Rarely fascinated

"He's been in City B recently." Ji Qingchi thought for a while, "Something happened to his family recently, and it should have just been resolved in the past few days. Why did you suddenly ask him?"

"It's okay." Fang Zhiyuan smiled and stopped talking about this topic.

Because Wen Cun was not very familiar with these people, Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were almost on Wen Cun throughout the meal, and he didn't want Wen Cun to feel neglected.

At the end, Ji Qingchi teased him and said, "If you have a lover, you will forget about your brothers. After a meal, you will see your eyebrows flirting."

Fang Zhiyuan has always adhered to the principle of thick skin. He didn't feel any fever or even a little shyness on his face. He generously embraced Wen Wen's shoulder, "You can look for it if you have the ability, and I didn't stop it."

Gao Cheng and Ji Qingchi gave him a left uppercut and a right uppercut respectively, and they beat him back to the dormitory.

"Why did you suddenly ask Dong Xiaoyue today?" Wen Cun frowned slightly. He remembered that Fang Zhiyuan said when he was in the hospital that he would settle accounts with Dong Xiaoyue when he was discharged, but...

"I can't let you have a knife in your stomach for nothing." Fang Zhiyuan smiled with his lips curled up, "You always have to return it."

"Hey, Brother Yuan, listen to me." Wen Cun sat beside him, "I don't think it's necessary."

Fang Zhiyuan turned to look at him, "Didn't you say you wanted to seek revenge from him?"

"My heart is so small." Wen Cun said helplessly, "It's been a year, and I don't hold grudges."

"And I think it's the end of the third year of high school, and I don't want to cause any more trouble."

"I just don't want to wrong you." Fang Zhiyuan said, "But it's fine if you don't have that idea, but if one day you want to go on a whim...to find something, I'll accompany you."

Wen Cun really didn't want to worry about anything anymore, about Chen Zhima's rotten millet, it's fine to get angry at that time, there's no need to turn over the film for a year.But thinking of Dong Xiaoyue's gentleness is still...disgusting, after all, anyone would feel disgusted if something like that happened to him.

"But we can verbally clean him up." Wen Cun said.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at him, "Why verbally?"

Wen Cun cleared his throat, "Just Dong Xiaoyue, I kicked him on the forehead."

Fang Zhiyuan was overjoyed, he laughed for a long time, "I'll make it up."

"Excuse me, I'll have another jio."

Wen Cun and Fang Zhiyuan laughed at each other for a long time, they couldn't stop laughing, Wen Cun said while laughing, "I think we two are sick."

"It sounds like you started it." Fang Zhiyuan glanced at him, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with me."

"Get lost." Wen Cun scolded.

The life in the third year of high school is busy, boring and boring. Wen Cun wants to get into C University. He has set this goal for a long time, so after he came back from school, his whole study attitude has improved a lot. At least half of the time in class he stopped playing with his mobile phone. Of course, this may have something to do with a certain elimination game that he had already uninstalled.But he and Fang Zhiyuan were still at the same table, and he couldn't help but want to turn his head and talk to him when he was in class.

Of course, sometimes Fang Zhiyuan would take the initiative to tell Wen Cun.

However, Fang Zhiyuan's sneaky talking skills in class are obviously inferior to Wen Cun's. Every time Wen Cun speaks in class, he can accurately and quickly catch the gap when the teacher turns around, and he is almost never discovered. Xueba is very straightforward, and he speaks when he wants to speak, regardless of whether the teacher is facing the blackboard or his back is facing the blackboard.

"What do you want for lunch?"

When the math teacher was talking about the relationship between circles and parabolas, Fang Zhiyuan suddenly turned his head and asked Wen Cun.

Wen Cun also turned his head, and just when he was about to speak, he heard the math teacher roar, "Wen Cun, what are you talking about! Stand up and let me listen!"

Wen Cun stared and opened his mouth, looking very aggrieved.

"What are you looking at! It's you! Turn around and say what!"

"I haven't had time to say it yet." Wen Cun said in a very, very low voice.

"Then who are you talking to when you turn your head!" The math teacher was very angry, "I can see that you still didn't say anything when you turned your head."

Wen Cun frowned, "I didn't say it in the first place."

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted mercilessly.

"Then who talked to you just now, anyway, I saw you turn your head, either you stand up, or you let the person who just talked to you stand up."

Wen Cun sighed, said a shrew in his heart, and stood up resignedly.

But the moment his butt got off the bench, Fang Zhiyuan got up.

After seeing Fang Zhiyuan, the math teacher's expression changed, "You were the one talking to him just now?"

He looked at the teacher and said, "I was just telling him how to find the shortest distance from a point on a parabola to any point on a circle, but he can't."

"Can't we talk about this after class?" The teacher gave him a symbolic look, and then said, "Sit down."

Wen Cun sighed in his heart, if he stood up, he would probably have to go to the corridor to blow the cold wind for a class, the treatment of a top student and a scumbag is too different, it is agreed that people are equal to each other!

Fang Zhiyuan blinked at Wen Cun, then sat down.

Wen Cun wrote a note.

- Next time if you are holding on to another class, you stand up

-Why, because I'm your boyfriend who blamed you?

- no , because the teacher doesn't teach you much

-beg me

- day i your uncle

-please or i will tell the teacher you always talk to me in class

Wen Cun secretly gave Fang Zhiyuan a middle finger, and then said with his mouth, "Please."

Fang Zhiyuan lowered his head and smiled for a while. When he raised his head, his face was expressionless, as if he had been listening to the class seriously.

hypocritical.

Wen Cun spat at him hard in her heart.

A shotgun smile suddenly appeared on Fang Zhiyuan's face, he turned his head and whispered, "What did you say?"

Wen Cun pursed his lips and shook his head quickly.

After class, Wen Cun followed Fang Zhiyuan's ass, chased him and asked, "How do you know what I just said?"

"Because I can read minds." Fang Zhiyuan said.

"Fart." Wen Cun said, "Did you really hear that? Didn't you? I remember I just muttered a few words in my heart."

"I heard." Fang Zhiyuan pointed at him, "You scolded me."

"Hey, fuck me." Wen Cun felt guilty for a moment, "I didn't mean it!"

Did he really say it by accident?Wen Cun wrinkled his head and thought about it, maybe it was...

Fang Zhiyuan said with a smile, "You are stupid, I believe it, I guess."

After he finished speaking, he strode away, leaving Wen Cun behind.

Wen Cun was stunned for a while, then ran after him, cursing at the same time, "Fang Zhiyuan, you bastard, you know the gas tank, you know, I hit a tank with my backhand! Blow your head off!"