Chapter 60 The Kite, The Show
Jane knew that she was tone-deaf, so she had always made the most of her advantages and minimized her shortcomings, never singing before others. Justin, however, always got up so late that she had to sing songs to wake him up in the morning from Monday to Saturday. Her singing style was not like ghosts crying but like an old monk chanting. She sang the Love Confession before, but Justin commented, "After hearing your singing, I never want to go to France again, and even do not want to drink coffee."
Jane said, "It's not good for children to drink coffee. It seems that my singing is meaningful for educating you in this way."
From then on, Jane always sang Jay Chou's songs. Anyway, Jay Chou had a lot of songs to sing, and she had developed a thick skin about Justin's comments. Who cared?
Jane was puzzled and asked, "Do I sing well?"
Justin said, "I always thought that the accompaniment was horrible, but you just sang horribly without the accompaniment..."
Jane was used to his comments and said, "Then get up to clean up."
Justin said lazily, "Another ten minutes."
Jane suddenly asked, "Do you want to fly a kite?"
She asked this because she wasn't sure whether what Smith said yesterday was true or not.
Justin, however, after pausing for a few seconds, threw back the covers and asked, narrowing his eyes, "How do you know?"
Jane said, "Your Uncle Edward said so."
After saying that, she even deliberately added, "He said you didn't know how to fly a kite."
Justin frowned and looked confused because of waking up early or something else.
Before Jane came to the Smith family as a tutor, Justin never ate breakfast because it was almost noon when he woke up. Smith wanted to discipline Justin, but he even woke up in the afternoon. Therefore, he didn't make himself an example, so he would never say anything to Justin.
Now Justin had to get up early to attend classes, so every day after washing up, he wandered into the room with bread and milk in his hands, sometimes followed by a small or big dog. It was also normal that sometimes a chinchilla or a fox-like marten followed him.
Jane got used to Justin's difficulty in getting up, and Justin was also used to Jane's meticulousness in class. They did what they wanted and got along peacefully at the suitable time.
After a class, Jane came to the backyard with Justin. When he took out the new kite he had bought on a whim, her expression became complex.
Justin asked Jane, "Is it cool?"
Jane told the truth, "Don't you think it's a little scary?"
Justin suddenly grinned and scoffed, "Are you afraid of it?"
Justin instantly withdrew the smile and continued to deal with the strings.
Jane said, "There's no wind today, so it's uneasy to fly a kite."
Justin said, "There is no kite that can't be flown, but only a person who doesn't know how to fly a kite."
Jane said with a smile in her eyes, "Yo, it seems to be very philosophical."
Justin raised his eyelids and said, "Do you know how to fly it?"
Jane said, "I flew a kite when I was a child, but it was not the kite of this kind."
He didn't care and said, putting the kite into her hands, "You fly it."
Jane was speechless. There was no wind, no loud but only the shining sun in the sky. She dragged the kite as heavy as the iron chunk. She didn't know whether she should fly it or not.
Justin provoked her, "If you can fly it, I will get up by myself tomorrow."
Jane said suspiciously, "Really?"
Justin said, "I promise you."
He cheered her up, with a smile gradually appearing in his eyes, "Faster, faster. It's going to fly."
Justin asked her to try again, and Jane said, "Don't forget your promise to get up by yourself tomorrow."
"Got it, fine."
Smith slightly smiled and thought, "Isn't Sunday tomorrow?"
Jane was confused by Justin and gave him a loophole. Holding up the kite, she tried to fly the kite again. The kite, however, would fall after flying only two or three meters high, and she failed after numerous attempts.
Smith couldn't help but said, "How can you fly it without wind?"
Jane suddenly heard his voice and looked up, only to see Smith standing on the open balcony on the second floor, smoking with his upper body naked. She didn't know how long he had been standing there.
His caramel-colored skin was covered with the golden rim light under the sunshine, which was of the manly beauty.
She suddenly thought she should look away, but it seemed rude not to reply to him, so she lowered her head, raised it again, and said, "If I run a little faster, I will fly it successfully."
Smith puffed out a cloud of smoke and said, "Just run."
Jane had no way to refute his words.
Justin also urged her to run, but Jane said, "Twenty minutes, the recess is over. Let's go back to class."
Justin looked a little sullen. He raised his head and said before leaving, "Uncle Edward, which cake do you prefer for lunch, strawberry or chocolate?"
Smith said, "Both."
Justin said, "Okay, I'll tell them to prepare it for you."
Jane walked ahead, and she really couldn't hold back the laugh.
Walking behind her, Justin suddenly said loudly, "Uncle Edward, she laughed at you."
Jane turned back and said with a serious face, "I didn't."
With the ashtray in the left hand and picking a cigarette in the right hand, Smith said nonchalantly without changing his expression, "I saw you laugh."
Jane was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to reply to him.
Justin grunted, "You are a teacher, but you lie without blinking eyes."
Smith pressed out the cigarette in the ashtray and said, "Go back to class."
He turned around and walked into the room while saying, showing his strong and beautiful back.