Bamboo horses peck each other daily

The competition class is finally over, Cheng Xia packs his things and goes out, walking with Shi Xu.He replied text messages while walking, and being called to the podium by the teacher once made his stomach full of bad water evaporate, and now he just replied two text messages perfunctorily.One for chapter exhaustion: Got it.One answer to Yang Fan: I don't know.

When Cheng Xia was editing text messages, he asked, "Why do you come to our school? Don't you go to the competition class?"

"The English competition will be officially held this Saturday, so the competition class has been cancelled." Shi Xu said, "The reason why we came in is because our competition venue is in your teaching building, so we came in early to check in." No wonder, in fact, most of the students I came to familiarize myself with the venue early on the day of the competition, so why come to see it two days before the competition, this is not the high school entrance examination.

He just wanted to see Cheng Xia's school.

Cheng Xia's focus has been distorted: "Huh? The teaching building is used as an examination room? Then I have to move all the books in the drawer home again..." They now have seven courses, each of which is There are a lot of books to bring, and you can’t be exhausted climbing the stairs every day?So everyone likes to leave some books in their desks, and they desperately catch up with their homework in self-study classes, so they want to keep their homework books.

Shi Xu turned his head and looked at him delicately: "Shouldn't you introduce the floor distribution to me in a hospitable way?"

Cheng Xia looked at him and said with a smile: "It's not like you don't have eyes and brains, you want to look at the distribution and find a map."

Shi Xu turned his head to look at him, his pure black pupils came into Cheng Xia's field of vision, and the light diluted from between the trees made his eyes extraordinarily clear and sharp, Cheng Xia instantly imagined the expression in the animation that matched this look. Sword drawing sound effect.

"I just want to know where your classroom is."

...Cheng Xia woke up from his brain after hearing his words, and was about to be embarrassed by this shameful second-year brain hole, so he didn't have the heart to argue with Shi Xu, and said directly: "The room in the middle of the third floor In the classroom, there is a class sign on it."

When Shi Xu got the answer, he nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "Then where are you sitting?"

Cheng Xia glanced at him: "The third group is on the right side of the fourth table. You're asking such a detailed question, aren't you trying to play a prank?"

Shi Xu was wronged: "How could I do such a naive thing?" He just wanted to see where Cheng Xia was sitting.

Cheng Xia didn't understand what he wanted to do, so he simply skipped the topic.

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The competition time on Saturday was in the afternoon, and when Shi Xu finished his meal and took a nap before going out, Cheng Xia wandered around the house leisurely, and it happened that Qi Bianrong had been going out since the morning, and he was even more happy by himself comfortable.

After the homework is finished, I don't want to write the competition paper... Cheng Xia wants to go to the study to find novels that can relieve stress and entertain.

There are actually a lot of books in the study room. There are two side-by-side bookcases and bookshelves fixed on the wall. The inside cabinet is mostly professional books. It is definitely not what Cheng Xia wants to read, so he rummages through the bookshelf outside.

At the end of April, the sun began to heat up. It hadn’t rained for several days, so there was very little water vapor in the air. In the study room, the curtains were drawn to block the sun. The air was stuffy and dry. Cheng Xia read several books without the patience to read them. Simply sit on the cold wooden floor and look for it while cooling down.The bottom layer is children's books, on which there are traces of someone flipping over them, and the child's immature handwriting. Cheng Xia carefully identified them, and found that the structure and writing order of these characters are sometimes in the same style as they are now.

He found an anthology of poetry, which said "Poems for Children", but the poems in it didn't have much gold content. If you cut a long sentence into several paragraphs, it would be considered a poem.

Cheng Xia opened a page at random, just in time to see the notes next to a poem.

"Spring is here/All things come back to life/The little bird is chirping/Are you saying hello to me?" Written in pencil below: No, it just wants to call.

...It can be stamped that this was written by Shi Xu.

He flipped through a few books and wanted to open the bottom drawer on a whim. The drawer was locked, but there was a large bunch of keys at home, and he might be able to unlock it by trying one by one.

Everything went smoothly, Cheng Xia tried out the correct key within a few tries, and opened the drawer, inside was a stack of photo collections and a black leather notebook with a sense of age.The Sixth Sense Trending Cheng Xia opened the photo album first——sure enough, he found something good!

This is a record of growth, the protagonist is Shi Xu, and the collection starts from the broken shell photos when he was born.There are many photos of infancy, and there are relatively bold and neat handwriting on the corners of the photos, and every little thing is recorded, which looks like a normal growth record.However, after Shi Xu went to kindergarten, the style of the photos began to change suddenly. The photos of his life in the past have been greatly reduced. Dress up photos, gothic rococo Chinese style Japanese style... you can have everything!

Cheng Xia couldn't help picking up the phone, and started to sweep through the women's clothing photos that appeared every few pages.

Cheng Xia thought secretly, when Shi Xu came back, he must show it to him face to face!Let him also play the shame play, which is worthy of being molested by him so many times when he was dragged by his aunt to try on clothes!

Cheng Xia's thoughts were racing, when suddenly he heard the landline ring.He put down the photo album and went to pick it up.

"Hello, hello, this is..." Before Cheng Xia finished speaking, he heard Qi Bianrong's representative male duck voice in the voice-changing period from the opposite side.

"Shi Xu! I'm in a big trouble! Can you bring the money over here? It's urgent! I'll hurry..." Qi Bianrong's voice was deliberately lowered, accompanied by heavy breathing.

Cheng Xia interrupted him: "I am Cheng Xia."

Qi Bianrong paused for a moment: "Where is Xu at that time? Give him the phone."

"When I'm not here, he went to the competition today, and the mobile phone will be turned off in the examination room, so you can't get through to him."

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped strangely, and Cheng Xia even had the feeling that he was going to hang up the phone.

Cheng Xia took a deep breath and told himself not to be anxious casually: "Didn't you just stop talking about it? When did you still remember that little conflict? I really wonder if you ran into big trouble!"

Qi Bianrong let out a muffled oh, and finally let go of speaking.

When it came to a critical moment, Qi Bianrong talked a lot of nonsense, and it took him a long time to finish the matter.Cheng Xia summed it up roughly, that is, he and Zhou Shao went out again, went to a bar they had never heard of before, and then they were tricked, and put white powder in the wine, Zhou Shao was already drunk, fortunately he came late , not drunk yet, seeing Young Master Zhou's appearance, he didn't dare to drink, and was about to leave at that time, but his card was frozen by his father by surprise, so they were all detained by the bar.When it came to his father freezing the card, Qi Bianrong was still ashamed to say it, because this matter was really said by Cheng Xia.

Cheng Xia: "...No, tell me clearly, have you drank the wine with fortification?!"

"No, I didn't dare to drink because I saw something was wrong with Young Master Zhou," Qi Bianrong emphasized: "The bar manager directly brought several bodyguards to block us at the door, saying that someone wanted to call us... There is a problem with this bar!" Finally added Said: "It's the person who brought us here, he must have deliberately tricked us!"

Cheng Xia had already returned home to his room and found the card that Xu Ziya and the others stuffed pocket money for him. He asked, "Did you reason it out?"

"Correct!"

Cheng Xia: I really doubt that this conclusion is wrong.

Finally got the card from the bedside drawer, Cheng Xia thought of one thing: "Do you know him? What's his name?"

Qi Bianrong looked confused: "I don't know him, it's Zhou Shao who knows him."

"..." Then you are still so swearing that it is he who framed you.Cheng Xia continued to ask him about the location and the name of the bar, then quickly hung up the phone, dialed 110 quickly, and reported the illegal detainment of people in the bar and the fact that people were caught in a drama. Someone was sent to catch them and reveal themselves.

Cheng Xia hung up the phone, feeling much relieved.

If you don't report this kind of thing, do you have to solve it yourself?

Thinking about the group of bodyguards that Qi Bianrong mentioned, he went to the storage room and took a baseball bat with him just in case.

Because it was too late to inform Uncle Chen to take him off, he simply called a taxi.

The scenery outside the window quickly passed by and became blurred. Cheng Xia stared out of the window for a long time and did not calm down—he actually felt a little excited...

The night of running away on the mountain seemed to turn on some small switch, which made him feel a surge of adrenaline whenever he encountered similar things.Cheng Xia leaned back, took a deep breath, and let himself start with various possible situations in his mind, and then the countermeasures he should have.In this way, the excitement gradually calmed down, and his thoughts became clear.

Unfortunately, he didn't use his series of imaginary scenes, because after he got out of the taxi, he found a police car parked downstairs.

But this is also a good thing, because this matter can be solved without any effort. Although he likes this exciting thing, he is still very afraid of getting hurt-every time getting hurt is a physical torture.

He went to the stairs and found that because of the police cars waiting downstairs, some idlers had gathered around to watch the fun, but after a long time without any movement, many people dispersed.Cheng Xia held the bat tightly in his hand through the packaging bag, and walked upstairs slowly.

The bar that Qi Bianrong said was on the second and third floors, he arrived in a short while, but was stopped by the police at the door.

The policeman was younger, and his tone was gentler: "Don't come here! The police handle the case here."

Cheng Xia stopped obediently, glanced at the scene at the door, and found that the police sent a lot of manpower, so there should be no problem, so he followed the little policeman's words and went downstairs.

Soon the police escorted a person downstairs, including some very muscular people who looked like bodyguards.Cheng Xia was looking for Qi Bianrong among a series of people, and he didn't notice that several people looked very nervous, and they were escorted away by the police, but their eyes were fierce.They didn't meet each other's eyes, but they resisted the police almost at the same time. When Cheng Xia noticed, those people were already close in front of him!

Those few people left the shackles of the police and rushed towards the gathered crowd. They all grabbed the elderly, women and children who were weak in health, and happened to see Cheng Xia, a teenager, how could he let him go? The big man reached out and grabbed him.

Cheng Xia had been holding the baseball bat tightly in his hand, seeing the man approaching suddenly with a ferocious face, he almost subconsciously threw out a stick, and it hit his hand with a bang.

Qi Bianrong happened to be brought down by the police from the upstairs, and he was overwhelmed by such a violent scene... He even suspected that he just heard a "click", the sound of bone cracking...

The author has something to say: Qi Bianrong (=□=): It looks like... it hurts so much QAQ! ! !