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Fang Jie didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Zhijin waited for a while, and wondered if he was really being too rude. Just as he was hesitating whether to change the subject, Fang Jie finally spoke.

"I learned from Lei Feng and went to do good deeds."

"……Um?"

"Really." Fang Jie's tone was very light. "When a child had an asthma attack, his mother asked me to help, so I sent him to the hospital, which was delayed for more than an hour. By the time the back-to-school exam was almost over."

He said it briefly, but it sounded believable—because no one could come up with a reason that sounded so much like "help the old lady cross the street" in the elementary school composition, it was more like the truth.

But Fang Jie was obviously in a bad mood when he said it. Apart from delaying his exam because of this incident, there must be other reasons.

Jiang Zhijin didn't ask any more questions, and said, "You're too Lei Feng—isn't it the Li Family Courtyard? I'll call first and ask if there is any space."

"...I was joking." Fang Jie was a little speechless. "Eat whatever you want, and you'll have to go to the supermarket later."

Jiang Zhijin glanced at Fang Jie, and Fang Jie immediately said, "You're welcome, I'm too full to eat in the morning, and I can't even take you to the state banquet, thank you Uncle Jiang——"

Jiang Zhijin interrupted him: "If you call those two words again, I'll really beat you. I'll be 10 years older than you. Pretend to be young."

Fang Jie sighed: "...you call me mom and sister, I can't call you uncle."

"No need." Jiang Zhijin paused, "Call me brother."

Brother Jiang, so mighty, domineering, and social.

But in the end Fang Jie still replied: "All right."

In the end, the two navigated to find a Yunnan restaurant nearby, and went to Carrefour next door after dinner.There are quite a lot of people in the supermarket on the big weekend. Jiang Zhijin originally wanted to see what Fang Jie was missing for school, but Fang Jie went around and finally took two bags of bread.

He really didn't want to order takeout early in the morning.

Jiang Zhijin, on the other hand, didn't make a sound when Fang Jie was taking things, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly realized: "Is there only wine left in my refrigerator?"

"No way." Fang Jie said, "There are still two eggs."

... No wonder the kid ordered takeaway early in the morning.

The corner of Jiang Zhijin's mouth couldn't help but bend down: "I know how to cook, really, but I'm too lazy to do it. I don't believe I will cook for you tonight."

Fang Jie glanced at Jiang Zhijin's gauze-wrapped left hand, and finally replied, "Forget it."

Although Jiang Zhijin has revealed an unreliable energy since the meeting until now, Fang Jie understands that the other party is living well by himself, but it is his sudden arrival that has brought trouble to other people's lives.

He is afraid of trouble, and he is also afraid of causing trouble to others.

Jiang Zhijin didn't insist, and took two more boxes of biscuits and milk and threw them into the shopping cart.

When they went back to the bar to pick up things again, the door of the bar had already been opened, and Zhou Hong and Gu Xun were packing inside, and they also carried Fang Jie's luggage behind the bar counter.

As soon as he saw Jiang Zhijin, Zhou Hong rushed up immediately, his voice so loud that it could be heard for miles around.

"Brother Jiang, are you doing better? I've already found out that those people are from Chang'an Avenue. I'll find someone when I get out—"

Jiang Zhijin nodded and interrupted him: "Find someone to fight again, and then go to the police station again, maybe you can still be detained. It just so happens that everyone will be locked up together."

Zhou Hong was speechless, and after a while he choked out a sentence: "Damn, forget it then?"

Jiang Zhijin patted him on the shoulder: "I will handle it myself, don't worry about it."

Gu Xun ordered a drink in the back and smiled and said, "Well, I thought of a hundred ways to block people on Tuesday, and you blocked them back."

"Gu Xun, stop coming!"

Zhou Hong and Gu Xun bickered in front, and Jiang Zhijin turned to talk to Fang Jie.

"Gu Xun and Zhou Hong, you met last night, my buddies, we met when we first got out of the army, and we've been in this bar all the time."

Not my employees, not my friends, but "dude."

"This bar didn't belong to me before, I worked here. Later, the boss was going back to my hometown and gave me a friendly price. I just saved some money and bought it."

Hearing this, Zhou Hong couldn't care less about arguing with Gu Xun, so he turned his head and said, "Brother Jiang, when he first came to the bar, I thought he had a fair face—no, he was a little tanned at that time, a little dark face, a little bit It doesn't look like someone who has been a soldier. As a result, there was an event in the bar one day, and there were so many people. He sneaked in and took advantage of the girl. Brother Jiang went up and knocked her down with one move, and didn't break the idiot's hand. "

"Stop bragging about such a violent thing." Jiang Zhijin said as he walked in. "Kid Fang Jie is still underage."

Fang Jie glanced at him: "I'm 17." It's two months away from 18.

"Hmm." Jiang Zhijin said. "Underage."

Fang Jie: "..."

Gu Xun next to him smiled so low that he almost lost his breath.

In the end, they ate dinner together. They closed the door temporarily and went to the Chongqing hot pot restaurant opposite to order a red pot. They were sweating profusely after eating in the September weather.

After dinner, the bar opens.

Jiang Zhijin's "Yunqi" is not the kind of bar where the DJ plays discs on the top and the crowd dances wildly below. Sometimes there are resident singers, and sometimes only lazy English songs are played. The distance between the tables is very large, which makes people very safe. Feeling, suitable for get off work or friends over for a drink.Jiang Zhijin watched for a while, let Zhou Hong and Gu Xun watch, and took Fang Jie away first.

The reason is that Fang Jie is going to school tomorrow night and needs to rest early.

But even so, when Fang Jie got home, it was almost ten o'clock after Fang Jie finished washing.

He washes up first, and Jiang Zhijin was still smoking in the living room when he got out of the bathroom.The TV was on, and Jiang Zhijin tuned the channel casually. When he heard the movement behind him, he turned back and asked Fang Jie if he wanted to watch TV for a while.

Fang Jie refused, saying that he wanted to pack his things.

He did go back to his room to pack his things.The clothes were hung up one by one, the shoes were put under the bed first, and all the things to be taken to school were packed—textbooks, pencil cases, notebooks, wrong question sets, and some test papers collected in a mess.

Inside was the comprehensive theory paper that he missed in the last monthly exam.

The test paper was given to him by the head teacher after scolding him for half an hour. He took the test himself. Chemistry was a bit difficult this time, and he made two mistakes. He made mistakes in multiple choice questions in physics. He scored 300 on the 281-point test paper.

Fang Jie looked at it for a while, then finally put it away and fell on the bed.

What he told Jiang Zhijin today was the truth. He did send someone to the hospital that day, a child with sudden asthma and heart problems, and a woman.

When everyone was waiting outside to enter the examination room before the comprehensive examination of science, in front of the students of the whole school, under the watchful eyes of everyone, that woman knelt down for Fang Jie, and insisted on dragging her own child to kneel down together.

At that time, how many people were there in the surrounding area plus upstairs and downstairs, two or three hundred or four or five hundred?Fang Jie didn't pay attention, because the child had an asthma attack later, probably because he was frightened, and he was sent to the hospital.

"Please Fang Jie, Auntie knelt down and begged you."

"An'an, come here and beg your brother! Do you want to call his brother to know! Kneel down and beg him!"

Fang Jie turned over and let out a long breath.

It seemed to be raining again outside, but when I listened carefully, it was just the wind from the top floor.

Zhou Tian and the two of them didn't go out much, Jiang Zhijin hurt his hand and couldn't cook, so he went to the small restaurant at the entrance of the community for dinner.After eating, it was already 06:30, Jiang Zhijin drove Fang Jie to school.

Originally Fang Jie wanted to leave by himself, but Jiang Zhijin insisted on sending him because Fang Jie had his first day of class today.

It sounds like Fang Jie has just turned three years old and is about to start kindergarten.

When he got to the school gate, Fang Jie got out of the car and closed the door. After thinking for a while, he walked around to Jiang Zhijin's window, leaned slightly over to Jiang Zhijin who was in the car, and said, "I'm going in."

"Go ahead, I'll pick you up at night." After Jiang Zhijin finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to straighten Fang Jie's school uniform collar which was being pulled crookedly by the belt of his schoolbag.

Jiang Zhijin's speed was very fast, Fang Jie could only feel the opponent's hand touching his neck, and his fingers rubbed against his neck with a little warmth. In the next second, Jiang Zhijin had already withdrawn his hand.

"Study hard and make progress every day, student Fang Jie."

... This man really thinks of himself as a three-year-old child.

Fang Jie frowned, straightened up and entered the school without looking back.

Now is the time for students to go back to school, and there are people coming and going. School uniforms and mixed voices poured into the school from the first to the third year of high school. Fang Jie first went to the administration building to find Tang Yi and get the textbooks.

There were other teachers in the office today. Tang Yi was sitting behind his desk talking about the teaching progress with another teacher. Fang Jie stood at the door and knocked twice.

Tang Yi looked up and saw Fang Jie, and immediately smiled: "The school uniform of the third year of high school looks pretty good-come in." After speaking, he pointed to the new book on his desk. "Your book, let's move it to the classroom together."

In fact, almost all the textbooks have been learned in the second semester of the second year of high school, and the whole year of the third year of high school is the sprint stage of infinite review. Then get Fang Jie's textbooks, which are all exercise sets, workbooks, test papers and the like.

Even so, there are still two stacks.

From 5 minutes to 7 o'clock, Tang Yi and Fang Jie walked to the classroom with a stack of books.

"There were originally 45 people in our class, and you have a total of 46. The study in the third year of high school is very important, but the relationship with classmates must be handled well. After all, it is a whole year. If you have any conflicts, tell the teacher first, don't deal with it yourself, let alone be emotional. Study If you have any questions, you can directly go to the teachers of each subject, even if you can’t find a foreign class in your class, they will tell you..."

From the administrative building to the teaching building, I talked all the way, without stopping for a minute.

After reaching the third floor, the bell rang. Tang Yi finally stopped talking and led Fang Jie to the classroom at the end of the corridor on the left.

The silver-white iron door was half-open, and there was a sign with white background and blue characters on the door, which read: "Grade Three (Li) Class 3".

Although the bell had already been rang, there was still a lot of people inside, like a vegetable market.Some people are talking, and some people are reciting a book - "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", and they are reciting the sentence "The sunset and the lone bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky".Tang Yi went in and stood on the podium and knocked on the table twice, and his voice dropped.

"Okay, let's be quiet for a while and introduce a new classmate to you."

Now everyone in the classroom turned their eyes to Fang Jie who was at the side.

Fang Jie was watched by more than 40 people together. It felt a bit like watching monkeys in a zoo. If Tang Yi asked him to introduce himself later, he might want to die a little.

Fortunately, Tang Yi didn't do that, and said it directly.

"Fang Jie, just transferred from another province, he will be a member of our class from now on. Just sit there, next to Xu Hang."

Although Fang Jie didn't know who Xu Hang was, following the direction Tang Yi pointed, there was only one vacant seat in the whole class.He walked over to sit down with the book in his arms, and Tang Yi's voice sounded again.

"Forget it, don't read, I don't see you guys being so active when you read the book. The old rule is to memorize the book for half an hour first, and then talk about the test paper from last time."

The classroom became active again, and the voices of reciting were louder and louder. Among them, my deskmate should be the loudest. A piece of Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin" was yelled like "Man Jianghong".Fang Jie took out his textbook, but before he opened it, the movement beside him stopped again.

Fang Jie raised his eyes, and the other party was looking at him.The hair is a bit long, which belongs to the kind of testing the edge of the grooming standards of middle school students, and I also grabbed a hairstyle, which can be seen with great care.

What is this man's name? What kind of flight?

Before Fang Jie remembered, the other party had already lowered his voice to speak.

"Hey, my name is Xu Hang, what's your name? I was playing with my phone when little Tang Seng was talking just now."

This is too honest.Fang Jie replied: "Fang Jie. The Fang of Fangyuan, the Jie of Cangjie."

Xu Hang said "Oh", and asked again after a while: "Who is Cangjie, your friend?"

"...Yes." Fang Jie glanced at him and replied, "My former classmate."

Xu Hang said "Oh" again, and then asked: "Why did you transfer to another school in the third year of high school? It's still cross-province, it's not enough for you to work hard. But it's okay, if you don't know anything, you can ask me—"

"If you ask you, you will. I haven't settled with you for passing the Chinese language test last month." Tang Yi was elusive, and he didn't know when he ran behind Xu Hang. "And what's the matter with your hair, you can braid it. You will be given an hour off at noon tomorrow, so go out and give me a push."

Xu Hang was so frightened that he lowered his head and continued to memorize "Drunken Flower Yin" vigorously. He repeated "Mist, thick clouds, and eternal day" over and over five or six times.

Tang Yi went to see Fang Jie again: "I want to get to know my classmates after class, so I will recite the books."

Fang Jie gave a low "hmm", opened the textbook, and Tang Yi paced to pick up others again.

The sky outside the window was still very bright, and there was the noisy sound of reading in my ears. The newly issued exercise books were piled up on the table. Fang Jie took a deep breath, exuding the unique aroma of ink from new books.

In a brand new city, Fang Jie's senior year begins.

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