There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

"I just said that Zhao Jie's grandson has a bad heart. Touching him can knock the phone into that. It's a wicked thing."

Jiang Dongnan had already scolded Zhao Jie for countless times, while Qi Yu sat quietly by the side and sorted out the papers that he talked about last week.

Jiang Dongnan gritted his teeth in hatred, as if Qi Yuxiu had paid for the five hundred yuan for his cell phone, "Feng Jiayang should have slipped his hand again and killed this grandson."

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Dongnan: "Feng Jiayang?"

"Oh, Zhao Jie pretended to be a kid when he played a ball just now, and he didn't notice the ball thrown by Feng Jiayang, so he was smashed." Jiang Dongnan took out his mobile phone and clicked on Snake.

While "eating", he complained: "God can't stand it anymore, and I want to teach this grandson a lesson."

Qi Yu smiled lightly, and his heart instantly felt warm.

Jiang Dongnan looked at Qi Yu in astonishment, and felt that the child was most likely really annoyed by being bullied, so that he was so happy from ear to ear when he heard the bad guys being taught a lesson.

He felt distressed for three seconds, and when he turned his gaze back to the phone, a snake king with a long tail bumped his head against the wall without hesitation.

After school, Qi Yu walked out of the school with his bag on his shoulders, hesitating whether he should go home or not.

He took out an old pocket watch from his bag and looked at the time. If he hurried back now, he might be able to catch up before seven o'clock.

Qi Yu doesn't want to go back, but if he doesn't go back, it means that he personally discards the relationship that he has worked hard for many years, even if this relationship has no interest at all.

Qi Yu sighed, and before taking two steps, he was stopped by a girl handing out leaflets at the school gate.

The little girl was holding her notebook nervously, not daring to raise her head to look at Qi Yu. She held back for a long time before explaining why she came: "Hello, can you help me to leave... leave your contact information? This store has just opened. Haircuts that leave contact information are half price."

The little girl is not very old, and I guess she is a work-study student. She might be a little embarrassed to distribute leaflets for the first time.Qi Yu didn't refuse, picked up the pen she handed over, and filled in his name and mobile phone number on the registration form.

Qi Yu was just about to hand it to the little girl after filling it out, when a hand suddenly appeared from behind snatched the registration form, "Yo, why is this...?"

When Feng Jiayang saw the message above, he held back what he hadn't finished speaking.

The little girl lost her nervousness just now, and when she saw another handsome guy, she boldly said, "Leave me your contact information, and you can get a half-price haircut."

Feng Jiayang glared at Qi Yu angrily, pulled the pen in Qi Yu's hand, and filled in the information in two or three strokes.

The little girl was overjoyed. She didn't expect her first job to go so smoothly. She quickly thanked the two of them and rushed into the crowd.

"Angry?" Qi Yu asked.

Feng Jiayang glanced at Qi Yu, pulled the long tune back and said, "That's not the case."

Qi Yu suppressed a smile, and explained with a serious face: "Have a haircut at half price, this is to save money for you." He also expressed his extra regret, "I just don't have a mobile phone, why don't I keep it for you."

"Yes," Feng Jiayang wanted to pry open Xueba's head to see what kind of weird brain circuit was inside, "Thank you."

Qi Yu couldn't hold back his joy.

The problem that had troubled Feng Jiayang for many days was finally cleared up. He complained: "I said why I have been calling me for various store events recently. It turned out to be you. Let me catch the culprit today. You still Do you want to quibble?"

Qi Yu shook his head: "No quibble, I plead guilty."

Feng Jiayang nodded in satisfaction, his walking pace obviously changed: "For the sake of your active repentance, the organization has decided to forgive you."

"But why do you have my phone number?" Feng Jiayang realized, "I don't seem to have given it to you."

Qi Yu answered honestly: "The last time I repaired my phone, I cared about the second one. You were so obsessed with it that you didn't pay attention." Thinking that Feng Jiayang also wrote down his number just now, he was a little surprised: "Whose number did you write? Do you have a phone number?" Two numbers?"

Feng Jiayang smiled: "He Xi's."

Qi Yu was stunned for two seconds, it turned out that they were all fellows.

Qi Yu looked at Feng Jiayang who was walking in front, the school uniform coat was casually draped over his shoulders, the loose and bulky school uniform could not cover up the two slender legs, the small scorpion tattoo faintly exposed on the white ankle seemed to be arrogantly warning Qi Yu Peeping is not allowed, Qi Yu was lost in thought for a moment and then quickly looked away.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace to keep up with Feng Jiayang, maybe he could resist peeking only when he was shoulder to shoulder with him.

Qi Yu didn't go home that day, and went to work part-time on weekends as usual, but Feng Jiayang rejected Wang Xiaowei's appointment in an Internet cafe, and studied math problems at home all afternoon, and if he was really bored, he would go to Qi Yu's store to have some cold drinks, and wait for Qi Yu to come together go home.

The two of them seemed to have discussed it, and neither of them mentioned Zhao Jie's matter again.

Qi Yu didn't hear that Zhao Jie had been suspended until school started on Monday. Of course, the reason was not because of the 500 yuan mobile phone.

On Zhao Jie's birthday last week, he invited a group of friends to sing at a ktv in the city. For rebellious high school students, not drinking alcohol is no less than losing face, and not drinking is not giving face.

In this way, near the end, there are basically all the people who can drink or not drink in the private room, but Zhao Jie quarreled and refused to let go, and then he staggered to go out to ask the waiter to order wine, and accidentally knocked into the arms of a girl .

Coincidentally, the girl's boyfriend who just broke up caught him. The boy mistakenly thought that Zhao Jie was the boy who had been hooking up with the girl. He became angry instantly, and the two beat each other. The mobile phone was also broken at that time.

Zhao Jie started the crime, and later the boy was seriously injured, so the family members were naturally not happy, so they asked people to investigate and inquire about it, and finally the trouble came to Yangping No. [-] Middle School, clamoring for the school to give an explanation.

Yangping No. [-] Middle School has been rated as an outstanding pioneer by the city for three consecutive years. This is actually a conflict among high school students. This kind of conflict occurs every year. Whether it is big or small, if it is not resolved in time, the impact will inevitably be serious. Well, finally the principal came forward in person, and Zhao Jie was temporarily suspended from school because of the seriousness of the fight with someone from another school.

Before the end of the two classes, this matter was widely circulated in the school post bar, and there were even comments from students who stayed at school on weekends, which 100% accurately restored the whole story of the personal leave.

Most of the students came to the post bar to eat melons, but occasionally one or two incarnations of justice appeared in the pile of lively comments: ask Zhao Jie to return the money for Qi Yuxiu's mobile phone.

Among them, Jiang Dongnan was the leader, and Jiang Dongnan took the trouble to read the comments over and over again. After talking a lot, everyone naturally noticed that there is such a thing as a mobile phone.

Therefore, Zhao Jie added another charge of framing a classmate.

Qi Yu didn't care if he could get the money back, anyway, the 500 yuan was finally given to Feng Jiayang and not someone else.

When school was about to leave, Cheng Junwen ran over suddenly, threw him an envelope with an ugly face, and warned Qi Yu to delete the comment in a blunt tone.

Qi Yu didn't react, he didn't understand the comment until he opened the envelope and saw the five hundred yuan inside.

Jiang Dongnan talked to him when he posted, but he didn't remember the specific content.

He glanced at the money and stuffed it casually into his trouser pocket. As for the comments, he has no right to care what others say, and he doesn't bother to care.