repeat students

Song Yangyang has always had a weak sense of presence in the small group. Jian Zixing remembers that his family opened a Chuan Chuan shop.When the small group first got together to explore the "ghost building", Song Yangyang and Li Qiankun belonged to the trembling group, and they didn't take the initiative to speak on weekdays.

But everyone was very anxious about the accident at Songyangyang's house. Jian Zixing followed Fei out of bed and ran out until he was shocked by the cold wind when he ran out of the dormitory.

The aunt stood at the door of the building with her hips crossed, "You guys are endless! I didn't stop one of them running out at night, and there was a group of them behind, with no clothes on. What are you going out for? Huh?"

"Don't yell at me!" Liu Yi said in a Beijing accent when he was anxious, "Our classmate's shop was smashed, we can't let him run out at night alone!"

"Then did you chase after him to help clean his store or smash it back?" The aunt rushed back to the hair room angrily, and slapped the button on the window, "Really...you are the only ones in the repeating class of the third year of high school who are dishonest , I have to call your director and class teacher here today!"

Jian Zixing didn't say a word, the sleeves and trouser legs were filled with cool wind, he shrugged his shoulders and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Song Yangyang's short legs ran slowly, and he was not a few steps faster than everyone else. There was still a small gap in the retractable door. He squeezed hard and was about to squeeze again. The aunt just pressed the button to lock the door inside. died.

If this was him or Zhong Chen, the 1.5-meter door handle would have rolled over with one push.But obviously Song Yangyang didn't have this ability, he was crying and jumping on the other side of the door, looking from a distance like a broken gopher spirit.

Everyone fell into an embarrassing silence in the cold wind. After a while, Zhang Xi raised his hand and shouted: "Yangyang, don't jump! Come back and let's find a solution together!"

Without further ado, Liu Yi ran over and dragged his deskmate back. Song Yangyang's eyes were red, and his nose dripped on his lips. He raised his hand to wipe it, and together with the tears, a long transparent streak appeared on his face.

Jian Zixing subtly felt Zhong Chen take half a step back.

"What's the situation?" Boss Zhong Chen asked, who stepped back half a step.

"My Chuan Chuan shop was smashed." Song Yangyang said while whimpering, "Business has been mediocre for so many years. In the past two months, my dad found an authentic Sichuan chef, and added a few cold dishes to the menu. , The business suddenly came up, and the business selling stick chicken and rabbit heads on the next street was snatched away."

"Vicious competition among peers?" Gao Ang asked in surprise.

Song Yangyang nodded while twitching crazily, with snot flying all over the place, "Yes, that's right, that's it. They were hanging around the door of my store two days ago, and my mother talked about it when I was talking on the phone."

"Sue him!" Gao Ang raised his foot and kicked the flower bed next to him, "Damn it, sue them and make them bankrupt!"

Liu Yi patted him on the shoulder, then turned his head and asked, "What did you say on the phone just now? Are you okay?"

"People are fine." Song Yangyang cried out of breath, "I have called the police, but I am worried, I just want to go back and have a look... I will also smash their shop, I want to smash them to pieces... ..."

Jian Zixing sighed when he heard this, and when he looked back, Zhong Chen had retreated outside the crowd, leaning against a pillar and looking down to brush his phone.

"The police have been called." Jian Zixing walked over and said softly, "Song Yangyang wants to go back and use violence to control violence, so he has to stop him."

Zhong Chen just hummed, "It's useless to call the police for this kind of thing. The other party's behavior is unreasonable. The police will detain you for a few days at most and fine you a fine. As long as the conflict persists, they will always come up with other tricks to disgust people. "

Jian Zixing was a little surprised when he heard the words. He thought that Zhong Chen would be the first to pick up bricks and go to help smash the store together.

Zhong Chen picked up his phone and glanced at him, "Don't look at me with that disappointed look. It's one thing to distinguish between black and white, but another to solve problems. Punishing evil and promoting good will not necessarily solve problems. Always foolishly confused."

Jian Zixing asked with a smile, "Then what do you think?"

"The police will punish you first, and after the fine is over, go to the door and talk to them carefully. Even if you continue to grab business in the future, you have said hello and lowered your head, at least they will not bully you any more." Zhong Chen glanced at the crowd again. , pouted, "But it's useless to tell Song Yangyang, his brain is not working well. I reckon his parents will be able to react later, so we don't have to worry about it."

After Zhong Chen finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to look at his mobile phone. Jian Zixing leaned against the pillar with him and watched him quietly for a while.

"Are you particularly good at everything?"

"No." Zhongchen sighed, picked up his phone, and said in a low voice, "You just make me feel unreasonable."

Jian Zixing: "Huh?"

"No." Zhong Chen murmured, "What on earth are we talking about now? Do you forgive me? If there is a cold war, how long will the cold war last? The prisoner knows how many years the sentence is, you are too cruel to me."

Jian Zixing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and regained his composure half a second later, "How long do you think you'll have to be sentenced?"

Zhong Chen didn't say anything, he moved a little closer, and the two stared at each other from a distance of a few centimeters.

Zhong Chen said suddenly, "Xing Xing, your eyes are really beautiful."

"Yanren, here, it's not that kind of whiteness that is particularly white, but that kind of whiteness that is particularly pure. Then the black eyeball, like a drop of ink, drops on the eyeliner with a snap, it's so beautiful." Zhong Chen muttered in a low voice. , "I can't even fart when I'm fucking looking at you like this."

Jian Zixing looked away after a while, squinting slightly in the cold wind.

"I can't even say a fart, so what were you saying just now?" He curled his lips and said, "You just put 72 characters."

"I'll go?" Zhong Chen was startled, "You have supernatural powers?"

Jian Zixing bowed his head happily, and after a while he couldn't help punching him, "I'm talking nonsense."

"You are really bad now." Zhong Chen heaved a sigh of relief and was happy, "You were led to bad by the handsome guy Chen Chen."

"My squad leader is here!" Zhang Xi suddenly called out, "Everyone, accept!"

Everyone backed away, the retractable door opened, and Hu Xiujie ran in without his coat on, with a blanket from the teacher's office over his sweater, "What's wrong?"

"Teacher, you didn't go home?" Li Qiankun said in shock.

"The third group of high school is in the top rankings of the science year. I will accompany them for a while. Your old horse will come soon. He is just going to the bathroom." Hu Xiujie pulled Song Yangyang over and rubbed his head twice as he said, "What's the matter?" Yangyang, tell the teacher."

The idlers all retreated to the door, Zhang Xi sighed softly, "Director Hu is too gentle."

"It's frighteningly gentle." Gao Yang was speechless, "I'm a little bit creepy."

Zhong Chen came over and bumped Jian Zixing with his shoulder, motioning him to come over here.

"Hey, what am I supposed to do?" Hu Xiujie took out a piece of toilet paper from his pocket and wiped Song Yangyang's tears, "There will always be problems in doing business, and you will always have difficulties in studying. During the sprint stage of the third year of high school, don't worry. Your parents definitely don't want you to be entangled in all kinds of trivial matters."

Song Yangyang covered his nose with toilet paper and blew, and said vaguely: "I just want to go back, let's go home and have a look."

"No problem, but the teacher must accompany you." Hu Xiujie put his arms around him and said, "Let's go, let's go now."

"Scared." Li Qiankun smacked his tongue behind his back, "Is Hu Xiujie bewitched? Is this still her?"

Hu Xiujie who came to the door suddenly stopped and turned his head.

"You!!" She raised her eyebrows and opened her voice ferociously, "Are you addicted? What happened if you didn't get angry after reading the grades? Can you get into the [-] or the top [-]? Go back to sleep!! If the auntie in the dormitory does not see you falling asleep after checking the dormitory, report them all to the Academic Affairs Office tomorrow!"

Everyone turned back in an instant, and gusts of wind blew past Jian Zixing.

Liu Yi said while running, "It's her or her or her!"

Hu Xiujie led Song Yangyang away in strides, and all the idlers also dispersed.

Zhong Chen came out from behind the pillar, touched his nose, "Did she not see us?"

"Maybe." Jian Zixing sighed, "We hide so deeply, we really don't care about our classmates."

Zhong Chen didn't say a word, after a while Jian Zixing heard low laughter from around him, turned his head and looked over, Zhong Chen was looking at him happily.

"Laughing fart." Jian Zixing pursed his lips sleepily, "I'm going back."

"Hey!" Zhong Chen stretched out his hand behind him and pulled him, "Why are you in such a hurry."

Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything else?"

"Buy me ice cream." Zhong Chen smiled, "I'm over seven hundred, and you owe me five strawberry ice creams. Buy one today. No, buy two."

Jian Zixing felt a dark cloud climb up his head in an instant, and before he could refuse, Zhong Chen had already dragged him to the side of the electronic retractable door, stretched out his hand to grab the long leg at the top, and jumped over.

"Come on." The guy through the door whispered.

"..." Jian Zixing took a deep breath, "I will blow your head off sooner or later."

The milk tea shop outside the school gate had already closed, but the shop under the cafeteria was still open, so the two went around to the back of the dormitory building and went straight there.

"By the way, is your dad home yet?" Jian Zixing suddenly remembered and asked.

"Yeah." Zhongchen touched his phone, "I just talked to my dad about it. He finally entered the house."

"You just entered the house?" Jian Zixing asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

"Let's see for yourself." Zhong Chen yawned, "It's hard to say."

On the screen were the chat records of the father and son, dozens of them intermittently, and Jian Zixing quickly scanned through the important ones.

- four days ago

-Tuan: Did you go home?

-Dragging father: I knocked on the door, your mother screamed at me four times after opening the door, and slammed the door shut.

-Yuan: ...Didn't you call first?

-Dragging father: I can't explain clearly on the phone.

-Pull: Haha I wish you peace88

- three days ago

-Tuan: Are you home?

-Father dragging: I entered the house, the bureau called her first, then notified your grandma, your grandma notified her again, she finally believed it.

-Yuan: ...how was the reaction?

-Dragging: Wait a minute, your mother let me go over again.

-Yuan: ... Oh.

-Tuan: Are you ready?

-Yu: Hello?

-Pull: Don't contact 88 forever

— two days ago

-Yuan: Why is it so difficult for you to get in touch with me even though you have retired.

-Yuan: Ou Jike, I asked my mother, as long as you two are fine.

-Dragging: What does Oujike mean?

-Drag: Did you get beaten? My mother said she didn't hit you.

-Dragging father: After a few hits, your mother cried and collapsed, and it was not easy to take care of her own son.It turns out that you kid has been so out of tune these past few years.

- pull: ...

-Dad: How was the result this time?Do you test with your heels?Can test 190 points?

-Pull: down 88

--just

-Pull: [Picture] Did you see that, the big test is 701, and the Q is steady.

-Dragging: What's wrong?what happened?Call me.

-Tuan: Let’s talk, I slept 88

Jian Zixing took a few deep breaths, and returned the phone to Zhong Chen, his mind was full of those magical sentences.

——Zhongchen 88 style.

"You're an 88, aren't you?" Jian Zixing threw the phone into his arms irritably, "Babababababababababashi. I finally know where the subtle discomfort I've been talking about Q with you all this time comes from." .”

"Since I became a boyfriend, I won't tell you about 88. I always end up being careful." Zhong Chen said with a righteous face, "Isn't it?"

Jian Zixing gritted his teeth for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back and kicked him in the back.

"You are so fierce, boyfriend." Zhong Chen sighed, "I don't want to treat you to ice cream anymore."

"Didn't you ask me to buy it for you?" Jian Zixing finally couldn't help it.

"No." Zhongchen looked at him, "I exchanged for two at once, originally I planned to treat you to one."

"..."

"A face full of displeasure." Zhong Chen muttered, "I think you are my mother's real son."

"Say it again?" Jian Zixing picked up a piece from his sleeve.

Zhong Chen turned his head and stared over: "Don't dare."

There was silence for a few seconds, and then Jian Zixing waved his arm away, and the two of them laughed together.

"You are purely sick." Jian Zixing said happily, wiping the corners of his eyes.

Zhong Chen happily put his arms around his shoulders, and the two walked slowly towards the small shop.

"My father let my mother in particular." Zhong Chen smiled, "Did you know that just before he disappeared, my mother was just suggesting to send me to participate in Metamorphosis. The whole family disagreed, only my father firmly stood by me. mom."

Jian Zixing felt suffocated and didn't know how to evaluate for a while.

"When I grew up the most, I had leg cramps every night, and then I couldn't wake up, so I screamed for pain in my dream. It is said that my dad rushed out of the room immediately after hearing it in the middle of the night, and closed the door of my room behind his backhand. , because I was afraid that I would disturb my mother's sleep."

Zhong Chen let out a long sigh, and while pinching Jian Zixing's shoulder, he said in a low voice: "It's great, little princess Chen Zhu has her knight again."

Jian Zixing didn't say a word, walked into the small store, and saw the faint smile on the corner of his mouth when he passed the mirror at the door.

"My parents may come to accompany me to study next semester." Zhong Chen stood in front of the freezer and looked back at him. "It's not about supervising my studies, but the family of three who haven't seen each other for a long time live happily. Yesterday my mother called me to discuss switching back to D City, rejected by me, boyfriend is more important."

"Understood." Jian Zixing turned his head away from the waiter's gaze, squeezed his hand, "Hurry up and buy your ice cream."

"Strawberry flavored, both." Zhong Chen said with a smile.

After buying ice cream, I tore open the package and licked it, and I felt unbearable.

Cold, cold from the inside out, eating ice cream in pajamas on this kind of day, only Zhong Chen can do it.

Not only can he do it well, but he also eats it vigorously, mouthful after mouthful, almost sweating.

Jian Zixing looked at him for a while, then said helplessly, "I'll give you all, you can eat it yourself, I'm going to die of cold."

"Really?" Zhongchen threw a popsicle stick into the trash can, took the one in his hand, and put his other arm around his shoulder, "Then go back quickly."

The campus was quiet, and the two quickly walked around the small playground. Zhong Chen suddenly became happy again while holding Jian Zixing's popsicle.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zixing was confused.

Zhong Chen stretched the popsicle under the street lamp, "Look, boyfriend, you have bitten a heart-shaped tooth mark. You definitely did it on purpose."

Jian Zixing took a deep breath irritably, "Did you have..."

Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.

"I'm sick." Zhong Chen finished speaking for him, lowered his head and took a bite, and said vaguely: "It's really cold, hurry back to sleep..."

Jian Zixing punched his waist hard.

Zhong Chen: "Why, do you know that you don't hit your back when you hit someone, your boyfriend..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The old horse stood at the top of the building and sighed desolately.

"I didn't hear or see anything." He said sadly, "I'll come and see Song Yangyang, what about others?"