You are the uncle!

In the morning, Jiang Xiqiao waited for a long time at the entrance of the alley, and it seemed that he would be late if he didn't start, and he didn't see Yin Tingwan's shadow.

In the end, I had to take a bus to go to school, and when I finally got to school, half my life was almost gone.

However, when he got to the classroom, he didn't see Yin Tingwan, and Yin Tingwan still didn't come until the first period was over.

Jiang Xiqiao wanted to call him to inquire about the situation, but felt it was a bit strange to do so. Finally, after hesitating for a long time, he asked his teacher for Yin Tingwan's phone number.

"Doo---beep---"

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. Jiang Xiqiao's unhappiness gradually expanded, and then he realized that it was funny.

'I really think of myself as someone else, maybe they are just bored and use you as a joke to relieve boredom, and don't take you seriously at all in my heart! '

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that it was completely meaningless to make this phone call. Just as I was about to move the phone away, I heard Yin Tingwan's voice next to my ear: "Hello, who is it?"

Jiang Xiqiao paused with his hand holding the phone, and put the phone back to his ear. The other side of the phone was still asking who it was, but Jiang Xiqiao suddenly fell silent.

He didn't know what he should say, whether it was asking why Yin Tingwan didn't come to school?Still asking him why he didn't go to Jiang's house in the morning seemed to be very hypocritical.

Just hang up?

Jiang Xiqiao thought to himself: Anyway, he doesn't know that I made the call.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiqiao was about to hang up the phone, but Yin Tingwan's voice suddenly came from the phone that had been silent for a while: "Xiao He?"

With just those two words, Jiang Xiqiao on the phone immediately lost his breath.

Who is Yin Tingwan?

He knew whether Jiang Xiqiao liked or hated the things Jiang Xiqiao took a second look at. When Jiang Xiqiao's breathing was disordered, he could hear it immediately on the phone.

Yin Tingwan, who was being held in confinement, lay down on the sofa, the depression of being scolded by his uncle before disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Not bad! You still know how to care about me. I thought I was gone. Maybe you are beating gongs and drums to celebrate right now!"

Regardless of Yin Tingwan's words, his heart is already so beautiful that it is about to bubble.

Jiang Xiqiao didn't want to call him because he knew all about this guy's temper, so he could only insist on trying to save face: "You underestimate me, I'm not just going to beat gongs and drums to celebrate, I'm also going to set up an incense table and serve roasted pigs to reward the gods!"

Yin Tingwan naturally didn't miss Jiang Xiqiao's awkward tone, and knew in his heart that if he pushed this person into a hurry, he would be able to hang up on you in seconds.

Now that he is no longer poor, he took the initiative to explain the situation on his side.

"It's nothing serious for me, it's just that I was tossing about before and was locked up by my cousin. I will go to school in the afternoon!"

He didn't tell Jiang Xiqiao that the reason why he was imprisoned by Yin Chengwan was because his cousin knew about his tormenting this man before.

Jiang Xiqiao lazily replied, I got it, and hung up the phone. His expression was the same as before, but he felt much more relaxed.

The fourth quarter was a self-study class. Halfway through the class, the head teacher suddenly entered the classroom and knocked on the desk.

When all the eyes of all the students were focused here, she said: "Excuse me, a new student came to our class today, and he will introduce himself next, everyone welcome!"

After speaking, he took the lead and applauded, while looking towards the door of the classroom, motioning for the transfer students to come in.

The boys below were all whispering, wondering what kind of wind was blowing this year, Jiang Xiqiao was transferred to the class, and Yin Tingwan had already had a fight with Yin Tingwan, another one?

As soon as the transfer student stood on the podium, the students below exploded. The girls all exclaimed "so handsome!", and the boys were all sour.

There are already two handsome guys in the class, and their early love is hopeless. Now, the three top handsome guys are gathered together, and their hope of forming a revolutionary friendship with other female students is completely shattered!

Jiang Xiqiao was sleepy and staring, when he heard buzzing voices coming from his ears, he buried his head deeper in his arms, wanting to isolate those annoying voices, when he heard Here comes the self-introduction of the new students.

"Hi everyone, my name is Zhang Siyong. I am 16 years old. I am very happy to be a classmate with you. I hope that in the days to come, I can get along with you happily and make progress together! Thank you!"

After the clichéd self-introduction, Jiang Xiqiao was startled and sat up straight away. He raised his head to look at the podium, and sure enough, he saw that very familiar face.

Seeing Jiang Xiqiao looking up at him, the man smiled and winked at him subtly.

Jiao Feng clapped along with the students for a while to show her welcome to the new students. After all the students in the class stopped, she pointed to the seat diagonally behind Jiangxi Bridge and said to Zhang Siyong, "Sit in that empty seat first. We'll tune in later."

Zhang Siyong nodded, but said to her respectfully: "Understood, thank you teacher."

After speaking, he carried his schoolbag and walked to the place Jiao Feng said. As soon as he sat down on the seat and put down the schoolbag, he saw a ball of paper flying over his desk.

Zhang Siyong looked up at Jiang Xiqiao, and sure enough, he saw the man winking at him. Zhang Siyong smiled back, nodded at him, and signaled that he knew.

After removing the ball of paper, it was indeed Jiang Xiqiao's handwriting.

Recall that when they were in calligraphy class together, among a bunch of people practicing regular script, this guy was the only one who was out of the ordinary.

He likes Tian Yingzhang's running script, saying that it is pleasing to the eye, unlike regular script, which is flat and stable, and has no vitality at all like the old man. He almost fainted from the anger of the old man who taught calligraphy who claimed to be a fan of regular script.

Zhang Siyong looked at the note, and it really asked how he transferred here.

He originally wanted to go back, but after thinking about it, he couldn't explain it clearly in a few words.

At that time, it would be another troublesome thing for that guy to think that he was transferring schools specifically for him, so he simply wrote the words 'let's talk after class'.

Sure enough, Jiang Xiqiao, who received the answer, didn't send any more notes.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jiang Xiqiao went straight to Zhang Siyong's seat. Just as he was about to ask, Zhang Siyong interrupted him with a sentence: "After school, let's find a place to eat first?"

Jiang Xiqiao was anxious to ask him something at first, but after thinking about it, he was right!

In the past, Yin Tingwan would ride his bicycle to take him home for lunch, but today Yin Tingwan didn't come, and his lunch was wasted.

Besides, even if they don't eat lunch, they can't stay in the classroom all afternoon, can they?

He also nodded immediately, and shook his head at Zhang Siyong: "Come on, I know a place where duck blood vermicelli soup is really made!"

As soon as the duck blood vermicelli soup was on the table, Jiang Xiqiao grabbed the chili can and added three spoonfuls of chili to the bowl. Zhang Siyong, who was on the opposite side, shook his head and persuaded: "You don't need to be so hot!" Eat something spicy! Forgot about the gastroenteritis last time?"

Jiang Xiqiao was so hot that he sucked in his breath, and replied nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's because the food is not fresh, it doesn't matter whether it's spicy or not!"

Zhang Siyong knew that he couldn't convince this person, so he had to let him go, and then talked about the reason for his transfer.

"So, you transferred schools because you wanted to avoid the bad things at home, and it wasn't because of me?"

It's no wonder Jiang Xiqiao thought too much, when he was able to sneak away from the Luo family successfully, Zhang Siyong contributed a lot in it.

He had to follow Luo Yuhua's past behavior, if he couldn't deal with himself, he would naturally find a way to deal with his accomplices.

Zhang Siyong stirred the bowl with a spoon, pushed the green onion aside, and then took a tablespoon of soup and drank it.

"It's not like you don't know about the mess in my family. My little mother dreamed of giving birth to a son to inherit the family business. When she sees the sky, she invites this one to come back to see Fengshui, and asks that one to come back to dance the Great God, and toss the house so much. In a miasma, I wish I could have two days of peace and quiet!"

"That's true!"

Jiang Xiqiao also knew about Zhang Siyong's family situation. His mother died six years ago, and his father married a girl who was ten years younger than him.

I heard that the stepmother was four years older than Zhang Siyong, probably because she didn't get a marriage certificate with Zhang Siyong's father, and she was not at ease in her heart, so she wanted to have a son to stabilize her position.

Because of this matter, she was tossing around at home a lot, and the old man of the Zhang family didn't care, and let her toss around all day long.

Now that Zhang Siyong has repeatedly explained that transferring schools is none of his business, Jiang Xiqiao no longer insists on this matter. The two chatted about their recent situations, and while talking, the topic turned to Jiang Xiqiao. Xiqiao went.

"I said, is Aunt Yuhua still unwilling to let go?"

Jiang Xiqiao sighed and nodded depressedly: "Well, he also said that he would cut off my living expenses."

Zhang Siyong frowned. No one else knew, but he was very aware of his childhood. As a child, he grew up without touching the sun. If Luo Yuhua really cut off his living expenses, it would be hard to say whether he could survive. up.

Immediately, he looked at him with some concern, and asked, "Then what are you going to do? Go back?"

"Go back? I ran out with great difficulty, how could I go back?"

Jiang Xiqiao hugged his arms with his arms around his chest, and the old god said to Zhang Siyong, "Don't worry! Even without the living expenses she gave, I can still live well."

Zhang Siyong still didn't let go of the worries in his heart, but in order not to make Jiang Xiqiao think too much, he also pretended not to worry.

After eating, the two sat in the restaurant for a while, guessing that it was almost time, then got up and walked to the school.

"By the way, I heard from my cousin that I saw you in the video game city during the holiday two days ago?"

If Zhang Siyong didn't ask, Jiang Xiqiao almost forgot about it.

"Hey, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me, I'll introduce someone to you later!"

Zhang Siyong looked at the corners of Jiang Xiqiao's mouth that curled up unconsciously, secretly raised his heart, and asked calmly, "Oh? A new friend?"

"Well, his name is Yin Tingwan, and he is also from our capital. It is said that his family is also in business. He is not bad, and he is very righteous, but he has a thick skin!" Jiang Xiqiao said with disgust.

Zhang Siyong found that although Jiang Xiqiao's words were full of dissatisfaction, he might not have noticed it himself. When he introduced Yin Tingwan to himself, there was such a sense of intimacy inside and out, and his heart suddenly It's a little bottom.