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Without Sun Jianjun, Chen Jiheng's life would be like the Harbin-Dalian Expressway, straight, wide, and flat. He could have foreseen his future since high school, or he would inherit his father's class and become a low-key corporate accountant with invisible power. Otherwise, it is like a mother, holding a sharp scalpel at her fingertips, deciding the life and death of others lightly.

Smooth, glorious, promising.

It's a pity that Chen Jiheng met Sun Jianjun in high school.

Chen Jiheng wiped off the water droplets on his body, threw away the big bath towel, lifted the quilt and lay down.Next to him, Sun Jianjun was sleeping soundly, snoring with his mouth wide open, and his chiseled face was so calm and childish.

Chen Jiheng stroked the somewhat rough skin of the man beside him, and the coolness still tinged with water vapor suddenly woke up Sun Jianjun.He smashed his mouth, scratched his nose, and muttered vaguely: "Go to sleep." Turning over, he unconsciously presented Chen Jiheng's strong, generous and smooth back.

Chen Jiheng's eyes suddenly darkened, he hugged Sun Jianjun from behind, and bit his neck.With one hand down, hold it straight there.

Sun Jianjun shuddered, fully awake, quite annoyed and resentful: "What are you doing..." The last word was twisted back and forth in Chen Jiheng's hand with increased force, and then changed his tone, and he gasped a few times.

Chen Jiheng smiled, and said, "Yes, fuck you." Taking advantage of the opportunity, he separated Sun Jianjun's legs, and stabbed in along the wetness that was still left from last night.

Sun Jianjun yelled: "Chen Jiheng, you bastard!" But he only uttered this whole sentence, and the rest is completely unclear.

Chen Jiheng vigorously manipulated the people under him, causing Sun Jianjun to cry for his father and mother, and then kept begging for mercy.Chen Jiheng slapped Sun Jianjun's buttocks with crackling noises.Swearing extremely vulgar words.Chen Jiheng usually never swears, not a single word, only on the bed, those words popped out, making old fritters like Sun Jianjun blushed and tongue-tied.

The room echoed with Sun Jianjun's cry and the rhythmic groans of the bed.

Chen Jiheng stared closely at the face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it, his eyes were stained with cruelty, as if he had a deep hatred in his heart, and he must put the other party to death.

Love to the depths is also hate, I wish I could tear him to shreds, knead him, ruin him, and swallow his blood, flesh, skin, bone, life, and soul one bite at a time. From now on, don't even think about leaving me, I will Never leave you.

Fuck shit smooth, shit glorious, shit promising.He, Chen Jiheng, wanted Sun Jianjun in his life, and he had to die together!

The reason for the two is not very pleasant to say.

One day in the second year of high school, Chen Jiheng was criticized by the teacher.In fact, Chen Jiheng didn't do anything. When he was peeking at the martial arts novel at the same table, he couldn't resist the temptation and read a copy.

This set of troublesome novels is called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Chen Jiheng's deskmate has read it countless times. He can tell the whole set of books from beginning to end, but he still can't stop reading it again with fascination.

Chen Jiheng was a little itchy, even though he was devoting himself to his studies and kept his ears to the outside world, Guo Jing and Huang Rong still knew about it, and Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng had heard about it.At first he was just curious and glanced at it.He underestimated Jin Yong's charm too much. Even though it was all made up, this old man has the ability to get you stuck, but he can't get you out easily.

Chen Jiheng first glanced at it, then scanned a page, then a chapter, and then simply borrowed the first volume of the book, and read it heartily from beginning to end, taking up two whole self-study sessions.

As a result, he didn't finish the paper assigned by the math teacher.

Chen Jiheng is not a representative of the mathematics class, but his papers have always been sample papers.The math teacher always marks his first, and then several other students'.These children are the hope of the teachers, and they are good seedlings who can be admitted to key universities in the country.

The math teacher never expected that when he walked to Chen Jiheng to ask for the paper, the kid was actually reading a martial arts novel.The math teacher was very angry. He grabbed the book and threw it on the table.

Chen Jiheng was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up.

"Where are the papers?" The teacher lowered his face.

Chen Jiheng was speechless.

"Come to my office after class!" The teacher's words made Chen Jiheng uneasy for the whole class.

The teacher didn't let him go even when he went to the office, and the education was heartbroken and sincere.Chen Jiheng bowed his head deeply, like a prisoner who has committed a heinous crime and is being tried by others.

The teacher hesitated for a while, and finally decided to call Chen Jiheng's father.He has this convenient condition. He and Chen Jiheng's father used to be classmates. He feels that it is necessary to communicate frequently about children's problems.After all, the second year of high school is stressful, and even a small mistake may affect the child's emotional and mental development.

The teacher's tone was very tactful and polite, which meant that Chen Jiheng neglected his studies in order to read extracurricular books. This situation must be put an end to, and extracurricular books are not good for physical and mental health.

If the math teacher knew how Chen Jiheng's father would teach Chen Jiheng a lesson, he would definitely not make this call.

Chen's father did not beat him, and he and his wife never beat their children, because it would leave a mark and make others laugh.The thing that Chen's father and Chen's mother fear most in life is to let others make jokes.

Father Chen is an accountant, and he uses that meticulous and strict energy not only in his career, but also in the education of his children.When he saw Chen Jiheng coming home from school, he only gave a simple order: "Kneel down!"

This is the way Chen's father always treats his son who made mistakes, but he neglected that his son is not eight or nine years old now, he is already eighteen, and he has not been punished to kneel like this for many years.

This is a very ordinary family, with a father who is an engineer, a mother who is a doctor, and a younger sister who is one year younger than Chen Jiheng and is in the first year of high school.Floor tiles were not popular at that time, the concrete floor was painted with red paint, and the half-person-high walls were painted with blue paint.Chen Jiheng knelt on the red lacquer, with his feet against the blue lacquer, and held up the troubled "Legend of the Condor Heroes" with both hands.

Chen Jiheng felt humiliated and his arms trembled slightly.

My sister Chen Xin came back, and my mother came back after shopping for vegetables.The two asked respectively: "What's wrong?"

Father Chen reprimanded his daughter: "Don't worry about it, it's none of your business, go do your homework." Talk to his wife about it.Chen Mu said, "Oh." Then there was no more text.

Those three people studied, cooked, and looked up information on their own, none of them paid attention to Chen Jiheng who was kneeling on the ground.

But Chen Jiheng felt that everyone was paying attention to him, and his eyes were floating around his head, like the edge of a pressed knife.Chen Jiheng's knees hurt, his arms felt sore, he gritted his teeth to hold back the tears rolling in his eyes.

I ate there, and the aroma wafted over. It seemed to be fried garlic sprouts and braised pork—Chen's father and Chen's mother never treated their children badly when they ate and dressed. Besides, their wages were not low, and their family conditions were relatively good.

The chopsticks touched the edge of the bowl and made a soft noise.

"The grades have been handed out." Chen Xin said, her voice was flat, like a straight line stretched out, without any bends or knots, and the expression on her face matched her plain voice, so calm that it made people panic.

"Did you do well in the exam?" Mother Chen asked casually.

"good."

"Which place?" This time it was Father Chen.

"First, the full-year group."

No one was surprised by this result. After a moment of silence, Father Chen said, "We still have to work hard. This is just a single subject result."

"I know."

After the short conversation ended, Chen Xin had a full meal and reminded, "Brother hasn't eaten yet." After speaking, she went to study in the hut.

Both Chen's father and Chen's mother took a look at Chen Jiheng.Father Chen asked: "Do you still eat?" He was not asking Chen Jiheng, but his wife.

Mother Chen got up to clean up the dishes: "Hunger helps to deepen memory."

Chen Jiheng didn't know if there was any scientific basis for this sentence, but he did remember it.But instead of remembering to kneel for watching martial arts, I remembered the math teacher who "tipped off the news".He knelt for most of the night, and only let him get up in the middle of the night when Chen's mother went to the bathroom.Chen Jiheng carefully put down the foldable sofa in the living room, unable to fall back asleep, he opened his eyes and looked at the darkness in front of him, his grievances turned into resentment as the night gradually fell, and gradually settled in the darkness as the night gradually thickened. bottom of my heart.

The first thing he did when he went to school the next day, Chen Jiheng returned the novel in his schoolbag to his deskmate, and said with a smile, "It's well written." His clothes were clean and tidy, and his smile was pure and pure. What happened last night.

When the math teacher was in class again, Chen Jiheng was still one of the first batch of good students who handed in their papers. He spoke actively in class, handwritten his homework neatly, and greeted the teacher politely.The effect was obvious, and the teacher was very relieved that no one mentioned that unpleasant matter again.

Chen Jiheng waited patiently for a week, until the math teacher had criticized countless students, and he couldn't think of coming to him anyway, and then started the revenge plan.

The bicycle shed of their school is in the northwest corner of the campus, next to the teaching building.After Chen Jiheng's careful observation, the math teacher locked the bicycle in the shed every morning, and rode back after get off work at night.He eats in the school cafeteria at noon and will not go home.Between 12:30 and 1:00 noon, it was time for everyone to rest. There were very few people in the carport and playground, and it was very quiet.

Chen Jiheng didn't look around, walked into the carport swaggeringly, came to his car, took out the car key and made a posture to unlock it.Only then did he squat down and hide behind rows of densely populated bicycles, peeking around to make sure there was no one there, then quickly slipped to the side of the math teacher's bicycle and pulled out the valve core of the tire on the back of the bicycle.

The front wheels were stuck in the crowded wheels, not easily enough.But since Chen Jiheng had made up his mind, he had to do it to the end. He stretched out his hand twice but couldn't reach it. Just as he was about to continue, he heard someone beside him chuckle.

The sound made Chen Jiheng startled, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He turned around slowly for a long time, and saw a boy who was about his age, with his arms crossed and his legs crossed, standing at the door of the carport, looking at him with a smile.

Chen Jiheng's heart was pounding, but his face remained calm, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

"Chen Jiheng." The boy laughed out loud, "You do this too."

Chen Jiheng was not surprised that he recognized him, he was too famous in school.He calmly said: "What did I do? I didn't do anything."

"Hey." The boy waved his hand, walked around the crowds of bicycles, and said carelessly, "Just do it, and you still dare not admit it. You are working too hard, look at me." The sharp screwdriver, according to the math teacher's bicycle wheel, back and forth, this time it was all flat.

Chen Jiheng was dumbfounded.To be honest, pulling out the valve core was already the most vicious revenge method he could think of, and he didn't expect it to be even more ruthless.

The boy scolded Chen Jiheng disdainfully: "Your method is too childish to be on the stage."

Chen Jiheng was a little embarrassed and kept silent.

"How about stealing the test papers? It's time for the unit test. The papers are at the teacher's desk. Would you like to go?" The boy had a smile on his lips.Looking closely, he is also considered pretty, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a high nose.It's just a piece of black ash on the cheekbones from nowhere. The jacket on his body may have been worn out by adults. It is fat and big, and it looks like a pocket. The original color has long been lost. The leader of the jacket The muzzle and elbows are all polished black, and it is as scruffy as a big gray dog ​​that just crawled out of a garbage can.

It's just that the big dog has a calm face, and it's unbelievably righteous for him to say such a heinous thing.

Chen Jiheng was taken aback. He didn't expect there to be such a student. He looked coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell the teacher?"

"Tell the teacher to tell the teacher." The boy pursed his mouth on purpose, and imitated him in a strange voice, "Why are you like a baby who hasn't been weaned? A man solves all problems by himself. Go to the teacher to go to the parents. Is that called a man? Haha, if I actually got [-] points in the exam, why would I screw the teacher’s nose? Hahahaha.” He thought this was so interesting, and he was so happy.

Chen Jiheng suddenly remembered who he was. In fact, he should have remembered a long time ago, because he is as famous as himself, but one is always positive and typical, and the other is always negative.His name is Sun Jianjun, and the high school he spent his money on was the last one in the whole year group, and his ranking depends on his mood when answering the questions.If this kind of person really scored [-] points in the test, it would be called slapping the teacher in the face.

But Chen Jiheng definitely wouldn't do such a thing, he shook his head, turned around and left.

"Hello." Sun Jianjun called him, smiled, and said, "I warn you, don't talk nonsense when you go back, otherwise, hehe—" He turned his wrist, and the cold light of the screwdriver flashed in front of Chen Jiheng's eyes .The same childish face was distorted, showing a somewhat vicious look.

Strange to say, Chen Jiheng was not afraid of this "criminal" at all, but felt that those big and bright eyes, coupled with that fierce appearance, brought a sense of joy unexpectedly.He couldn't help smiling, thinking: This man is really interesting.