middle of the road

In the end, the steamed buns were really left cold as the two stared at each other.

But in the middle of the process, I should have gone to the third shift, I don’t know what I said, and the person hasn’t come back yet, the news of Fu Jin has already reached Chi Yu’s mobile phone, “Wow, how did you do it?! "

Chi Yu: "He took it?"

Fu Jin: "I only received a pack of biscuits."

Fu Jin: "I asked him to give you the rest."

Chi Yu: "..."

Chi Yu wanted to say that he didn't do anything, so he promoted the image of you with a sloppy face for you. Before he could finish typing, Fu Jin came in on the phone.

Hearing the noise around him, it should be outside the classroom. Chi Yu leaned his back against the window sill, leaned his head back to get out, and looked in the direction of Class [-]. Sure enough, he saw Fu Jin standing outside, waving at him in a good mood.

Chi Yu: "Stupid."

Fu Jin smiled for a while, "Sure, what did you tell him?"

Chi Yu: "I didn't say anything."

Fu Jin: "There must be some words. If you don't say anything, can his attitude change all at once?"

Chi Yu: "How about it, did he agree?"

Fu Jin: "You said to be friends? No"

Chi Yu: "..."

"I just said to make a friend, but he didn't respond, probably because he was thinking about how to refuse because of face-to-face." Fu Jin said: "But I asked if I could go back with him after school tomorrow, but he still didn't respond, so I just pretended to be him." By default."

"Why tomorrow?" Isn't it more important to strike while the iron is hot today?

"I didn't ride a bike today."

"Are you going with him?" Chi Yu frowned.

"Of course it doesn't go well." Fu Jin said: "Then I can't tell him that I don't go well. In order to go back with you, I insist on creating conditions to go well. What do you make him think?"

Chi Yu was convinced, "Aren't you afraid that he will have ideas after he finds out?"

"Let's talk about it later."

"Okay." Chi Yu was a little lazy in the sun, squinting his eyes, "It's up to you."

Just as he was talking, he saw Cheng Yang walking in from behind.

Chi Yu withdrew his legs from the horizontal bar under his desk, turned around, and what Fu Jin said was almost the same, anyway, he forgot his friends after seeing sex, so he won't go back with him in the next few days. Chasing the second male god, so that he will not be too lonely or something like that.

Chi Yu hung up the phone, tidied up the books on the table, and heard all kinds of packaging bags ringing behind him, couldn't help turning his head, and saw Cheng Yang who didn't know where to find a big No plastic bag, taking everything out of the drawer.

After everything was installed, he weighed it on the ground, tied a knot, then carried it to the table, and motioned to Chiyu.

That look is clearly a cold take away.

Chi Yu: "..."

Chi Yu suddenly felt that it was right for Fu Jin to want to fall in love with him, with such a face that never expressed any expression, the lightly written provocative eyes looked really awkward.

He brought the bag over and threw it behind him, which is under the table next to Cheng Yang. The seat didn't seem to have changed much from inside to outside, from top to bottom, but just between throwing and picking, a bag of snacks Ownership has changed hands.

Cheng Yang glanced at it, and there was no objection, and the matter seemed to be settled by consensus.

On the second day that Fu Jin was eagerly looking forward to, he even gave up his cool mountain bike and bought a decent bicycle again in order to match Cheng Yang's broken bike, just to be able to ride with him after school. The same road as two or three miles away.

Who knew that Cheng Yang didn't come to school that day and didn't show up all day.

Fu Jin was very depressed, and then he couldn't believe it. He thought it was a new trick Cheng Yang came up with to hide from him, and he thought it was completely unnecessary. Jiang Mingyang said something, realized that there was such a possibility, and was still guessing whether he was the one who had been tricked before, but turned around and fell into the tension between tension and self-denial.

He asked Chi Yu, and Chi Yu didn't know what to do when he asked, completely in a state of having nothing to do with him.

When the person still didn't come the next day, Fu Jin went to the office to ask Huang Ming, only to find out that something happened to Cheng Yang's family and he asked for leave.

"Something happened at home, what's the matter? Isn't he an orphan?" Fu Jin didn't push his new car, and walked out of the school with Chi Yu, planning to eat something outside, and then returned to continue his evening self-study.

"Then it might not be an orphan." Cheng Yang, who is healthy and a boy, was adopted even when he was a child. The family that adopted him at most is not in good condition, and he needs to work to support himself .

But if this is the case, it is not right. This kind of family does not meet the requirements for adoption in the first place.

"I heard it anyway. I really don't know what's going on in his family." Fu Jin sighed as he spoke, "I haven't even been close to him until now."

It is said that the world favors good-looking people.

Chi Yu was thinking about what to have for dinner tonight, but he didn't seem to have much of an appetite. He stood by the side of the road and watched for a while, and decided to eat noodles, "You can ask Tang Xiaowei, and he said that he was in the same junior high school as Cheng Yang."

"Is he also in the same junior high school as him?"

"Also?" Chi Yu turned to look at him.

"Then so is Jiang Mingyang." Fu Jin was a little impatient, "I thought they were the only ones who passed the exam in their school."

Chi Yu ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles with green peppers and asked Fu Jin what he wanted.

"Braised beef with an egg." Fu Jin said.

"Then add one to me too."

After ordering, the two found seats. The noodle shop was open next to the school, and it was lunch time at this time. Naturally, all the students sitting there were students from No. [-] Middle School, and occasionally there were teachers they didn't know.

There were seven or eight girls sitting at the next table, all looking this way, you pushing and laughing, Fu Jin was unmoved by the test of his eyes, he held his chin and didn't know what he was thinking.

It doesn't matter to Chi Yu, he was looked at like this before, but now there is Fu Jin, who is shining brightly beside him, there should be few people who are really looking at him.

While eating noodles, Fu Jin came to his senses after listening to the surrounding people discussing the scores of this exam, and asked Chi Yu, "How many classes have you graduated from?"

"Two, physics and chemistry."

"How about it?"

"good."

"How much is it okay?"

"One hundred and thirteen."

"Okay." Fu Jin stared at him, "I knew you could do it. It seems that the class was not in vain some time ago. If you say that you, Ah Huang, are so dedicated, I dare say that the class will turn over soon. .”

Huang Ming was only in the class this semester, and he might not be able to see the really bad school anymore, so he had to be transferred from the third year of high school to save the day.

Class One was actually okay before, but there was a time when the school renovated the teaching building and put their class in the back laboratory for half a semester. It was too far away, and the dean didn't have the energy to walk around, let alone the teachers. Having said that, I usually leave after teaching. Once a loose and lazy atmosphere is formed, it will be difficult to change it back.

For example, the person in the back row who sleeps in class, sleeps out of class, sleeps in exams, and is picked up by Huang Ming to sleep, is actually not the only one in this class, and occasionally looks back, blooming everywhere.

Chi Yu's [-] is not bad in their class, but it's still not as good as Feng Jun's [-] who entered the top three of the grade.

How difficult is it to be in the top three in the grade in No. [-] Middle School? Chi Yu roughly estimated that in his original school, those who kept the number one all the year round may not be able to get in, so his goal is only to be in the top ten of the grade and keep it. That's fine.

"Forget it, let's not ask." While eating noodles, Fu Jin said again: "If you are really a friend, you will know sooner or later, if not, it's useless to ask."

Chi Yu sensed the state of half-broken love in advance from his unmotivated voice, even though he had never been optimistic about the inexplicable and very superficial crush that he had put into this, he still poked an egg out of his own bowl In the past, "Let's talk about it when he comes back."

After eating and returning to the classroom, Cheng Yang's desk, which had been empty for two days, was piled up with papers, including newly issued ones and exam papers from that day. Chi Yu flipped through them casually, and was stunned.

Physics, 140 v.

Chemistry, 140.

Name, Cheng Yang.

The distance of the journey, the center of the center.

When he returned to his seat, Tang Xiaowei turned his head excitedly, "Chiyu, you may be able to enter the top ten this time. If you want to enter, you will be the second in our class!"

"How do you know?" Chi Yu frowned.

"I just went to the office to ask. English is out, and you are [-]. As long as you don't take too badly in the remaining two subjects, I hope you can do well." Tang Xiaowei's judgment still has a basis, physical chemistry is OK, which means that science is good , Mathematics can’t go anywhere, English is okay, which means that liberal arts is also good, at least Chinese will not be too ugly.

Chi Yu still remembered that Tang Xiaowei said that if Cheng Yang's grades were average, 140 and above were called average?

"Was the top ten in our class always Feng Jun alone?" he asked.

"There were other people when I first came in, but he has been behind him all the time." Tang Xiaowei sighed, "The state of our class, to put it bluntly, is that Wang Xiaoer celebrates the New Year, and every year is not as good as every year."

Chi Yu: "..."

Chi Yu: "Does that include Cheng Yang?"

"You said when you first came in?" Tang Xiaowei shook his head, "Not including it. I told you that his grades were average, and his total score was not as high as mine."

Tang Xiaowei probably guessed what Chi Yu was surprised at, and then glanced at the table behind, "Isn't it always like this, we are number one in mathematics, physics and chemistry every time, but what's the use?"

"You will know when his Chinese and English come out."

"..."

Severely biased, so biased that all high scores are average?

Chi Yu feels that those who can go to No. [-] middle school cannot be too biased. Although English and Chinese have a certain degree of subjectivity because of the composition, the internal logic is still there. When studying liberal arts, I completely lost the ability to judge problems.

However, when the English was sent out that night, facing Cheng Yang's 46-point paper, Chi Yu felt that he still underestimated him.

And when the Chinese paper with a score of 52 was slapped on the podium by the Chinese teacher the next day, Chi Yu was no longer shocked. At that moment, he just wanted to tell Fu Jin that he didn't ignore you, he just expressed There is a problem with ability.