When Aquaman is the best villain

Jiang Yao originally only planned to stay in the country for one day, but he didn't expect the scenery in the country to be too charming, and Grandpa Jiang was so hospitable, he finally waited until the weekend afternoon to leave.

He brought big bags and small bags, all kinds of food from Grandpa Jiang, and sat on the back seat of Fu Yuan's motorcycle waving at Grandpa Jiang.

"Grandpa Jiang! Goodbye, I will come to see you next time!"

Grandpa Jiang had tears in his eyes, and his face was full of reluctance.

After the motorcycle disappeared on the country road, Grandpa Jiang slowly turned around and entered the house. He took out a book from the bookcase in the bedroom, and with a few trembling fingers, he turned to the last page.

A yellowed photo lay there quietly.

Grandpa Jiang sighed softly.

"Wanyu, your child has the same temper as you, he keeps everything on his mind, and has his own ideas in everything."

"You have a temper that hits the south wall, and so does he. I am an old man, and I just hope that the children are well. I can't bear the scene of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man again."

"I don't know if A Yuan will be better now that he has one more person by his side. At least he can be persuaded when he is at the edge of a corner. Don't be like you back then, insisting on going to death, alas."

Grandpa Jiang looked depressed.

The woman in the photo has a delicate appearance, bright eyebrows and eyes, a sassy and neat feeling all over her body, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is as bright as the sun.

……

The weather is getting cooler and cooler, and the sweet-scented osmanthus trees have bloomed for a season, and the ground is slowly falling golden in the daily wind and rain.Jiang Yao's school began to prepare for the late autumn cultural performance. Originally, the school planned to reject senior high school students from participating in the performance, but in the end they couldn't help complaining and reluctantly opened up some places.

From this point of view, this high school student really hasn't entered the state of the college entrance examination, at least until now, Jiang Yao hasn't felt it yet.

It may be because of Jiang Yaolu's skill in the previous music class. During the recess, the Minister of Literature and Art came to the door and asked him if he would like to participate in this art performance. Because the activities held by the school this time are quite famous in the whole province, so It is very likely that some important people will be present, and participating in such a program is also a good opportunity, and it may be helpful for further studies.

Jiang Yao thought about it and agreed.

For this cultural performance, Jiang Yao was really busy for a week or two, and he didn't have time to contact Fu Yuan, and sometimes he didn't even have time to answer his phone.

During another rehearsal, Han Zhao stood in the background and helped Jiang Yao look at some belongings. Although he is a member of the basketball team, he can also play the violin. Get along with Jiang Yao.

Because it was one of the few rehearsals, even the lights were used on the stage. Jiang Yao's elegant posture playing the piano in a white shirt was as beautiful as an ink painting under the light, and Han Zhao was a little fascinated by it.

At this time, a mobile phone rang suddenly, which seemed a little faint in the sound of rehearsal.

Han Zhao hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the caller ID on the phone: Fu Yuan.

He glanced at Jiang Yao who was immersed in the sound of the piano on the stage, and walked out of the rehearsal room.

The bell rang a few times before it was over, but the other side called again after a while, and Han Zhao connected the phone.

A deep male voice came from the opposite side, "Yaoyao?"

"Student Fu Yuan, it's not convenient for Jiang Yao to answer the phone now, you can call him later."

There was silence on the other side, and there was a slight hint of coldness in the voice, "Who are you? Why is Yaoyao's cell phone with you? Where is he?"

Han Zhao snorted coldly, "The motorcycle of classmate Fu Yuan at the school gate last time was really eye-catching. I still remember it. Jiang Yao is very busy now, so don't bother him if you are a gangster outside the school. If you wish him well, you should stay away from him.”

Fu Yuan laughed back angrily, "How dare you tell me that—"

Before he finished speaking, Han Zhao hung up the phone.

Fu Yuan was so angry that he kicked over the chair in front of him, and the strong men standing in the room looked at each other, not daring to say anything.It was Li Xingtou, who guessed what was going on as soon as he turned his head, and leaned forward to come up with an idea, "Brother Fu, but which one who has no eyesight made you angry? Don't bother you, we brothers clean up the guy Go and teach him a lesson! See if he dares to—”

Fu Yuan glanced at him coldly.

Li Xing's mouth turned faster than his brain. Seeing that Fu Yuan's expression was not good, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Hey, I'm just joking! Everyone is a civilized person, why would they copy someone at every turn? Wouldn't it be the same if he did it?" Are street gangsters the same?"

Hearing the word bastard again, Fu Yuan's expression became even worse, "Shut up if you can't speak."

Li Xing sighed, quickly pulled back the ledger that had just been placed on the table, and said flatteringly, "Brother Fu, if you have something urgent to do, go and deal with it first. There is no rush for these tasks, I will take care of them for you!"

Fu Yuan took a deep look at him, and finally condescended to hum when Li Xing was sweating profusely.

Han Zhao on the other side greeted Jiang Yao after the rehearsal was over. He first helped them put on their coats, then talked about the phone call just now, and explained repeatedly that he answered it because the phone kept ringing.

"It's okay," Jiang Yao smiled, "Thank you for your help, it's already so late, please wait for me."

Han Zhao quickly shook his head, "No trouble, we all rehearsed together."

Jiang Yao smiled again, but said nothing.

Piano rehearsals are always at the end of the schedule. If Han Zhao hadn't been waiting for him every day, he wouldn't have to go home until now.But the other party was obviously willing, and he couldn't tell the truth.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to something to eat." Jiang Yao said with a smile.

It was almost dark by this time, and the night market outside the school had stalls, so Jiang Yao took Han Zhao to the left and right to walk around. Without the care of the housekeeper and driver in his previous life, he fully enjoyed the freedom of high school.

On the contrary, Han Zhao was worried that he would spoil his stomach, so he carefully and tactfully persuaded him several times.

Jiang Yao directly stuffed a small octopus ball into his mouth.

However, just as he turned around, a person bumped into him suddenly, and the octopus ball box in Jiang Yao's hand was knocked off, and all the oil splashed on the person.

Before Jiang Yao could react, he heard the other party say angrily, "Do you have eyes?"

Han Zhao frowned, and pulled Jiang Yao behind him, "Gu Shaobin, it was you who didn't look the way and bumped into someone else, you should apologize to him."

Gu Shaobin was covered in oil stains, his head was about to explode, and he could not help but raise his head in disbelief when he heard the other party ask him to apologize.

"Sorry?! Are you dreaming?"

Gu Shaobin glanced at the man under Han Zhao's firm protection, and sneered, "I didn't expect that Young Master Han was in such a good mood. Instead of attending the family banquet, he ate street snacks instead. It turned out that the drunkard didn't care about drinking."

Han Zhao heard his disdain for Jiang Yao in his words, and said coldly, "Be respectful, this is the school, not your family."

"Besides, aren't you here too? What, it's because your brother stole your limelight? Did you sneak out because you were so angry?"

The Han family and the Gu family are family friends. Even though Gu Shaobin and Han Zhao have been at odds since childhood, they both know each other's situation well, and they know how to quarrel to hit each other's nails when they quarrel.

Just like at this time, Gu Shaobin was furious as if he had been caught seven inches, and his eyes were like knives on Han Zhao's body.

Jiang Yao was a little surprised when he heard the quarrel between the two of them back and forth, which had completely changed from an accident at the beginning to a personal grievance.

Unexpectedly, Han Zhao was low-key like an ordinary student in school. It turned out that he was also the son of a wealthy family. The Han family... If the information recorded in the system before is good, it is also a fairly well-off family in the local area.

It's just that these two people are still like half-grown children, standing on the street of the night market and arguing.

Jiang Yao took off his coat and handed it to Gu Shaobin, "I'm sorry, you can use my coat to block it, I will compensate you for the cleaning fee later."

"Compensation? Can you afford it? I have these limited editions," Gu Shaobin snorted coldly, "I don't want your coat, I'm pretending to be kind."

Han Zhao couldn't see his annoying appearance, so he pulled Jiang Yao back and said, "Leave him alone, whether you want to love him or not."

Gu Shaobin raised his brows, and quarreled with him again. After a few words, Han Zhao looked back, only to see that Jiang Yao, who had been standing beside him, had disappeared.

"Are you looking for your baby lump? He has already left with someone else." Gu Shaobin gloated.

"Who did you go with?"

"The person you can't afford to offend, that kid from the Fu family," Gu Shaobin smiled meaningfully, "The person you're looking for is not simple. Everyone in the Fu family has something to do with him."

Han Zhao gave him a cold look, "Stay away from him."

Gu Shaobin shrugged, smiled without saying a word.

In fact, Jiang Yao didn't intend to leave Han Zhao without saying goodbye, but when he was watching the two quarrel, a pair of arms behind him directly wrapped his arms around his waist and carried him away. If he hadn't noticed the familiar aura, he would have shouted speak up.

In the dark alley, Jiang Yao stared at the person in front of him somewhat speechlessly.

"What the hell are you doing, you almost scared me."

Fu Yuan remained silent, staring at Jiang Yao's side face with the moonlight behind his back, bent slightly to wrap him in his arms.Jiang Yao could hear his heavy breathing, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"You didn't just run over, did you?"

"...you don't answer my call."

This tone sounded a little bit aggrieved.

"Didn't I tell you before? I will be busy these two weeks."

"Then why is your phone in someone else's place?"

"Others?" Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, "Oh, you mean Han Zhao, he also participated in the art performance, and usually rehearses together, so he helped me out because I was inconvenient to answer the phone today."

Fu Yuan felt like a fire was blocked in his heart, but he couldn't say it to Jiang Yao, he could only be bored in his heart, the more bored the worse.

Han Zhao is Jiang Yao's deskmate, he really has nothing to say, besides, in what capacity can he express his dissatisfaction?

At most, he can only be said to be Jiang Yao's elder brother, not a relative.

Fu Yuan frowned and pondered, but suddenly a hand was placed between his brows, and he lowered his head to meet Jiang Yao's smiling eyes.

"Don't be angry, brother Fu Yuan, next week is the cultural performance, would you like to come and see my performance? If I can captivate you, the audience, I'm sure I'll be very happy."

As usual, when the word "brother" came out of Jiang Yao's mouth, Fu Yuan's heart would always be slightly touched, but there seemed to be a slight difference.

"...Call again," Fu Yuan said hoarsely.

Jiang Yao looked at him suspiciously, and asked tentatively, "Brother Fu Yuan? Brother?"

My heart was itchy, like being scratched by a cat.

Fu Yuan suddenly felt a hot feeling in his body, he straightened up to cover up, and coughed lightly.

"Understood, I will go to your performance."

Jiang Yao frowned suddenly, "Then I'll wait for you."