The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

Before Zhu Xiaojun had time to run away, Jiang Yingyu blocked him at the table.

He yelled at the expressionless Jiang Yingyu: "What are you doing! I didn't mean to."

When the bell rang, Zhu Xiaojun glanced at the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for Zhu Xiaojun's seat, no one dared to come, and the students all went back to their seats and sat down without having anything to do with themselves.

Jiang Yingyu looked at Zhu Xiaojun's face, slowly opened the half bottle of Leco, and poured it down on Zhu Xiaojun's head...

"Jiang! Ying! Yu!" The old Wang who had just entered the door yelled with a book in his hand, and only then did everyone turn their heads.

Zhu Xiaojun reached out and touched his head. In fact, he didn't need to touch him to know that his head and face are now covered with sticky Leke.

"I didn't mean it either." Jiang Yingyu said without emotion.

"Your mother!" Zhu Xiaojun bit his cheek and stood up suddenly. Before he could stand still, Jiang Yingyu punched him back on the stool. Before Zhu Xiaojun could react, he pinched Zhu Xiaojun's neck with one hand and pressed him down. on the ground...

The two fought fiercely, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Zhu Xiaojun was being suppressed and beaten, and he couldn't beat Jiang Yingyu.

In fact, it was not Jiang Yingyu's fault. Since the first day he came back, Zhu Xiaojun had turned on the mode of cynicism. From time to time, he would lament loudly about messy things, full of infuriating words.

Skin, really skin!

Xing Ke had already found someone, thinking that he would treat Zhu Xiaojun to a "big meal" when he left school, but he didn't show up as soon as the get out of class was over.

"Hurry up and pull them away!" Old Wang rushed in and looked at the two people who had brought down several tables and chairs. He was so anxious that he quickly ordered someone to rescue Zhu Xiaojun.

Zhu Xiaojun's screams could be heard here, he was afraid that Jiang Yingyu would kill him soon.

But no one in this class except Xing Ke dared to step forward, for fear of being accidentally injured.

Standing on the side, Xing Ke had to move around from time to time, fearing that he would block Jiang Yingyu's performance.

"Oh, Lao Wang, you have time to shout here, why don't you drive back the group that has surrounded our window, they are all in class, and they are still pestering us, don't provoke the director and the others in a while, "Xing Ke patted Pharaoh on the shoulder, pointed to the head that was stuck to the window, "Don't worry here, I'll fight."

Hearing what he said, Lao Wang thought it would be okay, and walked out with the book.

Stretching is not so easy, Xing Ke rolled up his sleeves, and a few girls next to him said to him: "Xing Ke, be careful, don't get hurt by mistake."

Xing Ke smiled, entered the battle situation, and said from time to time, don't hit, it's okay, but the movements of his hands are not the same.

When Lao Wang came back again, Zhu Xiaojun was covered in blood and was held up by several male classmates. Lao Wang hurriedly sent someone to the hospital.

"..." Jiang Yingyu also had injuries on his body, Zhu Xiaojun was very strong, and his clothes were covered with blood.

He took a few breaths and returned to his seat. Lao Wang might be calling 120 outside.

"Oh, why did you get used to it? I haven't realized it yet," Xing Ke sat on the side leisurely, and the students in the class also looked at the book calmly, and they seemed to be used to it.

Those who didn't know thought they often bullied people like this.

"It's nothing, it's just annoying." Jiang Yingyu said, "I feel that I'm too weak, and I don't even have the strength to beat people."

Before the two of them could say a word, an old man in a suit rushed in at the door and pointed his finger at their position.

"So fast? I haven't even drank saliva to moisten my throat yet." Xing Ke stood up, already accustomed to this step.

In the third year of high school, Jiang Yingyu devoted himself to writing questions every day, memorizing memorization and vocabulary, and finally lived a life worthy of the title of Xueba.

Dad also thought that he had finally come to his senses, and found him a lot of books for him to read when he had time.

They were medical books, and he had arranged them in a bookcase, leaving them to be covered in dust.

During this period of time, An Sheng didn't call him again, and he didn't change his number. He would still call often to chat with the old lady. The old lady knew that his mother was in the hospital, but she didn't say anything. If you want to see it, I guess there is something in his heart that he doesn't understand.

Xing Ke went to Jiang Yingyu's side and glanced at his volunteer list, and said in surprise, "Aren't you going to Japan?"

He is aware of Jiang Yingyu's plan, and he supports it, but he is a bit reluctant, fearing that it will be difficult to meet him in the future.

"..." Jiang Yingyu held the pen and didn't know what to fill in. He put the cap on the pen, put his hand on his chin and said, "Maybe."

"Then I won't go. As far as you are concerned, I won't talk about Tsinghua University and Peking University. You can choose other good universities." Xing Ke took Jiang Yingyu's college entrance examination application form and looked at it, "If you Let's go, I won't think about eating or drinking for several months."

The time for the college entrance examination on the blackboard is only two digits away, and everyone can see it just by looking up.

Looking at the countdown, Jiang Yingyu suddenly felt a little dazed, wondering what An Sheng was doing now, and whether his relationship with his family was any better.

After returning home, he locked the phone in a drawer.

……

The college entrance examination came very quickly. In just two days, everything in three years was a foregone conclusion.

After the exam, it is natural to be chic. Lao Wang used his private money to take everyone to a breakup meal. Girls are always easy to be emotional, and they cry badly after a few words. Plain, without even the most basic emotion.

Xing Ke and Du Lan are chatting next door to him. Although Du Lan hasn't agreed to be with Xing Ke yet, it doesn't matter what they look like. The main reason is that Xing Ke and her have to go to the same university, so she has an excuse to come promise.

"I drank a little too much, so I went back first." Jiang Yingyu walked to Xing Ke's side and leaned on Xing Ke's shoulder and said, "Continue talking."

"How can this be done! I'll see you off." Xing Ke immediately got up from the stool and raised his hand to support Jiang Yingyu, but he waved it away.

"I'm fine," Jiang Yingyu said while turning around, "I've already ordered a car."

……

Jiang Yingyu came to their famous 'moat'. Against the backdrop of the night, colorful lights were printed on the river surface, sparkling and pretty.

He didn't call for a car, so he wanted to go for a walk, maybe because he ate a lot, or maybe he drank a lot, so he wanted to walk back.

When he got home, Jiang Zhengming had no surgery today, and was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper at the moment, frowning and sniffing when he saw him come back.

"Drinking?" Jiang Zhengming took off his glasses, as if thinking of something, he waved to Jiang Yingyu, "Forget it today, it's best not to drink in the future..."

After changing the shoes, Jiang Yingyu walked towards his room, ignoring that Jiang Zhengming was talking to him.

In fact, he didn't drink much, so he just offered a glass to each of the teachers, and it was all beer.

Back in the room, Jiang Yingyu went to the table and opened the stool to sit down. He felt a little blank in his mind, and after turning on the computer habitually, he reached out and rubbed his temples.

His head was not feeling well, throbbing and throbbing. He felt that recently, every time he finished the exam, his head would hurt for a day or two, and he was suffering from post-exam syndrome.

Two minutes before the computer was turned on, he turned off the computer again, and leaned back, his eyes staring at the drawer in a daze.

"..." He took out his mobile phone, which had been dusty for more than a month, and turned it on. He unexpectedly received several text messages.

In addition to the email reminders being spam text messages, he continued to scroll down, and there was a text message with a total of four words: Come on for the college entrance examination.

Another number he hadn't seen before, but he knew who it was.

He stared at the text message for several minutes without replying.

It should have been more than four months since he broke up with An Sheng, and sometimes he felt that it passed quickly.

In the past four months, he took many orders and drew many paintings for the guests.

Read a lot of books.

Memorized a lot of words and mathematical formulas.

I wrote a lot of test papers and questions.

Memorized seven or eight composition patterns.

I used a lot of pen refills without oil.

Many hours at home.

Played the piano for many minutes.

The phone has been charged many times.

Messaged two people.

very many……

He didn't know which word to use to describe the things he did, he just remembered so many, too many to count.

It was Jiang Yinglang who reminded him the day the results came out. He checked and found that the score was more than 30 points higher than he estimated, so it's okay.

Xing Ke also got on the score line set by himself as he wished, which is quite good.

But when he received the notice, Jiang Yingyu finally broke out.

It was already late when Jiang Zhengming came back, and he was almost startled when he turned on the light.

"..." Jiang Yingyu looked up at him, until Jiang Zhengming took a glass of water and sat opposite him, then he threw the notice in front of Jiang Zhengming.

"When did you change it for me?" Contrary to his actions, Jiang Yingyu didn't yell or break down and cry, but just looked at Jiang Zhengming calmly and asked.

He really didn't know where to fill in. It was not until the last day that he chose a few art schools in City B. Those schools were quite famous. He estimated that his score should be enough. If he couldn't get in, he would be next. Never fail.

But he never expected that, not to mention his failure, he would directly change his major.

"You will understand my father's painstaking efforts in the future. You chose that one to anger me. I know." Jiang Zhengming took the notice in his hand and glanced at it, quite satisfied. "In the future, father will definitely accompany you more. , when you or Xiao Lang take over Dad's class, Dad will enjoy the blessing."

Jiang Yingyu didn't say anything, just to confirm, he wanted to hear from his father, that's all.

He felt that he didn't even have the energy to be angry now...