I just want salted fish after giving scum gong happy

Wen Yun and Lin Ziqi bid farewell and went up to the second floor.

Since he came to the class some time ago and beat someone up, the students in class [-] who witnessed the whole process were a little scared when they saw him. It was obviously the most lively noon, but there was no sound in the classroom of class [-].

Wen Yun stood sideways at the door, as if he couldn't see the fear of everyone, and knocked lightly on the door of the classroom, "Ji Zhao, come out."

When Ji Zhao heard his name, he looked up subconsciously, and frowned when he saw who was coming, "What's the matter?"

"Come out and say."

Just as Ji Zhao was about to refuse, a boy next to him whispered, "Ji Zhao, just go out with him, so as not to mess up the desks and chairs in the class."

Ji Zhao raised his eyes and gave him a cool look.

"What do you mean?"

The boy's heart turned cold when he was watched, his lips twitched but he didn't say a few words. He squeezed the textbook in his hand, turned his head and lay down directly, as if nothing happened.

Ji Zhao was almost laughed out of anger, looking at the dodging eyes of the students around him, he still couldn't understand the dire situation he was in. He looked at the culprit at the door, suppressed the depression in his heart, got up and walked out through the back door.

Seeing the person coming out, Wen Yun closed the front door with his hand, raised his chin at Ji Zhao, and signaled him to follow him to the meeting room next door.

Although the students in other classes wanted to see the excitement, when the door was closed and Wen Yun's two followers stood at the door, they could only withdraw their desire to explore in resentment.

The conference room is where the teachers usually hold meetings. Now it's close to the lunch break, and there is no one there.

"what's up?"

Wen Yun didn't talk nonsense, and got straight to the point.

"I want you to help me."

Hearing this, Ji Zhao felt it was funny. With Wen Yun's identity and background, how could he help.

Except, about my brother.

"You want to inquire about my brother again?"

"No." Looking at Ji Zhao's vigilant face, Wen Yun curled his lips in satisfaction, "I've already found out about Yi Cheng."

"……what?"

"I'm looking for you now because I want you to help me get three signed photos of Yi Cheng."

"Sign, autographed photo?" Ji Zhao was confused.

Wen Yun: "Yeah, I'm glad you've heard of the recent hit "Sweetness". My friend's sister really likes Luo Xin played by him, so please let me ask you for Yi Cheng's autographed photo."

These few words contain too much information. After Ji Zhao took a few minutes to receive them, his face looked unnatural, "Can you lend me your phone?"

Seeing that the young man was no longer as calm and calm as before, Wen Yun felt as though he had pulled back a game, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and took out his cell phone from his school uniform pocket to him.

Ji Zhao managed to calm down, and as soon as he turned on the phone, he saw the page left by Wen Yun's previous search——Yi Cheng's information.

Whether it's the birthday constellation or the resume, it's all written clearly.

Ji Zhao didn't look any further, and returned the phone in a hurry.

"How about it?"

The pride in Wen Yun's tone was so obvious that Ji Zhao couldn't ignore it at all. He couldn't help observing the person in front of him seriously, and asked, "Is your purpose really just to get an autographed photo?"

"Otherwise?" Wen Yun smiled slightly.

Ji Zhao resisted the thought of beating someone, stood up from the chair, looked down at him, and said, "I will tell my brother, as for whether it will work or not, I don't know."

"Thanks."

When Ji Zhao left the meeting room, he was in extremely complicated mood. He had also guessed about Yi Cheng's career, but he didn't expect that he would be a star in the entertainment circle.

He is busy with study and work all day long, and has only occasionally heard a few words about the recent popular online dramas. How could he have thought that the most discussed "Luo Xin" on post bars and forums would be the brother he misses so much.

Ji Zhao pushed open the door of the classroom, and before stepping in, the class leader said to him: "Ji Zhao, the head teacher was here just now, and asked you to go to the office now."

Ji Zhao paused, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know." After finishing speaking, the monitor lowered his head to do his homework.

The rest of the students also avoided Ji Zhao's gaze.

After a while, the bell for lunch break rang.

Ji Zhao closed the classroom door in silence, turned around and walked towards the stairs, just in time to run into Wen Yun who had just come out of the conference room.

"Where are you going? It's lunch break."

Ji Zhao glanced at him unexpectedly, "The head teacher called me."

Wen Yun was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was nosy, snorted softly, and went back to work with red ears.

The two followers who witnessed the change in the boss's expression were a little confused, "The boss is getting weirder."

"Yes."

Ji Zhao didn't pay attention to this small episode, and after nodding with his two attendants, he went up to the third floor. After finding the teacher's office with ease, he knocked on the door.

"Report."

"Come in."

Ji Zhao turned the doorknob, opened the door and walked in. There was only the head teacher in the big and quiet office. He was sitting on a chair with a pale face.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

The homeroom teacher didn't speak, but just raised his hand and handed the note already written on the table to Ji Zhao.

Ji Zhao glanced at it, and it turned out to be a request for leave.

He looked at the teacher in charge puzzledly, "Teacher?"

The class teacher's black eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he didn't look at his students for the first time, "Ji Zhao, the police station called just now, saying that something happened to your father."

Ji Zhao was stunned, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"What happened to my father?"

The head teacher really couldn't bear it. What he was going to say next was too cruel for a minor child, but now he had to tell the truth.

He frowned, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a car accident, you should go home and have a look."

The paper in Ji Zhao's hand suddenly fell lightly to the ground.

Overcast clouds rolled, and the drizzle was like silk.

In the dilapidated and narrow mourning hall lay the body of Ji's father, covered with a white cloth, and Ji's mother was wearing a white flower, with tears on her face, sobbing and sobbing.

The thin, pale boy stood aside in black clothes, his dull eyes fell on a certain place, and the corners of the eyes were red.

Ji's father became a gambler because of his bankruptcy many years ago. His relatives and friends had already lost contact with his family. Later, he moved to City A and was even unaccompanied. Therefore, only Ji's mother and Ji Zhao were present at this small funeral.

"Zhao Zhao."

When Ji Zhao heard it, he seemed to have just come back to his senses, and looked straight ahead. In the yard where the rain was fluttering, Yi Cheng and Sheng Xinglan, dressed in black, were standing there holding umbrellas.

Yi Cheng once thought about meeting Ji Zhao again, but never expected that it would be at Ji's father's funeral. Seeing Ji Zhao's red-eyed, uncontrollable expression, he suddenly remembered something he had forgotten. plot.

The turning point in Ji Zhao's life was not the moment when he met Sheng Xinglan...it was the year when his father died and his mother had mental problems at the age of 17.

Due to family reasons, Ji Zhao's pressure doubled and he was paralyzed all day long. Not only did his academic performance plummet, but he also lost several jobs. Such a depraved life did not wake him up until he failed the college entrance examination.

He didn't get into the university he dreamed of, but life didn't allow him to stop. In the end, he was deceived by his classmates and started a lifelong entanglement with Sheng Xinglan in a bar with lights, wine and shadows.

This newspaper article really didn't treat anyone preferentially, whether it was the cannon fodder of the supporting characters in the book, or Sheng Xinglan and Ji Zhao who were the protagonists of the story.

A child was trafficked and had psychological problems.

A life of ups and downs, the final family ruined.

Obviously the plot has undergone many changes, so why did an accident happen to Ji Zhao's adoptive parents?

Sheng Xinglan on the side keenly noticed Yi Cheng's emotional changes, and couldn't help reaching out to hold his cold hand, and walked forward, "Let's go in."

Although the rain is small, the wind is strong. Even if you are holding an umbrella, there will still be raindrops floating on your body with the wind.

All of Yi Cheng's thoughts were interrupted by Sheng Xinglan's movements. Looking at the man beside him with a cold expression, he couldn't help but hold the other's hand for the first time.

Sheng Xinglan paused for a while, then led the people into the mourning hall without stopping, and bowed and mourned together.

Afterwards, looking at the pale young man, he comforted in a light voice: "Everything has a beginning and an end, there is a cause and an effect, my condolences."

Ji Zhao's eyes trembled, he looked at the man in front of him, and expressed his thanks in a hoarse voice.

He was not ignorant of what had happened to his father.

Because he owed a gambling debt for too long, the other party came to him and wanted to chop off two fingers to go back to work. Father Ji ran away in a hurry to save his hand, but was accidentally hit by a car and died on the road on the spot.

The car owner doesn't want to go to jail at a young age, and wants to be private.

Ji Zhao shouldn't have agreed, but the gambling debt owed by Ji's father is not a small number, and his mother is now having health problems, so he can't afford it at all with his ability.

Besides, there are tuition fees, daily life, utilities and rent, all of which are sums of money.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yi Cheng anxiously, "Brother, I want to have a few words with you alone, is that okay?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Cheng subconsciously glanced at Sheng Xinglan.

Sheng Xinglan felt inexplicably happy when he received the young man's gaze, and nodded slightly, agreeing.

Ji Zhao, who witnessed the whole process, did not blink his eyes. The moment Sheng Xinglan looked over, he hastily lowered his eyes and took Yi Cheng to the next room.

The next room is Ji Zhao's bedroom, which is relatively small, with only a bed and a wardrobe.Before Yi Cheng came here, it was hard to imagine that there would be such a "slum" in a place like City A.

Now, Ji Zhao's family lives in this kind of place.

Looking at such a simple room, Ji Zhao rarely felt a little shy, and after letting Yi Cheng sit down, he was about to pour him a cup of hot water.

Yi Cheng hastily called him to stop, "Zhao Zhao, I'm not thirsty, don't be too busy." After finishing speaking, she patted the seat next to her, "Sit down and talk if you have anything to do, we don't need to see each other."

Ji Zhao hesitated: "Brother, I..."

"what happened?"

Thinking about the situation just now, Ji Zhao looked at him tentatively, "What is your relationship with that Mr. Sheng?"

Yi Cheng was stunned, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I think you two are close..." Ji Zhao pursed his lips and said nervously, "It's not just as simple as friends, right?"

Yi Cheng raised her eyes suddenly, her voice could not detect any emotion, "Zhao Zhao, do you know something?"

Seeing this, Ji Zhao's breathing became tense.

After many years, he once again felt a strange sense of alienation from the person in front of him.

"I, I don't know, just, just some guesses, guesses." Ji Zhao stammered back.

Seeing his uneasiness, Yi Cheng sighed.

"Well, you guessed it right, we are indeed not ordinary friends."

"That you……"

"We are husband and wife."