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the next morning.

There was still 10 minutes before the class started, and there was a mess inside and outside the room. Jian Zixing came back from the bathroom with his eyes closed, and put the basin on the seat indiscriminately.

"Leave Zixing." Gao Ang stood at the door and waved, "If you sprint, you can go to the cafeteria to buy two buns."

Jian Zixing swung his schoolbag to his shoulder, stopped at the door, squinted his eyes and looked back at the bed in disbelief.

Zhong Chen was so sleepy that he almost put his legs on the wall.

"This master is really awesome." Gao Ang sighed, "It seems that I really want to get more than 100 points in the exam for another year, and I didn't lie to us at all."

"Maybe it's because I don't have the courage to open my eyes to face this hungry world." Jian Zixing yawned.

Gao Ang was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Jian Zixing closed his eyes sleepily again, "Let's go buy buns."

The first bell in the morning is only for the senior year.

Hu Xiujie let out a sea lion roar and waited to be arrested in the hall of the teaching building. Scattered students ran wildly in response, and Jian Zixing was bumped into three times by the people behind him, almost scolding him.

"I said—" Gao Ang stepped up three steps in one step, "I didn't see you studying in senior four, why did your appetite multiply by three?"

Jian Zixing was carrying six buns in his hands, and ran up the road sullenly, ahead of him.

"Hey!" Gao Yang said angrily, "Wait for me!"

In August, only in the morning can you snatch a moment of coolness from the midsummer, and the wind when you run is refreshing.

Jian Zixing ran all the way up to the sixth floor, and just as he turned a corner, his feet stopped suddenly.

Li Jingyi stood in a suit at the door of Lao Ma's office, with half of his body inside the door and half of his body outside.The moment before the meeting, he was looking at his watch irritably, the gold watch was out of place in the old school corridor.

A slight stiffness spread from the corners of his mouth. Jian Zixing stood in place, and the people rushing up the stairs passed behind him and got into each classroom.

Gao Ang slammed on the brakes behind him and paused, "Zixing, this—"

"You go back to work first." Jian Zixing said.

The old horse came out of the office and waved to him, "Zixing, come here."

Gao Gao, "How about..."

Jian Zixing took off his schoolbag and patted it into his arms without looking back, "Put it in my desk."

"Can……"

"And this." Jian Zixing handed him the bun, "Put this on my desk."

There are usually four math teachers in Lao Ma's office, and all of them have gone to class now.The morning sun hits the room, the windows are bright and clean but somewhat empty.

There is a cup of tea on the table, which is no longer steaming.

"Father Zixing, the child is here too. I'll state my position as a teacher again." Lao Ma said in a calm tone, and concealed his door, "Zixing's application for repetition is a formal procedure and formal approval. As an ordinary teacher, I have no position in denying him admission to my class."

Li Jingyi snorted, "Ordinary teacher? The head teacher who brought out the provincial champion, and the TV station interviewed a lot. This will make me pretend to be an ordinary teacher to avoid responsibility."

"Shut up." Jian Zixing stepped forward to block the old horse behind him, straightening his back like a steel plate.

Two pairs of similar but very different black eyes met, Jian Zixing narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "This is my new school, you are not welcome."

"Zi Xing." Lao Ma pulled him from behind, speaking to Li Jingyi calmly, "Yes, I have brought out the provincial number one scholar, and I have participated in many interviews."

"So I am more qualified to say that I feel sorry for a child who scored 690 in the college entrance examination and wants to repeat." The old horse held a teacup in his hand, and his old shirt was fluffy and a little pilled, and said gently: "When we were in school, as long as What will the competition be like when you are admitted to university? Now children not only have to be admitted to university, but also to go to the first-class and top-level. In the third year of high school, every child is desperate to survive. Yes. Other children who passed the [-] exam went to play for three days and three nights and couldn’t go home. You asked a child who passed the [-] exam to pack up his schoolbag and come back for another year. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have no children?"

Jian Zixing's eyelashes trembled slightly, then he lowered his eyes and looked away from the window.

Li Jingyi slapped the table angrily, "I let him go to college! When will I not let him go to college!"

"You tampered with his wish." Lao Ma looked at him calmly, and said word by word: "You tampered with his wish, and you tampered with the life of a high school senior. And it is a child who clearly knows what his fate should be."

The office was quiet for a while, until there was a subtle tinnitus in the ears.

Li Jingyi glanced fiercely at Jian Zixing's shining earring on the right earlobe, and then looked at Lao Ma, "Don't sell your ace teacher's concept here. He is my own son, and I don't do anything for How is he? The family company will definitely be handed over to him in the future. He insists on learning some kind of machinery, what can he do with it? Be a senior engineer for half his life? Or not even be an engineer, and design parts for others every day after graduation picture!"

Lao Ma: "The machine doesn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Zixing, who seemed to be looking out of the window, moved instantly.The hand hanging on the right side of the body suddenly raised, and it was drawn in the air. Li Jingyi took a step back, "What are you doing, it's against you!"

Bang.

Jian Zixing clapped his hands heavily on the table, pressing the crumpled and unfolded WMRC promotional sheet under his palm.

He took a step forward and grabbed Li Jingyi's collar, with a fierceness reflected in his black eyes.

"First, I never recognized you as a father."

"Second, I'm not interested in your company."

"Third." He clenched his fists hard, ignored the old horse's stop, and almost pulled the blood relative man who was 30 years older than him to his eyes.

"Third, in our circle of playing machinery, my grandpa is wearing the national flag at the bottom of the platform. I will participate in the World Machinery and Robotics Competition this year. If I win the prize, I will rarely show up in front of your grandpa to point fingers."

"Zi Xing!" Lao Ma raised his voice, "Pay attention to the way you speak!"

"That's how I talk." Jian Zixing stared at the man whose veins bulged out of his anger, and said word by word: "You can't understand the old horse's comparison of your college entrance examination back then. I understand, after all, you never went to college."

Li Jingyi frowned suddenly.

Jian Zixing raised his hand pressing the leaflet slightly, and pressed his fingers against it, "But I have to let you know that mechanical things don't accept tongues."

Suddenly there was a clear and leisurely whistle at the door, and Zhong Chen casually pushed open the half-covered door of the office, "Good morning, old horse, last time you said that as long as you are willing to chat with you, you can pack snacks and melons... yo, what are you doing?" ?”

Jian Zixing turned his head, the hostility in his eyes had not dissipated, he held Li Jingyi's neckline with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the table.

Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced at Li Jingyi. After a while, he frowned again, "Ah, why are there still people with normal brains wearing suits and walking on the street? Let me see it's more than [-] degrees today."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, took a quick glance at the photo in a certain chat box, put it away again, and hissed.

Jian Zixing let go of Li Jingyi, took a step back, and said to Zhong Chen, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Don't." Zhong Chen came over and raised his arm to put on his shoulder, "Who is this guy, he looks a bit like you."

The old horse said helplessly: "Ancestor, you go back first, don't make trouble with this."

"Who are you?" Li Jingyi looked at him with hatred.

Zhong Chen snorted twice, "I'm his deskmate. The deskmate, bed companion, and bodyguard, and I'm also taken care of by him, and I eat him every day."

Jian Zixing almost wanted to stomp on this guy's feet, but he was firmly pressed down by his arms, and he didn't know if this guy was the reincarnation of a pig spirit. One arm weighed more than a hundred pounds, which made people very irritable.

He turned away violently, listening to Zhong Chen continue to run the train with his mouth full.

"This." The big pig's trotter patted him on the shoulder, and Zhong Chen said leisurely: "Give me food, and you'll be my boss. Why are you looking for my boss?"

Li Jingyi's face was livid, "What! What kind of broken school are you guys? My son can't even pass the Q test after repeating his studies here for a year..."

Another whistle interrupted him.

Zhongchen clicked his tongue, and frowned impatiently, "Every mouthful is a broken school. If you are awesome, you can open the school yourself. If you can't open the school, keep your mouth shut."

Jian Zixing looked back at him meaningfully.

"It's still a Q major." Zhong Chen curled his lips, "If you don't go back to the exam, you won't go back to the exam. What's so good, next year I will go to the H City Electrical Engineering College with me, and you will support me."

"Teacher Ma..." Li Jingyi was so angry that his lips trembled, his finger twitched continuously while pointing at Zhongchen, and his deep voice was filled with rage, "What kind of messed-up student! Let's just save the point..."

"Hey, it's okay." The old horse quickly stopped in the middle, turned his head and gave Zhong Chen a look, "Hurry up, I'll communicate here, you two go back to class first."

Zhong Chen hooked Jian Zixing's shoulder and left, "OK."

He said in a low voice, "Although I originally wanted to find something to eat."

Jian Zixing was forcibly abducted by him and left the office. After someone walked out of the door, he put his toes behind him and flexibly hooked it, just enough to put the door into the latch.

"Let go." Jian Zixing said immediately.

Zhong Chen let out a long sigh, "Cross the river and tear down the bridge, Peggy."

"Damn it." Jian Zixing gave him a gouged look, "Who took care of you."

"You." Zhong Chen looked hesitant to speak, paused and said, "Go back to the classroom, I'm so hungry, I have to have a party on the table."

Jian Zixing pouted speechlessly, and walked towards the classroom.

The first class was English. The gentle and lovely female teacher surnamed Luo was copying grammar points on the blackboard, and let them in with a wave of her hand.

Jian Zixing returned to his seat depressed, took out a notebook from the desk, opened it and began to write.After copying a few strokes on the blackboard, he drew down a few strokes and crossed them all out, and then carved the pen tip into the starched paper, and carved a vivid crap out of it.

Zhong Chen didn't seem to see his improvisation at all, and said pleasantly, "Six buns...can you eat it?"

"I'll take care of you." Jian Zixing said fiercely in a low voice, and wrote the word "Li" on the bastard.

"I'll go, thank you boss." Zhong Chen said, and immediately broke open a steamed stuffed bun, "Where are the radish and beef, you have a bite too."

Before Jian Zixing could refuse, he stuffed half of the bun into his mouth.

The bun skin is soft, the stuffing inside is slightly hot, the beef is juicy, and the fragrance of radish is lining the inside.

Annoyed that was about to erupt, he was almost stuffed back into his stomach by the pawn half of the steamed stuffed bun.

"Is it delicious?" Zhong Chen still had that leisurely and flat tone.

Jian Zixing stopped writing and looked at him. After a while, he chewed the stuffed bun in his mouth.

Zhong Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled, took the pen from his hand, and drew a watch on Wang Ba's right front paw.The tip of the pen paused, and put a pair of glasses on Wang Ba's head.

"You look quite similar to that guy just now." Zhong Chen threw away the pen casually, and opened another bun while muttering.

This time it is stuffed with pork and scallions, which smells more fragrant than the previous one.

Jian Zixing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Say more."

Zhong Chen stuffed half of the bun into his mouth, and passed the other half to Jian Zixing's mouth with his backhand, chewing and saying, "But you obviously didn't inherit his bastard temperament. Paige."

"..."

Jian Zixing glanced at him and bit the bun into his mouth.

After a while, he tore off the piece of paper, kneaded it into a ball, and took the half of the bun from his mouth, biting it and eating it.

Zhong Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'll give you two and a half more later, and give me the rest."

Jian Zixing looked at him indifferently.

"Father and son, I have to eat you twice." Zhong Chenchou said shamelessly.

The author has something to say: the person typing on the keyboard packed up the steamer, and when he turned around, he frowned: pull the egg!

Yandan held two buns with a smile: Huh?

The person typing on the keyboard said angrily: You and Shindandan have two buns, so they are all in your hands!

Flash Dan stood next to Drag Dan expressionlessly, staring at him.

Yandan smiled, grabbed a small piece of bun and put it in Shandan's mouth: ah——

Ah you balls.Flash Egg turned indifferently.

Yandan sighed with regret, it seems that Shandan gave up on the steamed stuffed bun, and the nestmate had to digest it for him.

Just bully others!The keyboardist came over and poked his eggshell.

Dragan whistled a cheerful ditty.

It can count as a meal.Pull the egg and said.When I have money, I will buy all the steamed stuffed bun shops for Shindan.

Dream every day!The person who typed on the keyboard took a deep breath.