Orange storm

Because of the results of this monthly exam, Fang Jie suddenly attracted a lot of attention in the school.After all, he was a new transfer student who had never heard of it before, and took the first place in the school in the first exam.Some people will take a look at the window sill when they pass by their class between classes, or on the way to the cafeteria and playground, they will look more.

Of course, this situation only lasted for a week, because no matter how many people are willing or unwilling, the parents' meeting on Saturday still came.

Parents have been entering the school one after another since around noon. Many students are already waiting at the school gate because they are worried that their parents will not be able to find the classroom.When Fang Jie and Xu Hang went to the cafeteria to eat, they took a look from a distance, and there were quite a lot of people at the door.

"My dad is on a business trip. This time, my mom is here to help me hold a parent-teacher meeting. I guess I have to go for a beauty treatment and a haircut..."

Xu Hang did well in the exam this time, and he didn't regress. Before the exam, he had the mentality of being a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Everyone is sunny.

"Anyway, I must have stepped on it when I came here." Xu Hang looked at Fang Jie, and suddenly remembered that the other party was from out of town, "Is anyone from your family here?"

Fang Jie looked away from the school gate and nodded: "Yes."

When Jiang Zhijin woke up, it was already daylight. He touched his phone and took a look. It was 10:30 in the morning.

He got up slowly, washed up, found a suit of clothes and changed into it, and then went to the kitchen to prepare for breakfast or lunch.When he walked to the refrigerator, he saw a palm-sized sticky note pasted on it, with beautiful and neat writing on it.

"At two o'clock in the afternoon, parents will meet."

In the lower right corner, the inscription was seriously written: Fang Jie.

Jiang Zhijin smiled, tore off the sticky note and put it aside.

After eating, Jiang Zhijin played games for a while. When it was almost one o'clock, Jiang Zhijin put on his coat and changed his shoes before going out.

When he was about to leave, he stood at the door and hesitated, considering whether he should drive or walk.

Today is a meeting with the whole grade, Jiang Zhijin is worried that if he goes by car, it will be difficult to park, and it will be very congested, but after the meeting, he has to go to the bar...

Before Jiang Zhijin could think it over clearly, his cell phone rang.

It's an unfamiliar foreign number, and the address shows Chaocheng.Jiang Zhijin answered the phone, and there was a man's voice over there.

"Hello."

"Hello." Jiang Zhijin replied, "May I ask who you are?"

The voice of the man over there was very gentle: "It's Jiang Zhijin. I'm Fang Chenglin, Fang Jie's father."

Jiang Zhijin stopped when he was about to go out. He held the doorknob with one hand to prevent the door from closing, and held the mobile phone with the other hand. He turned his head slightly and listened carefully to the person on the other side.

"Fang Jie has caused you trouble during this period. I passed by Shaojiang on a business trip. If you have time now, can I meet you?"

He paused, and his tone was extremely sincere: "I'm worried about him, and I want to know about his recent situation."

The hotel where Fang Chenglin stayed was in the city center, but Jiang Zhijin finally drove out.When he arrived at the coffee shop the other party mentioned, Jiang Zhijin parked the car and checked the time, it was twenty one past one.

There were very few people drinking coffee at noon, and there were only a few tables. Jiang Zhijin pushed the door in, looked around, and walked towards the innermost table.

There sat a man in a gray jacket, his hair combed meticulously, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, looking gentle and elegant.Seeing Jiang Zhijin walking towards him, he got up immediately, and only said when he was in front of him, "Hello, is this Jiang Zhijin?"

Jiang Zhijin smiled at the people: "Hello."

Fang Chenglin also smiled: "Sit down and have something to drink."

"Anything is fine." Jiang Zhijin sat down and paused for a few seconds before speaking again, "I have something to do later, I may not be able to stay for too long, sorry."

Fang Chenglin ordered two glasses of Americano. Hearing this, he looked at Jiang Zhijin with an apologetic expression: "No, no, no, blame me for disturbing you in such a hurry."

He paused for a while, and then said: "Actually, there is nothing wrong, I just want to ask, how is Fang Jie recently?"

"It's pretty good. I'm usually in school. I study hard and get good grades. When I get home, I do my homework in my room. I don't like to go out."

"He does the same at home." Fang Chenglin said with a smile, "I'm causing you trouble."

Jiang Zhijin glanced at him, and replied: "No, he is not someone who will cause trouble to others."

"It's enough to cause you trouble if you have to transfer schools this time."

"No trouble." Jiang Zhijin replied again, and then said, "Can I ask why Fang Jie had to transfer schools?"

This time Fang Chenglin was silent for a long time until the coffee was served, and he took a sip before answering: "There is something wrong with the relationship between me and her mother. We often quarrel, which may have affected him. He is a very sensitive child."

Jiang Zhijin didn't speak.

Is it because of this?He didn't quite believe it.

In Jiang Zhijin's eyes, Fang Jie is indeed a little sensitive, so he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't show his emotions well, but he is not fragile. On the contrary, sometimes he has his own unique arrogance.If it was just a simple quarrel between his parents, he wouldn't have insisted on transferring to another school.

But he didn't ask any more, just nodded to show that he understood.

"I insisted against his transfer. I was worried that it would affect his grades. His original grades were very good. Now he suddenly wants to transfer to another school in the third year of high school. I'm worried that he won't be able to keep up—"

Fang Chenglin's tone was very worried, and Jiang Zhijin couldn't help interrupting him: "No, his grades are pretty good now."

"……yes?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhijin replied, with a bit of inexplicable arrogance in his tone. "I just got the first place in my grade."

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it - you are showing off, you are arrogant, you are his son.

Fortunately, Fang Chenglin didn't notice it, and instead asked with a sigh of relief: "Really?"

"Really, I'm going to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him later... If I send a report card, will I send you a copy?"

Fang Chenglin was stunned for a moment: "Is there a parent meeting?"

He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "How about I go."

Jiang Zhijin immediately raised his eyes to look at him, Fang Chenglin looked at Jiang Zhijin with regret on his face: "It's too much trouble for you, the parent meeting wants you to go. It just so happens that I have a plane at night and I still have some time. I haven't seen Fang Jie for a long time Yes, take this opportunity to meet him."

There was a little silence between the two.

There is a pot of green plants on the table, I don't know what kind it is, it grows luxuriantly.Jiang Zhijin stared fixedly at Fang Chenglin and remained silent.

It's quite reasonable for the biological father to want to hold a parent-teacher meeting for his son, not to mention it's been so long since we've seen each other, Jiang Zhijin doesn't seem to have the right to refuse...

Fang Chenglin had already stood up: "Is it in Shaojiang No. [-] Middle School? What time is it? I..."

"Forget it." Jiang Zhijin said suddenly.

Fang Chenglin paused, and asked in surprise, "What?"

"Forget it." Jiang Zhijin repeated. "You said that Fang Jie transferred because of your relationship with Miss Ling, so I don't know if Fang Jie would like to see you. I don't respect him very much by sending you to a parent-teacher meeting without notifying him."

Through the light and shadow of the green plants on the table, Jiang Zhijin paused for a while, and said with a smile: "And Fang Jie made a bet with me, as long as I can get into the top ten of the grade, I will go to his parents' meeting. I promised him, and I don't want to go back on my word."

Fang Chenglin hurriedly said: "I'll explain to him when the time comes..."

Jiang Zhijin raised his head and looked at Fang Chenglin.

"It's better to respect him than to explain later."

It was two minutes to two, and the class was almost full of parents. The parents were sitting in their seats, and the students were standing aside talking. The classroom was noisy and crowded.Fang Jie stood in the corridor outside the classroom, hesitated for a moment, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Jiang Zhijin.

"Are you there yet?"

No one came back.

Fang Jie waited for a while, then put the phone back.

He became inexplicably irritable, turned his head and glanced at the class through the window, then turned and went downstairs.

The corridors are very empty, and every class is very noisy, and the sound echoes in the teaching building, causing a slight echo.

He also remembered that the day he first came to Chaocheng, he stood alone in the airport hall with his suitcase for an hour, in a completely strange city, with strange crowds, no one answered his calls, and finally his phone was almost dead. I can only take a taxi and go to Jiang Zhijin's bar alone.

At that time, apart from his irritability and unhappiness, he also had a little loneliness that he didn't want to admit, and a sense of abandonment.

This feeling appeared when his parents worked overtime together when he was young, when he was locked at home by the nanny who bought vegetables; it appeared when he was alone at home many times; The hall of Jiang Airport also appeared at this moment.

No one will care about you, no one will really take your words to heart, no one will be waiting for your... feeling of abandonment.

Fang Jie wants to find a place to stay for a while, the playground, the corridor, the cafeteria, or outside the school. I don’t know if I can go out now...

He went downstairs while thinking, walking faster and faster. When he reached the first floor and was about to turn, Fang Jie was inattentive and almost bumped into the person who happened to go upstairs.

"I..." Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie helplessly, "Can you see the road while walking, classmate Fang Jie?"

Fang Jie was suddenly called out by him, only to realize who was in front of him, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Zhijin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you run down from the classroom and pick me up?"

After a few more seconds, Fang Jie finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Can you make it on time? Could it be that you have slept all this time?"

... The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy really couldn't pull it off.

Jiang Zhijin looked at him and asked, "Can you show your conscience? I drove here from the city center, and I was driving at the speed limit, so I almost ran a red light."

Fang Jie was taken aback: "Why are you going to the city center?"

"I have something to do." Jiang Zhijin rubbed Fang Jie's head, "Hurry up and lead the way."

Fang Jiemin glanced at Jiang Zhijin, turned around and went upstairs again.

In the gap where Jiang Zhijin could only see his own back, Fang Jie let out a deep breath, suppressing the sudden sore nose.

After reaching the third floor, Fang Jie stopped.

"The one in the middle, the one in the third row from the bottom by the window—it's probably my seat that's vacant, and you can see it when you go in. The students probably won't let you stay in it, so I won't go in."

"Row."

Seeing that Jiang Zhijin was going towards the classroom, Fang Jie suddenly called out: "Jiang Zhijin."

Jiang Zhijin immediately turned his head to stare at Fang Jie, narrowing his eyes slightly: "What are you calling me, I'm not pumping, right?"

Fang Jie smiled: "Thank you."

Jiang Zhijin looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly came over and hugged him.

This hug was very short, maybe only a second or two. Fang Jie could only feel the other person's body temperature fleetingly, and there was a faint fragrance of laundry detergent on his body, which enveloped himself in a few seconds.

"Find a place to stay, don't run around," Jiang Zhijin said. "Wait for me to come out."