pines, tough and pulling.

"Came in before you ran laps."

Shen Ke answered his question, put down the soup casserole, saw him standing at the bottom of the wrong step, and couldn't help but let out a "tsk" in amusement, "Are you waiting to be fed?"

"Oh, here it comes."

Lin Jian snapped back to his senses and walked over quickly, the ends of his eyes curving involuntarily.