A Guide to Saving the Wicked

How many of our high school students give money? "

"Ah?" What do you high school students mean: "But Brother Jing, it's so expensive here..."

Jing Haoyang stepped forward with his long legs, and went straight to the gate. He raised his right arm, waved it slightly, and made a gesture of following me.

A group of half-grown children were still looking at each other, but the waiter at the entrance of Baiweiju greeted him immediately, surrounded Jing Haoyang and walked inside.

One of the waitresses, wearing a thin suit, braved the cold winter temperature and came to them with a sweet smile on her face: "Please come with me, Mr. Jing Haoyang has reserved a seat before."

Jing, Mr. Jing Haoyang?

The sports commissioner covered his mouth: "Fuck! Brother Jing is awesome!"

A group of students flocked in, which is rare in Baiweiju. Jing Zhennan, who was talking to people at the front desk, suddenly heard a noise behind him, followed the sound and saw a group of students still carrying schoolbags The expression is too surprised.

"Manager Chen, you still received such a large group of students today?"

This is quite a big deal, Jing Zhennan intends to ask to see if there is someone he knows who can make a friendship.

The Lin family he was attached to suddenly collapsed, and business suddenly became difficult. Life is not easy now.The true love of the family is a spoiled person again, who spends money lavishly and doesn't know how to restrain himself.

He also heard that a big boss came to Baiweiju for dinner today, so he came here to try his luck.I was talking with the lobby manager when a group of kids suddenly came behind me.

Manager Chen is also a little interested in mentioning this. He has benefited a lot from Jing Zhennan, and he doesn't mind revealing something: "Today, there is a God of Wealth who invites you to dinner. Those children have cakes in their hands. It should be someone's birthday, but I guess I didn't get a reservation at any other hotel, so I just called to make a reservation."

"Temporary? Don't we have to make an appointment in advance?" He had to book a seat several months in advance.

"Mr. Jing, do you know that we can deliver food in our store?"

"There is also takeaway?!" Why didn't he know: "Isn't it impossible?"

Manager Chen smiled: "The gentleman who ordered tonight will order soup every Monday to Friday. There are three soups a day, and each soup is ten times the original price."

Jing Zhennan was short of breath.

Manager Chen continued: "He called tonight, and the price was still ten times that of asking 45 students to have dinner together within an hour."

Jing Zhennan felt that it was very difficult to breathe.

Manager Chen nodded slightly to Jing Zhennan, with a standardized smile on his face: "Sorry, Mr. Jing, I have to greet the guests. If you have any questions, you can consult the front desk."

Jing Zhennan stood where he was, feeling the huge gap between the rich and the poor.

With a flick of his eyes, he suddenly saw a very familiar figure at the front desk going upstairs under the leadership of Manager Chen.

He rubbed his eyes violently, and rushed to the front desk in two or three steps: "The boy at the front desk just now, isn't he called Jing Haoyang?!"

The young lady at the front desk had the same standard smile as Manager Chen: "Sorry, we can't just disclose the information of the guests."

Chapter Directory Student 13

When he was invited out by Manager Chen, Jing Haoyang was still wondering if Xie Jiawen had come to accompany him with his conscience. After all, he had just sent Xie Jiawen the news that they were eating nearby, but he came out and looked around, and there was no one. know.

Except for an old man walking towards him with a frown, he probably didn't know anyone else.

Jing Zhennan couldn't believe that the person in front of him was his son, a person who was said to have paid ten times the price to order food at a place like Baiweiju, how could it be the son he wished he could not see.

The image of Jing Haoyang is both familiar to him and unfamiliar to him.

In a daze, when his ex-wife was around, Jing Haoyang also looked like this, but he was not as tall as now.But the most recent memory still stays on that young man with messy red, green and green hair and unruly eyes.

Jing Zhennan walked up to Jing Haoyang, and only when he got closer did he realize that Jing Haoyang was much taller than he thought, even taller than his father.

"you……"

As soon as Jing Zhennan spoke, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Jing Haoyang, who turned his head to look at Manager Chen: "Where is the person you said was looking for me?"

Manager Chen looked embarrassed and pointed at Jing Zhennan: "Do you know him? He claims to be your father..."

Jing Haoyang looked at him like he was looking at a mentally retarded person: "If your dad saw you eating in a restaurant, would he ask the waiter to help call his son out? Even if ordinary people in your private room can't just go in casually, why don't you just make a phone call?" Isn't it more convenient to confirm? Isn't it embarrassing for him to admit the wrong person?"

Manager Chen broke out in cold sweat immediately, and apologized to Jing Haoyang one after another: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jing, I didn't handle it well."

Jing Haoyang didn't respond, and walked back with a weary expression.

He knew that Xie Jiawen had no conscience.

"Jing Haoyang!" Jing Zhennan has never felt as embarrassed as he is today: "Your wings have grown hard, haven't you! You don't even recognize your own father!"

"Dad? Oh, I remembered, you are the wild father I picked up when I came here." Jing Haoyang stopped, turned his head and squinted at Jing Zhennan, remembering Xie Jiawen's polite education, decided to be more tactful: "The food here is not bad, why can't you stop your mouth?"

What's the matter with blind bb, go back to eat.

Jing Zhennan's face was flushed red with anger, and he wished he could slap him across the face.He just came to meet the boss today, so he didn't have a fixed position at all.

However, Manager Chen saw some tricks, and bowed slightly to Jing Haoyang: "Sorry, Mr. Jing Zhennan didn't order food in this restaurant."

"Pfft!" Jing Haoyang couldn't control himself, glanced at Jing Zhennan's dark face, and pierced Jing Zhennan's last fig leaf: "Is it time to run to the restaurant to beat the autumn wind?"

From the looks of it, this Jing Zhennan is also a fellow!

Jing Haoyang sighed a little. When he was in Sin City, because the rules of the game stated that no one would starve to death, food was a non-essential resource, and many people did not bring food.It turned out that after arriving at the place, no one had anything to eat, and he couldn't even grab it.

The exchange channel was also closed, and even stutterers were not found.The so-called not dying of starvation is actually not dying of starvation in the true sense.

He was so hungry that his eyes turned green, only then did he discover that there was a restaurant open in the center of the city, and then he would squat every day when it was time to eat.The proprietress said, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, if you cut off a wick in the restaurant, that person can get a piece of food.

It turned out that he not only played the autumn wind himself, but also packed the three-headed dog at the gate of the city of sin. One person and one dog squatted at the gate of the city to eat happily, and the passers-by drool.

No one would dare to snatch it. First of all, the wick cannot be cut off by ordinary people, let alone Jing Haoyang squatting next to the three-headed dog to eat.

In that world, Jing Haoyang thought he was famous for eating and drinking for free, but he was not.

In the eyes of others, his strength is unpredictable, and when they see him, they can't wait to take a detour. Occasionally chatting under the locust tree, they all say that Jing Haoyang brought food to share with the three-headed dog.

As time passed, Jing Haoyang claimed to be a casual person, and he developed a sense of superiority.It's rare to meet my peers today, and they are very kind.

So even though Jing Zhennan's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Jing Haoyang still had some thoughts to chat: "What do you want to eat? Do you want to pack it back and give it to the dog? If you cut off a wick in their shop, I will eat it." What do you think of a gift of food?"

When did Jing Zhennan suffer such a shame!After listening to Jing Haoyang's words, the whole person was ashamed and annoyed, and a bad breath rushed into his forehead: "Jing Haoyang!"

Jing Haoyang: "No?"

Look away.

He turned around and was about to go back to the private room. It was the right way to let those wild grandsons finish their meal and go home as soon as possible.

Cengfan fellows are not bad for this one.

Jing Zhennan met Manager Chen's gaze of seeing off the guests, and rushed to Jing Haoyang's side to grab his arm in two or three steps. When Jing Haoyang turned his head, he raised his right hand high, apparently intending to slap Jing Haoyang.

Jing Haoyang snorted coldly, caught Jing Zhennan's arm with his backhand, and squeezed it tighter and tighter amid Jing Zhennan's exclamation.

"what--"

Jing Haoyang glanced behind him, and when no one opened the door, he looked back at Jing Zhennan: "Keep down, let the grandchildren see that the scene of me beating someone is not good."

Feeling unsafe after speaking, Jing Haoyang raised his right hand, ignoring the strength of Jing Zhennan's left hand on his right hand, and put it directly on Jing Zhennan's neck to slightly pinch him, pulling him up from the ground.

Jing Haoyang: "If you yell now and let the grandchildren see it, I will kill you directly. Anyway, the nature is about the same level, so I don't care about how many lives."

Jing Zhennan's eyes were bloodshot, his throat was stuck and he couldn't say a word, he could only pull Jing Haoyang's arm in horror, and let out a low and hoarse voice intermittently: "Ah-ah, ah."

Manager Chen was startled, he held his breath and didn't dare to move at all, his eyes were fixed on the gilded tiles beside him, and he didn't dare to take his eyes off Jing Haoyang.

After holding it for 30 seconds, not less than a second, Jing Haoyang threw Jing Zhennan out, straightened his sleeves slowly, without even looking at him: "I can't even deal with people like you." I don’t want to look for it.” Monkeys don’t even bother to look at killing this kind of chicken.

Before the voice fell, he had already walked away.

Jing Zhennan's tall body curled up on the ground and trembled slightly. Manager Chen also took a breath, leaned against the wall, and did not follow behind Jing Haoyang.

He looked at Jing Zhennan with some fear. When Jing Haoyang said that, he said that in a nonchalant tone. He had only seen it on a black boss who had been shot to death: "You said he was your son. ?”

Panting heavily, Jing Zhennan raised his head when he heard the sound, a frenzy of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and then his soul was pierced by fear: "He, I don't know how he became like this."

Manager Chen shook his head: "I don't think you have a good relationship. You wanted to hook up with others before. But your son is more generous than that one. He just came to dinner and directly bet 500 million at the front desk. For him, it is just a meal, but for your company, it may be life-saving money."

"500 million?!"

Jing Zhennan couldn't believe it, and wanted to confirm it again, but Manager Chen had already walked away shaking his head.

This kind of people who can't figure it out, now they are looking good with their previous connections, but it won't be long before they can't get up again.

There will be no chance to meet again in the future, and Manager Chen doesn't feel that he needs to deal with any interpersonal relationship with him.

He is also very busy and has no time to waste time on this kind of person.

Not long after, he personally led the team to deliver 45 servings of secret freshly squeezed coconut milk to Jing Haoyang's room.

When he came in, he showed a lot of etiquette, and made a show for Jing Haoyang in front of a group of high school students, and then said that this was a special drink specially given to them by the store, and then closed the team and left.

Jing Haoyang held the coconut and took a sip. It was very light and sweet, but a strong coconut fragrance bloomed in the taste buds, leaving the fragrance on the lips and teeth, which brought great surprises.

Jing Haoyang was startled and seemed to have found a treasure. This smell must be taken back to Xie Jiawen for a bath!

Xie Jiawen in coconut milk is delicious.

Not long after leading the team out, Manager Chen suddenly received a text message: "Then prepare a whole bathtub of coconut milk for me, and I will take it back to take a bath."

Manager Chen:? ? ?

After eating and drinking enough, Jing Haoyang completely ignored those mentally handicapped children who were planning to sing in KTV all night. This kind of idiot who has no eyesight should be sent back to kindergarten again to learn the knowledge of observing words and expressions.

Babies who can only waddle and walk know it's no use crying when their mother isn't around.Don't find too much presence in him, an innocent passerby.

"While it's still early, let's discuss together which direction your family lives in. Boys don't let girls go home alone, and send them to the community before going back by themselves."

The aggrieved Baba came over, very reluctant: "Brother Jing... shall we go home now? Are you really not going to KTV to have fun?"

Jing Haoyang stared, but he didn't stare at him to death. He immediately turned his mind, and educated the things that Xie Jiawen had told him before plus his own opinions.

"Do you want to be a savage if you don't have a home? Why are you singing so late? Can't you sing in front of everyone during the day as a singer? Do you have to do this at night to increase the risk of girls going home? KTV in the middle of the night Don’t you know how many people are waiting for you to deliver food when they’re drunk?”

Sports Committee: Huh.

Now that it was a foregone conclusion to go back to each house, a girl mustered up the courage to walk up to Jing Haoyang and wanted to confess. The little girl with ponytails and bangs was so pure that water could drip out, and her tone was soft. She followed the sports committee and shouted Jing Brother Haoyang Jing: "Brother Jing, do you have a girlfriend?"

Jing Haoyang, who was in a hurry to go home: "Which direction do you live in?"

The two ponytails blushed, looked at Jing Haoyang shyly and timidly, and slightly pursed their lips under the envious eyes of others: "Central, Central Park... Do you want to send me..."?

He was taken aback by the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Jing Haoyang pulled out a round-faced boy from behind and pushed him in front of Twin Ponytails: "It happens that the two of you are on the way, is there anyone else in Central Park? The ones going in that direction meet here at Twin Ponytails."

Double tail……

These three words were a painful blow, the little girl didn't even dare to ask Jing Haoyang if he knew her name.

The sports committee thought it was three-point respectable in front of Jing Haoyang, looked at the little girl sadly, and then continued to ask Jing Haoyang with the hope of the whole village: "Brother Jing, do you have a girlfriend? Everyone is curious." .”

Jing Haoyang rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't delay me a little longer, my son will be able to make soy sauce at the beginning of next semester."

Worthy!

The amount of information is huge.

Jing Haoyang not only has a girlfriend, but has even reached this kind of relationship.

The sports committee didn't know why, but it also felt heartbroken.

Why should his pure young heart and pure young body know such filthy things.

Brother Jing is awesome.

The two ponytails burst into tears, leading most of the red-eyed people in the class to send blessings to Jing Haoyang: "Then you want to be happy, can I be your child's godmother in the future?"

Jing Haoyang waved his hands indiscriminately: "Let's talk about it, he can't give birth. You guys divide into groups and go, I'm in a hurry."

Oh, what Brother Jing said is really dirty.

The sports committee urgently changed the topic, for fear that the girls in the class would feel that all the boys were so dirty after seeing through Jing Haoyang's true face.

How can that be.

They are all quietly filthy, and they cannot be blamed for being coquettish like Brother Background.

Chapter Directory Student 14

He was able to carry the Dingjing Haoyang, and after returning to the downstairs of Xie Jiawen in the shuttle bus service provided by Baiweiju, he looked at the two big barrels of coconut juice carried by four strong brothers with a pole, showing a bewildered smile .

The four little brothers only felt that the breath flowing in the air was suddenly indescribably weird.

With apprehension, several people put all the coconut milk on the elevator, and Jing Haoyang was the last to enter the elevator, and the sharp sirens beeped and cursed non-stop.

The four little brothers look at me and look at you, and they are going to go down randomly, at least replace Jing Haoyang, this is the big boss.

To be honest, they thought that the big boss high school student who could make such a consumption spectacle in Baiweiju should also be a person who lived in a villa, but they arrived at the place without even turning two corners in the car.

An unremarkable neighborhood.

The load of the elevator is also very low, and just a few boxes of water can't bear it.

Jing Haoyang stood at the door and faced them: "Come out, you can go back."

Ok? !

"Mr. Jing, these coconut juices..." Can you lift one bucket by yourself?Now these high school students are really crazy. I admit that you are rich, but in terms of physical strength, rich people like you are definitely not as good as those of us who are used to physical strength.

Jing Haoyang performed a unique skill of carrying a bucket on the spot, throwing up a bucket of coconut milk with just a light force, and then firmly caught it with one hand. When he looked at them again, his eyes were full of contempt.

With such a little weight, I don't know what to think, but I have to score such a barrel, just get a big wine jar and he can carry it back.

So many people touched his wild romantic room with Xie Jiawen, it was like challenging his bottom line.

The elevator was slow enough, and Jing Haoyang's plan to provide free wormhole traversal technology to elevator companies across the country had already been put on the agenda. He was so anxious that he wanted to come out and run the stairs by himself, and the elevator door finally opened slowly.

boom!

A running wild dog whizzed by, sweeping away several cards on the doorknobs of each house.

boom!

The wild dog slammed on the brakes and backed up with a swoosh. A wild dog carrying an eight-drum barrel ran wildly along the previous route again.

Standing in front of the door, Jing Haoyang lined up the buckets of coconut milk, so excited that he couldn't even hold the key firmly.

Xie Jiawen was wearing home clothes, her thin hair was still dripping, and her face was glowing red.He was walking out with a black plastic bag in his hand, probably about to go to the corridor to throw garbage, when he opened the door suddenly and saw a wall of barrels.

? !

"Xiaoyang? Are you back?"

The tune of gentle wind and drizzle has a catchy ending.The key in Jing Haoyang's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and he began to undress.

"Are you hot?" Xie Jiawen looked bewildered, looking at Jing Haoyang's movements, he couldn't figure it out, and pointed to the drums filled with coconut milk: "What are these? You carried them up by yourself? Why didn't you give them to me?" You’re on the phone, wait for me, I’ll throw out the trash and come over to clean it up.”

Xie Jiawen walked away from the barrel, and said in bits and pieces: "Have the students settled down? It's still early, I thought you might come back late tonight if you sang, I've already taken a shower Get ready for bed first."

Only then did Jing Haoyang stop, and hurriedly took the garbage bag in Xie Jiawen's hand, rushed to the trash can in the corridor, threw it away, and then rushed back. Wherever he went, the sensor lights lit up, as if he was walking on the light .

Xie Jiawen watched this scene, for some reason, he actually found it a little funny, hugging the door and laughing to himself.

Jing Haoyang is going to take off his pants.

"Okay, let's move things." Xie Jiawen held back his smile and said, interrupting Jing Haoyang's reverie, he rolled up his sleeves seriously and planned to move things.

The home clothes made of cotton and linen looked as soft as Xie Jiawen's, and they were loosely worn on the elbows, revealing a large section of milky white skin.

Jing Haoyang took a deep breath, picked up Xie Jiawen and threw it back on the sofa without saying a word: "You, don't move!"

Xie Jiawen just propped himself up on the sofa, with a dazed expression on his face: "Huh?"

Then, in front of Xie Jiawen, Jing Haoyang performed a wave of what it means to pull out a mountain with unrivaled power, a mountain-like baboon, carrying, holding, carrying, and carrying eight drums to walk leisurely. bathroom.

After a few splashing sounds of water, a sweet fragrance wafted out. It was very familiar, but also a little strange, and I couldn't remember what it was like.

Xie Jiawen walked along the scent and saw a whole bathtub of white lotion.As Jing Haoyang continued to pour it in, Xie Jiawen also smelled it more clearly—is that the smell of coconut? !

His face suddenly turned pale!

Xie Jiawen retreated at least ten meters away, staring at the vat of coconut milk in horror, the fear in his eyes was no less than seeing a vat of high-concentration sulfuric acid!

Jing Haoyang couldn't wait to prepare the coconut milk, he didn't notice Xie Jiawen's mood for a while, and suddenly stopped when there was only a little left, and looked back at Xie Jiawen with the drum in his hand: "Would you like to try it, it's delicious .”

Xie Jiawen backed away in horror.

His whole body was stuck to the wall, only then did Jing Haoyang see it.If Xie Jiawen had been given super powers, he might have stuck to the wall and hid on the ceiling.

Jing Haoyang was a little puzzled that the coconut milk brought back with great effort was so unpopular, Baba threw the bucket aside: "What's wrong?"

Xie Jiawen clung to the wall, angry like gossamer: "Hurry up, get rid of the coconut juice, I'm allergic to coconut..."

allergy?

Jing Haoyang looked back at the vat of coconut milk, and then at his own hands... Gradually, he became murderous.

963 screamed: "What happened! Why is there such a loud siren in your brain?! Jing Haoyang, stop! Self-mutilation is the childish behavior of immature children! You are an adult today!"

Jing Haoyang immediately let out his killing intent.

Ma Liu pressed the drain valve at the bottom of the bathtub, then used salt and vinegar to bluntly polish the bathtub.

Jing Haoyang dragged eight barrels to the corridor in desperation. Wherever he went, the barrels collided and crackled all the way, reflecting his decadent back, Xie Jiawen even wanted to give him all the mineral water bottles in the house Forget it.

When Jing Haoyang came back after throwing away the trash, Xie Jiawen was at least three meters away from him.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyang, I'm very allergic to coconuts, and it will itch for a long time when I touch them. You should have got a lot of coconut juice on them..."

The translation of the meaning of this sentence is straightforward: Ni Zukai, don't hit me!

Jing Haoyang's heart was broken into pieces.

"I still, I still..."

Xie Jiawen: "What?"

Jing Haoyang held his heart with a lion: "I am an adult today!"

Xie Jiawen, who has long forgotten a certain annual meat and drama: "Ah, I'm sorry! Happy birthday Xiaoyang! I haven't said anything since you came home! Happy birthday to you, I put the birthday present in your room , go and see if you like it!"

Jing Haoyang remained motionless.

Xie Jiawen is well versed in the way of education, and he followed the temptation: "Gifts are things you like very much! They are also things you have always wanted~"

What I always wanted?

Jing Haoyang frowned, feeling that Xie Jiawen didn't value his husband at all.

Xie Jiawen laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, Lianlian waved Jing Haoyang back to the bedroom: "Go back and have a look, I'll go to bed first, see you tomorrow!" After speaking, he quickly retreated to the bedroom, the strong atmosphere in the living room The coconut aroma was killing him.

O's k, Jing Haoyang twisted his neck, you just rely on your labor and capital to like you, and sooner or later I will correct your family style, so that you will not be arrogant because of petting.

Jing Haoyang lacked interest, and his boiling blood was extinguished by the word allergy. Fortunately, Xie Jiawen was fine, but it was really disappointing.

No birthday present could cheer him up.

Unless Xie Jiawen made a photo of himself and put it under his pillow...

no!That's not OK!

Jing Haoyang clenched his fists tightly. No one but himself would dare to take some photos of Xie Jiawen. He immediately filled the Pacific Ocean with his dead body.

So what kind of gift is it? Even before he saw it, he was already full of anger.

Pushing open the door with both hands, the room that no one lived in for a week is still the same as when I left it last week.

Jing Haoyang didn't like to add things, all the small flowers and plants in the room were bought by Xie Jiawen and placed on his table.

There is usually nothing on this table except for a few pots of succulents. Today, Xie Jiawen retreated to his room after mysteriously saying that there was a gift in his bedroom. Now there is a large square box on his table. Feet thought it was time to know what this was.

Jing Haoyang estimated the size and weight, but he couldn't see what Xie Jiawen put in the box.

There is no sound when you shake it. The things in the box occupy a large area, but they are not heavy, and ordinary people can easily bear it.

Carefully dismantled the shell - stainless steel rice bucket, you deserve it.

A blank sheet of paper fell out from under the rice bucket, Jing Haoyang picked it up and spread it out, the familiar handwriting appeared vividly on the paper.

To my dear student Xiaoyang:

Happy birthday Xiaoyang!Today is the day when you become an adult, and you will be a real adult man in the future. I hope you have gained enough happiness in growing up to face the road to maturity in the future...

In the middle, there were a lot of memories about getting along with Jing Haoyang, both sour and sweet, and Jing Haoyang scratched his head.I feel that Xie Jiawen is really good at riding a horse and playing too much. He is too embarrassed to be rough when he comes up with such a provocative thing.

Later, I wrote some expectations for the future and good wishes to Jing Haoyang. Every word of those blessings is very pleasant to others, but it is against Jing Haoyang's words.

I wish you a bright future, I wish you happiness and happiness, and I wish you all wishes come true.

He already has a future, but he is not happy now, the reason is that he didn't get what he wanted.

Why is Xie Jiawen allergic to coconut milk?

Wasn't it all good in the dream, why did I suddenly have allergies?

Jing Haoyang was leaning on the sofa holding the stainless steel rice bucket, and his brother was leaning against the stainless steel bucket hard, feeling that the days without Xie Jiawen's warmth were really worse than dogs.

The last sentence of the note: "The stainless steel rice bucket is for you. Every time you stare at the rice bucket where I drink soup, you are so eager! Now I give you one, are you happy?"

If I didn't want to feed you soup...

Jing Haoyang thought half of it, covered his face and suddenly laughed like an idiot—oh shit, Xie Jiawen is so cute.

Chapter Directory Student 15

The gift Xie Jiawen gave to Jing Haoyang is like a boring you who watched a TV series recently and followed up on it every day, and casually sighed that the male lead’s shoes look good, and then received the same type of gift two days after his birthday Feel like women's shoes.

The dog man is completely indifferent to what you say every day: "Ah, ah, the color of Di TF Ao 999 is really right! I love it so much!"

He doesn't want you to feel, he wants him to feel.

Xie Jiawen felt: Xiaoyang really likes rice buckets.

So Jing Haoyang slept all night with the rice bucket in his arms.

This man's brain circuit is unusual, what's wrong with the idiot!Even if it's an idiot, it's Xie Jiawen's carefully selected idiot!Isn't rounding off an invitation to bed and sleep (crossed out)!

Real men never care about the day.

The next day, Xie Jiawen woke up refreshed and saw a certain Haoyang cooking in the kitchen full of resentment.

It's just a back view, but it clearly outlines a look of depression.

"Xiaoyang?"

Jing Haoyang turned his head when he heard the sound, and Xie Jiawen saw Jing Haoyang's sparse beard and black eye sockets at a glance...

This is too amazing: "What did you do to make yourself look like this last night?"

Jing Haoyang glanced at Xie Jiawen's body faintly: "It's because I didn't do anything that I became like this."

Xie Jiawen: ...?

That night, Jing Haoyang rubbed against Xie Jiawen's little bed, and started messing around at the slightest disagreement.

Xie Jiawen's struggle was real and intense: "Xiaoyang! What are you doing!"

Jing Haoyang: "What do you say!"

Xie Jiawen: "You haven't finished your college entrance examination yet, how can you think about such a thing!"

"Fuck! Didn't you say wait until I'm an adult!"

"You haven't graduated from high school, what kind of adult are you! Xiaoyang, calm down!"

"High school is none of my business!"

"Xiaoyang!"

Xie Jiawen was angry. As Jing Haoyang's actual guardian and class teacher, he never knew that Jing Haoyang had such an attitude towards learning. He was very sad: "I thought you studied hard because you wanted to fight for a future for yourself. ! But look what you are doing now!"

Jing Haoyang didn't study hard, and he didn't have any idea of ​​fighting for a future for himself. If it wasn't for Jiawen's favor, he didn't need to write on the paper.Taking a step back, if Xie Jiawen hadn't been his head teacher, he wouldn't have continued to go to school.

But he didn't dare to say that Xie Jiawen in this world is too devoted to his studies, which caused Jing Haoyang to go online and ask other people's opinions on the college entrance examination: "My family really hopes that I can have a good grade. Every time I got a full score in the exam, he would praise me, show me a smiling face, and then tell me the importance of the college entrance examination every day, even exceeding my personal wishes. Is he a little sick?

A netizen left a sloppy message: It is too much for the subject to say so, if you are strict with you, you are responsible for you.Study hard and take the exam well, otherwise it will be a lifetime of delay.

Jing Haoyang didn't know much about this situation, so he replied: Isn't it just a college entrance examination? Is there anyone who can't pass the exam with this kind of difficulty?

The reply after that was wonderful.

The scenes of netizens talking are very bloody and violent.

But those are no longer within the scope of Jing Haoyang's attention. He selected the most likely answers from the netizens' replies, all of which said that Xie Jiawen was responsible for his life.

So even if Jing Haoyang didn't understand it, it was very useful and he was willing to make some compromises for Xie Jiawen.

But can't he do some happy things on the way to the college entrance examination?

Xie Jiawen: "Don't even think about it, if you dare to be distracted before the college entrance examination, I will live in the dormitory!"

This threat is very serious.

In Xie Jiawen's classroom and dormitory, Jing Haoyang can turn over a thousand in one night, but dare to say something else.

Seeing that Xie Jiawen refused to obey, Jing Haoyang collapsed on the bed and cried until dawn.

The hellish second semester of the third year of high school was vividly reflected in Jing Haoyang.

Every student struggled until late at night, and then floated to the classroom the next day like a walking dead to continue to fill the test center for himself.

Among them, Jing Haoyang looks the most energetic, but also the most haggard.

The body is still very good and strong, but the eyes are bloodshot, and it seems that it can bleed if one is not paying attention.

Seeing it, Xie Jiawen was very distressed, so he changed his way to make clear tea for Jing Haoyang.

Finally, the college entrance examination, on the last day of the exam, Jing Haoyang was the first to walk out of the exam room, swept away the gloomy appearance of the whole second semester, and walked out with his face full of sunshine.

He was suddenly stopped by a reporter: "Hi, I'm from Guangming Daily. You are a college entrance examination candidate this time, right? How do you feel about this exam? Is it difficult?"

Jing Haoyang strode forward, and the reporter had no choice but to trot along with his pace.

Jing Haoyang: "Yes, full marks, not difficult."

The reporter was stunned for a second before realizing what Jing Haoyang was talking about, and asked quickly, "Can I tell you your name?"

"Jing Haoyang."

"What do you think is the most difficult subject in the college entrance examination?"

"It's all too simple, I can't tell what is difficult."

Jing Haoyang has too many topics, so even though Jing Haoyang's walking speed has almost caught up with the take-off, the reporters have been trotting and not falling behind: "But the Internet has been saying that this year's math problems are unprecedentedly difficult, Do you know anything about it?"

Jing Haoyang kept walking: "I don't understand, I don't go online."

The reporter smoothed things over in embarrassment: "It seems that he is a top student who doesn't use the Internet to study seriously—ah? How did we get to the vegetable market?!"

what's the situation!

The reporter felt that he had no brains, so he followed Jing Haoyang to the vegetable market inexplicably, and he didn't know if it was too late to occupy a good position when he rushed back.

Seeing that Jing Haoyang had already chosen dishes at Shumenshulu, the reporter gritted his teeth and signaled the cameraman to follow behind Jing Haoyang.Fighting hard, now I can’t grab the front line no matter how I rush back, why don’t I find another way to take some other photos to reflect other things.

For example, the first college entrance examination student who walked out of the examination room turned out to come to the vegetable market to buy fresh vegetables in order to catch up with the off-peak period?

So this student named Jing Haoyang must be poisonous. At that time, she followed him because of her good-looking parents.

The reporter rubbed against Jing Haoyang: "Do you have to buy your own vegetables and cook at home every day?"

Jing Haoyang was fine when he was picking vegetables, chatting with the reporter in his spare time: "Eat the cafeteria."

The reporter was silent, and changed the way of asking: "Then do you cook on weekends?"

This sentence seemed to hit a certain point of the student in front of him, and the cold and tough brows softened, and he hummed lightly: "The family is not in good health, I want to make some soup for him."

The reporter's heart melted, what a good boy this is: "You should have good grades, and you are so filial, your family must love you very much."

As for being filial to your father, Jing Haoyang squinted at the reporter, because you said that Xie Jiawen loves me, labor and management will not do anything today: "Half and half of what you said."