Squad leader

All night, Ding Yang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, his mind was full of what Jiang Tian said during evening self-study.

——I hope you can walk your own path...

——My own way...

From childhood to adulthood, it was the first time that someone had expectations for him, a useless, ignorant and incompetent person.

During the non-class period, the teacher does not require everyone to get up at 05:30 for morning self-study, just arrive at the classroom at [-]:[-].

When Jiang Tian left, Ding Yang was still sleeping with his head covered. He knocked lightly on Ding Yang's bed, and Ding Yang said "Mmm" in a low voice, but he didn't want to get up.

"I'll bring you breakfast, you get up and go straight to the classroom."

Ding Yang responded with a small "hmm".

Jiang Tian, ​​Zhao Lei, and Zhou Yuwen went to buy breakfast at the stall at the school gate, and when they returned to the classroom, Ding Yang was already sitting in the classroom with a chicken nest on his head.

"Here, there's no more soy milk. I bought eight-treasure porridge and Roujiamo for you."

Ding Yang took the breakfast wearily, "Thank you."

After eating, Ding Yang threw the paper cups, garbage and plastic bags into the trash can, and rushed out as if suddenly irritated, "I'm going to find Lao An!"

Lao An is not here, today is Song Shuai patrolling the building.

Ding Yang stood in front of the office door and was hesitating whether to go in, when Song Shuai found the big mushroom at the door.

"It's Ding Yang, why don't you come in?"

Ding Yang: "Teacher, do you know when Teacher An will come?"

Song Shuai was taken aback, why did this kid suddenly become so obedient, and even used honorifics when speaking.

"Teacher An is not on duty today. He comes to school in the afternoon. It's the same if you have anything to tell me."

Ding Yang hesitated for a while, then took a deep breath, "Teacher, I want to use the special sports trick!"

Song Shuai put down the paper in his hand and looked at Ding Yang curiously, "Why did you suddenly have this idea?"

Ding Yang lowered his eyes and scratched his head, "I just... suddenly feel that I have to study hard..."

Song Shuai nodded in relief, "It's not too late to study now, I was a sports student before."

"what?"

Ding Yang always thought that art and sports students were bastards with poor grades in order to gain extra points for the college entrance examination, but he didn't expect that the awesome Song Shuai was a sports student.

Song Shuai pushed down his glasses, "Why, do you look down on sports students?"

"No, no, no, really."

Song Shuai glanced at the lively playground outside the window, "Today Tite is back for training, let's go, I'll take you to have a look."

The playground is a little more lively than yesterday.

Zhang Mengyao had already changed her clothes and started to warm up. The temperature in the morning was already quite low, but they were only wearing bodybuilding pants, which looked a bit cold.

Zhang Mengyao ran over to greet Ding Yang, "Ding Yang, why are you here?"

"Come out and blow some air."

Zhang Mengyao rolled her eyes, this big Buddha came to the school to blow the wind, it must be blown by an Atlantic hurricane.

The physical education teacher is already calling for the assembly, Zhang Mengyao waved his hand, "Then you continue to blow the air, I will go to training first."

Among the training crowd, there was a familiar face, and Chen Tianyang, the sports committee member of the third class, was also training on the other side of the playground.

Ten laps of warm-up, followed by stretching, training according to their own training items, the whole playground is as hot as the usual morning self-study Shura field.

Song Shuai waved to Jiao Zhang from the sports group, who ran over enthusiastically, "Xiao Song, is he here to play?"

Song Shuai shook his head, "I'm not on duty today, so I'll bring a student over to have a look."

Zhang Jiaozheng was the referee and judge of the school sports meeting, and he still had a little impression of Ding Yang, "It's you, why are you interested in sports?"

Ding Yang nodded, "Yes."

Who knows that Professor Zhang is very vengeful, "Why do I remember that someone said that they want to study, but don't come to train?"

Ding Yang was at a loss for words for a while, is the teacher's memory so good?

"Eh... teacher, I was young and ignorant..."

"Yo, did you grow up after a holiday?"

Ding Yang nodded solemnly, "Grow up!"

Song Shuai smiled and said, "Don't tease him if Zhang teaches you. If the child has this wish, I'll bring it here for you to see."

Zhang Jiao nodded, "Run ten laps first."

"what?"

Zhang Jiao raised his eyebrows proudly, "Why are you so scared?"

"how is this possible!"

Ding Yang quickly took off his coat and joined the big troop of body special students running and warming up. His running speed was not inferior to that of special students.

Zhang Jiao stared at Ding Yang's running posture, "It can be seen from the school sports meeting that he is a good seedling, did you persuade him to come here?"

Song Shuai shook his head, "I'm not that capable. Lao An's pro-student was the one who fought with the No. [-] Middle School Wang School before. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Lao An gave him, so he changed his sex."

Zhang Jiao looked at every muscle on Ding Yang's body with satisfaction, "Tsk tsk tsk, how did you hide yourself until now?!"

On the eighth lap, Ding Yang couldn't keep up with the speed. Professor Zhang clapped his hands and shouted to the training team: "Keep up, keep up, don't lose speed."

Ding Yang took a deep breath and followed up again.

Song Shuai asked: "Professor Zhang, you have read the students too, should you accept it or not?"

Zhang Jiao squinted his eyes and stared at Ding Yang's mushroom head, "It must be accepted, but it can't be so easy."

Song Shuai: "Zhang Jiao, you are still the same as before, old and cunning."

Zhang Jiao was not angry, and was very happy to accept Song Shuai's evaluation, "If it weren't for being a cunning and cunning man, how could he straighten out your thorny head?"

It was the first time for Ding Yang to train with the special students for a day, and he felt Alexander instantly. He was exhausted and paralyzed during the evening self-study, and he lay on Stitch's pillow and didn't want to talk.

It was also training, but Zhang Mengyao was full of energy to study by herself at night.

Zhang Mengyao turned her head and poked Ding Yang's bookend, and asked, "Ding Yang, do you really want to take the physical exam?"

Ding Yang hugged Stitch and let out a weak "hmm".

"Fuck! True or false?"

"Really?"

The first sentence was asked by Zhang Lei, and the second sentence was asked by Jiang Tian.

Ding Yang pulled his head out of Stitch, nodded at Jiang Tian, ​​"Really."

For a moment, Jiang Tian had mixed feelings. He never thought that a word he said would have such a big impact on a person, and he also didn't expect that Ding Yang's execution ability was so strong.

Jiang Tian's eyes were complicated, but there was also an indescribable joy that couldn't be hidden. At that time, Ding Yang was already asleep in Stitch, completely unaware of the violent emotional fluctuations hidden in the eyes that fell on his curly hair .

During the third night of self-study, Lao An, who had been skipping work, finally appeared. Zhang Lei followed Ding Yang's explanation and poked Ding Yang awake when Lao An appeared.

Ding Yang jumped up, "Teacher, I have something to tell you."

Lao An nodded, with a clear look, "Come with me to the office."

When he just went down the stairs, Ding Yang couldn't help taking a breath, his leg hurt like a prosthetic.

Lao An didn't hold back for a moment, smiled without image, gloated and said, "Did you get hurt from training?"

Ding Yang gritted his teeth, "You are a model teacher, and you are disrespectful to the old."

"Who taught you idioms, you used them in a mess."

Ding Yang gritted his teeth and said, "You taught me Chinese."

Finally, he walked to the office on the first floor step by step. Song Shuai had already told Lao An about the day's affairs. Lao An asked the teacher of the physical education team to understand the situation, and called Ding Yangyuan's parents in Shanghai to communicate, but Ding Yang's father Mom has been in meetings and waited until four o'clock in the afternoon to get through on the phone.

What Ding Yang's parents mean is to give the school full power and are willing to respect the school's training methods.

Lao An sighed helplessly. The parents' words were nice, but they really couldn't bear to think about it. It was not unreasonable for Ding Yang to make jokes before.

It's poor that father doesn't love mother or mother.

Lao An glanced at Ding Yang, "Do you really want to take the physical examination?"

Ding Yang nodded, very solemnly, "Yes, I want to get into a good university and go...to go my own way. I don't want to depend on my dad for the rest of my life."

"Okay, but you have to promise me one condition."

Ding Yang nodded repeatedly, "Don't mention one, I will agree to ten!"

Lao An looked like he was doing business, and said very seriously: "I go back to school for class and self-study on the same schedule as Jiang Tian every week, can it be done?"

That is to say, from now on, there will only be one day off in a month, and I may not be able to do laundry. I have no food for self-study and class.

Ding Yang gritted his teeth, "OK, deal!"

Lao An: "No, what you say is not proven, you have to prove it with words!"

Ding Yang instantly thought of his own Ding Dong, a sleazy capitalist who is careful in everything. He said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I listen to you."

Ding Yang took out a small blank Chinese paper, wrote down the receipts, and signed them smartly.

Lao An held Ding Yang's "receipt of selling himself" very proudly, "deal!"

During the National Day holiday, he was "forced" to go back to school for self-study early. Ding Yang didn't even have time to wash his hair, so he endured leg pain to carry a pot of hot water at night.

Jiang Tian was really worried about him, so he helped him go together.

The hot water is also like a holiday, with a long flow of water.

Ding Yang's leg hurt so much that he couldn't love him, and he leaned on Jiang Tian's shoulder with his schoolbag on his back.

Jiang Tian hesitated, and asked, "Actually, there is one thing I've always wanted to ask."

Ding Yang was puzzled, there was still something he didn't understand, "What's the matter, you ask."

"Why did you fight with Principal Wang before?"

Ding Yang didn't speak, Jiang Tian said: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"No, I'm wondering who Principal Wang is."

……

When Wang Xiao was in the first year of Jiangtian High School, he was the principal of the experiment. Later, he was transferred to the No. [-] Middle School. He gave people the impression that he was a meek little old man who always liked to walk with his hands behind his back. He was short of a birdcage to join the elderly retirement walking group. I don't know how Ding Yang pissed him off.

Ding Yang tried his best to recall, "At that time, I went out to surf the Internet all night, and was called to the office."

"Just make a note of it, but if he insisted on calling my dad, I wouldn't let him call. If he insisted on calling, I dropped his phone."

Ding Yang said that this matter is like saying "today's weather is good", Jiang Tian has been a "good student" in the traditional sense since he was a child, and he doesn't understand Ding Yang's legendary experience at all.

"Did you drop Principal Wang's phone?"

Ding Yang nodded, "My dad will definitely not answer the phone. Calling him to tell him about me may cost him hundreds of millions, and the old man in No. [-] Middle School has to be hands-free when calling. How embarrassing it is not to pick me up, if I don't let him beat him, he must believe it."

Parents who are indifferent to their children's basic learning and living conditions...

Ding Yang didn't mean to find fault at all, he was afraid, afraid that his pitiful, unloved, unpained wound would be bloodied open in front of all the teachers in the office.

"And then? I also heard that you overturned the table."

Ding Yang looked embarrassed, "It's not my fault, the legs of a table in the office were rusted, and I hadn't had time to replace them. I was angry and kicked my legs, and the legs broke, and everything on the table fell down. It still scared me, you said this is some kind of bean curd project."

Ok, now it's all clarified.

Jiang Tian turned on the hot water and closed the lid, "Actually, you are not as bad as they say."

"Oops? I'm pretty bad..." Ding Yang's voice was low, a little aggrieved.

Originally, he didn't have any relatives here, and no one paid attention to whether it was good or bad, so he simply let others spread rumors.

"Actually, it's okay. To be honest, I was a little afraid of you at the beginning, but after seeing you and Stitch fighting fiercely, I think you're just a paper tiger."

Ding Yang was as excited as he had caught Jiang Tian's braid for a moment, and said triumphantly, "Are you afraid of me?"

After thinking about it for a while, the focus of this sentence is on the back, "Who are you calling a paper tiger? Stitch is my son, can't I love my son?!"

Jiang Tian accepted Ding Yang's unreasonable trouble, "That's obviously my baby."

"I said mine is mine. If you like my son, I can force you to be his mother."

Jiang Tian pinched Ding Yang's waist, "Running the train with your mouth full, what a mess!"

For Ding Yang, washing his hair was a hurdle in his life. When he put the basin in the washbasin and bent over to wet his hair, his waist seemed to be broken instantly.

"Fuck—his—it hurts like hell."

Jiang Tian took out a shoe box from the cupboard and placed it under his basin, "Put it higher to make it more comfortable."

After Ding Yang finished washing his hair with great difficulty, the evil bell rang to turn off the lights.

"Damn, do you have to turn off the lights during the holidays?!"

Zhou Yuwen finished explaining the questions to Zhang Lei and was climbing up the ladder. He looked at Ding Yang pityingly, "Okay, Lao An will be patrolling the building later."

"I rely on!"

Ding Yang supported his waist and scolded his mother, his hand was unsteady, and the towel floated on the ground.

"Old Zhou, your exercise book!"

Zhang Lei poked his head out from the lower bunk to hand over Zhou Yuwen's exercise booklet, but happened to step on Ding Yang's towel.

"Zhang Lei, you are courting death!"

Zhang Lei felt a strange touch under his feet, and was dumbfounded: "Brother, brother! Calm down, I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."

Lao An's face suddenly appeared at the small window at the door, he knocked on the door and said eeriely, "Quickly go to bed."

Ding Yang flicked his hair like a pet dog with water in it, and went to bed angrily.

"and many more."

Jiang Tian grabbed him and took his own towel from the bedside, "Use mine, don't catch a cold."

Ding Yang sat beside Jiang Tian's bed, covered his head with a towel and rubbed it for a while, Jiang Tian saw him wiping his hair so masochistically, and pulled the towel, "Let me wipe it for you."

For a moment, Ding Yang was like an obedient big dog, sitting obediently on the edge of Jiang Tian's bed and letting him rub his hair.

Jiang Tian whispered: "You lower your head, I can't reach it."

The hot air on his cheeks at close range smelled of black peppermint toothpaste, Ding Yang's face turned red from the heat, but he still bowed his neck obediently.

Ding Yang's hair is limp, soft when wet, and feels very comfortable to the touch. After turning off the lights, with only the night light on, the unclear light spreads on his face. His bones are very good-looking, yes That kind of handsome from the inside out, but that mushroom head is really a bit of a seal, if it weren't for Ding Yang's fierce eyes, that small appearance would really look a bit feminine.

"Okay, it's basically done, you wait for another 10 minutes before going to sleep."

Ding Yang acted coquettishly and was unwilling to go to bed, "We have to wait another 10 minutes. Then I'll be here with you, um...will the question be completed later?"

"Sure, as long as you don't find it annoying."

Jiang Tian lay cross-legged on the small bed table to do the questions, and Ding Yang stretched out his two long legs, which had no place to rest, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed to watch him do the questions.

Jiang Tian did the questions very quickly. He pointed at the questions with the tip of his pen, circled the keywords from time to time, and then crossed out the inappropriate options. Basically, he could make it after reading the questions once. I will go back and read the topic again, and I will bite my pen and ponder for a while if I really can't think of it.

Ding Yang followed Jiang Tian's eyes and stared at the tip of his pen, unconsciously following the topic.

"No, no, this should be governing according to the law. This word is a bit ridiculous."

Jiang Tian followed the question pointed by Ding Yang, and answered patiently: "You see, the subject is the government. The question doesn't clearly say that the ruling party is the party. This is an exclusion."

Jiang Tian circled the subject hidden in the title again for Ding Yang to see.

The two chattered and exchanged questions one by one. Ding Yang was not good at basics, and the questions he asked were also very basic. Jiang Tianxiao had a good temper cultivated in 20 years, so he would not find him annoying, so he broke it up a little bit. speak.

Zhang Lei knocked on the edge of Zhou Yuwen's bed on the upper bunk, and said in a low voice, "Old Zhou, am I blind or is Ding Yang sick?"

Zhou Yuwen gave him a blank look, "Why are you worrying so much, have you finished memorizing the new concepts?"

"Fuck, old Zhou, you are too heartless!"

The author has something to say: Thanks for reading, I wish you a happy life~