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Jiang Xuan stood by the French window in the living room, with one hand clasped to his ear, and the other hand in his coat pocket, standing obliquely with a very lazy look on his face.

After hanging up the phone that he hadn't answered for a long time, he dialed it again without changing his face.

Just like the previous time, it took a long time after the call was made, but still no one answered.Just when his patience was about to run out, a sound came from the receiver.

"..." Just as Jiang Xuan was about to open his mouth, he was frightened back by the scolding voice over there.

"Get out! Why did I marry you, you useless wretch! Get out!" The woman's voice was very high-pitched, hoarse and full of resentment, as if she had just smashed something, probably a vase, and Jiang Xuan could hear the fragmented sound .

"Jiang Jianguo, you trash! You trash! The company can't be managed well! The daughter can't be managed well either! What's your use?!"

And the person holding the phone didn't say a word, as if taking the woman's scolding as background music, he let out a breath after a while, "Little Thrush? Is there something wrong?"

He seemed to have changed places, and the woman's voice gradually became quieter, but Jiang Xuan could still hear a younger female voice comforting her. The voice should be Jiang Yifei, the daughter Jiang Jianguo didn't take care of.

I don't know what trouble Jiang Yifei got into again.

Jiang Xuan thought about it casually, but Jiang Jianguo's voice here was exhausted, as if he had become accustomed to such a scene and was powerless.Seeing that Jiang Xuan didn't speak, he was silent for a while, his tone a bit embarrassed: "What's the matter with you calling me so late?"

Jiang Xuan glanced at his mother who looked nervously behind him, pondered for a moment and said, "My mother wants to talk to you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't listen to Jiang Jianguo's answer, and regardless of whether it was appropriate or not, he handed the phone to his mother, and then went back to the house alone, not wanting to express any opinion on these extremely boring adults.

When he closed the door, he heard the conversation between his mother and Jiang Jianguo in the living room. For some unknown reason, he opened the door again, closed his eyes and listened carefully.

His mother's voice was unbelievably gentle. If he didn't know that it was indeed his mother, he might have thought it was a little girl who just entered high school.

"Jianguo, are you okay... No, no, no, it's okay, I can take care of myself by myself, you are busy, don't come here on purpose... Oh, then let me know in advance before you come here, there is a new photography book at home I couldn’t help but look at it, every bird is very beautiful, as if it’s alive...Okay, I’ll wait for you..."

Jiang Xuan opened his eyes, and finally closed the door with confidence.

In a few days, school started.

Wang Peng pulled the suitcase to the dormitory and was not surprised when he saw Jiang Xuan who was sitting at the desk reading a book. With an expression of "I knew it would be like this", he raised his chin at him and whistled: " Yo."

Jiang Xuan looked at him: "Yo."

The latter clicked his tongue, pulled the suitcase in and put it in front of his bed, "I'm in a good mood, Xuebaba, what are you doing... I'll go, I feel like I haven't learned conic curves yet?"

Jiang Xuan snorted, very arrogantly: "I also know conic section, not bad. I'm too bored, just take a look."

"Crazy."

"Okay, let's eat?"

Wang Peng threw away the half-organized things, "Let's go."

The two of them didn't go to the cafeteria, they went out of the school to eat something casually, and when they came back, the other two people in the dormitory had arrived.

Xu Fei looked a little fatter than before, but overall he was still as light as a swallow. After packing up, he was sitting on a chair with a bowl of instant noodles and eating happily. When he looked up and saw the two of them, his eyes lit up: "Yo !"

Jiang Xuan curled the corner of his mouth, nodded to Chen Zhengyu inside, and said with a smile, "Who did you learn from? Your tone is so low."

"Tell me quickly," Wang Peng said, sitting upside down on a chair with his legs apart. "Where did I go to play, but I didn't go anywhere. Every day I faced my mother's card and said, 'Why did I die? I'm going to be tormented like a donkey with such an unprogressive thing like you. Say something happy to make me happy."

Chen Zhengyu: "Who isn't? New Year's greetings with relatives, eating hays, doing sewing and mending, and not even having lucky money."

Xu Fei didn't feel good after eating, and put down the bowl, "I wonder why people have to compete with each other. You have to compete with each other, or you will die. Are you happy? Are you happy? You can't play with mobile phones and computers. Yet?"

Wang Peng wrinkled his nose and looked disgusted: "Being compared to other people's children again?"

"That's not true," Xu Fei said, "Nothing compares. I am stronger than him in terms of weight and height. I can blow all the little things to him."

Chen Zhengyu reached out his hand at the right time and pinched his chubby waist, leaned against the bed and laughed for a long time.

As a result, Xu Fei became furious, slapped his cheap hand off, glared at him, and looked back at Jiang Xuan: "Where is Dongzi? Are you having fun in the country?"

Jiang Xuan, who was watching from the sidelines, was suddenly named, startled for a moment, and replied pertinently: "It's okay."

Wang Peng: "This winter vacation is probably the happiest for you, can you say more?"

Jiang Xuan laughed and cleared his throat: "Just play like crazy, go skating in the river, climb concrete pipes or something."

He wanted to say this at first, but for some reason he couldn't stop when he opened his mouth. For the first time, he wanted to share with them what he did during the winter vacation and Chinese New Year, and he felt like he couldn't wait to see them kneel and lick.

He didn't know whether the days he experienced in the countryside were unforgettable, or he had to add a premise—the days he experienced in the countryside with Cheng Hong were unforgettable.

The dormitory is full of young men who are at the age of playing with cats and dogs. Apart from playing games, they usually think about how to play games under the nose of the teacher. Learning is just that. For them, squandering youth is more important than anything It all makes sense.Jiang Thrush never considered himself to be like them, and he has recently become more and more sure of how different he is among them.

This gap became concrete, perhaps because there was a person in his WeChat list who was completely incompatible with "the world belonging to Jiang Xuan".

I have a friend, he is an adult, he is 26 years old, he has to work to earn money to support his family.

He was so handsome, so talented, so charming.

He has a very interesting family.

It's different when he's at home.

I'm sure you don't know anyone like that.

And I know.

cool.

"I ate a lot of meat, deep-fried balls, chicken nuggets, fries, chicken popcorn, roast goose, squirrel fish, pork knuckle, and learned how to fry melon seeds. I climbed to the platform halfway up the mountain and set off firecrackers..."

Jiang Xuan thought for a while, and didn't plan to tell them about helping Mrs. Liu's family by the way, even though he knew that the three of them would be more interested in hearing him say how much meat they ate if he told them.

These people all grew up in urban areas, so they definitely don't know how to handle funerals in the countryside.

It was rare for Wang Peng to ask, "Who did you go with?"

Jiang Xuan looked at him, and the emotions that came up in his heart at some point gradually calmed down.

He didn't intend to tell anyone about Cheng Hong's existence.

Fortunately, Wang Peng guessed casually in the next second: "Is it Brother Zhou from the bird shop where you work?"

Jiang Tong thought to himself that Brother Zhou hadn't come back from the outside yet, but his face was calm, and he nodded, which was regarded as an admission.

He was still very complacent and thought, I don't care, I met Cheng Hong first, and it's up to me whether to introduce you or not.I don't want you guys to know him, just guess whatever, I can nod at any cat or dog.

It's that straightforward.

Wang Peng's heart was very big, so he naturally didn't see the change in his expression when he asked a question.Moreover, he still didn't understand Jiang Xuan very well, so he simply called this kind of mystery unique to Jiang Xuan as "student masters should be so good".He actually knew Brother Zhou more than Xu Fei and Chen Zhengyu, and he heard about it from Jiang Xuan.Apart from this title, he doesn't know anything else.But it's enough for Wang Peng, the No. 1 student who can't do anything but eat.Enough to treat him as an iron buddy.

The next day is the official start of school.

I have been a student for so long, and I have participated in many opening ceremonies. The opening ceremony of the attached high school this year is the same as in previous years. Students first go to the class to receive new books, and then the head teacher organizes the school meeting in the auditorium.

The students sat down in order according to the position on the big screen. Jiang Xuan and his class were next to the third grade. If they didn't know that they had started school a week earlier, they would have stayed up late last night to go to the Internet cafe.

The principal holding the microphone gave the same speeches every year. He said on the top, the teacher listened with his neck up, and the students whispered to each other below.

Jiang Xuan turned his head to look at the senior year, and the one closest to him was the little girl on the right.In order to distinguish between classes, there is a place in the middle.

Since he sat here, within 5 minutes, he has already heard the little girl snoring, watching her frown and move her mouth from time to time, making a lot of small movements, probably even dreaming.If she opened her eyes and found that she was looking at her at this moment, would she exclaim in surprise?

He has a little impression of this little girl. She is in the top ten in the third grade of high school. If she studies like Wang Peng, she will be sorry for the thick-bottomed frame on her face.

What a torment this must be, what a little girl, her face is bruised and purple, as if she has been hit by an evil spirit.

Jiang Xuan began to think about whether he would be like her in his third year of high school.

But after thinking about it for two seconds, they gave up. After all, they are very arrogant. Learning this kind of thing is nothing to be afraid of. Just read the book and do the questions.

"Alas..." Wang Peng sighed suddenly, turned his head to look at Jiang Xuan, and lowered his voice, "The mobile phone has been shaking for a long time, please take a look, my arm is numb."

Jiang Xuan came back to his senses, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, his eyes widened slightly after seeing the content on it.

"Sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, I haven't fallen asleep yet, I just closed my eyes." Wang Peng said.

Jiang Xuan unlocked the phone while having fun, saw the missed notification, and moved his finger to send a message.

[Jiang Thrush]: Going to work?

[Cheng Lang]: No, just about to go out, are you busy?

Jiang Xuan lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth at an angle that no one else could see.

After returning from the countryside, the two of them haven't met each other. They usually chat on WeChat. These days, when school starts, he basically spends his time reviewing. Except for eating, he just does homework. If he's bored, he goes to the playground for a couple of laps.Cheng Lang seemed to be quite busy, and the two of them really didn't have much contact for a while.

[Jiang Thrush]: Xueba starts school today, do you have something to play?I didn't expect you to call me.

[Cheng Lang]: I'm afraid you won't be able to see it when studying, so I want to ask you what you do for the Lantern Festival, go home or go to Sister Conch's?

[Jiang Tong]: If my aunt knows that you call her Sister Conch, she will be very happy. If she is in a particularly good mood, Xiao Mantou's Lao Mai will be settled.

[Jiang Thrush]: I haven't thought about it yet, why do you want to ask me out?

[Cheng Lang]: Yes, the widowed old man wants to ask you out. Are you free?

Jiang Xuan quit to look at the calendar. The Lantern Festival happened to be Saturday.

Immediately after a casual glance, he found that Saturday's next Saturday was NO.15.

After looking at the date NO.15 for a while, he fluttered his eyelashes and made a swallowing motion.

[Jiang Thrush]: OK, turn over your sign that day, remember to pick me up [kimbo.jpg]

[Cheng Lang]: ...Do you hate it?

"..."

The arm was tapped twice suddenly, and the smile in Jiang Xuan's eyes hadn't retracted when he looked up.

Wang Peng, who was about to fall asleep, stared at him coldly.

For a long time, he said expressionlessly: "I want to sleep. Now."

He stretched out a finger against Jiang Xuan's shoulder: "You, don't shake. Or sit in the back row and shake them."

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