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Tang Yuan went to look for Lao Tian after class, but Lao Tian said that the matter had been resolved.

"How did you solve it?" Tang Yuan asked.

"Didn't you solve it yourself?" Lao Tian asked back.

Tang Yuan was puzzled, he hadn't done anything yet.

"Before you came this morning, Song Yichuan from Class [-] came to me and admitted that he was the one who hit me."

"Ah?" Tang Yuan didn't expect it to be like this, "You believe him when he says it is?"

Lao Tian rolled his eyes, "Of course I have to call and check with Zhu Hua first."

"In the end, when I called, the boy hesitated for a long time. Later, his father called me back and said that it would be forgotten in advance."

"..." Tang Yuangang still felt that he was being tricked...but he was really being tricked, so he was nervous all morning.

"Didn't Song Yichuan tell you? He said that Zhu Hua did it first, and I think it's true, too. Make a face like that."

How could Lao Tian fail to see the tricks in it? She knows all about Banlila's gang formation, and Tang Yuan is alone and unscathed, but Zhu Hua was beaten up like that, and there are "witnesses" present, how can there be such a wicked thing .

This family is really difficult to deal with, and Lao Tian doesn't want to get involved too much, and it's not worth the loss to make trouble at school. Since their family took the initiative to regard this matter as a petty fight between classmates, she was happy not to pursue it.

Song Yichuan probably didn't want to pursue it, as far as he was trying to save face, he absolutely didn't want others to know that there was such an oolong. Besides, he fought back, and Zhu Hua was definitely beaten harder than him.

Tang Yuan wanted to investigate, but he was born without a name.

So this matter was settled so logically.

When Tang Yuan walked out of the office, he still felt a little unreal. Yesterday Song Yichuan acted as if he had nothing to do with him. Not only did he not come to beat him today, but he even admitted that he did it, giving Tang Yuan a big favor.

What kind of soft-spoken and soft-hearted is this.

What a good person and a good thing.

But no matter what, Tang Yuan should thank him because of emotion and reason.

After the third period, Tang Yuan went upstairs and took the stairs on the other side of the toilet. It was impossible for Song Yichuan to sit in the first few rows with his height.

He was about to look for it from the back door, but when he raised his eyes, this man was sitting in the last row by the window. The window was unlocked. Tang Yuan put his finger on it and pushed it away with a little force.

Song Yichuan raised his head, the two looked at each other, and Tang Yuan gave him a look.

Song Yichuan then stood up.

"Have you visited Lao Tian?" Tang Yuan said another nonsense.

Song Yichuan didn't say anything, probably because he didn't feel the need to reply, he looked at Tang Yuan, waiting for his next words.

Tang Yuan sighed, deliberately showing a little disappointment, "Come and beat me up as agreed, I've been looking forward to it all morning."

"It must have been tense all morning." Song Yichuan exposed him.

"..."

"Do you have anything else to say, class is over."

This man can't even crack a joke.

Tang Yuan took a special look at the clock at the back of their classroom. He ran upstairs so fast to prevent him from blocking him with this sentence.

Standing in front of an unfamiliar classroom door for too long, there is always an uncomfortable feeling of invading other people's territory. Tang Yuan really has nothing to say to him, and his purpose is very clear.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

The three words were answered as coldly as others.

"But if you owe it, you owe it. Remember this slap, and you can ask me to get it back at any time in the future."

Song Yichuan didn't know the sincerity of these words, but in fact he didn't have to be such a gentleman, since Tang Yuan agreed, even if he really beat him up, he wouldn't hold grudges.

Tang Yuan saw that there was still time, "I added you on WeChat, when will you pass it and make friends."

Song Yichuan looked indifferent, unable to tell whether he was willing or reluctant, he took out his phone to unlock it, and the screen turned to face him, "Which one are you?"

I rely on.

This person is probably really popular, Tang Yuan believed that he caused a sensation when he came, and there was a series of "failures" that could not be cleared to the end with his new friends.

Most of the people reported their families. Tang Yuan glanced roughly, and saw that there were almost all of them in class [-] to [-], which made his posture of turning down somewhat awkward and subtle.

He didn't dare to look any further, so he slid down a little bit, and finally his profile picture appeared, followed by another series of "expired".

Fortunately, he is still there.

Tang Yuan clicked through.

Having lunch in the small cafeteria at noon, Tang Yuan and Yang Qifan sat down for a while, Song Yichuan came in, the girl was not there last time, this time he was the only one.

Tang Yuan raised his hand to say hello, and motioned to the table with his eyes, inviting him to join the table.

Song Yichuan nodded slightly, but didn't stop, walked to the old seat by the window and sat down.

Tang Yuan wanted to cough, but Yang Qifan coughed out before him, shook his head and sighed: "Why is this so?"

"What's wrong with me?" Tang Yuan asked.

"It's strange that you don't have much, and you're not bad for him." Yang Qifan hated that iron can't be made into steel.

"Isn't that bad?" Just one No.2 left him behind.

"What's the difference, you can see that he doesn't care about people, but you still care about me, and he loses with me." Yang Qifan said: "There must be other shortcomings. People can't just look at the surface, hey Why do you say he is always wearing a mask when he has nothing to do?"

Uncle Jia’s cooking today is still full of peppers, but it’s not so salty anymore. A dish of fried eggplant with cowpea is very delicious. Tang Yuan put some into the bowl, and Song Yichuan had already taken off his mask when he looked at the window.

In terms of sitting posture, it is good to face half of the face towards them.

"I'm allergic." Tang Yuan said.

"You see that he is still allergic, but you are fine." Yang Qifan said immediately.

"..."

Tang Yuan really wanted to sigh now, "Why is this so?"

When I got home that night, the rare Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu were there.

Huang Jun half leaned on the sofa and watched TV, Tang Yiyu was practicing calligraphy in the room, the housekeeper should have come in the afternoon, the floor was mopped clean, the kitchen was tidied up, the scene of pushing the door and entering looked like that at first glance .

"Why is it the Legend of Zhen Huan again? How many times has this happened?" Tang Yuan watched the scene on TV where Zhen Huan was welcomed back to the palace from Ganlu Temple in grand attire. Huang Jun seemed to like this episode especially. look.

"There's nothing else to look at," Huang Jun said.

Tang Yuan sat down to watch with her. Huang Jun, as a parent, had one thing that Tang Yuan couldn't envy to many of his classmates and friends, that is, she never cared about him. I just go to bed at what time, and I won’t scream too much when I go out and play crazy until I don’t come back for dinner.

There was a plate of cut fruits on the coffee table, Tang Yuan picked up a piece and ate it, when he picked up the second piece, Huang Jun said, "I kept yours in the kitchen."

Tang Yuan got up and went to the kitchen.

Back in the room, he took a photo and sent it to Tang Sirong, 【Suspect again that I picked it up. 】

The plate just now was exquisite both in terms of knife workmanship and presentation, but when it came to him, it was just a scribbled mess.

As a daughter, Tang Sirong is naturally aware of Huang Jun's character of being "strict" and "lenient" to others. She also knows what he is talking about because Tang Yuan has no picture.

She replied: [You were carried out outside the delivery room with my own eyes, no one can pick you up. 】

Tang Yuan: [The fierce dog cries.JPG]

Tang Yuan: [I'd rather pick it up. 】

Tang Sirong: [What nonsense. 】

Tang Sirong: [Where can I pick up such a handsome and lovely younger brother. 】

His sister is really good at blowing rainbow farts, Tang Yuan sent her a Big Dipper like, [What are you doing? 】

【work overtime. 】

【Why are you working overtime again? You work more overtime than Zhen Huan when she returned to the palace. 】

[There is no work without overtime, you will know when you graduate. 】

Tang Yuan wanted to ask her how she was doing recently, and told her to combine work and rest, not wanting Tang Sirong to be touched by the word graduation, and asked about his class assignment.

[Not yet, we have to wait for the monthly exam. 】 Tang Yuan said.

[Did Mom and Dad not urge you? ] She probably guessed that he didn't want to take the exam.

[Mom asked, and I said I didn't want to stay, so she didn't say anything. 】

It was as if he could pass the exam if he wanted to.

Too big.

Tang Sirong didn't answer him anymore. Tang Yuan moved the fruit plate to the corner of the table and looked out of the window. His room faces the same direction as the kitchen, so the field of view is similar.

The old house has been around for some years. Tang Yuan and his family of four have been living here since he can remember. Most of Tang Yiyu’s former bank colleagues have moved away, leaving only a handful of them. Most of the surrounding residents are migrant workers and those with limited mobility old man.

Maybe it's because it's so close to work.

Tang Yuan never heard that Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu had any plans to relocate, but what he heard most was make do.

He actually knew the real reason.

No one thought about it, and no one cared about keeping it from him.

For a family whose light bulbs have been broken for three months, who cares about the superficial warmth besides perfunctory.

But Tang Yuan was still afraid of this. He always felt that he was standing on a tall building, and the weight on the soles of his feet had already been hollowed out.

Sometimes he can't sleep at night because he is worried about the collapse, and sometimes he feels that he has too many delusions and can't recognize the reality clearly. It may be a dream of him being crushed under the ruins.

It just rained a few days ago, and the dust left on the glass was washed out of the winding lines by the water flow. It hadn't been wiped for a few days. Tang Yuan took out a wet tissue and was about to open the window when the phone turned on.

Tang Sirong said: [But you always have to leave them, parents have their own lives. 】

It took a long time for her to reply to him, and Tang Yuan couldn't help guessing what she was thinking when she sent this.

He sat down, 【My sister is free and easy. 】

Tang Sirong: [I was not so free and easy before, and I am more clever than you. 】

Tang Yuan: [When? 】

Tang Sirong: [Don't worry about when, it's their business that they don't want to put pressure on you, I know how many exams you have next. 】

This is the horror of being both an older sister and a senior.

Tang Yuan could only say hello to her, try his best, next time for sure.

Tang Sirong said this because there was an iron rule passed down from generation to generation in Class A in the experiment. There were sixty students in the previous two classes, but now it should be thirty.

In addition to the first selection, people in the ordinary class can still enter class A as long as they enter the top [-] in the grade twice in a row.

These two items do not conflict with each other, because they have to be done twice in a row, so it will not prevent the outstanding people in the back from entering just because the [-] people are full, and it will not open the network to the people inside when the number of A class is less than [-]. one side.

Now that his sister has spoken, he has to fight for good or bad. Tang Yuan sees that he still has time, so he takes out the papers he brought back and sorts them out. He usually has the habit of doing wrong set of questions. Take it out and look it up, so that he rarely makes the same mistake twice.

He cut out the wrong question, pasted it in the blank space, and wrote the correct answer and problem-solving ideas below.

With glue on his fingers, Tang Yuan thought of Zhu Hua, and Zhu Hua naturally thought of Song Yichuan.

He clicked on the person's WeChat and stared at the penguin portrait for a long time. He wanted to ask him if he drew it himself, but he felt like he was looking for something to say.

After hesitating again and again, Tang Yuan asked: [Will you enter Class A? 】

Song Yichuan: [Yes. 】

Thought I wouldn't get a reply.

This person got [-] to [-] yuan, and he would reply to WeChat.

Tang Yuan smiled and typed, then I...

What about me?

Then I bless you?

Then I will also enter?

Tang Yuan didn't know what he wanted to say.

He thought for a while, then silently deleted the typed words, clicked on the list of emojis, and sent him an emoji of "Strong China has its own strength, China's hands are rich, the people are strong, and you are not as strong as you."

Song Yichuan ignored him for a whole week.