Eastern Star Spot

The rumors continued to ferment, and everyone was half-university students, so the rumors were not so sexy and exciting, it was just a little unbearable.

Shen Jiu and Pu Jie were in his class upstairs, and they overheard other people discussing it by chance, and even listened to it as gossip.

When he knew that the protagonist was Liao Dongxing, he was greatly surprised.

"Why is he so fierce?" Shen Jiu was dubious, "Is he really messing with my head teacher? Really?"

Pu Jie said: "I don't think he looks like this kind of person."

Shen Jiu: "Why doesn't it look like it, I think he can do it."

Pu Jie said: "If he's really such a rascal, will he let Zhao You and Xie Minyu go? He didn't even say a few words to the girls in the studio."

"How do you know that he didn't make a move? Didn't Zhao You have a good relationship with him? Maybe the two of them have already—"

"No." Pu Jie interrupted her, "They're fine."

Shen Jiu glanced at her suspiciously: "How do you know?"

Pu Jie said: "If there is anything, you will treat my gossip eyes as blind. I can tell at a glance that they are not playing."

Seeing that she was so sure, Shen Jiu couldn't say anything, she curled her lips and said, "Then where did this kind of talk come from, why don't I go and find out."

"I also!"

The two of them are worthy of being the future paparazzi stars. By noon, they knew all the rumors in various versions, and they patted Jiang Yu on the shoulder kindly and friendly.

Jiang Yu took out his mobile phone in a daze: "Why do you want my roommate's number?"

"Know too much and die early."

The two said in unison.

Jiang Yu: "..."

In fact, it was because Jiang Yu's roommate was Liao Dongxing's junior high school classmate, the mother of rumors.

"A man is so unreasonable." After listening to the boy's narration, Pu Jie complained, "It doesn't look decent at first glance, do you believe what he said?"

Shen Jiu didn't feel anything: "What he said was quite sincere, but..."

She shrugged, "It's none of our business, I'm full enough to ask you about such boring things."

Pu Jie was stunned for a moment: "Then we don't care?"

"It's not our turn to take care of it, let's go, let's go to eat."

Liao Dongxing came back after answering the phone, returned to his seat indifferently, stretched his long legs, opened the English book and covered his face, exuding the aura of I'm so sleepy and don't bother me.

Just now Xiaoyue asked him to go to Dongdu early in the evening and tell him something.

Recently, he went to Dongdong relatively late, and he only went after the evening class. Fortunately, Boss Wang didn't come often, and Manager Fang was busy with the new store, so no one really talked about him.

Ye Ban probably said that he was absent from class again.

Liao Dongxing put the English book away from his face, consciously took out the sketchbook in the drawer, picked out two sharpened charcoal pencils and put them on the table, and looked around the classroom.

Some students from different classes were lying on the window chatting with their friends, their elbows resting on the window frame, and their upper body leaned forward at a suitable angle.

He draws lines up and down with a charcoal pencil.

Pan Guomao came over: "What are you doing?"

"draw."

Pan Guomao: "Hurry up so fast? Don't you have any sketches due today?"

Liao Dongxing said: "If you want to skip class at night, you should draw the punishment first."

Pan Guomao choked, and after a while suddenly said cautiously: "Brother Liao, do you want to meet your girlfriend when you go out every day? The junior high school teacher?"

Liao Dongxing paused, and the pointed end of the charcoal pen broke on the sketch paper due to excessive force, and the smooth and delicate carbon track was forced to interrupt, leaving an annoying deep black breakpoint.

"Fuck." He swung his pen and scolded unbearably, "You are looking for death, you have a pig's brain?"

Pan Guomao turned his head nonchalantly, as if he hadn't asked.

Liao Dongxing went out to the corridor to smoke a cigarette, suppressed his impatience to the bottom, and went back to paint.

Strange to say, he has never had anything to do with "hard work" since he grew up. Even if he was watched by Qin Chunchun 24 hours a day in junior high school, he still had a way to sneak out to have fun.

But now no one is in charge, no one has any demands on him, but he has become more self-disciplined.

Maybe he has a pursuit, he thought to himself, he has seen ghosts and monsters, and he always wants to see what the sky looks like.

But it's also possible that he likes drawing quite a bit, and it reminds him of building blocks when he touches the pen to let go.

Every line of that kind is precise and appropriate, and every stroke of color is soft and comfortable, just like a castle is built high and a puzzle is neatly stacked.

It's like the most intimate union of two people, which makes people exhale a breath of foul air.

When he arrived in Dongdu at night, he went to the lady's room first.

As soon as Xiaoyue saw him, she hurried up and pulled him to a place where no one was around, and told the clues she had found.

"So I think room 117 is Sun Yi." She looked into Liao Dongxing's eyes and finally said.

Liao Dongxing thought sure enough: "Is the evidence available?"

"Yes. Video and witnesses," Xiaoyue said, "What are you going to do?"

Liao Dongxing thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Give it directly to Boss Wang."

Xiaoyue was a little surprised: "I thought you would take this opportunity to frighten him, and you can get him to do things for us with this opportunity."

Liao Dongxing originally had this plan, but now the timing is wrong: "I don't have time to spare."

"What are you doing?" Xiaoyue asked strangely, as if she had never heard of his serious business.

Liao Dongxing said, "The exam is coming."

Xiaoyue said in shock: "Are you still studying?"

"Well, senior year."

She opened her mouth, got stuck for a long time, and finally popped out a fuck, and said with a sigh: "You are really...a wonderful thing."

Liao Dongxing smiled: "Thank you."

Xiaoyue looked at him: "Then you study hard, and tell me what difficulties you have. I thought you were older than me, little brother."

"..."

Xiaoyue said: "This is for my sister, don't worry, I will take care of it for you."

At exactly twelve noon the next day, he received a call from Xiaoyue.

Her voice was lower than usual, and she said, "Are you in class?"

"...Elder Sister, it's twelve o'clock at noon. I will kick the head of any teacher who is in class at this time." Liao Dongxing said speechlessly.

"That's fine. Let me tell you, Boss Wang is here tonight, so come earlier."

Liao Dongxing walked into the hall all the way to the east, Xiaoyue was already waiting at the door, and when he saw him coming, he went up to meet him: "Change your clothes, go to 117, Boss Wang has already arrived."

Liao Dongxing raised his eyelids: "117."

He casually took the shirt that Xiaoyue handed over, and put the T-shirt on without taking it off.

117 walked in and saw that there were three sessions of interrogation, and the tea table was removed. Boss Wang occupied the center of the sofa as usual, with Sun Yi lying in front of him with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and the Shouhou brothers staring at him.

Everyone had the four characters "ruthless and unrighteous" plastered on their faces.

He wanted to get angry for no reason, not because of Boss Wang or Sun Yi, just pure irritability.

Even the bright-eyed and white-toothed Xiaoyue looked hideous, these people were like a mass of shadows, once trapped, sooner or later they would be confessed in the night of nothingness.

"Here?" Boss Wang said with a calm smile, "Sit."

He pointed to the sofa on the left.

Liao Dongxing sat down unceremoniously, and the thin monkey glanced at him, then turned his head away.

Boss Wang: "I heard what happened yesterday from Manager Chen, and I'll give you an explanation today."

Thin Monkey winked, and went up with an electric baton in hand.

The people around her were so used to it, even Xiaoyue just watched with a blank expression.

Sun Yi's screams did not make him happy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." He howled bitterly, his voice hoarse, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Boss Wang looked at it leisurely, and finally asked him: "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have touched it! Boss Wang, forgive me once and I won't do it again. I will watch the situation honestly... I'm obsessed with ghosts, please let me go, please..."

Boss Wang patiently listened to his incoherent speech, and asked for Liao Dongxing's opinion: "What do you think, Manager Liao?"

"Drugs, more than 0.5 grams are the death penalty." He said coldly.

Boss Wang nodded in agreement: "Yes, it is a society ruled by law now, which is different from our time."

"But if you die, it's a bit troublesome." He was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about how to deal with his subordinates, and said for a while, "Since you have been with me for so many years, everyone should talk about friendship...you stay Only hand."

The two big men holding Sun Yi picked him up, one on the left and the other on the right, and Boss Wang turned to Liao Dongxing again: "Manager Liao thinks he should keep his left hand or his right hand?"

Sun Yi was smeared with tears and snot, his arms were lifted, the cuffs were drawn to the shoulders, and the inner side of the arm was facing outward, revealing two bruises.

Liao Dongxing could tell at a glance that it was the pigmentation left by two pinholes.

"Forget it." He stood up suddenly, and said to Boss Wang, "I'm going to go to see the venue, just deal with irrelevant matters casually, no need to waste time."

Boss Wang said with a smile: "Since you think it doesn't matter, why should I be such a bad guy? Let it go."

As soon as the two big men let go, Sun Yi slammed on the ground like a ball that had leaked out of air, and it became limp and unable to bounce back.