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The trash can was dirty and messy, and there were no feet on the ground a few meters nearby.After walking a few steps there, Jian Zixing was so smoked that he gave up, and said helplessly, "Don't pick it up, just go back and ask him."

"You don't tell the truth if you ask him, you wait here." Zhong Chen turned around and ran to the small cafeteria to sell the shop, tore off two plastic bags from the door, and put one on the left and one on the right to cover his feet.

"Blood can flow, but shoes can't be dirty, right?" Jian Zixing squinted at him.

"Peppa is the one who knows me." Zhong Chen narrowed his eyes, and then aggressively attacked the trash can, and picked up the top schoolbag with a wave of his hand.

"Empty!" he said, stepped back a few steps and unzipped the zipper, then rushed to Jian Zixing to open the schoolbag, "There is nothing in it, the tag is still there."

"Throwing a new schoolbag..." Jian Zixing whispered to himself, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the schoolbag logo, which looked familiar.

"This bag is more than 1000." Zhong Chen clicked his tongue and looked inside and out of the bag, "Okay, hee hee, the young master is hiding everything."

"Master, you can't beat you, look at your shoes." Jian Zixing curled his lips, turned around indifferently, "Let's go, I'm sleepy."

Zhong Chen threw the bag into the trash, trotted to follow, "Do we want to talk to Xi Hee?"

"Talking fart." Jian Zixing lowered his eyes impatiently, "If you have energy, worry about your studies."

……

The morning light was faint, barely adding a little light to the room through the gaps in the curtains.Zhang Xi got out of bed, picked up the toiletries lightly, and just pushed the door open, almost dropped the basin in fright.

The two bosses in the dormitory who hadn't returned all night stood opposite him expressionlessly and looked at him.

"Come with us." Jian Zixing said blankly, then turned and walked towards the fire door.

"What, what are you doing..." Zhang Xi stammered in fright, "I didn't do anything wrong, did I? I just want to go to morning reading..."

Zhong Chen then turned around, hooked his fingers at him with a smile, and whistled happily, "Good boy, you won't get beaten if you walk by yourself."

The stairwell was extremely stuffy, Jian Zixing stood impatiently in it, Zhong Chen blocked the door with his foot, let the draft in the corridor let in a little, and looked at the master who had a poker face every day.

After a whole night of tossing and sweating and rain, decent people are not very decent, the shirt is hanging on the body, and the collarbone around the neck is exposed from the loose neckline.

Zhong Chen sighed, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his own.

"Tell me, what's going on, who will be killed that day." Jian Zixing looked at Zhang Xi.

Zhang Xi frowned, and said in a low voice, "No one, I've been having nightmares recently, I'm under too much pressure, maybe I'm a little pre-anxiety..."

"Fart." Zhong Chen curled his lips in disgust, "Everyone is a smart person, so they must have a bit of IQ when they talk."

Jian Zixing glanced at him when he heard the words, but stopped talking.

"I'm not lying." Zhang Xi bit his lip, and turned his head away after a while, "Don't worry about this matter, you can't, Hu Xiujie and the others have nothing to do with it. Anyway, I haven't been bullied, and I don't need to be covered, thank you all. "

As he spoke, he turned around and left. When he reached the door, Zhong Chen didn't move.

"Brother Chen, let me go out." Zhang Xi said.

Zhong Chen blocked the door with his feet and did not move, looking back at Jian Zixing.

"If it's a family matter." Jian Zixing said, "We won't ask any more questions, but we all live in the same house. I hope you don't do stupid things. You still have the college entrance examination, and the future has just begun."

Zhang Xi's eyebrows twitched, and after a while, he lowered his head, his hair covered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I know."

Jian Zixing sighed silently, and was about to raise his hand to ask Zhong Chen to let him out, but Zhong Chen suddenly frowned and stared down at his pants, "Do you have a knife?"

"Ah?" Zhang Xi subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his pocket, but just halfway through the stretch, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and froze in mid-air.

Without saying a word, Zhong Chen grabbed his wrist and twisted him against the wall. Regardless of struggling, he reached out and took out the small knife from his trouser pocket.

It is a pitifully small utility knife, not even a knife. After all, many students keep this kind of knife in their pencil pockets.

But it's fun to carry around with you.

"No." Zhong Chen wrinkled his face, puzzled, "Are you planning to use this thing to kill that mysterious little guy? It's been a long time since I've seen you too... Hey, do all of you with a score of 600 have this idea?"

He said and looked at Jian Zixing, Jian Zixing stretched out his hand indifferently, "Give me the knife."

Zhong Chen threw the knife over, and Jian Zixing picked it up after a quick glance, and asked, "What's going on? I live in a dormitory, so what can't I say? I didn't deliberately hide it from you when I had a fight with Wang Yu. "

"And you still secretly threw away your schoolbag. The new schoolbag is so expensive." Zhong Chen sighed seriously, "It's more than 1000, enough to last me for two months."

Fart, Jian Zixing looked at his side face indifferently, and didn't think much of himself.

Zhang Xi lowered his head, and after a while, he whispered, "My stepfather, beat my mother."

Zhong Chen, who was just fooling around, suddenly frowned, "What's going on? Tell me clearly."

"My parents divorced when I was in elementary school, and my father went out of town to not want us. My mother found Uncle Li in the first year of high school. He has always been very kind to me, and I accept him in my heart." Zhang Xi whispered, gradually Trembling, "Last weekend, I told my family that I couldn't go back, but I suddenly felt a lot of pressure at school, so I suddenly wanted to go back to eat a meal made by my mother, and when I got home, I just ran into..."

"Okay." Jian Zixing interrupted him and put his hand on his shoulder, "What did your mother say?"

"Mom told me not to take it to heart." Zhang Xi's lips were trembling, "She said it was just a small quarrel, and she hadn't had it before. My uncle also told me that he couldn't control his temper that day, and bought me a New schoolbag."

"Do you believe it?" Zhong Chen asked calmly.

Zhang Xi shook his head weakly, "The moment I saw how he beat someone, I knew it was definitely not the first time, but my mother hid it well and didn't want to affect my college entrance examination."

"Does your mother have a job?" Jian Zixing asked.

"There was before." Zhang Xi paused, "The industry is in a downturn this year, and he was laid off at the beginning of the year. It's hard to find another job at this age."

There was a moment of silence in the fireproof corridor, and then Jian Zixing sighed softly.

Zhang Xihong said softly, "I'm not as smart as you guys, and my brain is also flexible. I'm pretty stupid. I haven't figured out what to do after thinking about it for a week. Now I can only study hard. I must not delay the college entrance examination, otherwise my mother will die." I can bear it for nothing..."

"You did the right thing." Zhongchen looked at him and pinched his shoulders, "Keep studying, but also pay attention to observation. You must keep an eye on this kind of thing, or even call the police."

"Hmm." Zhang Xi lowered his head, "I just... have no evidence."

"If you want, you can have it." Jian Zixing looked at him and paused, "This matter is very complicated. Once you intervene, the layer of window paper that your mother worked so hard to paste will be broken, and when the time comes What to do with money and what to do with people have to be considered. You are a third year in high school, but you are an adult, and you can analyze and make decisions by yourself. If you think clearly, you can come to me and we can help you."

"Yeah." Zhang Xi shed tears, then immediately raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve, and smiled, "Thank you Xueshen, and Brother Chen."

Jian Zixing remained expressionless. After two seconds of silence, he walked over stiffly, hugged him gently, and patted him on the back.

"Look at your mother, don't let her get into trouble." Jian Zixing said softly.

Zhang Xi burst into tears, "I know, I must think about this matter clearly, I will protect her."

Zhang Xi left with his head buried, and there were only two people left in the corridor.

Jian Zixing turned his head and looked at the banana leaves outside the window under the faint morning light, a little lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhong Chen raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"It's nothing." Jian Zixing looked away, "It's just a feeling, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite."

"Family, livelihood, or dating. Everyone has their own pot of meat to eat." Zhong Chen smiled casually, kicked the door open with his foot and walked out, "The important thing is to be yourself."

"Speaking is better than singing, one set of great principles, one after another, it will be useless when it comes to me." Jian Zixing curled his lips, followed him out, and just took two steps when he heard the guy sigh: "I'm hungry .”

"...Are you serious?" Jian Zixing could hardly believe his ears, "You just said that everyone has something to eat?"

"That's just a metaphor." Zhongchen sighed, rubbing his stomach frantically, "After a night of work on the stomach, it actually makes you hungry faster than usual. Dear Peppa, shall we have big buns in the morning?"

"..." Jian Zixing looked away wearily, "I'm out of money, I'll starve you to death."

Only the third year of high school is in class on Sunday, and there are still people from those classes in the corridor, but it always feels more empty than usual.

Lao Ma wrote the process of solving a difficult problem on the front panel. Jian Zixing copied it for a while, and someone in Yu Guangli lazily put down his pen and started swiping his phone.

He kicked it under the table, "Put it away and take notes."

"I'll be right away." Zhong Chen frowned and hid aside, switched the phone from his right hand to his left, and picked up the pen perfunctorily.

"I'm looking at a part-time job, don't I want to make money and pay you back?" He muttered.

Jian Zixing sighed, "Let's talk about it after the college entrance examination, you study first."

"Don't delay, the money is very easy to earn, just a junior high school student asked someone to help with homework." Zhong Chen said.

Jian Zixing's head, which had been lowered before, was raised alertly, "Just you? Help with homework?"

"Ah. No way?" Zhong Chen said in the strongest tone of Lao Tzu in the world.

Jian Zixing said seriously: "You can pay back the money at any time, or not, but don't harm other people's children, just you..."

"What are you?" Zhong Chen said with a righteous face, "Is it okay to be reasonable? Can't you understand two junior high school math problems with a score of more than 190 in the college entrance examination?"

"Can you understand it?" Jian Zixing was shocked.

"Brother Chen, I really can't." Ma Feichen suddenly turned around and whispered, "Please don't harm the flowers of the motherland."

"Why don't you help the primary school students with their homework, it may be safer for those below the third grade." Li Qiankun agreed.

Without saying a word, Zhong Chen kicked him and the table half a meter forward, causing the third last row to be crushed into a photo.

"Hey!" The old horse turned back helplessly, "It's almost done! Zhongchen, if you try hard to squeeze the space, don't sit there. I'll get you a single table in the corner of the first row, two meters wide. You can squeeze wherever you want."

"Single table for one person?" Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows, and immediately stretched his feet under Li Qiankun's stool scale, pried his toes, and hooked him back with the stool.

"I'm just joking with him." Zhong Chen smiled, "It's fine for me to sit here, so you don't need to worry about it."

Jian Zixing didn't say a word, just lowered his head and continued to copy the writing on the blackboard, and after copying two more lines, he suddenly turned away and laughed silently outside the window.

Zhong Chen swiped his elbow and bumped into him, staring and said, "Laughing fart?"

"Don't keep imitating my words." Jian Zixing said happily, "Quickly copy your notes, and don't eat at noon until you finish copying."

"Fucking child abuse." Zhong Chen muttered, pulled off the cap of his pen, swished his head down and wrote a few lines, then raised his head to look at the blackboard, and marked it with a big cross, "Copy it!"

Jian Zixing could only sigh.

The basketball game was about to come, and all classes were non-stop. Before school ended at noon, the sports committee rushed to the podium to announce the result of the lottery.

"Our class plays Class [-] on Wednesday afternoon." He clenched his fist and shook the air, "Everyone, come on! Our repeat class is playing against the fresh elite class. We must not lose!"

Gao Ang quickly stood up, "I hope that Mr. Zhongchen will discuss tactics with us at noon today. There are still three days before the game. I refuse to play on the spot. Please!"

"Did you hear that, it's a bit of a team spirit." Jian Zixing squinted.

Zhong Chen sighed, "All right."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and everyone scattered away. Gao Gao smiled and trotted over, "Brother Chen, let's go out for lunch with the competition? The sports committee treats guests, and go directly to the small playground to warm up after eating."

"Are you going?" Zhong Chen turned his head and asked.

Jian Zixing shook his head, "Sleepy, buy a Roujiamo and go back to take a nap and go to the hospital at night."

Zhong Chen smacked his lips when he heard the words, looking a little disappointed.

Save lunch time, return to the dormitory earlier than usual, and there is no one on the whole floor.

Jian Zixing was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, he slowly climbed onto the bed, but the phone vibrated just as he turned over, it was Xu Mingbai.

-Xu Mingbai: Did you win the first game?Did you celebrate?

-Jian Zixing: Well, I had a supper with Zhong Chen.

-Xu Mingbai: Uncle's condition has improved again, did the nurse tell you?

- Jian Zixing: Yes.Go to the hospital tonight.

-Xu Mingbai: By yourself?

- Jian Zixing: Zhong Chen should go too.

Xu Mingbai didn't reply again, and after a while, the call came in directly, and Jian Zixing picked it up with some surprise.

"what happened?"

"No." Xu Mingbai's voice sounded amused, "It's too inefficient to send messages one after another, so I want to ask you, that Zhongchen."

Jian Zixing thumped in his heart, "Ah."

There was silence on both ends of the phone, and after a while, Xu Mingbai asked, "Like it?"

"A little bit." Jian Zixing paused, and suddenly he didn't feel sleepy anymore. He turned over, lay flat on his back and held his mobile phone and said, "Maybe I like it a little bit. I was in a mess a while ago, but a lot of things happened in the past two days, but my heart is open." Quite a few. But I, hey, although I already knew that I like boys, I don't seem to have really liked anyone."

"Yeah." Xu Mingbai sighed, and laughed again after a while, "So you like handsome people, and yes, handsome is compared to smart, and most young people will choose handsome."

"You scolded us both at the same time." Jian Zixing smiled, and his voice became serious again, "Don't say that about him, he is very smart, but he just didn't study hard."

"That's it." Xu Mingbai clicked his tongue, "Then what should I do? I think that Zhongchen should be straight?"

Jian Zixing didn't speak for a long time, and hummed after a while.

Zhong Chen said that he likes both men and women, but anyone with a normal mind can infer that he is probably straight.

"Hey, it's very difficult." Xu Mingbai sighed, "Are you going to hide it, or confess?"

"It's not enough to confess, it's not that fast." Jian Zixing said softly, looking at the bright sunlight outside the window, and said, "There's no need to hide it. I don't think too much, I like him quite a lot, get along well, if you like him more in the future If you like it so much, then confess. It doesn’t matter whether he is straight or crooked, if I like it, I will say it.”

"Dare to think and dare to want Jian Zixing." Xu Mingbai said with a smile, and then sighed with emotion, "You have always been like this."

"Yes." Jian Zixing curled his lips.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Zixing stared blankly at the air for a while, then sighed suddenly.

It's not as simple as saying it.

A certain person rubbed against each other like a follower every day, let's talk about being ambiguous, no one is more frank than him.But let's talk about frankness, what's the matter with slapping someone's face when the mood is up.

Maybe pondering Zhongchen should not use pondering people's thinking.

Jian Zixing suddenly thought, if Gao Ang was sitting next to Zhong Chen last night, would Zhong Chen have kissed him?

No way to test.

He fell asleep at some point in his wild thoughts, and he was woken up suddenly by the sound of the door opening after not sleeping for a long time.

Gao Ang yelped as soon as he entered the door, "Report-!"

Jian Zixing shuddered, propping himself up on the bed, "What?"

"Brother Chen! Koi!" Gao Ang stood at the door and turned his head, waving to the back, "Brother Chen! Hurry up! Come and share the joy!"

Jian Zixing was confused, sat up slowly, frowned and looked at Zhong Chen who walked in, "What's the situation?"

Zhong Chen had that lazy look on his face again. After careful recollection, the last time he had this expression was the day when he "scored more than 130 in mathematics and comprehensive science".

"Have you never seen money, you are promising." Zhong Chen glanced at Gao Gao in disgust, and the uncle sat down on the stool in a posture, "Just won the lottery, I'll call you crazy."

"I'm worthless! The most I can win is 20 yuan! Buy [-], win [-]!" Gao Ang was as happy as a mouse, and took out a stack of fan tickets from Zhongchen's trouser pocket, and started one for Jian Zixing. One fell on the table.

"One hundred! Two hundred! Three hundred... One thousand seventeen, one thousand eight, one thousand nineteen..."

Jian Zixing's drowsiness gradually subsided.

"Two thousand!" Gao Ang jumped on the spot and slapped his thigh vigorously, "Aww! It's so fucking cool!"

Zhong Chen snorted, took out a lollipop from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Just the one sold at the welfare station in front of the school. It's a big lottery that draws prizes every half an hour!" Gao Ang was so excited that he couldn't say anything, "My day, just spend 12 yuan to buy four bets, and you will win the first prize with a bang!" Prize! Two thousand!"

Jian Zixing finally came to his senses, and looked at Zhong Chen in disbelief, "You're the one?"

"Yeah." Zhong Chen smiled and said with emotion: "Hey, I've been lucky recently, there's nothing I can do about it, who gave us the nickname Zhong Lottery."

Jian Zixing woke up completely. The big lottery at the gate of the school was an instant small prize, and 2000 yuan was not a lot of money, but like Gao Ang, he only won a dozen or 20 yuan at most.

"Why do you suddenly want to buy a big lottery ticket?" He asked in a daze.

"It's nothing." Zhong Chen took out the lollipop and said casually, "I owe you too much money, I just want to restore your blood, and I don't have any skills..."

"So you're going to buy a lottery ticket?" Jian Zixing wrinkled his face.

"Didn't you win?" Zhong Chen asked confidently.

Jian Zixing: "..."

"Here, I'll give you all." Zhong Chen rolled up the 2000 yuan in one piece, raised his hand and stuffed it into his hand, and said with a smile, "You treat me to a big bun, and I'll give you all my money."

Jian Zixing was stunned for a while, then handed the money back, "Hey, you should keep it for yourself, I didn't want you to return the previous one, so keep it for dinner later."

"I don't." Zhong Chen climbed up the ladder in two steps, stood on the ladder and said to him with a smile, "Leave the money to you, treat me to dinner."

Jian Zixing frowned and said, "I don't understand."

"What don't you understand?" Zhong Chen sighed, "Eat other people's food, do you understand?"

Gao Ang stretched out his hand, "Why don't you let me go, I'll treat Brother Chen to dinner in the future."

"Get out." Zhong Chen lazily raised his foot and kicked back, "None of your business."