Be good

Zongcheng did it on purpose, and when he sent out the photos, he also felt that he was a middle schooler, and he would never have done this before it was released.

Recently, Lin Qianxi may have spoiled her.

He clicked out the original photo again, Lin Qianxi's face was blurred by the pixels of the phone just right, and the angle he looked down at him was also inexplicably harmonious, as if all eyes and attention were on that person face.

Zongcheng pointed with his finger, and the option to delete popped up, and after another look, it was still not deleted.

In fact, Lin Qianxi was right, this photo is indeed quite handsome, and the profiles of both of them are very handsome.

It's a pity to delete it, but it's better to keep it.Zongcheng clicked on the picture, put down his phone, and got up to pour water.

Before I got the cup, the phone rang.

He thought it was Lin Qianxi's retaliation, and raised the corners of his mouth when he returned to pick up the phone. When he saw a string of unnamed numbers on the screen, the smile disappeared instantly, and his face turned cold when he pressed the answer button.

"Zongcheng! Are you listening!" Gu Zhiqiang's voice on the phone was a few degrees higher than before, and it was almost ear-piercing.

"Don't call, it's me." Zong Cheng replied.

"Okay, it's just you." Gu Zhiqiang said: "You are so powerful, you can't be touched by any means, and it's only been there for a long time, and even the people on the street can't touch you, right? That's what you have to do Heartless, right?"

"Don't you think there's something wrong with this?" Zong Cheng said coldly, "Please don't make trouble yourself."

"I'm picking things up?" Gu Zhiqiang's voice was raised again: "What do you mean I'm picking things up? I'm your father! Why do you take Gu Yang and deny me? You kicked me before I was old ,Is there a son like you? Let me tell you, Chenger, you can't change the fact that you are my son, you are about to be struck by lightning, do you know that?"

"Don't call me that, I have nothing to do with you anymore." Zong Cheng said, "When the thunder comes down, let's stand together and see who it will be."

"You..." Gu Zhiqiang was so angry that he panted on the phone: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, you are not yet an adult, you can't get rid of me, your mother is gone, I have the final say in this family."

"It only takes a few months to become an adult, so it's very fast. Don't ask for money so nicely." Zongcheng interrupted him: "This money is reserved for me and Gu Yang to study, it's not yours, don't worry about it." Think about it, don’t even think about it.”

Gu Zhiqiang's voice became high-pitched: "Tomorrow is your mother's death day, and you are doing this to your father?"

Zongcheng sneered directly: "Do you need to remind me of my mother's death day? Two days before my mother's death day, you even asked someone to come to my door, which is not bad."

"Zong..."

The phone was cut off by him.

Zongcheng stood, thinking of Gu Yang, lowered his head and clicked on his WeChat on the phone, wanting to ask if he was approached by Gu Zhiqiang.

After looking at the time, he felt that it was too late, guessing that Gu Yang had already fallen asleep, so he exited the dialog box and sent the message to Ji Cai.

Ji Cai hasn't slept yet, so she will come back soon.

--It is impossible for your father to find Gu Yang, knowing that you are in charge of all the money, let alone me.

--Is he looking for you again?

Zongcheng sat back on the chair and bent his legs.

--I searched, but the search was in vain.

Ji Cai made a voice call directly.

Zongcheng accepted.

"How is it, Cheng'er, do you need help?" Ji Cai's voice was very low, probably because she was afraid of disturbing Gu Yang.

Zongcheng leaned back on the chair back: "No need, no bastard troubles me."

"Solved?" Ji Cai asked, "Is there someone to help you?"

"Well, someone named Lu Feng helped me clear it up." Zong Cheng should have said Lin Qianxi, but for some reason, he didn't mention it in front of Ji Cai.

"Hey, it's fine if you have a friend to help you." Ji Cai laughed, as if to cheer up the atmosphere: "Pity our city, it should be the life of the young master, it's not easy."

Zongcheng laughed along with him, but his voice was so low that it was almost nothing: "I don't have that life."

Ji Cai said: "Don't worry, I'm a sportsman, surrounded by Lianjiazi, your father dare not come to me to find Gu Yang."

Zong Cheng knew this before handing Gu Yang to her, and said in a calm voice, "As long as Gu Yang is fine, you help me take care of him, and I will pick him up later."

"Understood, how many times have I told you." Ji Cai's voice softened: "Go to sleep early, Chenger, don't work too hard."

Zongcheng didn't say anything, just "huh".

Ji Cai probably heard that he didn't say any more, so she pressed the hang up button.

Usually at this time he is still working on problems and studying. Those who are familiar with him know his schedule and won't bother him too much.

Zongcheng drew out the dialog box silently, reached out with one hand to get the pen, and found an unread message in his eyes.

As early as when he was looking at the photos, Lin Qianxi replied.

--I!study!Go!Woolen cloth!

This exclamation point is simply resounding.

Zongcheng glanced at the time on the phone, guessing that he might still be studying, and gently tugged the corner of his mouth, covering up his broken mood by Gu Zhiqiang.

I didn't expect him to be quite obedient.

Lin Qianxi is really obedient and learned.

I slept for more than three hours at night, and got up at 06:30 in the morning.

After getting up, he looked back at the schedule posted on the bedside, and immediately stepped on his slippers and rushed to the bathroom to wash up.

When he went out, he had a piece of bread in his mouth and a handbook in his hand, and he muttered classical Chinese while going downstairs.

This is also on the schedule.

In a hurry today, he got on a bus without meeting Wang Xiao who was passing by on a motorcycle when he left the community.

Lin Qianxi was chewing bread by the car door while memorizing the text in his mind. He had never memorized it before, but now he just memorized it, which was worse than the bread in his mouth.

Jianguan Yingyu's flower bottom is slippery... slippery, Youyan...water flow, no, it is difficult to go under the ice of Youyan Spring.

What's the next sentence?

Suddenly he heard the voice of a child reciting ancient poems in the seat next to him. Lin Qianxi looked over and saw a little girl with pigtails shaking her head in her grandmother's arms, reciting "The Old Man West Citing the Yellow Crane Tower" in a childlike voice. I recited a few sentences in one breath.

Grandma patted the child's little hand and said, "It's awesome!"

The passenger next to him praised: "This baby is really smart."

Lin Qianxi swallowed a mouthful of bread silently, and decided not to take this bus next time. He was so irritated that he was not as good as a half-grown child.

Fortunately, we will be at school soon.

Lin Qianxi got out of the car and rushed towards the school gate.

With his schoolbag on his back, he trotted up the teaching building without any delay. When he turned the corner, he saw Jiang Hao coming up behind him with his schoolbag on his back. He stopped and called him, "Hey! Is Zongcheng here?"

Jiang Hao looked up and gave him a strange look: "Are you okay?"

"I'm looking for him." Lin Qianxi grabbed the handrail and asked, "Are you here?"

"He didn't come," Jiang Hao stared at him, "Why did you ask him?"

Lin Qianxi felt that he was looking at him with unfriendly eyes, and he said this unceremoniously, as if a person like him shouldn't look for Zongcheng, and smiled with a corner of his mouth: "I'd be happy to look for him, what's your opinion?"

He didn't even cast a glance at him after finishing speaking, and hurried up.

It was true that I came early today, half of the people in the classroom had arrived, before Ding Jie and Zhang Ren arrived, there was Lin Qianxi in the back row.

He only memorized half of the classical Chinese essay, took out the book, and continued to fight.

Suddenly someone stood beside him.

Lin Qianxi turned her head, startled: "Fuck, what are you doing?"

Zhou Xueming, with his hands behind his back, just came in from the back door and was looking at him.

"What's the matter, old Zhou?"

Zhou Xueming glanced at him, then at the book in front of him, and didn't answer what to do. He kept his usual calmness and went to the podium with his hands behind his back. After putting down the teacup in his hand, he took a chalk and wrote two large characters on the blackboard. :notify.

After finishing writing, Lao Zhou put down the chalk, clapped his hands, and turned around and said, "Class is suspended this afternoon, and the second year of senior high school will hold a parent-teacher meeting. Everyone will notify the parents and tell each other when the other students arrive. It is still about the placement of the final exam. .”

Lin Qianxi put both feet on the bench legs of the front table, unconsciously swayed his upper body, and let out a "tsk".

Calling the parents before the final exam seems to be the right thing to do, but he was a little caught off guard.

Lao Zhou didn't know if he heard it, and looked at him: "You must call, don't think that you can get away with it like before, this is related to the third year of high school. Parents didn't come, so I don't have to stay in the afternoon .”

After finishing speaking, he took the teacup and went out.

Lin Qianxi was the one who fooled around before, and Lao Zhou's words were obviously meant for him.

Zhang Xiaojiang went up and wrote what Lao Zhou said just now on the blackboard, so as to inform the new students.

Many students in the class have gone out to contact their parents.

Lin Qianxi turned the book over and covered it, stood up, and left the seat.

Passing Tao Xue's seat, she raised her head and asked in a low voice, "Lin Qianxi, are you going to notify the parents too?"

Lin Qianxi just smiled, didn't answer, walked out of the classroom, went to the corridor, and took out his mobile phone.

In fact, the fucking number has been memorized long ago, and it was quickly drawn on the phone, but the number of times we called each other can be counted on one hand.

Lin Qianxi hesitated for a while whether to call, because he was afraid that his mother would only be off the night shift right now, and it would be inconvenient to make a call.

Finally, he looked at the number for half a minute before dialing the number.

The busy tone was always unanswered, ringing in his ears again and again, until Lin Qianxi thought he was going to hang up automatically, and the call was connected.

"What's the matter?" Lin Huili's voice asked.

When Lin Qianxi heard this sentence, she remembered the quarrel that day. They hadn't spoken for several days. Outside the convenience store that day, she actually saw Zongcheng shopping in front of her, so she pretended not to see it.

He said in a low voice, "Are you free this afternoon? The school announced that there will be a parent meeting."

Lin Huili was busy with something there, and said rustlingly: "You have never mentioned that there will be a parent-teacher meeting before."

She paused and asked, "Is there something else going on? Is there a fight this time or something else? Did your teacher ask me to go there to pay for the medical expenses?"

Lin Qianxi was silent for a while, and said, "It's a parent meeting."

"I don't have time, so I'll give you more living expenses. If you really want to lose money, you can pay it yourself." Lin Huili said flatly: "I also had a responsibility that day. I shouldn't quarrel with you. Don't go out and cause trouble just because of this." Son, take it easy, Lin Qianxi."

Someone called her on the phone: "Sister Huili, are you leaving? It's rare to have a vacation, so I'll wait for you."

Lin Huili said: "I have something to leave first, hang up."

Hearing the sound of hanging up, Lin Qianxi didn't have time to say anything later. He took a look at the phone in front of him, grinned, and repeated: "Take it easy, Lin Qianxi..."

I can probably guess how his mother could possibly associate such things as the parents' meeting with him.

He went back to the classroom with his mobile phone. Just as he sat down, a transfer message popped up on his mobile phone.

His mother actually transferred hundreds of extra living expenses to him.

Lin Qianxi confiscated it, and when it returned by itself, he threw the phone into his schoolbag without even wanting to look at it again.

The notifications from the others were obviously much smoother. After a few classes in the morning, and just after school at noon, many active parents had already arrived.

Ding Jie and Zhang Yiren didn't come in the morning, and two parents came in and sat in their seats.

The class was noisy, and Lin Qianxi was caught in the middle of these active parents. Seeing that Zhang Xiaojiang had already got on the podium and started to prepare for the roll call, he took out his schoolbag, stood up and left the classroom.

It's just a parent meeting, it's not a big deal, it's better to go back and study by yourself.

……

Zongcheng stood up at the edge of a remote intersection, in front of him was a pile of incinerated paper money.

People leave the original place, and there is no place to commemorate the death anniversary of the deceased relative.

He patted his body twice, but the smell of fireworks still lingered, he turned and walked back.

Passing the familiar street, Yang Rui stuck out his head from the grocery store and asked, "You didn't go to school today? It's all over."

Zong Cheng looked at him: "Well, there's something wrong."

"That must be an important thing." Yang Rui laughed: "I think Lin Qianxi has been acting like this for the past few days, as if he is about to take the exam tomorrow, and he is dying of anxiety."

Zongcheng didn't speak, and took out his mobile phone while walking. Lin Qianxi didn't send a message today. After looking through it again, Jiang Hao sent him two short messages.

--There is a parent-teacher meeting this afternoon, so parents must be notified.

--It's too late for you to ask for leave today. This is a perfect dodge.

Zongcheng didn't return, and put away his phone while walking.

When he transferred, he told the teacher about his situation, and the parents meeting would definitely not be able to attend, the teacher just nodded.

Today's weather is not very good, a bit cloudy.

Zongcheng walked outside the old building where he lived, but before he went in, a small piece of bread crumbs suddenly floated by his feet. He looked in the direction and found that it was floating from the side flower bed, as if someone was there.

A field of flowers and plants was planted outside the old building, and the flower bed had been repaired for a while. There was a man squatting there with his arms crossed over his knees, with a schoolbag at his feet, obviously he had just come from school.

It was Lin Qianxi.

He held a freshly opened bag of bread in his hand, and stared at his feet: "What a coincidence, are you alone?"

Zongcheng walked over and saw this scene, he was puzzled, who was he talking to?

"I'm alone, too. Let's chat for a while, about five yuan." Lin Qianxi tore the bread in his hand, and said as he tore it: "Just talk about five yuan. I don't have any other time, so I have to Studying." He said, throwing a piece of bread crumbs to the side, "Come on, Tom, come out."

A dirty puppy jumped out of the flowers and grabbed it.

Only then did Zongcheng realize that he was talking to a dog.

Why is it called Tom?Tom and Jerry's Tom?Isn't that a cat?

"Nobody cares about you?" Lin Qianxi asked the puppy, "You have no company?"

The puppy barked at him impatiently, eager to eat.

"Fuck, I'm quite irritable." Lin Qianxi threw another piece, to the opposite tree trunk, and said, "Don't be unhappy, who isn't, everyone is the same."

The puppy paddled its legs and rushed to grab it and eat it.

Zong Cheng stared at Lin Qianxi, watching him toss bread crumbs in small pieces, wondering where did he develop this habit of talking to himself, is it because no one talked to him?

Soon he finished feeding the whole piece of bread, took out a few peanuts from his pocket, peeled them and continued to throw them to the puppy, intentionally throwing them to the tree, causing the puppy to jump up and down, Each one can hit the opposite leaf very accurately, and it is still the same one.

"Look, Tom, is brother serious?" Lin Qianxi said with the corners of her lips curled up.

Zongcheng twitched his eyebrows, and he was already calling a dog a brother.

"Come on, let me show you another unique secret skill of the Lin family."

Holding the last peanut in Lin Qianxi's hand, he threw it towards the trunk and hit the tree. With one flick, it fell on the big leaf of a plantain in the flower bed, then bounced to the edge of the bricks in the flower bed, and finally flew out and landed on the ground. , rolled into the cracks in the bricks in the sewer.

"Tsk!" Lin Qianxi frowned: "I didn't calculate the distance well, otherwise I should fly in in the end, why did I roll in..."

He turned his head and stretched out his hands, grabbed the dog's paws that were staring at him one by one, clapped them together twice, and squeezed his throat and said, "Xige is awesome! Xige is so handsome!"

He let go of another dog's paw, and held its front leg with one hand and shook it up and down: "I laughed at Tom, next time I will definitely show you my true strength."

Zongcheng knew why he was good at playing billiards. He did have a brain in this area. It seemed that he could learn parabola well.

But now it seems that I have drunk too much. First, I call the dog brothers and sisters, and then the human and dog play two roles. After a few minutes, I don’t know if the human and dog will become one.

"Goodbye, Tom, we're done talking about the one with five dollars." Lin Qianxi finally let go of the puppy, and patted his empty pocket: "Next time I'll come to you with ten dollars."

The puppy barked twice and went back into the bushes.

Lin Qianxi stared at it reluctantly, as if he didn't really want to leave.

Zongcheng turned his head and left, so as not to disturb his elegant mood.

"Who is it!" Lin Qianxi had already spotted someone and chased him out.

Zongcheng went a little way, but he still caught up with him, and turned around with his pockets in his pocket.

"I passed by."

"What are you passing by?" Lin Qianxi caught up, "I'm waiting for you here!"

"Did you skip class?" Zong Cheng asked suddenly.

Lin Qianxi was taken aback by the question: "No."

Zongcheng sized him up, either he skipped class, or he didn't go to the parent meeting.Suddenly I remembered the fucking mother I met in the convenience store, and Yang Rui said that he almost has a home and has no home.

There is nowhere to go.

Zongcheng turned around and walked towards the old building: "I asked for leave today, and I won't go to school."

"No wonder I didn't see you." Lin Qianxi followed him.

Following all the way to his house, Zongcheng dragged out the small table first, found a new cushion from the cabinet, and threw it to him: "This is for you."

Lin Qianxi picked it up and took a look. There was a Mickey Mouse on it: "Fuck, so cartoony? You bought me a cool one!"

"Who bought it for you?" Zong Cheng said, "I bought it for Gu Yang."

Lin Qianxi laughed: "Okay, I'll buy a cool one myself next time."

"As you wish." Zongcheng asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Can I talk about the topic while eating?" Lin Qianxi took the cushion and sat down at the small table.

Zongcheng said: "You can talk if you can call Dad."

Lin Qianxi bowed his head and flipped through the question booklet: "Wait a minute, there are too many items on the schedule, I want to see how many questions I have saved."

Zongcheng dragged the cushion beside him and sat down, took out his mobile phone to order takeaway, remembered the photo, and laughed silently: "You can just call today, just call in person."

Lin Qianxi looked up: "You're too fucking..."

"Too what?" Zong Cheng cut off his words.

Lin Qianxi wanted to say that he was too good at playing. Looking at the pile of questions in front of him waiting to be taught, he endured it and tilted his head to look at him sideways.

Zongcheng lowered his head to choose takeaways, ordered a few items at random with his fingers, and was about to ask him what he wanted to eat when he felt Lin Qianxi's figure approaching, so he turned his head.

"dad……"

Zong Cheng looked at him, and there was still a little itchiness in his ears from his tone, and when his voice was low, it went straight into the eardrum.

Lin Qianxi just wanted to make a surprise attack in a low voice and finish the job, but he turned his head and looked at each other instantly.

Two people with four eyes, fell silent for a while.

It wasn't until the mobile phone rang, prompting the voice of meal selection service, that Lin Qianxi recalled it, and said in a low voice: "Fuck, shame..."

It's a shame to call that.

Zongcheng lowered his head, tapped his phone twice, didn't see any changes on his face, and handed it to him: "What to eat, choose by yourself."

Lin Qianxi took the phone, looked up worriedly, and asked him, "What's my name, can I teach you?"

"I heard," Zong Cheng glanced at him, "Yes."