Did you get rid of the scumbag Bai Yueguang today [Rebirth]

"What are you doing?" Xiang Lin shook him off.

"Go and have an operation." Jiang Mingyu said.

Xiang Lin:?

"Appendicitis surgery, you do it first." Jiang Mingyu looked down at his right hand, which was the hand he used to grab Xiang Lin just now.

After finishing the notes at the police station in the afternoon, Wei Jing once mentioned that Xiang Lin also fell ill at the beginning of school, and was unable to come back to school in the ninth day of junior high school.In his previous life, Xiang Lin's health was not very good. During the college entrance examination, he missed a day because of appendix surgery. When he heard the news in his previous life, Jiang Mingyu was still guarding the emergency room of the county hospital.

"Well, why should I go for surgery?" Xiang Lin was speechless.

"Ask knowingly." Jiang Mingyu pinched the bridge of his nose, "We are the same."

Because the same is born again, so the same knows the future direction.Xiang Lin could understand these words, but he absolutely didn't want to admit that he could understand them.Rolling his eyes, Xiang Lin snorted, "Stop it, we're not the same anywhere."

Jiang Mingyu frowned slightly, and stopped talking again.

Xiang Lin didn't bother with him anymore, taking advantage of Jiang Mingyu's frowning, he opened the door and rushed out.After returning home, Xiang Lin recalled the situation just now, and rolled his eyes again, surgery?Do shitty surgery.It's okay to get stabbed again, are you stupid?

Because he had already said hello before, when Xiang Lin entered the office the next day with a leave request, Wei Jing approved it without saying a word.

The matter of asking for leave is settled, and the matter of asking for a tutor has to be considered.Hearing that Xiang Lin was looking for an art student, Wei Nan volunteered: "It's easy to handle. There are always students from the Academy of Fine Arts in our store to buy things. Wait for me to go home and ask."

Two days later, Wei Nan brought a piece of A4 paper with several names and phone numbers written on it.But when he handed the paper to Xiang Lin, Wei Nan was a little bit reluctant: "Lin Zi, you asked for leave, I suddenly feel that we really have to separate."

"It's like breaking up with you." Li Feng laughed at Wei Nan and scratched his head, "But don't say, brother Lin, you won't be doing late self-study from next week. Our f4 suddenly lacks a corner. Thinking about it, it's pretty cool. Damn not used to it."

"My lord is just going back to tutoring, and it's not like I won't even go to school. Isn't there still half a year left?" Ning Zhou pushed his glasses. Although it was a reassuring word, the mood of several people became even more depressed when he said these words.

It is said that it is less than half a year, but it seems that it is already March, and the college entrance examination is at the beginning of June.A countdown sign has been pasted on the wall in front of the classroom. Every morning when Tian Gu arrives at work, the first thing he does is tear up the calendar.

High school is said to be quite long, but it is said to be short. In fact, it is only so young for a hundred days.And after high school, the former brothers will go their separate ways, and no matter how reluctant they are, their feelings will gradually fade with the passage of time.

Thinking of the fact that he had lost contact with Ning Zhou and Li Feng after repeating his studies in his previous life, Xiang Lin sighed silently, and slapped everyone on the head: "What are you doing? It's like seeing each other forever?"

Ning Zhou forced a smile.Wei Nan rubbed his hands, but didn't answer.Only Li Feng said carelessly: "When the time comes, the world will be far and wide, and it will be difficult to see each other."

"Isn't it possible to get together during the holidays?" Xiang Lin thought for a while, and then said, "I've already decided to take the exam for G University. If you also take the exam nearby, you can still get together when you go to school."

"University G?" Wei Nan suddenly became interested, "City H, right? I have to check what universities are in City H."

Because of Wei Nan's list, Xiang Lin quickly found a tutor for art tutoring - he was a freshman in the Academy of Fine Arts. It is said that his family background is not very good, and his family has already sold everything for him to study art.

On the day the tutor came, Xiang Lin specially asked Aunt Zhang to chop the fruit, and also ordered two special dishes for dinner.

Aunt Zhang responded with a smile, and when she walked to the kitchen, she whispered: "This battle is almost the same as when Xiao Jiang came."

Xiang Lin pursed his lips.

Xiang Lin couldn't remember Jiang Mingyu's first visit to the house.He just vaguely remembered that he waited happily at the door for a long time, until the sun was about to go down, and he saw that tall and thin figure outside the courtyard.It turned out that my fate of waiting and waiting was already decided at that moment?

The art tutor is a very shy boy. Looking at Aunt Zhang and Xiang Lin Zhang Luo, his cheeks flushed slightly: "Don't bother, really, I'm here to make money."

While greeting him, Xiang Lin recalled: the day Jiang Mingyu first came, he was completely different from this boy.There was no smile on his face, and there was no sign of shyness or nervousness in his expression.He only opened his mouth to say thank you when receiving the fruit plate from Aunt Zhang.

It turned out that the word thank you was the first sentence Jiang Mingyu said after he came in.Xiang Lin curled the corner of his mouth, suddenly feeling a little ironic.

Seeing Xiang Lin laughing, the boy tentatively asked, "Shall we start now?"

Xiang Lin nodded, and led the boy upstairs to his bedroom.In order to assault the art, he has already prepared the drawing board, easel and so on, the pencil has been sharpened, and even the scene model and background cloth are in place.

The boy looked at his room and was stunned.After a long time, he murmured: "This room is really big."

"Really?" Xiang Lin followed his gaze and looked around his room.In order to arrange painting supplies, he moved the desks and chairs, and cleared out the things that were temporarily unused.At this moment, the room is neat and tidy, which looks like Jiang Mingyu's first visit.

At that time, in order to impress Jiang Mingyu, Xiang Lin had carefully cleaned the room, and even placed a vase from the living room on the table.However, to his disappointment, Jiang Mingyu didn't look at anything after he walked in, and just sat at the table and took out the roll of paper.

Scratching the tip of his nose, Xiang Lin gave the art student who was still feeling emotional to the table.

Studying fine arts is similar to what Xiang Lin expected: boring and uninteresting.Of course, it’s not just art. Learning this matter itself represents boring and uninteresting.After painting every day, Xiang Lin would secretly remind himself that in order to play better, the current Buddha's feet must be hugged.

He gritted his teeth and worked hard for two or three weeks, and then he ushered in the second model exam.The day before the exam, Jiang Huanzhe, who had disappeared for a long time, came to the door again, saying that he had something to give to Xiang Lin.However, he didn't find Xiang Lin directly, but asked Aunt Zhang to hand it over after knocking on the door.

When Xiang Lin got the paper, he had just finished drawing a set of hexahedrons.The art student stood up and stretched himself, then went to the window and stared blankly.Xiang Lin also stood up and took the paper from Aunt Zhang.

Looking at the familiar handwriting on the paper, he pursed his lips and walked towards the window.

The art student saw him and pointed to somewhere outside the window: "There was a man looking up there just now."

Following the direction he pointed, Xiang Lin saw the old white T-shirt again.

"Do you know each other?" the art student asked, "He turned around and left when he saw me just now."

Xiang Lin gave an oh, but didn't explain anything.The piece of paper Jiang Mingyu gave was a two-model exam question, which was similar to the previous situation. Some were the original questions, and some were similar.After getting the mention, Xiang Lin finished his art tuition early and called Wei Nan and the others.

Because of this night's hard work, Xiang Lin and the others improved their grades in the second model. The parents were happy and paid out their rewards one after another.On the day of the parents' meeting, it was rare to leave school early, and a few people made an appointment to go to the barbecue restaurant in the city center.

"Linzi, although you said you would invite an evening self-study, but I..." Wei Nan picked up a piece of pork belly and roasted it on the stove. After a while, the aroma wafted out.

Staring at the creaking oily spots on the pork belly, Xiang Lin smiled: "What you're talking about misses me so much that I haven't been to school for several months."

"That's not the case, you go every day." Wei Nan also laughed.

"But it's useless to go every day." Li Feng scratched his head, "Listen to lectures in class, do homework after class, and have to wait for a long time every now and then. Even eating is like a war. We can count the words we say in a day with our hands."

"Are you the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara?" Ning Zhou snatched away Wei Nan's roasted pork belly.After observing the heat, he nodded with satisfaction, and put the meat on Xiang Lin's plate: "My lord, eat quickly, you have lost weight recently."

"Thinner?" Xiang Lin pinched his cheeks, the feeling was still a bit springy, and he could tell whether he was fat or thin for the time being.

Seeing the pork belly being taken away, Wei Nan could only pick up another piece and continue roasting: "Linzi is alright, Jiang Xueba is really thin."

Xiang Lin lowered his head to look at the meat on the plate, picked it up and dipped it in chili sauce.

"No, just his chin, tsk tsk, can be used as an awl." Li Feng said, and picked up the meat that Wei Nan just roasted, "But it's weird, girls still eat his cock. I heard that in the past few months, more and more people have sent love letters to him."

Watching the two pieces of meat go into other people's mouths, Wei Nan scolded me, picked up the plate, and dumped the pork belly on the stove: "I don't believe I can't eat it yet!"

The oil dripped onto the charcoal along the gaps in the grate, and the flames ignited instantly. The four people rushed to rescue the pork belly, and the topic of thinness was brought to an end.It's just that after morning class the next day, Xiang Lin subconsciously glanced at the window a few times, how did he feel: Jiang Mingyu's already sharp jawline was cut two or three times by a knife?

After the second model is the third model.Three to five days before the three models, Wei Nan and the others started to circle around Xiang Lin: "Brother Lin, my dear brother, will you bet on us again?"

Xiang Linxin said that I would like to, but I really can't remember.In fact, if you insist on betting, Xiang Lin can bet on a few, but the mock exam is not the college entrance examination, so it's not worth spending so much effort to remember.What's more, Xiang Lin always felt that Jiang Huanzhe would come to give the questions the day before the exam.

The night before Sanmo was a rainy day, Xiang Lin deliberately suspended art class.The art students expressed their gratitude for not having to come in the rain.Xiang Lin smiled and didn't explain anything.

After dinner, Xiang Lin sat on the sofa with a plate of fruit in his arms, and waited for about 10 minutes before Jiang Mingyu stepped on the order.When the doorbell rang, Xiang Lin felt as if he had returned to his previous life for a moment.

He sighed, put down the fruit plate and opened the door.