A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The person in the car was raising his hand to lift the lens shield, he paused when he heard this, and smiled softly.

Zhuang Shen felt that the laughter seemed familiar.

The fingers on the helmet were slender and clean, glowing coldly against the black background.

Zhuang Shen frowned, not wanting to talk to this psychopath who seemed to want to show off his wealth.

Neuropathy removed the glasses, revealing a pair of narrow eyes, with a slight smile, the laziness on his face was diluted, and he looked very lively.

"So fierce?"

The person in the car was Shen Wen.

Zhuang Shen glanced at him expressionlessly, and continued walking forward without saying a word.

Shen Wen's lazy voice came from behind: "The back door is too far away, and there will be a bus after walking for nearly half an hour. Are you sure you want to go this way?"

Zhuang Shen glanced at the navigation on his phone, and it showed that he could walk to the main road in twelve minutes.

He didn't stop, and there was another roar from behind, stopping a little in front of him.

Shen Wen put his legs on the ground, took off his helmet, tilted his head and said, "Send you to the road, do you want to go?"

Zhuang Shen seemed to be thinking about whether to accept his kindness.

No matter how many times the other party stopped in front of him, it was not very good to refuse, and his order has never been answered.

He moved his gaze to Shen Wen's car, stared at it for a full five seconds, and then nodded: "Thank you."

Shen Wen pressed his helmet on Zhuang Shen's head, and Zhuang Shen was forced to put it on before he could refuse.

He touched the shell and asked, "You don't need it?"

"Just a few minutes, it's okay." Shen Wen stepped into the car, turned his head sideways and said, "Come on."

Zhuang Shen sat behind him and realized something.

There was nothing behind him to hold on to something stable, it was extremely smooth, so his only choice was to hug Shen Wen's waist.

He kind of wants to jump out of the car.

But now the head is nodded, and the helmet is also worn, so I have no right to backtrack.

"Where are the hands?" Shen Wen saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, and turned his face to the side, revealing a sharp and smooth outline.

The corners of his lips were raised slightly, soaked in the dusk made him look very warm, and his voice was also warm and frivolous: "Are you afraid of me?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Shen could only reach out and hug his waist.

Boys should be diligent in exercising. There is a thin layer of muscle under the clothes, which feels good to the touch.

"Okay, let's drive." Zhuang Shen straightened his upper body, did not touch Shen Wen, but clenched his hands tightly.

Feeling the touch on his waist, Shen Wen paused, then turned on the ignition and clutched the clutch, and the car drove out steadily.

The locomotive gradually accelerated, and I couldn't feel the wind with the helmet on, but the wind flowed very fast on my body, and the trees on both sides retreated rapidly, and the roar was particularly refreshing.

In a few minutes, we reached our destination.

Zhuang Shen took off the helmet and handed it to him. When Shen Wen took it, he accidentally touched his finger, and it was a little cold.

He rubbed his fingertips calmly.

There were not many people on the small road just now, but there are many more people here.

Zhuang Shen saw that there was a bus parked near his house, and it was only two stops away, so he was ready to wait.

Looking back, Shen Wen was still on the car, holding a cigarette in his hand, but he didn't light it, just looked down.

His eyes fell on Zhuang Shen, and he asked, "Is there a car?"

Zhuang Shen nodded: "Yes, you can go back."

"No, I'll throw it away when you're done using it?" Shen Wen put his fingers together, looking a little angry and helpless: "Still angry now? I just slammed you twice, so angry?"

"Shen Wen, I'm not angry." Zhuang Shen looked at him and said word by word: "I'm just too lazy to talk."

"Okay, fine." Shen Wen smiled, but still didn't leave.

The bus came quickly, Zhuang Shen turned his head and said, "The bus is here, I'll go first."

Shen Wen responded in a low voice, watched the boy get on the bus, then took out the lighter and lit the cigarette.

Under the smog, he saw Zhuang Shen sitting behind the glass of the car and glanced at him.

After driving a long way in the car, Jiang Huai called: "Brother Wen, where are you? After waiting for half a day, you went racing again?"

Chen Wen bit his cigarette, and replied slowly: "No, the car was scolded by someone, and I just finished paying compensation."

"What the hell?" Jiang Huai savored carefully, "Is there anyone else who dares to scold you? Are you an ass?"

Shen Wen lowered his eyes, took a puff of cigarette slowly, and said in an obscure tone, "You scolded quite fiercely."

Jiang Huai hung up the phone and said to his friend: "It's over, brother Wen went crazy again today, I suspect that the ashes of those who scolded him on the road have been thrown away by him."

The bus was already slow, and when Zhuang Shen returned home, the dishes had already been set on the dining table.

Seeing him, Zhuang Chenxu immediately stood up and said, "You're back? Then let's have dinner."

Everyone sat down with their own concerns, Zhuang Huiye took the main seat, on the left and right were Zhuang Chenxu and Zhuang Ruoying, and next to them were Zhuang Shen and Zhu Wan.

Zhuang Chenxu sat next to Zhuang Shen, and asked softly: "Why did you come back so late?"

"There's a traffic jam." Zhuang Shen lowered his head and poked the rice.

Zhuang Ruoying glanced at him, and was about to speak, but Zhuang Shen just glanced over, and she shut her mouth in the cold.

She bit her lower lip, gave Zhuang Huiye a spoonful of pork ribs and said, "Dad, you like it."

Zhuang Huiye glanced at her in relief, then turned his gaze to Zhuang Shen, and said in a deep voice, "Traffic jam? Where has the road from your school been blocked for so long? Zhuang Shen, you hit your classmate just after entering school today, what do you think?" What? If you don’t do well in school, you’ll show your face when you go home. Tell yourself, what do you want to do in the future?”

Zhuang Shen propped his chin, put a piece of chicken in the bowl, and didn't even look at him: "Entry into college."

"Entry into college? Are you going to be admitted to college like this? You want to fight to get into college, don't you?!" Zhuang Huiye threw his chopsticks on the table fiercely, furious: "Tell me what you can do when you go out in the future? Do you want to have a soft meal for a lifetime? "

"Dad, what's the matter, let's talk about it after dinner." Zhuang Chenxu turned the plate, put the crayfish in front of Zhuang Shen, and picked one for him, "It's not what you said."

The dishes on the table are all normal chicken, duck and fish, only this taste of shrimp is out of place.

Zhuang Shen looked down at the shrimp on his plate, feeling a little uncomfortable.

How could Zhuang Huiye have such a considerate and warm-hearted son as Zhuang Chenxu?

It's really puzzling.

"You just get used to him, and see what he has become!" Zhuang Huiye couldn't bear it anymore: "Look at what embarrassing things he does all day long!"

Zhuang Shen finished eating the shrimp slowly, put down his chopsticks, and looked straight at Zhuang Huiye.

Zhuang Huiye frowned, apparently he didn't have much appetite today: "What? Still not convinced?"

Zhuang Shen clasped his hands, leaned against the back of the chair and smiled, his voice was cold: "I don't know where you heard the news, first of all, I didn't want to cause trouble today, it was people in my class who broke my desk and prevented me from being I fought back because I was a member of the class; secondly, that boy did a lot of bad things, today the teacher let me go without saying anything after knowing about it, so there is nothing wrong with what I did; lastly, I hope you are so old When people are old, they can sort out things clearly before teaching others."

There was an eerie silence at the table.

Zhuang Ruoying lowered her head, looking at the rice in the bowl in a daze.

When did Zhuang Shen become so eloquent?How could he still defend himself?He never does this kind of thing.

Moreover, she told Zhuang Huiye about this matter in person, and she deliberately said it a little harshly at the time, because she thought that Zhuang Shen would not be able to reason for herself.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Shen would repeat the facts so clearly.

"You..." Zhuang Huiye's face turned pale when he thought of being brushed in the face by his son, and his hand holding the chopsticks trembled with anger.

It is true that he didn't figure it out, because he believed Zhuang Ruoying's words very much, and felt that his caring little daughter would not lie.

But Zhuang Shen slapped him in the face in front of the whole family, so that he didn't have time to feel guilty for what he had done, and only became angry from embarrassment.

So what if he was wrong?

He is the head of the family, and Zhuang Shen makes trouble for him all day long, shouldn't he preach a few words?

How can a child turn around and teach his parents?

This son of his is really getting more and more disobedient to discipline, he even dares to climb on top of him!

Zhuang Shen stood up, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said coldly, "I'm done eating, you eat slowly."

Zhuang Shen ignored the people at the table, pulled away his chair and left.

Originally, he only came back to eat for Zhuang Chenxu's sake, but now that he has eaten, there is no need to make trouble for himself.

Zhuang Chenxu also stood up, sighed, and said, "I'll see him off."

Zhuang Shen went outside the door and took out his mobile phone to call a car, but Zhuang Chenxu immediately chased him out and called him, "Xiao Shen, I'll see you off."

It was inconvenient to call a car in the villa area, so Zhuang Shen didn't shirk it, and got into his car.

Zhuang Chenxu didn't talk much, which made Zhuang Shen feel quite comfortable. He was so tired that he just wanted to lean on the back of the chair and watch the scenery after such a long speech.

At the gate of the school, Zhuang Chenxu parked the car and saw that Zhuang Shen was about to get out of the car with his seat belt on, so he stopped him: "Xiao Shen, I have handed over work these few days, and I will return to Beijing early tomorrow morning. You didn't tell me what gift you wanted, so I just bought you one."

He took out a small bag from the locker and gave it to Zhuang Shen: "There is a pen in it, which is very comfortable to write on."

Zhuang Shen took it and didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "Thank you."

The original owner's academic performance was a mess, so Zhuang Chenxu actually gave him a pen.

His brother, is really stubborn and naive.

"You..." Zhuang Chenxu looked at his younger brother's face, obviously not very good at speaking, he looked at it for a while, and then continued: "Go to school well, and you can tell me if you are unhappy."

"it is good."

Zhuang Chenxu seemed to want to say something else, but after looking at him for a long while, he couldn't find an excuse, so he said, "That's fine, you go in."

Zhuang Shen opened the car door, saw Zhuang Chenxu's gentle side face on the glass window, and sat back again.

Zhuang Chenxu was puzzled and asked gently: "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to say..." Zhuang Shen looked at him, the coldness on his face subsided, and that delicate face looked quite cute.

The boy's voice faded a little cold, and became a little softer: "Brother, be careful on the road."

Zhuang Chenxu froze for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face in an instant.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Zhuang Shen's hair. The hair in his palm was as cool and soft as he had touched it when he was a child.

"Okay, I will."

His younger brother is not as cold-blooded and gloomy as others say, at least now, he still looks the same as when he was a child.

I will trust him very much and call him brother softly.

When Zhuang Shen returned to the dormitory, he had not finished his evening self-study, and he was the only one in the dormitory.

He took out Zhuang Chenxu's pen and looked at it for a while, then put it back into the gift box.

He used to write with pens that cost a few dollars a box. He is not used to such expensive things, and he is not willing to use them.

After cleaning, Zhuang Shen wiped his hair and sat down at the table, trying to continue to perfect the two topics he had thought about before.

However, after searching for a long time, only a piece of paper was found in his pocket.

Another piece of paper, where did it fall?