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As a member of Yuan Datou's battle of wits and courage for many years, and a frequent visitor in the little red book on the desk, Zhuang Yan knew Yuan Datou's usual routines by heart, and his guess was proved to be correct. Just after passing the corridor, the little boy who climbed the wall on his hind feet in the morning followed behind them.

"You two are from Saohu's class?" Cheng Wenxing took the initiative to talk to them, nodding solemnly with his chin, "I remember you, the one who beat me up last week."

Zhuang Yan and Chu Chen looked at each other suspiciously, "What do you want to do? Fight again?"

"That's not true." Cheng Wenxing squinted his eyes and turned back and forth between the two of their faces a few times, then muttered in a low voice with disgust: "I think you two are not bad-looking, obviously there are handsome ones in the class, why is that flirtatious?" If the fox doesn't hook up, does he have to pester my brother?"

"Is there something wrong with you?" Zhuang Yan looked at him like a fool, "I advise you to keep your mouth clean." He twisted his wrist as he spoke.

This little boy talked about being a coquettish fox, and judged other people's appearance like no one else, so he almost put the word "beaten" on his forehead.

Unexpectedly, instead of restraining himself, the pretty boy gave him a big white look, "I'm talking about mine, what the fuck are you doing?"

"You fucking..." Zhuang Yan almost hit the opponent's face with a punch, but Chu Chen stopped him halfway.

"Go upstairs first." Chu Chen said calmly.

How could Zhuang Yan hold it back, "No, this idiot's mouth is too cheap, let me beat him up first!"

Chu Chen looked at him, and said without hesitation: "Go upstairs."

The three of them climbed up to the third floor awkwardly, blocked the office door and shouted a report in unison. The little boy deliberately dragged out the last word 'report', frowned solemnly and disgustedly, and secretly scolded this guy as a naive Extremely two hundred and five.

Qiao Feng, who came to the Moral Education Office to collect materials a few minutes ago, saw a line of people lined up at the door, and he was dumbfounded: "What are you doing here? What's wrong? Are you going to have a criticism meeting?"

Cheng Wenxing, who was at the gate, saw that Qiao Feng was also in the office, his face turned green in an instant, and he bluffed in his ear as he ran three or two steps: "Qiao Feng? Why are you a coquettish fox here? Bah, bah, bah! The bad luck is dead!!!”

He didn't control the volume of his bluffing, and Yuan Datou, who had put on an old god's attitude, almost spit out the chrysanthemum tea he just drank.

Yuan Datou tightened the lid of the thermos cup, and coughed out the choking that was pressing into his chest. He first glanced at Qiao Feng, and seeing that his expression was normal, he pointed at Cheng Wenxing and said, "Cheng Wenxing, why are you talking to the teacher? "

Cheng Wenxing glared at Qiao Feng, let out a snort, and raised his chin high. His look of contempt for everything was like an arrogant goose. Unfortunately, this arrogant goose didn't last long.

Chu Chen crossed over solemnly with a blank expression, and bent his legs with a blank expression. The kneecap was aligned with Cheng Wenxing's knee. With a little force, he heard a "boom", and a certain goose knelt down in front of several people.

"Hey!" Qiao Feng took half a step back, almost out of his body from being frightened by Cheng Wenxing who suddenly knelt down at him.

Cheng Wenxing supported his knees in pain, and without waiting for him to make trouble, Chu Chen raised his hand and pressed his head down, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Apologize."

"Who the hell are you?! Let go and don't touch me! Let me tell you, you just kicked me and apologized, who should I apologize to?" Cheng Wenxing shook his head and broke away from his restraints, and asked back .

Chu Chen's eyes became darker and darker: "I ask you to apologize!"

"Damn!" Cheng Wenxing spat at Qiao Feng without saying a word, "Fuck, this Joe is a deadly gay, stinky and shameless, a coquettish fox who seduces my brother!"

Chu Chen's lips trembled, and he immediately covered his head with a palm.Cheng Wenxing was in pain, clutching his head and was about to yell, when he saw Chu Chen glared at him with disgust.

Chu Chen said coldly: "If you dare to curse again, I promise, I will beat you to tears without hesitation."

Zhuang Yan looked at Chu Chen's side face, his heart beat a little faster, and then his heart was filled with soreness and distress. He knew that Chu Chen must have thought of himself.

Yuan Datou was also angry, and accused him: "Student Cheng Wenxing, I advise you not to speak too freely. Words are sharper than any blade, and injuries are shapeless. If you make a careless mistake, it is very likely that another person will be trapped. Into endless pain, even causing irreversible results, do you want to be an executioner?"

"I'm not!" Cheng Wenxing argued, and felt unreasonable after a while, so he pursed his lips stubbornly and breathed heavily.

Qiao Feng's plain face finally cracked, he raised his right hand again and again, and finally slapped him, "Shut up! Cheng Wenxing, how long are you going to make trouble?! Do you think I dare not teach you a lesson? Is it? Since your parents, your brother, and your family didn't teach you what respect is, well, from now on, I will teach you personally."

Due to high emotions, Qiao Feng's words broke down at the end. Cheng Wenxing's face was not good-looking, and he kept his mouth shut. Qiao Feng gestured apologetically at Yuan Datou, and then dragged Cheng Wenxing away without any resistance. .

After the farce ended, the student disturbance suddenly turned into family affairs, and the office fell into a brief silence. It wasn't until Yuan Datou coughed lightly that he regained his thoughts about going away with Zhuang Yan and Chu Chen.

I just heard some gossip, although it was not intentional, and there were only a few sentences, but the amount of information in it was enough to make up several versions of the story.

Yuan Datou was a little embarrassed, and tactically unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea, "Who is that, Chu Chen, next time, don't hesitate to shoot, this is in the office, there are three or four cameras on the ceiling, you put me As a display?"

"That's not what I mean." Chu Chen said calmly, his lacquer eyes fell on Yuan Datou, "But if you want to punish me, I won't admit it."

Yuan Datou: "..."

Seeing that his face turned blue and then pale, and then turned black again, Chu Chen kindly added: "I'm not trying to target you."

Yuan Datou waved his hand, "Forget it, today's situation is special, I will not argue with you, and there will be no next time."

Chu Chen was noncommittal.

"Also, don't tell me what you heard or saw today." Datou Yuan warned, "Just pretend you haven't been here when you go out, um... don't avoid your class teacher in the future, how about relationship problems, then It's his private matter, and it doesn't affect him being a good teacher."

"Also, the sanitation over there in the dormitory, you two go first."

When Zhuang Yan heard this, he became angry, "Why?"

"Go as soon as I tell you." Facing Majestic, Yuan Datou turned his head and changed his face, his expression became much more serious, "That Cheng Wenxing, I have other arrangements."

As for the specific arrangement, Yuan Datou didn't reveal anything, Zhuang Yan was Yu's memory, and he turned his head and left the unpleasantness that happened that day behind him, but he always remembered the sentence that Qiao Feng was scolded as "dead homosexual". At a certain moment, he became very nervous, for fear that Chu Chen would reject their relationship because of this episode, but fortunately, Chu Chen did not react too much, and the two got along as usual.

The next few days passed peacefully. Qiao Feng went to and from class as usual. Near the end of the semester, the whole second year of high school entered the review period. He didn't miss any of his education instructions, and he didn't seem to be affected in any way.

……

On the first day of the New Year’s Day holiday, Shanghai had its first heavy snowfall in recent years, and Zhuang Yan returned home on the 31st. He was lying on the tatami on the balcony, chatting with Chu Chen with his mobile phone, and looking at Snowflakes are flying in the distance.

When talking about chatting, most of the time it was Zhuang Yan who was talking, and the other party occasionally replied with a short word or two, but this was enough, Zhuang Yan was very satisfied, and Chu Chen didn't need to change anything when he was with him.

Chu Chen said that he took Aunt Lin to the hospital to get medicine today, and he was still waiting in line. Solemnly asked about the specific situation, and Chu Chen answered some questions.He turned on the camera, recorded a snowy scene and sent it. It took nearly a minute for the video to show that the transmission was successful.

Guessing that Chu Chen was busy, he put his phone aside, and started cutting fruit boredly with the tablet in his arms. After cutting for about half an hour, the other party finally returned a message.

[CC]: Very beautiful.

Inspired by the solemnity, he rushed into the house, pulled on his slippers, and ran to the garden downstairs, sending a voice message while running.

【ZY】: "Wait a minute, I'll show you a more beautiful one."

Zhuang Xianrui shook the newspaper, watched his idiot son run past the living room, he couldn't help being curious, so he couldn't help but follow him out.

Panting, Zhuang Yan ran downstairs to the garden and asked Chu Chen if it was convenient. Chu Chen quickly replied with a question mark, Zhuang Yan replied with a smile, and then clicked on the video call.

The first time he didn't connect, Chu Chen hung up, Zhuang Yan thought for a while, took a few photos and was about to send them, when the other side sent back a video.

"Are you done?" he asked.

"On the bus just now." Chu Chen was still rushing back, looking at the camera from time to time, "Where are you?"

"I'm going home." Zhuang Yan's cheeks were flushed from the cold, but his eyes were as bright as new moons. He smiled and said, "Come on, brother, please see the snow."

As he spoke, he adjusted the angle of the camera, and his body changed according to the angle. As a result, as soon as he turned to the bottom of the gazebo, a black figure was suddenly framed in the camera.

Zhuang Xianrui approached with his overcoat on, and when he saw that he was wrapped in a woolen pajamas, he ran out, wanting to hit someone.

Chu Chen saw a face suddenly changed on the opposite side of the video, and his indifferent face collapsed for a moment, then he heard the background sound of someone in the camera shout, "Hey, I'm so old, I can't be a little secret, can I? Grab my phone! I'll go, Chu Chen, this is my dad!!!"

Chu Chen: "..."