Fog River

After finishing speaking, the expression on the face of the person sitting opposite and listening froze, and the machine was down for a while on the spot, and asked in a high-pitched voice: "Say it again, who is it?"

"Chi Shu, Teacher Chi." Bian Yan didn't intend to be a man, and wiped the table with a rag in his left hand, and the wooden sign flashed in front of his eyes.

Mr. Zhuo immediately felt that the wooden sign was an eyesore.But he still had a little fantasy, blinked his eyes in a panic and said: "Impossible, Bian Saner, don't joke with me, Mr. Renchi doesn't do the next one, how can you two be pure and one."

"Oh, is that right? Doesn't Teacher Chi do the one below? Why don't I know." Bian Yan was in a good mood, but pretended to be puzzled, "He told me it was the one below."

This is so special that Xiao Zhuo can't wait to vomit blood immediately after hearing it.

what is it called.Do zero for love?Suddenly broke into zero?

Xiao Zhuo was probably really stimulated by this fact, so he sat there silently, smoking several cigarettes in a row.

The orange light at dusk came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on him, making him look particularly lonely.

Bian Yan raised his eyebrows, ignored him, and quickly rolled a carton of cigarettes for him, tied the kraft paper belt on him and pushed it onto the counter.

"Zhuo Fan," Bian Yan knocked on the table and called out his name, pointing to the cigarette case, "Remember to take it with you when you leave."

Every time Zhuo Fan came over, he had to take a pack of cigarettes with him. After so many years, he was used to it, so he didn't need to tell him to roll it up and take it away, so as to save him from listening to his nagging and making noise.

But this time Zhuo Fan, who has always loved cigarettes, was not as excited as usual. He stared at Bian Yan for a while with resentful eyes, and said: "My appearance and figure are not inferior to your skills. Why do you like me? You, why?"

This question may be included in Zhuo's top ten unsolved mysteries for several years to come.

Hearing this, his eyelids twitched in disgust, and he almost threw the cigarette on his face: "Zhuo Fan, shut up."

"I'm telling the truth, okay?" Zhuo Fan was really depressed, and he stared at the wooden sign for a long time, the more he looked at it, the more he panicked.

Bian Yan didn't make a sound, didn't make any comforting movements, and just focused on rolling the cigarette.Zhuo Fan, as one of the very few people who are close to him for so many years, knows why, and it's no wonder that he just simply thinks more and more aggrieved.

He hadn't been so aggrieved in love for many years.

Zhuo Fan took a sip of the whiskey irritably, and lifted the cigarette case: "No, I see you are in a panic now, I'll go first, and we don't want to meet each other in the near future."

"Okay," Bian Yan didn't have any emotional fluctuations, without raising his head, "goodbye."

His tone was rusty and cold, not like an old friend he had known for a long time.

After finishing speaking, I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked up at Zhuo Fan, the expression on my face was a little unpredictable.

He just wanted to open his mouth to say something to remedy but was immediately interrupted by Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan waved his hand: "Don't act with me, as long as you feel comfortable."

He didn't follow the words until here, he didn't want to put too much pressure on Bian Yan, but it was also because he lost his mood and remembered the business.

"But then again," Zhuo Fan sat back with the cigarette case again, "You are really planning to start treatment again because of Ren Chishu, I haven't heard anything about what happened to you two. "

Bian Yan didn't reply right away, and after rolling the cigarette in his hand, he slowly responded with a hmm, not knowing exactly which question he was answering.

Seeing him like this, Zhuo Fan knew that he didn't want to say more.

It's not that those who played with those men and women in the past didn't want to say more, but it's more like those who protect Bao and don't want to be touched by others.

This is very interesting.

"Bian Saner," Zhuo Fan teased him with a playful smile, "Your heart made of stone won't beat."

"Zhuo Fan," hearing these words, he was disgusted with the breath around him, and leaned down to stare at him with his hands propped up, "Keep your mouth shut."

It's been a long time since he was stared at and threatened by Bian Yan. Zhuo Fan was stunned for a moment. The memories of the past brought him soberness, and also made him realize that what happened this time was not fake.

Seriously, no casual jokes.

But no matter how Zhuo Fan has been in the business field for so long, he will not be completely bluffed. He put away his laughing look, raised his chin and said, "I can, but do you control those people?"

Speaking of this, a sternness flashed in his eyes: "Bian Yan, this Beicheng is big if you say it is big, but it is also small if you say it is small. You know how fast the news is delivered. Those people, those people who can't see you living well Man, how do you keep your mouth shut?"

This passage seemed to press the button to end the time, and the two just looked at each other silently in the same place, and it was difficult for others to spy on the undercurrent of the contest.

All kinds of past memories flashed in Bian Yan's mind, most of which were bad, rotten and smelly.

What Chi Shu saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

Bian Yan's heart was suddenly raised in his throat, and he began to feel a little bit of fear, but he didn't let him show it after years of hard work.

"I'll take care of it," Bian Yan said with the same expression on his face.

This is not something that Zhuo Fan should intervene in. He didn't say any more, but shrugged: "You have a bottom, especially when it's almost time, and those from the Bian family probably can't help but treat you again." Make a move."

"It's already moved." Bian Yan sneered, and pointed to the pile of discarded tobacco next to him, "It happens every year."

Zhuo Fan frowned and walked over, knelt down and smelt it with his hands. He has known Bian Yan since he was a child, and he also dipped a little bit when Bian Yan was playing cigarettes. He is familiar with the traces on the tobacco. .

Wetness from the middle to the outside cannot be natural dampness, but man-made.

But there are really too many ways to do it specifically.

To be honest, although it has been so many years and he has seen all kinds of methods, Zhuo Fan is really angry when he sees this pile of discarded precious tobacco.

As far as Bian Yan is concerned, tobacco is his only connection with this world, and those of the Bian family have gone too far this time.

"Bian Yan," Zhuo Fan lowered his eyes and shouted, "Haven't you ever thought about leaving Beicheng? Don't you feel aggrieved by being forced by them year after year?"

Bian Yan stared at the pile of tobacco for a while without thinking about anything.You can't think deeply about many things at all, the more you think about it, the more you will be trapped inside, unable to get out and at the same time stifling your own breathing.

Cocooning yourself.

After a long silence, Bian Yan said the reason very mechanically: "My mother is here, and I can't protect her before she dies. She must be at peace after death."

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Chi Shu said he was really busy when he said he was busy. After the weekly exam, correcting papers and grading papers, various meetings before the monthly exam, and Section Chief Ding's small meeting with the tobacco control team, he was so busy that he flew up one after another. For several days, I went to the cigarette shop in the morning to show my face, and it was too late at night.

But when I got busy, the time passed quickly, and the monthly exam arrived in a flash.Zhi Rong's rule was that teachers could not invigilate the grade group they were in, so Chi Shu and his English teachers in the senior group were assigned to supervise the third grade exam.

Except for the first year of high school, which is not divided into subjects, the monthly exams for the second and third year of high school are all based on the college entrance examination model, with English being the last test.

This time, Zhi Rong did not jointly issue papers with the other three prestigious schools. The English teachers of the three grades worked overtime for several days to produce three innovative papers, which were printed in a hurry this morning.

As the chief invigilator, Chi Shu could still feel the warmth on the paper when he got the paper. He counted the points and confirmed that they were correct before going upstairs with the assistant invigilator.

The assistant proctor was a stylishly dressed female teacher, she had a decent relationship with Chi Shu, and the two of them were not embarrassed on the way, so they chatted a few words along the way.

The invigilator should arrive at the examination room a little earlier than the students, plug in the signal jammer, and do some inspection work.

The assistant invigilator went to insert the signal jammer, and Chi Shu walked around the classroom to check whether the desks had been cleaned and whether there were any traces of notes on the desktop.

After the inspection, the students waiting outside the door were let in.

Because many people who had led this class before knew each other, many students greeted Chi Shu after they came in.

Chi Shu's good looks stood out among the male teachers with bald heads and beer bellies, not to mention his easy-going personality, which allowed him to get along with many students.So when they saw Chi Shu, they were not in a hurry to get to their seats, and circled around the podium, chattering non-stop.

Chi Shu was not in a hurry to divide the papers, so he propped his chin and listened to them. He didn't like to listen, but he just felt that the atmosphere was very comfortable, so he didn't bother to take a break.

But after all, I didn't bring them now, so there must be less topics to talk about, and the students almost dispersed in a short time.

Just as Chi Shu was about to divide the papers, Li Ao's voice came from the side, and he called Chi Shuai in a low voice.

"Well, what's the matter?" Chi Shu frowned, and he always had a filter of liking for the people around him.

Li Ao's face was a little shy with a suppressed smile: "You invigilate us."

"That's right," Chi Shu stopped handing the papers, leaned on the table to look at him, and teased, "Why, is it stressful for me to proctor you for the exam?"

"No, no pressure," Li Ao shook his head quickly.

After Li Ao finished speaking, Chi Shu didn't return, and he didn't say anything more himself, but just stood there and looked at Chi Shu, not leaving.

Chi Shu noticed his gaze, tilted his head and hummed suspiciously, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No..." Li Ao quickly denied it, but he looked at Chi Shu with something obviously wrong in his eyes.

Chi Shu was amused, and said while dividing the rolls: "Just tell me if you have anything to say, don't press it down, I'm afraid you won't do well in the exam if you press it down for a long time."

"That's not going to happen." Li Ao scratched his head in embarrassment, looked around to make sure no one noticed them, and then asked a little closer, "Chi Shuai, have you been with me recently?" Brother had a fight."

As soon as this question came up, Chi Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately turned his head to look at Li Ao, his eyes filled with both astonishment and bewilderment.

"you..."

"Chi Shuai, don't be nervous, don't be nervous," Li Ao quickly comforted, "I didn't tell anyone, I won't tell anyone, I will never tell anyone, I promise!"

Originally, Chi Shu still had some inexplicable fears, but he was immediately amused by Li Ao's series of assurances.

He didn't expect that Li Ao's cleverness was not only in his studies, but also related to it.But it seems to be a reasonable thing.

Chi Shu settled down, divided the papers, waved his hands and said, "It's okay."

At this point, he suddenly came back to his senses and asked, "Why do you ask such a question? What happened to Boss Bian recently?"

"It's nothing." Li Ao shook his head, "It's just my sister said that he has a low aura recently and is not very happy. Especially at night, that face can freeze a person to death, and I have never seen him like this before. ..”