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Not long after the new senior year started, the school organized a parents' meeting. Ye Feng told Lao Ye about it, wanting him to have a good time. After all, this was a wish he had been looking forward to for so long, and it suddenly came true.

Ye Feng himself was a little surprised, even a little proud, and wanted to show old Ye back.

Ye Tang pinched the report card, grinning from ear to ear, the corners of his mouth were hanging on his ears, he couldn't hold it back, and he couldn't help but praise Ye Feng when he met everyone, saying that his son had finally achieved something, and his expectations were not in vain. After looking forward to it for so long, it must be the blessing of my wife in the sky, so Ye Feng can't let Ye Feng continue to be a jerk.

Seeing Lao Ye's satisfied look, Ye Feng really didn't have the nerve to disrupt the situation, but thought to himself, Lao Ye, you really think a lot.

Seeing Lao Ye's happy appearance, Ye Feng was very satisfied. After so long, it was the first time that he let Lao Ye raise his head and chest to show off because of himself.

He felt a little emotional.

"What kind of clothes should I wear later?" Ye Tang said cheerfully, "How about a suit, I made a new one last time and haven't had a chance to wear it yet."

Ye Tang works with Qi Guodong. He is both an assistant and a driver. He goes to rich or expensive occasions. He must dress decently so as not to lose face.

Although Qi Guodong was a businessman, he was good to Ye Tang, and he was also good to Ye Feng. As long as Ye Feng didn't go too far and didn't touch his bottom line, he could say anything.

"Lao Ye, you've passed." Ye Feng said with a smile.

Lao Ye held the report card tightly, shook it, and said, "But, this is the first time."

Ye Feng's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his eyes in a lonely way.

It turned out that making Lao Ye happy was such a simple matter, and he had never discovered it before.

Ye Tang was still discussing what clothes to wear, Qi Guodong walked down the stairs, he was so happy, he didn't let go of the report card, he weighed it endlessly in his hand, and even couldn't help rushing Looking at Qi Guodong, he said, "Look at how powerful my son is."

Qi Guodong was obviously also shocked by Ye Feng's achievements, he smiled and praised Lao Ye for having such a promising son.

The whole happy and festive atmosphere was destroyed by Qi Jie who just came back from playing. He pushed the door open, glanced at Ye Feng, sat on the sofa and said coolly: "I don't know who copied it, I said you The ability to copy day after day has not regressed at all."

His face was expressionless, his eyes were downcast and lifeless.

He was stunned for a moment, smiled, didn't say anything, and silently patted himself on the shoulder of Ye Feng, signaling him not to care about Qi Jie, because he couldn't control his temper and started to quarrel again.

Ye Feng gave Lao Ye a look, telling him to rest assured.

Ye Feng has learned to be good a long time ago. He is not afraid, but he knows what to say on the occasion. If he sneers now, in front of Qi Guodong, there will definitely be a hidden warning conversation, and he will give Lao Ye another speech. cause trouble.

He, Qi Jie, doesn't know how to do anything at all, and it's fine to take advantage of a few words when he is behind someone's back occasionally.

He has a lot of adults, and he doesn't care about it like a mad dog with a small belly.

Ye Feng didn't want to answer Qi Jie's words, but Qi Guodong did: "Don't be so rude."

Qi Guodong had a straight face and serious eyes, "If you can't speak, don't speak, why are you talking in front of your Uncle Ye?"

Qi Jie is an adopted son, so he has weight in Qi Guodong, but he can't let him insult Ye Tang's face, he can't tolerate Ye Feng bullying his son, but he still has to save the face of his subordinates.Ye Tang has been with him for so many years, there is no credit but hard work, Qi Guodong still wants to save Ye Tang enough face, besides, he has recently felt that Qi Jie, a bastard, is getting more and more out of tune, and he is usually busy with work as an adoptive father Taiguan Qi Jie, the wife has no children and only such an adopted son is doubly doted on.

Qi Guodong's face darkened, and he thought of the young man who looked like Wei Qin again. He wanted to find his son, and his mood became more and more intense.

He would rather lose his adopted son and tear himself apart with his wife than find his own son who is connected by blood.

Looking at his appearance, Qi Guodong became more and more irritable. He couldn't help but think of meeting a boy who looked like Wei Qin at home that day.

"Lao Ye, come with me." Qi Guodong's face darkened, and he went directly to the second floor.

Ye Tang responded, turned his head and looked at his son with a smile: "I'll study the clothes later, I'll put this report card away first." Then, he folded the thin paper and put it on his chest pocket.

Ye Feng reminded dumbfoundedly: "Old Ye, that's just a piece of paper."

This flimsy paper was too precious, he wanted to keep it close to him, so he followed Qi Guodong up to the second floor.

Only Ye Feng and Little Mad Dog were left in the lobby on the first floor.

Ye Feng didn't want to stay in the same space with him, and was about to go up to the second floor, when Qi Jie said coolly: "You have the nerve to show off the grades you copied back, who will give you face?"

Ye Feng smiled indifferently: "Yeah, at least I can show it off, how about you? You can't even copy it."

Qi Jie once had a joke in Lin'an. It was the final exam at that time. He incited a classmate who was admitted to the school to pass a small note to him. At that time, the classmate was too embarrassed to refuse, so he agreed. The note was as planned. It was passed to Qi Jie, but Qi Jie couldn't understand the answer, and copied all the wrong positions, except for the multiple-choice questions, and the rest of the army was wiped out.

At that time, the head teacher took the paper and said earnestly: "You can't even copy the right place, but you are good enough."

The whole class roared with laughter, and Qi Jie also left a shameful mark in the class.

When the old matter was brought up again, Qi Jie immediately became angry: "Ye Feng, I warn you..."

"What's the warning?" Ye Feng glanced over with sharp eyes, "It's true that I can't do anything to you, but Qi Jie, don't forget, if you are in a hurry, you will jump over the wall. If you really pissed me off that day, Don't blame me."

The words squeezed out between the teeth, with a sharp force, tore the tight nerves.

Qi Jie's eyes trembled, he was blocked by Ye Feng and couldn't speak a word.

He himself dared to act presumptuously because of his adoptive father who protected him and his adoptive mother pampered him. If he put aside these things, he was actually very afraid of Ye Feng in his heart, from the inside out.He lives in mental torture every day, and he is afraid that one day his adoptive father finds his own son back, and he will be thrown into hell forever.

So he can only provoke Ye Feng with bluff like now, and try his best to confirm that he has status through ostentatious things.

Otherwise, the adoptive father would not force Ye Feng to transfer to another school for him.

It's just that this kind of cognition didn't last long, and his mental state of trepidation returned.

Ye Feng was really too lazy to deal with him any longer, when the cell phone in his pocket rang, he looked down at the caller ID, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he left the hall directly and went to the yard.

This small villa has a small backyard, which was specially built by Qi Guodong for self-cultivation. There are special people to take care of these flowers and plants. At this time, the flowers in the yard are blooming just right, and Ye Feng can't tell the species of flowers. He squats and looks at the pink petals Go up and pick up the phone.

He hadn't adjusted to Qi Jie's vaguely angry tone just now, the first sentence of menacing anger stunned the person on the other side of the phone, Wei Chen reacted for a while, and then asked: "Should I Didn't offend your boss, did it?"

Ye Feng woke up suddenly, coughed and asked, "My voice is very aggressive?"

Wei Chen gave a "hmm" and asked jokingly, "Who offended you, do you want me to call my brothers to help you relieve your anger?"

Hearing his joke, Ye Feng suddenly became enlightened, and couldn't help laughing: "If you make a move, I'm afraid that person will be disabled. You'd better not make a move lightly."

Wei Chen was writing a question, when he heard Ye Feng flattering himself so much, he turned the pen in his hand, and asked seriously, "What's the matter with you?"

Ye Feng looked at the water drops on the petals flowing down the lines, sighed and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the little mad dog bit someone again."

Wei Chen guessed what was going on as soon as he heard it?

Although Ye Feng never made it clear about the Qi family, but compared to Ye Feng's transfer of school, the unsatisfactory living under the fence is basically inseparable from the family.

The little mad dog in Ye Feng's mouth should be the culprit. Ye Feng's character is easily irritable and irritable. Other than the Qi family, there is no second possibility for him to hold his breath.

Wei Chen is not very good at comforting people. The two of them haven't spoken for a long time. The faint sound of breathing is transmitted through the electric current and gathers in the ear, which has a kind of soothing power.

Wei Chen thought for a while and said, "Are you sure you don't want me to take action?"

Knowing that he was joking, Ye Feng smiled and took up his words: "Are you going to secretly cover him with that sack and drag him to a deserted alley to beat him up?"

Wei Chen said indifferently: "Whatever you want, I can do it, I have 36 ways to fight, open or dark for you to choose."

Ye Feng laughed completely.

The gloomy mood suddenly ushered in the bright.

"Okay?" Wei Chen asked after hearing his cheerful laughter.

Ye Feng said: "Street Fighters have started to play tricks on me to make me happy, no matter how bad I am, wouldn't I be making progress?"

Wei Chen picked up the pen that he had just turned away.

Ye Feng deduced that he should have lowered his head, his tone dropped suddenly, and then he said subconsciously: "With me, you can push your feet casually, I can bear it."

Ye Feng felt sour. Wei Chen didn't know how to say dirty words, but he was willing to say anything to him.

"What's that kid's name?" Wei Chen asked casually.

Ye Feng asked in surprise: "Aren't you really going to block him?"

He believed that Street Fighter could do it. After all, as long as he did this kind of thing behind his back and made sure that he didn't get hurt, Wei Chen would definitely be able to do it.

"Let me just ask, you're thinking too much." Wei Chen said something later, and then continued to ask, "Did you tell your dad about the parent meeting?"

"Say it." Ye Feng picked off a petal with his hand, "Lao Ye is very happy."

He suddenly remembered the way Ye Tang carefully preserved the flimsy paper just now, Ye Feng's heart ached, he had been living in chaos, before he went to Qi's house, he was living in the misery and poverty of the world, after he came to Qi's house, he was living in poverty The sorrow of the family, so he was angry and helpless at the same time, he chose to avoid all voices.

However, he actually forgot that there was a father who faced the same position as him.

Lao Ye hopes that he will be positive, but he has nothing to do at school. Lao Ye hopes that he will keep his own place, but he causes trouble at school.

Ye Tang worked harder than him.

He actually ignored this.

It wasn't until today when Ye Tang pinched the thin paper with eyes full of joy that he suddenly realized how wrong he had been all along.

He made Ye Tang, who was already bent over, even more unable to lift his head up.

"I just discovered today that making Lao Ye happy is such a simple matter." Ye Feng said softly, "I have always been too self-righteous and completely ignored his mood."

Wei Chen listened to him quietly.

"I always feel that I'm very aggrieved, so I always do some bastard things to make him angry. In fact, his life is the harder one. He bears the humiliation and bears the burden to hold up a world. In fact, it's all for me. And yet I kept getting him into trouble."

Ye Feng had a sour nose and choked up a sob.

"Ye Feng." Wei Chen called him softly.

Ye Feng sniffed, tried his best to suppress the turbulent astringency in his chest, and responded in a daze.

"No one can compare to you." Wei Chen said solemnly, "At least with me."

Ye Feng's bitter mouth curled into a smile, like the fragrance blooming in the yard.

Cold Noodle Street Fighter is not only becoming more and more good at coaxing people, but also has a set of love words.

Ye Feng could clearly hear his heart beating, then restrained all his emotions, and simply said something directly to break all the complicated bubbles in this situation.

He said, "I want to fuck you."