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It took about ten minutes to go home. Yang Ze entered the house, took off the layers of armor on his body, and immediately opened the drawer of the stove to look at the baked buns.

Young people are in the critical stage of growing their bodies, eating a lot and digesting quickly, Yang Ze was already starving, so Ha started to pull out two baked buns from the warm drawer, and gave one to Wu Li.

"Mom, do you have fried green peppers?" Yang Ze rummaged around on the chopping board while tearing apart the steamed bun from the middle.

"No, I know how to eat chili in one day, and sooner or later I'll give you hemorrhoids." Yang Juan angrily took out two plates from the cabinet under the chopping board.

A plate of cold carrot shreds, and a plate of white radish steamed vermicelli.

Yang Ze looked at the old man and "hissed": "It's not white radish, it's carrot, I'm almost eating radish, can't you change it!"

Yang Juan nodded: "Yes, didn't I stir-fry hot and sour cabbage yesterday."

Ze Yang: "..."

While the two women were arguing, Wu Li had already squatted down to pick up the steamed buns, and was about to go back to his room after eating.

Wu Tianxiong got down from the heated kang, found a stack of money in the inner pocket of his jacket, and called to him: "You two wait a minute."

Wu Li looked back.

Yang Ze looked excitedly at the wad of red red grandpa Mao in Uncle Wu's hand. Is there any happy event at home, do you want to send money?

He stared at the outermost red note with unusually burning eyes, hoping that it would float from Uncle Wu's hand into his pocket, but unfortunately it didn't happen.

Wu Tianxiong's hand skipped over the red bills, and finally landed on the orange banknotes. With a movement of his fingers, he pulled out two bills and gave one to each of Wu Li and Yang Ze.

"Your Aunt Yang and I are going out to see a friend tomorrow, so you two shouldn't come back for dinner."

Wu Li nodded, stuffed 20 yuan into his pocket casually, and asked, "Are you coming back tonight?"

"I'll be back in the afternoon."

"Oh." Wu Li said that he knew, turned around and ate the steamed buns and went out.

Yang Ze felt that his heart was bleeding, and watched those red bills put back into Uncle Wu's pocket.

He wants red, red!

Yang Ze took the money and went online directly. He finally had the time and the money. It's unreasonable not to go online.

Randomly picked up two vegetable buns in the school cafeteria, one in each hand, Yang Ze walked towards the Internet cafe while eating.

It's been a long time since I played a game, so today is my chance.

Yang Ze gulped down the last bit of steamed bun in his hand, with an obscene smile on his face.

CF, Dad is coming!

Yang Zexing rushed into the Internet cafe and came out 5 minutes before class started. The Internet cafe is across the street from the school, and it is the closest Internet cafe to the No. [-] Middle School. The students of the No. [-] Middle School usually go online when they have nothing to do.

On the way, he met a few classmates who were also in a hurry to go back to school. Yang Ze ran past them and greeted them with a smile.

"Hello."

It doesn't matter whether others know him or not, what his face looks like, after saying hello, he rides away in a hurry.

"Damn it, this guy is a rabbit! How can he run so fast?" A boy who was far surpassed by him gritted his teeth.

"Stop complaining, run away, when the bell rings 'Iron Faced Hades', it's time to come out and block people!"

The boy recalled the dean's coffin face in his mind, shook his body, and ran wildly.

The classroom of Class 1.13 in high school is on the third floor. Yang Ze stepped on three steps and rushed up quickly. When he reached the corner of the second floor, he saw a man standing in the aisle, breathing white steam, and shouted: "Wu Li, wait for me for lunch, I have no money!"

Wu Li turned his head when he heard the sound, but only saw a black corner of his clothes dangling around the corner of the stairs.

Yang Ze spends money lavishly, and often has no money to eat breakfast. When he has no money, he asks Wu Li for a meal card. Wu Li spends money carefully, and he will not complain to his mother and Uncle Wu.

Yang Ze was sitting at the back of Class [-], Senior [-], watching Wu Li walk in with three buns in one hand.

"Just eat buns?" Yang Ze took the bag depressed. He was very hungry, and he didn't eat enough at noon, and the buns weren't enough to fit between his teeth.

"Otherwise." Wu Li sat down beside him, gnashing his teeth while speaking, "You have spent all the money on my meal card, only steamed buns are the cheapest."

Yang Ze bit the steamed stuffed bun paused, "hehe" laughed dryly, licked his face and said, "I'll pay you back later, don't be angry."

"Forget it." Wu Li didn't hold out any hope that he would pay back the money.

Yang Ze took a bite of the meat bun, feeling a little disappointed: "It's better to go home and eat, at least you won't be hungry."

Wu Li nodded approvingly.

So the two miserable teenagers huddled in the last row of the classroom and ate buns silently.

After eating the steamed stuffed bun, although he was still hungry, he was not as hungry as before. Yang Ze lay down on Wu Li's desk and looked through his drawers.

Flipping through and pulling out an exercise book, I looked at it casually, and found that most of the places in it were blank.

Yang Ze flipped through another book, but it was still the same.

"You...don't want to go to college?" Yang Ze remembered that he overheard the conversation between Uncle Wu and his mother two days ago. It seemed that Wu Li's head teacher had talked to Uncle Wu about his studies.

Wu Li nodded, slowly folded the plastic bag after eating, wrapped it up, and threw it into the trash can not far away: "I plan to go to a technical school and become an electrician after graduating from high school."

electrician?Yang Ze thought of those electric irons and electric pencils in Wu Li's room.

An electrician is considered a good job, but Yang Ze thought it was a pity that he only went to a technical school when he thought of Wu Li's intelligence.

Even if he likes to work on circuits, he should have a better prospect than being an electrician, Yang Ze thought to himself.

He wanted to persuade this person, but he didn't know how to persuade him. After all, his own future was still in turmoil. He didn't know what he would do in the future or what industry he would be in.

Not as good as Wu Li.

Thinking of this, Yang Ze said with a smile: "When you become an electrician, you have to deal with wires every day. Wearing overalls, a work cap, no shirt, trousers and long legs, those girls who like you must be very disappointed."

Wu Li propped his jaw, staring at the void in a daze, not feeling the slightest bit about his words.

Yang Ze originally said it jokingly, but seeing that this person didn't react at this time, thinking about what Jia Feilin said to him that day, he tentatively asked: "You, do you still remember the girl named Meng Yao?"

Wu Li's usually calm eyes moved, revealing a hint of sharpness.

Seeing his reaction, Yang Ze knew that Jia Feilin hadn't lied to him, and that this person really had something to do with that girl.

"Since you like that girl, why didn't you tell Jia Feilin directly?"

"Jia Feilin?" Wu Li put down his hands, and said silently, wondering, "You mean Jia Zhengjing?"

Yang Ze covered his face. To this day, he still can't understand why Jia's parents and mothers chose such a name for their precious son: "He changed his name."

Wu Li nodded casually, and his expression returned to Gujing Wubo: "I don't like her, why did I tell Jia Feilin?"

dislike?Yang Ze stretched out his hand to touch his chin, which was different from Jia Feilin's description.

"You don't like that you write love letters to girls? And you ask her out to confess?"

Yang Ze kept staring at Wu Li's expression, not letting go of the other's micro-expression. The afterglow of the setting sun hit the two of them through the glass window. It should have been warm and harmonious, but he felt that Wu Li's face had become more beautiful than that of a winter morning. Colder than ice:

"Who told you that I wrote her a love letter? I have never written a love letter to any girl, nor have I confessed to anyone."

Yang Ze was startled by his sudden cold face at first, but when he heard this, he couldn't help "sneering", an unknown anger welled up in his heart, and he was inexplicably annoyed: "You are fooling the devil, how many times has your girlfriend changed?" What? You haven't confessed your love to the other party? Don't tell me that you overslept in the classroom because you didn't go downstairs after the late self-study? Are you unhappy in love? "

"The little hand is uncomfortable, or the little mouth is not soft? How about pretending to be innocent?!"

What he said was really too much and ugly, Wu Li stood up suddenly, his face was ugly like a ghost: "Yang Ze!"

"Why?" Yang Ze looked at the students in the front row who were startled by the roar, touched their noses, and snorted coldly, "I've done everything, so I won't let people talk about it."

"Get out." Wu Li stretched out his hand to pull him with a sullen face.

Yang Ze didn't want to go out: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Wu Li got up and bypassed him, opened the back door directly, turned around and came over to pull him: "Get out!"

Many people have already come back from dinner. Seeing that there are more and more people in the classroom, they are attracted by the movement of the two of them. Looking at it, Yang Ze, as the protagonist who was bombarded, couldn't hold back his face, so he simply let go of the hook. The feet on the legs of the desk stood up.

"All right, I'll go, I'll go, don't push, everyone is watching."

Wu Licai didn't care whether anyone was watching or not, he pushed the person out of the door and threw the back door directly on Yang Ze's face.

"Puff puff puff." Yang Ze was sprayed by the falling dust.

"Who is it, why don't you just ask, as for making such a big fuss?" Seeing that the friendly exchange could not go on, Yang Ze muttered, and glanced in through the back window before leaving.

The man who was full of anger just now and whose face was as cold as ice was sleeping on the table.

The young man occupied the entire desk by himself, his clean and beautiful face was blocked by his arms, his black hair rested limply beside his ears, and he lay there curled up, looking very thin, a little lonely, and inexplicably pitiful.

Yang Ze withdrew his gaze, clutched his heart and walked upstairs slowly.

No wonder he was wrong?Is this person late every night because he forgets the time while reading novels?

So did he talk about love?

Yang Ze was sad to find that Wu Li ignored him, and he didn't go home with him at night, and he didn't say hello when they met each other. When he asked anything, the other party ignored him, as if he was air.

So Yang Ze also became angry.

Ignore it, ignore it, if you ignore me, I don't even bother to talk to you!

Let's see who can last till the end!