What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

For half the afternoon, neither Liu Zheng nor Zou Yiming could return to the classroom for class.It is said that the dean asked the two of them to call their parents, and Liu Zheng called his mother without saying a word, but Zou Yiming was as stubborn as a donkey from the beginning to the end, and he refused to live or die.In the end, Liu Zheng, who cooperated with the leniency, only needed to write an inspection, while Zou Yiming, who resisted the strictness, was recorded as a major demerit.

Ji Zhun had heard Tan Jingyang tell him about Zou Yiming before, and he knew that he probably didn't want to trouble his mother.This person is usually a little muddy, but he is really a filial son.In addition, when Liu Zheng framed him before, Zou Yiming actually did not participate in it, so it seems that he is much more kind than Liu Zheng.

After the evening self-study get out of class, Ji Zhun followed Tan Jingyang home as usual to help him organize his notes.Recently, Aunt Hui has been helping Tan Jingyang pick up Tan Le, saying that she doesn't want him to be so busy when he is injured.Anyway, the massage parlor didn't open until evening, so I just took advantage of the spare time to share the burden for him.

Tan Jingyang originally wanted to give money, but Aunt Hui rolled her eyes directly.Compared with Tan Jingyang, Tan Le is simply much cuter.Seeing that she couldn't resist, Tan Jingyang had no choice but to agree, so on weekdays, she relied on helping Aunt Hui to settle accounts and do chores, which was also counted as a thank you.

"I remember when you first moved to Tianshui Street, you still had a special opinion of Aunt Hui." Walking beside Tan Jingyang, Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows and said to him, "Have you changed your mind now?"

"Yeah." Tan Jingyang smiled a little ashamedly, "I chose to live there because I had to, and I didn't like anything. Later, I found out that my landlord and Aunt Hui are actually very good people, but they always go upstairs. Living in the ground will inevitably lead to some conflicts. The old man is sick and hospitalized now, and Aunt Hui even brought some things to visit him, and when I came back, I was very emotional."

"Actually, this kind of neighborhood relationship is really rare." Ji Zhun rubbed his nose, and Tan Jingyang's words brought back some childhood memories, "When I was still living in a bungalow in the alley, from the street corner to the end of the street is so There must be a dozen or so people who ran over madly and told you to 'slow down and pay attention'. Unlike now, I don't know the last name of the person who lives next door."

He paused for a moment and smiled again: "However, there is a secret that I really can't hide. When Sister Jiao and my father were divorcing, the neighbors in the neighborhood one or two were better than the two parties. Regardless of persuasion and persuasion , must focus on participation.”

Tan Jingyang stopped suddenly, and turned her head to look at Ji Zhun in surprise, as if she didn't expect that the other party would tell her about his past so easily at this moment.

Although Tan Jingyang knew that Chen Jianye was not Ji Zhun's biological father, after all, one of them was named Chen and the other was Chen, and Ji Zhun didn't follow his mother's surname.But it was the first time I heard about his previous life.But it's right to think about it this way, if he didn't live in the alley before, how could he be watched by Heizi growing up.

"I haven't heard you say this before." Tan Jingyang's Adam's apple moved, and he asked softly, "When were you separated?"

"It's early." Ji Zhun shrugged indifferently, "My father used to work in a hydropower plant, and he was a colleague of Sister Jiao. After he was laid off, he just started a small business. But he is lazy and likes to drink. What is he doing? They didn’t work for long. In the end, not only did they not earn any money, but they even brought a woman home. It’s okay for two people to live together, or for three people to live together... Do you think my sister Jiao’s temper can bear it? Don’t say anything Just kicked my own father off, and took me back to my grandma's house. Later, my wealthy stepfather Chen Jianye came online."

When Jizhun said this, his tone was slightly raised throughout. It didn't sound like a child from a single-parent family complaining about his original family and his father's betrayal. TV series.

Tan Jingyang remained silent, frowning and looking at Ji Zhun.

He seemed to want to say something, but he was afraid to speak.

Ji Zhun was amused by his hesitation to speak, and he bent his lips and said, "Brother, are you holding back your urine?"

"Are you sad, at that time." Tan Jingyang asked in a low voice, with a hint of distress in his eyes.

"It was a little bit at the beginning." Jizhun nodded undeniably, "especially when those neighbors talk about it in front of you intentionally or unintentionally...what's the matter 'It's pathetic to make trouble', 'His father and Xiaosan seem to have another person outside. Child', it’s a lie to say that I don’t feel uncomfortable.” He paused and then said, “But I didn’t feel that it was something special, especially when I later found out that Chen Jianye was very kind to my mother and me. Really good. In Sister Jiao’s words, it is because of Lao Chen that the mother sparrow can bring her little sparrow to live in Phoenix’s Nest, and it will last a lifetime. To be honest, since she followed Chen Jianye, Sister Jiao’s face The smile is much brighter than before."

"Then do you still have contact with your own father now?"

"Yes, but not many." Ji Zhun shrugged, "Actually, my father treated me well, and Sister Jiao and Chen Jianye didn't stop me from getting in touch with him. But it seems that he and his later wife have never been able to have children. I have been running here and there for several years in search of medical treatment, and I haven’t come back very often.”

Probably because he was feeling cold, Ji Zhun put his hood on his head, rubbed his hands together and breathed out the hot air, raised his eyes and smiled and said: "To be honest, I am very grateful to my step-dad. Because of his love, let the previous Those things seem trivial."

Tan Jingyang watched Ji Zhun quietly, his eyes were shining brightly against the street lamps.

He suddenly found that tonight he had a new understanding of the person in front of him.At first, he only thought that Ji Zhun was a rich young man born with a golden spoon in his mouth, because he was unsophisticated because he was unsophisticated.But now it seems that it is not that he has never experienced it, but that he has replaced sharp sensitivity with a kind of free and easy, open-mindedness.This is not only due to Chen Jianye, but also his eyes that can see paper money as a butterfly.

Thinking about it this way, my previous thoughts on him were still too one-sided.

"Huh? It's snowing."

A trace of coldness fell on the tip of Jizhun's nose. He looked up at the snowflakes falling under the street lamp, took out his phone from his pocket and turned on the camera function:

"Brother Yang, look at me."

Tan Jingyang withdrew his thoughts suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw Ji Zhun was taking pictures of him with his mobile phone while moving his feet to find the best composition.

"Tsk, don't make a fool of yourself, just smile?" Ji Zhun brought his phone close to Tan Jingyang, and took a close-up of him.

Tan Jingyang has never been used to taking pictures, but whenever the camera hits him, he will definitely freeze.

So he stretched out his hand to cover Ji Zhun's camera, but was gently waved away by the other party, so he sighed and said, "What are you doing?"

"Record your handsome face." Ji Zhun stared at the screen, showing his canine teeth, and raised his chin at Tan Jingyang, "Come on, say something."

"say what?"

"casual."

"..."

Tan Jingyang stood motionless on the spot, a bit at a loss by Ji Zhun's unreasonable operation.

Seeing that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, Ji Zhun could only try to guide Tan Jingyang to speak.

"Are you cold, brother Yang?" he asked.

"not cold."

"What shall we eat later?"

"Let's cook the noodles." Tan Jingyang paused, "Or what do you want to eat?"

"I...anything is fine, it's better to be hot."

Ji Zhun held up his mobile phone, and the two of them walked slowly towards Tianshui Street, chatting nonsense at the same time.

"What the hell are you recording this for?"

"you guess?"

"……never mind."

"Brother Yang, your hometown is Meicheng?"

"Ah."

"Tell me, what's delicious in Meicheng."

"Duck with fermented glutinous glutinous rice, braised fish roe... gone."

"Who did you learn to draw from?"

"my mother."

"She's an art teacher?"

"Ah."

"Then do you want to be an art teacher in the future?"

"Do not want to."

"Then what?"

"Let's go to college first."

"Hey, absolutely..." Jizhun moved the phone away, looked at Tan Jingyang helplessly, frowned, and said, "Can you stop being like a lazy donkey? Let me ask you a question."

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"Forget it and call it a day."

"I like you."

The two voices overlapped.

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"..."

Ji Zhun slipped his hand, and the phone almost fell face down on the ground.He frantically connected several times before barely protecting the phone, but he didn't dare to snap at Tan Jingyang as he did just now.

"Should I continue?" Tan Jingyang looked at Ji Zhun and asked seriously.

"Cough, um, almost enough."

Ji Zhun licked his dry lips, and put the phone back into his pocket.

……

That night, after returning from Tan Jingyang's house, Jizhun opened the editing software on the computer and dragged this clip into the track.

In class today, he analyzed the skills he is good at from the inside to the outside.In the end, I found that the only thing that could be managed was filming.So, he decided to make a video for Tan Jingyang on his birthday.Firstly, it will not hit the money, and secondly, it is still ingenious.

I have to say that Tan Jingyang's face is very suitable for photogenic.It's not that simple handsome, but textured.Judging from Ji Zhun's abundant viewing volume, this face is undoubtedly more suitable for the big screen.

It's a pity, but it's a facial paralysis that freezes when it sees the camera.

Select the material with the mouse and drag it frame by frame, and Ji Zhun cut out the useful parts smoothly.

He turned up the volume in the earphones quite loudly so that he could check where noise reduction was needed.The clock on the desk lamp pointed to one o'clock in the morning, Ji Zhun rubbed his eyes and took a sip of the hot milk beside him.

As the picture on the screen flickered twice, the embarrassing old man blushing came from the earphone again:

"I like you."

Ji Zhun was caught off guard, milk almost sprayed the keyboard.He hurriedly took out a few pieces of paper to wipe, only to feel that the nerves in his forehead began to throb again.

He bit the tip of his tongue, then took out a super strong mint candy from the drawer and chewed it in his mouth, so that the damn restlessness would stop quickly.

The mouse quickly cut out the material with that sentence, intending to delete it.But after swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, the hand that clicked "delete" was never willing to let go.

In the end, the material was saved in another copy by Ji Zhun, and it was locked in a locked folder.

Folder name: [waste material]

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