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The sky was overcast and it was raining completely.

The students outside the west gate ran back in twos and threes, filled with the sound of rain, turning into a peaceful white noise.

Jian Zixing and Zhong Chen walked side by side against the flow of people, the school uniform shirt stuck to his body, and the rain dripped down his fingertips.

On the street outside the west gate, there is a newly renovated barbecue shop called "Gao Roasted Champion".It is said that it used to be a barbecue stall that would be chased by urban management, but later became a provincial champion, became famous, and the boss saved a little money and finally started a serious business.

Jian Zixing stepped under the eaves, took out his mobile phone, and there was a message.

Gao Gao: If you ask me to ask for leave, you must provide a reason.

Jian Zixing thought about it for a while, and replied: Just tell the old horse that I am very hungry today, and I will go back when I am full.

Gao Gao: You can't finish eating in an hour, I'm afraid you are going to eat people.

Zhong Chen reached out to fish for the phone, grinned, and quickly typed a line.

——By the way, tell Lao Ma that Zhongchen thought of a problem while eating, and he couldn't interrupt his train of thought, so he went back after finishing the calculation.

Gao Ang: ...I can go to you two.

Zhong Chen sighed happily, returned the phone to Jian Zixing, looked up at the signboard, "Is this the only one?"

"Yeah." Jian Zixing pushed open the door, "I've heard of it in the attached high school. Yingzhong Ximen BBQ is delicious."

The shop is very crowded. There are two tables for four on the left and two tables for two on the right. The aisle is sideways, and even the stools are small round stools without backrests.

A cloth curtain was used to block the front room from the kitchen. A man in his thirties and forties squatted on the threshold and raised his chin at them.

"Sit casually, the menu is on the table, what do you drink, I will go to the small shop next door to help you get it."

"Wine." Zhong Chen said, "Thank you Bai."

The boss raised his eyebrows, "This is next to the school, and there is only the old village chief in the liquor shop."

"Anything is fine." Zhong Chen sat down on the stool, "I don't choose."

Jian Zixing had no objection, just picked up the menu and looked at it.

The shop is small, but the skewers are very rich, especially the densely packed rows of meat, which is dazzling.

Zhong Chen didn't look at the menu at all, "Beef, beef tendon, butter, and beef heart tube, ten skewers each. Two chicken legs and three lamb loins, one serving of fried noodles, and anything else you want. Oh, and tofu mixed with preserved eggs."

Jian Zixing put down the menu and looked at him speechlessly, "This is..."

"I measure alone." Zhong Chen smiled.

Jian Zixing curled his lips, picked up a pencil and drew all the food he wanted to eat, and ordered a few random ones, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Chen probed to see.

Jian Zixing tapped on the category of cold cuts, "There are soy sauce chicken and pine flower tripe."

Zhong Chen stared, "Give it to Brother Chen."

"I just called you when I saw that you were soulless. I really think of myself as my brother." Jian Zixing gave him a white look, drew two circles casually, and handed it to the boss who came in with the wine.

The boss put a small bottle of the old village head on the table with a bang, glanced at the menu, "Hey, haven't you had enough for a few days?"

Jian Zixing unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle without raising his eyelids, "He may not have eaten enough since he was born."

Zhong Chen grinned silently, his shoulders twitched.

Jian Zixing took the glass, hesitated, and poured half of both glasses.

"Full up." Zhong Chen tapped his index finger on the table, "Full up for me, you don't need it."

Jian Zixing glanced at him, tilted his wrist, and filled Zhong Chen's glass with two gurgles from the mouth of the bottle, and the wine floated along the edge of the glass.

"Let Man Shangfei come out, it's too extreme for you to study well." Zhong Chen took the wine glass and drank a third, hissed, and opened his eyes, "The degree is not low."

Jian Zixing dipped his chopsticks into the wine glass and put it on his tongue, with disgust on his face.

"No way." Zhong Chen was overjoyed, "Have you ever drank?"

"I've never had white wine before." Jian Zixing commented, "But I'm a quick learner, and I can drink it after just a couple of dips."

Zhong Chen leaned over and looked at him, "Drinking really has nothing to do with the brain."

"I'm talking about the ability to learn." Jian Zixing touched the tip of his tongue again as he spoke, and then took a sip from the cup, feeling even more disgusted, "It's just the smell of alcohol, and it doesn't taste good."

"Then you need to continue studying." Zhong Chen took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Jian Zixing's wine glass.

"What are you doing?" Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows.

"Remembrance. Don't you like to write a diary? I love to take pictures." Zhong Chen casually shook the photo album in front of him as he spoke. Jian Zixing suspected that he saw several pictures of people tied to the ground, including 1.7 meters.

He took another sip of wine silently, feeling that he had met a pervert.

I kind of wanted to call the police, but tried my best to hold back.

"Here we come!" The boss yelled, opened the door curtain and came out.The meat skewers on the iron plate were piled up into two small buns, dripping with oil, and the smell of cumin and meat mixed into the nostrils, a little sweet.

Without saying a word, Zhong Chen picked up two skewers of beef, put them in his mouth and bit them, his eyes lit up, "Excellent."

He continued to eat without finishing his boast. The table was a bit low. A tall, long-legged boy bent over to eat meat, his cheeks bulged and he chewed quickly, and his Adam's apple moved up and down restlessly.

It is also the first time for Jian Zixing to see that people can eat two skewers on top of each other, which is very novel.

"Your neck." He said suddenly, "How did you do it?"

"Huh?" Zhong Chen paused, and raised his eyes to look at him inexplicably.

Jian Zixing discovered for the first time that this guy's eyelashes are so long.For some reason, he suddenly thought that his son probably looks like his mother, and Zhongchen's mother should be pretty.

He withdrew his gaze, looked down at the meat skewers, "I said, where did the scar on your neck come from?"

Hearing this, Zhong Chen put down the bamboo stick, snorted, and touched the back of his neck, "Are you scared?"

"No." Jian Zixing said, "I'm just curious. In the past two days, I went to the toilet and heard people talking about you—"

"Say I'm the son of a local ruffian, don't you?" Zhong Chen interrupted him, smiling indifferently, "I let it out, and said it to the bosses outside the east gate."

"What about the facts?" Jian Zixing stared at him.

"The facts are as you can see." Zhong Chen said, touching his neck again, "My father's enemies came to retaliate, pinned me to the ground, and chopped my neck off if I didn't kneel down."

Jian Zixing's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, "And then?"

"It's impossible to kneel, not to mention chopping the neck, even if I chop my handsome guy into a handsome sauce, I can't kneel." Zhong Chen clicked his tongue, picked up a string of lamb waist and took a bite, "Then that The person really pressed the knife down, a fruit knife, even if it was blunt, it didn’t work well, it hurt so much, I really thought I was going to die, and then my mother brought the police here.”

Jian Zixing was silent.

Zhong Chen sighed, stretching his long legs under the table, "But I regret it now, if I do it again, I will kneel down."

"Why?" Jian Zixing asked.

"Because I saw my mother cry." Zhong Chen missed Jian Zixing's face, looked at the rain curtain outside, and said softly: "I will grow up after that day, and I don't want to see my mother cry like that again in this life. Tsk , I was indeed a fool before."

"You are now too." Jian Zixing pulled the corner of his mouth down, grabbed the meat before Zhong Chen reached out for the meat, and then took a light bite under Zhong Chen's taunting childish eyes, the meat juice gushed out of his mouth, he lowered his eyes, Another sip of white wine.

Is Zhongchen's father really a criminal?

Maybe, maybe not, Zhong Chen is an unpredictable person.

The fried noodles were served by the boss in a small iron basin. Jian Zixing couldn't help but suspect that this was a pig farm when he visually measured the amount of three packs of instant noodles.

But Zhongchen's food was very delicious. When he picked up the chopsticks, the half-wrapped noodles were rolled into his mouth, and he took a mouthful of noodles and meat. Eating was much more solid than studying.

"What about you?" Zhong Chen ate the fried noodles to the end and drank the wine. After looking around, he confidently took Jian Zixing's wine and put it in front of him, looking at him, "What secret do you have?"

"No." Jian Zixing casually looked away, "As you saw this morning, someone forcibly tampered with the volunteer, and it's just a new year, simple and clear."

Zhong Chen hooked the corner of his mouth, "I believe in your evil."

Jian Zixing didn't say a word, and after a while he lowered his eyes and said, "There are many side effects, but the essence is true. I know what I want, and that's it."

Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows, "WMRC?"

Jian Zixing glanced at him in surprise.

"It's not that I'm really uneducated." Zhong Chen sighed, "You have to admit that people with a college entrance examination score of 190 or more have IQs."

Jian Zixing's Adam's apple twitched, "Sorry, I can't admit it."

Zhong Chen: "..."

"The college entrance examination is more than 190..." Jian Zixing looked at him seriously, "It's too difficult, I can't figure out how many questions need to be empty to get so low."

"Want to try? Why don't you try to take only one science and comprehensive exam in the college entrance examination next year." Zhong Chen had a serious face.

Jian Zixing shook his head bluntly, "I'm sorry, I will manage [-] comprehensive studies this year."

The small barbecue shop was quiet for a second.

Zhong Chen suddenly hissed and leaned against the wall, "Really?"

"Really." Jian Zixing lowered his eyes and ate the meat. "Three hundred in general science, one hundred in mathematics, one hundred in English, one hundred in Chinese, all very neat."

"No, young man." Zhong Chen frowned, "Is your partiality a bit serious?"

"Compared to you, yes." Jian Zixing looked up at him calmly, "Do you share fifty?"

Zhong Chen patted the table, "Chinese language is seventy!"

Behind him, the owner of the barbecue restaurant sighed.

Jian Zixing couldn't help laughing, "You're so terrible."

A barbecue, coupled with casual chatting, went on for a full two hours, until Jian Zixing was sleepy.

Zhong Chen picked up the last string of meat tendons, took a few mouthfuls, and stretched the skewer sideways to Jian Zixing's mouth.

"What are you doing?" Jian Zixing propped his cheeks wearily.

"I'll give you the last bite. This is Fugen." Zhong Chen said, "Eat Fugen."

"Superstition." Jian Zixing pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and ate the last bite of meat with that bamboo stick. The taste was solid and chewy, and there was still juice after biting, it was indeed a fairy.

"I'm leaving." Zhong Chen stood up suddenly, "I won't go back to the dormitory tonight, I still have things to do."

"Again?" Jian Zixing was speechless, "You haven't cleaned up all the bosses outside the east gate yet?"

"It's too slow to get money for cleaning them up." Zhong Chen winked at him mysteriously, "I recently met a big boss, and it's quick to get money for working for him."

"...Don't break the law." Jian Zixing said.

Zhong Chen smiled, "That depends on how my boss orders me."

Jian Zixing was a little speechless, turned around and came out after paying the bill, and saw Zhong Chen stepping on the ground with a white sock.

The black light was in turmoil, and the lost shoes were not found, so I had to buy a new pair of socks at a passing store.

"Hey." Zhong Chen suddenly turned around and asked, "Are you going back to the dormitory directly?"

Jian Zixing hummed, "I don't plan to go back to self-study."

"Well, lend me a shoe." Zhong Chen said.

"What do you mean?" Jian Zixing was stunned, "Let me give you a shoe, so I'll go back barefoot?"

"Go back to the dormitory directly." Zhong Chen looked confident, "I might have an emergency at night, how can I help people with bare feet?"

Jian Zixing: "?"

"Take it off, young man." Zhong Chen sat down, "Is it okay to have a little roommate?"

Jian Zixing took a deep breath, "Friend, my shoe size is at least two sizes smaller than yours."

The author has something to say: strange.The person typing on the keyboard raised his hand and patted the top of the coffee machine, muttering, "Why is the coffee machine broken?"

What's the matter?Pulling the egg and squatting on the stove to eat watermelon, what's wrong?

The grinder blades don't seem to be working.Typing the keyboard said.

You paused for a while, oh, Flash Dan said that you have upgraded the blade, the current blade can cut stones.

Wen Yan, who was typing on the keyboard, gradually lost his expression, but it stopped spinning.

Pulling the egg, croaking, gnawing two more mouthfuls of melon, said, but it can cut stones.

...The one typing on the keyboard cursed: Stay away from my stove from now on!

Dragan sighed, spit out the watermelon seeds and stood up, whispering that the disaster of flashing eggs will affect Dragan.

Watermelon seeds go in the trash!Those who type on the keyboard will be even angrier, and then they will spit out seeds and cook noodles for you!