The attacker next door always wants to overwhelm him

The next day, she was woken up by Wenyi's phone call. Feng Ziyu huddled on the sofa all night, there was no pain in her body, and her throat was burning.

Feng Ziyu: "Hello?"

Wenyi was taken aback by Feng Ziyu's duck-like voice: "Yuzi, what did you do last night?"

Feng Ziyu coughed painfully.

Wenyi felt something was wrong, and asked, "What's the matter? Have you caught a cold? Do you have any cold medicine at home?"

Feng Ziyu's throat was so dry that it was about to spit fire, but his body was so uncomfortable that he didn't want to move at all, he was dying, and he didn't want to say a word.

Wenyi didn't hear Feng Ziyu's answer, and quickly got up from the bed while holding the mobile phone: "At home or where? I'll be right over."

Feng Ziyu squeezed out two words: "Home."

Wenyi arrived ten minutes later. Both of them live outside the school, not far away.Wenyi had Feng Ziyu's key, and when he entered the room, he was uncomfortably smelled of beer, and the sound of the TV was deafening.Seeing Feng Ziyu's corpse lying on the sofa, he approached and touched Feng Ziyu's forehead. He didn't have a fever, so he shook Feng Ziyu with his hand.

Wenyi: "Yuzi, are you awake?"

Feng Ziyu was so uncomfortable that he didn't even want to open his eyelids, his mouth moved, and his voice was hoarse: "Wenyi, help me pour some water."

Wenyi turned around and went to the kitchen to pour water. When he returned to the living room, Feng Ziyu had already sat up, his lips were so dry.Put the warm water in Feng Ziyu's hand, watched Feng Ziyu drink it, and set out the two portions of pig's knuckle noodles, four deep-fried sticks and two cups of soy milk packed on the road.

"Haven't had breakfast yet, go wash up and eat something." Without waiting for Feng Ziyu, he settled his share.

Feng Ziyu got up from the sofa, kicked away the scattered wine bottles on the floor, and went to wash up.Feng Ziyu blinked when he saw bloodshot eyes in the mirror while blowing his hair.

Feng Ziyu came to eat after washing, Wenyi was drinking soy milk at the dining table, Feng Ziyu wore a casual dark shirt, the hem of the clothes was loosely tied, and his eyes were big and bright.Feng Ziyu's skin was originally fair, but after cleaning it up, it made people feel brighter.

"Cough, cough, cough." Wenyi choked for a while, and suddenly felt that Fa Xiao was a bit handsome.

"Literature, we need to talk." Feng Ziyu said.

Literature and art show all ears.

Feng Ziyu: "Tian Jinghuan fought with someone the other day, but he actually hit Fu Yue, right? As for being green..." Feng Ziyu's eyes flashed a chill: "Could it be that Fu Yue and him also have that kind of relationship?"

"Also, you asked me yesterday morning if I read the news, but I couldn't find it later." Feng Ziyu stared at Wenyi and continued: "Someone deleted it, right? Fu Yue doesn't have this ability, so I can only count. , um, you are one Wenyi, one is Jing Huan, and the other is the one who plays with Fu Yue. The three parties, Fu Yue is really good!"

Feng Ziyu suppressed his anger, gesticulated with three fingers, and pressed down the one representing literature and art: "You don't want me to know about those unbearable things."

Then he pressed off the finger representing the man behind Fu Yue: "He, um, may not be able to see the light, and he had to be suppressed after the news that he was with Fu Yue was exposed."

There is still one finger representing Jing Huan: "As for Jing Huan, um, young entrepreneurs, the negative/face news/news must be deleted."

Feng Ziyu sneered: "What is this? Three boats? Fu Yue is an octopus! Even if he has eight legs, I will chop him off!"

Wenyi: "Don't! I'll chop it up, I'll do it."

Wenyi called the cleaning, the two of them finished their breakfast, the cleaning had already arrived, and it didn't take long to clean up the garbage made by Feng Ziyu yesterday, after the cleaning left, the two sat on the sofa, the TV was on, but they were both busy playing games .

The two formed a team, and called three people to download the dungeon in the guild.The dungeon came out and finished the rest of the tasks, and it was already twelve o'clock when I looked up.

Feng Ziyu exited the game and found that the class group messages kept swiping. At first, he didn’t pay attention to the group that he thought was just chatting. After a few more messages, he found out that it was the class teacher Aite who had all the students in the class. It was quiet for a moment, and the online people started to chatter violently again. Swipe the screen.

When did they become so presumptuous, the head teacher dared to swipe the screen!Feng Ziyu clicked on it, the phone got stuck, and the class group message showed 99.

Teacher Hu (teacher in charge): 【Notice: Gather in meeting room 9 at 00:102 tomorrow morning, don't be late!Dear students, please bring your notebooks and pens, and ask the monitor to make a notice, and the cadres of each class will cooperate with the monitor to roll the roll. @all members】

The head teacher swiped three times in a row, and the monitor replied that he received it, and copied and pasted the information three more times.The class cadre replied and received it, and then a series of 1s from the masses.

Deputy squad leader: [@500degree myopia old squad leader knows what's going on? 】

People who eat melons have a series of 1, 2...ID card numbers.He kept booing there.

500-degree myopia old squad leader: [It seems that some alumni will come to the school. 】

Literature and art also made a fuss in the group: [@500 Degree Myopia Old Squad Leader Alumni?Is it a senior?isn't it pretty? 】

Melon Eater A: [It's the beautiful senior sister who will help me take a seat in the front row tomorrow. 】

Wenyi's eyes glowed and he followed suit: [Two!Thank you very much! 】

Teacher Hu (teacher in charge): [Pretty. @文艺小青年@冯子玉 Don't be late for me tomorrow. 】

Literature and Art: […]

Wenyi: 【Received, Feng Ziyu also received it. 】

As soon as Lao Hu came out, the group was instantly quiet.

Feng Ziyu: "..."

Feng Ziyu looked at Fa Xiao with a dark face, lifted his foot from the sofa and kicked him, angrily said: "If you let you do it, I will hurt my little transparent."

The two got up early the next day. After breakfast, Feng Ziyu was dragged by Wenyi to the conference room 102 to occupy a seat. The two came early, but the conference room was basically full of people, except for their class and others. The other classes seemed to be running after this alumnus.

Feng Ziyu felt a little strange, except for the proportion of girls from other classes in his class, and someone seemed to be secretly photographing him, but he didn't see it when he turned around. All of them looked serious and depressed, Wenyi put his shoulders on his shoulders and moved forward After leaving, the boys in the class gave up two seats for them.

Wenyi: "Thank you buddy."

At nine o'clock, the class cadres began to roll roll, Feng Ziyu was speechless, it seemed that only his class was called, so silly.The name of Wenyi caused a commotion, and the girl who didn't know which class blew a whistle.

Wenyi was stunned for a moment, Feng Ziyu stretched out his hand and covered his face.

The old squad leader: "Feng Ziyu." He didn't hear Feng Ziyu's answer, so he called out again: "Is Feng Ziyu here?"

Wenyi stabbed him, and Feng Ziyu stood up reflexively: "Ah, here, here!"

This time the girls reacted more intensely than before.

"Ah~ so handsome!"

"Quick, quick, he's here!"

Feng Ziyu cried because of her stupidity: "..." It's so embarrassing.

It wasn't until the school leader came over that everyone quieted down.

Wenyi pretended to put a small notebook on the table, and secretly played with his mobile phone under the table. Feng Ziyu happened to be sitting on the side of the aisle, helping him to cover.

Soon, there was a commotion, and the school leader stood up from his seat. It should be the alumnus who had arrived.

Feng Ziyu didn't pay much attention, but Wenyi was excited for a while, and almost slipped from the chair to under the table when he saw the real face of the alumni.

Feng Ziyu: "What's wrong?"

Wenyi looked like he had eaten a fly, and Feng Ziyu glanced curiously, just in time to catch the eyes of the visitor.

Feng Ziyu: "..." Why Jing Huan!Feng Ziyu also had the same expression as if he had eaten a fly.

Jing Huan was dressed in a neat suit, and sat down in his seat after shaking hands with the leader.

The host spoke a few words before leaving time for Jing Huan to speak.

Sitting next to Jing Huan was his assistant, a slightly chubby woman, who connected the laptop to a projector and played the ppt. Jing Huan introduced himself, and also talked about the company's scale and its initial entrepreneurial history.

Feng Ziyu looked at someone well-dressed on the stage, rolled his eyes, and complained in his heart: Pretend to be 13.

Jing Huan: "The rest of the time will be handed over to the younger students. You can ask any questions you have about your studies or career choices. I know everything."

As soon as Jing Huan finished speaking, the classroom exploded with a buzz, and many people rushed to ask questions.

Jing Huan: "Everyone is so enthusiastic, let's start with the first student in beige clothes on the right in the second row in the middle."

Immediately all eyes were on Feng Ziyu, and the room was quiet for a while.Feng Ziyu was playing and jumping, and didn't pay attention to what Jing Huan said at all. At this moment, his face was completely bewildered.

Feng Ziyu: "???"

A few girls got together and whispered: "Pfft~ So cute."

Jing Huan: "Don't look at it, it's you, do you have any questions to ask?"

Feng Ziyu was so disgusted by this voice student, she thought to herself, just act.

After being quiet for a while, the head teacher gave Feng Ziyu a wink, meaning to say something casually.

Feng Ziyu: "I have no problem being next."

The next time Jing Huan asked questions without giving Jing Huan a chance to speak, Jing Huan answered them one by one.

The alumni meet and greet didn't end until 12 o'clock. Students who wanted to stay could stay. Jing Huan's team hadn't left yet, and they were answering questions one-on-one.

Feng Ziyu and Wenyi managed to squeeze out, but were blocked by the teacher in charge.

Teacher Hu: "Feng Ziyu, you two wait a moment, Wenyi."

Wen Yi guessed that the old class wanted to settle accounts after the autumn, and quickly excused: "Mr. Hu, you see, Feng Ziyu was the first to answer the question just now, and he was so nervous that he couldn't speak."

"Really?" Lao Hu looked at Feng Ziyu. Mr. Hu was around forty, with serious facial features.

Feng Ziyu nodded, seeing that Lao Hu was no longer entangled in literature and art and was about to slip away.

At this time Jing Huan came out, greeted Lao Hu and caught up with the two of them.

Jing Huan: "It's a rare chance to meet, let's have lunch together."

Feng Ziyu complained in her heart: Didn't I see you at the airport yesterday!

Wenyi: "No, no, we don't know each other well."

Feng Ziyu: "Isolate you."

The two left directly.

Jing Huan: "..."

Since others don't give face, you can only earn it yourself!Jing Huan strode up to keep up with the two of them, inserted in from the middle, supported one on one side, and escorted them away!

Feng Ziyu: "Let go!"

Jing Huan: "No."

Feng Ziyu: "Go to hell!"