Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

Class One is completely different from Class Eleven.

At this moment, while there is no class, the students in Class [-] are chatting and playing games, but the class is quiet, and basically everyone is sitting in their seats, reading books and doing problems.

Standing at the door, Jian Ze'an couldn't help breathing lightly, feeling a sense of admiration and shame spontaneously.

He poked his head around to look inside, not knowing whether to go in or not.The sound of pushing the door might disturb the rhythm of these top students doing the questions.

Fortunately, when he was hesitating, Cheng Zichen, who was sitting in the middle of the door, suddenly raised his head and took a look at the door, and met Jian Ze'an's eyes through the half-open door.

Then the boy got up directly and walked over.

"Find me?"

Cheng Zichen opened the door and walked out, looking down at Jian Ze'an.

Jian Ze'an was already leaning against the door, and Cheng Zichen stepped out. The distance between the two of them is very close now, which highlights the obvious contrast in height.

The tall boy looked down at the shorter one, with long eyelashes drooping down, reminding Jian Ze'an of the thin brush used for coloring when making clay figurines.

His heart skipped a beat, and he took a step back: "...Well, I'm looking for you."

Cheng Zichen closed the door behind him and pointed to the corridor.The two walked a little further away from the door together.

Jian Ze'an had a hard time phrasing the words—after all, if the other party really didn't, and didn't want to go to the grade leader, it would be too strange for him to ask——

"Did you tell the teacher about Xia Heran being blocked by Liu Ziqiang and others on Friday?"

Cheng Zichen frowned and looked at him fixedly, with displeasure in his eyes:

"Didn't your classmates tell your teacher?"

"Ah, yes. But for our students in Class [-], you know, the grade leader definitely doesn't pay much attention to it. We just reflected that Liu Ziqiang probably won't get any punishment."

Cheng Zichen seemed to understand, and nodded: "If I need to testify, I will definitely go there."

"It's not a testimony." Jian Ze'an felt that he couldn't explain clearly, "Oh—you see, Liu Ziqiang bullied his classmates before, and the grade leader was called the head teacher of class [-] to criticize education. The one who was beaten the most was from class [-]. Our tenth A group of people are being bullied, even if you testify, you can't do anything about him. Unless—"

"Unless what?"

Cheng Zichen looked at him with a deep voice.

Jian Ze'an was thinking about the plot in the dream, and subconsciously murmured: "Unless, it is said that you were threatened by Liu Ziqiang..."

Cheng Zichen's face turned cold instantly.

"You mean, in order to help Xia Heran, you asked me to go to the grade leader and tell him that I was threatened by Liu Ziqiang?"

"Ah? No—" I didn't ask you to go, it's because you love Xia Heran so you took the initiative to go...

But Cheng Zichen obviously misunderstood, and did not give Jian Ze'an time to defend himself.

His usually calm face rarely reveals genuine anger. Normally, Jian Ze'an would probably be surprised, but now the other party's angry object is himself. Can't move.

"Just because of a classmate you just met, you came to me and asked me to use my own name to make a request to the grade leader, huh? Jian Ze'an, you are really good."

Jian Ze'an's legs were a little soft.

He hasn't heard Cheng Zichen call him by his first and last name for many years.The last time when I was less than ten years old, I was bouncing a ball in Cheng Zichen's room and accidentally smashed the birthday present from his grandfather.

...the other party was obviously very angry.

Jian Ze'an could also understand his anger.

After all, even if Cheng Zichen is willing to help others, it would be too "holy mother bitch" to ask him to go to the teacher in the name of being threatened by himself, as if he was being generous to others.

Willing to help students who are being bullied find teachers, buy medicine, and testify... These are good intentions and helpfulness. They should be encouraged, but they cannot be required, let alone taken for granted.

It doesn't make sense for well-meaning people to transfer the troubles of the parties to themselves and bear them for others.

If someone treats him like this, Jian Ze'an will definitely spray back and ask him "None of your business" and "Why don't you transform your home into a homeless shelter if you are so caring."

——So, he didn't come to ask Cheng Zichen to do this at all!He's crazy to come up with such a bad idea.

He just wanted to come over to confirm the change of things because there was a discrepancy between reality and his dream, and he couldn't figure out what was going on, or whether it was because he was there when Cheng and Xia met.

In the end, there was no way to explain this matter, and I accidentally didn't explain clearly, making Cheng Zichen think that he was here to encourage him to find the grade leader.

Jian Ze'an wanted to explain.But this time Cheng Zichen was obviously furious.

The boy who has always indulged a lot in his childhood is almost angry:

"Jian Ze'an, what are you thinking? All these years of friendship, just because of a transfer student who came out of nowhere..."

The boy sneered, and his thin lips formed a cool arc.

"I saw it on Friday. You can't even roll your eyes when you stare at people. Like him? So you can just use it to please people when you are young? —— You used to never say such things If it doesn't work at four or six, let me go to the grade leader in the name of being bullied? Jian Ze'an, you are really good at it. After more than ten years of friendship, you will forget everything when you fall in love at first sight?——Let me tell you, Jian Ze'an, if If you like others, you will become this kind of virtue, do you believe that if you like one, I will drive away the other?"

It is rare for a person who is usually not very talkative to output crazily, and Jian Ze'an was stunned by the scolding.

And the key is why he can't understand the meaning of Cheng Zichen's words?

What is "like him"?Who do you like?

Jian Ze'an struggled to sort out his train of thought, and it was only a few seconds after Cheng Zichen finished yelling that he belatedly understood what he said, and then he was dumbfounded.

...Wait, brother, what are you talking about?

Who likes whom?

I like Xia Heran?

At least one of the subject, verb and object in this sentence is wrong, right?I, like, Xia Heran, no matter how these three words are put in a sentence, he doesn't make sense.

After Cheng Zichen finished the phone call in a fit of rage, Jian Ze'an retorted repeatedly: "...I don't like Xia Heran, I really don't!"

Cheng Zichen didn't speak, but he was still angry and didn't want to talk to him.

Jian Ze'an felt that his head was full of bags, what kind of strange thoughts were these?He tried his best to explain, trying to solve this misunderstanding: "I don't want you to take this on yourself! When did I do such an unreasonable thing? I, I am..."

"what are you?"

"I thought what you were going to do, so I wanted to come over and confirm..."

This explanation sounds very weak.

Cheng Zichen glanced at him, and sneered: "What do you think? Why should I do this? I have nowhere to send my kindness, okay? Even as a volunteer for the Anti-School·School·Violence·Violence Volunteer Association? Am I possessed by the Buddha, do I have to cut my flesh and feed it to the eagle?"

Jian Zean opened his mouth like a fool.

At this moment, he really regretted why he came here to confirm.But if you don't ask clearly, you will always be in suspense, wondering how much the plot in the dream has deviated...

He couldn't talk about the dream, so no matter how he explained it, it seemed very weak.

But seeing Cheng Zichen's furious look, and the fact that a person who always does more than talk and doesn't like to argue with others speaks so fast, he is also very anxious, and he doesn't want Cheng Zichen Misunderstand and disappoint yourself.

He could only desperately say: "I really didn't like Xia Heran! I thought... well, I thought you liked him and thought you might do this, so I came to ask you! I didn't—I wouldn't It's too much to drag you into something that has nothing to do with you!"

The young man's voice was very urgent, and he spoke very fast, and he also had the habit of swallowing his voice when he was impatient.

Cheng Zichen looked down at him.

Facing the boy's wide open eyes, which looked like some kind of small animal, they were dark and innocent.

He has fairer skin and is easy on the face.When drinking, it is easy for the whole face to turn red, and it is also the same when you are anxious or angry. When you are anxious, the skin on the face becomes congested, and then a piece of powder.

At this moment, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes widened and he looked at the opposite person without blinking, his face was full of misunderstood eagerness and a little bit of grievance.

They have known each other for a long time, the first group photo was taken together in the busy and poorly equipped compound, during the hundred days in Jian Ze'an.At that time Cheng Zichen was only half a year old.

It can be said that the years they have known each other are the years they have lived in this world.

Cheng Zichen knew the person in front of him too well, so even when he was angry, he could easily see the innocence that was urgent and eager to show everything to him from the face of this person who couldn't hide it in front of him.

Cheng Zichen's fire that suddenly rushed into his heart suddenly stopped burning, as if he ran out of fuel at the moment of deflagration, he couldn't get up and down, he was a little blocked, but he was more relieved.

Not lying.

So I really don't like that transfer student.

That kind of unhappiness that I started to hold back when I saw this guy staring at the transfer student last Friday finally dissipated.

Cheng Zichen actually didn't quite understand his displeasure, but he didn't delve into it.

Probably because I can't see Fa Xiao looking at someone I just met with bright eyes, and feel that the other person's eyes are really not very good.In addition, there may also be some subtle discomforts that the few people close to me will be snatched away.

——Although Cheng Zichen is excellent, even beyond the scope of the word "excellent", but he actually doesn't have many friends.Maybe many classmates admire him, and some people admire him because of his outstanding appearance and amazing achievements, but few people are willing to become very close friends with him.

After all, who wants to be a foil?

And Cheng Zichen was such an existence that was so dazzling that almost all his peers were completely eclipsed in front of him.

Think about it, if you are his friend, when others complain about the difficulty of the questions together with your friends after the exam, and deepen the friendship by cursing the questioner together, facing Cheng Zichen who gets full marks except for the subjective questions of Chinese and the rest of the composition , can you speak?When you are walking with him on the road, classmates who are not familiar with you can’t help but look at him more, muttering a few words, "This is the god of learning", the girl glances at him quietly, and you seem to be invisible .When you tell your parents about your friend, the parent will ask what kind of person he is, and he will be shocked when he hears the other person's grades, and then he will never move, "Look at Cheng Zichen"...

Seriously, how many people can stand it?

So Cheng Zichen has many classmates with good relationships, but among them, there is no very close friend who will share what happened with him immediately and expect him to talk about everything.

Cheng Zichen understood very well.

He is no longer the kid in kindergarten who asked "Aren't these questions very simple" and then was excluded by the children, and went back to reflect on why he could solve multivariate equations.

He has no doubt that the reason why there are no close enough friends now is because the platform is not high enough. If you go to P University, the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the National Laboratory, or a place where talents gather across the country, these problems in the past will not be a problem.

So Cheng Zichen is not some high IQ pervert who is withdrawn or even has anti-social thoughts because he has no friends.

He is very rational, while maintaining a harmonious relationship with other students who are not close or far away, while continuing to study in an orderly manner, preparing to strive for a higher and broader platform for himself.

Jian Ze'an was the only exception to this rational plan.

He was the only one who could calmly hold a failing paper and speak to Cheng Zichen confidently.

Only he, even if the two of them appeared together in the compound, Cheng Zichen would be praised by the uncles and aunts, and he would say "Xiao An also work hard, learn more from Chen Chen" and he can have no grievances He said with a smile, "I just don't like studying, Zichen is Zichen, and I am me".

And only he, when everyone was looking up at the legendary god of learning who shook the entire province and later even the national competition circle, said in a proud and natural tone, "Zichen is the best", but looked at the other party's eyes There is never a sense of distance.

That was Cheng Zichen's most important childhood besides his family.

It's the little sun he can't afford to lose.

The author has something to say: Cheng Zichen: You like him.

Jian Ze'an: No, you like him!

Xia Heran: ...So what does it have to do with me? ? ?

感谢在2020-08-2200:59:25~2020-08-2416:23:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Zixi Lake 1;

Thank you to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Junxia Chuqiuyan; 3 bottles of Misty Rain and Stars and Qinhu Andu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!