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However, it turns out that bad luck is not so easy to go.

The big play of Fang Haiwen and his wife was performed during the time after school, so the spread of rumors started that night, and turned into a big gossip discussed by the whole school the next day, and even turned into a huge scale in the later period. school violence incidents.

The malice came violently and abruptly.From the first book thrown at Fang Zhi, the number of things thrown at him increased day by day, until Fang Zhi's forehead was smashed by a teacup and bled. Ni Duan first appeared.

This memory is really bad, and Fang Zhi's state at that time can almost be described as a walking dead, so whenever Fang Zhi thinks about this, he can only vaguely remember Fang Haisheng's furious expression confronting the school and a picture outside the principal's office. A gloating face.

Later, he changed schools again, and Fang Haisheng arranged for him to be in a junior high school on the edge of the urban area, away from those smoky things and messy rumors, and Fang Zhi spent his junior high school life in peace.

Later, when he arrived at Puyang No. [-] Middle School, he never expected that on the first day of school, Fang Haiwen and his wife got the news from nowhere and blocked him in a small room on the second floor of the auditorium.

The two repeated their old tricks, with the same script, the same routine, and even the lines did not change much. The tears falling down in the depths of the performance were so natural that even Fang Zhi wanted to applaud.

The two of them have not changed, but Fang Zhi has.

Compared with his panic in junior high school, he just folded his arms against the wall and watched their performance calmly and indifferently when facing the actor couple this time, until Fang Haisheng hurriedly appeared to interrupt all this.

After that, it is still the same routine.The rumors are rampant and intensified, and everyone is afraid to avoid him.

Although he was mentally prepared, he was still afraid.No matter how calm and calm he appeared on the surface, he was still terrified of the violent incident in junior high school.During that time, he felt that although everyone was far away from him, everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on him, as if they were ready to pounce on him at any time and drop their fists.

But this time, beyond his expectation, he had someone who stood with him.

In September, suppressing the heat of summer, even the sun is not as hot as summer.

Knowing that he was sitting depressed in the classroom, Fang Haisheng called Director Liu out while he came to discuss countermeasures about the rumors, and then went into the office to discuss with Director Liu, leaving him in the corridor.

Fang Zhi rested his arms on the stainless steel railing, squinted at the sturdy sycamore trees not far away, and had his own plan in mind.

Fang Haisheng's work is getting busier day by day. He is often so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat and sleep, and he has to find time to solve his affairs.Every time Fang Zhi saw the light blue in his eyes and the red blood in his eyes, his heart ached, and he thought that he should just run away, to another city, to a place where Fang Haiwen and his wife would never find again, it wouldn't be that bad troubles of the heart.

What's more... Although he didn't want to admit it, he was still afraid of those two people from the bottom of his heart.It is a shadow of a young age, like a gangrene, and it will not disappear slowly with age.

He listened to the chat between Director Liu and Fang Haisheng in the office, and his thoughts were drifting, but before he could figure out why, footsteps came from far to near at the end of the corridor.

Fang Zhi was in a state of fright, and immediately twirled and jumped to hide in the shadow of the corner.

The person who came here was Fang Zhi's acquaintance—the university bully who became famous at the same time as him, Xu Xie.

Fang Zhi watched Xu Xie stop at the door for a few seconds, then pushed open the office door and walked in. Then, he heard a warm and clear voice: "Director Liu, I want to go to the training camp with Fang Zhi."

Fang Zhi, together.

The combination of these two words shocked Fang Zhi into a daze, and the emotion he wanted to criticize himself for being cowardly was replaced by sourness before it flooded.

His brain froze on the spot, and he chewed on a simple sentence repeatedly before he dared to let his brain process the information.

He didn't think that now that rumors were raging, Xu Xie would not know about him.

But in this situation, in the current situation where everyone is berating him, when he even wanted to hide himself, that green young man said, I want to be with Fang Zhi.

At that moment, the boy's nasal cavity was sour, and he deliberately raised his head and widened his eyes, and then suppressed the urge to cry.

It was at that moment that he suddenly understood that in the youth's journey, escaping and retreating were always the last choices.

"The conflict has escalated and reached a new high! The grievances between Fang Zhi and Xu Xie have entered a new stage!"

Fang Zhi walked to the door of the classroom after the bell rang for the evening self-study class. Before he could step in, he heard Jiang An spreading rumors in his signature duck voice.

What conflicts, what grievances, why doesn't he know about it?

Fang Zhi was puzzled, he stepped back so that he could lean against the wall, and pricked up his ears to listen to what Jiang An was saying behind his back.

"What's the matter? Didn't the two of them have a fight just at noon? Something happened again after a while?"

An unknown enthusiastic gossiper raised questions and was very cooperative.

"The incident at noon was considered an indirect friction, mainly because Xu Xie's brother was not kind. But what happened just now was a direct friction." Jiang An kept talking about it.

"I know I know!"

Another melon-eating girl joined in enthusiastically, and began to tell vividly about how Fang Zhi was splashed with porridge by Xu Xie not long ago.

"The scene at the time can be described in two words, tragic."

At the end, the girl gave two "tsk tsk", condensing her evaluation.

"The competition is at the front, and the porridge is at the back. Can the two of them maintain their superficial calm?" Jiang An's voice was sonorous and forceful, and his tone was just right, just like the voice-over of some kind of late-night documentary show.

"Don't tell me, I'm looking forward to the two of them tearing up their faces and doing something, how exciting!" Although the girl who told about the porridge incident had a soft voice, Fang Zhi could clearly hear the expectation in her tone and excited.

Fang Zhi's right eyelid twitched.

It seems that life in high school is too comfortable, and it can't satisfy the thrill-seeking hearts of a group of hot-blooded teenagers, so they can only secretly poke and fantasize about some illusory things.

How boring.

Fang Zhi, who was one of the fantasy objects, leaned against the wall and listened for a while. He foresaw in Jiang An's description that he was about to turn into an avenger, relying on such empty evidence as Xu Xie provocatively bumping into him one day. Xu Xie launched a series of inhuman revenge.

"As Fang Zhi's brother, if these two really want to do something, I will definitely support Fang Zhi!"

Jiang An was obviously out of his mind, and completely forgot that it was evening study time, and Fang Zhi's right eyelid twitched even more with his loud voice.

He didn't understand, obviously before today, he and Xu Xie were almost strangers, why in other people's eyes, there seemed to be some bitter and deep hatred between him and Xu Xie, so that they wanted to use "revenge" serious word.

Fang Zhi deeply felt that neither spreading rumors nor believing rumors should be written into the school rules.

"What?"

Fang Zhi was thinking about it, when a gust of hot air came down from the top of his head, making him shiver on the spot.

He raised his head slightly, caught off guard and met Director Liu's eyes: "..."

"..." After all, Director Liu has had more food than Fang Zhi for a few years. The embarrassment at this time does not affect his serious questioning, "Why are you sticking to the wall if you don't go back to the classroom at night for self-study? Spider-Man abdicated to you? "

"...No, I'll blow the air."

Fang Zhi casually threw down an untenable reason, walked into the classroom stiffly with a wooden face, and went straight to his seat. During this period, because of his unsteady mind, he was almost tripped over by a classmate's foot that was wantonly placed in the aisle.

Director Liu followed into the classroom of Class [-], walked around the classroom a few times with his hands behind his back, and left triumphantly after taking away a mobile phone and a deck of cards.

"Ahhh! When did Lao Han come in?! My cell phone!"

The "scout soldier" sitting at the door observed that Director Liu made an "ok" gesture after walking down the stairs, and the classroom suddenly wailed and howled.

Because Director Liu is kind-hearted and kind-eyed, he often seems to have a simple and honest personality, so everyone nicknamed him "Old Han".

The mobile phone was confiscated from the bohemian man who put his feet in the aisle. Because he was too involved in playing with the mobile phone, he didn't notice the sudden quiet atmosphere in the classroom, and he didn't look up because Fang Zhi tripped over his feet. The surrounding environment has led to the tragedy of the mobile phone being confiscated.

My dear friend's name is Chen Mushu. As Fang Zhi's front desk, he would turn his head to look for Fang Zhi to play double row from time to time.

My dear brother claimed that the mobile phone was his body, and at this time the body was taken away by Lao Han, leaving him with only a numb skin slumped on the seat, with the back of his head resting on Fang Zhi's table and tapping mechanically.

Having been together day and night for nearly a year, the students in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School were always wary of Fang Zhi at the beginning, and the feelings they personally experienced would never lie.

In the past, people said that they had mental illness, would go crazy and hurt others, and seemed to have the ability to destroy the world. In fact, they were just like that, and they were no different from them.

He will also be rewarded and criticized for his good or bad grades. Although he is not close to anyone, he will occasionally quarrel and chat with his classmates.

If there is anything special about him, it is probably only his mediocre math grades.

Everything has been best proved by the washing of time.

Occasionally, Fang Zhi would be thankful that he had heard what Xu Xie said, and didn't rush to say the words to escape, otherwise he wouldn't have truly felt that there was a place where he could live day after day after that. Accept him.

Fang Zhi was very puzzled by Chen Mushu's self-mutilation behavior of knocking his head on the table, and put his hand on his head to stop him: "Knock yourself on the table."

"..." For a moment, Chen Mushu, who thought that Fang Zhi was feeling sorry for him, choked up for a moment, then raised his head and turned around, with his arms folded under his chin, blinking his eyes, "Brother, lend me your phone to play for a while." .”

Without raising his head, Fang Zhi took out the mobile phone from his pocket and threw it to Chen Mushu, who stretched out his hands to Baba: "Turn around, don't disturb me."

"That's it!" Chen Mushu, who had a mobile phone, seemed to be born again, and after answering, he turned around and remained silent obediently.

The evening self-study system for senior two in Puyang No. [-] High School is the same as that for senior one, with commuting students attending two sessions and boarding students attending three sessions.As for the third year of senior high school, because evening classes are held in the evening, no matter whether it is a day study or a boarding house, there are three full periods. Therefore, in the third year of senior high school, most students will choose to live on campus.

However, because of the freedom in the first and second grades, there are not many boarding students in each class. In order to save resources, the school requires self-study in the third quarter evening. Every four classes are combined in one classroom, and the classroom is determined by itself.

"Brother, return your phone, I'm leaving!"

Half a minute before the bell rang for the end of the second period of evening self-study, Chen Mushu returned his mobile phone, said goodbye and packed his schoolbag in one go, then stepped on the first bell with precision and ran out of the classroom.

"Hey! The little idiot is running pretty fast!" Jiang An carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, and praised Chen Mushu's back, and slowly swayed to Fang Zhi's table, "Boss Fang, didn't you eat dinner? Rub it up?"

"Eat." Fang Zhi packed his things with his back turned to him, and threw out two words indifferently.

"Have you eaten? Did you eat dinner? Did you go out to eat by yourself?" Jiang An was surprised.Brother Fang has never been conscious about eating. He thought that Fang Zhi fell asleep and was about to study late, and then was thrown back to the dormitory by a bowl of porridge halfway. After changing clothes, he rushed over to study late. Thinking about eating.

"Yeah." Fang Zhi was still worried about Jiang An's random rumors, and didn't want to explain too much. After packing up his things, he told Jiang An, "Remember to turn off the lights and lock the door" before getting up and leaving.

Class [-] to Class [-] of Senior [-] is a co-class group. After discussion, the boarding students of several classes put the third evening self-study in the classroom of Class [-] of Senior [-].

The reason is simple, it is close to the stairs, and it can be rushed down the first time after class.

If the self-study in the first and second periods is paddling, then only the third period of self-study for boarding students is swimming in the sea.Except for the inspection teacher who came to give an official warning at the beginning of this self-study session, all the time after that is the time for the students to let themselves go and sing freely.

Fang Zhi once witnessed a group of free people using a projector in the classroom to play SpongeBob SquarePants, a few people sat around online to play Snake, and what's more, they cooked oden with a small pot and ingredients that they didn't know where to hide, so that they could be cooked and eaten immediately As a selling point, a string of fifty cents earns air.

People release their nature in freedom, and people are rich in mind in freedom.

After seeing a lot, Fang Zhi gradually changed from shock to numbness, and every time he went to Class [-] for evening self-study, he carried a faint sense of sadness and stirring.

But tonight's shift was eerily quiet.

Without SpongeBob SquarePants and Pai Daxing's double sand sculpture smiles, and without the scent of oden floating in the air, today's class is as quiet as a temple fair after a carnival.

Fang Zhi raised his eyes, and after making sure that he did not go to the wrong classroom, he hesitantly pushed open a crack in the door and looked inside.

People are still the group of free people, but tonight they all sat obediently in their seats, as if some kind of invisible bondage locked their freedom.

Fang Zhi quickly analyzed the source of this restraint from their small movements such as turning their heads and looking back, talking in low voices—Xu Xie, the first grader sitting quietly in the farthest corner writing the test paper.

"Why is Mr. Xu here? Isn't he a day student?"

"You can keep the news shut. She submitted the application for living on campus yesterday, and has already moved into the dormitory this afternoon."

"Ah? Which dormitory? I won't be attacked by Xueba's light as soon as I return to the dormitory later, right?"

"Oh my god, the number one in the grade is sitting here, and I don't even dare to take out my phone to take a look... Could this be the legendary Xueba Guanghui Purdue me?"

"Who isn't... I'm afraid that my noise will disturb other people's thinking, causing him to be unable to solve the problems, fail to improve his grades, and slip down from the first place in the grade. Isn't it a big sin for me?"

"Wait, everyone, I, a blind student, discovered a brilliant point. Didn't Fang Zhi also study in our classroom at night? Then according to the kindness and resentment between him and Xu Xie..."

"Stop talking! I already have the brutal images of the two of them confronting each other in my mind!"

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Fang Zhi couldn't listen anymore, he pushed open the door with a dull face, strode into the classroom with everyone's suspicious eyes, and sat in the seat in front of Xu Xie.

The seats for evening self-study are not fixed, but Fang Zhi is used to sitting in the corner.The seat he usually sat in Class [-] was taken by a big guy who was studying in class for the first time tonight, and the other corners were also occupied, so he could only settle for the next best thing.

Xu Xie finished writing half of the physics test paper, shook his hands to relax his wrist, and was about to turn the page of the test paper, when he inadvertently raised his eyes and found that there was a familiar figure from the back on the seat in front of him at some point.

He hesitated and poked the back of the person in front of him with a pen. The latter tilted his head slightly, and his heart skipped a beat with the familiar cold eyebrows and cold eyes.

"What?" Fang Zhi was staring at the basic English test paper assigned to him by Zhao Shishi alone, his head ached from the circles of letters, he finally found some inspiration, and wanted to pick up his pen and write in a blank space I was writing something on my test paper, but was suddenly interrupted by a poke from behind.

very angry.

Xu Xie sensitively sensed Fang Zhi's unhappiness in his tone, restrained his joy and asked softly, "It's okay, I just wanted to ask why you came here now, and the bell has been ringing for several minutes...why? Is it? It seems that you are very unhappy."

Fang Zhi, who was unhappy, said truthfully: "The inspiration was interrupted by you."

Xu Xie knew how irritating this matter was, and apologized guiltily: "I'm sorry...how about you show me the title? I'll help you find inspiration?"

Fang Zhi, who was about to refuse, silently swallowed the words of refusal when he met Mr. Xu's sincere eyes, then turned his head and put the test paper that made him want to tear it up on the spot and pretend it never existed before with a "snap" on Xu Xie's face. on the desktop.

In the end, the cold and proud young boy sat back on the chair, with his arms resting on the back of the chair, his eyes slanted and his chin raised, signaling Xu Xie to start performing.

Xu Xie was tickled by his small movements, and couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from turning up under force, and focused on the test paper.

His eyes were first attracted by the young boy's flowing characters: the name of the boss was written on the top of the test paper, the tail of "Zhi" was drawn long, and the last hook was automatically omitted and turned into a bend along the tail.

At a second glance, he noticed a stick figure painted next to the name.

The eyes of the small expression are two small black dots, and the mouth is a "D" turned [-] degrees clockwise, with an arc drawn with a horizontal line inside, which looks like an incisor.

The cutest thing is that there are two big black dots under the eyes, which Xu Xie guessed blindly should be blush.

The curvature of the corner of his mouth was about to turn up again, Xu Xie endured and endured, finally he couldn't hold back, and let it turn up by itself.

"...What are you laughing at?" Fang Zhi looked at Xu Xie's upturned mouth in surprise, consciously being ridiculed, and preemptively said, "...Laughing ass."

As he said that, he was about to reach out and take the test paper back from Xu Xie's desk.

Xu Xie's smile couldn't hold back at all, and a little leaked from his lips: "Pfft."

...Pfft your head.

Realizing that he had been exposed, Mr. Xu hurriedly looked serious amidst the darkening face of the young boy, and tapped the little expression on the test paper with the tip of his pen: "It's pretty cute."

Fang Zhi pursed his lips, feeling ashamed as if his little secret had been revealed.

He didn't show his face, he only pinched the corner of the test paper with a little force: "Give it back to me."

"Don't, don't, don't..." Xu Xie immediately pressed the test paper with his elbow, "Don't talk, don't talk, I'll help you find inspiration, find inspiration."

After Fang Zhi stared at him suspiciously for a few seconds, he was once again defeated by his sincere eyes, and obediently withdrew his hand to listen to Xu Xie's lecture.