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Jian Zixing was restless throughout the meal, and wanted to look back after two mouthfuls.

There are more and more people outside the door, and students come and go.

"Hu Xiujie should really pick this time to catch puppy love." Zhong Chen said suddenly, "It must be such an addiction to go back to school at noon on a big Sunday, catch one right."

He didn't say that Jian Zixing hadn't noticed yet, the people who just walked past the rice noodle shop were all student couples.A large group of people came out, and a man and a woman walked alone together, and they didn't want to boo with everyone, but only liked to talk to each other in a low voice, and that was fine.

"What are you staring at?" Zhong Chen scooped up the rice noodles in the bowl, "Envy?"

"Fart." Jian Zixing turned his head listlessly, "I always feel that there is someone at the door."

"You are suffering from persecution paranoia after returning from the farmhouse." Zhong Chen looked at him distressedly, "Don't look at me, I have been sitting opposite you, there are students going back and forth at the door, I am watching. I will pay after eating."

Jian Zixing hummed, and sighed softly after he got up.

It should be because of the blind eye, there are so many things recently, even a broom looks like a human figure.

When the two walked out of the store, Jian Zixing couldn't help asking, "What do you want for your birthday?"

Zhong Chen looked confused, "Ask me?"

"what."

"Can you stop being so perfunctory?" Zhong Chen said with a serious expression, "You don't even plan well for my birthday. If I want to say what I want, you just buy it for me. Is that what you mean?"

"Oh, no." Jian Zixing sighed, "I'll just ask casually."

Zhong Chen's birthday is a bit embarrassing, he can't be perfunctory, and he can't be too distracted, otherwise it seems to be implying something.

The two entered the school gate, Zhong Chen turned directly to the left, and Jian Zixing followed, "Do you want to pick up the courier?"

"Well, a lot of things." Zhong Chen said.

Jian Zixing suddenly thought of something, "Did your mother send you a lot of shoes again? The shoe rack in the dormitory can't fit anymore?"

"If you dare to make me a shoe rack." Zhong Chen said with a blank expression, "Whether it's stretchable or can automatically put on my shoes, our relationship will be broken and will never return to the sea."

Jian Zixing sighed frantically, put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "The shoe rack that automatically puts your shoes on for you, do you really think that it's so easy to make? Artificial intelligence robots are Xu Mingbai's research field."

Zhongchen snorted, ran two quick steps towards the express cabinet, then turned back and lazily said, "Why don't you make me a robot like Xiaoxie, called Xiaoshan, and you can record it with your own voice, so you can accompany me for dinner." Sleeping and studying, the kind that keeps talking in my ear every day."

Jian Zixing remained expressionless, and when he ran away to find the courier, he couldn't help curling his lips.

This guy is a bit perverted.

But let him record with his own voice, and talk non-stop.

It's almost the same as whipping him non-stop.

Jian Zixing walked over, "Why don't I give you a dot reader, to study with you, and click wherever you don't know."

"Then it's over for us two." Zhong Chen took a sip, "Ten sugar cakes can't bring back our lost friendship."

Jian Zixing couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth when he heard the words.

"Ten more." He said with a smile, "twenty is enough to feed you for a week."

"Not enough." Zhong Chen's expression was indifferent.

The express cabinet is in a desolate corner of the school, leaning against the wall, and the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree outside the wall protrude into the campus. The leaves are all over the ground, and they make a crisp sound when stepped on.

Zhong Chen searched for a long time among the piles of boxes scattered outside the express cabinet, and hissed, "Isn't that right, really only one box was sent? My mother said it was two."

"Maybe in batches." Jian Zixing said with a subtle pause, and looked at the large carton box standing next to the express cabinet, which was as high as the cabinet and nearly one meter wide.Because it is too large, it will be ignored at first glance, unlike a serious express delivery.

"do not tell me……"

"This is mine." Zhong Chen patted the box, "Don't be so stinky, I asked the doorman to borrow the cart to pull the goods to the dormitory, and I don't need you to do it."

"Your mother sent you a refrigerator, right?" Jian Zixing said helplessly.

I borrowed a car and pulled the goods. When I got to the bottom of the dormitory, I asked Gao Ang and the others to come down and help lift it up together. It took almost an hour to get a courier.

Jian Zixing said that he didn't want to join hands, but he silently tried his best when he lifted it up. After entering the room, he was sweating again. He went to the bathroom to wash his neck and arms. The kind of feet.

The shoeboxes alone were piled up from the floor to the height of the bed, two stacks, Zhong Chen stood among the piles of clothes and counted the property.There was a pile of white shirts, all with hangers and pockets, which looked a bit high-end, but Jian Zixing saw that the shirts were all similar in appearance.

Gao Ang sat on the bed and stared blankly, as if he could squeeze some lemon juice at any time.

"Hiss, my dress isn't in this box." Zhong Chen looked around and sighed, "I just want to wear that."

Jian Zixing was speechless, and struggled to find a few footholds and jumped back to his desk.

"Brother Chen." Gao Ang said greedily, "I found that you like to wear white shirts very much. You buy so many that they are all the same. It doesn't matter which one you wear."

"I want to wear a hoodie recently." Zhong Chen muttered while squatting on the ground while searching with his eyes, "I bought several hooded sweaters like that in spring. I didn't like to wear them when I bought them. Now I want to wear them but I can't find them." , damn it."

Jian Zixing stopped drinking water, put down the water glass, and pinched the hat of his clothes thoughtfully.

"Ah, I found one." Zhong Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out one from a pile of clothes, stood up and sighed contentedly, "Okay, it's all for these two days, wait for the next wave."

"There's another wave?" Gao Ang was shocked, "It's really a big business."

Zhong Chen threw the clothes and the dust jacket on the bed, and quickly picked up the rest.Jian Zixing climbed onto the bed, and while twisting the Rubik's Cube, he secretly glanced to the side.

It was a white hoodie with a very large hat and no special pattern. There were two plaids on the shoulders with grids.

It's still pretty.

After flicking the bed frame, Zhong Chen pulled his body up on the railing, poked his head up and said with a smile, "From now on, the two of us can wear our hats and run rampant on campus together."

"Idiots only wear hats at school." Jian Zixing was speechless, and kicked the railing with his feet, "Go down, the bed will let you finish playing sooner or later."

Zhong Chen let go and landed, and there was another thud on the floor, every day in a posture that could blow up the dormitory.

"My mother is really unreliable, I have to pack up and send it back to the old house, otherwise the dormitory won't fit in." Zhongchen sighed, "Are you with me?"

Jian Zixing hesitated for a while, "The old horse wants to find me, and the little crab wants to adjust again."

"Succeed, don't follow along." Zhong Chen asked casually, "What does the old horse want you for?"

"Maybe let's talk about study." Jian Zixing sighed.

"Let's talk about something happy." The old horse said while watering the flowers with friendly creases in the corners of his eyes, "You came early, I thought you had to come late for self-study."

There was a paper in front of Jian Zixing, and it was indeed a bit of a problem at first glance, but no matter how you looked at it, it didn't go to the point of calling someone to the office to write it.

He yawned, pulled out the calculation paper and started writing.

"Hey, don't be so cool all the time." The old horse put down the watering can and sat opposite him, "Let's chat first."

"Don't talk, don't talk." Jian Zixing said while copying the numbers on the paper, "Just talk about what you want to talk about, don't go around the corner."

"I heard Zhang Xi's class teacher say that Zhang Xi's parents are going to divorce. Does this matter have anything to do with you and Zhong Chen?"

"Yes." Jian Zixing said calmly: "I was going to accompany him to get things at home, but we ran into his family affairs, so we called the police."

"You guys are taking care of it a lot, are you and Zhongchen hurt?"

Jian Zixing put down his pen, raised his eyes to meet him, and said helplessly, "No, it happened a few days ago, and you would have known about it before long."

"Oh." The old horse nodded, "I'll just ask."

As he spoke, he glanced at the table next to him again, "Is this your robot? I remember it was put in the box before, why did you just carry it out?"

"The box is dirty and hasn't been wiped yet." Jian Zixing said, "Next week's provincial competition, there are roadblocks on the field, I want to take it to the trail outside to test the performance of the current version on bumpy roads."

"It's amazing." Lao Ma couldn't help walking over to look at it, "I have brought so many students, and you are the best at playing. How many generations of this robot have you made?"

"A lot." Jian Zixing sighed, "What do you want me for?"

"Then I won't be around the corner." Lao Ma smiled, took out his mobile phone and poked it, and pushed it over, it was Zhongchen's circle of friends.

"You two, are you in love?"

Jian Zixing almost threw the pen away.

It doesn't have to be so direct.

"No." He rolled up the half-written garbage test paper with some annoyance.

"I'm not in love." Old Ma said again, "Does that mean you don't reject it?"

"The two students from the previous class came to eat hot pot together, and Zhongchen and I were there." Jian Zixing said calmly, "It's really repulsive, and we would have left right away."

The old horse nodded, fixed his eyes on him, and asked after a while, "Is it possible in the future?"

Jian Zixing paused, and looked away to the banana leaves outside the window. The leaves were already a little yellow, not as shiny as in summer.

"Yes." He said softly, "There must be. I quite like Zhongchen."

The old horse let out a long sigh.

"You are straightforward, and you don't hide it."

"There is nothing to hide." Jian Zixing looked at him, "If you want it, you can take it, if you like it, you can fight for it. I like Zhongchen and it doesn't hinder others."

"I thought you two had already made a deal secretly, but I didn't expect you to like him." The old horse hissed, "Where's Zhong Chen?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Jian Zixing frowned, "Is it about puppy love or homosexuality?"

"Neither." The old horse waved his hand quickly, "You are a child with a good heart, and he is a child with a big heart. Others can't control the two of you. I just have this guess in my heart. Gossip is not good, but I want to have a heart in advance Prepare, after all, your family situation is complicated."

Jian Zixing paused when he heard that, "Li Jingyi won't make trouble, I won't let him know."

"Yeah." The old horse nodded, looked at him and said, "No matter who the other party is, having someone you like is a very happy thing at your age. Congratulations to you, teacher. But don't be too outrageous in your work. Don't worry, Zhong Chen has to go up more, this time he passed the Padua Sequence, what's the next test?"

"You found out too?" Jian Zixing frowned, then remembered something, "That's right, you are a math teacher, so you can definitely see it."

Lao Ma held up Zhong Chen's paper sadly, "Last time it was more than 30, but this time it's only [-] points. I'm really afraid that his math score will be zero."

"Not at all." Jian Zixing felt unbearable, "In fact, he can do a lot, and I have explained many problems to him. He said that he had an upset stomach during the math test, so he wrote a few random strokes."

The old horse's eyes lit up when he heard the words, as if he regained hope, "Then how many points can he score?"

What Zhongchen said was sixty or seventy, I don't know if he was bragging.

Jian Zixing gritted his teeth, "Eighty or ninety."

"Really?" The old horse stood up straight away, "On this paper, can you really score eighty or ninety?"

"Yeah." Jian Zixing was a little guilty, threw the ball of paper on the table into the trash can, stood up and said, "I have nothing else to do, I'm leaving, I will continue to study with him in the evening self-study, don't worry."

Leaving the office, when closing the door, I caught a glimpse of Lao Ma's hands shaking slightly with excitement holding the paper.

Jian Zixing couldn't help sighing wildly when he went out, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Zhong Chen.

-Where are you now?

- in the car, what's the matter?

- I set a flag with Lao Ma, saying that you can pass [-] in math next time.

-ok got it.

Jian Zixing held the little crab with difficulty with his other arm, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth after walking two steps.

"It's ok." He muttered angrily, "Don't eat after the test is less than sixty or seventy."

After dinner, the outside of Ximen became deserted again.These few streets outside the west gate are actually very attractive, there are noisy and quiet, people come and go, especially the feeling of being alive.

Jian Zixing turned into the narrow path before, picked the most uneven sandy land, and put the little crab on the ground.

There will be changes in the provincial competition compartment. In addition to the random lifting of the chainsaw, there will also be rough terrain.Xiao Xie is not afraid of bumps, but he has never been on a sandy road before, so he does not know whether the wheels will drive the sand into the central control. It still needs to be tested.

The wheels pressed against the uneven ground, and the robot slowed down significantly after taking a few steps.Jian Zixing patiently pushed the horsepower to the maximum, and the little crab continued to move forward. After walking for a while, it made a sharp paddling sound, and then moved forward, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Hey." He sighed and stopped, walked over to pick up the little crab, and turned over to look.

Sure enough, some sand was rolled in.Although it can continue to be used, it is hard to say whether the accumulation of sand will entangle important components.

Moreover, the dirty ones are always unsightly, and they are really like sweeping robots.

Jian Zixing was thinking about whether to make the central control fully closed or upgrade the wheels. Holding a toothbrush for babies, he reached in and carefully helped the little crab clean up the sand it sucked in.

He was clear, and the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.

There is a person standing beside him, the toe of his shoe is in the corner of his eye.

There was no one else on this narrow path, probably the little crab's voice covered the footsteps of this person just now, and he didn't notice it at all.

Jian Zixing put down the robot and turned back calmly.

The man in the jacket had messy hair, sunken eye sockets, and bloodshot eyes.

Jian Zixing glanced over and felt a little strange, but suddenly realized that he was Zhang Xi's stepfather, whose surname seemed to be Li.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Li Bi was quite haggard that day.His expression was in a daze, and the paranoia in his eyes was the same as when he was beating someone, but he was very calm, just standing not far away and looking at him.

Jian Zixing looked back fearlessly, "Looking for me? Are you outside the noodle shop?"

"It's me." Li took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth. After a while, he took out a lighter. The hand that lit the cigarette was trembling. open.

Jian Zixing is annoying to smoke, probably the first time he saw Li Jingyi smoking when he was a child.

He frowned and said, "I have something to say."

"What do you think, huh? And record a video?" The man said in a hoarse voice, "You really let you take pictures of her being beaten, and then installed a camera in someone's house and tied her with a rope. Are you little bastards able to go to heaven? ?”

"Zhang Xi is a good friend of ours." Jian Zixing said calmly: "The means are the means, and the reason is the reason. It is wrong for you to beat someone, and Zhang Xi's mother has the right to divorce you."

"She has a fart right." Li threw the cigarette on the ground, stepped on it, and smiled wryly, "I have liked her since I was in school. I watched her get married and have children. Her husband became a widow in an accident. I took over, and her son I pay for such an expensive high school, and I will go to college in the future and marry a wife. What happened to beating her twice? She is really annoying sometimes. After being married for so many years, I can’t give birth to my child. What do you think she is thinking?"

Jian Zixing was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that there were so many things behind it.

But he quickly said: "You can solve your own household affairs, and domestic violence should not be done anyway."

Li was amused all of a sudden, "This kind of thing is considered a housework, so does it count as a housework if I beat her? It's none of your business, and you still provide evidence. I think you little bastards are tired of living a peaceful life."

Jian Zixing didn't say a word, he was always too lazy to talk to logical and moving guys, especially when it involved private matters that Zhang Xi might not want others to know.

"I'm not in charge of your affairs. Zhang Xi's mother and your divorce are a decision made by their mother and son, and it's beyond my control." He bent down and picked up Xiao Xie, "It's useless for you to come to me."

A hand suddenly pushed over, Jian Zixing staggered, and the little crab just picked it up and fell to the ground. Although it was not too high, the wheels could still be heard shaking.

He also staggered two steps to the side, propped his hands on the wall to barely stand still, turned his head and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Li's expression became more dazed, but the paranoia in those eyes was very clear. He said "she can't divorce me" in his mouth, squinting at Jian Zixing.

Jian Zixing suddenly felt something was wrong.

From the very beginning when this man approached, his expression was not normal.I've heard people say that people who are peaceful on the surface and have domestic violence behind their backs have some mental problems. Zhang Xi's mother filed for divorce, which probably caused some irritation to him...

He subconsciously looked at the other party.

In fact, that push just now wasn't too harsh, this Li was rather thin and small, so he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in a real fight.

but……

Jian Zixing was hesitating when he suddenly heard a gust of wind. Before he could react, Li suddenly let out a cry of pain, his knees softened, and he sat down on the ground.

Then there was the sound of a stone falling to the ground. It was a stone the size of two fingernails, and it was definitely not blown by the wind, but someone threw it on purpose.

There is no one around the sheep intestines path, only fallen leaves rustling down.

This stone was not big, but the force of the beating was obviously not to be underestimated. Li sat on the ground with his legs hugged and groaned, unable to get up for a while.

Jian Zixing suddenly had a thought in his heart. He felt that his hands were shaking. He kicked the little crab behind the big tree next to him with his feet. Hooking the wall, the long legs flipped over and fell to the ground.

"Stop!" he yelled to someone who was walking along the wall to the other side not far away.

……

"Height 186, thin but very strong figure."

"Very upright and straight, there is a high probability that he will wear a hat."

"Maybe he will walk quickly with his head down, but he has a very good temperament anyway."

……

Zhong Chen's previous description seemed to be still in his ears, and every word matched the man who was more than ten meters away.

Black distressed jeans, black hoodie, black baseball cap.

Tall and thin, with rolled up sleeves, lean and powerful arms, with blood vessels slightly protruding under the wheat-colored skin.

Most importantly, the familiar body proportions, and even the round shape of the back of his head are too similar to Zhong Chen.

Jian Zixing felt his heart beating in his throat, but he couldn't speak.After a while, the man suddenly turned around.

——A face that was almost picked out from the same mold as Zhong Chen, only with a deeper outline.There seems to be an unstoppable wind and frost hidden behind the calm black eyes, and the dark tanned skin makes the eyes more interesting.There are dark red scars on his left and right cheekbones, and his temperament is like an old and sharp dagger.

The man's lips were very dry, and the side of his face formed a somewhat stiff arc, which seemed a little nervous.

"You are zh..." Jian Zixing's voice suddenly became hoarse when he said this.

But the man pushed down the brim of his baseball cap in an instant, looked around for no one, and said in a low voice, "Don't mention names, come with me."