Brother Christine

During the military training, I have to take two self-study sessions on military theory every night. There are lecture halls for each major. The teachers in the class are the teachers of the school.

Shen Qing listened to his lectures a few days ago, they were all from the newly issued textbooks, after drawing all the key points of the exam in one class, in the rest of the time, she would talk to them about various firearms, ammunition, military weapons.

This teacher talked a lot, chatting about the range of missiles, and it touched on the current international situation, fierce competition under the trend of multi-polarization, love and hatred among the five permanent members, and zero-sum game trade wars and artillery fire in a peaceful environment. The Middle East where there are endless cries...University teachers have few courses, and spend most of their time caring about national affairs. Surging patriotic feelings are sprayed out, and when it comes to excitement, they raise their hands and slap on On the multimedia, the first sentence shouts "I am mighty in China", and the next sentence is shaking the earth.

There are more than 200 students sitting at the bottom, listening to the teacher's lecture with tiger eyes. What is said at the top is what the bottom is listening to. It doesn't matter whether the exam is taken or not, anyway, the notes are remembered quickly.

This teacher probably usually chats with other teachers about national affairs, and often has disagreements with others. At this moment, the earth is on the soles of his feet, and he is the only one in the audience to dominate the speech. There is no one in this group of young kids who have just graduated from high school. Retorting, listening to whatever is taught, has become the teacher's confidant baby, which is rare for the teacher.

But tonight, Shen Qing didn't plan to be the teacher's confidant, he was going to find his brother.

The test site of the military theory test has been made into a document and posted in the group, Shen Qing roughly glanced at it, there are more than eight pages, and it can be done by reciting it overnight before the test.What he is best at is carrying things.

His mother knows that he recites things fast, and he doesn't talk every day since he was a child. He just sits under a tree and thinks about things. Asking him to report, Shen Qing gave a perfunctory "Yeah", and turned around to report.

For him, arts and sciences are all the same. Things like exams are all routines. If you read a lot of routines, you will be easy to master.

For example, since he was three years old and didn't know a few words, he began to follow his mother to listen to Chinese lessons. The methods of ancient poetry analysis, the imagery type needs to write and describe the picture + atmosphere characteristics + express feelings, and the analysis skills type needs to answer. +Why do you use this method+ to express feelings, refine the font, explain the meaning of words + expand the narrative + express/emphasize feelings, and the rest of the "one word leading the whole poem" and "analyzing language characteristics" are all engraved In his mind, before he started to formally learn, he was almost vomiting.

There are also all kinds of tricky ways of analyzing various articles, analyzing words and sentences, and getting to the bottom of it. His mother lectures, and he can't help him if he doesn't want to listen.With a full score of 95 in Chinese, he could get more than 80 points. Later, he got a full score of [-]. When he wanted to write a composition, he could get [-] points. If he didn’t want to write a composition, he could score more than [-] points.

The military theory teacher firmly believes that his lectures are very attractive, and he never calls names in class. Shen Qing thinks this is a very good character.

At the end of the military training in the evening, Shen Qing received his meal as usual, then took a bath and washed his clothes. After finishing everything, he put on a loose and comfortable pure black half-sleeves, eight-quarter-length trousers, changed his sneakers, put on his mobile phone and put on a hat , before leaving, she stood in front of the full-length mirror.

"Handsome boy," Yaoji lay on the bed while doing homework and listening to music. When he saw it, he smiled and began to gossip: "Hey, are you going on a date?"

"Take the express delivery." Shen Qing said.

"Express delivery?" Yaoji clicked his tongue and asked, "What did you buy?"

"Pencil bag."

"Oh." Yaoji lost interest and continued to lower his head to do his homework.

Shen Qing looked back at him, the other party was seriously working on the question, he opened his mouth, closed it again, turned his head and opened the door to leave.

The Sports Building in the Eastern District is next to the Cainiao Post Station. Jiang Xiao received a text message when he was on duty downstairs at noon. Ma Qingqing also happened to go to pick up the courier at that time. When he saw it, he gave him the barcode and brought it back for him.

Classes are full in the afternoon, and I have to bring people here to set up the venue in the evening. Things have been left at the front desk on the first floor. It was almost nine o'clock when the tables and chairs inside were almost moved, and Jiang Xiao came out to pick them up.

"Are you done?" Ma Qingqing was on duty at the front desk tonight, playing games with earphones, when she saw Jiang Xiao came out with a group of boys, she raised her head.

"Yeah." Jiang Xiao came over, flipped through the duty record book, and a dozen boys behind him came to the front desk and called "Sister Qing" a few times.

"You haven't eaten tonight, have you?" Ma Qingqing glanced at them a few times, and then his eyes fell on Jiang Xiao: "After I finish my shift, go out and have a meal?"

Several boys were very excited when they heard this, and turned their heads to look at Jiang Xiao.

"I have something to do tonight." Jiang Xiao took the courier and schoolbag on the side of the cabinet, hugged a boy from behind and pushed him forward: "You guys go."

Ma Qingqing said "Oh" and continued to play the game with her head down.

"Don't, Brother Xiao," the boy who was pushed forward was a little embarrassed, turned around and persuaded: "It's late at night, what can you do, you've been tired all day, let's get together, we all have a summer vacation Haven't met yet."

"Yeah, yeah," the next few people also came to persuade: "Go brother Xiao, people from the sports department have dinner, we can't have fun without you here!"

"Go and play." Jiang Xiao picked up his schoolbag, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to open it: "There are a few red envelopes in the group, and I will reimburse you for tonight's dinner fee. If you don't have enough, then come to me and take care of it."

More than a dozen boys clutched their mobile phones, did not dare to snatch the red envelopes, and all went to see Ma Qingqing.

"Do you want to sing K?" Ma Qingqing asked while bowing her head and playing the game.

"Take care." Jiang Xiao answered simply.

"Let's talk about it next time." Ma Qingqing changed her mind again: "Everyone is tired, tomorrow Monday is not the time to stay up all night, I will refund you later if you have too much money."

"Anything is fine," Jiang Xiao looked back at the group of boys, and confessed: "Be careful when crossing the road at night, drink less alcohol, I don't care if you drink too much and cause trouble."

"Brother Xiao, don't worry! Nothing will happen!" The leading boy was called Chen Han. Seeing that the embarrassment of the two ministers had passed, he quickly patted his chest and said: "I'm here! I'll watch them!"

Jiang Xiao went to see several other boys.

The other boys stood in a sonorous posture, raised their hands and pointed to the sky with vows on their faces.

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Xiao pushed the door with something and went out.

"Have you gone to take a shower?" Ma Qingqing suddenly said after the person left, "I watched him change his clothes."

"Brother Xiao has the key to the locker room of the gymnasium. He brought a change of clothes today," Chen Han said casually while looking down at his phone, "It's been a tiring day, and everyone is sweaty. He just took our Went in and took a shower."

"Oh." Ma Qingqing bowed her head and said, "This one looks better than the previous one."

"The previous one is gone." A boy interjected.

Ma Qingqing looked up at him.

"Eh..." The boy was hairy from Ma Qingqing's eyes, coughed, and said, "We went to move the equipment in the evening, Brother Xiao's shoulder hit the mandarin duck hanging on the wall, and the clothes let the ax blade It's broken."

"Hey! But that thing didn't have a sharp edge!" Chen Han quickly pulled the boy behind him, and laughed at Ma Qingqing: "Don't worry, Sister Qing, there is no bleeding or trace, internal injury, a day or two Enough!"

"Why should I care?" Ma Qingqing looked at him with raised eyebrows: "What about him, what does it have to do with me?"

"Ahahaha, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay!" Chen Han smiled awkwardly, scolding his mother from the bottom of his heart.

— I passed.

Jiang Xiao looked at the WeChat message, this sentence was sent to him by Shen Qing 1 minute ago.

A little annoying, he didn't go back, went to the gate of the football field across from the gymnasium, and stood under the light pole to wait for someone.

Jiang Jifeng called just after he had just stood still.

"Hello, Dad." Jiang Xiao stretched his shoulders, turned around with his back on Central Avenue, and answered the phone.

"what are you doing?"

"Nothing," Jiang Xiao leaned back on the pole, stared at his own shadow, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's been a while since you started school," Jiang Jifeng said with a bit of blame: "I don't know how to call home, your mother is talking about you at home every day, and I'm afraid your brother will upset you over there, so I want to call you I dare not call you, and you always ignore me when I call you in the group, what's the matter with you?"

"I've been busy recently," Jiang Xiao said, "I don't have time to come back."

"What are you busy with? What are you busy with as a college student?"

Jiang Xiao didn't speak.

"Your mother misses you a lot," Jiang Jifeng said, "Call her sometime."

Jiang Xiao didn't answer.Originally I wanted to say "She doesn't miss me, she is afraid that I, a boy like a bandit, will ruin the home you two have worked so hard to build", but suddenly I remembered the way that woman looked at him with cloudy eyes and tears. The words in his mouth were swallowed back.

"What about your brother?"

"do not know."

"You guys aren't making trouble, are you?" Jiang Jifeng said worriedly, "I can tell you, your brother is honest and not talkative, he doesn't fight or grab, and he goes to college for you, so don't pick on others if you have nothing to do. the thorn."

"You don't need to keep emphasizing to me, I'm not stupid." Jiang Xiao frowned, grabbed a few handfuls of hair, a little impatiently.

"Brother Xiao!" The group of people who were about to eat supper in the gymnasium on the opposite side came out, and Chen Han stood beside Ma Qingqing, beckoning to Jiang Xiao, "Let's go!"

Jiang Xiao turned his head and waved his hand to let them go.

Ma Qingqing glanced at him, seeing that he was obviously waiting for someone, she didn't say hello, turned around and left with the large team.

When Jiang Xiao saw her, his head hurt even more.

"You are not stupid, but you can pretend to be stupid," Jiang Jifeng said, "Today your brother..."

"Dad," Jiang Xiao interrupted him: "It's nothing to hang up."

"Jiang Xiao," Jiang Jifeng felt a little dissatisfied when he sensed the impatience of the other party, "I can't control you now, can I?"

"I'm tired today," Jiang Xiao said in a heavy tone, "I don't want to talk about this."

"Can you make another excuse?" Jiang Jifeng was also angry, and his tone was rarely severe: "Jiang Xiao, I hope you remember clearly, I am your father, first of all you have to respect me before you are eligible to go Take this as a ceremonial guard for you to vent your dissatisfaction, my patience is limited."

Jiang Xiao frowned, watching his own shadow extending to the far direction, without saying a word.

"If you don't want to stay at home, don't think that I care less about you. Your mother cares about you, and you don't know how to be grateful." Jiang Jifeng taught: "Parents don't accept kindness at all, but their temper is not small. With you like this Do you talk to the elders? I found that the more you read, the more you grow up, the more self-righteous you become! Look at you now! You are in your early years, right? You have money in your hand, and you don’t know how to return to it during the Chinese New Year holiday Home! Come when you want, leave when you want! You live a chic life, do you still have me as a father in your heart! "

"You are so good at reasoning," Jiang Xiao said suddenly, "Why don't you explain it to Shen Qing?"

"I'm talking to you," Jiang Jifeng scolded dissatisfiedly, "Why are you taking your anger out on your brother?"

"Because he is the most willful person," Jiang Xiao said in a deep voice, "And you will always teach me a lesson!"

"He's your brother, how many times do you want me to explain it to you?"

"Really," Jiang Xiao sneered: "You let me treat him as your younger brother, do you really treat him as your own son?"

"Jiang Xiao!" Jiang Jifeng shouted angrily, "Don't go too far!"

"You don't let me guess what's on your mind," Jiang Xiao tilted his head, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, "Don't worry about what I think."

"Jiang Xiao, you are almost 20 years old, can you stop being so naive," Jiang Jifeng frowned, "How long do you want me to care about you?"

As if hearing some big joke, Jiang Xiao suddenly burst out laughing.

The eye sockets suddenly became moist. His body, which had been busy all day, seemed to be starting to feel tired now. The strength in his body seemed to be drained. Jiang Xiao's schoolbag slipped from his shoulders, and he also slipped on the ground. He leaned against the lamp behind him Rod, the smile at the corner of his mouth twitched, and then he raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

Jiang Xiao lowered his head and coughed, cleared his throat, and after he calmed down, he said "OK" to the other end of the phone.

"I sent you some money." Jiang Jifeng softened his tone when he heard the compromise, and said, "Your brother went all the way to look for you. Don't just leave him alone. You still have some time today. Take this money to treat him to supper or something, and buy him something, for the sake of your mother and me, even if you are just a brother for a day, don't let him feel cold."

"Dad." Jiang Xiao called him.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Jifeng asked.

"From now on," Jiang Xiao laughed, "Let's call less."

Jiang Jifeng was silent for a moment, and sighed with disappointment: "Xiao Xiao, you have been a sensible child since you were a child, I thought you would understand the painstaking efforts of me and your mother." "I don't understand."

"It's fine if you don't understand." Jiang Jifeng also seemed to be tired, speaking with a tired and powerless tone, he confessed "Be nice to your brother", and then hung up the phone.

The phone beeped twice and hung up, Jiang Xiao closed his eyes, then took a deep breath, stood up with his schoolbag in his hand.

A person not far away was parking a car, Jiang Xiao stared at the figure with his back turned, and moved his wrist.

The thin figure gradually became clear under the light on the empty avenue. The man turned around and walked towards him. Jiang Xiao met his face, his eyes froze on the cold white jaw, his fingers twitched a few times, and finally He didn't throw what was in his hand.

"What were you doing sitting on the ground just now?" Shen Qing came over and asked.

There were not many people on the road at this point, and he hadn't arrived here by bike, when he saw Jiang Xiao's schoolbag on the side of the road, with his head turned to the light, holding the courier box on the pole, curled up Legs down, decadent like a homeless bum.

It's a strange thing, obviously he is the one who lives in Jiang Xiao's house, but he always feels that Jiang Xiao is the one who has no home.

"I just answered a phone call." Jiang Xiao handed something to Shen Qing, glanced at him, and said, "My dad called."

"What are you talking about?" Shen Qing took the things and asked casually.He didn't respond to 'my dad', Jiang Xiao has always been used to telling him in this very clear way that the two of them never belonged to the same family.

"It's nothing." Jiang Xiao and Shen Qing walked back side by side, looking down at Lu: "He asked me if I had dinner tonight, and I said no, then he sent me some money and told me to go out and have a good meal."

There are two express boxes, one big and one small, Shen lightly weighed it, the small one is his pencil bag, the big one is a cup, the LED touch screen smart black thermos cup marked on the express bill seems to be even better than Jiang Xiao's cup .

Shen Qing stood a little closer to Jiang Xiao: "Then go out for dinner now, I'll treat you."

Jiang Xiao turned his head to look at him, and smiled mockingly: "How much money do you have in your pocket?"

"No more money," Shen replied softly, "If you want to eat, it's enough."

"Steak." Jiang Xiao said immediately.

"Okay," Shen Qing said, "There is a western restaurant nearby that hasn't closed yet."

"Haidilao." Jiang Xiao changed his mind.

"Alright," Shen Qing replied, "I'll order a three-person set meal later."

"Seafood," Jiang Xiao changed again: "It must be abalone and lobster in a five-star restaurant."

"Okay," Shen Qing replied decisively, then lowered her head and took out her mobile phone: "I'll find a hospital to sell blood first."

Jiang Xiao laughed, suddenly grabbed Shen Qing's shoulders, hugged him lightly and put him in his arms, then took off his hat, and kissed his forehead.

The hot chests of each other were pressed against each other, and a little touch on the forehead was cold, and Shen Qing's throat felt hot in an instant, and he stood there without moving.

"You kissed me again." Shen Qing stared at him.

"Well," Jiang Xiao let go of his shoulders, put the hat on his head with his backhand, and glanced at him: "Don't ask the reason, I don't want to answer."

"The abalone and lobster are gone." Shen Qing lowered her head and put her phone back, and loosened her belt unobtrusively.

"It's not rare anymore." Jiang Xiao tilted his head, squinted at the dark sky with few stars in the distance, and licked his lower lip.

"I want to eat something." Shen Qing glanced at his reddened eyes and said, "Seriously."

"I want to drink and eat meat."

"Aren't you quit drinking?"

"So just thinking about it."

"Have you had lunch yet?"

"No."

"Then let's go," Shen Qing grabbed his wrist and dragged him forward with big strides: "Let's go drink and eat meat."

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