In the dust of the world

That night, the school organized a viewing of the "Grateful Mother" video. In order to watch the video, all the lights in the classroom were turned off. In order to prevent the students behind from seeing the screen, the students in the front row sat down with their stools sideways.

Bai Weichen was in the front row, and he just took advantage of the bright light of the screen to play with his mobile phone, so he was not easy to be caught.He sat at the same table as her with the stool sideways, a lot shorter than the students behind him.The two put out all the snacks, of course most of them were brought by Bai Mochen.He put his mobile phone under the table, and dragged his tablemate Tang Yuyou and him to watch a movie while eating leisurely.

Tang Yuyou's tablemate Bai Weichen is absolutely perfect, besides giving her food every day, she only sees him sleeping and eating, and she likes to ask someone to be with him when doing anything.

Bai Weichen is really not afraid of death by nature, Zhang Yang laughed while eating, and slapped Tang Yuyou's thigh frantically when he saw a particularly funny place.Tang Yuyou had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, Bai Weichen felt that the surrounding atmosphere became tense, and when he looked around, everyone around him was wiping tears.His leg slapping movements are too big, which is in stark contrast to the surrounding classmates.

"Brother Ye, Bai Weichen really knows how to play." Ye Qinghui's followers have liked to peek at Bai Weichen since they don't know when.

"You can live a small life."

"Girls are so popular, I'm envious."

"Why do they keep laughing?"

"I don't know why, I don't know why."

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Finally, the two managed to attract the teacher's attention.The teacher stared at the two of them, and Bai Weichen immediately changed his face, calm like a habitual criminal, but Tang Yuyou was so frightened that his expression froze instantly, not knowing what to do.

Bai Weichen pinched her arm, he just wanted to tell Tang Yuyou, let her not be nervous, everything depends on him.

The teacher walked over slowly, with a "bang", I don't know whose cup fell on the ground, the teacher looked out there, Bai Weichen opened the window with lightning speed, and then threw the phone directly on the ground. outside the window.It must be broken if you throw it down from the third floor, unless you took XXX.

The teacher didn't see it, but most of the students did.

"That phone is the latest model of XX."

"You can still get it back if it is confiscated. Why did he throw it away?"

"I'm stunned."

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This is when Bai Weichen began to like waste mobile phones. He never used a mobile phone for more than a month, so after a few years, Bai Weichen went out and no one could contact him.

The teacher came down and found nothing unusual. Although he still felt a little strange, he didn't say anything after all.

"You don't need your mobile phone anymore." Tang Yuyou asked Bai Weichen after the teacher left.

"Actually, I just wanted to change it." Bai Weichen said.

"That's a new model this year, it was only launched a few weeks ago." Tang Yuyou said.

"You want to pick it up after class is over."

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Just now the teacher must have felt that the two of them had no conscience, they could still laugh while everyone else was crying.

Because Bai Weichen's movements were too big at that time, the teacher asked Bai Weichen to go to the office after class.He wasn't worried, because their old class was actually a glass heart, and she would probably cry if she said anything casually.

Bai Weichen entered the office and saw that Lan Jingming was there, but Lan Jingming came to show the materials to his class teacher, and he came to receive training.Bai Weichen greeted Lan Jingming with a smile, and Lan Jingming nodded.

After a while, it will be embarrassing again, and every time Lan Jingming encounters embarrassing things for him.

"Bai Weichen, let me tell you what's good about you. The teachers usually take good care of you. You can't just have good grades. Good grades are not everything. You have to repay your kindness. Look at today, everyone is crying. Is it plausible that you are the only one laughing?" The teacher said, in fact, she did not dare to beat or scold such outstanding students, and she would speak softly when she made a mistake.

"I know how to repay you, of course I know, but I have no one to repay." Bai Weichen said.

She forgot that Bai Weichen was a person who had no mother since he was a child.The teacher looked at him, suddenly his nose was sore, and tears came down. Bai Weichen had expected this, and he would not comfort others, and said, "Teacher, I'm fine, I'll go first."

Bai Weichen closed the door very carefully, and just a few steps away, someone grabbed his right hand. He turned around and saw Lan Jingming's fascinating face just in time.

"What's wrong?" Bai Weichen asked.

"It's nothing." Lan Jingming just held Bai Weichen's hand unconsciously on impulse. When he heard what Bai Weichen said to the teacher, his heart throbbed. Like myself, without the care of my mother.But he always smiles so happily, like a ray of light can warm people's hearts, but he himself is always sarcastic, and always treats people coldly.Sometimes, he really admires Bai Weichen.

"Did someone take you back?" Lan Jingming asked.

"No." Bai Weichen said, he usually prefers to walk back by himself.

"Then I'll take you back." Lan Jingming said.

"Okay." Although Bai Weichen didn't understand why Lan Jingming was acting like this all of a sudden, he still readily agreed.

For some reason, he felt very happy when he was with Lan Jingming, although he always didn't speak or express much.From the very beginning, Bai Weichen felt that the name Lan Jingming was very familiar, and he didn't know where he had heard it before. Although Luo Yuanyuan had said that Lan Jingming had been on the news many times, Bai Weichen firmly believed that he had never heard of it in the news. As for the name, he didn't know exactly what was going on.