repeat students

Lunch was eaten at the rice noodle shop outside Ximen. Jian Zixing and Zhong Chen didn't lose their appetites due to the morning events, but ate a little more than before.Two servings of fat beef rice noodles in sour soup were not enough, so I ordered another spicy chicken.

As soon as I entered the class in the afternoon, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.Zhong Chen went back to his seat and sat down as if nothing had happened. Li Qiankun turned around and asked, "What happened to Brother Chen's face?"

Zhong Chen looked at him expressionlessly, "Have you ever seen a fight?"

"I've seen it before, but I haven't seen you come back with a lottery." Li Qiankun swallowed, hesitated for a while and asked again: "How is the battle going?"

"I won." Jian Zixing answered for Zhong Chen, then frowned and impatiently glanced around the people who looked around, and said, "You all have nothing to do? Do you need to play with you?"

"No, no, no need." Li Qiankun quickly waved his hands, "I'm just asking nonsense, Brother Chen will definitely win, so it's needless to say."

Before the bell rang, the spectators finally turned back unwillingly. Zhong Chen took out the composition that he didn't understand in the morning and wrote it on a new composition paper.

Jian Zixing glanced at his side face calmly, this brother is very talented, his face was still swollen in the morning, now there are only two red marks left.On the contrary, the corners of the mouth were broken even more, and it was caused by taking a big mouthful of spicy rice noodles at noon.

Zhongchen didn't know that he was looking at him, and after writing a few strokes, he crumpled up the composition paper and threw it away, spread out a new one, and took out another lollipop.The lollipop tore off the candy wrapper and wiped it on the corner of the mouth before stuffing it into the mouth.

Weird self-soothing technique, Jian Zixing said heartily.

The old horse was not in the office all afternoon, and he walked around outside the class door until school was over, beckoning Jian Zixing to go out.

"Teacher." Jian Zixing stood on the edge of the window sill and said in a low voice, "Did he... have trouble with the Education Bureau?"

Old Ma said gently: "No. Your father was agitated today, and his blood pressure was a little high. Director Hu and I accompanied me to the hospital. He went back after seeing the doctor after two o'clock in the afternoon."

Jian Zixing's heart tightened when he heard this, "Why are you and Director Hu? Doesn't Director Hu still have classes in Class [-] in the morning?"

"Zixing, you are too preoccupied. You are our student. It is only natural for the teacher to help you if the student can't solve the problem." The old horse raised his hand and squeezed his shoulder, and said, "Your father is not a little irritated. Stupid. Suddenly asked me in the hospital, is this child hopeless. "

Jian Zixing was silent when he heard the words, and after a while, he turned his head to look out of the window and said in a low voice, "And then."

"I said that I have indeed seen hopeless children in my coaching career, but Zixing is just the opposite. I can see great hope in him." Lao Ma smiled and put his arms on the window sill, "Actually You kid is scary too."

Jian Zixing raised his eyebrows slightly, "How do you say it?"

"I've seen a lot of excellent kids." Lao Ma looked at the physical education class in the small playground, and counted with a smile, "Far away, He Xiu, a genius, is destined to influence people in one field. Ye Si, smart and tenacious , no one can stop what you want to do. Closer, Zhong Chen, looks like a fool, but is actually the most responsible. Liu Yi, let go of top universities and look back. Song Yangyang, high five, looks ordinary, but steady and steady Ma Feichen, do you still remember the look of life and death on the rooftop? Are you a different person now?"

Jian Zixing was a little confused, and asked after a while: "What does this have to do with me?"

"You child, you are too selfish." Lao Ma said softly, "Ideal is self-willed, and repetition is also self-willed. Which father to recognize, which home to return to, what surname is not, whether you like a boy or a girl, whether you are preparing for the college entrance examination or competing with all your strength... You're good at making decisions, and you're only true to your own decisions."

Jian Zixing turned his head sideways, "There's nothing wrong with that."

"It's not wrong." The old horse stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his head, looked at him, and sighed softly: "The teacher just feels sorry for you for always choosing the difficult road for yourself. If you must do this, I hope you At least take it easy in your heart. It’s still the same sentence, if the sky doesn’t fall, there will be more and more good news.”

Jian Zixing looked down at the bumpy tiles on the window sill, and said in a low voice after a while: "Someone said the same thing to me a few months ago."

The old horse raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

Jian Zixing nodded and said: "Yes. He said that behind us is the long dark night of the past, and in front of us is the starry sky ahead. We must bravely grit our teeth and take a step towards a better life."

The old horse touched his nose, "I seem to have guessed who it is."

Jian Zixing took a deep breath, turned to him and said, "I see, thank you teacher."

The old horse smiled and raised his hand to press his shoulder, "Come on."

The school bell came as scheduled, but Jian Zixing didn't return to class. After standing in the corridor for a while, Zhong Chen came out yawning, with a schoolbag on his left and right shoulders.

"We've been chatting for so long." He came over and hooked Jian Zixing's shoulders, "Gao Gao and the others are going to make skewers, shall we go?"

"Now?" Jian Zixing was taken aback, "It's past ten o'clock. Don't they go back to study by themselves today?"

Zhong Chen sighed, "Gao Ang has been under a lot of pressure recently, everyone plans to accompany him to relax, and Xi Xi also said that he will come."

Before Jian Zixing could answer, Zhong Chen put his chin on his shoulder and pressed hard, "Go, go, I want to drink beer and eat grilled short ribs, and the dried tofu rolled with coriander brushed with hot sauce. Vegetable rolls."

As soon as the words were finished, Gao Gao and several people bumped into him like a tornado, and Gao Gao shouted, "Go! gogogo!"

In the dark autumn, there are only a few small stalls outside the west gate, and only Gao Roast Zhuangyuan and the Shishi bookstore next to it are lit on the whole street.

Eight young men basically filled the narrow barbecue restaurant. After the menu was passed around, it became a ghost picture. The sleepy-eyed restaurant owner looked at it for a long time with a wrinkled face, and threw the menu into the trash can, saying: " I don’t know how to count, I can bake all the leftovers in the shop for you.”

"How do you count the money?!" Gao Ang stood up and shouted.

The boss had already walked behind the curtain and muttered, "It's based on the head, forty for each person, and the drinks are counted."

"This boss doesn't lose money in business." Li Qiankun stretched his neck and looked around, "This small shop costs three or four thousand a month to rent, right? Can he get back the money?"

"You fart." Gao Ang opened the chopsticks, "at least five thousand."

Song Yangyang, who had always been as quiet as a chicken, suddenly said: "You are all amateurs. The milk tea shop next to you costs [-] a month. This shop has a larger area, and the monthly rent is at least [-]."

"It's so expensive!" Li Qiankun was dumbfounded, "It's just our little place, are you sure?"

Song Yangyang nodded and said, "The rent on the street where my store is located is two to one, my dad told me."

Liu Yi peeled off a peanut, ate one by himself, and stuffed the other into Song Yangyang's mouth, and asked, "Is there any follow-up to the smashing of the store last time?"

"It's been resolved." Song Yangyang smiled and said, "I'll bring you some Bang Bang Chicken and Spicy Rabbit Ding when I return to school this week. You can eat instant noodles at night."

Everyone felt happy at once, Zhong Chen moved his shoulders lazily, and pointed at the wine cabinet: "Wine. Whoever drinks beer is the younger brother. There are at least two Xiaosanbai people."

There was a decibel explosion in the hut, Jian Zixing let out a long breath, and took the wine passed by everyone, a bottle is two taels, and Zhong Chen each has a bottle.

Zhong Chen unscrewed the bottle cap, stretched it out and knocked it involuntarily, "This is for celebration."

"Celebrate what?" Jian Zixing asked.

Zhong Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Congratulations that my star is free."

Jian Zixing glanced down at his cheek, "Are you so sure..."

"I'm sure." Zhong Chen snorted lazily, "Before, rebellion, smashing the house, and so on were all side-kicks, but today is different. Today you hit your golden father by seven inches."

"I mean you two." Gao Ang tapped the condiment plate with his chopsticks, "Is it disgusting? Can you not show off when you come out to eat?"

"I'll hold the back of your head for both of you and pray directly to heaven and earth." Liu Yi also sighed, "Why don't you just kiss directly?"

"Get out." Zhong Chen kicked the table, "I can eat your food."

"It's not on the skewer." Li Qiankun stood up and yelled.

"Come here!"

The owner of the store came out from behind the curtain with a huge aluminum plate, and spread a layer of skewers on it, sprinkled with chili and cumin, and a pile of red and red meat exploded.

"You guys eat first, this is the first wave." He put down the aluminum plate and picked up a string of beef tendon and took a bite, then turned around and went back to work.

Everyone immediately forgot to quarrel, and hurriedly served together, and the plate of meat was emptied in a blink of an eye.

Zhong Chen put all the grilled skewers he had snatched on Jian Zixing's plate, took a bunch of short ribs for himself, took two sips of wine and one bite of meat, and ate them carefully.

Jian Zixing thought it was a little funny, and threw the skewers on the plate to him, but he stared and threw them back.

"Eat." Zhong Chen said: "We have money, so we don't need to grab a dime for sugar cakes, we can eat them vigorously."

"You are poisonous." Jian Zixing finally couldn't help laughing out loud, picked up Zhong Chen's beloved short ribs and took a bite.

It is a very good part.A piece of cartilage is wrapped in the meat, and the cartilage is soaked in honey juice.Other skewers are sprinkled with chili noodles, this one is brushed with a thin layer of honey, and there is honey juice and gravy in one bite, which is enough to activate all the taste buds in the mouth.

Jian Zixing really didn't expect it to be so delicious, so he ate two skewers without knowing it, and when he tried to take it again, he found that it was gone, and the rest on the plate were beef tendon and pork belly.

"Here."

A pair of tongs stretched out in front of him, holding the last of the short ribs.

Zhong Chen leaned over and whispered, "It's for you. I'll grab it for you in the next wave."

"Brother Chen, can you give me what's in your hand?" Li Qiankun asked strangely beside him.

Jian Zixing glanced at him, and calmly pulled off the short ribs with chopsticks, and then Zhongchen immediately threw the pliers into Li Qiankun's bowl: "Here you are!"

The people at the table laughed so much that they almost knocked over the wine bottles. Jian Zixing bit the meat that could splash the juice, and finally grinned.

Life is a pretty unpredictable thing.

Sometimes you will feel that cruelty is the truth, but sometimes you will believe in the truth and warmth, even if this belief only accounts for one thousandth of the long life.

It didn't take 10 minutes, the meat was eaten four or five times, and the wine was drunk until everyone at the table was drunk.Xiao Sanbai is full of power, Liu Yi supports Song Yangyang's head to search for the Straits of Malacca, Li Qiankun and Ma Feichen place the chromosomes with Flammulina velutipes, Gao Ang and Zhang Xi directly sleep head to head.

Jian Zixing didn't like white wine, so he took a few sips, and it was the most sober one on the table.

Zhong Chen drank a bottle and a half, between drunk and awake, his eyes were too clear, after looking at him for a while, he couldn't help leaning over to kiss him.

The whole room was in a state of disarray, but when he kissed her, his eyes were clear, and even the wine in his mouth smelled of the purity of refined grain brewing.

Jian Zixing's head was in a mess like lack of oxygen. While hating his boyfriend's filter, he gnawed two more mouthfuls on Zhong Chen's cracked mouth.

After kissing back and forth a few times, Zhong Chen sighed and stretched out his hand to rub the corner of his mouth, muttering, "You're really insane, I'll tie your hands with kisses from now on."

"Drinking is stupid." Jian Zixing curled his lips ruthlessly, "I can bite you to death with my hands tied."

Zhong Chen was stunned for two seconds, then he was so happy that he almost got under the table, patted his cheek and leaned over, and said in a low voice, "Xing Xing, you have to be happy."

Jian Zixing's nose suddenly felt a little sore, he cleared his throat, and hummed.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and it turned out to be a text message from my father.

-The recovery is getting better and better. The doctor made a ward round today and said that he will be discharged in two to three weeks. Let me tell you.

Jian Zixing cheered up, and poked Zhong Chen to read the text message to him. Zhong Chen was about to speak when the phone vibrated again.

- Your mother came here today.

Zhong Chen, who was bewildered, suddenly woke up and sat up straight.Jian Zixing was silent for a moment, then stood up holding the phone and said, "I'll go out for a while."

Zhong Chen stood up, "I'm with you..."

"It's okay." Jian Zixing pressed his shoulder, "I'll just make a phone call."

After hesitating for two seconds, Zhong Chen reluctantly nodded and said, "Okay, then you are at the door, and I will sit here and watch you."

"Ah."

As soon as he walked to the door, his father's phone came first instead.

Jian Zixing's fingers trembled a little, and after a while, when the phone was about to hang up automatically, he finally mustered up the courage to answer it.

"dad……"

"It's time, class is over." Jian Hua still couldn't speak clearly, but his state was very calm, "le... aren't you tired?"

"It's okay, Dad." Jian Zixing looked back at the store, "I went out with my classmates for a late-night snack, and I'm going back now, I'm not tired."

"Oh." Jane Wharton continued, "Your mother, sh... said, you, and that boy."

"Zhongchen." Jian Zixing's voice was very soft. When he said this, he could hardly feel his mood, but he just said it as if he was dissociated: "Did she tell you about me and Zhongchen?"

Jian Hua was silent for a long time, and then said after a while: "Actually, yes, guess, it's about time."

Jian Zixing was about to crush the phone, but the harder he squeezed, the lower his voice became, and he murmured after a long time: "Is that right..."

"Do not."

Jian Hua uttered this word very forcefully, without stuttering, stuck out the word very abruptly.

He said solemnly: "You do it yourself. You have a father, don't be afraid."