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"Oh! Also! Thank you, thank you."

"Contestant Jiang Cheng decided to increase the difficulty again! He decided to increase the difficulty again! Wow——"

"Director Cha, do you think he made a mistake this time or his skills are not up to the mark?"

"I think his technique still has room for improvement..."

……

The room was still very quiet, but Gu Fei's mind was already full of Jiang Cheng's voice, all kinds of finesse, all kinds of tone, and a scene he was fully committed to.

He has always been good at dealing with stalemate situations, but at this moment he feels that he is facing a dead end, as if he can see the broad road leading to "being beaten up" unfolding in front of his eyes.

No one knew that Jiang Cheng had a slingshot, and the only time he showed his slingshot was probably by the lakeside, empty, empty, one, people.

He didn't even have the chance to find an excuse not to admit it.

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, just stood opposite him and looked at him, without even an expression on his face. After the momentary shock disappeared, his face remained expressionless.

He couldn't even guess Jiang Cheng's current emotional state.

"That," but he still had to say, "that day I..."

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, as if he was waiting for him to speak.

"I'm passing by." Gu Fei said.

"That lake has no way," Jiang Cheng said, "I've walked all the way around."

"I did go there for business," Gu Fei finally found a more relaxed way of saying, "I saw you playing with a slingshot there, and we didn't know each other very well at that time, so I left without saying hello."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, then tossed the slingshot in his hand, and when the slingshot spun twice and fell back into his left hand, Gu Fei saw his right hand grabbing the table next to him.

Not good!

He knew that there were many accessories for clothes on that table, as well as...buttons.

What Jiang Cheng grabbed was the buttons.

Gu Fei turned around and wanted to run behind the set next to him.

Those are not ordinary little buttons, Ding Zhuxin's designs are all made of various "reverse simplicity" materials, it is a button in the shape of a wooden bead, it is simply a perfect slingshot companion.

"Is that what you said, bystander?" Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei heard a whoosh, and then there was a pain in his thigh, and the wooden bead hit him.

He turned his head and saw that Jiang Cheng had already pulled the slingshot away again, standing where he was and aiming at him.

"You..." Before he could finish, Jiang Cheng let go of his hand, and he yelled, "Ah!"

This time the button hit him in the stomach.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng didn't use much force. If it was like the force he used to beat the ice pit by the lake that day, he probably wouldn't be able to shout now.

"Didn't you say that this slingshot is a defective product and can't be hit!" Gu Fei jumped over the sofa and hid his lower body behind the backrest.

"Let's see who hits it." Jiang Cheng took another button and aimed at him, "I can hit it accurately with two fingers and a rubber band."

"Don't..." Before Gu Fei finished speaking, Jiang Cheng let go of his hand again, and the button hit his arm. It hurt so much, he rubbed his arm a few times violently, "Damn!"

"You're talking about bystanders." Jiang Cheng tightened his slingshot and looked at him from between the forks of the wood. "That's the kind of bystanders, right?"

"It's just a metaphor." After being beaten three times in a row, Gu Fei couldn't take it any longer, so he raised his voice, "You're being unreasonable!"

"What's the reason!" Jiang Cheng roared, his hands shaking violently, "What's the reason? You're so cool wandering around the world watching with cold eyes, what's the reason! There's no reason in this world! I was adopted for a reason. Tell me! Is there any reason for me to be sent back to this ghostly place just after I knew that I am not my own back foot! What the hell are you talking about!"

"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei stepped back from behind the sofa, "It's really not my fault..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng slapped his fourth button on his chest.

"Ah!" He jumped, and fell directly into the sofa when he stepped back, and he didn't get up at all, and yelled at Jiang Cheng, "Come, come, come, marksman Jiang Cheng! Come on! You can play it well! There are not enough buttons here! There are not only wooden ones, but also fucking stone ones, as well as iron and copper ones. Why don’t you just use iron ones!”

"You've seen it all." Jiang Cheng stared at him for a while, then lowered his hand, and threw the slingshot and the button in his hand to the ground, "Right, you've seen it all."

"I see." Gu Fei replied.

"Where did you see it?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"From when you hit the ice pit to when you directed the fork to when you cried," Gu Fei said, "I've finished watching it all. If you start to cry, I'll leave."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded, leaning back against the wall.

I saw it all, and a whole wonderful performance was also accompanied by a bonus for the old man to hug and cry.

Jiang Cheng didn't know how he felt right now.

From shock to embarrassment, to feeling ashamed, to the humiliation of being peeped into the secret, and finally to anger.

And now, all the feelings are gone, leaving only discomfort.

He leaned against the wall and slowly squatted to the ground, lowered his head and hugged his head with his arms.

This is the pose.

From childhood to adulthood, not only crying, he likes to use this posture when he is uncomfortable, depressed, and unhappy. This kind of effort makes himself group up, shrinks himself, and tries not to let anyone see his posture.

Make him feel safe.

It's similar to sticking your head in the sand. I don't really think that others will not see me, but I just don't want to see anyone or anything.

Can't see, can't hear, it's ok.

"Brother Cheng." Gu Fei walked up to him at some point and called him.

"Your uncle, Brother Cheng," Jiang Cheng buried himself between his knees and arms, his voice muffled, "Are you fucking younger than me?"

"One month younger than you." Gu Fei said.

"What a fucking thing." Jiang Cheng was so shocked that he couldn't bury his head, he raised his head, "You fucking know my birthday?"

"The time you fainted with a fever, I looked at your ID card," Gu Fei said, "I somehow got someone into my room, so I have to find out who it is."

"Leave me alone next time." Jiang Cheng buried himself in his knees again.

"Do you want it?" Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng looked out from between his arms. Gu Fei was holding a cigarette case in his hand. He closed his eyes and took a few seconds before reaching out to take a cigarette from the case.

"Smoking here must be kept secret." Gu Fei also took a cigarette and lit it, and handed him the lighter. "This studio is non-smoking, all flammable products."

Jiang Cheng didn't speak. After lighting his cigarette, he turned his head and glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner.

"It's okay, she usually doesn't watch the surveillance," Gu Fei said.

"Are you laughing?" Jiang Cheng asked, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he had been wronged a lot, he cleared his throat with some displeasure, "While peeking."

"I laughed in my heart," Gu Fei said, "It's pretty funny in the first place, but you wouldn't believe me if I said it wasn't funny."

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng sighed softly, "I often play like that alone, and I used to play the flute like that too. Next, I invite Jiang Cheng, a not-so-famous flute player, to perform for us."

Gu Fei laughed until the ashes were all gone. He took an empty drink bottle back and flicked the ashes.

"Have you never played like this before?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"No," Gu Fei shook his head, "But there must be a lot of people who are bored like this. Someone posted a post on the post bar of the Fourth Middle School, saying that they can't fall asleep every day without finishing a big play in bed. There are still many people below. They all said they had the same hobbies.”

"Really." Jiang Cheng smiled.

"But you know that I saw it." Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up, "I finally have a chance to tell you, player Jiang Cheng, you are the best slingshot player I have ever seen."

"...Thank you," Jiang Cheng took a look at the slingshot that was thrown aside, "This is probably just a prop, and I didn't intend for anyone to use it."

"Then you hit me quite accurately, right?" Gu Fei said.

"No, it's just that I can hit you," Jiang Cheng said, "When I hit your leg, I aimed at your butt."

"Oh," Gu Fei turned to look at him, "Why?"

"The butt is so fleshy," Jiang Cheng said, "it's not easy to hurt."

"I found that you are always quite... countable, the fire is not suffocated, and there will be no major accidents." Gu Fei flicked soot into the drink bottle.

"We Xueba know everything." Jiang Cheng smoked a cigarette, "We never swing people up trees."

"Damn." Gu Fei laughed.

Jiang Cheng stared at the cigarette butt in his hand for a while: "Why did you go to the lake that day? It was cold, and there was no way out there again."

"That day." Gu Fei stopped, and it took a long time before he spoke again, "That day is the anniversary of my father's death, so I'll go burn some paper."

"Ah." Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"He drowned there." Gu Fei flicked his fingers up and down the bottle.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng continued to be stunned, and then answered after a pause, "I thought the water wasn't that deep there."

"It's not that deep. He drank alcohol that day. If he didn't drink," Gu Fei stopped tapping his finger on the bottle, "I'm probably the one who drowned."

Jiang Cheng suddenly raised his head and stared at Gu Fei.

When Li Baoguo said that Gu Fei killed his father, he didn't believe it at all. When Gu Fei said that his father drowned, he only thought "ah, it was an accident", but when he heard Gu Fei's words, he was a little surprised Can't believe my ears.

"My dad is quite an asshole," Gu Fei said calmly, "I always hoped that he would die. If Li Baoguo were my dad, I wouldn't have thought about it."

Jiang Cheng remained silent, his mind a little confused.

"He is not as good at gambling as Li Baoguo, but he is much better at it than Li Baoguo." Gu Fei smiled, "My mother thought he was handsome at the beginning, so she married him, and then she started beating, beating while drinking, beating without drinking, I always felt that my dad's only way of expression was probably fists."

"I heard Li Baoguo say..." Jiang Cheng remembered what Li Baoguo said, "He hit Gu Miao."

"Well," Gu Fei bit his lip. He had been very calm before, but his expression changed when he mentioned Gu Miao, "Gu Miao was born different from other children, maybe it's because he always Drinking...Of course he doesn't think so, he feels that there is a big trouble, he can't speak well, and he can't learn things."

"That's why you fight?" Jiang Cheng was a little annoyed when he heard that.

"That's right," Gu Fei turned his head, "Grab her and swing her against the wall, after that time Gu Miao will never speak again."

"Fuck!" Jiang Cheng yelled, and at this moment he had the urge to dig up Gu Fei's father's grave and whip his corpse.

Gu Fei stopped talking, and the two of them stared at the drink bottle together in silence.

After a long time, Gu Fei spoke softly again: "I'm going to swing someone up a tree, just to imitate him, maybe..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Cheng interrupted him immediately.

"This tone," Gu Fei laughed, "why does it look so much like Old Xu?"

"Then what tone should I use, Lao Lu? I don't have the strength to shout anymore." Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall and sighed, "This place is really crazy."

"Your adoptive parents have protected you quite well," Gu Fei said, "Although you look like a cannonball, you are really...clean."

"Probably," Jiang Cheng said softly, after thinking about it, he tried to ask again, "Why did Li Baoguo say it was you... Forget it."

"Did I kill my dad?" Gu Fei said.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that it was really inappropriate for him to ask this question at this time, "You don't have to worry about it, I didn't believe it either, I just... Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it, don't mind."

"It's not straightforward at all," Gu Fei gave him a little thumbs up, "Actually, it's nothing, rumors, there are all kinds of rumors, there are a lot of rumors in our film, I will tell you when I have time."

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Someone saw my dad carrying me to the lake," Gu Fei said, "When they came over, my dad was in the lake and hadn't moved. I stood by the side and looked like a murder scene. The murderer Didn't even cry, it's too cruel."

"That's...you're scared to be silly." Jiang Cheng frowned, he didn't dare to imagine such a scene, Gu Fei didn't know how old it was at that time.

"I don't know, maybe." Gu Fei lit another cigarette, "I'm going to tell you that you might be scared."

"Speak out to scare me." Jiang Cheng said.

"I have no ability to save him, I can't swim, and I'm about to freeze," Gu Fei lowered his voice, "But I just want him to die, so I just stood there, watching him not moving at all, I watched him sink, just... just watched."

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a little out of breath. He tried to take a deep breath twice, but failed, as if he was tied up by something.

"Isn't it scary?" Gu Fei's voice was very low, trembling slightly, "I'm very scared. If I save him, I'm afraid he'll kill me, Er Miao, and my mother. ...I don't save him, I just watch him die bit by bit... Every year when he dies, I feel like a layer of skin is peeled off, and I can't get over this hurdle for the rest of my life..."

Gu Fei's hand holding the cigarette trembled violently, even the rising smoke seemed to be struggling.

"Gu Fei," Jiang Cheng didn't expect Gu Fei to have such a story. He was shocked and at a loss, but now he saw Gu Fei in a state that was completely different from his usual calm state as if he didn't care about anything. His hands trembled a little, he didn't know what to do, "Gu Fei..."

Gu Fei turned to look at him.

didn't cry.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief. Although he felt that Gu Fei would not have a sore nose like him when he was fine, like a fragile old lady, he was still a little worried.

As soon as Gu Fei looked at him, he immediately became even more at a loss. He raised his hand and hesitated for a long time, and finally put it on Gu Fei's shoulder and hugged him: "Brother Cheng, hug him."

Gu Fei didn't struggle, but just lowered his head, resting his forehead on his knees...Of course, most people wouldn't feel as if they were stabbed when touched by someone like him.

"Actually...forget it, I don't know what to say," Jiang Cheng had never comforted anyone, and he didn't want to comfort anyone he didn't know well enough. Pan Zhi, who had the best relationship with him, didn't have anything to comfort him. It was so big that he could pass it even after eating feces and sleeping. He could only pat on Gu Fei's back lightly, and then rubbed it a few times, "It's okay, it's all passed... It's normal for you to feel scared, but this It's over."

Gu Fei lowered his head and didn't move.

"Then what?" Jiang Cheng put his arms around his shoulders and rubbed his arms again, "You can be regarded as someone who has experienced great things, right? In the past, my mother... was my adoptive mother. She always said, In a person's life, any experience is valuable, no matter good or bad..."

Gu Fei still lowered his head.

While Jiang Cheng was thinking of words in his mind, he was anxious that his knowledge base in comforting others still didn't match the title of Xueba.

Just when he had nothing to say and could only keep snoring on the arms on Gu Fei's back, and was about to say childish words of consolation like "snoring can't scare hair", Gu Fei finally moved. over the face.

"You..." Jiang Cheng quickly looked at him, and was stunned when he glanced over. Gu Fei was smiling with the corners of his mouth curled up. He suddenly retracted his arms and yelled, "Are you fucking human! How dare you laugh?" ?”

"Ah," Gu Fei laughed even harder, "It's the first time I feel comfort from such a low rank, I can't help it, it was so sad..."

"Get out!" Jiang Cheng roared, jumping up from the ground, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to grief right now!"

"Don't, don't, don't..." Gu Fei also stood up, and quickly kicked the slingshot on the ground away.

"No, I was really worried about you just now, I was so anxious that I was about to snort you, you know!" Jiang Cheng was speechless, "You had so much fun playing around, shouldn't I give you a round of applause... ..."

"Thank you." Gu Fei said.

"You're welcome," Jiang Cheng answered reflexively, and after recovering, he didn't bother to say anything, "...Your uncle."

"Really." Gu Fei raised his hand and tapped his shoulder lightly with his finger.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and cast a glance over his shoulder inexplicably.

"Thank you," Gu Fei leaned over and hugged him, "Really."

Different from the hug he had celebrated the victory on the court that day, Gu Fei hugged him very tightly this time, and he didn't even have the conditioned reflex of being late.

"Also," Gu Fei put his arms around him and said softly, "I'm talking about bystanders, please use your academic brain to think about it, and don't go too far to understand."

"I'm definitely right in understanding," Jiang Cheng said. He could smell the faint smell of tobacco on Gu Fei's body, and suddenly felt that such a hug made people very comfortable. It's still the down-to-earth kind, or something else, in short, he didn't have the urge to push Gu Fei away, "When you saw me by the lake, you felt like a bystander, watching others cry, watching others laugh, watching Others split into eight petals."

Gu Fei laughed for a long time: "Okay, I just watched for a while, didn't think about anything else, and didn't laugh at you."

"That's right," Jiang Cheng said, "Be sincere, how bright this world is."

Gu Fei patted him on the back and let go of him: "I just thought I was going to kill you today."

"No way," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I'm a little worried, I seem to know too much..."

"It's okay." Gu Fei picked up the camera and looked at it, "I have a photo of your underwear."

"What?" Jiang Cheng stared at him.

"I have, yours, a picture of underwear," Gu Fei shook the camera, "with face, high-definition and uncensored."

"You are shameless," Jiang Cheng pointed at him, "I shouldn't have comforted you just now, do your classmates know that you are so perverted?"

"My tablemate knows." Gu Fei smiled.

Jiang Cheng put on a straight face, and after a while he was happy.

Gu Fei doesn't really care if there are photos of him in his underwear. Underpants, it's not like he doesn't wear underwear. In comparison, he cares more about...

"And your photo of the running chicken." Gu Fei said.

"You deleted it for me!" Jiang Cheng roared.

That's right, compared to the underwear photo, he cared more about the photo of running like a chicken. It would be really embarrassing if people saw that photo.

"Okay," Gu Fei replied simply, "Help me write Monday's review."

Jiang Cheng stared at him, and finally said helplessly, "You don't even know how to write a self-criticism? With your virtue, you have written a lot since you were a child, right?"

"I really can't write it. I asked Li Yan to help me write it before, and Zhou Jing, whoever can be arrested." Gu Fei said.

"Hey," Jiang Cheng poured out a glass of water, and took a few sips, "I really admire you. If you're just messing around like this, you're messing around with the exams. What about the college entrance examination?"

"It's really far away, there is still more than a year," Gu Fei said, "I haven't thought about the college entrance examination, I just want to get a diploma."

"Then it would be great if you went to a technical secondary school." Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "You can still have a skill."

"I have." Gu Fei shook the camera again, and smiled after thinking about it, "When I was in junior high school, I really wanted to go to a university, but later I thought it was meaningless."

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, feeling that Gu Fei didn't really think it was meaningless. With his family's situation, he couldn't leave to go to school.

"You should be able to go to an awesome university," Gu Fei said, "But after two years in a garbage school like No. [-] Middle School, will it affect you?"

"No," Jiang Cheng drank all the water in the glass, "it's nothing more than what's in the book, it doesn't matter whoever teaches it."

Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up.

"Maybe it's my mother...to compete with my adoptive mother," Jiang Cheng frowned, although she wouldn't know, "I don't know where you put me, I'll just rot there, I'll stay far away from here .”

"Yeah," Gu Fei stretched his waist, "No one wants to stay in this crappy place."