I'm chasing you

Because Yu Qifei's tone was so gentle that even though Zhang Shanfeng understood what he said, his brain hadn't realized how much sarcasm was hidden in it.

He instinctively asked, "Dad?"

Yu Qifei was slightly shocked, and then slightly embarrassed: "It doesn't have to be so early."

Others didn't understand, but Zhu Yuling and the others understood it.In Yu Qifei's mind at this moment, the word "father" probably means almost the same as "stepmother".

"I, fuck." Zhang Danfeng realized later, and finally couldn't help swearing.

After Zhang Shanfeng left.

"Brother Pei, it doesn't seem to work. He doesn't pay me much attention."

The person on the phone hated iron and said, "Why are you sticking to him? I let you break into the inside, and didn't let you make a dog skin plaster."

Zhang Danfeng didn't dare to refute, but thought to himself: Isn't it all the same?

"Forget it, since you've already stuck to it, it's not good to change your style. You can continue. It's best to stick to him until he gets used to you following. At this stage, you just need to watch his every move and induce him to make mistakes. Let's talk about it after breaking it down..."

After a few days of sunshine, the sun suddenly disappeared, the weather was getting colder and colder, there was no heating in the south, and the young men who were full of blood finally couldn't stand the gust of wind and began to close the back door.

Lu Wei felt very inconvenient. Those people in the back row were used to walking through the back door, but their ears were clean anyway.

Zhang Danfeng couldn't find a chance, so he ran over to intervene during meals and lunch breaks.

Zhu Yuling looked back and asked, "What should we do? Ask him?"

Lu Wei: "Don't worry about it, treat him as air."

Qu Jinxiao: "I have never seen such a brazen person, so what is the relationship between you?"

Lu Wei thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's the relationship between the potential criminal and the potential victim?"

Zhu Yuling looked terrified: "But you hold back, you are a civilized campus ambassador!"

Lu Wei said: "...I am a potential victim."

Two voices said together: "Oh."

When Lu Wei saw Zhang Shanfeng also transferred to this school, he thought of a possibility - surveillance.

When he started his business last year, he often found such people around him.Maybe this time because he was in the school on Saturdays and Sundays a week, and it was inconvenient for outsiders to enter the school, so Lu Borong arranged for such a person to keep track of his situation?

The more Lu Wei thought about it, the more he felt that Lu Borong could do it.

Fortunately, Zhang Shanfeng doesn't look very smart.

After dinner, they divided into two tables, and Lu Wei and Yu Qifei had a separate table, which is a tradition.But some people who don't have long-sightedness thought that they divided the tables because they couldn't sit down at one table, so they sat down beside Lu Wei and asked, "Brother, do you have any delicious recommendations?"

Lu Wei stretched out his hand and pointed at the vegetable window.

Zhang Danfeng was very skeptical: "Is that delicious?"

Yu Qifei smiled and said, "There is a chef whose cooking is even better than that of a five-star hotel, and today it is at Window 2."

Lu Wei nodded: "Fairy is delicious."

Zhang Danfeng went there dubiously, and the next table couldn't help applauding the two of them.

Qu Jinxiao: "Understood, if you dislike anyone, recommend them to eat the worst window."

The third year of high school is a year of lack of activities, but the New Year's Day party is the same over the years, because it is the last year that everyone spends together.

Because Cao Ning is not doing anything right now, Class [-]'s news is a bit behind other classes. As soon as Pei Tong heard the news from other classes, he excitedly announced it in front of the whole class.

"It's mainly about senior one and senior two. We just went to see a performance, but like in previous years, there are three programs reserved for senior three, and the meaning of grade is that each class can produce a ready-made program from which to choose." There are three out, and there will be limited souvenirs for the selected class. Is there anyone in our class who wants to sign up?"

The Arts Committee raised its hand: "What are the limited souvenirs?"

"I don't know. I heard from former seniors and sisters that it is different every year. Generally, it is not very valuable, but it is very valuable as a souvenir. For example, last year was a custom-made nameplate with everyone's name engraved on it."

"Then what is a ready-made program?"

Pei Tong explained: "It is the kind that can go on stage directly without rehearsing. The school is afraid that the rehearsal will affect everyone's study."

"Isn't there only singing, musical instruments, hip-hop solo and so on?"

"Anyway, it's just a solo show."

"Short pieces should be fine."

"Can the dance we rehearsed for last year's art festival be used directly?"

Everyone discussed this for a whole day, and finally Zhu Yuling and Qu Jinxiao, who went to join in the fun, came back regretfully.

"There are [-] classes in the whole grade, and seven of them produce sketches. It's strange to be selected, and I heard that the sketches may collide with those of lower grades." Zhu Yuling said, "There are three other classes that can only sing. Choose one out of three, class four abstained, our class may also have to abstain, there is no individual outstanding."

Qu Jinxiao: "Besides, other head teachers can help a little bit. Our class seems to have no head teacher."

Zhu Yuling: "Don't, don't, it's good. If Cao Ning still cares about us, then our class may not even have a discussion process, and we will be forced to abstain directly. Class four is like this."

Lu Wei didn't have any extra activities in his previous senior year, so he didn't understand their excitement: "Isn't it just a small party?"

"It's not small, let's put it this way, although our school's New Year's Eve party is not as big as the art festival, it is quite grand, and it will be broadcast live simultaneously." Zhu Yuling said.

Qu Jinxiao added next to it: "The main reason is that we like all activities except study."

Lu Wei: "...This sentence is the truth."

Perhaps it was the last big event in high school other than the coming-of-age ceremony, and everyone seemed reluctant to give up. In the end, a girl signed up for the song and sang it.

The screening of the program is just a week later, next to the monthly exam, and there is no time for people to practice for a while.

When the girl came back, her eye sockets were a little red, and it looked like it was going to be a dead end. Although everyone was sorry, they also comforted her "it's okay".

Perhaps because of the unsatisfactory results in the monthly exam and the missed opportunity for the last activity, the atmosphere in the class was a bit depressed for a while.

They failed the exam, and Cao Ning didn't criticize her at all. She even laughed in class, looking at everyone with the arrogance of "I'll see what you can do in the exam".

dorm room.

Pei Tong was a little anxious: "My make-up teacher said that if the relationship between the students and the teacher is not harmonious in the third year of high school, then there must be a problem. I feel that our class is like loose sand now."

Qu Jinxiao: "Be confident, remove the 'feeling', we have always been loose sand."

The boundary between good students and bad students is so clear, everyone only cares about their own grades, can we stay together?It's just that Cao Ning held a handful of sand in the past, and it didn't look so loose. In fact, she could collapse as soon as she let go.

Yu Qifei tidied up the things on the table without looking back: "Then why don't you change the head teacher."

Pei Tong: "I, I actually think so too, but can the school leaders agree?"

Yu Qifei: "You can submit a joint letter, Mr. Guo is a reasonable person."

"It's true..." Pei Tong lay on the bedside and pondered for a while, then he had an idea, "Hey, and after we signed a letter to change the head teacher, will it be a bit like a common enemy, and then the cohesion will come up?"

"Then Cao Ning is a tool person." Qu Jinxiao smiled, "It's too bad."

"Damn, she's pretty hurt herself, listen to what she said today..." Pei Tong pinched his throat, "Oh, that's all you guys got in the exam, you can't do it without me, you asked for it yourself."

Yu Qifei was confused: "Did she say that?"

"Isn't that what it means when you translate it?" After Pei Tong finished speaking, he looked at Yu Qifei who was ready to go, and finally realized something unusual, "Are you going home again?"

"Why, are you reluctant?" Yu Qifei asked with a smile.Thanks to Lu Wei, he is no longer a passer-by who lives in the same room with his roommate, and they will joke with each other.

Pei Tong thought to himself: It's mainly because I'm afraid that you won't want to part with the scumbag.

Just after thinking about it, the closed door was pushed open by a hand, and Lu Wei stood at the door: "Let's go."

Pei Tong: "?"

"Wait, so you're not going home." You're on a date.

Yu Qifei lifted the big bag and small bag, inexplicably: "It's home."

Pei Tong pointed at the door: "Then he..."

Yu Qifei: "Come home with me."

Pei Tong: "..."

When Lu Wei was sitting in the car driven by the driver of Yu's family, he saw that the news in the "anti-scum male group" exploded again.

Pei Tong: Crap, the rank of the scumbag is so high, he has already gone to meet his parents! ! !

Lu Weiyou sent a message to follow up.

Ma Jiamu: Congratulations.

Pei Tong: Hey, who is also in the group, only to find out that the old horse also eats this kind of melon.But if you take a closer look at the group name, or look through the chat history, what is there to congratulate.

Ma Jiamu: Why don't you check my circle of friends too?

Three minutes later, Pei Tong came back.

Pei Tong: ...

Pei Tong: Me! !Grass! !Who pulled it in!

——You have been kicked out of the group chat.

Lu Wei: "??"

Yu’s big house is not close to the city center, but it’s not too far away either. It’s just that it’s completely in two directions from Yuhua, so the journey took quite a long time.

Yu Qifei felt sleepy on the way, and fell asleep on Lu Wei's body without notice.He didn't really fall asleep, but was playing "you write, I guess" with Lu Wei.

Yu Qifei wrote: "Boyfriend."

Lu Wei just replied: "Blind call."

Yu Qifei: "Husband?"

Lu Wei: "You have the ability to call out in front of me."

Yu Qifei just pretended to be dead.

Lu Wei picked up his mobile phone and wanted to find a song to listen to, but was attracted by the message sent by the class.

It was sent by the art committee: "Good news, good news. There were originally three programs scheduled for the third year of high school, but only one was selected in the end. Then the student union said that they can sign up again, except for singing and sketches."

Pei Tong: "Thank you, it directly blocked our way."

"To be honest, I really don't want to give up. We won't take part in the art festival. This is the only party left. How about we recite?"

"The reciting can't be on New Year's Day. Alas, the main reason is that there are no art candidates in our class, and there are some solo folk dances in other classes that can be produced."

"I asked, the folk dancer is preparing for the art test, and has no time at all."

"I mean, it would be great if our class has such special students and the time matches."

Seeing this, Lu Wei couldn't help but glance at the person on his lap.

"New Year's Day party can continue to register."

Yu Qifei said "Huh?" in a daze, picked up his phone to look at it, and then said "Oh".

Some cute.Lu Wei thought.

"Do you want to report it?" Lu Wei hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

Yu Qifei was silent for a while, even the driver glanced over from the rearview mirror, and then Yu Qifei said, "I don't want to."

Lu Wei nodded and said, "Okay."

Yu Qifei waited for a while, curious: "Shouldn't you persuade me?"

Lu Wei said: "If you don't want to, you just don't want to, it's okay."

Yu Qifei felt that his voice had a peculiar tenderness.

The author has something to say: The title of this wave of chapters is Schubert's Serenade =v=