I just want to drop out of school after being attacked by a crying bag

Little brother

"Aren't you a commuter?"

"Okay," Tony didn't stutter even when he was interrupted, "Come and sit here and I'll wash your hair first."

Tony kept talking in Cheng Li's ear while Cheng Li was getting his haircut, but he didn't listen to a word. Instead, the conversation between Jiang Zhi and the woman next to him kept drilling into his ears.

He could not hear clearly, but he could hear women's laughter from time to time, as well as Jiang Zhi's slightly lowered voice.

Tony probably saw that Cheng Li had been ignoring him, and gradually stopped talking. He quickly cut a very high-level cut, and then put away the tools, "Handsome guy, look at it, how is it, are you satisfied?"

Cheng Li stood up from the chair, glanced at himself in the opposite mirror, then walked over to Jiang Zhi and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Zhi didn't know what he was talking to that woman, he was bending over and smiling with his head down, when he heard Cheng Li's words "ah", "You're done, oh, let's go."

"Aren't you going?"

"I'm not finished, you go first."

"I would get lost."

Jiang Zhi glared at him, "You knew you would get lost before you left?"

The woman smiled, "It's really a detour to go back to your teaching building, otherwise, you wait for Jiang Zhi for a while, he will be here soon, and you two go back together after finishing the treatment."

Jiang Zhi brushed his hair unhappily, "Sister Zhao, I won't go back, I'll go directly to the dormitory in a while." Now it's the third quarter's evening self-study, and he can go back to the dormitory after dragging it, so he doesn't want to go back to the self-study again.

Sister Zhao's name is Zhao Fei. Zhao Fei patted him, "It's only 10 minutes of class now. I'm not your shelter here. Go back and study hard. I'll be off work in a while."

When the three of them were talking, Zhao Fei didn't stop her hands, and Jiang Zhi's hair was straightened up quickly. He felt that Zhao Fei drove him away today because of Cheng Li's presence, and he often skipped classes here.

Just being unhappy, a familiar voice came from the door of the barber shop, "Jiang Zhi?"

Jiang Zhi's back froze, and he didn't even want to turn his head back for a moment—this was Zhang Zhengxi's voice.

He cursed inwardly, what a fucking bad luck.

Zhang Zhengxi walked in and said with a smile: "It's such a coincidence, I'm here to get a haircut too."

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath and turned around, with a smirk on his face, he said: "Brother Xi, what a coincidence, just take care, I'll go back first."

"Are you finished?" Zhang Zhengxi grabbed Jiang Zhi's arm.

Jiang Zhi threw him away reflexively, and Zhang Zhengxi touched the cabinet next to him, making a loud noise.

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly a little stiff, Cheng Li's gaze swept Jiang Zhi around, and then looked at Zhang Zhengxi.

There was a moment of astonishment on Zhang Zhengxi's face, and then he said in a deep voice, "Are you still blaming me for that incident?"

The air was a little quiet, Jiang Zhi laughed twice, turned his head and said to Cheng Li, "Let's go." He greeted Zhao Fei, and then left the container room.

Cheng Li went out behind him, the road outside was very dark, with a street light a few meters away, it always seemed that he could not breathe for a second and was about to stop cooking.

Jiang Zhi was walking in front of him, with his hands in his pockets, kicking every stone he saw every few steps, and suddenly turned to look at him, "You skipped a grade to the sophomore year, and your grades are pretty good, right?"

"..how?"

"Can't you recognize the road?"

Cheng Li didn't think about whether it would be really difficult to recognize, he just felt that he had turned several corners when he came, and he didn't want to get lost on the way back, he hated useless work, so he wanted Jiang Zhi to take him back directly.

Jiang Zhi said: "Remember this time, I won't take you away again."

Cheng Li let out a "hmm".

He thought Jiang Zhi's "remember it" was simply to follow him, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhi to start explaining it seriously.

"Did you see this crooked-neck tree? It's a tree that you can walk up to directly. Go here and turn in. This is the teaching building for the third year of high school... This is the playground. You can come here to play football in the future. Go to the right Turn.. This row of bungalows is the A-level department. Their chosen ones don’t have to climb the stairs, and then cross this path.. This is the dormitory building for girls. The school takes care of them, so this building is in the center of the school, close to everything, from Go around on the left...and here you are, the building in front of you is our teaching building."

Jiang Zhi looked at the building in front of him with his pockets in the moonlight, and there were several empty phone booths next to him, "Do you remember?"

Cheng Li looked at him and said, "Remember."

"Okay," Jiang Zhizhi pointed upstairs, "Go up."

Cheng Li paused for a moment, and wanted to ask him if he wasn't going up, but in the end he didn't ask anything, and walked into the building.

Jiang Zhi exhaled. In fact, from the moment he heard Zhang Zhengxi's voice just now, he had a lingering qi in his heart, but he couldn't let it out. He took a few breaths and turned around a few times.

Now there is no one on campus, and there is no one in the phone booths where there are usually long queues. Jiang Zhi took out the phone card he carried with him from his pocket, dialed the phone, and a familiar voice came from there, "Baby—"

Jiang Zhi buried his head in the phone booth, "Mom..."

After the call, the bell rang just after class, and the first ones to run out were those who made calls. Jiang Zhi vacated space, and in just half a minute, there was a long line behind several phone booths, people who called their partners and parents. , and friends.. Everyone has different expressions on their faces. Jiang Zhi found it interesting and watched it for a while.

Not long after his shoulders were held up from behind, Xue Song's sleepy voice sounded, "Don't go to self-study, why don't you just sit here and watch people make phone calls?"

Jiang Zhi turned to look at him, "You are finally willing to wake up."

Xue Song rubbed his eyes with two fingers, "Don't mention it, I don't want to make up homework in this life, and I haven't slept a full night in three days."

The two were chatting and walking towards the dormitory. On the way, someone called to go to the laundry room to smoke a cigarette. Xue Song regained his energy and dragged Jiang Zhi away.

"Songer! Didn't go home!" The laundry room was still full of voices after the next night's self-study, and there was a row of smokers standing on the edge of the container room, and someone teased them.

"Fuck, don't mention it, look at my big dark circles." Xue Song went to the man, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, the two of them lit the fire, and joined the ranks of puffing.

Jiang Zhigang was about to take out his pocket for cigarettes, when someone suddenly handed one over, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Zhi glanced at him, took the cigarette, and the man lit it for him again.

Xue Song raised his eyebrows.

Someone next to him said, "Introduce yourself to Brother Jiang and Brother Xue."

"My name is Wang Shan, from class 44. I'm in the same class as you two. I don't know if I've seen me before. It's my first time here today. I'm sorry." As he spoke, he stuffed something into his hand.

This is definitely a high-end product among high school students. In fact, Jiang Zhi sometimes feels that the private affairs of No. [-] Middle School go home and tell his friends who go to school in the city. The most authentic social circle.

If you get along well, someone calls Brother Diyan to help you create momentum, if you don’t mix well, it’s the one who calls Brother and Diyan, and the situation is even worse, or you don’t have a name, and you’re just an ordinary high school student.

He pushed the cigarette back and asked, "Who brought it?"

Wang Shan looked at a person behind him.

"I, Old Jiang," said Zhang Yi, a person from the A-level department behind him. He came up and put his arms around Jiang Zhi's shoulders, and said, "The last time I had a fight with the B-level department, this kid rushed very hard. He is from your C-level department." , I said I will send you someone, and you can call him if you need anything in the future."

"Okay, then I'll make a note." Jiang Zhi nodded, and then said: "I'm going back first, I haven't packed my luggage yet."

Only then did Xue Song remember, and said, "I still have to wear that quilt, Jiang Zhi, save me—"

"Maybe I will? What nonsense are you talking about." Jiang Zhi said again: "Go back first, see you tomorrow."

After finishing their cigarettes, the two quarreled with the group of people before leaving the laundry room.

Along the way, Xue Song begged Jiang Zhi to go back and help him put on the quilt together. The thing Jiang Zhiping hated most in his life was to put on the quilt, saying: "It's absolutely impossible, stop talking about it."

"Jiang Jiang, Zhizhi, you can't do this, you must help me, I really don't know how to do that, if you don't help me, I will..."

"You can go to Song Xi, he puts the quilt on himself every time, I testify. My mother puts on the quilt and brings it over, how can I help you?"

"That fat man can nag me to death, I will never look for him, it's just you, the other-"

Their dormitory is on the second floor with 12 rooms.

Jiang Zhi shared the dormitory with Liu Yiding and Song Xi, not Xue Song.

There are more than 4000 people in Sanzhong alone, and there are 54 classes with more than 80 people in each class. In the 12-person dormitory, boys in their class still occupy four rooms, but some have vacant beds.

Xue Song didn't know why he was so determined to ask Jiang Zhi to help him put on the quilt, but he still insisted. Jiang Zhi is the kind of person who won't agree to you, even if you force him, the two of them went back and forth. Starting to play around, Xue Song relied on himself to be stronger than him, and finally dragged Jiang Zhi back to their dormitory with his feet off the ground.

"Fuck," Jiang Zhi laughed out of breath, and was half dragged and half hugged by Xue Song to their dormitory, "You bastard...you are not a fucking human! You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he hit someone with his hand waving around, and he smiled subconsciously and said, "I'm sorry."

Then it turned out to be Cheng Li.

Cheng Li glanced at Jiang Zhi who was hugged by Xue Song, frowned slightly, and continued to pack his luggage.

Jiang Zhi patted Xue Song, motioned to stop making trouble, and save him some face, and then he asked strangely, "Aren't you a day student?"

"I'm here to clean up the bed. These have to be returned to the school." He didn't look up, his tone was a little cold.

Jiang Zhi felt that he was a little cold, and he didn't know if it was his own illusion, so he said "oh".

Xue Song slept through the whole day, and didn't know that a new person had been transferred to the class. It was strange to see that the vacant bunk in his dormitory was taken by someone.

"Who is he?" He moved Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi watched Cheng Li skillfully tidy up his bed, and said, "Someone who can help you cover the quilt." After speaking, he ran to his dormitory.

The dormitory of the two of them is opposite, Xue Song chases after them.

"Hey!!" Song Xi walked towards his bed with a basin of footwashing water, but was bumped by Xue Song who came suddenly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xue Song slammed on the brakes, turned a corner and threw himself on Jiang Zhi's bed.

Jiang Zhi's luggage was not packed last night, and he continued to pack it today. From the corner of his eye, he saw that Liu Yiding had already packed it, and without raising his head, he said, "Jing'er, help me get a basin of water to wash my feet."

"Alright Brother Jiang." Liu Yiding took Jiang Zhi's basin and went out.

"Jin'er! Help me take over the bowl!" Xue Song also joined in the fun.

"Get out!" Liu Yiding shouted from the corridor.

"Hey hey." Xue Song smirked on the ginger bed.

Jiang Zhi sorted out the things that made his head hurt from the box, and asked, "Aren't you going back? The lights will be turned off in a while."

"Who is that person? From our class?"

Song Xi answered while soaking his feet, "I came here yesterday afternoon, and I jumped two grades."

"Skipping a grade?" Xue Song clasped his hands, "Student master."

Song Xi said: "It looks like I haven't talked much today, I've been studying all the time." He added: "The two nymphomaniacs behind me are dying, and they keep saying that Hua Zelei is here." After speaking, he laughed.

"Damn it!" Xue Song patted the bed and said, "Then Jiang Zhibancao's status is lost? I have to teach..."

"Pull it down." Jiang Zhi had been packing his things. He knew that with Xue Song's temper, he would not be used to this kind of person who just came here and didn't know how to look at others and drag him back. "That person is brother Yue Feng, don't make trouble with him."

Song Xi glanced at him, hesitant to speak.

The author says:

So is Jiang Zhi a cool guy or a baby who needs to be coaxed by his mother (touch chin)