sequel

Love doesn't have much meaning, it depends on wisdom and morality to create a magnificent landscape. ——Mu Xin

Wang Jingchen promised his parents and himself to board at Zhuang Yufan's house in high school, so he really went willingly.It's just that this "willingness" in Lin Fen's view, this bastard is purely here to make everyone unhappy.

I have to admit that adults are still a bit accurate in judging people.

In the whole school year of senior one, Zhuang Yufan and Wang Jingchen didn't exchange a single word.No matter how miserable Lin Fen was, he found out.She was surprised: Didn't Zhuang Caiguo say that the two were good friends who grew up together, why didn't they say a word?It's fine if you don't talk, Zhuang Yufan didn't show a single word when Wang Jingchen was being blamed, he neither helped to speak nor comforted, never once, it's too abnormal!

It is rare for Lin Fen to pay attention to the two children like the blossoming of the iron tree. The flower was taken away by Mahjong again before it bloomed for too long.

No matter how stubborn a person is, he probably won't maintain enthusiasm for too long in a long period of indifference. Zhuang Yufan is like this. He tried once or twice...Probably no less than ten times he took the initiative to show weakness or fix it. I don't know if it's the wrong method or the wrong time. Wang Jingchen It was all accepted with a light smile, and turned around to return his indifference.

Wang Jingchen has made up his mind to do no fewer than a hundred things from the time he can remember to the present, and none of them has an ending, except for Zhuang Yufan. His attitude is like the pinnacle of Dinghai in the turbulent emotions, standing upright and impartial.

It's obviously not Zhuang Yufan's style to shave his head and pick a hot hair, so he suddenly realized it, and came to a conclusion that was late for many years: Wang Jingchen, if he really wants to do something, he won't talk about it.

Two people who had no relationship with each other were driven under the same roof.Although that kind of war without gunpowder does not exist between them, Zhuang Yufan is eager to have a big fight, find out all about Shen Ke, and settle a bad debt happily.

No matter how boring and indifferent Wang Jingchen is in his family, he is very popular in the class.As soon as he walked out of Zhuang Yufan's house, it was as if he was a different person. He was funny, talkative, and generous. His humor was not vulgar at all, on the contrary it was mischievous, with a little cunning unique to teenagers.

"Brother Chen" was called "Brother Chen" by Tian Rui, and the whole class followed suit, so Wang Jingchen became "Brother" again in Class [-].

Liu Dong's father put a lot of effort into putting him in the first class, but his grades were not good, but because he was generous and hung out with Wang Jingchen, a "social butterfly" all day long, he was very popular.Tian Rui is beautiful, has good grades, and has a good personality. Not long after she started school, she was the class flower of class one, and she continued to be her class monitor.

The classmates who were promoted to the No. [-] Middle School of the city together were alive and kicking every day, each with its own happiness and joy, blooming delicately like a flower, each wonderful.Only Zhuang Yufan still locked himself in the small world and refused to communicate with others. The whole class had only poor communication with Tian Rui, which was nothing more than some class affairs.

Zhuang Yufan is like a lonely king, sitting in a castle made of countless outstanding achievements, sitting on a golden and ostentatious throne made of arrogance and arrogance, watching the banquet held by Wang Jingchen with envy and gritted teeth.

There are laughter and laughter all around, only his world is frozen.

"It's so noisy." Zhuang Yufan took a deep breath, put his schoolbag on his back, repeated his daily routine of leaving school alone, and left through the back door.

ten minutes ago.

The class cadres were talking about the school sports meeting. Wang Jingchen was surrounded by a group of people, sketching on a form. He promised to help the sports committee do some ideological mobilization work for the students.There is no way, these proud sons of the No. [-] High School in the city feel that they have missed two papers after running two extra laps, and they will lose a few points in the test.

Zhuang Yufan sat in the back row, staring at a test paper in a daze, unable to read a single word, and his ears were full of "Brother Chen, you have participated in so many events, is it okay?" "Brother Chen, there will be half a day after the sports meeting Free time, shall we go to the skating rink?"

Chirping, like hundreds of sparrows flying around his head.Zhuang Yufan pulled the stool away and went out through the back door with a dark face.

Wang Jingchen took a look at his back for the first time, and drew a circle at the class tug-of-war.

For other high school students, events like sports games are official opportunities to relax and make noise, because during this period, there is no need to wear school uniforms, there is no strict roll call, and even the boys and girls are more harmonious and friendly than usual.A few days is enough to judge how popular a student is usually.

Liu Dong participated in shot put and discus. He suddenly lost a lot of weight since his sophomore year in high school, and his late growth made him fatter. His figure can be said to be outstanding in those two sports.

Wang Jingchen signed up for long-distance running, long jump, hurdles and relay races.He is tall and long-legged, good at sports, and very popular among his classmates. At the beginning, teacher Lin, the head teacher, wanted him to be a sports committee member, but he politely refused, so he became a league secretary.

Zhang Chen of the sports committee submitted the other three items, and his main job was to assign and coordinate participants and projects.He had to finalize the list in a few days, and with Wang Jingchen's help, it was relatively easy, but the last item was the tug-of-war competition in which all the class participated...

Will Zhuang Yufan, the Bingshan scholar, participate?

Wang Jingchen also saw his worry, patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Ten barbecue skewers, we agreed to invite you after school, don't let it go!"

"I, I, I, I want to eat too, Old Zhang!" Liu Dong was excited when he heard about the food.

A group of people clamored for Zhang Chen to treat him to a pre-match swearing-in meeting.Zhang Chen scolded with a smile: "Damn, the class fee didn't allocate this fee to me, so I have to pay for it myself?"

Zhang Chen is not a local, he is a dormitory student, and his living expenses are fixed every week. If he encounters any fees or donations from the school, he has to ask his roommate Liu Dong for it.

Liu Dong's accommodation was begged from his parents by himself.It was the first time Wang Jingchen heard that there were people who wanted to stay so much that his eyeballs were about to hit the ground.He used to weigh and choose between living in Zhuang Yufan's house and the school dormitory, and he had no choice but to feel that the accommodation was good.I don't think so in my heart.So when I heard about Liu Dong, I was really shocked.

Liu Dong said: "Five days a week, no one is watching when you wake up and when you go to bed, how you finish your homework, where you eat and where you play, and who you are with. You say you are not free?"

Anyway, it was impossible for Wang Jingchen to stay. When people asked where his relatives lived, he only vaguely gave an address.

Oh, yes, he told everyone that he was staying at a relative's house.As for which relatives, no one will ask the bottom line.

A group of boys gathered in front of the barbecue stand at the entrance, five skewers and ten skewers. When paying the bill, Wang Jingchen paid half of the money. Under Zhang Chen's stare, he smiled and said, "Give me a chance to bribe the class cadres." Well! Besides, we are all brothers, what are you doing so clearly with me?"

The others were sitting on the plastic chair and waiting for them. The two people here had already paid, but they didn't know that Wang Jingchen helped Zhang Chen to bear the expenses together.Zhang Chen sighed, and looked at him gratefully: "Actually, you don't need... I'm enough..."

"Who says you're not enough? After the sports meeting, can everyone have a dinner without your sports committee's treat. Let's go, those children are screaming in a hurry!" Wang Jingchen carried two bags of barbecue, and walked side by side with Zhang Chen.

He is very generous, and the help and understanding from the heart will not make people uncomfortable, and he never makes people feel embarrassed or in a dilemma. He is gratefully accepted, and he does not feel that he has made superficial efforts. He is a sincere and worthy of deep friendship. friend.

But he has too many friends. He is like a light bulb that shines at any time and can be carried with him. He has only seen many people turn it on, but he doesn't know what it needs?

What does a light bulb need?Are you charging?He is a good student. Judging by the usual food and clothing expenses, they are all low-key brands, and his family background should be good, because a person, especially a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, has no way to pretend to be pampered and superior in every way. It must be natural.Wang Jingchen gave people the feeling that he was neither timid about wealth nor expensive, and faced with the luxuries that other students brought to the class, and also heard about the amazing family backgrounds of other students, he just spoke plainly, neither surprised nor surprised.

Zhang Chen watched him chatting and laughing with other students, his heart warmed, and he thought, this friend is for sure.

Just as a few people got on their bicycles to go home, they saw a black car sliding into the avenue, domineering across the school gate, and then a girl with a high ponytail walked up to the car. She walked gracefully, wearing a white shirt and dark blue The pleated skirt, like an iris just in time for a flower, got into the car, the door slammed shut, and the car drove away.

Wang Jingchen had heard about that girl, Tong Xiao from class two, who had just transferred this semester and was chosen as the class flower of her grade.

Actually speaking, Wang Jingchen has never understood, what is the meaning of what kind of flower and what is the rough comment?For example, he was selected as the grassroots of the first class. What is the basis for this?Just because the face is better?

If it was good-looking, it had to be Zhuang Yufan.He thought distractedly again, if this kid Zhuang Yufan knew about this thing, he wouldn't know how to be sarcastic.

Because Zhuang Yufan was too indifferent and unreasonable, he was dismissed as a class worker, and the girls unanimously pushed Wang Jingchen up.