Eastern Star Spot

"Little girl's liking is nothing." Yan Xun said lightly.

"You know?" Liao Dongxing was astonished, "You know she likes you and you still let her make trouble?"

Yan Xun said helplessly: "When she grows up, she will understand, overcorrecting and counterproductive."

"Understood your mother."

Liao Dongxing beat him up, kicked over the trash can in front of their house before leaving, and walked away.

He was pushing his bicycle on the side of the road when his phone vibrated. It was from the group that he informed that the exam was over and that the studio would return to normal classes from tomorrow. He asked the students to bring back the paints and painting utensils left in the school to the studio.

It was already late when he returned to school, and the shelves in the temporary drawing classroom were almost empty. He casually packed them up and moved them downstairs, but suddenly remembered that the sketchbook was still in the classroom, so he put the things under the stairs and went up to get them. .

The other students don't have to go back to school after exams, so the classrooms are empty and the hallways are quiet.

When he approached the back door, he suddenly heard teachers talking. One of them should be the Chinese teacher, and the other... might be the head teacher.

He intuited that the content of the conversation was related to himself.

"...He won't come to school after that, that's all, it's fine."

"But this matter will affect university admissions. Some universities do not allow students with dirty files..."

"Mr. Chen, we have tried our best. It is impossible for him to be admitted to any famous university like that. Third-rate universities don't care about it. You haven't worked for a long time, so you may have misunderstood the current education work." The class teacher's tone was slightly Unexpectedly, "We need the enrollment rate."

Liao Dongxing appeared at the back door, and the two teachers saw him one after another, with different expressions on their faces. The head teacher didn't say anything, but frowned and asked lightly, "How did you do in the exam?"

Liao Dongxing said, "Not bad."

She nodded, as if his answer didn't matter, and then walked away calmly and solemnly like Liao Dongxing saw her for the first time.

The Chinese teacher stayed where she was. She was young and her face was not so solid. She said with some embarrassment: "It's good. Don't forget to memorize the texts when you go to study outside..."

"Yeah." He took the sketchbook in the classroom and put it under his arm, and when he turned around in his pocket, he found that the Chinese teacher was still there.

She hesitated for a while, then said softly: "There is a limit to what the teacher can do, we intend to help you, but, but..."

The punctual bell rang, and the two buildings in front, one high and two high, began to make noise.

Liao Dongxing stood loosely, as if he hadn't woken up, he rubbed his eyes and opened his mouth and said, "I know this world is as short as dew."

The Chinese teacher was taken aback, and just about to speak, he had already turned around to leave.

"I'll do you justice," she said.

With his back turned, Liao Dongxing left without turning around.

When the Chinese teacher returned to the office, the wind outside the window blew away the lesson plans on the desk. She suddenly realized that she had mentioned Xiaolin Yicha in class yesterday.

Another night of eccentricity.

A hot-tempered lady angered the guests, and several managers pushed Liao Dongxing to block the gun.He has been in the limelight recently, and Boss Wang has hinted at promotion, and everyone is ostracizing or flattering him openly and secretly.

This guest has a background, he drank a lot of wine, pretended to be a grandson all night, coaxed him to be quite satisfied, and even left a business card for him, which was a blessing in disguise.

The fire in Liao Dongxing's heart is burning hotter and hotter, and seeing that he is about to pass the peak, it is about to burn out

After two days of class in the studio, it was Friday. Liao Dongxing was still in class, his phone kept vibrating, and he had to walk out of the classroom with Liu Xingsu's dangerous gaze.

As soon as she answered the phone, she was full of accusations, and Yan whispered angrily and urgently, with a cohesive tone.

"I just like him, don't you care! Also, my name is Yan Weinan! Don't make a mistake!"

"You are not as good as Yan Xun anywhere! You are the worst and worst brother in the world! You didn't even tell me when you changed your number!"

"Beep beep..."

Today is Friday, the boarding students are on vacation, presumably because they came home and saw that their brother was injured, so they lost their temper.

I clearly told her to change the number before.

He listened to the hang up sound on the other end of the phone, and smoked a cigarette while leaning on the window frame.

After smoking, he pressed the cigarette butt again without public morals and threw it out of the window.

As soon as the classroom door was opened, Liu Xingsu smelled it, and raised his eyebrows immediately, asking, "What are you doing?"

Liao Dongxing stood at the door and ignored him.

Liu Xingsu really walked out in a rage.

As soon as he came out, Liao Dongxing closed the classroom door and said, "Let's have a discussion?"

Liu Xingsu was stunned, and looked at him suspiciously for a while: "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to fight?"

"Screw it." Liu Xingsu waved his hand, "After I beat you back, I was read by Lao Ye for half a month, so I quit. You go to draw your picture, it's not finished yet—"

He was still talking, but his instincts were extremely quick, and he caught Liao Dongxing's fist in no time, and fought back angrily.

After several strokes, Liao Dongxing was out of breath. He fought indiscriminately, purely to vent his anger, but Liu Xingsu was really angry, and used [-]% of his brute force to beat him, like beating himself to steal his wife and enemy.

After Bian finished, he spat and asked in puzzlement, "Is there really something wrong with you?"

Liao Dongxing's eyes and the corners of his mouth were blue, Liu Xingsu didn't know how to measure and where to stop.

His whole body was in pain, but his heart didn't hurt so much, so he let out a breath: "It's okay."

Liu Xingsu was puzzled, gave him a hand, and muttered, "Damn fantasy drifting these days, there are people looking for beatings—you won't tell Lao Ye that I'll beat you and the principal will fire me, will you?"

"No." Liao Dongxing lowered his eyes and rubbed his cheek.

Liu Xingsu was still puzzled, and continued to guess: "Are you broken in love? Was the money stolen? Did you help the poor on the road?"

Liao Dongxing lowered his head.

Seeing him downcast, Liu Xingsu couldn't bear it, so he stroked his hair, and said, "Hey, as long as he's still around, it's a trivial matter... Hurry up and wash your face, and come back to class later, the progress can't be missed! This I beat you up for the first time, and next time I'll let you do two tricks."

Liao Dongxing looked up at him.

He stretched out two fingers: "It's just two tricks, no more, hey, why are your eyes still red, okay, okay, those three tricks, there can't be more three tricks."

"..."

The teacher who lacked a staff notation in his mind miraculously soothed him.

The faucet was tightened, and the last drop of water dripped from the spigot. He wiped his face, grinned in pain, and strode towards the classroom.

This sense of powerlessness that he couldn't break free made him feel like he was back in junior high school.

He is not naturally cold and does not want to blend in with the group.

People are social animals, he also likes to be lively, and he also wants to invite friends to go out and have fun.

Others greeted him for dinner, but he left alone, but he didn't fall in love or go shopping or play games on his birthday. Is it because he has a weird personality?

I have no money.

So I can only go home and cook instant noodles.Self-esteem is good for face, he can't say it.

My father disappeared and my mother remarried, and the house was taken away by debtors. I couldn't work when I was young, and it was difficult to live under the fence.

It wasn't until the boss of Minghe No. [-] Residence gave him a chance to make money and his aunt became his guardian that things got better.

Qin Chunchun gave him care and love, and quickly took them away.He couldn't stay or catch it.

Now it's the same again.

Is the nature of the world repeating itself?

The charcoal pencil falls lightly on the rough surface of the paper, and more and more lines outline the outline of the portrait.

I know the world is as fleeting as dew,

However, however...