"Okay, mom, don't die all the time, let me stay there?" Lu Yunfeng frowned.

"Haha." Yuncai smiled: "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. It's July now, and the movies for the second half of the year will be filmed soon!"

"It's not too late to take another shot in October." Lu Yunfeng took a sip of tea and stood up and said, "Mom, go and sleep for a while! I'll go out for a walk and come back before dinner."

"Oh? Well, what should I eat for dinner?" Yuncai asked.

"I won't pick on you, I'll keep you tight." Lu Yunfeng smiled slightly and left here.

After that, Lu Yunfeng drove to Yunhai No. 1 Middle School.

The school was on holiday at this time, but the guards at the door were still at work. Lu Yunfeng drove to the school gate, fell down the window, and shouted at the guard room: "Uncle, open the door."

Lu Yunfeng is a world-renowned celebrity, and Yunhai No. 1 Middle School has always been proud of Lu Yunfeng. Lu Yunfeng has also come to the school to attend the school anniversary several times and has given speeches several times, so the guard's uncle is very familiar with him, so he quickly opened the door and let him in, asking with a smile: "Why is Director Lu free to come to school today?"

Lu Yunfeng smiled and said, "Come back and take a look." He threw a packet of soft China over: "Uncle, you are busy with yours, I'll leave later."

"Wow, what a cigarette!" The old man saw that it was soft China, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't bear to suck it, so he stuffed it into his pocket and smiled: "Go! Call the communication room if you have something to do."

"Okay!"

Lu Yunfeng drove the car downstairs. After 30 years of development, the teaching building of Yunhai No. 1 Middle School had long been rebuilt. At the beginning, Lu Yunfeng invested money for the school. However, in order to leave his memories of the school, Lu Yunfeng also deliberately retained the architectural style of the teaching building where he taught. Apart from becoming new, the appearance is no different from when he was in school.

Lu Yunfeng walked into a classroom with a familiarity, which was very familiar, but because of the holiday, no one cleaned it, and the desks and chairs in the classroom, as well as the floor were dirty. Lu Yunfeng smiled slightly, walked to the position where he had sat, took out a rag from the desk, wiped the tables and chairs, and then sat down and looked out the window.

The campus is particularly quiet at this time. The summer afternoon is lazy, making people drowsy.

Lu Yunfeng still remembers that he and Mu Xuan were sitting here, with Liu Yun standing on the podium, surrounded by classmates who were gradually unfamiliar. The scenes at that time were clearly imprinted in his memory and never faded.

After sitting for a while, Lu Yunfeng got up and walked to the podium. He picked up the wipe and wiped the traces on the blackboard, causing a pile of chalk dust to burst out, but the chalk dust was blown to both sides by Lu Yunfeng with wind elements, and did not get him stained with any dust.

At this time, Lu Yunfeng picked up a piece of chalk and drew a picture on the blackboard. The picture shows the scene when he was in class. Although only a few strokes, three characters are highlighted on the picture. Liu Yun on the podium, Lu Yunfeng and Mu Xuan under the podium. The others are all in circles.

After finishing the painting, Lu Yunfeng looked at the painting, smiled slightly, and turned around and left here.

Campus, classroom, classmates, teachers, these are memories that everyone will leave and will never be erased.

Shortly after Lu Yunfeng left, a mother and daughter walked out of the corridor.

"My mother was teaching in this classroom back then, and Lu Yunfeng was also in this classroom. At that time, my mother and Lu Yunfeng had a good relationship. It was a pity that my mother made a mistake and had a stubborn temper. I gradually became distant from Lu Yunfeng. Now, thinking about it, it would be great if my mother was not so stubborn at the time. Maybe your father would not be your father, but Lu Yunfeng."

A middle-aged woman told her daughter about her 10-year-old daughter, and then walked into the classroom with her.

"I didn't expect that my mother and Lu Yunfeng had such a relationship!" The slender and delicate daughter smiled, her eyes swept across the blackboard inadvertently, and she suddenly said, "Who drew it? It's so beautiful."

Hearing his daughter's words, the middle-aged woman turned her eyes to the blackboard and was stunned: "This... this is Teacher Liu Yun, and... Lu Yunfeng, Mu Xuan..."

"Mom, is this the scene when you were in school?" the daughter asked in surprise.

"That's right." The middle-aged woman nodded, pointed to the teacher on the podium, and said, "This is the head teacher of my mother back then. You taught you when you went to school here, Teacher Liu Yun and Liu."

"Well, I know." The daughter nodded: "Teacher Liu is a very good teacher. His teaching is not a rigid education. Instead, it helps us according to our different grades and progress. We all respect her."

"Yes! Teacher Liu is a good teacher." The middle-aged woman was very moved, and then pointed to the window in the lower left corner, with two clear avatars: "This man is Lu Yunfeng. He was sitting here at the beginning, and the woman next to him was Mu Xuan. I heard that she had married Lu Yunfeng, but she has been living in seclusion for many years, and the specific news is not clear."

"So beautiful!" Although it was just a few simple strokes, it still painted Mu Xuan's beauty. Although her daughter was also a big beauty, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed: "No wonder she could marry Lu Yunfeng, mom, you are far inferior to her."

"Nonsense!" the middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows and scolded: "Mom was a literary and artistic committee member back then. She had the best shape and the most versatile class beauties. Even if... even if she was a little worse than Mu Xuan, she wouldn't be much worse."

"Yes, you're pretty!" The daughter smiled, then looked at the blackboard and said in confusion: "It's strange, there are only three people on the blackboard! The others are all round heads and semi-circular bodies. Mom, where are you sitting?"

"..." The middle-aged woman pointed speechlessly at the back of her right: "My mother used to sit here."

"Wow! It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Lu Yunfeng! Mom, why did you have a good relationship with Lu Yunfeng back then?" asked his daughter.

"It's nothing. It's just that when the school started to select a class leader, my mother was elected as a literary and artistic committee member. Then, the National Day literary and artistic competition was held at that time. The teacher asked my mother to put on a program, but my mother was not very good at studying at that time, so she pushed it. However, no one took the task. In the end, Lu Yunfeng took the initiative to take the responsibility, and then my mother went over to thank him. Later, because Lu Yunfeng found that his mother's brain was not good at studying, he often gave her some reasoning questions to exercise her brain. At that time, she also felt that solving these questions was very fulfilling, and it was really useful for learning. After a while, she became close to him."

"Oh?" said the daughter, "So that's the case! Then how are you alienated?"

"It's still my mother's problem," the middle-aged woman sighed: "At that time, Lu Yunfeng was very good in all aspects, handsome, and rich at home, so she was mom. But Lu Yunfeng didn't like his mother's utilitarian attitude, so he scolded her for saying that she was also the class beauty at that time. She was beautiful and could not help but feel a little proud and could not stand his anger. Since then, she ignored him." Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman showed regret: "What a pity! If my mother understood the truth at that time, she would definitely apologize to Lu Yunfeng, and then pursued him desperately. Lu Yunfeng is now from Xihua. I heard that his wife married twelve. If my mother persisted back then, she would definitely be one of Lu Yunfeng's wives. Your father was Lu Yunfeng, and you are the happiest little princess in the world now."

After hearing what the middle-aged woman said, the daughter suddenly sighed: "Mom! You have really made you feel regretful forever, and even your daughter's happiness has been delayed!"

"Go and go!" The middle-aged woman took a photo at her daughter's forehead: "Although my mother has not married Lu Yunfeng, your father is not bad either! She has been chasing your mother for more than ten years, and has been determined and capable of working. Otherwise, she would not have the current life, so you should be content!"

"Yes, yes, I'm content!" The daughter chuckled, held the middle-aged woman's arm, and asked, "Mom, who did you think this painting was painted? The painting is so good. Although it is chalk, it draws the characteristics of the characters very clearly and can be recognized at a glance."

"There are no ones who have this painting skills. It must be painted by Lu Yunfeng." The middle-aged woman sighed, walked to the window and looked out, and saw a black red flag car parked at the school gate. Her head was exposed, and she said something to the old man at the door. Then the school gate opened and the man drove away.

When the middle-aged woman saw the man's face, she was stunned. The memories from thirty years ago continued to emerge in her mind. Slowly, two lines of tears fell from the woman's cheeks.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Seeing this, my daughter asked hurriedly with concern.

"Nothing." The middle-aged woman wiped her tears and burst into tears to smile: "It's just a little sad to remember what happened before, alas! It's said that when people get old, they love to recall the past. It seems that mother is really old."

"Yeah, I was shocked." The daughter breathed a sigh of relief and then smiled: "Mom, you are not old. You look like you are thirty years old now. We are walking on the street. Others must think that we are sisters, not mothers."

"You're just sweet-mouthed." The middle-aged woman seemed to have put down something and smiled brightly.

"That's right, if I don't speak sweetly, how could my mother love me so much! Isn't it?" My daughter was very proud.

The middle-aged woman smiled and nodded her forehead, turned her head and looked at the blackboard again, and said to her daughter: "Let's go! Mom will make delicious food for you tonight."

"Really? Mom, why are you so active today?"

"When is mom not active?"

“Yes yes…”

At this time, a window was open, and the breeze blew, bringing up green curtains, the paintings on the blackboard seemed to be alive, the smile on Liu Yun's face was very vivid, and the appearance of Lu Yunfeng and Mu Xuan studying hard was also very real. (Want to know more exciting news about "Bring Hell with You"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right, select Add a friend to add an official account, search for "qidianzhongwenwang", follow the official account, and you will never miss every update again!) (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster!

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