My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Put the phone away a little bit, and when Qi Xishi finished cursing, Jiang Beiyu said unhurriedly: "You know what you did yourself, you made your hair your own."

Realizing what Jiang Beiyu was talking about, Qi Xishi held back his anger and gritted his teeth and said: "You sent me a message from Ning Nanjia's phone, aren't you afraid of hurting him?"

With a slight sneer, Jiang Beiyu turned the chopsticks in his hand twice,

"Qi Xishi, aren't you so naive that you think I don't have anything against you? You can try to tell Ning Nanjia about the incident of falling into the water last time, or the incident of shaving your hair this time, but what do you think? Well, you will be worse than me."

The root of his teeth was almost crushed with hatred, Qi Xishi was angry and aggrieved, and finally had no choice but to curse at the phone, "Jiang Beiyu, you are a fucking lunatic with a twisted mind!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Beiyu suddenly felt that there was nothing to be happy about. After a hasty dinner, he was planning to write a question for a while, when there was a sound of arguing downstairs.

"Jiang Mingfeng, do you have a conscience? If it wasn't for me, you thought you would be able to have today with your small, broken company with negative equity. Now that you have made a fortune with my money, you will turn your face and take my money. Go raise another woman!"

"Zheng Yizhen, can you not speak so harshly? Huizhen is sick. What's wrong with me spending some of my money on her treatment?"

"What about your money? Everything you own belongs to the Zheng family, and it belongs to me, Zheng Yiqian. Do you understand me?"

......

The sounds of quarreling were mixed with the sound of broken utensils, and Zheng Yizheng's voice was sharply changed because of anger, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Unable to help frowning slightly, Jiang Beiyu went to the door and closed it. After blocking Zheng Yizheng and Jiang Mingfeng's arguments from outside, he stuffed the unfinished papers into his schoolbag and went to bed.

the next morning,

When Ning Nanjia came to the classroom drinking soy milk, he saw that Jiang Beiyu was already sitting on the seat and writing the questions. He looked very tired, and dozed off while propping his chin while writing.

Seeing that Jiang Beiyu's head was about to hit the desk, Ning Nanjia reached out to help him when he sat down, "You're so sleepy, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Gently rubbing his forehead on Ning Nanjia's fingertips twice, Jiang Beiyu covered his mouth with his hand and yawned, "Well, I had something to do last night, and I still haven't finished my homework."

Glancing at the paper on his desk, Ning Nanjia smiled, "You said it the other way around, it's not that there is still a little to be finished, it's because you only wrote a little."

Jiang Beiyu rubbed the center of his brows while holding the pen, and was about to reply when Ning Nanjia took the pen from his hand.

"I'm afraid of you, go to sleep, I'll help you write."

After carefully looking at Jiang Beiyu's handwriting, Ning Nanjia began to imitate it.

Jiang Beiyu lay on the table with his eyes raised, quietly looking at Ning Nanjia's gentle side face in the light, and after a while, slowly closed his eyelids.

There wasn't much homework assigned yesterday. Ning Nanjia finished writing and Jiang Beiyu was still awake, so he simply went to pour a glass of water from the water dispenser in the corridor. As soon as it was full, Zou Zikang and the mouse surrounded him.

"Brother Jia, big news! Bignews, Qi Xishi was ambushed by unknown elements yesterday, and his hair was all shaved."

"I think the real culprit must have had an unusually deep hatred with him, and even used such a ruthless trick to destroy people's appearance. It is not an exaggeration to say that killing his father is an exaggeration."

Hearing the exaggerated analogy of the mouse, Ning Nanjia couldn't help laughing, "It's just a shave."

"Brother Jia, you are born with a good appearance and no worries, but Qi Xishi is different. He lost his hair, and his appearance dropped from ten points to three points in an instant. If you don't believe me, look at it."

After speaking, the mouse took out his mobile phone, opened the school forum, enlarged the photo of Qi Xishi's bald head secretly taken by other people on it, and handed it to Ning Nanjia.

Ning Nanjia originally thought that the mouse was just an exaggeration, but after seeing the bald Qi Xishi clearly, he suddenly realized that a good hairstyle is really so important.

Although the facial features are still the same, but without the cover of long hair, Qi Xishi's indistinguishable and indistinguishable beauty disappeared all of a sudden, and with the strange hair shape, I can't tell what has changed, but it just doesn't look so good.

After a glance, Ning Nanjia returned the phone to the mouse, "Less gossip and more reading, the list of helpers is almost out, you might as well pay more attention to that."

"Brother Jia, you always like to say things that people don't like to hear."

Putting the phone in his pocket, Mouse lowered his voice and told him, "I just peeked at the office when I was handing in my homework. It's not just me, but also Kang Zi and Young Master Jiang."

"That's it." Ning Nanjia suddenly felt sorry for Jiang Beiyu, a hard-working and hard-working stupid kid who still couldn't improve his grades after writing questions day and night.

Noticing Ning Nanjia's expression, Zou Zikang immediately frowned, "Brother Jia, have you gotten a little close to Jiang Beiyu recently?"

The mouse opened its mouth and echoed, "It's not a little close, it's very close."

"Okay."

Seeing the two men interrogating criminals together, Ning Nanjia was a little impatient, "Do you two have any objections to my making friends or to Ah Yu?"

Mouse quickly waved his hand, "Brother Jia, don't get me wrong, it's all said by Kang Zi, I didn't say it."

Ning Nanjia looked up at Zou Zikang with a cold face, the latter's eyes became more and more timid under his gaze, and finally couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his eyes,

"I'm sure I have opinions on Jiang Beiyu, but Brother Jia, don't you really think there is something wrong with Jiang Beiyu?"

Frowning slightly, Ning Nanjia asked him, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Seeing Ning Nanjia's obsessed look, Zou Zikang slapped his head with some headaches, and simply confronted him directly, "Brother Jia, I heard people say that Qi Xishi seems to have spoken to someone. Said that the person who shaved his hair was Jiang Beiyu."

"Hmm" indifferently, Ning Nanjia took a sip of water, "Qi Xishi told you personally?"

Zou Zikang's eyes widened suddenly, "How is it possible, I don't know him well."

"That's it." Taking a deep breath, Ning Nanjia patted him on the shoulder, "I don't want to hear any rumors about Jiang Beiyu in the future, don't say good things twice, Kang Zi, do you understand what I mean? "

Hearing the serious warning in Ning Nanjia's tone, Zou Zikang gradually restrained the laughing expression on his face, and after a moment of silence with a dark face, he reluctantly said "um".

Carrying the water glass back to the classroom, Ning Nanjia had just sat down when Jiang Beiyu woke up, rubbing his eyes and straightening up while asking him, "Brother Nanjia, what time is it?"

"The morning reading time has just passed, and I will start the first class later."

Pushing the water glass to Jiang Beiyu's table, Ning Nanjia asked him, "Drink water?"

Jiang Beiyu just felt that his mouth was a little dry, so he picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and then belatedly remembered his homework, "Where's the paper?"

"It's finished, it's handed in."

"Thank you, Brother Nanjia."

The corner of his mouth curved slightly and smiled, Jiang Beiyu took out Ning Nanjia's mobile phone from his schoolbag and handed it to him, "By the way, Brother Nanjia, I forgot to return the mobile phone to you yesterday, it has been fully charged for you."

Ning Nanjia turned on the phone and took a look, and found an unread MMS message, which was sent at around three o'clock in the middle of the night last night. He clicked in and found that it was sent to him by Qi Xishi, a close-up of a middle finger.

Thoughts turned several times in a row, Ning Nanjia didn't understand what Qi Xishi meant by sending him this photo, so he gestured to Jiang Beiyu with his mobile phone, and he asked, "Qi Xishi called again yesterday. Yes, and you took it?"

The dark eyes rolled slightly, and Jiang Beiyu asked without answering, "If so, will you be angry?"

This photo represents anger. Qi Xishi had his hair shaved just yesterday. If we connect these two pieces of information and incorporate Zou Zikang's statement, everything can be explained.

After a thoughtful silence, Ning Nanjia slowly put down the phone, "Did you find someone to shave Qi Xishi's hair?"

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, Jiang Beiyu lowered his head and said nothing, with a face like a child who was speechless after being questioned for doing something wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Nanjia asked him in a low voice, "Can you tell me why?"

"I don't like him." With a gloomy expression in his eyes, Jiang Beiyu raised his eyes and looked at him, "He insists on pestering you, I don't think he's happy."

Hearing that the reason was related to himself, Ning Nanjia was at a loss for words. After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and patted Jiang Beiyu's head hard, "Are you a child? Just play tricks on anyone you don't like. If Qi Xishi holds you accountable what to do?"

The back of the head hurt a little, Jiang Beiyu's eye circles were slightly red, and he defended in a low voice, "No, he dare not, he has played tricks on me before."

It's just not a single success.

Seeing Jiang Beiyu's red eyes and aggrieved look, Ning Nanjia's attitude suddenly became hardened. After staring at his pale and delicate face in silence for a long while, he said in a low voice, "Forget it this time, let's not make an example. .”

"No, I promise I won't do it again."

He tentatively pulled Laning Nanjia's wrist with his fingers, and found that the other party didn't shake it off angrily, so Jiang Beiyu coaxed,

"Brother Nanjia, I will be very good in the future."

Ning Nanjia didn't know the grievances between Qi Xishi and Jiang Beiyu, and he didn't want to convict him based on just one incident. In addition, Jiang Beiyu had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes and promised not to do it again next time, so he readily wrote this page Turned over.

During the break of the second period, Pei Xin came over.

Ning Nanjia was teaching Jiang Beiyu to do a math problem. When he looked up, he saw Pei Xin coming in from the back door. After greeting him with a smile, he handed him the things in his hand.

"No.1 certificate, I just went to get it, so I got it for you by the way, congratulations."

"Thank you."

Ning Nanjia opened it and took a look. After confirming that the name was correct, he casually stuffed the certificate into the drawer, raised his head and said to Pei Xin, "Congratulations to you too."

Pei Xin pursed her lips and smiled. Just as she was about to speak, her eyes suddenly fell on the silver-gray pen in Jiang Beiyu's hand.

There was a slight flash of strange emotion in her eyes, she bit her lower lip, and then pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Ning Nanjia, the pen that Young Master Jiang uses seems familiar."