Police Tom and Doctor Jerry

On the desk in the bedroom, there are math papers and exercise books spread out.Jiang Nan looked at Wang Heng's lecture paper and his signature, and sat there for a while.Soon, he opened the drawer of the desk, took out a matt, and practiced the name in Wang Heng's handwriting for a while.He wrote seriously for 10 minutes before his wrists became sore. The focus was extremely boring and there was no fun at all.He heard from his mother that Wang Heng practiced calligraphy for two hours, and he sighed in his heart: He is really not human!

Thinking of this, he persevered in practicing for a while, and then thought of showing it to the other party. A man must not lose face, and he must not let the other party underestimate him. He persisted in practicing for more than an hour before giving up.

Tang Wenhui was a little surprised to see her son get into the bedroom when he came home recently.She took the opportunity to go upstairs to deliver fruit, and when she knocked on the door, she saw Jiang Nan was practicing calligraphy on his stomach. This was something his son couldn't remember for 800 years.She asked in surprise: "Why do you think of practicing calligraphy? You were not even asked to practice before."

"I want to practice, Wang Heng's handwriting is so good!" He deliberately brought the topic to Wang Heng.

"Yeah! You can learn from him! You just know him well!" Tang Wenhui was relieved to see her son start to take her affairs seriously.

She asked again: "The second year of high school is about to be divided into arts and sciences. Do you want to study arts or science?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nan raised his head, "What does Wang Heng study? Liberal arts or science?"

"Science, his mother mentioned it to me last time." Tang Wenhui said with absolute certainty.

Jiang Nan pondered for a while, "Oh! Then I'll think about it. Mom, think it over, and I'll tell you." Tang Wenhui felt a little uncomfortable with her son's sudden sensibleness recently, so she patted Jiang Nan's shoulder, and said in an extremely gentle tone, "Okay! Okay, tell me. I'm going downstairs, you can read."

Jiang Nan looked at the calendar on the table, there was still more than a month before the end of the term, fortunately he hadn't learned much in high school, and checked his own ranking on the big list, and if he wanted to go to Class 50, at worst he had to be the first in the year group [-] people.Looking at the gap, his head hurts a little, and the pain is useless. Who made him want to eat swan meat?What's more, the swan is beautiful and seductive. He has a deep understanding of what it means that not seeing each other in one day is like three autumns, and not seeing each other in autumn is like three years.

Thinking of this, he began to make a study plan, how much time he spent every day studying mathematics, physics and chemistry, and how much time he spent memorizing English words and writing English papers.He looked at the study plan and felt that there was generally no problem, so he decided to try it for a week.

Jiang Nan ate a few mouthfuls of the fruit that Tang Wenhui brought over, rested for a few minutes, and began to review the math problems Wang Heng taught him, and did the math workbook again.I reviewed physics and chemistry for a while, and I also recited English for a while.He feels that today's learning efficiency is unprecedentedly high, and even started to get a little excited when doing the questions. It turns out that a lot of knowledge is not difficult, but he didn't pay attention. What's more important is that he has a goal, and his goal is where Wang Heng is-- -- Yiban, with a look of determination on his face that he had never seen before, at this moment he realized that his life seemed to be different, because a person had the motivation to struggle and the direction to work hard.

It has been a week since Jiangnan went to Wang Heng's house again. Like last time, he brought papers and exercise books, but he brought an extra calligraphy practice book. In short, he had everything ready, and he came prepared.

At the same time, in the afternoon, the two mothers were still chatting in the living room, and Jiang Nan followed Wang Heng into each other's bedroom with his schoolbag slung across his shoulders.The two were about the same size, about 175, and the bedroom became crowded in an instant when two young men were squeezed into it.Wang Heng was still sitting on the bed next to the desk, watching Jiangnan take papers and exercise books out of his schoolbag.

As for the impression Jiangnan gave him, he was still impressed when he was in junior high school. He was tanned, not tall, half a head shorter than himself, very thin, and a wild child.He has a good memory, everyone he has met has impressions, and traces can be found in his brain, so Jiangnan's first impression of him is not good.

Goodbye is the time when Jiangnan and his classmates asked him for an autograph in the corridor some time ago, but he didn't recognize the person standing against the wall as Jiangnan at that time, because the change was too great, and he grew a lot taller, comparable to himself , the skin is not as dark as imagined, the red sweater makes the whole person whiter than the average person, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with a smile on the lips, standing loosely against the wall.Originally smiling with crooked brows and eyes, he seemed to be taken aback when he came out, because the smile on the other party's face obviously froze instantly when he came out.The whole person looks pleasing to the eye, at least more pleasing to the eye than most people.At this time, Wang Heng didn't know that his aesthetic vision was very high, and he was basically handsome if he was pleasing to the eye.

Knowing about Jiangnan, he mostly listened to Aunt Tang's narration. When the two mothers were chatting, he would occasionally listen to it. He heard Aunt Tang say how naughty Jiangnan was and how he didn't like studying. He often took the opportunity to sneak out and go out with Jiang Shengzhou to play class topics.

At this time, he looked at the person in front of him, except for looking at the sun, he didn't see any naughty traits, and he didn't talk much, maybe he restrained himself in front of him, he guessed.

Seeing that the other party took out the exercise book and papers, and then took out a matts book from his schoolbag, he was startled for a moment, his eyes lingering on the matts book for a few seconds.

As expected, the other party opened the matts book and handed it to him, saying: "I practiced it, please help me to read it."

Sitting by the bed, Wang Heng stretched out his hand to take the matt book handed over by the other party.He flipped through a few pages, and he was quite serious, at least better than when he came last week.

Jiang Nan stared closely at the other person's face, never letting go of the expression on his face, but there was no fluctuation on the other person's face, but his eyes moved as the pages of the book were turned, and he opened his mouth after turning the pages, "Compared to the last time I wrote It's better, do you want to continue practicing?"

Jiang Nan didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to ask him if he would continue to practice. This opportunity should not be missed. He didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Practice!"

"Then I'll write some initials for you, and you go back and practice according to the initials." After speaking, Wang Heng picked up the pen, and started to work hard on the matt at the corner of the table.

At this moment, Jiang Nan was sitting on a chair, and Wang Heng lowered his head to write at the corner of the table. When Jiang Nan lowered his head, he almost touched the other party's head.The distance between each other is so close that you can see the pores on the other's white skin and the fluff on the ears; you can see the smooth jaw line, the high nose bridge and the slightly pursed lips; the close one can even smell the other person's body. The scent of ink; what's more, you can hear the other party's faint breathing.

In an instant, he had an idea that even made him unbelievable, and he was shocked by his own idea.Thinking of his absurd thoughts, he instantly suppressed this unrealistic fantasy.Looking up, he saw that the other party had finished writing the initials and was checking his paper.

"Which one won't?" Wang Heng's voice had no warmth, and his tone remained the same as before.

Jiang Nan pointed to the blank space of the test paper, "This way."

Only to hear Wang Heng ask again: "Is there any wrong question book?"

"No!" Jiang Nan replied.

After hearing this, Wang Heng frowned slightly, took out a notebook from the drawer, and handed it to him, "Use this." Jiang Nan took it, opened it, and saw that the other party's name had been written on the title page, but inside was empty.

"Thank you." Jiang Jiang liked it when he saw the name on it. This is the book with the other party's name on it.

After finishing speaking, the two began to talk about the topic. Wang Heng took a pen and white paper and explained to each other step by step, very carefully.Although he is indifferent, he still gives enthusiastic guidance and patience to those who are serious about learning. Of course, the premise is that this person is not too stupid, because he does not like to waste time, and time is precious to him.

Now Jiangnan belongs to people who are not stupid, of course he doesn't know what Jiangnan thinks.For Jiang Nan, although the other party had slender fingers and a good-looking face, he didn't dare to distract himself for a moment, and listened carefully, for fear of leaving the other party with a stupid and stupid impression.

After Wang Heng finished speaking the questions, he found a few more questions of the same type in the exercise book, and changed to others when he felt that there was no problem.

Jiang Nanxue has become smarter. He knows that learning is not a matter of dead learning. Taking the opportunity, he seriously asked for advice on how to study, including how to organize the wrong question books. He asked carefully.Interspersed with these contents, three other subjects were covered.

In the middle, Wang Heng's mother gave fruit and water, otherwise Wang Heng would have turned into a thirsty crow.Jiang Nan spent an afternoon making up classes with Wang Heng, and finally returned home.

The time of more than a month is not long or short. Jiangnan passed Wang Heng's make-up class and worked hard on his own. In the final exam, he finally squeezed into the top 40 of the year group, ranking [-]th.

When the semester started in autumn, I successfully squeezed into a class.Gao Zhibo ranked 49th. He was driven by Jiangnan. He had no choice but to learn from his playmates, so he had to follow suit.

On the first day of school, Jiangnan looked at his seat, then at Wang Heng's seat, almost diagonally, and a few big words flashed in his mind: "It's too fucking far away! No, I have to find a way."

He was a day student, and when he came home from school at night, he and Tang Wenhui had been vaccinated in advance, "Mom, I'm in the same class as Wang Heng, and I saw him today."

Tang Wenhui was very happy that Jiangnan was admitted to the first class, and at the same time told him: "Then take care of him, and do what you can to help."

Jiang Nan took the opportunity to say: "Then I'll find a seat with the teacher, it's more convenient to be at the same table with him."

"Alright, can I help you?" Tang Wenhui asked hesitantly.

"No, I can find a teacher myself."

Jiang Nan is a man of action. On the second day, when self-study was over early, he went to find Comrade Lao Yang, who was in charge of the class. When Comrade Yang heard about Wang Heng's family situation, Jiang Nan expressed that he wanted Wang Heng to help with his academic performance. Comrade Lao Yang agreed without saying a word.

When Wang Heng came back from taking the papers from the teacher, he ran into Comrade Yang at the door and told him that his deskmate had changed. He was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "Got it, teacher!" and walked back to the classroom.

Seeing Wang Heng coming back, Jiang Nan immediately got up and let him in.The two said that they were familiar but not yet familiar, and that they were unfamiliar but not unfamiliar. This was embarrassing.Because the two of them didn't talk about extra topics other than talking about the topic.At this time, the two people who were sitting looked at each other, not knowing what to say in the first sentence.

Jiang Nan was nervous like a deer bumping around in his heart, and he opened his mouth timidly: "You don't need to introduce yourself!"

Wang Heng replied indifferently, "No, I'm not mentally retarded."

After sitting in a row, Jiangnan happened to sit in front of Gao Zhibo again. He leaned on the table with his elbows, and almost laughed out loud when he heard the conversation between the two people in front of him, but he held back abruptly because of the affection of his classmates.

Jiang Nan was choked up and didn't say anything more.Then the class bell rang, and the math teacher came in and started the class.He felt that compared with Wang Heng, he was that ugly duckling.Wang Heng is like a white swan, white and beautiful.Now that Swan was sitting next to him, Jiang Nan didn't dare to slip away, and he listened to all the lessons very seriously.They don’t dare to write like a dragon or a phoenix anymore, and Xiaoqiang and Gou Crawler no longer dare to show their heads in their homework books. In short, Jiangnan was put on a small splint, and he can’t let himself go as he pleases.

He didn't slip away in class, but he observed that Wang Heng often slipped away, and he couldn't tell when he took out a book from the desk.One class took out a copy of "Confessions", another class took out a thick "Leaves of Grass", and later even took out a copy of "New Testament".

Seeing this, his eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "The taste of swans is different..."

Seeing that Jiangnan was still in a daze after class, Gao Zhibo patted him on the back, "What are you doing? Why do you feel that you are stupid this semester?"

Just as Jiang Nan was about to say "roll", he remembered the swan next to him, swallowed the words, and said leisurely, "I'm thinking about life..."

Gao Zhibo didn't expect Jiangnan to say such a serious sentence, he slapped the table a few times with laughter, and finally said out of breath with joy, "Don't bother, you continue!"

Zhang Chao and Gao Zhibo are at the same table, and they have played basketball with Jiang Nan, so they are fairly familiar.Listening to the two talking, they also smiled.

Jiang Nan ignored him, and simply did the homework left by the teacher in the previous class, and Wang Heng could still ask for advice.After not doing a few questions, another class started.It was noon in a blink of an eye, and Jiang Nan thought that he could have lunch with Wang Heng, which was a good plan.As a result, he left the teaching building and searched around the cafeteria without seeing a single shadow. He turned around and asked Zhang Chao who came with Gao Zhibo, "Where is Wang Heng?"

"He went to the teacher's cafeteria to eat." Zhang Chao said without surprise.

Jiang Nan said "ah" with doubts, Zhang Chao saw his rare and strange expression, and explained: "Student masters have privileges."

Hearing what the other party said, Jiangnan suddenly looked like an eggplant beaten by Qiushuang---withered, and he didn't even eat his lunch well.

Except for class in the afternoon, Jiang Nan was busy with his homework between classes, and occasionally asked a few questions, and did not talk to Wang Heng at all other times.Apart from drinking water and going to the toilet all day, Swan can sit still without saying a word. Most of the time he is not reading a book but doing problems. Mouth of the gourd.The good thing is that he can look at the side of the other person at any time, or look at the other person's handwriting to feel at ease. Sitting here, he feels that everything has something to do with the word "beauty".

Even though he was suffocated, he still controlled his speaking frequency, and only occasionally turned around to chat with Gao Zhibo and Zhang Chao.

After school in the evening, Jiangnan saw Wang Heng walking to the school gate alone with his schoolbag on his back, and at the same time wearing a mask.He asked Zhang Chao who came out with him, "Wang Heng walks by himself every day?"

"Yes!" Zhang Chao replied.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" Jiang Jiang asked.

"I heard that I encountered harassment..." Zhang Chao leaned over and whispered.

Jiang Nan's eyes darkened, he had already left the school gate, and saw Wang Heng waiting for the bus at the bus station from a distance.A person, wearing a blue and white school uniform, carrying a black schoolbag, a black peaked cap and a black mask, with white earphones plugged into his ears, his eyes looking forward, his body standing straight, like green pine and green bamboo.The tall and thin man looked alone and lonely on the platform.

Jiang Nan looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze again.He didn't dare to look any further, afraid he couldn't help but run over, at this moment Tang Wenhui had come to pick him up, so he could only hastily opened the door and got into the car.

In the car, he heard from Tang Wenhui that Wang Heng's mother had recently been admitted to the hospital in a serious condition. Jiang Nan was even more worried, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Heng would not come for the next week.

On the first day before Wang Heng came, he heard Tang Wenhui tell about the death of Wang Heng's mother.The funeral was held in a hurry. Tang Wenhui took Wang Heng to organize it. His mother said that Wang Heng was extremely capable. She taught him what to do, and Wang Heng was extremely agile.Even if the relatives of his father who had been dead for many years came to make trouble at the funeral, they did not show any embarrassment at all, and their words were sharp and clear, which made all the unreasonable relatives speechless.

Tang Wenhui said worriedly: "His father and your father are old classmates and colleagues. Before your Aunt Zhang passed away, you entrusted Wang Heng to me. You should take care of him at school. If you can persuade him to come to live with us more Okay, so it’s convenient for me to take care of him together. I heard that he runs a boarding school, you can persuade him.”

Wang Heng is sensible and capable because he grew up in the year his father died. Although he didn't see it himself, the fact must be like this.Thinking of these Jiangnan felt uncomfortable, so he only responded and went back to the bedroom.

When Wang Heng came to school again, a week had passed.When the other party walked into the classroom, he was still the same as usual, wearing a school uniform and a mask, with no expression on his face, the peaked cap on his head was pressed down very low, and his eyes were hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat, so that he couldn't see clearly Are Wang Heng's eyes still red?

At this time, Jiang Nan realized that he would start to protect him in the future.Wang Heng went to the seat and sat down, took off his hat and mask, no sadness or joy could be seen on his face, only the corners of his eyes were still red.Jiang Nan had mixed emotions in his heart, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and he couldn't explain clearly.

Jiang Nan flipped through his schoolbag, only to remember that there were Lindt chocolates that Jiang Yingying mailed back from the United States in the bag.He flipped out, under the table, and secretly reached out to Wang Heng, "Do you want chocolate?"

Wang Heng looked at it for a while, and finally said, "I want golden candy wrappers."

Jiang Nan followed the other party's gaze and looked at the candy in his hand. He had eaten it many times and knew that the golden candy wrapper was white chocolate.Xin said: "Uh, I'm quite picky." Without saying a word, he picked out all the yellow candy wrappers with his hands and handed them over.

"Thank you." Wang Heng replied.

Jiang Nan took the opportunity to ask again, "Do you want to live on campus?"

"En." Wang Heng responded.

Jiang Nan was silent for a few minutes, he really wanted to say directly: "Come and live at my house!" But he was afraid that Wang Heng's self-esteem would not be able to bear it.After much deliberation, he couldn't find the right words, and the timing wasn't right, so he could only wait.

He had a headache from thinking about it, and finally put his head on the table helplessly and bumped it a few times.Seeing this, Gao Zhibo from behind asked, "What's wrong with Jiangnan?"

"It's okay!" Jiang Nan replied.

"Do you think you are trying to be tough?" Gao Zhibo teased.

"Then you have to try the south wall, how can you use a table!" Jiang Nan retorted.

Wang Heng chewed chocolate, turned a deaf ear to chatting left and right, sometimes sat on a chair in a daze, and sometimes stared blankly out of the window.He has not yet broken out of the grief of his mother's death, and now he feels that he has completely become a blade of grass in the field, with no shelter, no home or relatives, and only a house full of cold and hard Empty house with furniture.All the life traces and memories related to the parents were sealed in that empty house, cold and lifeless.

He withdrew his gaze from the window, his eyes were a little sour, and he simply lay down on the table to rest for a while.But the images of his mother's death and funeral always drilled into his mind, stirring the tense nerves in his brain, so that he didn't feel sleepy at all. He could only sit up again, and took out a copy of "Tao Te Ching" from the desk. , I want to use it to relieve emotions.

Jiang Nan looked at Wang Heng either fidgeting or in a daze, and finally took out a "Tao Te Ching" to read, guessing that the other party was in a very bad mood.

He began to hate his poor Chinese, and couldn't even think of a decent word of comfort.He pondered for a long time, pondered for a while, and finally tore a note from the notebook, wrote it for a while, folded it twice, and handed it to the other party carefully.

Wang Heng looked at the note handed over by his deskmate, opened it and flattened it, and then saw the handwriting clearly: Don't worry, there will be my mother and me in the future.Normally, he would definitely be looked down upon by the ugly characters, but at this time, the beauty and ugliness of the characters is no longer important, what is important is the content of the characters.He felt a warm current slowly flowing into his heart, soaking the riverbed in his heart that was about to dry up.Even though the warm current didn't have any practical effect at this time, it was like a life-saving straw, giving him hope for life.

Jiang Nan saw his dark eyeballs move, his eyelashes swept up and down like a curtain, and he didn't speak.But Jiang Nan still felt that the other party was sneaking a glance at him from the corner of his eye.