Chapter 55 Brother, can you help An An comb her hair every day?
Ling An was stunned for a moment.
Ji Tianming took the opportunity to gently lift her up, turned to face the others, and his smile instantly turned cold.
"Gongsun Xiao and the others bullied this girl first, and in order to stop him, I beat him.
As a result, the old man told me that it was a way for them to get to know each other. So I used their way to get to know them once.
Vice President, I did nothing wrong."
Although he was only a child, he explained clearly and clearly, and explained everything clearly in just a few sentences.
When Lu Jijun saw Ling An with disheveled hair, he felt bad.
He glared at Gongsun Huaiyan angrily, wishing he could kill these bastards.
He actually dared to attack Ling An, and if he turned around and let Lao Ling know, he was afraid that Shangshan Academy would be demolished.
Lu Jijun was no longer calm now and hurried forward to check on Ling An's situation.
"Little An'an, why did it happen like this? It must be very painful when your hair is pulled. Uncle Lu will help you take a look."
Concern leads to chaos. How could Lu Jijun, a grown man, tie his hair? A little force would cause secondary damage.
"Hey." Ling An shrank in pain, his eyes were watery, and he was about to cry again.
Ji Tianming was anxious and knocked off Lu Jijun's hand.
"Deputy Dean, you were so clumsy that you hurt her."
Lu Jijun was not angry and coaxed in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, An'an. It's Uncle Lu's fault. How about you go home with Uncle Lu and Uncle Lu will make delicious food for you. After we finish it, we can go find your father, okay?"
Looking at Lu Jijun's appearance, Ji Tianming really felt that he looked like the human trafficker that his mother had once told him.
Although he is the vice president of the college, there is no guarantee that he is a good person.
Ji Tianming felt that his logic was very thorough and he had no problem thinking about it.
He protected Ling An behind him, a small man with a straight body.
"I won't bother the deputy dean anymore. I'll take her back and ask the deputy dean to inform the girl's parents to come to my house to pick her up later."
After saying that, Ji Tianming took Ling An's hand and left the classroom.
Ling An looked at his hand being held and followed him in a daze.
Only halfway through did I remember to introduce myself.
"I, my name is Ling An, I am seven years old, what is your name?"
"My name is Ji Tianming. I am eight years old and older than you. My mother's name is Ji Mingyao. You will see her when I get back later."
Ji Tianming took Ling An back to the small courtyard, but Ji Mingyao hadn't come back yet.
"You sit here for a while, and I'll get something to help you comb your hair."
He first arranged for the people to sit in the yard, while he went to Ji Mingyao's room to get a mirror and a comb.
Ling An knew that this was a small courtyard where only powerful people could live. When his father was not back to Lingxi Valley, he usually lived nearby.
She looked at the yard curiously, and was very interested in the green donkey that was grazing in the yard.
Ji Tianming came out with something, untied Ling An's braid, carefully combed her hair, smoothed the messed up hair, and then braided it again.
He was afraid of hurting Ling An, so he was gentle and even knew how to hold the ends of his hair when combing it.
After combing it, he thoughtfully put a few small flowers on her braids.
Cute and pretty.
Ling An originally thought that Ji Tianming would comb his hair in a messy way, but he didn't expect that it would look so good.
Girls all love beauty.
She looked in the mirror and praised: "Brother, you are so awesome. Your hair is better than my grandma's."
Ji Tianming is very proud. He started combing his mother's hair when he was five years old. After so many years, practice makes perfect.
Before he could brag, he heard Ling An say happily: "Brother, can you help An An comb her hair every day?"
"cannot."
Ji Tianming's face fell. It was actually very troublesome to comb her hair. He just saw how pitiful she was being bullied today, so he showed off his skills to make her happy.
Brushing your hair every day doesn't work, that's another price.