Wu Jian went upstairs and came to Jun Sakurada's room. At this time, the door had been restored to its original state.

Wu Jian knocked on the intact wooden door.

It was not easy for Mahong to help repair the broken thing. Just as I was about to take a break, I remembered the knock on the door. Jun Sakurada suddenly became angry and said angrily: "What's wrong!? I just want to be alone now!"

"It's me, Wu Jian."

!?

It turned out to be a male voice that he had never heard before. Jun Sakurada was stunned, but he quickly realized. He wanted to speak and asked Wu Jian not to disturb him. But when he opened his mouth, he found that he could not speak and could only sit on the floor.

After waiting for a while, no one was talking. Wu Jian said, "Sakurada, can we talk?"

......

There was still nothing in it, and Wu Jian was very patient and was waiting for Jun Sakurada to reply.

In fact, Jun Sakurada actually wanted to answer after Wu Jian finished speaking and asked Wu Jian to leave. But when he opened his mouth, he seemed to be afraid of something and dared not speak. He could only curl up next to the door, hoping that Wu Jian could leave on his own initiative.

A minute has passed.

Two minutes passed.

Three minutes passed.

Mahogany, who had been watching Jun Sakurada quietly, couldn't help it, so she said to him: "What are you going to do? He is still standing outside."

!?

Jun Sakurada was shocked. He did not expect Wu Jian to be so patient and wait outside without saying a word. But if this is the case, wouldn’t Mahong be heard? If someone heard a female voice from his room and was heard by the head teacher, it would make him feel ashamed.

In a daze, Jun Sakurada, who reacted, hurriedly covered Mahong's little mouth and whispered: "Shh~ Don't talk, what if you are heard!?"

In fact, he doesn't have to be so sensitive. Zhenhong has already cooperated with him and turned the volume down. However, he didn't expect that Zhenhong, who is arrogant, will cooperate with him, and his attention is not here.

Logically speaking, Wu Jian is just an ordinary person and can only hear the sound of speaking inside. He cannot hear clearly what he said, nor do he know whether he is a man or a woman.

However, if this happens, it will not be able to develop. Wu Jian cooperates with Jun Sakurada's actions and said with concern as if he heard something: "School Sakurada! What happened?"

"Nothing." Shun Sakurada still turned around and smiled apologetically. But he suddenly became silent because he also found that he was talking to Wu Jian naturally.

On the other side of the door, Wu Jian showed a successful smile and said, "School Sakurada, you are finally willing to talk to me."

......

There was silence inside, but Wu Jian didn't care, and the defense line had loosened.

"Sakurada. Don't you go to school?"

......

After a few minutes, Jun Sakurada said in a very low voice: "I don't want to go..."

"Why don't you want to go?"

Unexpectedly, Wu Jian was still outside - or was very eager for Wu Jian to leave long ago. Jun Sakurada was shocked, and then there was a burst of anger.

Why, why don’t you let him go? He clearly shows that he is blocking people from thousands of miles away, but why is Wu Jian’s voice still so soft?

Without thinking, Jun Sakurada angrily said in a voice that was also shocked: "What does this matter to you!!"

Wu Jian didn't react at all. Jun Sakurada, who was startled by himself, hugged his knees and buried his head, falling into a stage of self-disgust.

"sorry."

Wu Jian's apology came from outside the door, which made Jun Sakurada hug herself tighter, and then said in a low voice: "Yes... don't worry about me..."

Jun Sakurada's voice sounded like he was about to cry. Wu Jian knew that it would only have the opposite effect if he forced him on, so he picked up the bag and shook it, making a clattering sound, and said, "Then let's talk about private matters. I want to ask Jun to help."

Pure...you are too familiar!?

Jun Sakurada wanted to yell at Wu Jian on the spot, but he could only say it in his heart. However, he was also curious about Wu Jian's tone and the private matter. He asked in a low voice: "Private matter?"

"That's right. I have a doll at home. I like her very much and treat her like my daughter. Yesterday was the day I met her, but I found that I didn't have a good gift for her. Originally, I had always bought some clothes online, but all I could buy was just ordinary clothes. So I started with dreamy fabrics from special channels and wanted to sew a piece of clothes for her. But in the end I realized that I was a big man and felt embarrassed to ask someone to help make clothes. Look, I am a teacher, and it would be not good if the school knew that there was such a hobby. After all, I had to be under pressure. At this time, I thought of you. If it were you, you should know me."

After hearing Wu Jian's words, Jun Sakurada's mind outlined an uncle in his forties whose hair began to turn white. He didn't know how to look, but he was probably a kind person. He should still be single, because of loneliness, he placed his love on the doll, but his voice seemed to be a little younger?

"Pure, if you don't want to see me, then I'll put the cloth at your door anyway, and I'll wait for you below."

Then, the sound of footsteps coming downstairs came from outside the door.

What a joke, he hasn't agreed yet, can he just say it on his own?

Jun Sakurada was very annoyed and opened the door.

"Hello......"

Unfortunately, he still didn't have the courage to call Wu Jian, but made a very small sound. Wu Jian probably didn't hear it, nor did he notice that Jun Sakurada had come out and continued walking down.

Hey? Why is my hair completely black? And I look very young when I look at my back...

Wu Jian had already walked down, so Jun Sakurada didn't care, but looked at the bag at his feet. From the opening, you could see the black and white fabric, which made Jun Sakurada's eyes lit up.

"This is......"

Jun Sakurada, who had originally ignored him, was so happy that he took the bag back to the room.

He ran into Zhenhong and looked at him with an unexpected look on his face, and said sarcastically: "Are you going to help him? He was caught just a simple bait. After all, he is still a child."

Woo...

It is undeniable that Jun Sakurada was indeed attracted by the fabric brought by Wu Jian, but he still refused to admit defeat: "I just want to take a look!"

While talking, he took out the fabric.

oh!!!

Not only did Jun Sakurada's eyes shine, but even Mahong opened her eyes wide.

"So beautiful! So smooth! So soft!"

Three admirations in a row. Jun Sakurada kept touching the two pieces of black and white fabrics and couldn't let go of them, so he almost rubbed his face on.

Even if she didn't touch it, the color alone was enough to make Zhenhong look sideways, but she had deeper considerations. She looked out the door, as if Wu Jian was there and said: "Who is he who is he?"

"Isn't he an adult? There will always be a way to get something special, right?" Jun Sakurada was absent-minded. His attention was almost the same, and the fabric was on it anyway.

Zhenhong rolled his eyes and said, "Are you a fool? Even I can't tell the material of these two pieces of cloth. Is it cotton, linen, wool, silk, or other synthetic fibers?"

this......

Jun Sakurada showed a embarrassed expression and said hesitantly: "This... I'm just a student..."

Although he is a student, he has been immersed in this way for a long time. If he can't tell at all, he can't tell. But he just can't tell what these two pieces of cloth are made of, as if it's not something in this world.

"Hmph!" Zhenhong said with her waist crossed, as if she was criticizing: "How can humans make such fabrics? Such things are not something that ordinary people can get."

"I, an ordinary person, have moving dolls at home. What's so strange about the appearance of a dream cloth?" Jun Sakurada said as if he was angry.

It can be seen that Jun Sakurada didn't want to let go, and Mahong could only sigh and said, "So. Are you going to help him do it?"

Um......

Jun Sakurada crossed his hands on his chest and lowered his head to ponder. If Wu Jian was just a passerby, he might help, but Wu Jian was his teacher. He would definitely talk about going to school when dealing with it. But if you don’t help... He glanced at the fabric from time to time, and he was already ready to move inside, really wanting to make them into clothes!

Just when he was worried, Wu Jian's voice came downstairs: "Chu, have you made a decision? I'm going up."

Then, the sound of "Dingdengdeng" walking on the stairs came.

"No! You can hide quickly!"

Jun Sakurada hurriedly urging, pushing Minhong while talking. Although Minhong wanted to give him a slap, Wu Jian was getting closer and closer. It was not the time to do such a thing. He just jumped to the shelf and sat motionless.

Seeing that Shi Hong was sitting like a doll (it was originally a doll). Wu Jian also happened to walk to the door, which almost scared Jun Sakurada into a cold sweat, but at the same time it also made him feel relieved.

Turning his head, Jun Sakurada was stunned. What happened to the boy as old as his sister at the door?

Is it my sister's classmate?

Thinking of this, Jun Sakurada retreated a little.

"It seems you like this fabric very much."

Wu Jian startled Shun Sakurada as soon as he spoke. Isn’t this voice the teacher just now?

Why are you so young? I'm going to give back my touch just now! Wu Jian, who had felt lonely before, was very pitiful and wanted to help.

Resisting the urge to roar, Jun Sakurada looked up and down at Wu Jian, and said in confusion: "Are you... Teacher Wu?"

"It's real!" Wu Jian said with a thumbs up and closed one of his eyes.

...........

A gust of cold wind blew, and Wu Jian, who was embarrassed, took out his work permit and showed it in front of Jun Sakurada, and said, "I am indeed a teacher, and I am an uncle at all ages, but I just have a baby face."

"oh......"

After carefully confirming the work permit, Jun Sakurada looked at Wu Jian and thought to himself that he could be a teacher in this way.

Although he was sarcastic about Wu Jian in his heart, he did not notice that he had already relaxed his vigilance against Wu Jian.

"By the way. You have decided to help me!" Wu Jian's eyes shining, just as Jun Sakurada had agreed to him.

It was the first time that people were looking forward to it. Jun Sakurada was not very adaptable, but he was a little happy. He looked away and put it on the fabric. He asked flutterly: "Why... what does the teacher want to design it?"
To be continued...