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

Enduring the discomfort in his stomach, Feng Jiayang crawled out of bed reluctantly.He turned over and got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom in a daze. After being released, he felt extremely comfortable.

He shook it habitually, pulled up his pants, and a muffled voice suddenly came: "Remember to close the door next time you go to the toilet."

Feng Jiayang was startled, stopped immediately, and turned to look at the speaker.After seeing who it was, I was about to ask, "Why are you at my house?" and I held back abruptly.

He brought the person back by himself, he should be glad that Qi Yu didn't make a sound while he was solving it, otherwise his reputation for a lifetime might be ruined in one fell swoop.

Qi Yu was cutting ham in the kitchen and never looked back.

Feng Jiayang walked into the kitchen, hot steam came over the surface, and porridge was cooking in the pot.

He rarely enters the kitchen, and basically goes out to eat or go to grandma's house.The things that can be used in the kitchen are even more pitiful, and even the only ones are bought by Feng Yan when he comes to visit him occasionally.

"Woke up so early? Xueba is really not a normal person." Feng Jiayang reached out his hand out of nowhere to snatch a small piece of ham from Qi Yu's knife and stuffed it into his mouth, joking happily: "I can't see that you are still Can cook?"

Qi Yu glanced at him lightly, his eyes were always cold as if they couldn't melt any emotion.

Feng Jiayang yawned, and asked blankly, "What look? Could this not be eaten?"

"Go wash up," Qi Yu answered irrelevantly. He put down the kitchen knife and put the ham cut into small pieces into a plastic box. "The porridge in the pot is ready to drink. You can serve it yourself. There are pickles on the table to eat."

"Then this one?" Feng Jiayang pointed to the ham that had been cut and plated in Qi Yu's hand, indicating if he forgot something.

Qi Yu replied naturally: "When I went downstairs to buy pickles in the morning, I saw stray cats next to the trash can. These belong to them."

Feng Jiayang: "..." Fuck, in Qi Yu's heart, he is worse than a cat.

A white-eyed wolf, ungrateful, ambitious, bah, a playful person who has no intentions, and doesn't even think about who took him in who is homeless.

Feng Jiayang muttered softly while serving the porridge.

The voice was very low, Qi Yu couldn't hear clearly, he turned around and asked, "What did you say?"

"Nothing?" Feng Jiayang rolled his eyes at him, "I said that your porridge is very good-looking."

"Oh," Qi Yu went to the door and knelt down to change his shoes, "If it looks good, just look at it for a while."

After both shoes were put on, he reminded: "The school will close in half an hour, you'd better hurry up."

Feng Jiayang didn't care, he frowned lightly: "You think that broken iron gate can stop me."

"I can't stop it." Qi Yu put on his school uniform jacket and zipped it up neatly.

Feng Jiayang was sitting at the table with a bowl in his hand. Although the porridge cooked by Qi Yu didn't look good, it was very suitable for Feng Jiayang's liking.He never drank the porridge that Tommy had separated, only the kind that stuck together as thick as a paste.

"It's good to know," Feng Jiayang looked smug, and couldn't help explaining the truth to Qi Yu: "Being a person can't be too rigid, you have to dare to try, you say it's boring to follow those rules all day long, you are still too young."

Qi Yu listened carefully to the "Students' Testimonials".

Feng Jiayang was very satisfied with this and wanted to say a few more words, so Qi Yu interrupted and said, "I can't stop you from coming in, but today I'm on duty, if I don't see you before closing, I don't mind Go to the south wall and wait for you."

After thinking about it, he kindly reminded: "If you don't care about writing another review, you can consider eating slowly."

"..." The south wall, as the name suggests, is the best low wall on the south side of the school, and it is the only way for bastards like Feng Jiayang to come in late and leave early every day.

The room was extremely quiet for a moment, and the cries from the bun shop downstairs were very clear. Today's special is pork and cabbage stuffing.

Feng Jiayang didn't recover until the door was opened and closed, and he was the only one left in the empty room.

He stood up with a whoosh, went into the bathroom to wash up, and rushed to the bun shop downstairs as fast as he could, and ordered two buns stuffed with pork and cabbage.

"Xiao Feng, why did you get up so early today?" The bun shop owner asked curiously.

"I met the God of Plague." Feng Jiayang muttered, picked up the buns and ran to the school without looking back.

The access control at Yangping No. 1 Middle School is extremely strict, and the doors are opened and closed on time.In the past, some students were locked out of the school just one minute late, and it was useless to ask the guard. In the end, the parents called the class teacher, and the class teacher went to the dean to explain the situation before he was allowed to come in.

But this kind of regulation is only used to restrain good students with strong self-control. For poor students like Feng Jiayang who came late and jumped over the wall, the weekly students basically turned a blind eye, fearing that they would offend the wrong students. The person who provoked caused a lot of trouble, but there were also those who were called deadly, such as Qi Yu.

Feng Jiayang rushed to the school gate with 5 minutes left in the last one. He sweated all over his face, wiped it with his clothes indiscriminately, and then swaggered into the school gate.

There was no sign of Qi Yu in the team of valued Zhou students. Feng Jiayang wanted to show off, but his heart was empty. He walked towards one of the valued Zhou students and asked in a blunt tone: "Where's Qi Yu?"

Du Zhousheng has a shy personality. Although he has never been in touch with Feng Jiayang, he has heard a lot of rumors.The first time he was on duty as Zhou Sheng, he didn't expect to meet the school bully, let alone the school bully would talk to him.

He felt a little frightened, and rushed to his companion in a panic, begging for someone to rescue him.

"Ask you something." Feng Jiayang said impatiently.

Are good students struggling so much now to speak?

Du Zhousheng lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Feng Jiayang, he also hesitated to speak: "Qi...Qi Yu? I don't know him."

Feng Jiayang was stunned for a few seconds, then asked wonderingly, "Which class is this week's student?"

"Grade one...class one and one."

It wasn't until this moment that Feng Jiayang belatedly realized that he had been tricked by Qi Yu.

"Fuck, this dog is playing tricks." Feng Jiayang shook his schoolbag and walked towards the teaching building angrily.

Seeing Feng Jiayang leaving, Du Zhousheng breathed a sigh of relief. At first, his companion, who had been hiding far away, approached curiously, "When did you mess with Feng Jiayang?"

Du Zhousheng looked innocent and shook his head vigorously: "I didn't mess with him."

"You didn't hear him scolding you when he left, you are going to be unlucky."

The Zhou student on duty broke out in a cold sweat, and stood there in a panic, so anxious that he was about to cry, "I really didn't mess with him."

The companion persuaded: "It takes a reason to see that you don't like it. You'd better stay in the classroom honestly these days. Maybe he won't remember you after a long time."

Du Zhousheng nodded obediently.

Morning self-study is usually supervised by the monitor. Most of the classes are more casual, study and study, sleep and sleep, eat breakfast and chat, as long as you don't be too presumptuous to attract the director.

In the classroom of Class Nine, except for a few words "Who wrote the math homework?" "So-and-so, let me copy the physics paper." It's quiet.

Feng Jiayang kicked open the classroom door irritably, and strode towards his seat.

The classroom fell into silence for an instant, and even the students who had borrowed papers from everywhere just now fell silent.

Anyone with a little discernment can tell that the boss is in a bad mood today. Except for a few students who usually have a good time with Feng Jiayang, no one dares to tease him casually at this time.

He Xi put down his pen, turned his head and looked at Feng Jiayang in surprise: "I'm going to Brother Jia, what day is it today, the sun is coming out from the west?"

Feng Jiayang threw his schoolbag on the table: "Well, the sun is coming out from the west."

Wang Xiaowei is Feng Jiayang's front seat and co-founder, because of his big mouth, he is nicknamed Wang Dazui.He turned around and said, "Boss is going to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

Feng Jiayang gave him a middle finger: "I will consider killing you first before putting down the butcher knife."

Wang Xiaowei looked helpless: "Who messed with you this morning?"

Reminiscent of the phone call last night, He Xi jokingly said, "Isn't it my sister-in-law?"

"Sister-in-law, uncle." Feng Jiayang scolded.

Wang Xiaowei regained his energy in an instant, and stopped writing the paper: "What sister-in-law?"

He Xi turned his head: "Brother Jia's partner." He added in a low voice: "I went to Brother Jia's house yesterday, it's not like you don't know where his house is, we don't let you go casually because of our relationship."

Wang Xiaowei's eyes widened in surprise: "What kind of peerless beauty can get into Brother Jia's eyes."

The more He Xi spoke, the more excited he became: "I heard a voice, it seems to be a man."

Feng Jiayang: "..."

"Damn it," Wang Xiaowei couldn't digest for a while, opened his mouth wide, and said after holding back for a long time: "It's so exciting."

He Xi echoed, "That's how exciting it is."

Feng Jiayang couldn't stand the two idiots who were singing and singing in front of him, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "You're all excited, aren't you? Why don't you go out and fight."