The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

An Sheng didn't know what to say. He turned around with his hands on his hips and took a breath. He turned around again before explaining, "Listen to me, do you think I used you? Let you play because there are not enough people..."

"Don't bluff me, five players are enough, you really think I'm a fool!" Jiang Yingyu couldn't help but increase the volume at the end.

An Sheng was taken aback by his sudden shout.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Zhao Wen stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Yingyu, but was thrown away by Jiang Yingyu who was burning with anger.

An Sheng watched his movements, stepped in front of Jiang Yingyu and almost kissed him, and his hand was still twisting the collar of Jiang Yingyu's school uniform.

Because the distance between the two of them was too close, their breaths were rushed to each other's faces due to anger, An Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid you don't know how to substitute, Xueba! "

"Fuck!" Jiang Yingyu clenched his cheeks and clenched his fists. An Sheng would call him that every time he provoked him, and it directly made his anger value explode, and he punched him.

Although the four of them didn't know how it happened all of a sudden, they all started fighting each other, two of them pulling one.

After pulling it twice, everyone heard someone shouting towards them.

"Ah ah ah, what are you doing, what are you doing?" Liu Qiang came up with one hand in each hand. After pulling people away, he was still out of breath, but he had to talk to the principal who was standing behind him right now. explain.

"Well, it's a surprise," Liu Qiang said with a smile to the principal after dialing the messed up Mediterranean Sea, "Our classmates are usually very harmonious. Fights don't happen very often, and the two of them ...Maybe there is some misunderstanding, let me ask."

As he said that, he turned around and smiled, "Aren't you two still neighbors! How did you get on? Don't you two have a good relationship usually? You can fight now when you have a match."

Speaking of the competition, Liu Qiang looked around again and found that they were all from his class. He asked again, "Eh? What about the seniors? Don't they also want to fight for this opportunity?"

An Sheng and Jiang Yingyu turned their backs to each other without speaking, just trying to catch their breath.

Poohing on the ground, An Sheng sticks out his tongue and touches his cheek, he doesn't hit anyone in the face, he is quite a gentleman, he doesn't care, he hits wherever he catches him.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Liu Qiang had no choice but to ask Zhao Wen, "Tell me, what's going on, it's so far away, I thought it was some of you gang-beating Jiang Yingyu!"

... This heart is going to the Pacific Ocean!

Zhao Wen glanced at An Sheng, and then said, "We're trying to fight, and if we don't fight, we have to go into the office."

"You're not willing to come, and I'm not willing to take care of it," Liu Qiang glared at Zhao Wen, and then asked, "What about the seniors? Haven't come yet? The time is almost here."

If you don't come again, it can only be treated as a waiver.

"They stopped fighting and said let's work harder," Zhao Wen said.

Liu Qiang turned around and asked the referee, "Stop playing?"

The referee shook his head and said he didn't know.

All right, if you don’t fight, then don’t fight. Liu Qiang looked at his watch and waved to them, “Then go back to class.”

Several people were taken aback, "Huh?"

Listening to the teacher's hypnotic voice, An Sheng stared at the table with his head down, not sure if he was dozing off or in a daze.

After staring at the blackboard for a while, Jiang Yingyu couldn't listen to anything, his heart was in a mess, thinking about the frying pan that he ate so comfortably last night, thinking about the wrist guard An Sheng gave him, thinking about...

Tsk!so annoying...

He rummaged through his schoolbag, pulled out a math notebook, tore a random piece of paper out, and started writing with a pen.

'I'm sorry, I just had a bad temper and exploded at one point. '

After finishing writing, he pushed the paper to An Sheng's desk and kicked An Sheng's shoes.

An Sheng turned to look at him, and saw Jiang Yingyu raised his chin towards his desk, and then he looked at the paper.

An Sheng showed no other expression, he glanced at the pen on Jiang Yingyu's desk, and motioned for him to bring it over.

'Now can you calm down and listen to my explanation? '

An Sheng wrote this sentence and pushed the paper over again.

Jiang Yingyu wrote, 'Well, you said. '

The two pushed the paper back and forth, and after a while the get out of class was over, An Sheng finally folded the paper and put it in his pocket.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yingyu asked.

An Sheng said, "This kind of note, if someone sees it, they will think we are elementary school students. I still want to show face, and it's rare for you to take the initiative to admit your mistake, so I have to keep it."

Really childish!

Jiang Yingyu turned the pen and didn't speak, and after a while he lay down on the table and wanted to sleep.

Staying up late these days drawing and retouching pictures for others is really exhausting, and extra money is not easy to earn!

An Sheng went home and threw away his schoolbag. Seeing how his face was turning blue, An Li didn't ask, so he boiled an egg for him and rubbed it.

An Sheng washed his face and sat in the yard peeling the egg. As soon as he put it on his face, he was so hot that he twitched, and the iron egg lying in front of him trembled in fright.

He blew on the egg a few times, and was about to knead it when it was colder, but Amway yelled at him, "It will only work while it's hot, so hurry up."

An Sheng endured the heat again and rubbed the egg on his face, he sucked while rubbing, it was hot and painful.

After kneading for a long time, he took the egg and was ready to eat it. Before he put it in his mouth, Tiedan raised his eyes and looked at him.

There is a big melancholy in those two small eyeballs, eating alone in front of it...

An Sheng sighed, threw the egg in front of Tie Dan, before it landed, Tie Dan opened his mouth to hold it, took a few bites and swallowed it.

"...a dog that eats alone!" An Sheng clapped his hands and got up, and lifted the small stool to the door and put it there.

Sleeping at night, when An Sheng was changing his pajamas, he suddenly touched the piece of paper in his trouser pocket. He took out the paper and looked at the conversation on it. The very neat and beautiful words were written by Jiang Yingyu, while his own, In this comparison, it is not very good.

He remembered that he seemed to have practiced two copies with Xiang Heng's copybook, tsk!

After reading the content inside again, An Sheng couldn't help laughing. He could think of how stupid he was at that time. He was obviously very angry at that time, and secretly planned to ignore Jiang Yingyu for a few days. It worked.

Forget it, he's actually not angry, the main reason is that he didn't hit anyone in the face, and he was punched in the face, so he turned green on the spot, can you not be angry?

How can this be a slap in the face!

An Sheng folded the paper and put it in a drawer, took off his glasses, turned and went to bed.

Let Jiang Yingyu realize his mistakes, and take the initiative to apologize to himself, this is also a kind of progress!

An Sheng twitched his lips in joy.

At this moment, Jiang Yingyu is still turning on the computer, pressing the undo button from time to time with one hand, and drawing lines on the drawing board with a pen in the other hand.

Line draft is really annoying, a line?If it doesn't work, you have to withdraw and redraw until the line is drawn before you can continue with the next stroke. Jiang Yingyu feels that his left hand is about to cramp. He has been maintaining the same posture, and he is almost out of control when he moves two fingers.

After finally ticking off the last line draft, he turned off the computer and stretched himself.

Staring at the computer for a long time, my eyes are almost blind, go buy a bottle of eye drops tomorrow, my God...

sleep!

Jiang Yingyu felt that these days passed very quickly. He went to class, practiced in the afternoon, drew in the evening, and made up lessons on weekends.

But the harvest is still quite a lot, and he has made a lot of money, at least a few thousand, and a picture is more than 100 yuan. After this calculation, he can hardly count how many pictures he has drawn.

In addition, the feeling of English has also improved a lot. Wang Yuan gave them a few quizzes, and he can basically score around [-]. He is very happy, but Wang Yuan feels that he still hasn't played well, and this Jiang Yingyu can only sigh. Yes, he felt he had done his best.

As the game time approached, the weather gradually became cooler, and Jiang Yingyu had long sleeves inside.

An Sheng was still wearing a vest and school uniform, and he didn't know if he was pretending or he didn't feel the cold at all.

Before get out of class was over that day, it started to rain outside, Jiang Yingyu thought he didn't have an umbrella, and wondered if An Sheng had one.

"It's okay, I put a handful in the desk box," An Sheng looked up at him, still playing the little game in his hand.

Jiang Yingyu nodded, "OK."

But when he opened the umbrella, Jiang Yingyu grabbed An Sheng's waist with one hand and held the umbrella with the other. He couldn't help sighing, "You...it's raining heavily outside the umbrella, and light rain is still falling inside the umbrella. It's terrible."

you do not say!I don't know if it was gnawed by something, the hole is not small, there is a hole on the top as big as a thumb, just in the middle, and neither of them can hide.

At this moment, An Sheng's spectacle lenses were also dripping with water. He had to wipe them off from time to time, and said, "Maybe it was eaten by a mouse. I'll change another one when I go back."

"No more sewing?" Jiang Yingyu asked, and was amused after asking.

"I really can't sew this without materials. Who do you think I am? If I were so awesome, I would have stopped here." An Sheng also replied happily.

Today's rain was quite heavy, and it was crackling along the way, and the dirt road was also made difficult to walk. An Sheng's wheels slipped several times. When Jiang Yingyu was startled, he grabbed his hands hard, and An Sheng felt his intestines It was about to be pulled out by him, so I had to hold on to the handlebar hard to prevent it from slipping.

After a few days like this, it rains almost every day, and everyone is used to it.

Zhao Wen entered the classroom with a bag in his hand, and distributed a uniform to each of the players.

"We are poor and can't afford football uniforms, but this is not a problem for me," Zhao Wen stuffed the last one into his schoolbag and smiled at them, "Remember to wash it before giving it to me after tomorrow's game!"

Jiang Yingyu looked at the white jersey in his hand, with a number zero on the vest.

He glanced at An Sheng, number 7, fortunately not number one...