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Fang Jie walked back to the living room, stood where he was and thought about it, and finally added a portion of everything he ordered.

Fang Jie originally thought that Jiang Zhijin should have woken up, but after he tossed and ordered takeaway, Jiang Zhijin didn't come out.

Fang Jie sat on the sofa and waited for the food to be delivered, but Jiang Zhijin still didn't come out.

After the takeaways were delivered, Fang Jie went in and put them out one by one, but the door was still closed.

At 9:42, I can sleep well when I get back into the cage, Fang Jie thought.

When Fang Jie finished eating a drawer of shrimp dumplings, a drawer of custard buns, plus a portion of rice rolls and a cup of soy milk, Jiang Zhijin's bedroom door finally opened again.

I don't know if it was because of his injury or being woken up, but Jiang Zhijin's face turned pale.After walking into the living room and meeting Fang Jie who was sitting at the dining table, he spoke first.

"Woke up pretty early."

Probably still brooding over what happened just now.

"It's okay." Fang Jie replied very calmly, "I'm hungry."

Jiang Zhijin glanced at the dining table: "Did you order takeaway?"

"I ordered two, do you want to eat?"

Jiang Zhijin probably wasn't a picky eater, so he nodded and went to the bathroom to wash up.

By the time Jiang Zhijin came out from the shower, Fang Jie had almost finished eating. Jiang Zhijin pulled away the chair opposite him and buried himself in his food.

Jiang Zhijin took a sip of soy milk first, and then began to eat shrimp dumplings. He ate at a fast pace, but there was no sound, and his complexion looked better than before.Maybe because he was a soldier, he didn't have a hunchback, and he looked very neat.The hair on his forehead is wet, he should have just washed his face——

Fang Jie saw halfway through, and suddenly realized that he had made a mistake again. He gave a "tsk" in his heart, and then looked away, staring at the outer packing box in front of him.

It so happened that Jiang Zhijin also spoke at this time.

"Go to the bar later to get your transfer information, and then take you to the school, Shaojiang No. [-] Middle School."

Fang Jie drank the last sip of soy milk in his cup.

"Row."

Shaojiang is not a big city. Last year, it barely squeezed into the third tier in the country's new city rankings. The educational resources are also at the upper-middle level. Shaojiang No. [-] Middle School is considered an old-fashioned middle school. The Chaocheng No. [-] Middle School that Fang Jie studied in the past still has a gap.When he first proposed to transfer schools, his parents strongly disagreed.

Until later he said either transfer or drop out.

On the way to the bar, Jiang Zhijin drove his own car.Fang Jie didn't speak all the time, and only said something when the other party was about to go out to get the car keys: "Your hand."

Jiang Zhijin glanced down at his left hand: "Oh, it's okay."

Fang Jie shut up, and once again spurned his meddling behavior in his heart.

Out of the community, Jie Fang sat in the co-pilot and looked out all the way.

The rain has completely stopped, and some roads are still flooded. There are few people on the road on weekend mornings, and only sanitation workers are cleaning up the branches that have been knocked down by the rainstorm on the side of the road.

In the silence, Jiang Zhijin suddenly said, "Yunshan Road."

Hearing the people next to him suddenly talking, Fang Jie was caught off guard. He stared at Jiang Zhijin and asked, "...what?"

"This road is called Yunshan Road, and there is a bus stop opposite the community. Take bus No. 113, four stops, and get off at Shaojiang No. 15 Middle School Station, which is at the gate of your school. The whole journey takes 06 minutes. The earliest bus is at 30:10, and the latest bus is at 30:[-]. [-]:[-]. In fact, it’s quite close if you take the trail on foot, it’s less than half an hour, but if you’re just here, forget it, in case you get lost.”

There was a car in front of him, Jiang Zhijin honked the horn, and then said: "If there is nothing to do in the bar at night, I should be able to pick you up if I leave early, and you may have to take a ride in the morning."

Only then did Fang Jie realize that Jiang Zhijin was telling him the route to school.

Fang Jie has never been picked up since the first grade, and he has always taken a bus card to go home by himself.At the beginning, even the credit card machine had to be stepped on to barely reach it.Now that I am 18 years old in two months, it is creepy to be suddenly regarded as a preschooler.

"...Don't pick me up. I'll just go by myself."

Jiang Zhijin glanced at Fang Jie, thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about it later."

When we got to the bar, there was no one there.Jiang Zhijin opened the door, and Fang Jie's suitcase and schoolbag stayed quietly in the hall.Fang Jie opened his schoolbag and took a look, there were a bunch of transfer files.

Shaojiang No. 10 Middle School is actually not far from where Jiang Zhijin lives, and it takes only [-] minutes to walk, but the two of them went to the bar first and then turned back, which delayed a little time.After entering the school, Fang Jie got out of the car with his bag on his back, and waited for Jiang Zhijin to park the car in the parking space.

Today is Saturday, and the school is still in class. The campus is quite quiet. I don’t know which class is playing English listening, and the sound has spread to the parking lot.Jiang Zhijin got out of the car on the phone and motioned for Fang Jie to follow him.

"It's already in, where are you... OK, come up."

The tone was very familiar, as if he was contacting the teacher in the school.

Fang Jie looked up. What Jiang Zhijin was holding was not the phone that was shattered into spider webs last night, but a white Guo 8, which was probably used in the past, and he turned it out temporarily.

Shaojiang No. [-] Middle School has a large area, and the greening is well done. The two walked through a lotus pond to the administration building. Jiang Zhijin took Fang Jie up to the second floor and pushed open one of the offices.

It should be the teacher's office. There was no one there, except for a man sitting behind the desk facing the door. He raised his head immediately when he heard the door open.

"Hey, it came pretty fast."

"You told me to come earlier." Jiang Zhijin turned to Fang Jie, "Teacher Tang Yi, your homeroom teacher."

"Come on less." Tang Yi smiled and patted Jiang Zhijin, then turned to look at Fang Jie. "Fang Jie, right? You can just call me Mr. Tang. If there is no accident, you will have messed with me this year."

Hanging out with him sounds very social, and he is indeed Jiang Zhijin's friend.

Tang Yi looks young, with a baby face, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and looks smiling.Fang Jie nodded: "Teacher Tang."

"Good boy." Tang Yi acted like coaxing a three-year-old child, "Give me the information."

"Jiang Zhijin said that your grades are particularly good. I heard that this is not a free gift for my admission rate."

Tang Yi took out Fang Jie's file, and flipped through the transcript of the last monthly exam that the other party brought over. "Hey, that's pretty good. 131 in Chinese, 140 in Mathematics, 137 in English, comprehensive science—er, zero?"

This time not only Tang Yi, but even Jiang Zhijin who was leaning on the desk turned his head to look at Fang Jie.

Tang Yi joked: "Your side is a bit serious."

"...I missed the exam that day." Fang Jie said.

"I said." Tang Yi put away the file, still smiling. "Let's say it first, try not to miss the exam in the future, I have a bad heart, I might not be able to bear this."

Fang Jie couldn't help laughing: "Okay."

But he never asked Fang Jie why he missed the exam that day.

"The third year of high school has classes in the afternoon from Monday to Saturday, and rests on Saturday night and Sunday during the day. Except for Saturday, Sunday to Friday every night there are two major evening self-study sessions. There are teachers in class from 08:30 to 45:[-], and from [-]:[-] to [-]. Order student self-study. This is our class schedule."

Tang Yi went back behind the desk, pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Fang Jie. "Are you commuting or living on campus?"

Jiang Zhijin, who was on the side, answered first, "Study for a day."

Fang Jie didn’t say a word. He actually considered living on campus, but it was really hard for him to concentrate on studying with the lights off on time and living with many people. In addition, he knew that he was not a social personality, so living on campus meant a lot of energy for him. Spend on dealing with people.

Very troublesome.

Although facing Jiang Zhijin is quite troublesome, tsk.

"Oh, it's also very good, and it's convenient to review at home." Tang Yi said: "You can take the books after you officially come to class. Just put them in the classroom. It's strange to carry them home. Sunday night is my evening self-study. language."

Although we have only been together for such a short time, Fang Jie discovered that Tang Yi is very warm-hearted and talkative, which may be a common problem of being a class teacher. It sounds very——

"Talking." Jiang Zhijin said.

...Fang Jie glanced at Jiang Zhijin.

But Jiang Zhijin only looked at Tang Yi, and just made a casual complaint.

"How do you talk?" Tang Yi glared at Jiang Zhijin, "I am a conscientious gardener."

Jiang Zhijin said: "Okay, gardener, is there anything else?"

"The last thing is to take you to get the school uniform. I don't know how tall your kid is, so I didn't help him get it."

You kids, who didn't know, thought that Fang Jie had just entered the kindergarten class today.

The back office where the school uniforms are placed is at the corner of the first floor. Fang Jiejing is 184 in height. The back room aunt looked around for a while and said, "Mr. Tang, there is no back room for this height. I need to go to the warehouse to get it."

"Then Fang Jie will follow, it's in the building diagonally opposite." Tang Yi said, "Take it and take it apart and try the size."

Fang Jie nodded and followed his aunt to the warehouse.

There is a corridor in front of the administrative building, covered with wisteria flowers, blooming lively.Jiang Zhijin and Tang Yi were lying in front of the wall of the administrative building, and when they walked away, Tang Yi looked at Jiang Zhijin next to him.

"I haven't asked you yet, what's the matter with your hand?"

"Accident." Jiang Zhijin fell into another cigarette addiction, but yesterday's bag of Yellow Crane Tower was already empty, so he didn't have time to buy it again.

Tang Yi stared at Jiang Zhijin, and frowned disapprovingly: "You have experienced a lot of accidents-it rained last night, and your waist injury happened again."

Jiang Zhijin replied: "Yes, I committed a crime."

Tang Yi gloated: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Jiang Zhijin sighed. "The pain didn't go to sleep until after five o'clock in the morning, and it was after seven o'clock—"

Jiang Zhijin paused for a moment and didn't continue, and smiled: "Later, I fell asleep until ten o'clock and suddenly remembered that there was still a child in the house who hadn't eaten, and woke up with a fright."

"As a result, he ordered takeaway by himself and remembered to save some for me."

Tang Yi couldn't be happier: "You can take care of your children. This is my rate of admission to higher education. Seriously, would you take care of senior high school students as an older young man living alone? If not, just let him live in school."

Fang Jie and his aunt had already returned. Jiang Zhijin watched Fang Jie get closer and closer with his school uniform in his arms, and replied, "You don't know, I think this kid is... lonely, the kind that strangers don't get close to. We've lived together in the dormitory for a year or two, and suddenly a new classmate from other places is added, it's hard to get used to it, not to mention his personality is so badass, when the time comes, our family Fang Jie's whole campus will be violent or something—"

Jiang Zhijin looked at Tang Yi: "I can't beat the flowers of the motherland for him, then how hard it is for you to do your job, Mr. Tang."

Tang Yi was speechless: "Then I thank you."

When they came to the front of the building, both of them stopped talking, and Jiang Zhijin straightened up.

"Then I'll take him back to pack his things first. How about you, Mr. Tang, let's have lunch together?"

"Can I eat in the Li Family Courtyard?"

"Okay, go in and order a pot of tea, you can drink for two hours."

"Hurry up and get out." Tang Yi was annoyed, "I still have class in the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, he said to Fang Jie: "Remember to come to class at seven o'clock on Sunday night."

After handing in the files and meeting with the teacher, it was past eleven o'clock, Jiang Zhijin drove out of the school and headed for the bar.

"Eat first, and after dinner, I will take you to the supermarket to see what you need to buy, and then go to the bar to get something."

The school uniforms of the three grades in Shaojiang No. [-] Middle School are all in different colors. The third grade is a red and white sportswear, which is loose and roomy. Fang Jie held it in his hand and rubbed the corner of the collar with his hands, without saying a word.

Jiang Zhijin took the time to glance at him: "Is that all right, classmate Fang."

"Okay." Fang Jie replied. "If it's too much trouble for you, I can go to the supermarket by myself."

"No trouble." Jiang Zhijin sighed again, repeating the sentence he said last night for unknown number of times. "You really don't have to be so polite."

"I want to eat the one Mr. Tang said just now, the Li Family Courtyard." Fang Jie said suddenly.

"……what?"

"Don't you want me to be polite?" Fang Jie looked at Jiang Zhijin. "That sounds expensive."

Jiang Zhijin froze for a moment, then laughed for almost a minute. There was a red light ahead, and he was still laughing when he stopped the car. Fang Jie looked at him: "Is it that funny?"

"It's not funny." Jiang Zhijin laughed while talking, "Okay, let's eat it."

"You won't let me just order a pot of tea, will you?"

Jiang Zhijin was serious: "That's okay, at least two pots of flowers in the third year of high school."

Fang Jie couldn't help being amused.

The signal light in front turned green, and the traffic was moving slowly. Jiang Zhijin looked ahead and followed the car in front, and said with a smile, "You are so rude, so can I be a little more rude?"

This was said like a tongue twister, Fang Jie asked: "What?"

"Why did you miss the monthly exam last time?" Jiang Zhijin asked.

The author says:

Tomorrow Monday, off