《Wait For Me After School》 CH 1 WARNING: This is a fan translation and edited MTL with my little knowledge of Chinese, don¡¯t expect professional translation since there is no editor/proofreader there might be some grammatical mistakes. If you are too particular with this stuff you can exit and read from the raws. It¡¯s okay to point out typos in the comments but please be polite about it. A narrow alley. The walls on both sides were mottled and pasted with half-torn advertisements. There were bursts of noise in the alley, accompanied by the sound of fighting, and from time to time there were several heavy insults. When Wang Luan arrived, there happened to be a sad whimper from inside. With a tremor in his heart, he rushed into the alley with a baseball bat just stolen from home and shouted, ¡°Fuck, you sneak-attack son of a bitch, you dare touch my brother! None of you are going to run today! Hold on, I¡¯ll do it¨C ¡± Seeing clearly the scene in the alley, Wang Luan stopped abruptly and swallowed the unfinished words into his stomach. He saw several people lying crooked on the ground, all gasping for breath over the pain, and the most embarrassed was a man with a flat head breathing faintly in his mouth. There is a man standing next to the flat head man. The boy was tall, with sleeves up to his elbows, revealing a white and thin arm. Yu Fan wiped the corners of his mouth, patted off the dust from his body, squatted down slowly, and lowered his eyes to look at the people on the ground. With a closed folding knife in his hand, he patted the face of flat head and asked in a low voice, ¡°You will beat me up one by one?¡± The flat-headed man who had just been arrogant was now with his eyes closed and lay docilely: ¡°No, that¡¯s not what I said. ¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°bring more people next time.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Twenty minutes ago, Wang Lu¡¯an made a phone call to Yu Fan because he wanted to go online to play games, but something happened on the other end of the phone. Yu Fan was blocked, he listened to the news, and the other party brought several people. Yu Fan hurriedly dropped the sentence ¡°talk later¡± hung up the phone and Wang Luan was very. Fortunately, he asked Yu Fan¡¯s location in advance and immediately called a taxi in a hurry. Wang Luan awkwardly put down the baseball bat and counted it. Five of them lay down on the ground, all of them tall and bulky. Yu Fan got up and threw the folding knife into his pocket at will. As he passed him, he dropped a sentence: ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± It was not until Yu Fan walked away that Wang Luan regained his mind and caught up with him with a baseball bat. A few hundred meters out of the alley is the familiar street, and a few steps to the right is the gate of their school. Because the school hasn¡¯t started yet, the surrounding area of the school is deserted. The two entered the usual milk tea shop. After saying hello to the boss¡¯s wife, Wang Luan looked at the familiar shops and pedestrians coming and going, and was finally relieved: ¡°shit, I was fucking scared to death! Why don¡¯t you wait for me to join you? ¡± Yu Fan bought a bag of paper towels and casually picked a bench outside the shop to sit down: ¡°waiting for you? You¡¯re only fast enough to cover me with a piece of white cloth. ¡± ¡°Bah, bah!¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°I didn¡¯t tell you to stand there and wait. Can¡¯t you run? There are so many of them, what if you haven¡¯t called? ¡± ¡°tired, don¡¯t want to run.¡± Wang Luan nodded. It was a little more tiring to run from five men. Yu Fan had two bruises on his face, a little blood on the corners of his mouth, and dirty clothes. Occasionally passing by a few pedestrians, can not help but look sideways. He took out a tissue and wiped it perfunctorily: ¡°where did you say you were going to surf the Internet?¡± ¡°Are you still going when you¡¯re like this? Forget it. ¡± Wang Luan picked up his phone, pressed the voice button, and said, ¡°Hey, you all don¡¯t come over. Yu Fan turned them over alone. Don¡¯t come.¡± ¡°You called someone?¡± ¡°of course, otherwise we will suffer more two against five! Hey, I also stole my dad¡¯s baseball bat. ¡± Wang Luan suddenly thought of something and subconsciously looked at his pocket. ¡°by the way, why do you still have a knife when you go out?¡± ¡°it¡¯s not mine, it¡¯s from them.¡± ¡°they stuck you alone and they even carried a knife?!¡± Wang Luan took a breath and immediately looked him up and down. ¡°I¡¯ve heard that the people in the school next door don¡¯t have any bottom line, but I didn¡¯t expect such a dog!¡± Yu Fan did not speak and took out his cell phone from his pocket. It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s not bad. More than 20 Wechat messages were displayed on the mobile phone screen, which he guessed were from Wang Luan¡¯s discussion group, and he didn¡¯t bother to read them. Wang Luan, next to him, was chatting energetically, and he pressed the voice button and sneered, ¡°Who else could it be? The people from the school next door. Didn¡¯t two people over there come to blackmail near our school last time? Blackmailing us, we got into a fight with them at that time. As a result, they were beaten along with the flat-headed boss next door. When they knew about this, they told them that they fight one at a time. Ah, you didn¡¯t see what he did just now, and he was so beaten that he dared not say a word. ¡± Wang Luan put down his cell phone and turned to see Yu Fan holding a tissue against the wound in the corner of his mouth. He frowned: ¡°hiss-tsk.¡± Yu Fan stopped and said, ¡°did it hurt your face?¡± ¡°It hurts me.¡± Wang Luan thought for a moment and got up. ¡°Why don¡¯t we go to the hospital?¡± ¡°OK, you call a cab quickly,¡± Yu Fan raised his chin. ¡°it would heal two minutes later.¡± ¡°.¡± Wang Luan sat back again. ¡°what¡¯s wrong with the injury? It¡¯s on your face. School starts tomorrow. When Mr. Qin sees your face, it will be strange if he doesn¡¯t scold you. ¡± Mr. Qin is their head teacher, surnamed Zhuang. Everyone in the class likes to say his name in private. Speaking of the beginning of the school year, Yu Fan glanced at the other side of the school. ¡°Why is the school gate open?¡± Yu fan raised his eyebrows. ¡°There are classes in the third year of high school. They start school half a month early.¡± Wang Luan took a sip of milk tea. ¡°there are also students in our grade who start school ahead of time. It seems that dozens of top students selected by the school have organized a winter vacation class.¡± ¡°It¡¯s bad luck to be a top student. ¡± Yu Fan withdrew his eyes and spoke faintly. Near the end of school time, the street barbecue stall opened, and the smell of burnt meat wrapped in cumin floated across the road. Wang Luan went out in such a hurry that he didn¡¯t have time to have dinner. he moved his nose and couldn¡¯t sit still: ¡°you must be tired after fighting for a long time. Let¡¯s go and eat something to make up.¡± ¡°I won¡¯t eat, go by yourself.¡± Yu Fan waved his hand to him. ¡°OK, you wait for me, and I¡¯ll pack it back.¡± The cell phone in his pocket is ringing. He is tired of listening. Yu Fan opened the discussion group and glanced at it. Wang Luan could brag and send 99 + messages in the discussion group even if he is just buying a barbecue. He opened the message without interrupting, and when he stuffed his phone back into his pocket, he touched the metal objects inside. Yu Fan took out the black folding military knife again for two seconds. ¨C When school is over, students in school uniforms leave the school gate one after another. The two girls came out arm in arm, talking and laughing. ¡°How did you do on this quiz?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t mention it, it¡¯s so difficult. I was confused about the last big question. What about you? ¡± ¡°Me? Probably at the bottom again. Alas, how on earth did I get into the winter vacation intensive class? you geniuses and I are not in the same world at all! ¡± After that, the girl stretched herself and said, ¡°forget it. Anyway, when school officially starts tomorrow, I will go back to the ordinary class and continue to be a salted fish. I want to buy a cup of hot milk tea. Would you like to join me? ¡± The other girl nodded and just took two steps towards the milk tea shop when the person beside her suddenly grabbed her hem and pulled her back. ¡°what¡¯s the matter?¡± The girl was stunned. ¡°forget it, let¡¯s not go.¡± The companion couldn¡¯t take her eyes off the direction of the milk tea shop and lowered his voice. ¡°look who¡¯s sitting there!¡± She looked at the milk tea shop as her companion motioned. This milk tea shop has been open next to the school for many years, it is delicious and cheap, and the desks and chairs in the shop are basically full of people at school time. At this moment, although there are still customers in the milk tea shop, but there is only one person sitting outside the shop. The man sat sloppily, his long legs stretched out at will, his broken hair on his forehead almost glued to his eyelashes, and the bruises on his face were particularly dazzling because his skin was too white, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot. All the people around him were dressed in decent winter uniforms, but he was the only one in a dirty white sweater. He bowed his head and was playing with a folding military knife. The blade was pulled out by him and stroked carelessly on the back of his other hand as if to confirm how sharp the knife was. Although the girl did not know him, she subconsciously took a step back: ¡°he is ¡­¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°Yu Fan!¡± The companion said, ¡°the one in Class seven!¡± ¡°Why does he seem to have a wound on his face?¡± ¡°it¡¯s normal. He must have just had a fight with someone.¡± Her companion couldn¡¯t believe it. ¡°haven¡¯t you ever heard of Yu Fan?¡± ¡°No,¡± the girl shook her head and thought, ¡°but I seem to have heard many criticisms from him at the flag-raising ceremony.¡± The companion pretended to be picking out the goods from the shop, but was still peeking over there: ¡°I have a friend in his class. I heard that he ¡­ When he first entered school in his first year, he had a fight with a third-year senior and he made the third-year senior cry. He usually either sleeps or skips class directly, and his temper is still very bad! Someone just took one more look at him in the canteen, and he threw the whole plate of food at the man. Oh, he seemed to have hit the teacher. In a word, he is a jerk! ¡± Is he so scary? The girl listened blankly and was just about to say that we had better not drink milk tea when the boy in the distance suddenly made a move. Maybe the strength was out of control, the blade sank into the back of his hand, and there was a thin, dense wound oozing blood on the back of his hand. The girl took a breath! Before she could make any reaction, she saw Yu Fan throw the knife aside, press the wound with tissue, and then raise his eyes¨C to their side. Looking up, the girl finally saw Yu Fan¡¯s face. In fact, she had seen it at the flag-raising ceremony, but it was not as clear as it is now. Yu Fan¡¯s eyes are long and narrow, there is a small mole at the end of the right eye, and there is another one on the lower cheek. His eyelids were very narrow and there was a wound on his face. At a glance, the girl only felt a chill in her heart. It¡¯s over. He¡¯s going to spill milk tea on me. But soon, she realized that something was wrong. It seems that he is not looking at them? The girl was stupefied for two seconds, then looked back and found that there was a boy standing behind them. The boy is very tall and stands like a straight pine in the crowd. He carried a bag on one shoulder and his school uniform was neat and clean, with few wrinkles. Hhe also smelled a faint fragrance of Gleditsia. At that moment, his eyes, just like them, fell to the other side of the milk tea shop. The girl¡¯s eyes widened slightly-she didn¡¯t know her, but she was impressed. After all, every time in the big exam according to the results, this one always sits first in the first row of Class one. Yu Fan found someone staring at him a long time ago. He did not expect that when he looked up, the other party was still magnanimous, expressionless looking at him, a few seconds later, perhaps seeing the wound on his face, the boy also twists his eyebrow in disgust. This made Yu Fan angry for no reason. For a moment, he made sure that the man is really blatantly looking at himself. Yu Fan put the knife away, pulled the seat next to him, and said to the man, ¡°If you like watching so much. Why don¡¯t you sit closer and have a look?¡± Shizun: Please read the warnings at the top, to all those still willing to give this a shot thank you for your patience. Correcting me would be fine but please be polite, rude comments would not be tolerated. CH 2 At the moment, there are students coming and going around. They dare not stop for fear of being affected, but they can¡¯t help but want to see the hustle and bustle. Some students who are confused in some questions automatically put this sentence into their heads to do some reading comprehension, and the meaning is roughly ¡°take a look at me again and see if I can¡¯t take your eyes off.¡± The two girls caught in the middle looked at each other and immediately decided to run away. But before them, the boy behind him moved first. He raised his hand, hooked the shoulder strap of his school bag with his thumb, and walked calmly towards Yu Fan in front of the people causing them surprise and fear. Yu Fan stared at him with no expression, saw him coming, and got up slowly¨C. ¡°what are you doing around here when you don¡¯t go home after school?¡± The meeting was interrupted by a spirited voice. Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jumped for a moment, tilted his head, and glanced behind the man. Before he could see it, he first saw the bright Mediterranean. ¡°.¡± The strength he had just stretched dissipated in an instant, and he sat back lazily. The man obviously recognized the voice and stopped. A slightly chubby middle-aged man with a dark blue briefcase came from the school gate. As he walked, he stared at the students watching the hustle and bustle, and the people around him scattered in the blink of an eye. The man was the director of their school. When he saw the man who caused the disturbance, his eyebrows were raised and said, ¡°Yu Fan? It¡¯s you again! School hasn¡¯t started yet. What are you doing here? ¡± Yu Fan looked back at the milk tea shop and then looked at him: ¡°Is the stuff here illegal in school?¡± ¡°.¡± The instructor was dumbstruck for two seconds, saw his face clearly, and then stared, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with your face? Did you get into a fight again? ¡± . ¡°I fell.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t fool me, how could you fall like this?¡± Yu Fan thought for a moment: ¡°it¡¯s not far, shall I show you?¡± The director took a deep breath. After so many days off and just after a good year, he almost forgot the taste of being so angry that he had a pain in his chest. ¡°You wait. I¡¯ll talk to your head teacher when school starts tomorrow.¡± He pointed to Yu Fan and then turned to look at another student standing beside him. For a moment, Yu Fan thought he was watching Sichuan Opera. ¡°Chen Jingshen, ready to go home?¡± The dean smiled affectionately. Yu Fan saw that the awkward-looking classmate finally looked away from his face and lowered his eyes and answered in a tone: ¡°Mm-hmm.¡± The instructor patted him on the shoulder and said, ¡°wait a minute. I happen to be looking for you. Come back to school with me first.¡± With that, when the director looked over again, his eyebrows twisted up again: ¡°and you! Go home and stop fooling around like a gangster! ¡± Yu Fan raised his hand, shook it perfunctorily, and waved goodbye to the instructor. Students around: ¡°¡­¡± Do you think this guy doesn¡¯t look like a gangster right now? Watching the instructor leave, Yu Fan was about to turn his head back, and the man who went back to school with the director suddenly turned his head. Yu Fan raised his eyebrows, and his hand, which was about to be put down, was raised again and generously sent him a friendly gesture. This is what Wang Luan saw when he came back. Wang Luan gasped and put the box on the table and said anxiously, ¡°how did the fat tiger come out? He is not here to get you, is he? What did he say? ¡± The teaching director is Hu Pang, and Wang Luan privately calls him Fat Tiger. ¡°He said hello,¡± Yu Fan glanced at him. ¡°Why are you running? Didn¡¯t pay? ¡± Wang Luan breathed a sigh of relief and sat next to him: ¡°I just thought you were going to fight with someone across the street, so don¡¯t I need to run faster? Hey, who messed with you just now? There was a tree in the way, and I didn¡¯t even see it. ¡± Wang Luan said while looking at the school gate, he only caught a flash of the figure. He was stupefied and blurted out, ¡°Chen Jingshen?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°do you know him?¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s just he is always the first in our year.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°you don¡¯t know him?¡± Receiving Yu Fan¡¯s look, Wang Luan remembered that his brother had been in the same class for three semesters. He is afraid he didn¡¯t even finish remembering the names of his classmates. But¨C. ¡°do you remember that you said you would study six times in front of the whole school last semester?¡± Yu Fan was silent for a moment: ¡°I don¡¯t remember.¡± ¡°then think about it again,¡± said Wang Luan. ¡°every time you finish the review, it¡¯s his turn to take the stage to receive the award and give a speech.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Where can one get so many awards? ¡°His name is always in the first place. Oh, you don¡¯t know that¡¯s normal, and you don¡¯t look at that thing. ¡± Oh, honors. The metaphor is so complicated, no wonder it looks so annoying. Wang Luan was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. he buried his head and ate a few bites of barbecue before he remembered and asked, ¡°how did Chen Jingshen just offend you?¡± ¡°nothing.¡± Yu Fan bowed his head and played with his cell phone. ¡°can you eat quietly?¡± ¡°it¡¯s too hot. I have to open my mouth slowly.¡± Wang Luan looked at the people around him, then startled, reached out to grab his sleeve: ¡°fuck, what happened to your hand? Why did you draw a line? Didn¡¯t you see the wound just now? ¡± Yu Fan did not raise his head: ¡°I scratched it by accident.¡± Wang Luan saw that he looked like he doesn¡¯t care, was shocked, and said: ¡°this can also be called being careless such a long wound¡­Don¡¯t you feel hurt? ¡± ¡°come on, give me your hand, and I¡¯ll give you two blows.¡± Wang Luan said, blowing on the back of his hand. Yu Fan pushed away his close-up head: ¡°¡­ Don¡¯t be disgusting. ¡± He really didn¡¯t feel the pain. Although the wound was long, it was shallow. Maybe he didn¡¯t enjoy the fight just now, and he even had a subtle sense of relief when the blade broke the meat. It¡¯s weird. Yu Fan stared at the back of his hand for a few seconds, and then looked back at the phone, the giant gluttonous snake he controlled had hit the edge of the phone, and the game was over. He got up in low spirits and said, ¡°I¡¯m going back.¡± ¡°so early?¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°there is no one at home. How boring it is to go back. Why don¡¯t you go to my house? I just bought some new games. ¡± ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan simply refused. He had just finished a fight with someone, and his body was filthy, and his nose smelled vaguely bloody. He wiped his nose lightly and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± The weather in Nancheng was changeable in February, the sun came out in the afternoon, but it was overcast and rainy after a while. Yu Fan put on his sweater and hat, occupied his pockets with both hands, turned left and then right, and finally walked into an old street. There are Remix versions of some hapless songs in shabby shops, low buildings, and shops that sell second-hand mobile phones. When Yu Fan turned into the old neighborhood on the street, he saw a minivan parked at the entrance of the corridor, several movers carrying furniture upstairs, and two middle-aged women standing behind the car chatting. Yu Fan glanced at the blocked corridor and simply stepped aside, intending to wait for the family to move in. The two people beside the car did not realize that there was a person behind them, and they had a hot chat. ¡°from now on, just go upstairs and find sister. Our environment is a little poor, but it is very human, the neighbors live close to each other, and everyone who can help us with some small things will help. ¡± ¡°Thank you, sister. I made some dumplings. When I have cleaned up the house, I will send them to everyone door to door.¡± ¡°you¡¯re welcome. Oh, yes, don¡¯t go to room 201. ¡± ¡°Ah? Why? ¡± ¡°it¡¯s nothing,¡± the woman hesitated and lowered his voice. ¡°that family is not a good thing! The man¡¯s wife ran away, the man only knew how to drink and gamble every day, and only came back once every three or five days, and the little one was also a social scum who made trouble all day long. A few years ago, the father and son fought at home every day, and the noise scared me from going out all day. ¡± ¡°Mom!¡± A childish voice came from the dilapidated iron gate of the community. The little girl wrapped in clothes like a ball ran over with the lollipop she had just bought, probably because her clothes were so heavy that when she jumped within a few steps, she tripped and fell straight to the ground¨C. Yu Fan bent down quickly and hooked her little hat behind her cotton-padded jacket with her forefinger. The little girl was firmly held, her body leaning in mid-air, clutching the sugar in her hand, her expression dazed and lovely. The woman¡¯s heart is about to jump out, so she comes forward to check the situation. She squatted down and held her daughter in her arms. When she was sure she was all right, she looked up and said gratefully, ¡°Thank you.¡± The other party had turned and went upstairs, and all she saw was a tall, thin figure. The social scum came home, threw away the bread bought on the way, went into the bathroom and took a shower. When he came out, the cell phone on the desk was buzzing but there was no one at home. Yu Fan picked up the phone at the table and wiped his hair while watching. Wang Luan:[ did you copy your homework during the winter vacation? Do you want me to send you a copy? ]. Wang Luan: [why don¡¯t you write a few words to deal with it, or you¡¯ll have to stand on the blackboard for another day tomorrow? ]. Wang Luan: [where are the people? ]. Wang Luan: I¡¯m sorry. I just saw a message in a large group of students at school, saying that the Bureau of Education is paying close attention to it, that the top classes in our school are not allowed to run, and that they are going to be scattered into our ordinary class. ]. Wang Luan: [I wonder if there will be new students in our class. ]. Wang Luan:[ by the way, there will be a school opening ceremony at 8: 00 tomorrow morning. We will meet in the classroom at 7: 40. Don¡¯t be late. ]. Wang Luan:[? ]. Yu Fan took a bite of the bread and typed slowly. [-: send me. ]. Wang Luan:[ what? ]. Wang Lu¡¯an: [you finally came back. I thought I was blocked again. ]. [: homework. ]. More than a dozen documents have been sent from the opposite side. [-: so many? ]. Wang Luan: [you can copy the homework. The other teachers don¡¯t care about you anyway. ]. Wang Luan: [no, did you see what I said before? New students are coming to the class! ]. After rummaging around for a long time, he found a pen that could be used. [-: yes, I¡¯m not interested. ]. -. At eight o¡¯clock the next day, Yu Fan stood in front of the closed school gate, listening to the athletes¡¯ march inside. He took out his cell phone and looked at it. Wang Luan: [brother, the whole school is standing on the playground, and the headmaster is here. Where are you? ]. [-: overslept. ]. Wang Luan: [what would you do? the school gates are all closed now. It¡¯s not good for you to climb the wall when the flag is raised, is it? ]. Going in now is no different from raising the flag directly. Yu Fan didn¡¯t even think about it, and replied, ¡°call me when the flag-raising is over.¡± He threw his cell phone into his pocket, planning to find a place to pass the time and wait for everyone to break up before going in. As soon as he looked up, he saw the person at the other end of the iron gate of the school. Hu Pang put his hands behind his back and asked him with concern, ¡°Where are you going?¡± What kind of bad day is today? Yu Fan was silent for two seconds: ¡°to the flag ceremony.¡± Hu Pang nodded and opened the small door on the right side of the iron door: ¡°come in.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Hu Pang seemed to be afraid that he would run away and followed him all the way from behind the crowd to the queue of the second year of high school. All the teachers and students in the school have lined up on the playground, and when the students in the back row saw him passing by, they couldn¡¯t help taking another look. Yu Fan turned a blind eye to this attention and walked in front of Hu Pang. ¡°Your face stinks early in the morning,¡± Hu Pang said. ¡°Why, is it because I am keeping you from playing truant?¡± ¡°No,¡± Yu Face was so sleepy that he was expressionless. ¡°I will smile more when the flag is raised later.¡± ¡°.¡± Hu Pang didn¡¯t bother to tell him more, pointing to the line a few steps away and saying, ¡°your class is here, go and stand up quickly! I¡¯ll report the lateness to your head teacher later. ¡± ¡°remember that the line is lined up according to height, you find a good position yourself, and the school photography department will take a picture later!¡± Hu Pang finished throwing words and left. Yu Fan stood at the end of the line he had just referred to, bowed his head, and yawned. The family who had just moved into the building lived above him, and the sound of moving furniture did not stop until three o¡¯clock in the morning. He slept uncomfortably in the house, woke up at the slightest noise, and was forced to stay up all night. He was about to stand up and sleep for a while when he heard a shrill sound from the stereo on the rostrum, the sound of a microphone falling to the ground. The shock made his ears ache. He raised his head impatiently to see which school leader couldn¡¯t even hold the microphone¨C. Something hit on the back of his head. At this moment, Yu Fan is a little confused. There is a tradition in their school that the class queue is arranged according to height, and Yu Fan is the tallest one in their class, so he is always the one standing last in line, while Wang Luan is infront. Yu Fan looked at the figure of the man behind of him. The shoulders are broad, the hair is neatly cut, and the school uniform coat is shiny white and smells like laundry soap. By contrast, Wang Luan¡¯s school uniform coat, which is old and yellow, wrote ¡°I am the craziest in the Seven South City¡± on the back, is like picking it up from a trash can. So, who is this? The next moment, the other party seemed to hear his question and turned around. Yu Fan is a little slow to respond because he is too sleepy. It took him a long time to look at his emotionless eyes before he realized that he had seen the face he wanted to teach a lesson. It¡¯s the one he wanted to talk to yesterday. What¡¯s Chen¡¯s name again? Yu Fan hasn¡¯t figured it out yet, but the other side moved first. Chen Jingshen suddenly turned aside and gave way to the side, leaving a piece of land between them. Yu Fan wanted to make sure that he was in the wrong line. Seeing this, he occupied his pocket with one hand and said coldly, ¡°are you looking for something?¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°The shorter one should stand in front.¡± A word from the other party directly silenced Yu Fan. Shizun: Updates is once a week CH 3 All the teachers and students of the school were crowded in the playground and there was a line. Hearing the noise, several students around him secretly looked at him. Yu Fan doesn¡¯t really care where he stands. As long as Zhuang Xingqin is willing, he has no problem with standing in front. If it were anyone else, he would have stood forward without looking up. Yu Fan stared at him: ¡°which side of your eyes do you see that I am shorter than you?¡± Chen Jingshen drew down his eyelids when he heard the words and then raised them again: ¡°both sides.¡± After taking another look, Yu Fan nodded: ¡°pick a time and I¡¯ll take a look at it for you.¡± ¡°what are you looking at? Where are you looking? ¡± Yu Fan was slapped on the back, and a stern female voice came from behind, ¡°what is more beautiful than the headmaster? Look at the podium! ¡± Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Fan curled his mouth and glanced at the podium Zhuang Xingqin was dressed in black today, with only a silk scarf with a little purple, his hair meticulous in the back of his head, holding a book in his hand, frowning at the person in front of him. Because of wearing glasses for a long time, his eyes looked a little small, slightly buckteeth, and his appearance was very strict. The moment Zhuang Xingqin visited, Chen Jingshen could feel that the person in front of him suddenly relaxed, and the hostility that had just spread dissipated and changed back to an air of laziness. ¡°These injuries on your face will be explained in my office later.¡± Zhuang Xinqin bowed his head and saw the black pullover he was wearing. His face was even worse. ¡°where¡¯s your school uniform?¡± ¡°I forgot.¡± ¡°Why didn¡¯t you forget the beginning of school?¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°see for yourself. The whole school is wearing uniforms. You are the only one who is different! When the student union comes, we will deduct the points for grooming in your class again! ¡± The head teacher of the next class joked: ¡°Today, leaders come to inspect, thanks to you, your head teacher will be criticized in the meeting on the first day of school.¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t care much. He curled up his fingers and said, ¡°then I¡¯ll avoid it for a while.¡± ¡°shut up,¡± Zhuang Xingqin had a headache and raised his finger. ¡°borrow a school uniform coat from a classmate.¡± Yu Fan raised his chin to find someone: ¡°Wang Lu¡¯an.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t shout. He¡¯s wearing a coat himself.¡± Zhuang Xingqin was puzzled. ¡°How about just borrowing from your classmates around you?¡± Classmates around you? Yu Fan didn¡¯t even look at the people next to him: ¡°it¡¯s not good to borrow the coats of other students, isn¡¯t it?¡± ¡°what other classes?¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°he is your classmate.¡± ¡°?¡± ¡°The new transfer will be in a different class.¡± When Zhuang Xingqin finished visiting, he glanced at Chen Jingshen. ¡°Mr. Chen, can he borrow your school uniform for a while? Of course, if you don¡¯t agree, I won¡¯t force it. ¡± Yu Fan frowned, and the expression of the borrower was more disgusted than that of the lender. Yu Fan: ¡°I won¡¯t borrow.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at him. ¡°He also thinks my coat is too long.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°take it off now.¡± Half a minute later, Yu Fan took his coat and put it on him at random. After putting it on, he bowed his head and made sure. No, it¡¯s just right. It should be the same size as his school uniform coat. ¡°it¡¯s a little short,¡± he looked up. ¡°I¡¯ll give it back to you if after we are dismissed.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s shirt was printed with a skinless skull in the middle, black trousers, a few band-aids crooked on his face, and a neat school uniform coat on him. Chen Jingshen looked at the blue and purple on the edge of the band-aid and suddenly raised his hand. Yu Fan reflexively looks at him: ¡°what are you doing?¡± Taking off his coat, Chen Jingshen had a school shirt and uniform inside, with buttons fastened to the top. The back is straight like a board. Chen Jingshen put his hand in mid-air and then naturally fell to one side: ¡°collar.¡± Yu Fan wanted to say that it was none of your business. He thought he was wearing someone else¡¯s school uniform, so he arranged it perfunctorily. Zhuang Xingqin looked at him and was satisfied: ¡°all right, you wear it well, don¡¯t get it dirty, and remember to give it back when it¡¯s over.¡± After a while, he felt that something was wrong again. For a moment, he poked the two people with a corner of the book. ¡°wait a minute, the line is lined up according to height, you two change places.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± Two seconds later, he gave up the struggle with a straight face and relinquished the throne at the end of the queue. The Sports March finally stopped. After the whole school raised the flag, the headmaster cleared his throat and began his passionate speech. Usually, at this time, Yu Fan should have fallen asleep standing up, but now he is holding his eyelids and staring blankly at the headmaster¡¯s hairline. Today, the microphone at school was louder than usual and he couldn¡¯t sleep. The headmaster came prepared this time and spoke for half an hour. Yu Fan stood impatiently and habitually put his hand in his coat pocket and then came across an object. Very thin, smooth touch, with a little edge. He was so sleepy that he had a headache and pulled it out easily Taking a look at what is in his hands. It¡¯s a pink envelope with no handwriting on it, but from the feel of it, there should be a letter in it. There is a small red love sticker on the seal of the letter, which, like the ambiguous background of the envelope, declares its identity. This is a Love letter? When did he shove it in? Yu Fan twisted his eyebrows for a moment, but did not remember the origin of the letter. He was about to take a closer look when he saw his school uniform sleeves that were out of tune with the people around him, like a school uniform washed with bleach. Fuck. Yu Fan painstakingly regained his mind-he is now wearing Chen Jingshen¡¯s coat. This love letter belongs to Chen Jingshen. Yu Fan reacted quickly, put the letter back in his pocket, and then subconsciously looked back. Chen Jingshen is looking at the podium. He doesn¡¯t know, but he looks very serious. The school photography department likes to shoot this kind of student, with a correct attitude, like a nerd. Can such a nerd even fall in love and have puppy love? Feeling his line of sight, Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes fell: ¡°what are you doing?¡± It seems that the other party did not notice what he had just done. Yu Fan quickly turned back to his head: ¡°Nothing.¡± At the end of the school opening ceremony, Yu Fan tucked his coat into the arms of the person behind him: ¡°I¡¯m giving it back.¡± Chen Jingshen waited for two seconds with his school uniform: ¡°you¡¯re welcome.¡± ¡°.¡± As soon as Wang Lu¡¯an in the queue looked back, he saw the figure of his good brother leaving. He hurriedly caught up with him: ¡°Fuck, why are you walking so fast? Didn¡¯t you say you couldn¡¯t come to raise the flag? ¡± Wang Lu¡¯an always told small stories at the flag-raising ceremony to avoid deduction points from the class. As soon as Zhuang Xingqin visited this morning, he gave him a warning and add one more homework. He was forced to hold back the whole flag-raising ceremony. Yu Fan: ¡°caught by a fat tiger.¡± ¡°so unlucky?¡± Wang Lu¡¯an glanced at the stairs of the teaching building. It was crowded. ¡°shit, it¡¯s crowded.¡± Why don¡¯t we go to the canteen first? I didn¡¯t have enough breakfast. ¡± ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t reply, ¡°sleepy, I¡¯ll go back to sleep.¡± -. As soon as Zhuang Xingqin entered the classroom, he saw the head lying on his desk in the last row. She threw the book onto the iron platform and said at the volume that had been complained several times by the teachers in the class next door: ¡°sleepy students, go to the toilet and wash your faces, hurry up, we have to have a class meeting.¡± Yu Fan sat up slowly, his temples leaping at the noise. He rubbed his face and got up with twisted eyebrows. ¡°Yu Fan, you are not allowed to go.¡± Yu Fan stopped in place and picked his eyebrows¨C Why? ¡°will you come back when you go?¡± Zhuang Xingqin pointed to the back of the classroom. ¡°if you are sleepy, stand back and wake up after a while.¡± He thought for a few seconds and then sat back. He sat lazily, his head half-drooping, and he looked lethargic. Zhuang Xingqin put up with it and bent down to insert his flash drive into the computer: ¡°before the class meeting, let me say two things first.¡± ¡°first of all, there are two new students in the class, Chen Jingshen and Wu Jing, who are all transferred from Class one. I won¡¯t introduce you anymore here. You can get to know each other after class. The two new students have excellent grades and have a good learning attitude, so you should learn more from others. ¡± ¡°The second thing,¡± Zhuang Xingqinpointed out an excel form called ¡°Age ranking of the final grades of Class two and Seven of Senior High School¡±, ¡± This is the ranking of your final grades of the last semester.¡± There was a howl in the room. Yu Fan was not interested in ranking. He glanced at it and saw the name at the top of the list. ¡°Chen Jingshen, mathematics 150, Chinese 110, English 148, science ensemble. I¡¯m a loser? Full marks? ¡± Wang Lu¡¯an was shocked and said, ¡°Yu Fan, you can¡¯t even get this result by copying the answer!¡± Yu Fan: ¡°you fucking compare yourself to me.¡± ¡°Fuck it.¡± The front table looked back and said, ¡°this man is amazing and has no other weaknesses except Chinese.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an nodded to show understanding: ¡°it seems that high achiever doesn¡¯t like reciting texts either.¡± ¡°No,¡± the other thought for a moment. ¡°I heard a friend in Class one say that his composition is always just deviating from the topic.¡± ¡°.¡± ¡°the first grade this time is in our class, that is, classmate Chen Jingshen.¡± When he said this sentence, Zhuang Xingqin himself had a sense of unreality. ¡°I roughly read the volume. Except for the Chinese composition that deviated from the topic and lost more marks, there was nothing wrong with other subjects. Before the teacher gives his questions, you can borrow his examination papers to read them. ¡± As soon as this came out, the class couldn¡¯t help looking at the fourth row of the third group. Chen Jing did not lift his head, holding a pen in his hand, flipping through a library of questions, and seemed to have no interest in what was on the projection screen. He is acting like he doesn¡¯t care. ¡°The performance of other students is relatively mediocre, and the average score of the class is not even higher than that of the last exam. I hope you can all think about it. If you take this score to the college entrance examination, what school can you go to? ¡± Someone in the audience muttered, ¡°if the college entrance examination is as difficult as this paper, I¡¯ll just move the bricks.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t understand the questions when others get full marks.¡± ¡°There are a small number of students.¡± Zhuang Xingqin pulled the form to the bottom and hovered the mouse over the last name. She looked at the number 9 at the bottom of math and held it for a long time but couldn¡¯t help it. ¡°Yu Fan, are you going to pick up garbage after graduation?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡± Yu Fan took the test, ¡°but I can consider it.¡± Zhuang Xingqin skillfully grabbed a piece of chalk and throw it on his head. Shizun: Irregular updates since this is just a side proj at the moment CH 4 The forty-minute class meeting passed quickly. When the bell rang after class, Zhuang Xingqin ignored the harsh sound and continued, ¡°I will readjust your seat in a couple of days. Students who have ideas or opinions about seats can meet me in the office in private. ¡± A figure stopped at the door of the classroom. Zhuang Xingqin turned her head and bumped into Hu Pang¡¯s eyes and instantly understood. ¡°all right, let¡¯s break up the meeting first, and the representatives of each subject will collect the winter vacation homework.¡± When he heard the word end of the meeting, his head went straight down¨C. ¡°Yu Fan, I need to talk to you.¡± Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s voice dropped coldly, ¡°you wait in my office. I¡¯ll be there after I talk to Director Hu.¡± ¡°.¡± Shortly after the class meeting, the teacher¡¯s office was empty. Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s desk is stacked with a stack of booklets, with computers and lesson plans on the other side, leaving only one piece in the middle of the desk. The cool breeze came in through the window, comfortable and cozy. Yu Fan stared at the vacant lot for a while, then lay down and went to sleep without hesitation. ¡­¡­. ¡°are you used in the new class?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°the learning progress of the ordinary class is much worse than that of the first class. You should keep the number of exercises and don¡¯t be affected.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°your parents are also very concerned about this matter. They called me specially this morning, and I also told her that class reorganization is just a response. When the limelight is over, the school will reschedule.¡± Yu Fan closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but did not wait for the lifeless ¡°mm-hmm¡±. He looked up from his arms and looked forward through the mountain-high exercise book with awakened displeasure. Seeing clearly the man standing in front of him, Yu Fan narrowed his eyes. Chen Jingshen stood silently at his desk, talking to a former class teacher. Yu Fan did not move much, and there were three desks between them, which were blocked by the partition, and the people in front of them did not notice him for a while. ¡°but your parents still have concerns. What she means is that she wants me to transfer you to a better class. After all, the class you are in now ¡­¡± ¡°No.¡± He finally had a reaction. A class teacher paused: ¡°but your mother ¡­¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°they are all ordinary classes, and there is no difference.¡± The tone of the teenager was cold, and his thin single eyelids were taut downward. Yu Fan propped his chin and went to watch the show lazily. ¡°you have just transferred to that class, you may not know,¡± the head teacher hesitated. ¡°although they are all ordinary classes, the atmosphere of Class 7. It¡¯s worse than any other class. The average score is at the bottom of the year, the class hygiene discipline is always the last, and there are several famous prickles in the class-one called Yu Fan, which you should have seen. He often read a review at the flag-raising ceremony. Your mother¡¯s worry is not unreasonable, it¡¯s all for your own good. ¡± Patter. The sound of a pen falling to the ground. The head teacher of the class heard the sound, and the two turned their heads and looked back together. Yu Fan stooped to pick up the pen, raised his head, and looked up at them. Seeing him, Chen Jingshen loosened his shoulder slightly and regained his silent expression. The head teacher of the class still keeps his mouth open. When he saw the band-aid on Yu Fan¡¯s face and remembered the rumors he had heard about Yu Fan beating his teacher, he felt a little shaken in his heart, and it took a long time to find his voice: ¡°you ¡­¡±¡­ ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°I think you are right.¡± ¡°?¡± Without waiting for her to react, Yu Fan said, ¡°how bad it is for me to scare the top students. I agree that he should be transferred.¡± ¡°who is extremely vicious? Who wants to transfer? ¡± The voice of Zhuang Xingqin came from the door. when he saw the situation inside, he shouted angrily, ¡°Yu Fan! Who gave you permission to take the teacher¡¯s seat? Did I call you here to put you to sleep? How about I make you a bed in the classroom? ¡± Class one head teacher: ¡°.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°I didn¡¯t sleep.¡± ¡°then who pressed the mark on your face?¡± Zhuang Xingqin put the things in his hand on the table. ¡°Why, why don¡¯t you get up? I stood and lectured, you sit and listen? ¡± Yu Fan slowly stood up and stood aside. Chen Jingshen withdrew his sight and said, ¡°teacher, I won¡¯t change classes. If there¡¯s nothing wrong, I¡¯ll go back first. ¡± The head teacher of class one returned to his mind, and before he could say anything, the other person turned around and left without looking back. Perhaps feeling embarrassed, half a minute later, he also hugged the lesson plan in a hurry to leave. There are only two people left in the office. Although Zhuang Xingqin didn¡¯t hear all of it, he guessed eight-tenths of ten when he looked at the situation just now. ¡°Look at you. What have you done to the image of our class?¡± He picked up the thermos cup and took a sip. ¡°tell me, what happened to your face?¡± ¡°come on, you have still lied to the dean,¡± ¡°did you get into a fight again?¡± Yu Fan looked out of the window and said nothing. ¡°how many times have I told you that you are a student? don¡¯t always fight with those young people outside. Can you do something you should do at your age?¡± The man in front of him stood there with a careless face and the virtue that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. Zhuang Xunqin poured another mouthful of hot water angrily: ¡°also, the instructor just told me that you threatened your new classmate outside the school yesterday with a knife in your hand. What happened?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°he is so good at editing, why doesn¡¯t he publish a book?¡± ¡°This book,¡± Zhuang Xingqin ordered an exercise book on the table, ¡°is the math handout compiled by Director Hu.¡± ¡°.¡± After a long stalemate, Yu Fan said quietly: ¡°I did not threaten him, the knife is picked up, people do not know.¡± ¡°can you pick up knives on the way?¡± Zhuang Xingqin looked at his pocket. ¡°where¡¯s the knife?¡± ¡°at home, save and cut vegetables.¡± ¡°.¡± Zhuang Xingqin stared at him for a moment, feeling a little relieved. After taking this class for such a long time, he knows a little about his class, especially Yu Fan. Looking at his tone and expression, he really hasn¡¯t done anything. However, combined with the situation when the flag was raised this morning, he was not so welcoming to the new student. ¡°I¡¯ll believe you.¡± His face did not change. ¡°the new semester has begun. Do you have any study plans?¡± ¡°memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table.¡± ¡°say a few more words and see if you can get me into the hospital.¡± Zhuang Xingqin glanced at him, opened the drawer, took out a brand-new guidance book, and put it in front of him. ¡°I specially went to the bookstore to find it for you. The questions above are very basic and simple. If you take it back and do more, you won¡¯t need to come to the office to find me.¡± Yu Fan stared at the book seal for a while and swallowed ¡°Don¡¯t waste money¡± back to his throat: ¡°Oh.¡± Before leaving, Zhuang Xingqin stopped him again. ¡°also,¡± Zhuang Xingqin thought about how to say, ¡°these transfer students are all good students with excellent grades. You should take them as role models and try not to conflict with others.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry,¡± Yu Fan replied. ¡°I¡¯m allergic to top students. In the future, if he is close to me, I¡¯ll go a foot away from him. I am committed to creating a harmonious and beautiful learning environment for new students. ¡± -. In the first PE class after the beginning of the school year, Yu Fan went straight away. The toilet on the first floor of the experimental building is filled with smoke. There are usually no teachers here, and the fat tiger, who often comes on patrol to catch people, goes to a meeting again. Several boys are standing in the toilet, fearlessly gathering the crowd to smoke. ¡°those idiots in the school next door know how to play dirty because they don¡¯t dare to be straight. Next time, let¡¯s go to the back door of the school to find them.¡± ¡°they are also really funny, blocking the most powerful man in the seven South City ¡­¡­¡± ¡°Thanks for the invitation. I was at the scene. My brother punched them and made them shit all over the floor.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an looked at the people next to him. ¡°right, brother?¡± ¡°get out.¡± Yu Fan pulled a stool from the empty classroom next door and sat lazily with his legs crossed. He bowed his head, manipulating the characters on the phone in one hand and smoking in the other, ¡°talk about yourselves, don¡¯t pull me.¡± ¡°Damn it,¡± said the rightmost boy squatting on the ground, staring at the grade table on the phone screen. ¡°Why are there still transfer students in the second semester of senior high school? Our class also welcomed four at the same time, causing my class ranking to plummet from 57 to 61! ¡± Wang Lu¡¯an laughed at him: ¡°it¡¯s not much different, it¡¯s all last.¡± ¡°Scram,¡± the man puffed a smoke at Wang Lu¡¯an and got up. ¡°School is over soon. do you want to play ball?¡± In response, others wrung out the smoke and shook their hands skillfully to dissipate the smell of smoke. Seeing the motionless man on the chair, the man asked, ¡°Yu Fan, aren¡¯t you going?¡± ¡°No, I¡¯ll play games.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an immediately said, ¡°then I won¡¯t go either.¡± The party left mightily. Yu Fan leaned against the back of his chair and had a good time in the game when he heard a crackling sound of typing next to him. Wang Lu¡¯an has a strange habit. He likes to listen to the default percussion sound of his mobile phone when typing, which is terribly noisy. Yu Fan paused the game, turned around and asked him, ¡°are you sending a message?¡± ¡°I¡¯m talking,¡± Wang Lu¡¯an said. ¡°I¡¯m asking about Chen Jingshen.¡± ¡°?¡± Yu Fan is inexplicable: ¡°Why are you asking about him?¡± ¡°what do you think?¡± Wang Lu¡¯an said, ¡°that was the first grade! I must inquire whether he is talkative or not, and see if I can ask him for help with future quizzes and homework. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Oh.¡± For a moment, Wang Lu¡¯an put down his cell phone and sighed. He was looking for a friend who used to be in class one, and without even thinking about it, he politely told him: no chance. ¡°Oh, by the way, my friend also told me that Chen Jingshen¡¯s family seems to have a lot of money.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an said, ¡°he said that the power of Chen Jingshen¡¯s mother at the last parents¡¯ meeting was very powerful. Well, the wound on the back of your hand has healed quite quickly. ¡± Yu Fan flanked his wrist. This minor wound will heal quickly, and it has already started to form scabs when he got back last night. He stared at the wound for a while, but somehow, he suddenly wanted to reach out and grab it. Tear open the wound, it should bleed again, and then fester and become inflamed. Yu Fan¡¯s other hand had just bent up and touched the scar when his shoulder was suddenly bumped by people around him. He suddenly regained his mind before he asked, ¡°looking for death?¡± ¡°No, look out the window!¡± Wang Lu¡¯an said in an angry voice, ¡°you really can¡¯t fucking talk about people behind your back. Is that Chen Jingshen?¡± Yu Fan consciously looked out. He doesn¡¯t have to look at your face, he can see the floating white winter school uniform, Yu Fan can determine who it is. From this angle, they can only see the tall, thin and straight silhouette of Chen Jingshen. In front of him stood a girl. Wang Lu¡¯an squinted: ¡°is that Zhang Xianjing next to him?¡± The two most troublesome people in Class 7, Grade two, one is Yu Fan, the other is Zhang Xianjing. Contrary to her name, Zhang Xianjing permed and dyed her hair as a freshman, smoked and left early, and cried to countless boys. She is beautiful, and when she was a freshman in high school, there were still a group of people chasing her. After she became famous, most of the boys took a detour when they saw her. ¡°what are they doing.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an murmured. As soon as the words fell, he saw Zhang Xianjing took a step towards Chen Jingshen, and her beautiful curly hair shook in the wind with the action. ¡°No, your name is Chen Jingshen, isn¡¯t it?¡± She laughed and her lipstick lips rose brightly. ¡°I like you. Can you fall in love with me?¡± Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jumped for a moment and got up to go. Wang Lu¡¯an hurriedly grabbed him: ¡°where are you going? Why don¡¯t you watch it before you leave? ¡± ¡°not interested.¡± ¡°No, look again,¡± said Wang Lu¡¯an. ¡°do you think Zhang Xianjing is crazy? How can a student like Chen Jingshen fall in love with someone? ¡± Yu Fan thought of the pink love letter, and his heart said forget it. Shizun: If you notice something, you can correct me but please be polite. Thank you for reading! CH 5 ¡°No.¡± Two words with no ups and downs floated in through the window. ¡°you see, I¡¯ll tell you!¡± Wang Luan said proudly. Yu Fan ignored him, pulled the chair again, and sat back with his arms folded. Zhang Xianjing paused regretfully: ¡°do you have a girlfriend?¡± ¡°No.¡± ¡°then why can¡¯t you? You don¡¯t want to fall in love? Or is there someone you like? ¡± Zhang Xianjing looked at his school uniform and guessed, ¡°or do you not like those with poor grades?¡± ¡°No,¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°just don¡¯t like you.¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± He looked at the cold side of the first rank in the whole grade, and the idea of asking the other party for help to cheat was completely shattered. ¡°Damn it, isn¡¯t this high achiever too straightforward?¡± Yu Fan was not surprised while he is playing with a lighter. It¡¯s appropriate for someone with a face who wants to be hit. Zhang Xianjing¡¯s frustration lasted only two seconds: ¡°I know, it doesn¡¯t matter. You just don¡¯t like me for the time being. We still have to be in the same class for more than a year. Take your time. I¡¯m very patient. In fact, I began to pay attention to you when I was a freshman in high school. I also went to see your project during the sports meeting. I didn¡¯t expect you to transfer to my class this semester. ¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s expression finally changed a little. He picked his eyebrow lightly and stared at her for two seconds as if thinking about something. It took a long time before he asked, ¡°are we in the same class?¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zhang Xianjing smiled stiffly and stated, ¡°I¡¯ve been sitting in front of you all day.¡± Chen Jingshen thought for a moment: ¡°Sorry, I don¡¯t remember.¡± Are you blind? I¡¯ve been turning around all day and my head is almost broken, and you say you don¡¯t remember? Zhang Xianjing¡¯s face was almost out of tension. she opened her mouth and was about to say something when she was interrupted by the abrupt bell of the class. Chen Jingshen also heard it. He glanced at the direction of the playground and then looked back: ¡°is there anything else?¡± ¡°Yes,¡± Zhang Xianjing told herself to be calm,¡± then we should be friends, right? Can you add a Wechat? ¡± ¡°No.¡± ¡± What? ¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have Wechat.¡± Chen Jingshen left, and Zhang Xianjing stood still for a long time. Wang Luan was satisfied, and as soon as he was ready to leave, he saw Zhang Xianjing suddenly turn her head and went straight to them. ¡°Wang Luan! You say! ¡± Zhang Xianjing stood outside the window, reached in and grabbed Wang Luan ¡®s clothes. ¡°am I good-looking?¡± ¡°Beautiful!¡± Wang Luan shrugged his shoulders. ¡°then why does Chen Jingshen have such an attitude toward me?¡± ¡°that¡¯s it!¡± Wang Luan asked, ¡°how did you know we were here?¡± ¡°I saw you already. How much did you smoke? It stinks. ¡± Zhang Xianjing loosened him and looked at another person who had never opened his mouth. ¡°Yu Fan, do you think I look good?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°come on.¡± Zhang Xianjing smiled and propped herself on the windowsill with one hand: ¡°Today I didn¡¯t look carefully. Your face is really wonderful.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°you don¡¯t understand. These are all my brother¡¯s honorable medals.¡± ¡°is this an honor for you?¡± Yu Fan asked. ¡°No, no.¡± Wang Luan smiled and asked Zhang Xianjing, ¡°Hey, do you really like Chen Jingshen since the first year of high school?¡± ¡°How is it possible for me to hold back my love from my freshman year of high school?¡± Zhang Xianjing said, ¡°I said it casually.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan was bewildered, ¡°so it was love at first sight?¡± ¡°it doesn¡¯t count.¡± Zhang Xianjing pulled her hair and regained her usual beautiful and flamboyant appearance. ¡°I think he¡¯s handsome, don¡¯t I? He even study well. If I can really be with such a person, I won¡¯t have to worry about homework and exams after that. ¡± When Zhang Xianjing thought about it, she was still a little moved. ¡°do you think I still have a chance?¡± Yu Fan did not raise his head: ¡°No.¡± ¡°I think so, too.¡± In the middle of what Wang Luan said, he immediately turned to the menacing look in the previous chapter, ¡°basically, these high achiever tastes are quite special. What if Chen Jingshen doesn¡¯t like you like this?¡± ¡°Which one does he like?¡± Wang Luan became more and more excited as he said, ¡°The kind of girl with hair tied to the back of her forehead, small eyes, thick lips, and 800-degree wine bottle glasses. All she knows is to study, and there are a few pimples on her skinny face.¡± ¡°bullshit.¡± Zhang Xianjing paused and then said, ¡°is it too late for me to get a pair of glasses now?¡± Tired of hearing this, Yu Fan stood up and walked out. Wang Luan ¡®s sleeve was still in Zhang Xianjing¡¯s hand. Seeing this, he hurriedly asked, ¡°where are you going?¡± ¡°go home,¡± Yu Fan said. ¡°take your time.¡± ¡°who¡¯s fucking playing with her? wait for me. Let¡¯s go together, in case you get stuck again. Oh, my ancestor, you¡¯re going to tear my clothes. ¡± Zhang Xianjing didn¡¯t let go. What came to her mind, she said, ¡°Yu Fan, don¡¯t say anything about what happened just now! Or I¡¯ll tell the director about your fight with the school next door. ¡± ¡°whatever you want,¡± Yu Fan occupied his pockets with both hands and turned upstairs. There was a sentence floating in the corridor. ¡°remember to say that I won and didn¡¯t embarrass her.¡± ¡°¡­¡± -. ¡°high achiever, did you bring your cell phone to school?¡± Wu Jing looked at the person who had just returned to the classroom and asked. Because of Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s special habit of changing seats twice a semester, at present, the seats in the class are all sat by the students themselves. As a transfer student, Wu Jing naturally sat with another transfer student. Their seats in the first class are all arranged according to grades. Before the shift, Wu Jing did not think that he would be able to sit at the same table with Chen Jingshen one day. Chen Jingshen sat down, bowed his head and packed his things: ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°I just heard some vibrations,¡± Wu Jing said. ¡°the ones in your schoolbag.¡± Chen Jingshen took out his cell phone with five unread text messages on it. He stared at the sender¡¯s remarks for a while before pressing his finger on the screen. Wu Jing did have an idea of peeking, but his seat was so close that he accidentally glanced at Chen Jingshen¡¯s mobile phone screen in the twinkling of an eye. It¡¯s a text message interface, and you can vaguely see the words ¡°mom¡±, ¡°help you transfer your shift¡± and ¡°go home early¡±. Although he did not see all of them clearly, they were very easy to understand in series-high achiever¡¯s parents were not satisfied with the division and wanted Chen Jingshen to change classes. This is normal. His parents also want him to change classes, but it is a pity that his family is not as good as Chen Jingshen¡¯s. Wu Jing was lamenting that he had not yet taken advantage of this high achiever. When he saw Chen Jingshen throw his cell phone back into his schoolbag, casually pulled out a question bank, lowered his head and began to brush the questions silently. He was stupefied: ¡°high achiever, school is over, aren¡¯t you going home?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± For a long time, Chen Jingshen felt the burning eyes around him and turned his head: ¡°something wrong?¡± Wu Jing smiled and was a little nervous. ¡°it¡¯s all right, but there¡¯s a problem¡­. I never figured it out. I just went to the office and the teacher wasn¡¯t there. I just wanted to ask if you could take a look at it for me. Of course, if you¡¯re busy, forget it. ¡± ¡°give it here.¡± ¡°Ah?¡± Wu Jing was stupefied. He immediately reacted and handed over his question bank with both hands. ¡°Oh, please.¡± Wu Jing got to ask Chen Jingshen. He left contentedly with his schoolbag in his arms, leaving Chen Jingshen alone in the classroom. The cell phone rang again in the school bag. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t seem to hear, and continued to shake his pen and do exercises. The afterglow of the setting sun laid a layer of gold on the whole campus. After finishing another paper, Chen Jingshen turned his wrist, looked at the pen and ink on the palm of his hand, got up and walked towards the toilet. When he came back from washing his hands, he caught a glimpse of the man downstairs opposite to hom. Chen Jingshen took a step and stopped where he was. In front of the dean¡¯s office. Yu Fan stood impatiently, leaning against the wall with one hand in his pocket. And his other hand is being held by the dean and sent to his nose- ¡°Don¡¯t you feel like a pervert?¡± Yu Fan asked. ¡°What nonsense!¡± Hu Pang grabbed his hand and asked, ¡°you said you didn¡¯t smoke, so what¡¯s with the smell of smoke on your hands?¡± Yu Fan tilted his head to the other side and was silent. Thanks to the Flag before Wang Luan said goodbye, Yu Fan was blocked before he left school. He bumped into the fat tiger who had just returned from the meeting, and the other side insisted that he smelled of smoke ten meters away. The dog¡¯s nose doesn¡¯t even work like that. ¡°No sophistry?¡± Hu Pang said to him, ¡°call your parents over tomorrow!¡± For a moment, Yu Fan¡¯s expression showed a trace of unconcealed irritability and disgust. But soon, he regained his original face: ¡°No.¡± ¡°Why, do I have to ask Mr. Zhuang to call your parents at home, right?¡± ¡°it¡¯s no use fighting.¡± ¡°what do you mean?¡± ¡°No one is at home.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have a mother,¡± Yu Fan turned around and smiled at him. ¡°the other one is already dead.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Hu Pang looked at his smile and stood in the same place, only to recover for a long time. ¡°you.¡± He was still in shock. ¡°Why didn¡¯t I hear Mr. Zhuang mention it?¡±¡­ ¡± Yu Fan did not care: ¡°maybe he wants to keep it a secret for me.¡± Hu Pang was silent for a long time, then feeling at a loss he said, ¡°this, I really do not know ¡­ So you¡¯re living alone now? ¡± ¡°sort of,¡± Yu Fan looked at the darkening sky. ¡°I don¡¯t have to call my parents, do I?¡± Who dares to call here? Hu Pang coughed, ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan stood upright and was about to say goodbye to Hu Pang when his shoulder was pinched. ¡°but if you break the discipline of the school, you will still be punished.¡± Hu Pang patted him on the shoulder comfortingly. ¡°I¡¯ll tell you what, you go upstairs and write me a two-thousand-word review, hand it in before you go home.¡± ¡°.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll play chess at the school gate. Bring it to me directly after you finish it.¡± Yu Fan slowly moved to the classroom corridor and looked down at the school gate. Then he looked into the eye of Hu Pang, who had been watching him go upstairs. Hu Pang and the old school policeman set up a table of go outside the school police room. when they saw him, they immediately waved their hands and urged them to write quickly. Yu Fan turned his head and went into the classroom. He didn¡¯t expect that there were still people in the classroom at this time. Chen Jingshen sat in the setting sun and did not look up when he heard the noise. There was only the rustle of paper falling from the tip of his pen in the whole classroom. Under Yu Fan¡¯s eyes, he swept past Chen Jingshen¡¯s desk and saw only a thin piece of paper, like a draft. Neither of them wanted to communicate with each other. As if no one was there, he went to his seat, pulled out his chair with his feet, and took out his cell phone to pass the time. There are several unread Wechat posts on it. Wang Luan: have you been caught by a fat tiger? ]. Wang Luan: Hey, why are you back in the classroom? I¡¯m waiting for you at the school gate to go back together. ]. [-: let me write a review of two thousand words. ]. [Wang Luan: What are we going to do? How long do you have to write? or find a copy on the Internet. ]. [-: don¡¯t write, don¡¯t bother to copy. ]. [-: you go back. I¡¯ll climb the wall through the back door later. ]. The back door of the school is not open except after school on Fridays. But only when Hu Pang is absorbed in chess can he sneak out of his opponent¡¯s back to the back door. In response to the message, Yu Fan opened the Snake Mini Game that came with his cell phone and played with an attitude a hundred times more serious than usual in class. The surroundings are very quiet, because there is no interference, he feels very good in this game. In the back, the gluttonous snake almost occupied the screen, and the upper right corner of the phone kept reminding him that he was still a little short of score to break the record. The shrill sound of the chair feet rubbing against the floor pierced the calm of the classroom. He heard another man in the classroom stand up, then the paper flipped over. Is he finally leaving? As Yu Fan thought, he heard the sound of footsteps, getting closer and closer, as if walking towards him. If you don¡¯t go to the front door of the classroom, do you still have to go through the back door? Because there was no one else in the classroom, Yu Fan sat loosely-most of his body was exposed outside the desk, his legs stretched out at will, blocking the aisle. Feeling that the other party was approaching, Yu Fan lazily retracted his legs. Two seconds later, the other party stopped at his desk. ¡°Mr. Yu.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s voice fell from the top of his head in a cold tone, no different from what he heard it when he was smoking. When the game reached a critical moment, it was only 300 points short of breaking the record. Yu Fan stared intently at the mobile phone screen, ignoring him. About half a minute later, he found that the man was still standing in front of his desk. Yu Fan twisted his eyebrow and habitually threw out a sentence: ¡°I don¡¯t hand in my homework.¡± Eight out of ten people in the class rush their homework every time they talk to him. ¡°I¡¯m not collecting my homework.¡± ¡°then what are you doing?¡± Chen Jingshen stared at his shallow hair and was silent for a moment, then took a letter out of his pocket and handed it over with one hand. Things reached out at that moment, Yu Fan conditionally raised his head. Yu Fan thought he might have been distracted for a second, and he didn¡¯t even see what it was, so he quickly went back to the game. Then he saw that the super-invincible giant gluttonous snake in the universe crashed into the wall for more than ten seconds, and the game was over. It¡¯s only 77 points short of the record. Oh, shit. Yu Fan threw his cell phone on the table and stood up unbearably: ¡°want to be taught a lesson? Can¡¯t you fucking see I¡¯m busy? ¡± He glanced at the pink envelope handed over by Chen Jingshen, looked up and asked, ¡°what do you mean? Challenge letter. ¡± ? Wait? What color is this envelope? Yu Fan¡¯s voice came to a standstill, and he kept the air of wanting to beat people up. He bowed his head again and took a closer look at it. Chen Jingshen, with slender fingers, protruding wrist bones, and clean nails, was holding a familiar pink, love-sealed envelope. ¡°Mr. Yu.¡± Yu Fan raised his head stiffly. Chen Jingshen, carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder, pressed the letter on the table and pushed it forward: ¡°Please accept my love letter.¡± Shizun: This won¡¯t be a side project anymore, so please look forward to future updates. CH 6 ¡°¡­¡­¡± A dead silence. A cool breeze opened the curtains and the mobile phone thrown on the table buzzed twice before Yu Fan was pulled out of the shock. He stared at Chen Jingshen for a long time. Chen Jingshen had no waves on his face, and if it hadn¡¯t been for the stupid love letter still under his finger, Yu Fan would have suspected that it was all his own hallucinations. It was a silent stalemate for a long time. His fists were clenched and unclenched, and after several times, he sat back. The cell phone gave people a headache. He muted the phone with his hand and found his voice back. ¡± Are you sick? I¡¯m a man. ¡± Chen Jingshen left the letter on the table and stood up straight: ¡°I know.¡± ¡°You know yet you¡¯re still.¡± Yu Fan paused, ¡°are you gay?¡± Chen Jingshen hung his eyes and was silent for a moment, then a cold voice popped out of his throat: ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°do you hate homosexuality?¡± ¡± Not really, ¡°Yu Fan said for a long time. He looked out of the window and said quickly,¡± but I¡¯m not. I like women. ¡± ¡°do you have a girl you like?¡± Yu Fan was confessed by the man for the first time, and his brain was a little blurred, so he blurted out: ¡°No.¡± With that, he suddenly regained his mind and was about to say what it had to do with you¨C. ¡°then how do you know you like women?¡± ¡°?¡± What kind of logic is that? ¡°Anyway, I¡¯m not gay, and I can¡¯t talk to you¡­¡± The last two words Yu Fan didn¡¯t say anything, which is so strange. He picked up the love letter that had been lying on the table for a long time and stretched it out to Chen Jingshen like a bomb. ¡°this, hurry up and take it away.¡± Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t answer. Yu Fan held the letter in his hand for more than ten seconds and felt like an idiot: ¡°do you want it? Don¡¯t you want me to tear it up? ¡± Chen Jingshen stared at him for a moment, then said, ¡°tear it up.¡± Anyway, he is not very satisfied with the revision of this edition. Yu Fan took a deep breath, resisted the impulse to hit people, looked down for Chen Jingshen¡¯s pocket, and tried to stuff it back¨C. ¡°Yu Fan!¡± The familiar loud voice resounded through the whole corridor on the third floor. Before Yu Fan touched Chen Jingshen¡¯s clothes, his hand shook and froze in mid-air. Seeing that the figure outside was about to enter the door, Yu Fan collected the letter and stuffed it into his pocket hurriedly. At the same time, Wang Luan came in from outside the door: ¡°Yu Fan, why don¡¯t you reply when I send you a message?¡± Seeing the situation inside, Wang Luan was stupefied, ¡°what are you doing?¡± ¡°Why are you back?¡± Yu Fan turned his head and asked impatiently. ¡°I left my homework in the classroom. When I came back, I happened to see Hu Pang going to the bathroom. I wanted you to help me take it down and run away.¡± Wang Luan stared at him for a moment and asked in shock, ¡°Why are your ears so red?¡± ¡°?¡± Yu Fan covered his ears and twisted his eyebrows. ¡°you saw it wrong.¡± ¡°Really!¡± Wang Luan suddenly remembered the scene he saw when he entered the door. Their expressions were subtle and close to each other, and they looked as if they were going to fight soon. He looked at Chen Jingshen and asked in disbelief, ¡°did you twist my brother¡¯s ear?¡± Yu Fan wanted to take out the things in his pocket and put it in Wang Luan¡¯s mouth. Chen Jingshen glanced at him but said nothing. This is equivalent to acquiescence in Wang Luan ¡®s eyes. As soon as he was about to continue asking, he was grabbed by Yu Fan and his clothes were pulled back. The cell phone in the schoolbag began to vibrate one after another, this time it was an incoming call. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t care. He held his schoolbag with his fingers and continued with a straight face, ¡°I¡¯ve been paying attention to you since I was a freshman in high school.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± ¡°I saw your project during the sports meeting.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± ¡°I¡¯m serious.¡± Chen Jingshen hung his hand on his side. ¡°I hope you can think about it.¡± -. Fat Tiger went to the toilet for a long time, and Yu Fan finally left fair and square from the school gate. His expression was so bad that the students around him took two steps to the side subconsciously. Wang Luan looked at him and finally couldn¡¯t help saying, ¡°do you think what Chen Jingshen said just now sounds a little familiar?¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°No.¡± ¡°really?¡± Wang Luan scratched his head. ¡°what does he want with you?¡± Yu Fan¡¯s face became more smelly. He pursed his lips and held back a sentence for a long time: ¡°¡­ Make a fight. ¡± ¡°?¡± Wang Luan was at a loss: ¡°then he noticed you when he was a freshman in high school. ¡± ¡°He was already watching me as a freshman in high school.¡± ¡°he will also watch my events in the sports meeting.¡± ¡°want to see how good you are.¡± ¡°he finally asked me to consider.¡± ¡°consider fighting with him.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Strange and reasonable. After all, he couldn¡¯t think of anything else between the two. Wang Luan casually asked, ¡°did you talk about it in the end?¡± ¡°talk about my ass!¡± ¡°¡­¡± When they passed a supermarket, Wang Luan remembered that the snacks he had hidden at home were almost finished, so he wanted to go in and buy some. Yu Fan stood outside the door and waited. It¡¯s cool in the evening. A couple passed in front of him, the girl¡¯s hand in the boy¡¯s pocket. Yu Fan clutched the letter in his pocket and suddenly wanted to smoke again. He actually intends to quit smoking and has recently kept one for three days, which has achieved some results. It cannot be destroyed by Chen Jingshen. Thinking, Yu Fan turned his face and exhaled, Yu Fan saw the trash can in the corner. He hesitated for a moment, then went to the dustbin, clipped the letter out of his pocket and hung it over the dustbin. The envelope shook when the wind blew. Two seconds later, he gave a light ¡°tsk¡± and withdrew his hand¨C. ¡°Fuck! A love letter? ¡± Yu Fan moved very quickly, and when Wang Luan rushed up, the things had already returned to his pocket. Wang Luan was carrying a plastic bag: ¡°who gave it to you? Why didn¡¯t I see it? ¡± Yu Fan walked forward: ¡°you saw it wrong.¡± ¡°No way, my eyesight is 5.2! Wang Lu¡¯an suddenly realized, ¡°I see, it¡¯s definitely when you went back to write a review-no wonder your ears are so red.¡± Wang Luan played with Yu Fan a long time ago. Yu Fan, who took his time in a dozen and five, stood in front of thousands of people to review and had no stage fright. He was always a cool drag, giving people the impression that he was fearless¨C. Until a girl confessed to Yu Fan. It was the first time he saw Yu Fan blushing. The person who usually fights without blinking his eyes hangs his head, red through his ears, says sorry to a little girl of more than 1.5 meters, and does not even dare to look at others. From that day on, he knew that his brother, who looked fierce and booming, was an invincible pure-hearted high school student behind his back. ¡°Are you done?¡± Just at the fork in the road, Yu Fan turned around and left in the other direction without looking back. ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± -. Yu Fan went home and took a shower, and when he came out, he was still clanging upstairs. He took it for granted that there was no sound insulation in cheap residential houses and took a look at it in front of the mirror. The wound on his face is a little lighter. He guesses it will be all right in a few days. It¡¯s ugly. Yu Fan rubbed his face hard with a towel until the wound felt pain. He pulled his slippers out of the bathroom and picked up the bucket of instant noodles. Just as he was about to tear open the package, someone suddenly knocked twice. The two sounds seemed to knock on his temples. Yu Fan¡¯s action of eating his meal stopped, and then looked up, the face of idleness has been clean, the fundus of a little more apathy and vigilance. He stared at the shadow under the door and waited quietly for a moment. ¡°knock.¡± There¡¯s another sound. Yu Fan opened the instant noodles and turned to open the door. He grasped the doorknob, unscrewed it not very gently, and looked out of the door with taut eyelids¨C he saw nothing. Yu Fan frowned and was just about to close the door when Yu Fan caught a glimpse of a small black head. He slowly lowered his head and made eye contact with the little girl in front of him. It was the child of the family who had just moved in. He saw him downstairs yesterday, with two pigtails and a fleshy face. Yu Fan¡¯s expression was so fierce that the little girl drooped her eyebrows and was a little timid. One big and one small confronted for a while. ¡°what are you doing?¡± Yu Fan spoke first. The mood he had just now had not completely dissipated, and his tone was still tense. The little girl shook. She¡¯s shaking. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan sighed, squatted down and looked at her: ¡°speak.¡± The little girl held a plastic bag bigger than her face and plucked up her courage: ¡°Mom said, she cleaned up the house yesterday, it was very noisy, so tonight, let me give you dumplings. Brother, don¡¯t be angry. ¡± ¡°I see.¡± Yu Fan glanced at the bag. ¡°you take it back, I don¡¯t want it.¡± The little girl stood still, looking longingly at him. Yu Fan twisted his eyebrows: ¡°Don¡¯t you understand?¡± The little girl held the dumplings and shook them again. ¡°¡­¡± For a moment, Yu Fan went back to the house with a plastic bag, stuffed all the dumplings into the refrigerator, and went back to make noodles. The family upstairs was true to their word and did not make a sound at night. But Yu Fan didn¡¯t fall asleep until two o¡¯clock in the morning. He doesn¡¯t know if it was the effect of the beginning of school. He hasn¡¯t slept well these days. He grabbed a handful of hair and decided to give up the struggle and get up to drink water in the living room. When he saw something next to the kettle, he made a slight gesture of pouring water. He used to throw everything in his pocket on the table before taking a bath, which was now cluttered with keys, school meal cards, some change, and a pink envelope. Yu Fan stared at those things for a while, picked up the water cup, and left. For a moment, with a straight face, he turned back, pulled the envelope out of a pile of things, and turned back to the house. Yu Fan has received love letters before, and the girl¡¯s face is thin. He can return it on the spot after he refuses. This is the first time he took one home. As he lay in bed, staring at the envelope in his hand, he suddenly remembered Chen Jingshen¡¯s overly formal school uniform and his inhumane posture when he refused Zhang Xianjing. He would like to see what such a man can write. Yu Fan, with one hand behind his head, lay lazily on his back, turned his fingers at random and opened the opening of the envelope. The envelope and seal of this love letter are gaudy, but inside is just a piece of ordinary stationery-the one Chen Jingshen wrote in the classroom after school. ¡°¡­¡± I should have left it if I had known. Chen Jingshen¡¯s handwriting is strong and thin, and his neatness shows a bit of scribbling as if he had practiced it. Yu Fan pinched the letter paper and looked at it from the beginning¨C. ¡°To Yu Fan Class 7, Grade 2, Senior High School: Hello. I¡¯m Chen Jingshen from Class 7, Grade 2, Senior High School. ¡± There are two kinds of handwriting on the letter, one dark and one light. The dark color should have been added at the end of school. The ¡°seven¡± in the second and seventh class of senior high school was supposed to be ¡°one¡±, but the dark handwriting added a stroke to it and became ¡°seven¡±. ¡°I don¡¯t know if you remember me, but we met several times at the flag-raising ceremony. When the flag was raised for the first time in the first year of senior high school, you talked eloquently on the rostrum, and the figure of the review book by heart was deeply engraved in my mind. It was then that I began to notice you. I began to pay attention to the end of the grade ranking table; occasionally after Class 7, I couldn¡¯t help looking at the back of your head when you were sleeping; in class, I couldn¡¯t help looking out the window at the playground when you were punished by the teacher. Unconsciously, I have been paying attention to you for a year. In a big exam, I found that your score had been improved by one place. I felt happy and happy for you from the bottom of my heart, and I was aware of my feelings for you. So I decided to write this letter to express my feelings to you. ¡± After that, it¡¯s all dark handwriting. ¡°Although you came back to the last place in the final exam last semester. But I believe you have a gift for learning, especially math. After all, ordinary people can¡¯t get a score of 9. So as long as you are willing to work hard, you will certainly get better grades. Here are the guidance books and question banks that I recommend to you: ¡°how do rookies learn mathematics¡±, ¡°stupid birds fly first 2017¡±, ¡°junior high school mathematics knowledge points summary¡±. I wish you success in the exam and progress in your study. Chen Jingshen. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Fuck? You deserve your Chinese grades. Shizun: Remember his Chinese grades are the only ones that are not so perfect, especially in the essay part. CH 7 The next day, unsurprisingly, Yu Fan got up late again. He broke the jar and walked slowly towards the school gate, figuring out how to discuss with the old school police in order to avoid the meaningless process of climbing over the wall. ¡°It¡¯s only been the first few days of school, huh?¡± Fatty Tiger¡¯s voice spread all the way to the nearby commissary, ¡°You are late at the beginning of school! Are you going to skip class directly after that? ¡± A row of boys stood at the school gate, with familiar faces at a glance. A group of people hunched and bowed their heads, stood in different postures, and their expressions were not so good. They probably didn¡¯t expect that Fatty Tiger would come to the school gate to catch them being late on the second day of school. This group of people looked at it and made the person standing on the far right stand out at once. Hu Pang scolded tired, walked up to the man behind his back and softened his tone for a moment: ¡°Cheng Jingshen, what¡¯s going on this time? Getting up late? ¡± Seeing the erect figure and remembering the unlucky letter, Yu Fan immediately made a decision and was about to turn his head to the back door with a straight face. Chen Jingshen seemed to feel something, and his eyes looked up and looked straight at him. The two people collided with each other, saying that they felt bad, and subconsciously quickened their pace¨C. ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Chen Jingshen gave a cry. Several other people, have been winking to make their brothers run away: ¡°?¡± Hu Pang turned flexibly: ¡°?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Did you fucking do it on purpose? Half a minute later, Yu Fan joined in with a wretched face. Without even looking at Chen Jingshen, he stood on the far left of the queue. ¡°how many times do I have to say the queue from small to tall?¡± Hu Pang pointed to Chen Jingshen. ¡°you stand there.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± When will you get rid of your damn obsessive-compulsive disorder? Yu Fan moved over reluctantly. ¡°you wanted to run just now, didn¡¯t you?¡± When he was in place, Hu Pang continued, ¡°You were late yesterday, and late today, and you cheated on the teacher! Tell ,me yourself, do you look like a student? ¡± Yu Fan asked, ¡°what did I lie to you about?¡± ¡°I asked your teacher Zhuang. She said your parents were just working outside. What did you tell me yesterday?¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°even that kind of heartless words can be said. I think you are really hopeless.¡± Hu Pang said, ¡°only your teacher Zhuang is willing to take care of you. I¡¯m too tired to talk to students like you!¡± When Yu Fan was about to say something, a few people next to him immediately gave a wild wink and hinted that he would have to stand all morning. Yu Fan slurped in his heart, opened his eyes and shut up. After talking for such a long time, Hu Pang gasped a little. He unscrewed his thermos cup and took a sip and looked at the time on his wristwatch. ¡°stand up, stand up straight! Stop fooling around and show a little bit of teenage spirit! ¡± Hu Pang said, turning to look at the person next to him, ¡°Chen Jingshen, go back to the classroom first, or you¡¯ll miss the first class. Pay attention to the time next time and don¡¯t be late again, ah. ¡± ¡°well, Director Hu, I have a problem with what you say. Everyone is late. Why is it that he can walk and we have to stand? ¡± The boy who burned the tin foil in the middle said, ¡°it¡¯s not fair.¡± The boy¡¯s name is Zuo Kuan, from Class eight next door. In Hu Pang¡¯s eyes, it is a metaphor for a more troublesome existence. Although Yu Fan is also mixed, but generally he does not take the initiative to cause trouble, ignoring the trivial matters of skipping class and sleeping, which is still worrying. But Zuo Kuan is not, he often takes the lead to fight with the senior three or the school next door, making a lot of noise. Unfortunately, there is a relationship at home. It is said that he is a distant relative of the headmaster, always making a perfunctory note. Zuo Kuan said, subconsciously going to find people from the same camp: ¡°right, Yu Fan?¡± Yu Fan blurted out: ¡°I have no problem with it.¡± If he can, he wants Chen Jingshen to run. Zuo Kuan: ¡°,,.¡± As soon as Hu Pang was about to have an attack, he heard Chen Jingshen say quietly, ¡°No, Director, I am willing to be punished.¡± ¡°look, look at the others.¡± Hu Pang looked satisfied. He walked up to Zuo Kuan and said, ¡°Fair? Your grades in several subjects are not as high as those in others, and you are qualified to talk to me about fairness. ¡± Hu Pang transferred his goal, and scolded Zuo Kuan for half a day, and Yu Fan was sleepy when he listened to it. Instead of looking this way, Yu Fan simply leaned back and yawned lazily against the wall. A nasty person leaned against him unexpectedly¨C. ¡°Have you read my love letter?¡± Chen Jingshen he speaks in a low voice. ¡°¡­¡± Do you have the nerve to mention it? In front of the school gate, in front of the dean? Yu Fan did not raise his head and said in a bad tone: ¡°tear it up.¡± ¡°Well,¡± Chen Jingshen reached into his pocket, ¡°I wrote a new one last night.¡± ¡°£¿¡± Yu Fan stood up straight, grabbed his wrist with his hands quickly before he took out something, and held him down. Yu Fan¡¯s palms were a little cold. Chen Jingshen glanced at him and stopped. ¡°can¡¯t you understand people?¡± Yu Fan grinds his teeth, ¡°I said I don¡¯t like men.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°Yu Fan! What are you doing? ¡± Hearing the noise, Hu Pang hurried over and said in shock, ¡°Why are you holding other people¡¯s hands? Hurry up and let go! ¡± Yu Fan don¡¯t fucking dare to let go, if he loosens, Chen Jingshen pulls out a pink envelope with his backhand, who is responsible? ¡°I,¡± Yu Fan clasped for a long time, ¡°my hands are cold.¡± Hu Pang looked puzzled: ¡°if your hands are cold, go in your pockets and don¡¯t disturb other students.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan still didn¡¯t move. He clutched Chen Jingshen¡¯s wrist, and the whole person was a little stiff. He was thinking about what to say when the man in his hand suddenly used force, and Yu Fan did not stop him. When Chen Jingshen pulled out his hand, Yu Fan¡¯s heart jumped with a sudden jump. Luckily, nothing came out. Yu Fan loosened his hand, his heart tired as if he had just had a fight with someone. Hu Pang saw some clues and frowned and asked, ¡°what were you talking about? What guy? What letter? ¡± What is this devil¡¯s hearing? Yu Fan opened his mouth and said, ¡°he recommended me a guidance book suitable for men.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyelids jumped for a moment, but said nothing. ¡°nonsense. Whose guidance books engage in sexism? Besides, can you still read guidance books? ¡± Hu Pang looked at him suspiciously. ¡°what guidance book did he recommend to you? let me hear it.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Junior high school mathematics knowledge summary, rookie how to learn math. ¡± The few people next to him: ¡°?¡± Hu Pang did not expect that it was really about the guidance book. He was stupefied for a while and nodded in agreement: ¡°These books, It really suits you, not bad. ¡± Yu Fan put up with a dirty word and put up with it in the end. In the presence of Chen Jingshen, Hu Pang did not punish them to stand for too long. As soon as the bell rang for the first class, he waved and let them go. A large group of problem students came together. Boys of this age are still in the childish stage when they are punished collectively and deliberately raise their voices when they go upstairs, causing the students in the classroom to look out frequently. Yu Fan walked in front, disgusted with the noise, and quickened his pace. Zuo Kuan followed closely: ¡°Yu Fan, how did the learner in your class walk so fast? In a hurry to get to class? ¡± Yu Fan ignored him. Zuo Kuan glanced at his face: ¡°Damn it, I still want to teach him a lesson, causing me to be scolded by the fat tiger for a long time. Hey, do you hate him, too? ¡± The person in front of him suddenly stopped, and so did the left wide lower consciousness. What else did he want to say? Yu Fan turned his head and glanced at him coldly. Yu Fan is already tall, and two steps taller than he is. His eyes hanging down with a subtle malicious crime and threat only disappeared for a moment. Zuo Kuan felt like being nailed to the same place. ¡°I told you.¡± For a while, he opened his mouth lazily. Zuo Kuan: ¡°what.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t touch anyone in my class.¡± A word seems to help him remember, but also like a warning. Yu Fan turned and walked away. It was not until he was out of sight that Zuo Kuan regained his mind and whispered, ¡°Damn it.¡± ¡­¡­. Yu Fan walked all the way to the fourth floor and saw the figure standing at the top of the stairs. Chen Jingshen stood there with a very familiar piece of stationery in his hand. It¡¯s not over, is it? Sure enough, Yu Fan just walked upstairs, and heard that cold sentence: ¡°Classmate Yu.¡± Yu Fan couldn¡¯t stand it. He turned and grabbed his collar. ¡°do you think I won¡¯t hit you?¡±¡­ ¡± Chen Jingshen let him grasp, spread out the stationery in his hand and delivered it to him. Yu Fan is unable to defend against him¨C. Learning Physics with ease, doing exercises in Junior Middle School, and an English Dictionary that pupils can recite. Chen Jingshen did not change his face: ¡°these are the guidance books I picked out again yesterday.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°everything suits you very well,¡± Chen Jingshen paused, as if looking for the right word. ¡°people with zero foundation do it.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°I hope it will be helpful to you.¡± ¡°¡­¡± -. All day, Yu Fan didn¡¯t even take a look at the front row of his seat. Someone is too tall. As soon as he looks up, he can see the back of his head that wants to be taught a lesson. ¡°are you tired of playing this stupid game?¡± Wang Luan propped himself up on the back of his chair with one hand. ¡°I¡¯ve been playing all day.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Don¡¯t take care of other people¡¯s lives.¡± The bell rang at the end of the last class, and Zhuang Guanqin came in on time as the physics teacher left. Wang Luan immediately bumped into him: ¡°stop playing, Qin is coming to visit!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t touch it,¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°It¡¯s the critical moment.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Fortunately, Zhuang Guanqin didn¡¯t pay attention to this end. As soon as he entered the classroom, he went straight to the computer and opened the file on the U disk: ¡°change your seats before school is over.¡± A new seating table appears on the projection screen. ¡°I¡¯ve changed seat. I think it¡¯s too fast for us to do our fate.¡± Wang Luan squinted to find his name, ¡°Damn it, why am I sitting with the disciplinary commissioner! Did she visit Qin on purpose? ¡± ¡°I¡¯ll see who you¡¯re sitting with¨C my ass!¡± ¡°Fuck! Yu Fan! Look at your new deskmate! ¡± Yu Fan paused the game and looked up impatiently: ¡°are you bored?¡±¡­ ¡± His words came to an abrupt end when he saw the third group of people in the fourth row stand up. The whole class was still looking for their new position with their heads outstretched. Only one person got up with the book in his arms and walked towards the back of the classroom. Wang Luan ¡®s table is so messy that only one corner is clean. Chen Jingshen put the book in that corner and glanced at Wang Luan wordlessly. Wu Jing: ¡°high achiever, just a moment, I will clean up right away.¡±¡­ ¡± Yu Fan stretched out his hand and pressed Wang Luan ¡®s crumpled textbook. ¡°what do you mean?¡± He twisted his eyebrow and looked at Chen Jingshen. Chen Jingshen: ¡°that¡¯s what you said.¡± Wang Luan was sandwiched in the middle, looking left and right, looking at a loss. Yu Fan: ¡°what did I say?¡± ¡°you say,¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°if you like to watch, sit closer.¡± Shizun: Last sentence is reference to chapter 1 or two hahah CH 8 On Wednesday afternoon, after other classes, Zhuang Xingqin went back to the office with the lesson plan in his arms. He raised her eyebrow slightly when he saw the man leaning against her desk. ¡°Yo, a rare visitor.¡± Zhuang Xingqin removed his Little Bee loudspeaker and put it on the table. Yu Fan: ¡°didn¡¯t I come here yesterday?¡± ¡°I mean, you seldom come on your own initiative.¡± Zhuang Xingqin sat down in his seat and said, ¡°come on, what¡¯s up?¡± Yu Fan came straight to the point: ¡°I want to change my seat.¡± ¡°where should I change it?¡± ¡°the last row, next to the podium, whatever.¡± Zhuang Xingqin said: ¡°either you give me a reasonable reason, or we don¡¯t need to waste each other¡¯s time here.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°my new deskmate affects my study.¡± ¡°?¡± Zhuang Xingqin looked at him in surprise, wondering how he made such a remark without changing his face. ¡°How did he affect you?¡± ¡°it¡¯s too noisy to write, stinks, and looks down on poor students.¡± ¡°bullshit!¡± Zhuang Xingqin picked up the teaching plan and patted him. ¡°this time Chen Jingshen applied to me to transfer his seat. How can people look down on you?¡± Yu Fan was silent for a moment and repeated: ¡°did he apply by himself?¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°or else?¡± Oh, shit. Why is this guy so annoying? ¡°Why should he sit wherever he wants?¡± When Yu Fan finished, he suddenly felt that this remark sounded a little familiar. Zuo Kuan seems to have said the same thing yesterday. ¡°what do you think?¡± Zhuang Jinqin said, ¡°isn¡¯t it a great thing that the first students in the entire grade offer to help students with poor learning ability?¡± ¡°you give it to others, but they don¡¯t want it.¡± ¡°it¡¯s not up to you.¡± Zhuang Xingqin waved his pen and said simply, ¡°go back to the classroom and tell me about the change of position when you add a zero after your math score.¡± At that time, where you want to sit, even if you just want to sit in Director Hu¡¯s office. I will find a way to do it for you. ¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan¡¯s face is stinky when he returned to the classroom. Seeing the person sitting next to his seat immediately it became uglier even more. During recess, people in the class are either sleeping or chatting, and some people go to the canteen to buy food. Chen Jingshen is the only one in the class who is still sitting upright and doing exercises. ¡°Yu Fan, where have you been?¡± Wang Luan was transferred to the next group, and now Yu Fan¡¯s two front tables were not there, so he sat in someone else¡¯s seat first. Yu Fan sat on his seat and did not look at the person next to him: ¡°toilet.¡± ¡°Oh, why don¡¯t you ask me to go with you?¡± ¡°what do I want you to do? A lookout? ¡± ¡°it¡¯s not impossible.¡± Wang Luan turned around and sat down. He put his hands on the back of his chair and complained, ¡°Hey, you don¡¯t know how miserable I am. My Disciplinary Committee deskmate stare at me in class. I can¡¯t even play with my cell phone. No, I have to find a way to change seats. Who likes to sit in this hapless seat? ¡± ¡°I¡¯ll sit.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°will you trade with me?¡± Wang Luan was stupefied and subconsciously looked at the person next to Yu Fan. Chen Jingshen hung his eyes and didn¡¯t even stop writing. He glanced at the question bank under Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand. Good boy, he was sleepy at a glance. He always thought that there was something strange between the newly transferred high achiever and Yu Fan. ¡°it¡¯s not impossible.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°then you can ask high achiever if he is willing to do it.¡± Yu Fan frowned: ¡°what does it have to do with him?¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°No.¡± A heavy word floated beside him. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Did not expect Chen Jingshen will talk to him, Wang Luan is also stupefied for a moment. ¡°No, we¡¯re just talking casually. Basically, no one can transfer the position set.¡± Wang Luan moved aside and seized the opportunity to ask him the question he had been holding back all night. ¡°by the way, high achiever, you said you liked watching yesterday, so sit closer. What are you looking at? ¡± Bang. Yu Fan¡¯s hand flickered, and the mobile phone he had just taken out fell to the ground. Chen Jingshen said, ¡°look¨C¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Director Hu.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Wang Luan squinted confusedly: ¡°Director Hu? Fat tiger? What does he have to do with this seat? ¡± ¡°well,¡± Yu Fan said without blushing, ¡°in my position, you can see the office downstairs when you stand up.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°Why didn¡¯t I find out?¡± Normally, the parties themselves would not even realize it. Chen Jingshen glanced at Yu Fan¡¯s mouth and wondered how this man could still pull so much. Wang Luan stood up and tried: ¡°I can¡¯t see it.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°you are too short.¡± ¡°Fuck.¡± Wang Luan looked at Chen Jingshen, ¡°high achiever, you like to be fat¡­. Director Hu? Why, isn¡¯t he teaching the leading class? ¡± Feeling the vicious sight of the people around him, Chen Jingshen was silent for two seconds with a pen between his fingers. ¡°well,¡± he said without feeling, ¡°I like the math handouts he wrote.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan picked up the school uniform and threw it on the table, made it look like a pillow, and said, ¡°go back to your seat. I¡¯m going to sleep.¡± When the break was over, the bell rang and the physics teacher came in with his textbook in his arms. The monitor stood up with a shout, and Chen Jingshen stood up and found the space beside him empty. Yu Fan lay down on the table and fell asleep. He was supposed to sleep face down with his coat in his arms, but he felt bored when he fell asleep, and he twisted his head to reveal half his face. The boy¡¯s eyes are closed, the bridge of his nose is straight, and the two small moles at the end of his eyes and his right cheek maintain a delicate balance, which is much less aggressive than when he is awake. It turns out that moles do not grow with age. ¡°sit down,¡± repeated the physics teacher. He pushed his glasses and looked at the man standing in the back row. ¡°Chen Jingshen?¡± Chen Jingshen put away his eyes and sat back. ¡­¡­. Yu Fan was woken up by the sound of slapping the table. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhuang Xingqin looking at him with a cold eye. Seeing that he was awake, Zhuang Xingqin stopped patting the podium with the lesson plan and held up the examination paper in his hand: ¡°put away everything on the table. These two self-study classes were first used for exams. After such a long holiday, I want to see how many you have studied. Write carefully if you mark good grades in this exam. The first student in each group comes up to pick up the test paper and pass it back. ¡± Yu Fan moved his fingers, buried his face in his arm again, and did not sit up until the test paper was passed to him. Zhuang Xingqin is strict, his eyes are floating everywhere, but he seldom looks at Yu Fan. Because the teachers know very well that Yu Fan is very frank in the examination-it should be a few points, and he never bothers to cheat. Yu Fan took out his pen and wrote his name, intending to go back to sleep when Zhuang Xingqin looked without paying attention. Because he was sleepy, his font was crooked, like a caterpillar cut into segments. A few seconds later, Yu Fan suddenly remembered something and slowly raised his head to remember¨C. What did Zhuang Zingqin say today? After passing 90 points in the math exam, he can sit wherever he wants to sit. Yu Fan supported his chin, and the more he thought about it, the clearer his mind became. He rubbed his face and sat up straight, bowed his head, and rarely flipped through the math paper in his hand¨C. Good. He can¡¯t understand a single problem. Yu Fan pinched his pen and observed his classmates for the first time since he changed his seat. The two people at the table on the right got better grades than him, Wang Luan and the discipline commissioner on the left, and Zhang Xianjing and a short-haired girl who had communicated with him in three semesters and seemed introverted and silent. Either you can¡¯t copy it, or you can¡¯t pass the test with 90 points. Yu Fan sat with his eyelids dry for a while. It was not until Zhuang Xingqin on the stage changed his sitting position that he reluctantly moved his eyes and secretly looked at the people around him. People around them are still stuck in the multiple choice questions on the first page of the paper, and Chen Jingshen has reached the end of the second page. Yu Fan didn¡¯t struggle much in his heart. Now he just wants to hold the table and roll to sit under the blackboard. Two minutes later, making sure that Zhuang Xingqin was not looking at this side, he stood in front of him with one hand and glanced at Chen Jingshen¡¯s examination paper, which was pressed on the bottom of his hand. Thanks to the blessing of not loving learning, Yu Fan¡¯s eyesight is very good. He was just about to see the first multiple-choice question¨C. Chen Jingshen pinched the draft paper and covered it gently, covering the part written on the examination paper. Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± He subconsciously looked at the owner of the paper. Chen Jingshen bowed his head and did not even give him any remaining light. Chen Jingshen: ¡°do your own papers.¡± -. Zhuang Xingqin as the invigilator, you can¡¯t play with your mobile phone and can¡¯t sleep. Yu Fan leaned back, put his hands in his pockets and began to look out of the window. ¡°Some students take their hearts back, and if they really want to go out and pick up garbage, they have to put up with it for me until graduation.¡± The sound of Zhuang Xingqin floated coolly from the podium. ¡°some students¡± turned their heads back with boredom. The examination paper was full of line numbers, which made him dizzy. So his eyes wandered and he began to patrol the classroom. The rest of the class is doing the papers carefully, and only two people are as distracted as he is. Zhang Xianjing finished her multiple choice questions and was now sorting out the ends of her forked hair. Wang Luan. The palm of his hand was in front of his eyes, blocking Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s line of sight and peeking at the disciplinary commissioner¡¯s examination paper. Wang Luan¡¯s head remained the same, and his eyes twisted into a strange angle. Had he not looked carefully, Yu Fan would not have noticed that he was peeking. Of course, the disciplinary commissioner didn¡¯t notice. So how did Chen Jingshen find out? He obviously looked at him so carefully. Besides, didn¡¯t you say he likes him? You¡¯re not even allowed to copy the test paper? The love of these top students is of no use in the end. Thinking about it, Yu Fan glanced aside again. Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand pressed the draft paper and were still working on the topic seriously. Most people¡¯s draft paper is so messy that he can¡¯t understand it. Chen Jingshen is different. His draft paper is clean and tidy, and those who don¡¯t know think he is writing the test answer. Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes fell on the last question on the test at moment. The corner of his mouth was taut, and he raised his right hand to prop up his temple, as if to meditate. Only two seconds later, he loosened his eyebrows, turned his pen flexibly at his fingertips, pulled over the draft paper and began to write. ¡°I¡¯ll collect the paper in a minute. Put down your pen when the time is up, and don¡¯t write more than one stroke. No one will give you more time when you get to the college entrance examination room. ¡± As soon as the voice of Zhuang Guanqin sounded, Yu Fan just regained his mind and put away his sight. What high achiever, isn¡¯t he still working on the problem at the last minute? He picked up his school uniform coat and was ready to leave as soon as his paper was collected. Suddenly, with the sound of ¡°bang¡±, a full piece of draft paper was placed in front of him. When Yu Fan put on his coat, he paused for a moment on the draft paper and recognized that it was the one Chen Jingshen had been writing, which was full of formulas. Making sure there was no stupid tutoring book on the paper, he asked coldly, ¡°what is it?¡± ¡°the answer and solution of the paper.¡± Chen Jingshen threw the pen into the pencil case and looked at him in the twinkling of an eye. ¡°Don¡¯t you want to see it?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yes, I want to see it. I want to see it at the last minute of the fucking exam. CH 9 After school, a group of people sat in the billiards hall at the back door of the school to play cards. Wang Luan leaned back in his chair, his head hanging softly: ¡°I took the exam at the beginning of school. Zhuang XingQin is really sick.¡± ¡°Does your class pass on the test results to the parents every time?¡± ¡°forget it. My dad has to wait on me with a baseball bat again.¡± Wang Luan looked gratefully at the people around him. ¡°fortunately, with my brother, I will never be the last.¡± Yu Fan ignored him and bowed his head and dropped his card. Zhang Xianjing is the only girl in this group. She crossed her legs and drank milk tea: ¡°isn¡¯t your deskmate a disciplinary commissioner? Didn¡¯t you copy it? ¡± ¡°copy a fart, only he is still a disciplinary commissioner,¡± Wang Luan said angrily. ¡°the handwriting is comparable to that of Yu Fan. I almost squint. I can¡¯t read a word¨C Fuck! I¡¯ll give you a 3, and you just blow me up? ¡± ¡°You¡¯re annoying.¡± Yu Fan said. ¡°¡­¡± Zhang Xianjing trembled with laughter: ¡°but Yu Fan, you handed in a blank paper as soon as you started school, and you weren¡¯t even trying the multiple-choice questions. Are you really going to change the seat?¡± When it comes to the exam, Yu Fan thinks of someone again, and the act of throwing cards is a little too heavy. He asked, ¡°did you get 90 points for multiple choice questions?¡± Zhang Xianjing drew her eyebrows: ¡°there are no 90 points for multiple choice questions.¡± That¡¯s it. If you can¡¯t get 90 points, it¡¯s the same whether you write it or not. The hand itches, Yu Fan touches into his pocket, wanting to smoke one slowly. As a result, when he came across a rough piece of paper, he gave a ¡°fuck¡± in his heart and quickly pulled his hand out again. It¡¯s the draft paper handed over by Chen Jingshen. He had intended to throw it away in a ball, but Zhuang Xingqin happened to pass through the back door and called him, and he reflexively stuffed the ball of paper into his pocket. Yu Fan feels that he may be allergic to the paper things in Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand in the future. ¡°what is there to write about the examination paper? I never wrote, ¡°Zuo Kuan was smoking and pretending not to admit defeat.¡± the teacher dared not care about me at all. ¡± Wang Luan: ¡°your teacher is too lazy to care about you.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°isn¡¯t that better?¡± The head teacher of your class, I was tired of hearing what she is saying. If she were my head teacher, I would have been¨C ¡± Bang. Yu Fan threw the last card on the table. ¡°Don¡¯t talk nonsense,¡± Yu Fan said. ¡°stretch out your face.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± Half a minute later, Zuo Kuan¡¯s face was marked with a tortoise drawn. ¡°Fuck, come again.¡± When Zuo Kuan finished, the man next to him suddenly bumped into his arm and twisted his eyebrow. ¡°what are you doing?¡± ¡°Brother Kuan, look, that woman outside, is that the woman who chased you before?¡± ¡°Who is it?¡± Wang Luan looked out. ¡°it¡¯s her,¡± she said, looking at the girl who hurriedly left outside the billiards hall and raising her eyebrows.¡±No one, a woman from Class Three. She chased me for two months, and sent me water and snacks every day. I was bored to death, and I managed to get rid of her. ¡± ¡°is that woman blind?¡± Zhang Xianjing bowed her head and played with her mobile phone and said coolly. ¡°bullshit. I¡¯m so handsome. There are a lot of people chasing me, okay?¡± Zuo Kuan looked at the card, ¡°what¡¯s the most disgusting thing, Class three, you know? It is said that it is an invisible key liberal arts class. That woman writes me a letter a week, in which there are so many ancient poems and essays that I can¡¯t fucking read them¨C ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°how did you dump her?¡± The person who had been silent suddenly opened his mouth, and Zuo Kuan was stunned for a moment: ¡°what?¡± ¡°I said,¡± repeated Yu Fan, ¡°how did you get rid of her?¡± ¡°it¡¯s not easy,¡± Zuo Kuan said. ¡°I pasted out the name of the letter she wrote to me and posted it in the blackboard newspaper of her class.¡± Zhang Xianjing glanced at him: ¡°you are such a bitch.¡± ¡°Huh? Who told her to keep haunting me. ¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°Yu Fan, why do you ask? there are girls chasing you?¡± ¡°nonsense, are there fewer girls chasing my brother?¡± Wang Luan raised his eyebrows proudly, as if it was himself who was being chased. ¡°Yu Fan just received a love letter-you blew me up again? I¡¯m on your team! I¡¯m a fucking farmer, too! ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°it¡¯s so noisy.¡± Zhang Xianjing put down her phone and leaned curiously against their card table: ¡°is there such a thing? Yu Fan, who gave you the love letter? ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°No one.¡± ¡°tell me,¡± Zhang Xianjing asked. ¡°A freshman and a sophomore? Does it look good? Do I know him? Is it¨C Chen Jingshen? ¡± Yu Fan threw out all the cards directly. When he subconsciously wanted to refute, he heard Zhang Xianjing go on to say, ¡°is that Chen Jingshen?¡± Yu Fan heard the words and looked back at the billiards hall. Chen Jingshen stood not far from the back door with his back to them, his schoolbag on his shoulder and his hands hanging naturally on his side. He was motionless, and in front of him stood three men. ¡°that¡¯s true,¡± Wang Luan leaned over to the glass. ¡°the ones in front of him. Is it from the school next door? What are they doing? ¡± ¡°what else can the crappy school next door do when they come to us?¡± Zhang Xianjing said, ¡°blackmail.¡± Yu Fan propped his elbows on the sofa at the back and watched the play lazily. There is a technical school near their school, which is quite messy, and they often come here to make trouble. Hu Pang patrolled and arrested people nearby for a period of time, but the matter was shelved because he had just started school recently and was relatively busy. The three men infron of Chen Jingshen, were wearing colorful long t-shirt and black trousers, all dyed with strange hair colors. It seems that Chen Jingshen around him is cleaner. Zuo Kuan looked at his expression and asked tentatively, ¡°Yu Fan, don¡¯t you care? Isn¡¯t he in your class? ¡± Yu Fan ignored him and still looked at the other end. Who cares, there are so many people who are blackmailed every month, can he handle it? Did the fat tiger pay him the protection money? Besides¡­ Although Chen Jingshen is a nerd, at least he keeps up with nutrition. His shoulders are twice as wide as those idiots in front of him, and he is half a head taller than others. If his serious temperament is not too weak, who can believe that the three skinny monkeys are blackmailing him now? As long as Chen Jingshen has a bit of backbone and raises his fist to fight back, none of these three will go straight back today. In the distance, the tall figure paused and bowed his head to pay for it. Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± -. A few punks looked at the boy in front of them, but they were not sure. To be honest, they usually only look for lower grades or girls for blackmail, but this one. Those sneakers on his feet are too good. As far as a gangster knows, it¡¯s close to five digits. Coupled with the fact that he was dressed as a good student, the three of them unanimously decided to give it a try! A bike becomes a motorcycle! ¡°Do you hear me? ¡± The leader plucked up his courage and held up his Wechat QR code. ¡°if you don¡¯t turn it around, we¡¯ll ask you to go somewhere else for a detailed chat.¡± Chen Jingshen dropped his eyes and glanced around their faces. It was only then that they found that the temperament of this good student depended entirely on his neat school uniform. The teenager¡¯s eyelids are thin, and the facial lines are smooth and sharp, in fact, it is a very cold appearance. When he looks at them condescendingly, they can¡¯t help but feel nervous. For a moment, they regretted it. Chen Jingshen pondered for two seconds and put his hand in his pocket. Perhaps at that glance, this person subconsciously felt that Chen Jingshen was going to take out a weapon or a cell phone to report to the police, and hurriedly took two steps back: ¡°what are you doing? Take out your hands, or I¡¯ll¨C ¡± His words came to an abrupt end when Chen Jingshen took out his money. They gaped at the persib in front of them and counted out five red notes and handed them over. ¡°No Wechat. Pay cash. ¡± The boy finally opened his mouth and said the first thing to them. They were in a trance for a moment. Why does he feel like a beggar who has been given alms? And, damn it. What¡¯s wrong with today¡¯s high school students? How can he have so much living expenses? ¡°No Wechat? I believe your bullshit. You don¡¯t usually talk to others? No games? Not in love? ¡± In the end, he fooled around for a moment, thinking that this person might not really know how to fall in love. He took five hundred, and his eyes were still greedily fixed on Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand: ¡°forget it, how much do you have? Bring it all over. ¡± An empty card box flew in and hit the man on the forehead precisely and simply. The card box fell to the ground and made a ¡°clatter¡±. The man was stunned for a moment, covered his forehead, and looked behind his head: ¡°who the fuck¨C¡± He saw the man¡¯s face clearly and shut up at once. Someone in their school once said that it was ok to go to the high school next door to find some money, but when he saw two moles on his face and a fierce-looking person, he left quickly. Isn¡¯t that the guy in front of you? Chen Jingshen turned his head and saw his new deskmate. At the moment, the expression on the face of his deskmate was the same as when he refused to copy the examination paper, not very friendly. Yu Fan didn¡¯t look at him. ¡°give him the money back,¡± he said to the three men, ¡°and get out.¡± The faces of the three changed at the moment, and the one standing in the middle raised his chin: ¡°who the fuck are you?¡± ¡°come on, you don¡¯t know him?¡± Wang Luan, who followed, reached out and put his hand on the man¡¯s shoulder with a smile. ¡°he just beat up the haircut gang in your school, haven¡¯t you heard?¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Are they still going to school these days? They looked badly hurt the other day. ¡± ¡°¡­¡± More than ten seconds later, the man was able to hand the money to Yu Fan. Yu Fan did not answer: ¡°my money?¡± The man paused, and moved his hand to Chen Jingshen. ¡­¡­. As soon as the group of people turned around and left, Zhang Xianjing came from the billiards hall and said, ¡°Just go? What a pussy. ¡± ¡°Originally, he was not a powerful person.¡± Wang Luan ¡®s words stopped after seeing the black-rimmed glasses that suddenly appeared on Zhang Xianjing¡¯s face. ¡°It¡¯s the same.¡± Zhang Xianjing pushed her glasses and looked at the boys around her with hypocritical worry. ¡°Chen, are you scared?¡± Chen Jingshen put the money back in his pocket: ¡°No.¡± Zhang Xianjing smiled gently: ¡°good, the back door of our school is very messy, you must be careful in the future.¡± The tone of her voice gave Wang Luan goosebumps. He curled his lips and asked, ¡°high achiever, why did you give the money out so honestly just now? The security guard at the back door is still here. He can come as soon as you yell. Otherwise, you can struggle for a while. They dare not make a scene. ¡± Chen Jingshen said: ¡°trouble.¡± His face was calm and his tone was cold, as if he wasn¡¯t the one who gave the money as soon as he was blackmailed. Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯ll tell you what, Mr. Chen,¡± Zhang Xianjing bent her eyes, ¡°how about we add a Wechat? In the future, if you are in danger, you can come to me, and I will bring someone to save you as soon as possible! ¡± She finished and paused. ¡°Oh, you don¡¯t have a Wechat, do you? The phone number is also fine. ¡± Chen Jingshen was silent for two seconds and reported a string of figures. Zhang Xianjing did not expect that he would give it so easily this time. She was stunned for a moment and took out her cell phone: ¡°wait, wait, wait.¡± Yu Fan regretted it almost the moment he came over. He scolded himself in his heart, occupied his pocket with one hand, turned around and walked back. He just took a step, when his sleeve was suddenly grabbed. Everyone else was stunned. Yu Fan bowed his head and saw the familiar, bony hand on his clothes. With great effort, he went back and oulled his clothes. So he frowned and raised his eyes and said coldly, ¡°what are you doing?¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°Can I add your Wechat?¡± Chen Jingshen asked deeply. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Zhang Xianjing, who is typing the number into the mobile phone address book, said: ¡°?¡± CH 10 It was eerily quiet for a while. ¡°No, high achiever,¡± Wang Luan was the first to look back. His eyes wafted amusingly between the two. ¡°if you don¡¯t add our campus beauty¡¯s Wechat, why are you so complicated? Do you really want to make an appointment with him? ¡± Chen Jingshen looked at him and said, ¡°about a fight?¡± Wang Luan wanted to ask again, but the man next to him suddenly moved. Yu Fan tried again to pull his clothes out of his hand. ¡°add your mother. How many times do I have to say it, I won¡¯t. ¡± In the middle of this, Yu Fan cut off his words and said, ¡°get out of here and leave me alone.¡± Wang Luan was just about to say that brothers don¡¯t have to react so much, right? He turned his head and froze again. Why are his brother¡¯s ears red? It was a little dark. Wang Luan just wanted to take a closer look. Yu Fan had turned his head and left. His brother¡¯s handsome figure was slightly hurried against the passing bike. ¡­¡­. When he got home, Yu Fan lay down on the sofa, picked up his cell phone and scratched twice. A discussion group he has blocked for more than a year is now at the top of Wechat, and the news has reached 99 +. The discussion group¡¯s member Zuo Kuan, and the students who annoy the teachers are basically in it. Dozens of people, more than half of Yu Fan do not know. At the moment, those in the Zuo¡¯s class are chatting happily. [What exactly happened to the first place in that grade? I think Yu Fan seems to hate him. ]. [ Hate didn¡¯t he just helped him get his money back? ]. [But high achiever asked him to add Wechat, but he didn¡¯t give it either, and verbally greeted high achiever¡¯s parents! ]. Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jumped and he remembered Chen Jingshen¡¯s expression when he grabbed his clothes just now. The light of his eyes hung down and looked at him calmly and directly-just like when he handed over a love letter. Shit, does this guy have any sense of homosexuality or not? Aren¡¯t all homosexuals supposed to hide? What does he mean by opening the screen like a peacock every day? He closed his eyes and rubbed his ears. He walked too fast just now. I should have punched Chen Jingshen in the eye. Yu Fan moved his fingers to retire the garbage discussion group. When he returned to the main interface of Wechat, there was suddenly a red ¡°1¡± in the column of friends. He clicked on it carelessly, and it was a new friend application, and the applicant was an initial profile portrait, a simple silhouette of gray characters, which looked like a new account¨C. [s apply to add you as friend: I am Chen Jingshen. ]. Source: add the friend shared by the other party through ¡°Zhang Xianjing¡±. ]. Yu Fan suddenly sat up from the sofa with a jerk of eyebrow. Without thinking about it, he clicked no, took a screenshot and sent it to Zhang Xianjing. [-:? ]. Zhang Xianjing: Hey, hey. I said I could push your Wechat to him, and Chen Jingshen added me right away. ]. Zhang Xianjing: high achiever has applied, or you can add it. ]. [-: no. ]. Zhang Xianjing: Oh, whatever. I got his Wechat anyway. In the future, I can deceived him into taking the exam / test / answer / case and sent a copy to you, the hero. Yu Fan then remembered that he still had an exam / test / answer / case in his school uniform pocket. He got up to get it, and the draft paper was crumpled and stuffed up pitifully. He stared at it for two seconds, gave a light ¡°tsk¡±, picked it up and went to the desk in the room, opened the third cabinet below, rudely unfolded it and threw it in. The draft paper rattled twice and finally lay peacefully on the pink envelope. Yu Fan casually cooked a bowl of dumplings and just ate two bites. At eight o¡¯clock sharp, the cell phone lit up again. [s apply to add you as friend: I am Chen Jingshen. ]. [- refuse, reason for rejection: get out. ]. At nine o¡¯clock, Yu Fan was taking a bath. [s: I¡¯m Chen Jingshen. ]. Set the fucking alarm clock, right? Yu Fan dried his hands on the towel and refused. At ten o¡¯clock, Yu Fan opened the gluttonous snake. [s: I¡¯m Chen Jingshen. ]. At 11:00, Yu Fan ended the gluttonous snake. [s: I¡¯m Chen Jingshen. ]. At 12:00, Yu Fan stared unbearably at the mobile phone screen and clicked his consent the moment his friend¡¯s application popped up. Come on. Yu Fan stared at the blank dialog box between him and Chen Jingshen without expression. Let me see what you¡¯re going to fart. Ten minutes passed and there was no movement on the other side. Twenty minutes passed and there was no message. Thirty minutes passed and there was no message. An hour later, Yu Fan looked at the empty dialog box between him and Chen Jingshen, clicked on s¡¯s profile without expression, and dragged him into the blacklist. -. In the middle of the night, Yu Fan opened his eyes to a sound. The drowsiness that just appeared was put back in a moment. He picked up his phone and looked at it. At 03:30, the chicken didn¡¯t wake up. There was another clatter outside the room. Yu Fan looked cold, lifted the quilt out of bed and took out a badminton racket with several broken nets from behind the curtains. He whispered to the door, just holding the doorknob¨C. ¡°I didn¡¯t hear the phone just now. I just got home. Did you bet on the ball for me or not? Bet on what. Didn¡¯t I tell you? If you bet on it, I¡¯ll give you the money. Can I still default on it? ¡± Yu Kaiming¡¯s voice was like an electric drill that was caught off guard and squeezed in through the crack in the door. ¡°which TV station has a live broadcast?¡­ Got it. Got it. ¡± Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Fan threw the racket back into place, and his face became even colder. Two minutes later, the voice of the game broadcaster sounded outside. When Yu Fan opened the door, Yu Kaiming was unscrewing the beer, resting his legs on the table and watching the game comfortably. Disrelenting that the volume of the TV was too low, Yu Kaiming picked up the remote control and added ten more. Yu Fan leaned against the door: ¡°treat your deafness.¡± Yu Kaiming drank and continued to turn up the volume. He put his hand on the sofa and still stared at the TV: ¡°I¡¯m happy to hear it so loud in my own house. If it¡¯s noisy, get out.¡± Yu Fan did not hesitate at all. He turned back to the room, bolted the things on the table, grabbed his coat and turned out the door. Closing the door, he leaned against the meter box and waited for a moment. The moment he heard the ¡°shot -¡± coming from inside, he raised his hand, pulled down the switch, took out the lock in his pocket and locked the meter. When Yu Kaiming poked his head out from the balcony, he happened to see Yu Fan¡¯s back. He blushed and cursed rudely: ¡°Yu Fan of the grass-mud horse! Get back here! You son of a bitch! I told you to get your ass back here, you hear me¨C ¡± In the dark night, the boy was so thin that he didn¡¯t bother to answer a word and walked away without looking back. Yu Fan went to the Internet bar to turn on a computer and slept for two hours. The Internet bar is small and the only vacant seat is against a broken window. He closed his eyes in the cold wind for two hours, and there was an intermittent smell of smoke around him. The people in the box next door played a game like a war, and their voice was louder than the ktv next door. Yu Fan woke up dizzy and thought he might as well stay up all night. The early spring morning is cool and drizzle in the air. The owner of the Internet bar is an old acquaintance with him. when he saw him coming out, he poked his head from the front desk: ¡°Yu Fan, are you going to school? You wear so thin, don¡¯t you know it will cool down today? It¡¯s raining outside. Take an umbrella. ¡± ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan zipped up his school uniform and turned into the rain curtain. There were few people in the classroom when Chen Jingshen arrived at school. Seeing the man sleeping on the table, he glanced up at the clock at the top of the blackboard. Yu Fan¡¯s whole face is buried in his arms, his hair is messy, and his shoulders rise and fall slightly with his breath. He seems to have slept here for a long time. The temperature dropped sharply today, and his thin school uniform coat was out of place around him. Chen Jingshen pulled out his textbook from his desk and casually flipped through two pages of the text. A cool breeze floated in, and the person next to him moved and curled his fingers into the broad sleeves of the school uniform. Chen Jingshen got up and gently closed the next window. When the class came into the classroom, they were surprised to see the people who were late on weekdays already in their seats. ¡°Yu Fan, why are you here so early today?¡± Zhang Xianjing looked back at him and said, ¡°have you changed ?¡± Yu Fan moved his fingers on the edge of the table and squeezed out for a while: ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°sleepy like this, did you go to be a thief last night?¡± Wang Luan raised his eyebrow: ¡°isn¡¯t he so sleepy every day?¡± ¡°He usually shows his face for a while, but I only see his hair today.¡± Zhang Xianjing stretched herself and bent her eyes to look at the people around her. ¡°kiss your deskmate, have you done your math homework yesterday?¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°I wrote it. I¡¯ll copy it for you.¡± ¡°come on, just your math.¡± Zhang Xianjing said with disgust, ¡°it¡¯s time for self-study soon. Go back to your seat.¡± ¡°Hey, aren¡¯t you bitten by a dog?¡± Yu Fan actually didn¡¯t fall asleep, but he just felt that his head was heavy and he didn¡¯t have the strength, so he could only lie on the table and listen without a word. The sound around him became farther and farther away, and finally turned into syllables that he could not understand, floating in his ear. After a while, the breath-filled voice of Zhuang Xingqin came vaguely: ¡°some students seem to have come early, but they actually slept there all morning.¡± ¡°forget it. Let him sleep. There will always be times when he suffers.¡± After a while she regretted, ¡°here are the new knowledge points, everyone write it down. Who closed all the windows in the classroom? Students in the back row, open all the windows around you. The indoor temperature is too comfortable and some people can¡¯t get up as soon as they lie down. ¡± ¡°I closed it, sir.¡± Next to him came a low voice, ¡°I¡¯m cold.¡± Zhuang Jingqin looked at Chen Jingshen¡¯s short white down jacket with wonder: ¡°Oh, All right, then don¡¯t open it. ¡± ¡°in this paper, I¡¯m talking about today, for all the wrong questions go back and copy the solution for me ten times and hand it in tomorrow. Those who don¡¯t hand in the math class next week will stand on the blackboard for me.¡± ¡­¡­. Yu Fan fell asleep thoroughly. He doesn¡¯t know how long, two soft clasps rang in his ears, hammering his temples. Wang Luan¡¯s voice floated down from his head: ¡°Brother, school is over. You¡¯ve been sleeping all day, are you still sleeping? Come on, let¡¯s go to dinner. ¡± Yu Fan had a splitting headache and shook his head slightly. Wang Luan: ¡°you¡¯re not going?¡± Yu Fan nodded. ¡°aren¡¯t you hungry? I heard that there is a Spicy Hot Pot restaurant at the end of the street. It¡¯s such a cold day that you really don¡¯t want to eat it? ¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°then I¡¯ll go by myself.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s eyelashes moved and didn¡¯t bother to pay attention to him. Before Wang Luan left, he subconsciously glanced at the person beside Yu Fan. After school was over for a while, Chen Jingshen was still studying with his head tilted. His sitting posture was a little more loose than usual, his jawline was cold and taut, and his eyes fell on the exercise book. He is indeed a high achiever, Wang Luan thought. The first grade after school still stays in the classroom to do exercises, it seems that it is determined to kill other students. The students left one after another, leaving only the last two people in the classroom. After finishing the examination paper in his hand, Chen Jingshen swept past the end of his eyes, and the person beside him is still lying on his stomach, and there was no sign of waking up. He leaned back and took out another new paper from the drawer. After working on two questions, he heard the next person exhale heavily. Chen Jingshen took a look at the tip of his pen and found that there was something wrong with Yu Fan. Yu Fan felt that he was sleepy so sometimes he was hot and cold, his throat was dry and his breath was not smooth. A breath of air-conditioning floated in from under the door, and he shrank with cold. Just as he was about to change his position, he suddenly felt a warm touch on the back of his neck. Before he realized what it was, it suddenly turned over and covered his skin. The boy¡¯s palms are broad and hot, and he can easily hold the whole back of his neck. Yu Fan trembled for a moment, and the whole skin began to go numb. He struggled to open his eyes, turned his head and glanced at the person next to him. Chen Jingshen put his hand on the back of his neck, knocked on his cell phone with the other hand, felt the line of sight, and raised his eyes gently. Yu Fan¡¯s eyes is slightly red, lightly spread under the mole at the end of the eye, and his dark eyes are staring at him motionless. For a long time, Yu Fan moved his mouth with difficulty. People who have not spoken for a long time have a hoarse voice and lack momentum. ¡°you fucking.¡± Yu Fan squinted, ¡°sexual harassment?¡± ¡°.¡± Chen Jingshen frowned and pursed his lips in a straight line. It took him a while to open his mouth. ¡°Yu Fan, you have a fever.¡± Shizun: Gosh I can already feel that he have a shitty parent. CH 11 As a matter of fact, Yu Fan has a vague premonition. He has been top-heavy and weak since the morning, and he hears people talk like chanting sutras. He hasn¡¯t been ill for a long time, which is worse than a flesh wound. His lips were dry and Yu Fan swallowed, and the pain in his throat made his eyebrows twist: ¡°take your hand away.¡± The person next to him did not speak, and a few seconds later, Chen Jingshen withdrew his hand. Yu Fan moved his head and pillowed back on his arm. ¡°you should go to the hospital.¡± Yu Fan closed his eyes: ¡°mind your own business.¡± There¡¯s no sound next to him. Now the metaphor is the same as in the morning self-study, the brain is dizzy and it is difficult to fall asleep. So he listened vaguely as the person next to him closed his textbook, packed his things, and zipped up his schoolbag. He tilted his head and happened to see Chen Jingshen carrying his schoolbag on his shoulders and picking up the chair with one hand and folding it on the desk. Wait for someone to walk out, then stack the tables together and sleep. Or will it be one night to go to the Internet bar again? In this state, he may not be able to beat Yu Kaiming at home¡­. Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids were half-drooping and he vaguely saw Chen Jingshen put his hand on the zipper and took off his coat. He even wore a beige wool vest under his heavy down jacket, and inside was the school uniform shirt. Yu Fan wondered how these nerds were so delicate that they were wrapped like zongzi in only a few degrees, and zongzi bent down and grabbed his arm. [**Zongzi, rouzong or simply zong is a traditional Chinese rice dish made of glutinous rice stuffed with different fillings and wrapped in bamboo leaves] ? Grabbed his arm? Yu Fan replied fiercely, ¡°what are you doing?¡± ¡°go to the hospital.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly. ¡°I said mind your own business and let go,¡± Yu Fan frowned. ¡°Dare to touch me again? Do you believe that I really beat you¨C ¡± He stared at Chen Jingshen¡¯s face and punched unbearably-and then his wrist was grasped. He was picked up by Chen Jingshen just like the chair just now. He raised his fist again and his other hand was grabbed. Yu Fan felt more troublesome when he was sick. Even if he can¡¯t beat Yu Kaiming, even Chen Jingshen can beat him? When the down jacket was put on him, Chen Jingshen said, ¡°raise your hand.¡± When two girls passed outside, they heard a noise, and they looked this way at the same time. Yu Fan¡¯s clenched fist loosened again. Forget it, the struggle is even uglier. Ignoring the look in the eyes of the person in front of him, Chen Jingshen pinched the zipper of his coat and pulled it directly to the top. It is a high-necked-down jacket with a cover on the back of the neck. Feeling the residual temperature of the owner of the clothes, he raised his head in disgust and said with a cold face, ¡°who do you want to suffocate?¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at him, reached out and pressed his collar under his chin. In order to meet the accommodation needs of some teachers, the teachers¡¯ dormitory in Nancheng No. 7 High School was built next to the experimental building. The people who live here are generally young teachers who have just started, and some warm-blooded old teachers who have clearly planned the development of the school in the next two decades. Hu Pang lives on the fifth floor of the classroom dormitory. The balcony of the house is on the other side of the school. You can see the school gate two steps out. That evening, as usual, he strolled to the balcony with a bowl and watched the flowers of the motherland who had learned to forget to eat at the school gate. Seeing the tall and thin figure of Chen Jingshen, the corner of Hu Pang¡¯s mouth just rose a little and froze again. Chen Jingshen hugged a man next to him, and they were very close to each other, like the puppy lovers he often caught in the school garden. Is Chen Jingshen also? Startled, Hu Pang hurriedly put down his bowl, picked up his glasses, looked over again, and saw a mess of hair¨C. And then saw the face where he had high blood pressure at first sight. Hu Pang: ¡°¡­¡± You might as well have puppy love. Yu Fan has resisted this gesture. And then he almost fell down the stairs. There were not many people in the school at this time, but not all of them were gone. Yu Fan wanted to remember that it was convenient to shut up these people afterward, but he didn¡¯t see it clearly because of dizziness. So he simply bowed his head and was taken into the taxi by Chen Jingshen. They went to the nearest hospital to the school. They took his body temperature, 39 degrees, high fever. ¡°the temperature is a little high. How long have you been burning?¡± The doctor glanced at his face. ¡°I¡¯ll give you some medicine first to see if it can be relieved. If the fever doesn¡¯t go down tomorrow, you will come to the hospital for blood test and hanging water.¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t bother to wait for a moment: ¡°give me a needle directly.¡± Ten minutes later, Yu Fan sat in the infusion room. He took an arm out of his sleeve and handed it to the guard. Yu Fan no longer had a band-aid. The nurse was stupefied when he saw the scar on his face and could not help glancing at the school uniform he was wearing. Yu Fan¡¯s arms are thin-in fact, he is thin and barely fleshy, and his shoulder blades prop up his school uniform when he sleeps on his desk. It often makes people wonder where his fighting strength comes from. Yu Fan hung his eyes and watched the needle go slowly into the skin, the needle was fixed by tape, and the needle was left in the back of his hand. ¡°all right.¡± The nurse said, ¡°it¡¯s best to drink plenty of hot water, put on your coat and sweat.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Thank you.¡± After the nurse left, Yu Fan leaned back, the whole person fell on the infusion chair, and the down jacket sank with his movements. After a day of fever, he was in worse condition than other feverish patients. He lay on his soft coat and his drowsiness spread again. The medicine and a cup of hot water were put in front of him. ¡°eat before you sleep.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s voice fell from his head. Yu Fan did not say anything, picked up the medicine and swallowed it, tilted his head to find a comfortable posture, closed his eyes and went to sleep. ¡­¡­. When he woke up, it was already dark. Yu Fan maintained his sleeping posture and glanced around with sleepy and half-narrowed eyes. There are not many people in the infusion room, mothers holding their sons, lovers holding hands, adults working with computers, and a high school student doing their homework with their heads down. ? Yu Fan turned his head again and looked at the last one. There is a test paper and an empty book in the place where the patient is given a hand. Chen Jingshen slipped his sleeve to his elbow and was writing with his pen in his hand. Yu Fan¡¯s weariness of learning came up at once, and he said hoarsely, ¡°Why haven¡¯t you left yet?¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°I didn¡¯t finish my homework.¡± ¡°¡­ ¡± What, writing somewhere else will interrupt your idea of doing a problem? After sleeping with a needle, Yu Fan obviously felt much better. He stared at the pen shaking in Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand for a moment, thinking that he had been suppressed by the weak chicken because he was ill, so he felt that he must be given a warning. He was lazy to say, ¡°Chen Jingshen.¡± Chen Jingshen kept writing: ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°do you know what happens to those who mess with me?¡± Chen Jingshen turned his head. Yu Fan tilted his head and stared at his single eyelid and said coldly, ¡°anyway, you¡¯re here, so you might as well book a bed first.¡± The cold back of his hand was pressed against his forehead. Yu Fan¡¯s voice stopped abruptly, and before he could react, Chen Jingshen had already withdrawn his hand. ¡°the fever is gone.¡± Chen Jingshen looked up at the eye bag. ¡°I¡¯ll call the nurse.¡± ¡°¡­¡± After taking his temperature, it did fall back to 37.9. When the nurse came to pull out the needle, she casually asked, ¡°are you classmates?¡± Yu Fan said lazily, ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°It¡¯s a good relationship.¡± The nurse said, ¡°when you were asleep, he kept an eye on the medicine bag for you. He had already watched two bags for you.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jumped just after intimidating his classmates. He glanced at the person next to him without showing any trace. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t blink when he started the question, and he didn¡¯t seem to listen to what they said here. So he paused, then perfunctorily said, ¡°Hmm.¡± No sooner had the nurse left Wang Luan¡¯s call came in. Chen Jingshen saw him press a cotton swab on the back of his other hand, hold the phone with his shoulder, and wait lazily for the opposite to open. Wang Luan¡¯s voice came from the other end of the phone: ¡°Damn it, open Wechat and see for yourself. I sent you 37 messages in one night. If you don¡¯t reply, I¡¯m like your fucking licking dog!¡± Yu Fan: ¡°if I don¡¯t see it, what are you going to do?¡± Wang Luan paused for a moment. ¡°Why do you sound strange?¡± ¡°I have a cold,¡± Yu Fan said. ¡°I have something to say.¡± ¡°it¡¯s nothing, just to remind you to remember to copy your math papers,¡± Wang Luan said. ¡°When Zhuang Xingqin went to class today, he said we should copy every wrong question ten times. If you won¡¯t hand it in tomorrow, you¡¯ll stand up for math class next week.¡± Ten times? Yu Fan thought of his completely blank math test paper and said with a wooden face, ¡°If you don¡¯t copy it, you won¡¯t be able to attend class next week.¡± After hanging up the phone, Yu Fan felt that he was almost done and took the cotton swab away to throw it away. A new, unnamed exercise book was handed to him. Yu Fan stared at the exercise book for two seconds, then looked up and asked, ¡°what is it?¡± When he was sitting, he felt that Chen Jingshen was really tall. His jaw line was smooth and beautiful, and his Adam¡¯s apple is protruding as he spoke rolled slightly. ¡°Math homework.¡± ¡°Why do you give it to me.¡± Yu Fan paused for a moment, then suddenly reflected, ¡°did you write it for me?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°¡­¡± The man was sitting next to him writing hard for a long time. Was he doing his homework? Yu Fan looked at him blankly and felt that the fever that had just gone down showed signs of coming back: ¡°who asked you to write for me? Zhuang Xingqin is not a fool, we have such a big handwriting difference¨C ¡± ¡°I wrote it with my left hand.¡± ¡°¡­¡± My handwriting is not that ugly. Chen Jingshen said: ¡°as a thank you for helping me at the back door.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t think too much,¡± said Yu Fan, wringing his eyebrows. ¡°I¡¯m upset with those people.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen looked at his evasive eyes and responded. When it comes to this, Chen Jingshen himself doesn¡¯t need to copy this wrong topic anyway. Yu Fan pulled the homework. ¡°how much is the medicine today?¡± Yu Fan took out his cell phone and said, ¡°I¡¯ll transfer you Wechat.¡± Chen Jingshen reported a number. Yu Fan opened Wechat and flipped through it among his friends for a long time before he remembered¨C. ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°Why can¡¯t I watch your Wechat?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Is this guy an idiot? Yu Fan¡¯s sentence, ¡°of course you can¡¯t see it after being blocked,¡± reached the edge of his mouth before he swallowed back on Chen Jingshen¡¯s line of sight. Shit, why does he look like a scumbag? ¡°I don¡¯t know, Bug.¡± He held up his mobile phone and dragged Chen Jingshen from the blacklist. ¡°the money has been transferred.¡± When Chen Jingshen collected the money, he clicked on Yu Fan¡¯s avatar. His head portrait is of several stray cats, which looks like it was taken at random around the school. A few pitiful moments popped up dynamically. He raised his eyebrow quietly and said, ¡°well, now I see it.¡± ¨C Zuo Kuan stood bowing in the observation room. The middle-aged woman told him: ¡°just after hanging the bag-the patient should pay attention to the wound, take medicine on time, and try not to make big moves.¡± The left broad scalp was numb, nodded again and again, leaning against the wall and peering around in an attempt to distract himself. Then he saw two familiar figures. Zuo Kuan suddenly stood up with his eyes wide open, and the wound pulled gently, causing him to cover his crotch with a hiss. He endured the pain and reconfirmed it carefully with his hand against the wall. Walking in front of the boy with both hands, as always lazy and casual, perhaps because of the cold weather, his face is a little pale. The person behind him was wearing a thin, usually neat school uniform shirt full of wrinkles at the moment. When he got to the door, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. Zuo Kuan recovered from the shock, immediately picked up his cell phone and took a wild shot, and then sent the picture to a large group of more than 100 students in the school. [class 8-Brother Kuan: [picture] fuck, look who I see. ]. Class 7-Zhang Xianjing: what are you doing in urology? ]. [class 8-Brother Kuan:? ]. [class 7-Wang Luan: congratulations to Brother Kuan. Let¡¯s play together tomorrow. ]. [class 8-Brother Kuan: screw you. ]. [class 8-Brother Kuan: I fucking sent you a picture to show you this? ]. [Class 7-Wang Luan: then what are you looking at? ]. Zuo Kuan circled the two tall and thin figures in the picture. [class 8-Brother Kuan: don¡¯t you recognize anyone in your own class? ]. [class 8-Brother Kuan: Yu Fan beat Chen Jingshen into the hospital! ] CH 12 Yu Fan felt that he could hit two Yu Kaiming with one hand, so after he came out of the hospital, he took a taxi straight home. The taxi driver has been driving all day, it¡¯s a little stuffy, and the front window is half open. He glanced at the man in the back seat. ¡°Little brother, is it okay to open a window?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°No.¡± The wind blew in from the front seat and it was a little cold in the face. Yu Fan consciously shrank his chin into the collar for a while, and a faint smell of detergent floated into the nasal cavity. He twisted his eyebrow, lowered his head with the smell, and glanced at his slightly spacious white down jacket. ¡°¡­¡± I forgot to return his clothes. Take it to school for him tomorrow. When he got to the gate of the community, Yu Fan thought about it after getting out of the car, taking off his coat, and carrying it in his hand. So as not to get dirty after a fight. But he¡¯s obviously being paranoid. There was a power outage at home, and there was no one to open the lock in the middle of the night. Yu Kaiming went out last night and didn¡¯t come back now. When Yu Fan got home, he locked the door and looked at the door of his room when he turned into the room. The door was kicked, and there were several obvious footprints on it, which showed Yu Kaiming¡¯s incompetent rage at that time. Yu Fan withdrew his eyes coldly and turned to go back to his room. The next day, Yu Fan walked into the school gate with a heavy white down jacket and felt like an idiot. He didn¡¯t feel much when he was ill yesterday, but now he think this coat is too thick. Is Chen Jingshen weak? Yu Fan stepped on the morning reading bell to enter the classroom. Zhuang Xingqin came very early today and was already sitting on the podium. When Wang Luan saw him, he winked at him desperately. Before Yu Fan could react, Zhuang Xingqin stood up with a calm face. ¡°Yu Fan, you come out with me.¡± She glanced at the people in the classroom. ¡°the morning reading begins, and the English class representative comes up to read it.¡± So Yu Fan¡¯s ass didn¡¯t touch the seat and turned his head out of the classroom. ¡°What did you do yesterday?¡± In the corridor, Zhuang Xingqin put his hands around his chest and asked. Yu Fan: ¡°Sleep.¡± ¡°what else?¡± In normal times, there¡¯s a lot he can say. But Yu Fan thought for a long time and was sure that he had done nothing but sleep all day yesterday. ¡°Don¡¯t say so.¡± Zhuang Xingqin glanced at the people in the classroom. ¡°did you beat Chen Jingshen into the hospital?¡± ¡°¡­¡± When Zhuang Xingqin saw the clothes in his hand, he was shocked: ¡°even if you hit people, you still rob other people¡¯s coats?¡± Somehow, Yu Fan suddenly remembered that he had punched last night and was easily held up by Chen Jingshen. ¡°I didn¡¯t hit him.¡± At least not. Yu Fan paused, ¡°where did you hear that?¡± ¡°There is a photo of you two in the school group, you were with him in the hospital¨C¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, stopping. Yu Fan: ¡°OK, have you joined the school group?¡± Not only did she blend in, but also set up keyword reminders in the group, and she could receive a prompt as soon as someone said Yu Fan¡¯s name. Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°of course not. It was a picture sent to me by other students.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°so what did you do in the hospital last night?¡± Yu Fan swallowed back the words of explanation. ¡°I lied to you. I hit him.¡± For a while, Yu Fan leaned against the wall and said carelessly, ¡°I¡¯m tired of looking at his top moral character. I¡¯m sure I won¡¯t beat him next time.¡± Zhuang Xingqin raised his eyebrows and looked at him quietly. She has been carrying Yu Fan for more than a year, and she can tell at a glance whether the boy is telling the truth or nonsense. Sure enough, the next moment, Yu Fan said, ¡°so you quickly transfer his seat to save me from doing it again.¡± Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s lifted heart all night and slowly relaxed. Even if there was no fight, Yu Fan is still carrying punishment on his back, and if he remembers a big mistake, the problem will be serious. This is also why she felt that Yu Fan would not touch her classmates for no reason, but he still had to ask for a clear answer. However, since Yu Fan is so repulsive, maybe he should consider changing this seat. If you can¡¯t even coexist peacefully between two students, don¡¯t expect anything else. ¡°all right,¡± Zhuang Xingqin raised his chin toward the classroom. ¡°go in and read early.¡± When Yu Fan returned to his seat, he found that half of the class was looking this way. He has long been used to this kind of attention, but he feels very uncomfortable today. So he stretched his eyelids and looked back. After all those heads were turned back, Yu Fan went to see the person next to him. Chen Jingshen is thinner today than he was yesterday, only wearing an overcoat, and is reading English words after him. He looked lazy, his lips were a little pale, and he looked ill when he was expressionless. Looks like he¡¯s really weak. With the benefit of hindsight, he took off his coat and sat in the hospital all night last night. Chen Jingshen is not loud, but his voice is a little deeper than the others and stands out in the long and procrastinating reading. As he read it, he suddenly covered his lips and coughed. Yu Fan regained his mind and shoved the down jacket to him rudely: ¡°I forgot yesterday. I¡¯ll give it back to you.¡± Chen Jingshen was late in doing exercises last night and didn¡¯t have much energy. With an ¡°um¡±, he took it and put it on his leg, held up his eyelids and continued to read the words. Yu Fan leaned back on the chair and looked at him. Two minutes later, he turned to look at him again. ¡­¡­. It was not until the English class representative stepped down with the textbook in his arms that he could not bear to shout, ¡°Hello.¡± Chen Jingshen seems to have just discovered: ¡°what?¡± ¡°you got me.¡± Yu Fan crossed his legs, pressed his knee against the soft down jacket on his leg, frowned, ¡°put it on.¡± Chen Jingshen kept stuffing his textbook into the drawer and turned to look at him. Yu Fan felt his eyelids jumped and asked coldly, ¡°what are you looking at?¡± ¡°Nothing.¡± Chen Jingshen put on his down jacket. Then he turned his head and his coughed worsen. Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± During recess, Wang Luan made an appointment to smoke. The next person asked, ¡°Brother Fan, when I saw the picture of Zuo Kuan sent yesterday, I really thought you beat Chen Jingshen.¡± ¡°I told you, Yu Fan couldn¡¯t have moved anyone in the class,¡± Wang Luan exhaled a cigarette. ¡°so what on earth were you doing in the hospital yesterday?¡± Yu Fan explained nonsense: ¡°I passed by, he came out of the hospital, just met.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°I thought you were going together because you were so close.¡± ¡°is it possible?¡± Yu Fan looked out of the window and said, ¡°I don¡¯t know him very well.¡± In the next class is Zhuang Xingqin, they smoked one and hurried back to the classroom. As soon as Zhuang Xingqin entered the classroom, he came straight to the point: ¡°I just flipped through your homework last night and caught several lazy people, some of which were not copied ten times at all. These people should be self-conscious and re-copy the short questions to me ten times over the weekend. ¡± ¡°and,¡± he took out a workbook, ¡°Yu Fan, you stand up and say for yourself.¡± Yu Fan stood up slowly and said, ¡°what would I say?¡± ¡°Is this homework written by someone else?¡± Zhuang Xingqin shook his exercise book. ¡°can your handwriting be so beautiful? Look at the words on the inside and the names on the outside for yourself. Can they be written by one person? ¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°I can accept that you copy less or don¡¯t hand it in,¡± Zhuang said, ¡°but you can¡¯t force other students to help you with your homework. It¡¯s very bad¨C¡± Before Yu Fan could react, the man next to him moved his chair and got up. ¡°teacher, he didn¡¯t force anyone.¡± Zhuang Xingqin is in a daze: ¡°what.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°I wrote it for him on my own initiative.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± The two stood outside the classroom holding the textbook together. One stands upright and the other is crooked. Their classroom is next to the corridor, where two windows are wide open. Yu Fan stood up a little angrily, blocking the windshield. ¡°Are you stupid?¡± He couldn¡¯t help asking, ¡°what are you doing standing up?¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at him: ¡°Sorry.¡± ¡°¡­¡± There¡¯s no need to apologize. Yu Fan moved his lips and was just about to say something. Chen Jingshen: ¡°I didn¡¯t expect your handwriting to be so ugly.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Let¡¯s practice in the future.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°at least the name should be written so that people can understand it.¡± ¡°if you say one more word,¡± Yu Fan said, squeezing the textbook and grinding his teeth, ¡°I¡¯ll put your rubbish love letter on the school bulletin board so that the whole school can appreciate your stupid words.¡± The next person looked over lightly: ¡°do you still have it?¡± ¡°¡­¡± The people in the class have been staring at the two people outside who are talking together for a long time. You don¡¯t know him well? Wang Luan was at a loss. Is that annoying to watch? Zhuang Xingqin clenched his fist. As soon as he was about to say that you two were so good at chatting, he just came up to the podium to talk, when he saw Yu Fan turning around holding the textbook, revealing his red ears. He went to the back door and stood there, a classroom away from Chen Jingshen. CH 13 When the bell rang after class, Yu Fan turned back to the classroom, and the only thought on his mind was. Tear up that love letter when you get home today. As he passed the second group, Wang Luan could not help pulling his clothes and asked, ¡°what were you and Chen Jingshen talking about in the hallway? You had such a happy chat.¡± ¡°which eye did you see me talking to him?¡± There are 40 people in the class except for you two, plus Zhuang Xingqin, 82 eyes can see it. He looked at Yu Fan¡¯s face and dared not to say. Yu Fan returned to his seat and the transcript that had just been handed in had been sent back to his desk. The team leader was in such a hurry when he collected his homework this morning that he casually wrote a name and handed it in without opening it. How good can a left-handed handwriting be? Normal people can¡¯t write with their left hand. He must have visited Zhuang Xingqin to see that his homework was too careful and found it in his brush strokes. Yu Fan opened the book with this idea. ¡°¡­¡± And then closed again. Chen Jingshen returned to his seat and saw him with his exercise book and glanced at his hand¨C. Bang. Yu Fan quickly pressed his hand on his name to block it, then rudely grabbed the exercise book and stuffed it into the drawer. This is what Zhang Xianjing turned to see. ¡°what are you doing? It was frightening, you made me jump. ¡± She patted her chest, then blinked at Chen Jingshen. ¡°classmate Chen, I heard that you got a full mark in this exam again. It¡¯s really amazing.¡± Chen Jingshen leaned back and pulled out the textbook for the next class from his desk: ¡°Thank you.¡± ¡°I was distracted in class just now. There was a question in the paper that I didn¡¯t understand. Could you tell me about it?¡± Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°which one?¡± Zhang Xianjing reached out and casually pointed to a question, revealing the lovely pink band-aid on her finger. Chen Jingshen: ¡°your hand ¡­¡­¡± ¡°Oh,¡± she shyly withdrew her finger. ¡°I made too many mistakes. I was too tired when I copied the answer yesterday. It¡¯s not a big problem, but it really hurts. If someone copied it for me, it would be more¨C¡± ¡°You are blocking the point.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan looked at Zhang Xianjing¡¯s face and thought that she might do it before herself. Chen Jingshen drew draft paper and told her briefly. Yu Fan didn¡¯t want to hear it, but he had no choice but to get so close that every word was very clear. Zhang Xianjing originally just wanted to find an excuse to talk, but Chen Jingshen explained and she really understood. Chen Jingshen: ¡°do you understand?¡± ¡°I see. Thank you. ¡± Zhang Xianjing grabbed the test paper and turned back. A few seconds later, she suddenly regained consciousness. Fuck, she doesn¡¯t really want to ask questions! Zhang Xianjing suddenly turned her head again. ¡°Mr. Chen,¡± Zhang Xianjing pushed her black-rimmed glasses and couldn¡¯t help asking, ¡°Don¡¯t you like to wear glasses?¡± Yu Fan played with his mobile phone and probably guessed the next play. He doesn¡¯t like the gossip and hesitates to go out for a walk. ¡°I didn¡¯t say that.¡± Chen Jingshen said. ¡°then what kind of tperson do you like? A person with ;ittle eyes? Thick lips? The thin and small one? ¡± ¡°No.¡± Zhang Xianjing said quietly that Wang Luan you are dead, and then laughed: ¡°there are a lot of pimples or pockmarks on the face?¡± There¡¯s no sound next to him. Yu Fan had a bad feeling that he put away his cell phone and was just about to get up and leave. Chen Jingshen looked at him. The dark eyes, cold and direct, turned gently at his face. Soon, Chen Jingshen withdrew his sight and said. ¡°not really.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± Before Zhang Xianjing¡¯s puzzled eyes turned around, Yu Fan first picked up his school uniform coat and put it on his head, lying on the table to sleep and pretending to be dead. -. In the first week of each semester, Zhuang Xingqin will focus on finding some students who did not perform well in the last semester. In the afternoon, when Wang Luan came back from the office, his eyes were red. He sat on his back at Yu Fan¡¯s front table: ¡°I think it¡¯s really hurtful to visit Xingqin.¡± Yu Fan is not good at coaxing people. When he saw Wang Luan ¡®s expression, he had a headache and gave Snake a pause: ¡°she¡¯s a little verbose, but it¡¯s all for your own good.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°she said that if I went on like this, I would have no choice but to pick up the garbage with you.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Feeling that Chen Jingshen was a little slow in doing the exercises, Yu Fan said in a cold voice, ¡°shut up before I throw my phone in your face.¡± ¡°I¡¯m just kidding.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an sighed. ¡°but I¡¯m a little at a loss. I just asked Zhuang Xingqin to mark the school where I could go to the end of last semester. There are all vocational and technical colleges in the row! There are no undergraduates! If I go to a technical college in the future, my father would beat me to death. ¡± ¡°Zhuang Xingqin also said that if I go to the technical college, the road of life will be narrowed, and I may have to help people collect debts in the end. With hair redder than a chicken and tattooed dogs shaking their heads, my parents will dislike me, my friends stay away from me, and beauties won¡¯t love me. ¡± Yu Fan fell asleep and finally heard the concluding remarks. Wang Luan: ¡°so I learned from the bitter experience and decided to study hard in the future.¡± ¡°well,¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°I wish you success.¡± ¡°sure, brother. If I become rich and famous in the future, I will certainly rescue you from the garbage dump. ¡°Wang Lu¡¯an clenched his fist and hammered twice on his chest.¡± I will go back to study now, for the sake of my future and yours. ¡± Yu Fan waved his hand and signaled him to get out of here. Wang Luan didn¡¯t take two steps before he turned around. ¡°are you going to surf the Internet later after school?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°Don¡¯t you want the future?¡± ¡°with a combination of work and rest, it¡¯s not too much to relax once in a while, let alone today¡¯s Friday.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°Let¡¯s go to the ¡®cool boy¡¯ at the back door and get closer.¡± Before leaving, Wang Luan knocked off the pen hanging from the edge of the table. He was stupefied, picked it up and put it away: ¡°I¡¯m sorry, high achiever, I hit it.¡± Chen Jingshen scratched his finger and held the pen back in his hand: ¡°it¡¯s all right.¡± -. Cool Boy is a black Internet bar across the street from the back door of their school. The location is hidden, the store is small, but the environment and computer configuration are good. ¡°I¡¯m coming. I have a flash! Big him-nice! ¡± The person who said he wanted to study hard in the afternoon was sitting in the Internet bar with a louder voice than when he took part in the military song competition. At the end of the game, Yu Fan could not bear to take off his headphones: ¡°would you like to roar again?¡± ¡°I¡¯m excited.¡± Wang Luan took out his cell phone and said, ¡°wait a minute, Zuo Kuan has been sending messages to me, asking me to wait for them to go online for one yuan and five rows.¡± Yu Fan put the headphones on the table, lay back on the sofa and casually clicked on a live room on the home page. Their computer is located on the left side of the front desk, and occasionally they can vaguely hear the movement at the front desk. ¡°Come to surf the Internet? ¡± The voice of the front desk. ¡°mm-hmm.¡± A cold answer. Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jumped for a moment. He watched the live broadcast on the screen and thought that there was a second person in the world who wanted to be taught a lesson. ¡°We have to charge extra if you don¡¯t have an ID card.¡± The front desk reconfirmed, ¡°scan the code to pay, then go to the left area to pick up the computer, oh yes-the emergency exit is on the far left.¡± The man did not answer again, but listened to the news and was coming towards them. The left area itself is small. Yu Fan listened to the man walk up to him without looking up. Knock. The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Yu Fan was chewing gum and looked at the ground lazily with his head tilted. Then he saw a black schoolbag that looked familiar. ¡°¡­¡± He paused as he chewed gum. ¡°high achiever?¡± Wang Luan, next to him, raised his head and said in shock, ¡°Why are you here? ¡± Chen Jingshen stood in front of the machine, and his eyes stayed on the complicated computer screen for a while. There is a live broadcast interface on which the boys dye their blue hair as if they are playing some game, which does not look like a serious live broadcast. He withdrew his eyes and said, ¡°come to the Internet.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± First in the grade, come to the black Internet bar at the back door of the school and surf the Internet? Everyone around is looking at them. It is not new to see people who wear school uniforms to surf the Internet. Yu Fan and Wang Luan wore school uniforms. But Chen Jingshen, who fastens the buttons of his school uniform to the top and has a decent posture, is really the only one in the whole Internet bar. Yu Fan returned to his mind and raised his foot and kicked his seat before Chen Jingshen sat down. Chen Jingshen moved for a moment and lowered his eyes. ¡°you¨C¡± Yu Fan wanted to say, ¡°go sit somewhere else,¡± but a group of people just walked in outside. With red, yellow, blue and green hair, they should all be from the school next door. They raised their jaws at the front desk and walked directly in and sat down in the row next to Chen Jingshen. Looking carefully, one of the people who blackmailed Chen Jingshen that day was also inside. ¡°- change places with me.¡± Yu Fan finished his words coolly. Chen Jingshen curled up his index finger and gave way obediently. Wang Luan looked blankly at the change of seats between the two nearby. The cell phone buzzed.. He looked down and said, ¡°Yu Fan, Zuo Kuan said that one of them could not come. Let¡¯s play the fourth platoon.¡± ¡°Whatever.¡± When he moved to a new position, Yu Fan no longer looked at the people around him, ¡°pull me.¡± Yu Fan reopened the game interface, just ready to accept Wang Luan¡¯s invitation to form a team, a familiar face suddenly flashed in the computer screen next to him. Yu Fan and Wang Luan had a reflexive heartbeat, and they frowned together and twisted their heads to look in the middle. On Chen Jingshen¡¯s computer screen, there happened to be a big introduction¨C. The concept of sine theorem and cosine theorem in ¡°famous teacher¡¯s net course¡± (basic). This lecturer: Hu Pang. Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Wang Lu¡¯an frowned, and he couldn¡¯t help turning his head: ¡°high achiever.¡±¡­ ¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°? ¡°you came to the Internet bar just to. See Hu Pang? ¡± ¡°No, I want to play games.¡± Chen Jingshen paused for a second, ¡°but I was temporarily stood up and couldn¡¯t play.¡± Dogs don¡¯t believe it. Wang Luan: ¡°so abominable?¡± What are you going to do now? ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°Watch some online lessons.¡± Wu Jing said goodbye to his peace of mind. It was us who are tortured when you watched the online class. He was still watching Hu Pang¡¯s class, which was even more unlucky. An idea flew by, Wang Luan patted his thigh: ¡°high achiever, why don¡¯t you come and play with us? we happen to be one short of four. Will you play League of Legends? ¡± ¡°I haven¡¯t played much,¡± Chen Jingshen said. ¡± ¡°it doesn¡¯t matter. We all know each other. We¡¯ll take you¨C¡± ¡°take a fart, no.¡± Yu Fan twisted his eyebrow and interrupted, ¡°just four people, open.¡± Wang Luan was stunned and was just about to say that he had just finished your homework. Is it a bit too much for you to turn your face and not recognize others, brother? ¡°good.¡± Chen Jingshen said in a flat tone, ¡°if you can¡¯t bring me, it doesn¡¯t matter if I don¡¯t come.¡± In a minute. Yu Fan grabbed the mouse next to him, turned off Hu Pang¡¯s online class, and opened League of Legends. ¡°See that registered account?¡± Yu Fan said coldly, ¡°Don¡¯t talk nonsense, choose a name.¡± Shizun: Yu Fan is too soft-hearted////// CH 14 The newly built account cannot be matched immediately, and there are not many heroes he can play. Wang Luan operated for a while and soon got a number for Chen Jingshen. ¡°Isn¡¯t this Zhang Xianjing¡¯s account?¡± Zuo Kuan asked, ¡°who is it?¡± ¡°His grade ranks number one, the high school tyrant of our class.¡± Wang Luan moved the mouse, ¡°I opened it.¡± Zuo Kuan, just want to ask Chen Jingshen this kind of nerd also play online games, was interrupted by a ¡°thump¡±, they entered the game interface. When Chen Jingshen played for the first time, he got a wet nurse under the guidance of Wang Luan. ¡°high achiever, do you see the three roads on the map? You go to the bottom of the road, ¡°Wang Luan said,¡± this Yu Fan plays AD, you can follow him, he is very strong AD. Yu Fan originally wanted to drive him to another road, but he caught a glimpse of Chen Jingshen looking at his skills carefully and shut up again. Forget it, just take it as an obnoxious pendant, anyway, he often plays a dozen or two when he gets off the road. In five minutes. Yu Fan saw that the number of reinforcements was more than he was, and he couldn¡¯t bear it: ¡°what are you doing with a soldier who helps me?¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°your soldiers?¡± ¡°all the soldiers on the way down are AD¡¯s.¡± ¡°I see.¡± Chen Jingshen turned back to the grass and said, ¡°here you go.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Why don¡¯t you try this almsgiving tone again? Yu Fan saw Chen Jingshen¡¯s wet nurse coming towards him full of blood. Yu Fan immediately turned back and prepared for a big fight. And then was pinned down in the grass to die. Yu Fan looked at the wet nurse who was already half a picture away from him: ¡°there is a group here. Why don¡¯t you go shopping on the road?¡± Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°can¡¯t you beat it?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Until dinnertime, Yu Fan looked at his one-page red record and fell silent. ¡°take a break. I can¡¯t do it.¡± Wang Luan put down the mouse. ¡°I¡¯m going to buy something to eat. Yu Fan, what do you want to eat? Where is high achiever? ¡± When Yu Fan was full, he kept a straight face: ¡°Don¡¯t eat.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°No, thank you.¡± Wang Luan got up and went to the front desk to buy food. Yu Fan turned off the game and re-enlarged the live room page and found that the Blue Mao anchorman he had just watched had been broadcast in advance, and the platform automatically transferred him to another popular live room of League of Legends. She is an anchorwoman who used to be a professional player in other moba games. After retiring, she made a lot of money broadcasting League of Legends on the live broadcast platform. She attracted a lot of fans because of her good technology, interesting personality, beautiful face and sexual sensational figure. Yu Fan was tired of losing and was not in the mood to move any more. He simply enlarged the screen, leaned back on the sofa and watched the operation of the hostess intently. The line of sight is burning. Yu Fan, who couldn¡¯t stand being stared at, turned his head and frowned: ¡°Why, I have online lessons on my face?¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s line of sight swept past the female anchor¡¯s video window: ¡°do you usually watch these?¡± ¡°otherwise, look at Hu Pang?¡± Chen Jingshen was silent for two seconds: ¡°do you like rabbit ears?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± ¡°or,¡± Chen Jingshen thought about the wording, ¡°nanny skirt?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Only then did Yu Fan notice the dress of the hostess. He wanted to say stupid it was called a maid / servant costume. He paused and changed it to: ¡°have you ever thought that I might like her because she is a woman?¡± With that, he deliberately raised his finger and paid attention to the anchorwoman in front of Chen Jingshen. Chen Jingshen looked at his screen in silence for a while, then turned his head and looked back at his computer. Yu Fan glanced over and saw Chen Jingshen open Hu Pang¡¯s online class again, but the corners of his mouth were stretched down, looking unhappy, and his face looked like Hu Pang owed him 8 million. Who are you showing your face to? Yu Fan, who was watching, took back his eyes, licked his lips, picked up the bottle of mineral water at hand, took two sips, turned his head and wanted to say something,when he just opened his mouth. ¡°I¡¯m not thirsty.¡± Chen Jingshen said suddenly. ¡°¡­¡± Who cares if you¡¯re thirsty? Yu Fan turned around and went on to watch the hostess. What happened to the anchorwoman? It¡¯s not against the law. Wang Luan elbowed on the counter, stretching his head and commanding: ¡°Brother, give me more ketchup.¡± ¡°Yes.¡± The receptionist skillfully smeared sauce on the hot dog, ¡°do you buy so much by yourself?¡± Wang Luan raised his chin: ¡°I still have two brothers.¡± Although the two men said that they would not eat, Wang Luan decided to buy some more, in case they were hungry later. Wang Luan shook his head and tut-tut, saying that it was hard to find a good brother like me with a lantern. The receptionist followed his eyes and said, ¡°is that your friend in the middle?¡± When he first came in, I thought he was at the wrong store. ¡± ¡°Hey, don¡¯t say, that¡¯s what I thought when I first saw him.¡± Wang Luan waited for a little leisure, and his eyes drifted around to the monitor next to the front desk computer. At the gate on the first floor stood a chubby figure with his back to the monitor. Wang Luan stared at the top of the man¡¯s head for a while, smiled and said casually, ¡°fuck, look at this man¡¯s bald head.¡± The front desk glanced at it: ¡°He looks a little familiar.¡± On the monitor, the man raised his hand and touched an empty head. Wang Luan followed suit and touched a handful of his hair: ¡°He looks familiar.¡± The man turned and revealed the face that frightened all the students of Nancheng Seventh High School. Wang Luan¡¯s smile froze on his face: ¡°Fuck me.¡± Wang Luan ran back with four hot dogs in his hand. When he went back, Yu Fan just stood up from his position, probably because he knelt in the afternoon and his face was very smelly. ¡°Yu Fan! Yu Fan! ¡± Wang Luan shouted, ¡°Fat Tiger!¡± Fat Tiger! Fat Tiger! ¡± Yu Fan was going to go to the toilet to calm down for a while. Hearing this, he thought Wang Luan was talking about Chen Jingshen¡¯s reopened online class. He twisted his eyebrow and said, ¡°just look at it. What are you shouting?¡± ¡°No! No! ¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°the fat tiger is coming to catch people!¡± He¡¯s fucking downstairs! I¡¯m about to rush to the building! ¡± ¡°?¡± At this time, a music bell rang unexpectedly, and most of the boys in this area suddenly raised their heads! It¡¯s a signal that a teacher is coming! Wang Luan: ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±¡­ ¡± Before he had finished his words, Yu Fan turned quickly and grabbed the collar of the person who was watching the online class. ¡°the lecturer himself is here, but what the fuck are you looking at?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°take your schoolbag!¡± Two seconds later, a roar full of anger came from the corridor-¡°South City Seven High School students! Don¡¯t run! ¡± Chen Jingshen picked up his schoolbag from the ground and was suddenly caught in the wrist before he could carry it on his back. The boy¡¯s palms were cold, so he pulled him hard. ¡°what are you doing?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°run!¡± Chen Jingshen has never been chased in the street. Night market lights have been on, barbecue snacks open to set up stalls, white fog rising hot, stimulating the taste buds of passers-by, more than a dozen boys running around in the street, the scene is funny. Yu Fan ran so fast that the wind swept around him curled his hair behind his ears, revealing his clean and beautiful face. Chen Jingshen drew back his eyes, clutched the shoulder strap of his schoolbag in one hand, and let the other side pull him on the rampage in this narrow street. Wang Luan watched helplessly as his two good classmates ran from the bottom of the crowd to the front of the crowd, running faster and farther, and finally disappeared from his sight. Fuck? Fuck! Isn¡¯t Yu Fan a bad teenager who sleeps in class with him and skips PE class hand in hand? Isn¡¯t Chen Jingshen a weak, short of breath and weak nerd high achiever? Why are they running so fast?! Wang Luan couldn¡¯t run any more. he stopped and gasped for breath, holding a bunch of hot dogs in his hand like a fool, so that his fingers turned white. I¡¯m your licking dog. Wang Luan thought sadly. Hu Pang came up from behind. Wang Luan leaned against the wall and looked at the short and fat figure who had run such a long way and was full of energy. He suddenly felt that he was the only useless person in the world. He was ready to be taken away by Hu Pang, but unexpectedly, the other side ran directly in front of him. ¡°stop! Stop in front! Yu Fan! Don¡¯t think I didn¡¯t see it was you! If you stop now, we can still talk, or we¡¯ll see what I¡¯ll do with you on Monday! Metaphorical complexity-¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Chen Jingshen does not know how long he has been led to run. The surrounding area has turned from a small eating street into a forest of high-rise buildings, and most of the pedestrians are tired office workers who have just finished working overtime. Afraid of being found parked on the road, they ran into a 24-hour convenience store. Yu Fan took time to calm down his breath and then remembered to look back. A second before he turned his head, Chen Jingshen bent down and began to gasp. Yu Fan looked at his unnatural shoulders and frowned: ¡°¡­¡±¡­ Do you have asthma? ¡± ¡°No, a little tired.¡± Chen Jingshen looked at the seat by the window of the convenience store and asked, ¡°can you take a break?¡± Yu Fan went to the counter to buy two bottles of water, one of which was put in front of Chen Jingshen. Chen Jingshen¡¯s breathing is still a little heavy. He looks pale and doesn¡¯t seem to have recovered. Yu Fan reached out to help him unscrew the top of the bottle: ¡°drink.¡± ¡°thank you.¡± Chen Jingshen took over. He looked up to drink water, and the boy¡¯s protruding Adam¡¯s apple rolled gently as he swallowed. The mobile phone picked up and shook. Yu Fan picked up the mobile phone and took a look. It was Wang Luan ¡®s phone. ¡°what do you think? Did you go to the United States? ¡± Wang Luan asked. ¡°I¡¯m in a bad place. I¡¯m not going.¡± Yu Fan took a sip. ¡°you didn¡¯t get caught, did you?¡± ¡°No, so you remember me.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°I thought you forgot me when you ran so fast and didn¡¯t look back at me.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t be weird.¡± ¡°it¡¯s not that, you just ran too fucking fast,¡± Wang Luan said inexplicably. ¡°I see you were so afraid of being caught by a fat tiger when you came out to surf the Internet.¡± He¡¯s not afraid. Isn¡¯t there a good student here? ¡°it is you who are too.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s voice came to an abrupt end. ¡°too what?¡± Wang Luan asked. Suddenly there was no sound on the phone, and Wang Luan was stupefied: ¡°you talk.¡± ¡°you won¡¯t be caught by a fat tiger, will you? Hello? Yu Fan? Speak¨C ¡± ¡°Nothing.¡± Metaphorically perfunctory response to a sentence, a little unnatural. In just a few seconds, his empty left hand was suddenly grabbed and pulled over. The man who had gasped like an ox two minutes ago was now back to business as usual, staring down at his fingers. Yu Fan looked down Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes and found that he had scraped the cut on the ring finger of his left hand. The row is a little long, and the blood flows through the side of the finger, like wearing a dark red ring. He didn¡¯t feel any pain all the way. ¡°What did you just say?¡± Wang Luan still said on the phone, ¡°you have the ability to finish your speech.¡± Yu Fan drew his hand back but didn¡¯t pull it out. Chen Jingshen pinched his finger and looked at his wound silently. Chen Jingshen pointed to hands were warm, and the two men deadlocked for a while, and Yu vaguely felt that the piece of skin he was staring at was a little itchy. He was about to let go of the other party when Chen Jingshen suddenly moved. Chen Jingshen grabbed him with one hand, reached into his schoolbag with the other, and rummaged for a while at the bottom. And found a band-aid. Chen Jing had deep hands and big hands, and his knuckles easily gathered his hands inside. Yu Fan watched blankly as he tore open the band-aid, covered it on the wound, and pushed it open and tight. After confirming that the paste was finished, Chen Jingshen loosened him, pinched the package of the band-aid into a ball, got up and walked towards the trash can at the door. Yu Fan¡¯s hands hung in mid-air, and the place where he had just been pointed at his belly suddenly lightened, and some of it was cold. In the mobile phone, Wang Luan is still babbling: ¡°where are you now? I¡¯ll come to you. I didn¡¯t eat the hot dog. I¡¯m still a little hungry. Is Chen Jingshen still next to you? Hey, why don¡¯t you talk¨C ¡± The moment before Chen Jingshen turned around, Yu Fan quickly pulled back his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and looked out of the window as if nothing had happened. Shizun: I wonder how CJ actually fell for YF like something more detailed, still this is already good. CH 15 Chen Jingshen turned around and went to the counter to buy something. When he came back, the schoolbag on the table buzzed. Yu Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn¡¯t expect students like Chen Jingshen to bring their mobile phones to school. He took out Chen Jingshen¡¯s mobile phone, and the caller ID on the screen was ¡°Mom¡±. Yu Fan felt his shoulders tightened slightly for a moment, lowered his eyelids with no expression, looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and didn¡¯t answer it. Yu Fan attributed this to the guilty conscience of good students who received a phone call from their parents just after they rebelled. However, Chen Jingshen¡¯s guilty reaction seems different from others. Actually, Hu Pang should not have found that the person he was dragging was Chen Jingshen, but Yu Fan still wanted to scare him. ¡°Take it, it¡¯s a big deal to get beaten.¡± He stood up in a lazy tone. ¡°I¡¯m leaving.¡± No sooner had he turned around than his school uniform jacket was pulled. Yu Fan looked back and frowned: ¡°What¡¯s the matter again ¡­¡± A plastic bag was handed to him, which Chen Jingshen had just brought back from the counter. ¡°Go back and eat.¡± Chen Jingshen said. Yu Fan consciously took it, and as soon as he heard the speech, he was about to say no, but Chen Jingshen already answered the phone and gave a faint ¡°um¡±. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± ¨C When Yu Fan went back, there was nobody at home. This is the norm. Yu Kaiming goes out with his unreliable friends to find jobs for half a month, and the rest of the month is either drinking in the bar or playing cards and gambling/football, even if he goes home, it is in the middle of the night. With any luck, they won¡¯t meet once a month. The living room table is a mess, the desktop and floor are full of empty wine bottles and leftover take-out boxes, and the whole room smells pungent and unpleasant. Yu Fan is normal. Pulled a garbage bag, stuffed all the empty bottles into it, went out and threw them into the garbage truck at the gate of the community. When he came back, the cell phone on the table rang. [S: Are you home yet] Yu Fan stared at the avatar for a few seconds before he realized who it was. Chen Jingshen changed his avatar. Yu Fan move your finger, click on the big picture and look at it. It¡¯s a photo of an adult Doberman. Dogs have strong muscles, smooth and shiny coat, wearing collars and metal muzzle. It is estimated that taking them to the next school and howling twice will scare away many people. Such a weak person keeps such a dog? Not afraid of being dragged when walking the dog? Yu Fan turned on the keyboard and just wanted to reply, but after typing two words, he stopped. Why does he have to say something when he gets home? Are they familiar with each other? Yu Fan threw the phone on the bed and turned into the bathroom. He took off his clothes, habitually trying to pull the band-aid from his hand, but his hand stopped when he touched it. Why is Chen Jingshen so delicate that he carries band-aids with him? It still seems waterproof. For a moment, the hand wrapped in the band-aid touched lightly, and the hot water poured down from the top of the head. After coming out, Yu Fan rubbed his hair with a towel with one hand, opened the plastic bag with the other hand, and took a casual look inside. There are two sandwiches and a bottle of milk lying inside. He opened a sandwich, bit it in his mouth, picked up his mobile phone and swipe it twice, then poked the dog open. [-: I¡¯m here, what are you doing?] [S: page 3 and 4 of the sprint college entrance examination, page 13 of physics help, reciting Chen Qingbiao and reading ancient poems on page 27 of Chinese workbook ¡­] ¡¾-£º£¿ ¡¿ [S: Weekend homework. ¡¿ ¡°¡­¡­¡± Let me get back to you. I¡¯m an idiot. ¨C On Monday, after raising the flag, they went back to the classroom. The first subject was physics, but the physics teacher had something to do temporarily and changed it with the afternoon self-study class. Zhuang Xingqin sat in front to supervise their self-study, and Hu Pang walked to the door of their class with his hands behind his back. The two teachers met their eyes and nodded to each other. Hu Pang leaned out and looked around in their class. The class changed groups once a week, and Yu Fan sat by the wall this time. Yu Fan half-body lazily against the wall, with his eyes, and nodded to him. ¡°What are you nodding at? Saying hello? ¡± Hu Pang said, ¡°Come out!¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan poked Chen Jingshen: ¡°Get out of the way, I¡¯m going out.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at him and got up to give up his position. Yu Fan passed him by, and before leaving, he whispered down a sentence: ¡°if Fatty Tiger asks you to go out and ask you about something, just don¡¯t admit it.¡± In the hallway, Hu Pang touched his hair: ¡°Last Friday, in the black Internet bar at the back door of the school, was it you who ran in front?¡± Zhuang Xingqin followed uncomfortably, and he could not help twisting his eyebrows and staring at the person next to him. Yu Fan: ¡°I¡­¡± ¡°you can¡¯t argue!¡± Hu Pang said excitedly, ¡°although I don¡¯t see the others clearly, I recognize you! I¡¯ve chased your back too many times! Not to mention now, ten years later, twenty years later, even if I am too old to run and have Alzheimer¡¯s disease! I can recognize you at a glance when you flash in front of me! ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°no.¡± ¡°do you think running is useful? You can run, but the monk can¡¯t run the temple, no matter how far you run, you have to come back to school on Monday! I just went to confirm with several students in the Internet bar at that time¨C ¡± ¡°I won¡¯t argue, it¡¯s me.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°Director, take a breath and don¡¯t be so angry.¡± Hu Pang: ¡°¡­¡± Hu Pang unscrewed his thermos cup, drank a sip of water, and then said, ¡°do you know that if you take another punishment now, you will be put on probation?¡± Yu Fan leaned against the wall: ¡°really.¡± ¡°what¡¯s your attitude? Be serious and stand up straight! ¡± Zhuang Xingqin scolded. With that, he turned to Hu Pang and said, ¡°Director, he did something wrong, but I don¡¯t think it¡¯s time for punishment, right? Staying in school for probation is to be recorded in the student file to follow him for the rest of his life. I think we still have to give the students a chance to change. ¡± ¡°have I given him few opportunities?¡± Hu Pang said, ¡°Yu Fan, say for yourself, did I give you a chance that night to stop running? What about you? You almost broke the world record for long-distance running for me! ¡± Hu Pang said more and the volume of his voice could not be suppressed, the voice intermittently came into the classroom, so that the class could not help looking out. Yu Fan told the truth: ¡°too far away, did not hear.¡± ¡°¡­¡± In fact, Hu Pang did not really want to punish him. After giving a little warning that the other party didn¡¯t care, Hu Pang coughed softly: ¡°I¡¯ll tell you what. You tell me who you pulled that night, and then go back and write a three-thousand-word review, and I¡¯ll forget it this time. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°No one, you saw it wrong.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t play dumb. I saw it clearly that night.¡± Hu Pang opened his mouth. ¡°if I remember correctly, it was Wang Luan.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± Yu Fan frowned: ¡°I said no.¡± Hu Pang nodded: ¡°OK, there are still ten minutes to go before the class is over. Think about it again. If you really want to stay in school for observation, you will continue to be stubborn. ¡± ¡°it¡¯s me.¡± There was a sound from behind. ¡°I said I saw it right,¡± Hu Pang turned satisfactorily. ¡°Wang Luan, you also give me ¡­¡­¡± Hu Pang: ¡°¡­¡± Hu Pang: ¡°?¡± Two minutes later, Hu Pang looked at the boy standing next to him, his skull more painful than running the marathon that night. Hu Pang: ¡°Chen Jingshen, you ¡­ What¡¯s going on? ¡± Chen Jingshen looked at the man leaning against the wall. Yu Fan opened his eyes and ignored him. What he said is just said in vain. Hu Pang caught their eye contact: ¡°is someone threatening you to come out and take the pot?¡± ¡°No.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°Director, I was the one holding hands with him that night.¡± Yu Fan turned back: ¡°who¡¯s fucking holding hands with you?¡± Chen Jingshen changed his tune: ¡°you hold me.¡± ¡°Grasp,¡± Yu Fan grinds his teeth. ¡°That¡¯s called grasping.¡± Hu Pang: ¡°.¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°?¡± ¡°all right,¡± Hu Pang interrupted them with a complicated expression. ¡°Cheng Jingshen, what are you doing in a black Internet bar?¡± Chen Jingshen said: ¡°watching online classes.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Hu Pang has not yet recovered, Chen Jingshen said: ¡°in fact, Yu Fan is also going to watch online classes.¡± Hu Pang: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Yu Fan turned to look at Chen Jingshen, the other side as usual expressionless, there are no flaws. Lying is the advantage of your paralyzed face, right? Hu Pang did not believe: ¡°Yu Fan, what online lessons are you watching?¡± ¡°The concept of sine theorem and cosine theorem.¡± Yu Fan said with a straight face, ¡°the lecturer is you in a handsome suit.¡± Hu Pang is gone. Before leaving, he rubbed his small flat nose proudly and shyly: ¡°I recorded the class many years ago, but I didn¡¯t expect that anyone was watching it. This basic course is very suitable for you. It is good to use the extracurricular time to make up for your lack of study, but you should also choose the right way. If you still want to watch online classes in the future, you can borrow the computer in my office. Don¡¯t go to black Internet cafes again. It won¡¯t happen again. Do you understand? ¡± Yu Fan looked at his back and inexplicably felt guilty about deceiving him. He turned his head and was about to go back to the classroom when he was stopped by Zhuang Xingqin. ¡°wait a minute,¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, glancing across their faces. ¡°after school this afternoon, you two will wait for me on the playground.¡± Chen Jingshen stopped and said, ¡°Why?¡± ¡°in practice, at the school sports meeting at the end of this month, we are missing two people in the 4¡Á400 rice relay,¡± Zhuang said. ¡°can¡¯t you two run? Make it up for me. ¡± ¡°¡­¡± -. ¡°you two get caught and run, 4¡Á400. I didn¡¯t get caught running three fucking kilometers. What the fuck is that?¡± On the playground, Wang Luan vented to the sky and remembered that there were more people next to him, ¡°High achiever, did I scare you by swearing? ¡± Chen Jingshen said: ¡°No.¡± ¡°Here comes the Zhuang Xingqin,¡± Yu Fan said lightly. ¡°speak louder and try to let him hear you.¡± ¡°forget it.¡± More than half of the students in the class have to take part in the sports meeting, everyone gets together loosely, and the students of other classes are also gathered nearby, the scene is very spectacular. Last year¡¯s sports meeting in their class was the lowest in the grade. Zhuang Xingqin was disgraced. This time he was determined to make a comeback and never be at the bottom. So his first measure was to catch all the boys who escaped from the sports meeting last time and assign them projects. Zhuang Xingqin picked a starting point for the relay and asked the relay students to come and practice the baton. Yu Fan glanced at the person next to him. Chen Jingshen was half kneeling to tie his shoes. He took off his coat and his school uniform t-shirt pressed against his back, sketching the outline of his shoulder blades. The man gasps after two paces. Can he run the relay? Chen Jingshen looked up and stood up at that moment, Yu Fan quickly put aside his eyes. Forget it. It¡¯s none of my business. He asked for it. The number of PE students in their class is the fewest in the whole grade, only one boy. Zhuang Xingqin gave him the responsibility of the first stick, the monitor second, Chen Jingshen third, and Yu Fan the last stick. After Chen Jingshen took the baton, Wang Luan turned his head with him: ¡°Hey, Chen Jingshen¡¯s speed is all right, not slow ¡­¡­ But also, he was able to keep up with the speed of Yu Fan that night. ¡± Just after seeing other boys¡¯ foreheads and nostrils enlarged with the wind, Zhang Xianjing sighed: ¡°the most important thing is that he doesn¡¯t run ugly.¡± ¡°Yu Fan is not ugly when he runs.¡± ¡°Well, so did you find out?¡± Zhang Xianjing turned her eyes and said, ¡°how many girls have passed around our class?¡± Yu Fan was silent. He went to the track and jogged forward and held out his hand behind him. When he received the baton from Chen Jingshen, he jumped and ran out like the wind. ¡°Yes, high achiever.¡± Wang Luan put on Chen Jingshen¡¯s shoulder and ¡°ran very fast.¡± Chen Jingshen frowned and did not pat him: ¡°Thank you.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°do you want water?¡± Chen Jingshen looked at the other side of the playground and said, ¡°No.¡± Wang Luan looked past with high achiever and saw his good brother¡¯s hair flying and his face so handsome that he exploded. ¡°Wang Luan, see that girl over there? Stand next to the finish line. ¡± Zhang Xianjing touched Wang Luan¡¯s arm. Chen Jingshen heard the speech and subconsciously glanced at it. Wang Luan: ¡°I see.¡± Class four, I¡¯ve heard of her. She¡¯s pretty. ¡± Zhang Xianjing glared at him: ¡°I am beautiful or she is beautiful?¡± ¡°you,¡± said Wang Luan, ¡°so what¡¯s the matter?¡± ¡°Look,¡± Zhang Xianjing said firmly. ¡°the bottle of water in her hand must be for Yu Fan.¡± Yu Fan stopped at the finish line, and sure enough, the girl walked towards him with water in her hand. But Yu Fan didn¡¯t see it. He raised the back of his hand and wiped his nose and walked straight towards them. ¡°Fuck, Yu Fan, you are like this.¡± When he saw him coming, Wang Luan was stupefied and gave a thumbs up. ¡°but wait a minute, behind you.¡± Yu Fan frowned: ¡°if you can¡¯t run, don¡¯t run.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± ¡°to tell you the truth, 3000 meters is a bit difficult, but Zhuang Xingqin said that if I don¡¯t run, I will be responsible for bringing tea and water for the athletes-where are you going?¡± Wang Luan looked blankly as Yu Fan walked past him and went behind him. Wang Luan looked back and froze. The man who had not breathed heavily after running was now sitting on the grass, tired as if he had just knocked down ten cows. ¡°I can run, but my legs are weak.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°can you give me a hand?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Huh? Isn¡¯t the reflex arc of your body a little too long? Eyyy CJ What are you doing? I¡¯m having second hand embarrassment. CH 16 Yu Fan pulled him with a look of disgust. He doesn¡¯t know if it was because of physical weakness, but Chen Jingshen¡¯s hands were cold when he had just finished running 400 meters. Zhuang Xingqin was surprised to see this from a distance. When on earth did the relationship between the two become so good? He came over and glanced at the timing on his cell phone. He was satisfied, and then he became even angrier. ¡°last time, if you could just be self-conscious and obediently participate in the sports meeting, would our class would be reduced to the last place?¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°especially you! Yu Fan! ¡± Yu Fan pulled the person off the ground and immediately released his hand: ¡°can¡¯t you let the rest of the class work harder?¡± ¡°can¡¯t you have a little sense of class honor?¡± Zhuang Xingqin patted him on the head with the teaching plan, and looking back to see the boy who was panting, his attitude softened a lot. ¡°Chen Jingshen, is everything all right? Can you run? ¡± Chen Jingshen nodded and lowered his eyes, as if he hadn¡¯t recovered yet: ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°well, if you really can¡¯t, you should practice more. At ordinary times, you should not only focus on study, but also keep up with your physical fitness.¡± ¡°good.¡± Zhuang Xingqin and nodded, then asked the people around him, ¡°Wang Luan, why don¡¯t you take advantage of this moment to practice 3000 meters?¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t lie to you.¡± Wang Luan said seriously, ¡°3000 meters is an once-in-a-lifetime thing for me. I ran today, and I have to come in a wheelchair on the day of the sports meeting.¡± ¡°¡­¡± The girl who was a few steps away from them held the mineral water in her hands and saw Zhuang Xingqin standing there. She hesitated for a moment, then turned away regretfully. Chen Jingshen glanced past, pursed his lips, and quietly began to breathe smoothly. Zhuang Xingqin gathered the students together and talked nonsense about their running skills, so that they could practice more on their own before announcing their dismissal. Wang Luan got up from the ground: ¡°I can finally walk. I¡¯m exhausted.¡± Zhang Xianjing glanced at him: ¡°did you move on the ground? You¡¯re not tired. ¡± ¡°I¡¯m tired for my brother,¡± said Wang Luan. ¡°Yu Fan, let¡¯s go to the milk tea shop for a while.¡± Yu Fan took the coat from his hand and said, ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Wang Luan patted the grass on his butt. He caught a glimpse of the people around him and blurted out, ¡°high achiever, would you like to come?¡± Before the Internet bar escape friendship, coupled with the two words just chatted, the self-familiar Wang Luan thought he had a good relationship with high achiever. But he just asked casually. He knows that it is impossible for Chen Jingshen to go to the gathering place of gangsters with students like them. ¡°good.¡± Chen Jingshen said. Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± Yu Fan frowned and was about to say don¡¯t follow, but he turned to Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes and shut up again. Forget it, the legs grow on other people, and it doesn¡¯t matter where he goes. There are several tables for guests in the milk tea shop, and half the people are already sitting at the moment. They went to the table and the others watched. Hearing the noise, Zuo Kuan bit his cigarette and asked vaguely, ¡°how come? I¡¯ve been waiting for you for a long time. ¡± At this time, there was no business in the milk tea shop, they sat deep, and several boys smoked and played cards without scruples, and the store was filled with smoke. Wang Luan said, ¡°I was caught to run laps by Zhuang Xingqin.¡± ¡°you¡¯re not going to take part in the sports meeting, are you?¡± Someone asked. Wang Luan said ¡°madam, old rule, two bottles of taro milk tea, one with additional pearls for me-what are you drinking, high achiever? I¡¯ll treat you. ¡± ¡°high achiever? Who are you calling? ¡± Zuo Kuan turned his head curiously, ¡°fuck me.¡± Although he had ganged up with this high achiever just two days ago, he appeared with them, and the scene was still magical. And¨C he doesn¡¯t know if he listened too much to Chen Jingshen¡¯s speech at the flag-raising ceremony, Zuo Kuan wanted to wring out the cigarette as soon as he saw him. ¡°No, I¡¯ll pay by myself.¡± Chen Jingshen took out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay, ¡°just like them, thank you.¡± Wang Luan joked: ¡°high achiever, do you have Wechat today?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen replied earnestly, ¡°one has been built.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan threw his clothes on the sofa and sat down lazily. It is a sofa for two, but they are all used to leaving Yu Fan to sit alone. After ordering the milk tea, Wang Luan pulled up a chair and said, ¡°high achiever, come and sit down.¡± Chen Jingshen put his schoolbag next to him, picked up Yu Fan¡¯s school uniform coat, arranged it twice, and put it on the schoolbag. And then naturally sat next to Yu Fan. Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Everyone around them paused for a moment and looked at them in surprise. Until someone burned his hand by the smoke and exclaimed, ¡°Oh, fuck¡­ ¡± Yu Fan returned to his mind and hit the man next to him with his knee: ¡°go and sit down.¡± ¡°it doesn¡¯t matter,¡± Chen Jingshen said. ¡°I¡¯ll just sit here.¡± ¡°?¡± Yu Fan twisted his eyebrow and heart, and Zuo Kuan knew that this was the signal before he lost his temper, and he exhaled the smoke in his mouth to watch the hustle and bustle. He only heard Yu Fan ¡°tsk¡±, and then turned to look at him: ¡°would you like to take another puff of smoke at me?¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°?¡± ¡°not on purpose,¡± Zuo Kuan thought to himself, ¡°do you usually smell less?¡± he handed him a cigarette in his hand. ¡°do you want one?¡± ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°turn your head back.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan brought over the milk tea. Yu Fan took out his cup and took a sip, took out his mobile phone and started his gluttonous snake career doing nothing. Chen Jingshen glanced at his fingers moving from side to side: ¡°you don¡¯t play cards?¡± ¡°No.¡± Zuo Kuan, plays a lot. Yu Fan only played two games when fighting the landlord and did not touch the rest. Other people knew this about him, so they would not invite him. Chen Jingshen: ¡°then you can do homework.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± Others: ¡°?¡± Yu Fan squeezed his cell phone and just wanted him to roll with his schoolbag when a voice suddenly came from the door of the store. ¡°I¡¯d like a cup of honey and lemon¨C no need.¡± Seeing the man sitting in the shop, the man turned his head and left. ¡°well, isn¡¯t this Ding Xiao?¡± Seeing the man clearly, a playful smile appeared on his left wide face and called him to stop, ¡°what are you afraid of standing up? Buy it before you go. ¡± Hearing the name, Wang Luan turned to look at the door, and the smiling person lost his expression in an instant. Only Yu Fan, still bowed his head and charged with the little snake. Chen Jingshen glanced at the door of the shop. He is a tall, fat boy. Hearing Zuo Kuan¡¯s voice, his face turned pale for a moment. A few seconds later, he backed up, grabbed his schoolbag and said, ¡°I¡¯d like a glass of honey lemonade.¡± ¡°come and wait.¡± Zuo Kuan giggled. ¡°forget it,¡± said Wang Luan. ¡°after seeing that he can¡¯t drink it, I¡¯ll have a cup of taro milk tea later.¡± The boy named Ding Xiao blushed and looked very miserable. Until he caught a glimpse of his parents¡¯ car. As soon as the lemonade was ready, he grabbed it and said with clenched teeth, ¡°A bunch of losers.¡± Wang Luan immediately stood up and swore a dirty word: ¡°who are you talking about?¡± Come here and say it again? ¡± Zuo Kuan also threw the cards to get up. But none of this means anything to Yu Fan. Ding Xiao¡¯s heart jumped at the sight of him, and he immediately turned his head and left, shouting, ¡°Mom!¡± Mom! ¡± What a fool. Yu Fan bowed his head and went on. ¡°you are retarded! If I don¡¯t even touch you, I¡¯ll call you mama¡¯s boy Man, aren¡¯t you? ¡± Wang Luan finished shouting at the door, and then looked back on Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes. Wang Luan then remembered that there was a good student among them. He pulled the chair and sat down, and a smile came back quickly: ¡°shit, high achiever, don¡¯t be afraid, we don¡¯t usually do this.¡± Zuo Kuan took a look, and the heart said, where do you see that he is afraid? Isn¡¯t this still a paralyzed face? Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°who is he?¡± ¡°Ding Xiao, Class 2¨C don¡¯t you know the one from the class next door to you?¡± Wang Luan asked. ¡°I don¡¯t remember.¡± ¡°Have you ever heard of hitting someone with a plate in the canteen when he was a freshman in high school?¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°it was him who smashed it.¡± Wang Luan still remembers the scene. That day, he slept all morning, woke up at noon and was so hungry that he had to drag Yu Fan to accompany him to the cafeteria for dinner. He also got his favorite Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs. The tables and chairs in the school canteen are so close that someone has to make way for people on both sides to make way. So they can hear what the people behind them say. -¡°The woman at my front table, who confessed to Yu Fan in Class 7, was rejected. She came back and cried for a class, and I was bored to death.¡± ¡ª ¡°I don¡¯t like this kind of girl the most. She doesn¡¯t get good grades. She wears red underwear in her school uniforms every day. I don¡¯t know who she wants to show them to. It¡¯s probably for Yu Fan, but it¡¯s a pity that she¡¯s not big enough. Yu Fan doesn¡¯t like it. Haha. ¡± ¨C Every time she asks me questions, her collar is still very low, and she must like me, but who am I? She can¡¯t even catch up with Yu Fan, so she still wants to chase me. ¡± ¡°Well, I have a picture here. I took it while she was tying her shoelaces. Would you like to see it? She had an open collar and I could see clearly¨C ¡± It was at this time that Yu Fan buckled the plate on his head. Before Wang Luan realized what had happened at that time, the food had already slipped down Ding Xiao¡¯s hair and spilled all over the floor. That was the first punishment Yu Fan had received since he was in high school. ¡°Fuck, you don¡¯t know how fierce Yu Fan was at that time. The gesture, the look in the eyes, was so fierce that everyone else in the canteen was so frightened that they dared not move. ¡± Wang Luan thought for a moment, ¡°it¡¯s a pity that Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs. He hasn¡¯t eaten two pieces yet. He gave them all to Ding Xiao.¡± Wang Luan¡¯s story is told with relish. Yu Fan originally wanted to interrupt him, but he thought about it and held back. ¡°I should have known you couldn¡¯t miss it now,¡± Yu Fan slid gluttonous Snake. ¡°I must have taken those pieces out of his hair and gave them to you.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°it¡¯s not necessary.¡± Zuo Kuan re-lit a cigarette: ¡°Yu Fan, how on earth did you put up with this pressure? if I were you, I would have¨C¡± Yu Fan: ¡°drag him into the toilet and close the door, bring a stick and a knife, knock out half of his teeth, shave his head and cut off his fingers. I don¡¯t know about that? Is it your turn to teach me? ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± You¡¯ve gone too far, bro. Don¡¯t we always treat each other honestly and make friends with punches? Since when did you use a knife? ¡°I don¡¯t bother to care about him, and¨C¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°I¡¯d rather hit those who like to haunt people than him.¡± Chen Jingshen grabbed his school bag. Yu Fan: ¡°and I¡¯ll shut someone who is doing their homework.¡± Chen Jingshen opened his schoolbag. Yu Fan: ¡°I¡¯ll see this kind of person one at a time.¡± Chen Jingshen took out his homework. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan endured the impulse to beat people up and lay back with his cell phone in his hand. Others were stunned by Chen Jingshen. Wang Luan leaned up and said, ¡°high achiever, are you going to do your homework here?¡± ¡°just look around.¡± ¡°Impressive, high achiever is high achiever.¡± Wang Luan smiled obsequiously, ¡°then High achiever, when you have finished writing. Can you send me a copy? ¡± Chen Jingshen looked at him and said, ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°you are such a good man!¡± Wang Luan immediately took out his mobile phone, ¡°high achiever, shall we add a Wechat first?¡± With WeChat, Wang Luan happily filled in remarks for Chen Jingshen and glanced at his avatar. ¡°my ass, high achiever,¡± he said in a daze. ¡°your profile picture is so handsome. Is it your dog? ¡± Chen Jingshen gave a hum. Wang Luan: ¡°this is so cool! Do you usually slip around? won¡¯t he drag you away? ¡± Chen Jingshen said: ¡°No.¡± ¡°Tut-tut.¡± Wang Luan appreciated the big picture. ¡°how did you think of having this kind of dog? don¡¯t you think it¡¯s too fierce?¡± ¡°No.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at the end of his eyes. ¡°I like fierce ones.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± CH 17 The spring temperature in Nancheng is fast, and the spring sports meeting of each school is held earlier than in other places. The sports meeting lasts for two days. These two days they don¡¯t need to attend classes or study in the classroom. For most students, it is equivalent to two days of school holidays. The bolder students even skipped school for two days. The opening ceremony of the sports meeting was sunny. The class is required to dress uniformly. At a glance, almost every class wore a school uniform T-shirt and trousers. It¡¯s rare for Zhuang Xingqin to wear a brightly colored skirt today. He stood by the class queue, waiting for the entrance. ¡°What¡¯s the matter, one by one listless?¡± Zhuang Xingqin glanced at the team. ¡°Put all your school uniforms in your waist.¡± ¡°but that¡¯s ugly.¡± Zhang Xianjing said anxiously. ¡°This is the opening ceremony, not a cultural performance. You don¡¯t need to look good, just look energetic.¡± After Zhuang Xingqin squinted close to her. ¡°Zhang Xianjing, are you wearing makeup?¡± Zhang Xianjing shrank back: ¡°No, I¡¯m a natural beauty-¡± ¡°Go to the leader later, and wipe your lips so you won¡¯t get caught,¡± Zhuang Xingqin said. ¡°Your mouth is painted like a flower.¡± Zhang Xianjing immediately complained in her heart: ¡°I know!¡± Zhuang Xingqin looked back and saw the person in the penultimate row, and the smile on his face instantly dissapeared ¡°Yu Fan,¡± he said, ¡°did you hear everything I said?¡± Yu Fan as so sleepy that he didn¡¯t have the strength to play devil¡¯s advocate and didn¡¯t care about it. He propped up his eyelids, dawdled his hands, and stuffed the hem of his trousers. Because the entrance is coming soon, the queue is vertical. Chen Jingshen stood at the end of the team and lowered his eyes as he moved. The metaphor is very untidy, and the clothes are crumpled together, pulling out the waistline of the boy. Chen Jingshen glanced at the other people next to him, and quickly gathered back to the line of sight. How come his waist is so much thinner than others? The school stipulates that two classes are admitted side by side, and Class 8 is next to them. Zuo Kuan was quite listless. When he turned around and saw Wang Luan, he burst out laughing, ¡°Fuck, Wang Lu ¡®an, your ass is really big. You look so stupid.¡± The students in both classes laughed. ¡°Why don¡¯t you tie your waist in your class? £¡¡±Wang Luan blushed. ¡°You say a fart, who¡¯s not stupid? Look at other classes, everyone is as ugly! ¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°Look back.¡± Lu ¡®an Wang turned away. Yu Fan stood lazily, his head drooping, his hands in his pockets, and his wide school uniform tightened at the waist, making him look messy. Not to mention Chen Jingshen, although he is a little weak, his image is completely fine. He has broad shoulders and long hands and feet, but anyone who has a little expression on his face he can go directly to shoot student brochures. Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡± What do you mean? Only two handsome men in the whole school gathered behind me, didn¡¯t they? The opening ceremony was held for an hour before it was dissolved. Their class was assigned to the stand next to the podium, which was in an excellent position. When they turned their heads, they could have close eye contact with the school leaders. Zhuang Xingqin is in a good mood today. For him, it doesn¡¯t really matter which place he won in the sports meeting. As long as everyone in the class is here, it doesn¡¯t matter if he is the last one. He took out the snacks he bought in the supermarket last night and shared them with the students. Then he called the contestants in the class and emphasized the location and competition time with them one by one. Yu Fan was forced to take part in two events, one relay and the other long jump, all today. It¡¯s time to check the long jump. Yu Fan rubs his eyes and plans to secretly find a place to smoke and refresh himself. ¡± classmate Yu ¡­¡± Yu Fan look back and the few girls in the class, who usually didn¡¯t say a few words. A bag was opened to him, and it was so heavy that they had to carry it with two hands. ¡°We bought some food and drink with the class fee,¡± the girl said. ¡°There is Red Bull in it. You look sleepy ¡­ Would you like a bottle?¡± Yu Fan with his drooping eyelids glanced in the bag. Although he has never bullied any classmate in the class at ordinary times, everyone is actually a little afraid of him. When they saw it, they said, ¡°If you don¡¯t want to drink it, forget it ¡­¡± The boy¡¯s hand reaches into the bag. Yu Fan took out a bottle of Red Bull and said, ¡°Thanks.¡± Yu Fan carried the red bull into his mouth, that posture looks like he is openly drinking in broad daylight. Other students in the class sat scattered, most of them went to check the records or cheer for the class, and occasionally they could hear a few cheers. Only Class 7 seats are almost full, and everyone is doing their own thing with their heads down. Last year, their class was the last in the grade, which had already smoothed out the fighting spirit in the class. Everyone is short of interest this time, and feels that it is not important to participate. Yu Fan took Zhang Xianjing¡¯s umbrella and stood beside it, blocking the view of the leaders on the podium, leaning against the wall to pull his mobile phone. Wang Luan sat in the grandstand with potato chips in his hand, and his mouth never stopped from the moment he sat down. He looked at the person next to him and said, ¡°Oh no, why are you here for the sports meeting?¡± Zuo Kuan¡¯s class sat next to them, and Zuo Kuan leaned against Wang Luan, like a member of Class 7: ¡°you¡¯re all here. What¡¯s the point of running away by myself? What events have you signed up for? ¡± ¡°Yu Fan reported to the long jump and relay,¡± Wang Luan said. ¡°I ran three thousand meters.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°are you crazy?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not crazy. Zhuang Xingqin is the crazy one.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°forget it. I¡¯ll just run. Anyway, I won¡¯t rush the rankings. After running, I will win.¡± ¡°you still eat so much when you know you have to run three thousand meters?¡± Zhang Xianjing sat in the last row of the girls, turned around with her legs crossed, and said, ¡°it¡¯s potato chips and ice cream. Won¡¯t you throw up later?¡± ¡°No way, didn¡¯t I tell you? I have an iron stomach. ¡± Wang Luan handed the potato chips to the people around him. ¡°do you want to eat?¡± Yu Fan yawned: ¡°No.¡± He found a game in WeChat Mini Programs to pass the time, and after playing it for a while, he found it interesting. As soon as he stepped out, he found a dynamic prompt popping up on the other side of the friend circle. Click in and have a look. Chen Jingshen liked one of his moments two years ago. ¡°¡­.¡± He looked up and sure enough, the man in front of him was hanging his head and playing with his cell phone, revealing a long, clean neck. In fact, there is no content in Yu Fan moments, it is all posted blindly, and since it has been posted, he doesn¡¯t care whether others read it or not. But somehow, he knew that Chen Jingshen was sitting in front of him, still going through his previous posts one by one. It¡¯s just, it¡¯s fucking weird. Yu Fan sat up with a smelly face and just wanted to ask Chen Jingshen not to look at him. A boy took a step ahead of him and talked to Chen Jingshen. The boy¡¯s name is Gao Shi, and he is their monitor. It also took a long time to come forward. Gao Shi asked hesitantly, ¡°classmate Chen, do you have time?¡± Chen Jingshen raised his eyelids and said, ¡°Hmm?¡± ¡°that is, do you have time to write a radio draft? 50 to 100 words, just a few words of praise. ¡± ¡°the school requires each class to write a radio draft for every project,¡± Gao Shi said. ¡°now we still lack two project manuscripts.¡± Zhuang Xingqin just told him to take advantage of this group activity to try to integrate the newly transferred students into the class. It took him a long time to come up with such an idea. Chen Jingshen glanced at the book in his hand and said nothing. Gao Shi: ¡°if you don¡¯t want to write ¡­¡­¡± ¡°what items are missing?¡± Chen Jingshen asked deeply. ¡°shot put and long jump!¡± Gao Shi thought for a moment and said, ¡°but the long jump is about to start. I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s too late, or I¡¯ll change a draft of this project and hand it in first, and you write lead¨C¡± ¡°give me a piece of paper,¡± Chen Jingshen said. ¡°I¡¯ll write about the long jump.¡± Gao Shi hurriedly handed over paper and pen. He was just about to say that this thing could be copied online, he saw the high achiever take it and be able to write a good article. To roar, the first boss in the grade disdain to copy the template on the Internet! Gao Shi looked at it curiously. To Yu Fan, the long jumper of Class 7, Grade 12.¡¯ Huh? You don¡¯t have to write a specific name, do you? Gao Shi originally wanted to remind him that when he saw Chen Jingshen bowing his head and writing carefully, he swallowed it back and went on reading¨C. You are like a sword in the playground, a sunny and handsome sword.¡¯ Gao Shi: ¡°?¡± Huh? Can you still describe it like that? Standing among the crowd, you are the most beautiful scenery on campus.¡¯ Gao Shi: ¡°?¡± The whistle sounded, you ran like an arrow from the string, took off like a clam toad, and the arc of the leap shone like a rainbow in my eyes.¡¯ Gao Shi: ¡°?¡± Your fighting spirit makes me admire, hard sweat makes me intoxicated, no matter what the final result is, you are the most colorful rose in my heart.¡¯ Gao Shi: ¡°?¡± Gao Shi stared up and bowed his head again and again. He couldn¡¯t believe it was written by the expressionless Chen Jingshen. Chen Jing, Class 7, Grade 12, Senior High School.¡¯ Gao Shi suddenly regained his senses and was just about to say that high achiever didn¡¯t have to sign off. With a whoosh, Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand was empty and the paper was taken away. As soon as he looked up, he saw his flushed face. What¡¯s wrong with this guy? Red Bull works so well that Yu Fan feels his face bursts with heat. The draft paper was clutched up in his hand, and he said to Gao Shi, ¡°what level of his Chinese do you not know? Do you still dare to ask him to write? ¡± Gao Shi: ¡°1-110 points level.¡± Although it is not good compared with Chen Jingshen¡¯s other subjects, it is still at the upper-middle level. Yu Fan ignored him and stared down. Chen Jingshen, who sits lower than him, is looking up at him with a light expression and looks very eager to be taught a lesson. Yu Fan is considering whether this piece of paper is torn up and stuffed into his mouth or let him swallow dry. In front of him comes Zhuang Xingqin¨C. ¡°Yu Fan, why are you still here?¡± Zhuang Xingqin glanced at his watch and said, ¡°hurry down and go! The long jump is about to begin! ¡± Yu Fan had a lump in his throat: ¡°got it.¡± ¡°do you know that you are still standing? Come on down. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin caught the strong man in place, ¡°Gao Shi, you go to the record with him, lest he run away halfway.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Gao Shi felt a little unlucky. When he saw Yu Fan standing motionless, hesitating how to open his mouth and urge him, the other side raised his leg and came down. As he passed Chen Jingshen, Yu Fan kicked Chen Jingshen¡¯s schoolbag with his toes and coldly warned: ¡°Don¡¯t write those shabby radio drafts again.¡± Chen Jingshen quietly twirled his pen and was about to say something when the other party hurried down the steps, leaving only a quick and whispering sentence: ¡°¡­¡­ You are not allowed to turn to my moments. ¡± -. Yu Fan queued for records, and the high stone next to him suddenly leaned against him. ¡°Yu Fan, our group is a bit unlucky. We are all tall and long-legged, and there is also a sports student who can¡¯t figure out the line.¡± Gao Shi patted him on the shoulder. ¡°but it doesn¡¯t matter. The most important thing is to participate. Don¡¯t be under too much pressure and just try your best.¡± Yu Fan, who has the tallest and longest legs in the team: ¡°¡­¡± He stretched his body and said, ¡°Why don¡¯t you go?¡± ¡°Oh, there¡¯s no hurry. I¡¯ll fill you up before I go.¡± Gao Shi smiled. ¡°and you¡¯ve never taken part in a sports meeting before. I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll forget to register after the jump.¡± Still have to register? Yu Fan said, ¡°whatever you want.¡± The draft of the men¡¯s 3000-meter broadcast sounded on the radio. Gao Shi glanced at the other end of the 3000-meter starting line and thought that after staring at Yu Fan¡¯s long jump, he can bring water to his classmates who ran three thousand meters. His clothes were caught off guard. ¡°wait a minute,¡± Yu Fan frowned. ¡°I didn¡¯t take part in the sports meeting last year.¡± Gao Shi was startled: ¡°Ah?¡± Yes, yes. ¡± Yu Fan stared at him for two seconds: ¡°I didn¡¯t even come to the playground.¡± After that, Yu Fan didn¡¯t think he was blaming him for not coming to the sports meeting, did he? Gao Shi: ¡°Yes, but I know you must have something delayed.¡±¡­ ¡± No sooner had he raised his heart than he felt his clothes loose. Yu Fan let him go and turned around in silence. Gao Shi heaved a sigh of relief and dared not say any more. It was not until Yu Fan signed and recorded that Gao Shi dared to sneak a glance at him. Yu Fan¡¯s face was very heavy, his eyelids were taut hard, and he was frighteningly cold. What did Chen Jingshen say before? I¡¯ve been paying attention to him since I was a freshman in high school. I also saw his project during the sports meeting. He climbed over the wall to surf the Internet in the first year of high school sports meeting. What events did Chen Jingshen see? E-sports? Shit, Chen Jingshen played him. Gao Shi stood on the side and waited. The athletes of other classes were cheered before they jumped, and the people in their class could not do without cards. When it was Yu Fan¡¯s turn, as soon as Gao Shi was ready to open his mouth, the boy had already started a quick run-up, jumping tall, and his tall figure drew a beautiful arc in the air. Gao Shi suddenly felt that the speech written by Chen Jingshen just now was not unusable. After registering the score, Gao Shi still felt a little unresponsive. He opened his mouth for a long time and asked blankly, ¡°Yu Fan, you, you jumped the second?¡± Just a little short of that sports student? ¡± ¡°that¡¯s amazing. Have you practiced it before? ¡± ¡°what time does the teacher play?¡± Yu Fan interrupted him. There are also teacher events in their school sports meeting, but there are not many, and they are not included in the class score. Gao Shi: ¡°there seems to be a relay at 11:00. Why?¡± Nothing. Pick the time to hit someone. On the way back, Yu Fan kept thinking about where to beat Chen Jingshen. That face wants to be taught a lesson. What would Chen Jingshen say to beg for mercy? He can¡¯t believe it. Will Chen Jingshen cry? It¡¯s best to cry with a runny nose. Then he will take a picture, and the picture would be attached to the love letter and posted on the school bulletin board. Yu Fan walked impassively outside the runway and had beaten Chen Jingshen ten times in his heart. As he passed a refereeing point, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm and dragged into the crowd of onlookers. He turned his head and looked at the quiet eyes of the person. Zhang Xianjing was stupefied: ¡°hiss-why are you so fierce? Didn¡¯t do well? ¡± ¡°is it possible?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°Let go.¡± Zhang Xianjing didn¡¯t let go: ¡°where are you going?¡± ¡°go back.¡± ¡°No, let¡¯s cheer for our classmates.¡± After a long time, he remembered that it was now the men¡¯s 3000-meter event. ¡°how many laps is it?¡± He stood still and asked. Zhang Xianjing said, ¡°it¡¯s already the seventh lap, and it¡¯s almost over.¡± Yu Fan gave a sound, and his eyes turned around among the half-dead figures behind him, but no one was found. ¡°where is Wang Luan?¡± ¡°he,¡± Zhang Xianjing sneered, ¡°is squatting in the teaching building.¡± ¡°?¡± ¡°the son of a bitch ate so much that he complained of a stomachache and went to the toilet before the interview. Well, high achiever took over for him. ¡± Yu Fan was stunned for several seconds before he burst out, ¡°who are you talking about?¡± ¡°high achiever, Chen Jingshen.¡± Zhang Xianjing raised his chin. ¡°there, what about that?¡± Yu Fa looked. Chen Jingshen, tall and thin, dressed in a school uniform, suddenly huddled around a group of people in sportswear. People who run 400 meters and gasp to death actually come to take part in the 3000-meter event. Yu Fan: ¡°is he one lap behind?¡± ¡°How is that possible?¡± Zhang Xianjing glared at him. ¡°high achiever doesn¡¯t show up and is competing for the top three with three sports students.¡± ¡°?¡± Before Yu Fan could react, Zhang Xianjing shouted to the students in the next class, ¡°here we come! I¡¯m going to sprint! Hurry up! Shout! ¡± ¡°come on, high achiever!¡± ¡°sprint high achiever! Sprint! ¡± ¡°high achiever, go! More than the little eye in front! ¡± Zhang Xianjing shouted. In the midst of their uproar, Yu Fan stared at Chen Jingshen, speeded up, and then the second broke through the 3000-meter finish line. He accelerated a little hard at the last minute, and Chen Jingshen jogged a few more steps before he stopped. He stood firm, bowed slightly and tilted his face after stopping, as if waiting for the referee around him to report his results. Chen Jingshen was a little sweaty, his school uniform was badly damaged during running, his hair was a little floating, and his whole body was messy, contrary to his usual serious appearance. But his expression was still calm, and his handsome face was taut, setting off a few tired boys who looked like dogs. The referee gave him a number, and Chen Jingshen nodded, then, like all the boys, grabbed the hem and wiped the sweat on his chin. The taut waist and abdomen passed in a flash. ¡ª ¡°Ah! How¡¯s it going? Have you finished registering their time? Can I deliver the water now? ¡± Zhang Xianjing¡¯s screams brought Yu Fan back to his senses. Chen Jingshen obviously heard the news on this side and looked up at him. Yu Fan¡¯s heart jumped and quickly turned away: ¡°I¡¯m going back.¡± It is hard to win a fight with a man who has just finished running three thousand meters. Wait. I¡¯ll hit you tomorrow. But why doesn¡¯t this guy look tired at all? Even the second place among so many sports students. Is he better at long-distance running than sprinting? To hold on and not fall down is to be pushy. Come on, with his physique, he might be lying on the ground in two minutes. The arm was grabbed from behind, and Yu Fan was forced to turn around before he could react. To Chen Jingshen¡¯s dark eyes, Yu Fan was stunned: ¡°you are so special.¡± Chen Jingshen shook himself and leaned straight towards him. Yu Fan, subconsciously reached out his hand to catch the person. Someone taller than him fell on him, his head on his shoulder, and he could even feel Chen Jingshen¡¯s hot body temperature. ¡°Sorry.¡± The breath of the person on his body is warm as if he were about to go into shock A weak voice said in his ear, ¡°I can¡¯t stand.¡± CH 18 Zhang Xianjing rushed to the forefront of delivering water with the determination that ¡°I will take you down before the monthly exam¡±. Chen Jingshen glanced at her and suddenly got up and hurried over, walking so fast that he didn¡¯t seem to have just finished running three thousand meters. Zhang Xianjing raised her lips¨C. What do you call it? It¡¯s called never forgetting, there must be an echo! Chen Jingshen was about to walk in front of her. Zhang Xianjing immediately tilted her face to the best-looking angle. when she handed the water, she inadvertently revealed the beauty nail polish she had stayed up late last night, pinching her voice: ¡°Chen Jing -¡± Then she watched Chen Jingshen turn a corner in front of her, passed her, and fell on Yu Fan¡¯s shoulder. Zhang Xianjing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± She looked at Yu Fan¡¯s gloomy expression and her heart felt it was over. If she remembers correctly, the last one who was so sweaty and so close was the one from the school next door who came to make trouble. He heard that the man didn¡¯t go to class for a week. Zhang Xianjing was about to rush to save the beauty and decided to fall in love when she saw Yu Fan raise his hand¨C. Hugged Chen Jingshen. Zhang Xianjing: ¡°?¡± ¡­¡­. Yu Fan held the man stiffly, thinking about throwing him on the ground or kicking him: ¡°lie down if you don¡¯t stand still, there¡¯s no car to run over you.¡± Chen Jingshen said hoarsely, ¡°I¡¯m afraid of affecting other people.¡± ¡°Are you afraid of being beaten?¡± The man on his shoulder was quiet for a moment and stood up slowly. ¡°Sorry.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s pale lips moved and took a step back as if to give him a place to leave, and the next second the person flashed, Yu Fan had another head on his shoulder. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± A few seconds later, Yu Fan rudely changed his posture in full view of the public. He moved Chen Jingshen to his side, picked up an arm and put it on his shoulder in disgust, and carried the man away with a cold face. The school medical room is not far from the playground, and by the time Yu Fan arrived, the people waiting for medicine had already crowded to the door. There are only three chairs and one bed in the school medical room, which is now full. Yu Fan can only drag people to stand. The school nurse was squatting on the ground to help other students apply medicine to their legs. When he heard the noise, he raised his eyes and said, ¡°what¡¯s the matter?¡± ¡°He just finished running three thousand meters,¡± Yu Fan said. ¡°He might have pushed his limit.¡± ¡°¡­¡± It¡¯s not like he beat this person up like this. Because Zhuang Xingqin always brings him here to apply for medicine, the school nurse also looks familiar with him. The school nurse looked at Chen Jingshen and said, ¡°what¡¯s wrong with you? Does your heart hurt? ¡± Chen Jingshen shook his head lightly: ¡°dizziness, lack of strength, unsteady stand.¡± ¡°that¡¯s all right, it¡¯s normal. It should be that you don¡¯t exercise and are tired. It will be relieved later. ¡± The school nurse raised her chin. ¡°go, pour a cup of warm water with some sugar and salt, a little less salt, 1/3 spoon is enough, stir it for him to drink. It¡¯s on my desk. ¡± Yu Fan stood still: ¡°me?¡± ¡°shall we let him go by himself?¡± ¡°¡­¡± The school nurse looked around and found that there were no seats around. He was just about to say that you should let him stand against the wall for a while. Yu Fan carried the man and washed the sugar water with one hand. School nurse: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t know what 1/3 tablespoons were, so he filled more than half of them. ¡°less.¡± The man on his shoulder said weakly. ¡°one more time to force yourself to soak up.¡± With that, he shook the spoon, skimmed the salt back in half, then stirred the cup perfunctorily, picked it up and handed it to Chen Jingshen. ¡°drink.¡± Chen Jingshen took it and sipped it slowly. ¡°want to get beat up?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°drink up.¡± Chen Jingshen drank it down obediently. The students next to them knew them and both held their breath and looked at them with shock on their faces. After giving people the medicine, the school nurse stood up and asked, ¡°how are you? are you feeling better?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen whispered, ¡°but it¡¯s still a little shaky.¡± ¡°it should take a while to go back to the classroom and have a good rest. Don¡¯t do strenuous exercise for the time being.¡± The school nurse said, looking at the man who supported him, ¡°Yu Fan, have you also run three thousand meters? Shall I make you a cup, too? ¡± Yu Fan was going to ask where he put it. When he heard the words and twisted his eyebrows, he said, ¡°No, I didn¡¯t run.¡± The school nurse wondered: ¡°Why is your face so red if you didn¡¯t run?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan threw down the sentence ¡°I pulled him back to the classroom and dragged him out of the school infirmary.¡± The students are either on the playground or in the classroom. There are few people in the corridor. Fearing that he would faint again when he went upstairs, Yu Fan helped him impatiently and walked step by step. ¡°do you have the strength?¡± Chen Jingshen suddenly opened his mouth and said lowly, ¡°if you can¡¯t, I can go by myself.¡± Who can¡¯t do it now? ¡°shut up,¡± Yu Fan clenched his teeth. ¡°Don¡¯t talk next to me.¡± There was still a strange taste of sugar and salt in his mouth. Chen Jingshen swallowed it silently, and the breath sank a little. Yu Fan: ¡°Don¡¯t breathe either.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen glanced up and shut up. The classroom of Class 7, Grade 12 of senior high school is empty and there is no one around. Yu Fan threw him into several merged desks to lie down and sat beside him playing with his cell phone. Wang Luan sent him a lot of messages, which buzzed his pocket all the way. Wang Luan: I¡¯m comfortable. Where are you? ]. Wang Luan: there is something really wrong with this brand of ice cream. I must sue him! As soon as the compensation arrives, I will buy the school directly and hold a sports meeting every day! ]. Wang Luan: my grass! It¡¯s over! it¡¯s over! Zuo Kuan sent me a message telling me that high achiever helped me run the 3000m, but no one could be killed after running his broken body! ]. Wang Luan: where are you? why aren¡¯t you in the grandstand? ]. After reading it, Wang Luan just made a voice call and hung up for a second. [: classroom. ]. Wang Lu¡¯an: what are you doing in the classroom? ]. [-: wake. ]. Wang Luan:? ]. A little noise came from the front. Yu Fan moved aside with his mobile phone, facing the guard in line of sight. Chen Jingshen lies flat on the desk. The desk is not enough with his body, and at least half of his legs are hanging outside. This posture is very silly. He looked at Yu Fan and said, ¡°how are you in the long jump?¡± There was a little distance between the desk and the chair, and there was enough space. Yu Fan cocked his legs arrogantly and asked without expression, ¡°are you sleeping?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t sleep,¡± Chen Jingshen said. ¡°I.¡± Bang. With a very light sound, Chen Jingshen was interrupted. Yu Fan lifted his leg on the other knee and kicked it on the table where he was lying, which shifted a little weakly. ¡°Chen Jingshen,¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°you said earlier that you began to pay attention to me when you were a freshman in high school.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes moved slightly and looked at him quietly. He continued: ¡°during the sports meeting, you saw me¡± The appearance of a cold face in daily life is actually quite different from that when he is really angry. Usually, he talk to Hu Pang, meet with people who come to blackmail from the school next door, and even meet Ding Xiao in the milk tea shop, he is indifferent and lazy, and doesn¡¯t really take those things seriously. Unlike now, his eye looks like a knife, and the face says, ¡°I¡¯ll let you sleep forever with this punch¡±, and the voice is covered with ice. ¡°I didn¡¯t take part in the sports meeting in my first year of high school. Where did you watch the event? ¡± Yu Fan was expressionless. ¡°did you learn all that bullshit from Zhang Xianjing?¡± ¡°Chen Jingshen, are you kidding me?¡± There was a moment of silence in the classroom. Chen Jingshen looked at him motionless, his lips a little tight. Let¡¯s just hit him. Yu Fan waited for a while and made a decision. He pulled back his legs and got up, looked down at Chen Jingshen, grabbed his collar, and said faintly, ¡°get up and settle this matter at noon.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°Grade one of junior high school.¡± Chen Jingshen suddenly made a sound. Yu Fan was stupefied: ¡°what?¡± ¡°in the first year of junior high school, in Chengshan Middle School,¡± Chen Jingshen still lay, looking at him calmly, ¡°you took part in the long jump.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°I went to your school for an exam, and I saw it.¡± Is there such a thing? Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jerked. It¡¯s like there¡¯s a fucking¨C ¡°you were lifting your trouser leg without shoes, tripped while running up, rolled on the ground, fell into the sand, and failed to jump. And then you jumped again. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± ¡°You didn¡¯t jump far the second time.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°then you stand by and watch others jump, refuse to go, watch and cry¨C¡± ¡°I¡¯m crying my ass!¡± Yu Fan grasped the collar a little harder and corrected it with clenched teeth. ¡°that time my eyes got into the sand!¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Um, in the end, Chen Jingshen suddenly turned his face in silence. Yu Fan¡¯s heart jumped, just ready to shut him up, Chen Jingshen has looked up at him again: ¡°but very cute.¡± ¡°¡­¡± The strength on the collar suddenly gained again. The murderous spirit on Yu Fan¡¯s face has not faded. He glared at Chen Jingshen, looking a little dazed. ¡°later, when the flag was raised for the first time in the first year of senior high school, when you went to the stage to study for self-criticism, I knew that we were in the same high school.¡± Yu Fan said ferociously, ¡°shut up.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t learn from others, nor did I play with you.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I.¡± ¡°you don¡¯t fucking understand people¨C¡± Bang! The classroom door was kicked open unexpectedly from the outside. Wang Luan was carrying a large plastic bag, followed by Zuo Kuan and Zhang Xianjing: ¡°Yu Fan, why didn¡¯t you reply when I sent you a message? Outside, Sister Jing said to eat takeout. I ordered you a braised brisket casually, and you made do with it. ¡± The three of them saw the scene clearly and stopped at once. Yu Fan clung to Chen Jingshen¡¯s collar in one hand, as if to pull a person from the desk, while the other hand clung to Chen Jingshen¡¯s mouth. His face flushed, his eyes were three points ferocious, three points shocked, four points at a loss, and he was uncomfortable all over. On the other hand, the man he caught lay calmly, his hands naturally hanging on one side, allowing Yu Fan to cover his mouth. It¡¯s like being slaughtered and fearless. Hearing the noise, the two men looked at them at the same time, one hot and the other cold. What is this? Wang Luan was stupefied. Do you hit someone? No, he has never seen Yu Fan hit someone with a red face, let alone cover whose mouth with his hand. But look at this posture, what can it be if you don¡¯t hit someone? There was an eerie silence in the classroom. For a while, Wang Luan asked in a low voice, ¡°you ¡­¡­ Are you having fun? ¡± CH 19 What a fart. ¡°get out.¡± Yu Fan pressed the idea of silence, ¡°Close the door. I told you not to come in.¡± Zhang Xianjing said to herself, ¡°Yu Fan, you don¡¯t want to hit him, do you?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°how is it possible! Yu Fan never covers his mouth when he beats people, so he likes to hear others scream. ¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zuo Kuan stood at the back, and his eyes turned around between the two people: ¡°are you talking?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°is there anything you can¡¯t let high achiever sit and talk about ¡­¡­ ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°get out.¡± ¡°all right.¡± Wang Luan stepped back and pulled the door. Before closing the door, he said, ¡°take your time. I¡¯ll keep alookout at the door.¡± The door closed and the classroom quieted down again. Chen Jingshen moved his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. Just carrying him up and down, Yu Fan¡¯s body is not so cold. Half-warm palms ran over his face, and he seemed to be able to smell a faint smell of sugar. After the three men went out, Yu Fan still held him down. ¡°Don¡¯t mention the stupid long jump again.¡± He threatened fiercely. ¡°Don¡¯t say anything about whether you like it or not. Do you hear me? ¡± The three people outside were restless, and the voice of chatting intermittently spread inside. Yu Fan: ¡°Don¡¯t talk?¡± Chen Jingshen moved his eyelashes and his eyes drooped. Yu Fan looked down with his movements. ¡°¡­¡± Then release both hands together. ¡°Why?¡± Chen Jingshen spoke. Why else? Yu Fan frowned and said casually, ¡°I don¡¯t want to be regarded as Gay.¡± Chen Jingshen sat up with one hand and leaned back against the wall. His collar was described as messy, and the whole person felt a little more messy than usual. After a long time, he said, ¡°I see.¡± Yu Fan relaxed his eyebrows with satisfaction and was just about to sit back. ¡°then I have a secret crush.¡± Yu Fan almost sat on the ground. During the lunch break, students went back to the classroom one after another. When his fists were clenched again, Wang Luan knocked at the door and said that someone in the class had come back. As soon as Wang Luan entered the classroom, he looked at Chen Jingshen. High achiever sat in his seat with a pen in his hand and his hand tidying up the neckline of his clothes. there was no scar on his handsome face. Sure enough, he didn¡¯t get hit. He said, although the situation just now was strange and scary, he could see that Yu Fan didn¡¯t really want to hit high achiever. If he did, he would have done it 800 years ago. Wang Luan opened the plastic bag, took out the braised beef brisket and put it in front of Yu Fan ¡°hurry up and eat, it¡¯s getting cold for a while, we¡¯ve brought it back for a long time.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Yu Fan was lacking and bowed his head to play with his gluttonous snakes. Zuo Kuan sat in front of him and opened the takeout: ¡°what¡¯s with your face?¡± ¡°it¡¯s none of your business.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°go back to your class.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Wang Lu¡¯an felt that he was tired of sitting and sat in front of Chen Jingshen with a lunch box. While eating, Wang Luan asked, ¡°high achiever, how did you run the 3000m second? I saw you run four hundred before. ¡± Chen Jingshen said succinctly: ¡°extraordinary play.¡± ¡°impressive.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°high achiever, why don¡¯t you eat in the canteen?¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°my legs are sore and I can¡¯t walk.¡± Yu Fan ate other people¡¯s little snakes without expression. ¡°hiss, I¡¯m stupif! I should have brought you a meal. After all, you helped me run three thousand meters. Wang Luan patted his head, ¡° How about this, I¡¯ll buy one for you in the canteen now. Or do you want takeout? ¡± ¡°No need.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t be polite to me.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°you just ran three thousand meters, and your body is not good. What about hypoglycemia later?¡± ¡°No,¡± the man who had been expressionless suddenly looked up. ¡°I¡¯ve had sugar water.¡± ¡°Ah? Oh. All right. ¡± Wang Luan was stupefied for a moment and did not insist any longer. After eating and drinking enough, Wang Luan tied up the garbage bag and rubbed his stomach. ¡°do you have the lighter?¡± Yu Fan asked suddenly. ¡°I have one here,¡± said Zuo Kuan. ¡°what do you say? Would you like one in the bathroom? ¡± Wang Luan glanced at the untouched takeout in front of Yu Fan: ¡°Why don¡¯t you eat? Don¡¯t like braised beef brisket? ¡± ¡°not hungry yet.¡± Wang Luan got up and said, ¡°then go.¡± When he walked out of the door and found that there was a lack of a person, Wang Luan turned around and shouted, ¡°Yu Fan?¡± ¡°you go first.¡± Yu Fan threw the phone into his pocket and kicked Chen Jingshen¡¯s chair: ¡°get out of the way.¡± Chen Jingshen put down his pen and got up. The other two had gone out the back door and were out of sight. Yu Fan put away his eyes, rubbed Chen Jingshen¡¯s shoulder, raised his hand and hooked it on his desk. The plastic bag containing braised beef brisket was picked up, shook in the air for a second, and then put on the table next door. ¡°eat.¡± Dropping this sentence coldly, Yu Fan went to the toilet without going back. -. In the afternoon¡¯s 4¡Á400 relay, Zhuang Xingqin and specially came to the playground. There is no other reason. After nearly a day of events, she found that Yu Fan took second place in the long jump, Chen Jingshen took second place in the 3000-meter long distance race, and the only young athlete in his class took the first place in the 100 meters. Plus the others who took the top six, the total score of zero adds up to¡­ ¡°does it mean that our class is now fourth in the whole grade?¡± Wang Luan was amazed. When it was almost time for recording, the relay runners gathered together first. Gao Shi excitedly said: ¡°Yes, if we can get 5 points in this 4X400, that is, the top two, then we can break into the top three today!¡± ¡°run well.¡± Zhuang Xingqin lamented, ¡°I¡¯ve been with you for more than a year, and I¡¯ve never had an extracurricular activity so close to the top three.¡± ¡°can you do it?¡± Zhang Xianjing looked at Wang Luan anxiously. ¡°you haven¡¯t even practiced 400 meters and take the baton.¡± In the morning, Chen Jingshen was carried away in the attention ceremony of the teachers and students of the whole school. Although he said he could still run the relay, Zhuang Xingqin did not agree and decisively let Wang Luan take the third leg of the relay. Wang Luan: ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡± I used to go to watch them train every afternoon. I¡¯ve never eaten pork but I¡¯ve seen pigs run. ¡± Yu Fan grabbed a bag of potato chips and threw them at him: ¡°if you can¡¯t speak, shut up.¡± Wang Luan caught it with a smile, tore it apart and ate a piece. ¡°I¡¯m just kidding.¡± Wang Luan turned his head and looked at the person sitting next to him. ¡°high achiever, don¡¯t worry. You got a second for me in the morning. I will certainly run well in a moment.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen raised his eyelids, glanced over Wang Luan and looked at the old man behind him, ¡°come on.¡± The uncle occupied the pocket with one hand, ignored the person, and went straight to the direction of the examiner. There¡¯s a line on this side of the recording. Wang Luan was warming up in accordance with Guanfei¡¯s teaching method, turned his head, and was on the line of sight with Zuo Kuan, who was also queuing for records. Wang Luan was stupefied for a moment: ¡°Why are you here?¡± ¡°surprise,¡± Zuo Kuan raised his eyebrows, ¡°just like you, to help people run.¡± ¡°is there no one in your class?¡± ¡°you don¡¯t know anything. I run so fucking fast. You¡¯ll follow me and smell my fart in a minute.¡± Zuo Kuan giggled, ¡°but you have to work harder, but you can¡¯t even smell my fart at the bottom.¡± ¡°you have no originality!¡± Wang Lu¡¯an touched the person next to him with his arm. ¡°come on, Yu Fan, tell him that our goal this time is¨C¡± Yu Fan looked at them like a fool: ¡°first.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± ¡°you think too much, number one?¡± Zuo Kuan laughed, ¡°it¡¯s a little impolite of you to say that, two sports students in my class came to run the relay.¡± ¡°it doesn¡¯t matter,¡± Yu Fan said. ¡°aren¡¯t you here?¡± ¡°¡­¡± After the recording, the athletes have gathered at the relay point, and the competition will begin immediately. In the grandstand of Class Seven of Senior High School, several female students stood up and looked into the distance. ¡°can our class really get the top two?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know, to tell you the truth, yesterday, I didn¡¯t even think that our class would be able to meet people required.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°but it would be better to have Guanfei far away this time. He is the fastest sports student in our school, and he has won the national championship for senior high school students. He had training last year and only took part in two individual events, otherwise our class would not have been at the bottom. ¡± ¡°But will Yu Fan run well? ¡± Several girls were silent. Chen Jingshen looked in the direction they looked at. The athletes are already near the starting point. Guanfei has a lot of foresight and is waiting for the referee leisurely and leisurely. Gao Shi was desperately patting his face. Wang Luan saw it and clapped it twice. The last man, with his hands in his pockets, stood with a lazy hunchback, and even stretched himself when the referee was in place. Class member: ¡°¡­¡± He really can¡¯t run well! At the moment of the gunshot, everyone rushed out of the starting line. Guan Fei is far from letting everyone down. The two students running are sports students like him, but they are easily pulled out by him for some distance. After a lap, Guan Fei left all the people behind, handed the baton to Gao Shi and retired. As soon as Gao Shi caught the stick, he ran with all his strength. Then he was overtaken by the PE students of Class 8 within running 100 meters. ¡°I¡¯ll go first,¡± Zuo Kuan made a gesture ready to pick up the stick, mocking the person next to him. ¡°you stay a little longer.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°pretending doesn¡¯t come to a good end.¡± By the time Wang Luan took over, his class had fallen from the first to the fourth. ¡°Wang Luan!¡± Zhang Xianjing¡¯s voice came from the grandstand: ¡°fight! You try to surpass one! ¡± Wang Luan thought he was handsome and pulled his hair and gave her a thumbs-up. Then he took the baton and staggered as soon as he took two steps. He almost knelt infront of everyone. The other athletes had to hold back a smile as they passed him. Zhang Xianjing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Pretending didn¡¯t come to a good end. The girl next to her said, ¡°it¡¯s over. I don¡¯t know if we can get any place¡­ ¡± ¡°it doesn¡¯t matter, it¡¯s only the third best.¡± Zhang Xianjing put her hands on her mouth to make a trumpet, ¡°Yu Fan! You run! Take the first place! ¡± The last stick of the other classes are all ready, and Yu Fan ¡­. His face was loose and he was looking back to see where Wang Luan had climbed. Wang L¡¯an has fallen to the fifth. At the last sprint, he used all his strength to shorten the distance with the people in front of him. The moment he handed the baton to Yu Fan, he said, ¡°Brother, it depends on you.¡± Before he had finished speaking, the baton was taken away, and the man in front of him rushed out like an arrow. ¡± Yes. ¡± Wang Luan finished in a dazed manner. When Yu Fan surpassed the first person, the students of Class 7 sitting in the grandstand did not recognize that he was from their own class. The students who ran in the fourth felt that there was an evil wind passing by them, and then they could only see the boys¡¯ wanton back. Yu Fan galloped on the track, and the wind put all his hair behind his head. He doesn¡¯t know how many teachers and students finally saw what he looked like at this moment-so handsome. The school guard who came to patrol stood by the tree. seeing this, he resisted the impulse to light a cigarette and looked at the sky with emotion. That¡¯s right. This guy runs so fast every time he finds him skipping school and climbing over the wall. ¡± Have he ever practiced sports? ¡± Guan Fei looked at the figure from afar and asked blankly. ¡°No,¡± Wang Luan paused for a moment. ¡°right?¡± When Yu Fan surpassed the third place, the students of Class 7 suddenly woke up. Class 8 next to him did not expect such a dark horse in the last moment and immediately held up a banner to cheer for the athletes in their class. ¡°¨CDon¡¯t be overtaken by Class seven! They had been in the last place last year! ¡± What the fuck? Several students in Class 7 stood up abruptly! At a time like this, regardless of their usual relationship with Yu Fan, they shouted at the top of their voice¨C. ¡°Yu Fan! Come on! ¡± ¡°come on! Overtake him! ¡± ¡°almost¨C too much! Ah, one more! One more than the top two! ¡± Yu Fan surpassed the second place amid a crowd of cheers. The faster you get to the finish line, the faster Yu Fan runs¨C. When he was shoulder to shoulder with the first one, the whole class was shocked and silent. The two crossed the finish line at about the same time. The two classes were silent for a while, and the grandstand floated a sentence: ¡°who is the first? Who is number one?! ¡± After exchanging their opinions, the two referees announced: ¡°Class Seven!¡± Class 7 are boiling in an instant! The finish line was very close to the grandstand of his class. Wang Luan came up and sat down to have a rest after running. Hearing the result, he excitedly got up and hit the buttocks of the people next to him. ¡°Ha! Eat my brother¡¯s fart! ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­.¡± Yu Fan ran a few steps across the finish line before he stopped. he was listening to the results, bending with his back to the grandstand and gasping silently with his hands on his knees. The school uniform was affixed to his back, sketching his thin figure and his shoulders fluctuating with his breath. At the same time he stopped, several girls on the side of the runway almost wanted to come forward at the same time, and they were a little embarrassed after meeting each other¡¯s eyes. Wang Luan is relieving his breath. He sat in the grandstand and counted: ¡°Fuck, Yu Fan is very good. There can be three water delivers in every 400 meters of the track.¡± Zuo Kuan said sour: ¡°If I were a woman, I would bring water, too. ¡± Wang Luan stretched his head: ¡°Hey, the girl from Class 4 was there, too. Didn¡¯t she had a crush on my brother before.¡±¡­ ¡± Chen Jingshen glancecd and suddenly said, ¡°Even with unrequited love you can bring water?¡± ¡°Ah?¡± Wang Luan was fooled for a moment, ¡°It¡¯s all right, what¡¯s the matter?¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°Wang Luan!¡± Gao Shi shouted to him from below, ¡°come down! We are going to sign on the playground! ¡± ¡°coming!¡± Wang Luan casually put the potato chips on the ground, ran quickly down the steps, and followed Gao Shi to the referee¡¯s bench to sign his name. A figure hurried past behind him. Chen Jingshen walked down the steps, bent down and took a bottle of water out of the box. He walked towards the runway without looking back. ¡°Classmate Yu, are you all right? Would you like some water? ¡± The third girl who delivered the water handed it over and glanced shyly at Yu Fan. The boy hung his head awkwardly, avoiding looking at her. She plucked up the courage and continued, ¡°I¡¯ve been cheering you up when you were running. I don¡¯t know if you listened.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°Sorry.¡± Yu Fan stiffly said for the third time today, ¡°I¡¯m not thirsty.¡± Although he refused, his voice was still mild and his tone was different from that of his usual self-criticism. The girl suddenly felt that Yu Fan was not as fierce as he was rumored to be, and she might have a little hope. She held the water a little harder: ¡°that.¡± A dark shadow hung over her head. The girl was stupefied, and subconsciously looked back-to see the face of the person ranked first in the grade. Chen Jingshen raised his hand and handed the water to Yu Fan. He just opened his mouth: ¡°Yu¨C¡± ¡°Get away.¡± The man who had been hanging his head suddenly looked up, scowled coldly, and uttered a word ferociously. ¡°?¡± The girl shook a little. And then silently drew back her water. CH 20 Yu Fan smashed his food into people¡¯s faces when he entered the first year of senior high school, and he became famous. He was so handsome in the 400-meter relay that it became an uproar at school. So on the second day of the sports meeting, when he casually put on his coat and walked into the playground, most of the people on the playground were looking at him. Without looking up, he walked impassively all the way to the grandstand of his class. People come to check their attendance at the sports meeting in their school every two hours, and people who have no events have to come and sit in the stands. There are awards and photos to be taken today, and even the seats in the stands have to be arranged according to height. When Wang Luan saw him, he was happy: ¡°Yu Fan, are you a thief? Isn¡¯t it hot? ¡± He is not afraid of the sun, his eyes have been hist by the sunlight for a long time, and it is easy for him not to sleep. Today, there are few projects, there are a lot of people in the stands, and it¡¯s a little crowded to sit. As soon as Yu Fan sat down, he smelled the faint detergent fragrance of the person next to him, perhaps with peppermint, and he felt a little cooler when he smelled it. He couldn¡¯t help glancing aside. Chen Jingshen leaned back against the wall, because the space was too crowded, his long legs bent half open, and he was bowing his head to play with his mobile phone. Zuo Kuan was squeezed next to Wang Luan, wearing a cap on his head. Seeing Yu Fan coming, he leaned forward slightly and finally couldn¡¯t help asking the question that he had been holding back all night: ¡°Yu Fan, have you practiced before? You ran too hard yesterday. ¡± Yu Fan gave a faint hum. Taking his home as the starting point, he did not know how many times he had run all the routes in the southeast and northwest. After running for more than two years, if he is caught, he will be beaten, of course anyone who can experienced it will be trained. ¡°I mean. All the sports students in our class are autistic by you. ¡± Yu Fan frowned: ¡°Why are you in our class again? go back, it¡¯s crowded to death.¡± ¡°Shh, shh, shh.¡± Zuo Kuan gestured to him and said, ¡°my phone has been taken away. Come and see something with Wang Luan. If you sleep, we won¡¯t disturb you. ¡± Even if there is one more person or one less person, he still has to sleep. Yu Fan endured the heat, put his coat over his face and leaned against the wall to close his eyes. Chen Jingshen is reading the mobile phone message. [mom: aunt said, you go to school today? ]. Mom: didn¡¯t I say that since it¡¯s just sports program, I would ask your teacher for leave and youw would stay at home for self-study. It¡¯s just a waste of time when you go. ]. Chen Jingshen dropped his eyelids and was silent for a moment. He had just typed two words on the keyboard and when something suddenly sank on his shoulder. He was stunned, bowed his head and saw the crumpled school uniform coat. The head wrapped in the school uniform coat automatically found a comfortable position for himself, leaned against it for a while, and rubbed it up again. Chen Jingshen stared at the head for a while, then threw the phone lock screen into the schoolbag and moved his shoulder down to make the person next to him sleep more comfortably. This is what Wu Jing saw when he looked back with the question bank. He had no idea about a problem he had calculated for a long time. Zhuang Xingqin went to participate in the teacher¡¯s relay project. he thought about it and decided to ask high achiever for help. He saw two boys next to each other. Chen Jingshen sat in a rare hunchback, but he looked a little more casual. A person almost fell on Chen Jingshen, wearing a school uniform coat on his head. For a moment, he thought it was a bit like the picture of newlyweds living next to each other in bed when the ancients got married. Wu Jing was waiting when he suddenly caught Chen Jingshen¡¯s line of sight. He saw the opposite side glanced at him without expression, and then glanced at the question bank in his hand. And then turned his eyes coldly away. ¡°¡­¡± Wu Jing sat back with his exercise-book in his arms. The man¡¯s sixth sense tells him that high achiever doesn¡¯t want to talk to him now. ¡­¡­. Yu Fan was woken up by two person¡¯s laughter. He moved his head impatiently, and he felt his body tilted, and the feeling of falling made his heart jump¨C. A hand pressed on his forehead in time, holding him back in place. When Yu Fan opened his coat and raised his eyes to a sharp jaw line, the whole person was still a little blurred. Feeling the movement, the owner of the jaw line bowed his head and looked him in the eye. Yu Fan¡¯s head couldn¡¯t turn around. He stared at Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyelashes for a while: ¡°are you smiling?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°No.¡± Shit, why does this man still have a tremor when he speaks? Yu Fan twisted his eyebrows: ¡°Why are you so close to me?¡± ¡°maybe it¡¯s because,¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°you lean on my shoulder?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jumped and finally woke up. Fuck. He sat upright with his school uniform coat in his arms. The school uniform was pulled too hard, his hair was messy, and he looked a little dumb. ¡°you didn¡¯t wake me up?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t change his face. ¡°you told me to shut up, or you¡¯ll hit me.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan already expected that this is what he would say. He leaned back and rubbed his eyes. Two more laughter came from the side. Yu Fan turned his head unbearably: ¡°what are you laughing at?¡± Wang Luan was startled: ¡°am I bothering you?¡± ¡°Fuck, it¡¯s all Wang Luan laughing.¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°We are watching live.¡± The two men put their coats on their hands and looked at the live for most of the day. Yu Fan ignored them. He raised his hand and grabbed a handful of hair. Yu Fan glanced at the person next to him. Chen Jingshen has returned to his original sitting position and is playing Sudoku with his mobile phone. Seeing that he was awake, Wang Luan simply sent the cell phone to him. ¡°Yu Fan, it¡¯s so fucking funny. I just watched the live broadcast with Zuo Kuan¡¯s live room account. Boy, his account is all about female anchors. I¡¯ll click on one at random. Look at this scale. ¡± Yu Fan took a look, frowned immediately and was just about to tell him to take it away. Zuo Kuan blushed and scolded: ¡°Don¡¯t you watch female anchors?¡± ¡°then I¡¯m sure I don¡¯t see as much as you.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°not to mention Yu Fan, he doesn¡¯t¨C¡± Chen Jingshen suddenly looked up from Sudoku and looked over with little expression. Yu Fan was stared at, and in an instant, he suddenly remembered how hard he had blown out before. The words in his mouth made a big turn: Yu Fan: ¡°I watch.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± Yu Fan leaned against the wall and stressed, ¡°I love watching it.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zuo Kuan also froze: ¡°really, really?¡± I can¡¯t see it. ¡± ¡°the anchor danced well,¡± Yu Fan took out his cell phone. ¡°what¡¯s her name? Let me follow her. ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°Xianni ¡­¡­ ¡± With a sound, Yu Fan moved his finger to find the anchor. He thought for a moment, sat up straight and moved his phone down a bit. Then press follow. A pop-up window jumped out unexpectedly¨C. Ding ~ follow success! Xianni has become your 132nd person you follow and the second beautiful anchor you follow! Click here to see more beautiful anchors! ^-^]. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­?¡± Huh? This? What is this? Yu Fan held his cell phone and froze in the same place. Zuo Kuan, who was stretching his head, was also confused: ¡°Brother, there are only two female anchors in 132 followings, you tease me.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°who else?¡± Wang Luan said, cheap to click on Yu Fan¡¯s follow-up list. The name of the hostess who followed in the Internet bar last time popped up. ¡°shit, this is not an anchorwoman.¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°this woman only plays games, does not dance or sing, and is called a water friend or a brother. No one looks at her in a serious way. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan returned to his mind: ¡°indeed. I told you, when did you see a woman anchor? Last time we were in an Internet bar, the man in the computer next door was watching the female anchor dance. Didn¡¯t you just get up and change computer? ¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t.¡± Wang Luan remembered something and said to Zuo Kuan, ¡°once, when he entered the wrong studio, the hostess read his ID and called him brother. Boy, my brother just got off the stream.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan was thinking about the feasibility of kicking the two people down, when suddenly a short laugh came from the side. ? Chen Jingshen, how can you laugh? ¡°you -¡± Yu Fan turned back in exasperation, thought of countless words in his head, and suddenly put out the fire after catching up with Chen Jingshen¡¯s line of sight. Chen Jingshen¡¯s lips are very thin, and there is only a faint arc in the corner of his mouth. He looks cold when he is not smiling, and laughs. Like a fine snow on a sunny day. The dark eyes swept over from the end of his eyes and was looking at him quietly. Yu Fan opened his mouth and got a little stuttered. Chen Jingshen waited for a while: ¡°Hmm?¡± Yu Fan: ¡± Don¡¯t laugh. ¡± Chen Jingshen, ¡°Ok.¡± As soon as the words were over, Gao Shi asked Chen Jingshen under the steps to receive yesterday¡¯s 3000-meter award. After the man left, Yu Fan sat for a while and then lay back in silence. ¡°Yu Fan, would you like to go to the canteen to buy something to eat while Zhuang Xingqin is away?¡± Wang Luan asked. ¡°No.¡± ¡°didn¡¯t you get enough sleep? You are not in high spirits. ¡± Yu Fan ignored him. Until Chen Jingshen could not be seen from the angle of the grandstand, Yu Fan raised the back of his hand to block his eyes. Tsk. I didn¡¯t play well just now. CH 21 The sports meeting lasted for two days, followed by a weekend. When he went to school on Monday, the relaxed atmosphere in the class had not gone away. Yu Fan was caught in the classroom. The second sports meeting in the class won the third place in the grade, and got a lot of awards for large and small events. Zhuang Xingqin early in the morning in order to paste some of them on the wall at the back of the classroom. Zhuang Xingqin raised his head and commanded, ¡°A little to the left¡­too left, crooked ¡­ Do you have a sense of balance or not? Your classmate Chen Jingshen posted it much more properly.¡± Yu Fan stood on the chair, holding the two corners of the award, feeling like a fool: ¡°then why don¡¯t you just let him post it all?¡± ¡°everyone gets his own award, and he has to post it himself.¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°maybe you can only get a certificate after three years in high school. Stick it properly and don¡¯t break it!¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan finished posting the award of the second place in the long jump and was stuffed with the first place in the relay by Zhuang Xingqin and he asked him to paste it. Yu Fan adjusted it dozens of times according to hid wishes, and finally posted it according to Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s satisfaction. He was just about to go when he caught a glimpse of Chen Jingshen¡¯s award of three thousand meters next to the relay. After tossing about for a long time, Yu Fan could not help asking for trouble: ¡°Why should the second place be posted on the top with the first placee?¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°I have never rejected you with being on the same place as him because of your grades.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°all right, hurry up.¡± When Yu Fan returned to his seat, Chen Jingshen was giving a lecture to a boy. Yu Fan doesn¡¯t know the boy but he only remembers him asking Chen Jingshen. They haven¡¯t spoken to each other so far. Yu Fan walked past, and before he could open his mouth, Chen Jingshen got up and made room for him. Wu Jing, who asked the question, secretly looked up, and the school bully skillfully threw his cell phone into the desk, skillfully spread the school uniform on the desk, and skillfully lay down to sleep. He was in the top class in middle and high school, and to be honest, he seldom saw such a student. He always sleeps in class and talks back to the teacher, and sometimes he bumped into them smoking in the toilet. He is a little afraid of metaphorical complexity, but also finds it novel. ¡°do you understand?¡± Chen Jingshen raised his eyes, caught his line of sight, and spoke quietly. ¡°Ah.¡± Wu Jing immediately returned to his senses, ¡°I get it. Thank you, high achiever!¡± ¡°as a matter of fact, I have another problem that I don¡¯t know very well, but I¡¯m going to study by myself soon.¡± Wu Jing smiled, looked up and said sincerely, ¡°for example, let¡¯s just talk about it if we became desk mates.¡± Chen Jingshen covered his pen and looked at him impassively. For a moment, Wu Jing saw the words ¡°are you done?¡± written on his face. Just say it and go. So he got up with the question bank in his arms and said, ¡°Thank you, high achiever. I¡¯m back to my seat.¡± . In math class, Zhuang Xingqin stood on the podium and announced the mid-term exam. The class was wailing. ¡°come on, come on.¡± ¡°Why are we doing to take the exam again?¡± ¡°what? Didn¡¯t we just start school yesterday? Do we have to take the mid-term exam? ¡± Wang Luan has the loudest voice. He pinched the chalk in half with one hand and threw one half at Wang Luan and the other half at the head lying on his stomach in the back row. After Yu Fan¡¯s face was hit and he sat up with his eyes closed, he went on. ¡°Why are you shouting? When you are in the third year of high school, you need to take the exam at least twice a month. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin pointed to the wall, ¡°but don¡¯t be discouraged. If you think about it, you can go from the last to the third in the sports meeting. Can¡¯t you do the same with the mid-term exam? ¡± The class was silent for a while. Wang Luan: ¡± Yu Fan can win the first and second place in the Games. What can you expect from him in the exam?¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°¡­¡­¡± He closed his eyes saying nothing, there is no intention of rebuttal. Zhang Xianjing propped spoke: ¡°teacher, the average score of the last grade exam in our class was not the last.¡± ¡°how much is that?¡± Wu Jing couldn¡¯t help it. ¡°third to last.¡± ¡°all right, it¡¯s just a matter of some sort of thing. I¡¯ll tell you in advance that there will be a parents¡¯ meeting after the exam, so you can figure it out for yourself. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°and about seats.¡± ¡°A lot of students have problems with the current seats, and even some parents have told it to me. So after the next mid-term exam, I will make reference to the fluctuation of your scores and adjust your position a little. ¡± ¡°Finally, some students-Yu Fan, open your eyes for me ¡­ some students, if they still give up on themselves and don¡¯t even want to write multiple-choice questions, then I can only take him to the podium and sit alone.¡± Roll call, but not a full roll call. As soon as he had finished the lesson, Wang Luan immediately rushed out of class. ¡°Damn it, I¡¯m sure,¡± he said in a low voice, glancing resentfully at the disciplinary board. ¡°among the people who went to visit Zhuang Xingqin and asked for a change of seats, one must have been my desk mate!¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°do not blame others, who told you to sleep in class every day.¡± ¡°what¡¯s wrong with that? I didn¡¯t bother him. Besides, Yu Fan also sleeps in class every day. Does high achiever have a problem with that? ¡± Wang Luan asked, ¡°right, high achiever?¡± There was no answer. Wang Luan turned his head and Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes to do the problem. His knuckles held the pen, the corners of his mouth were cold, and his sharp eyebrows always made him look cold when he was silent. ¡°is it the same? Yu Fan doesn¡¯t snore when he sleeps.¡± Zhang Xianjing pulled her hair. ¡°besides, do you want to sit with the disciplinary commissioner?¡± ¡°My name appears so frequently in his discipline book that I wish I could stay away from him-but he couldn¡¯t help but take the initiative to change positions with the teacher, which made me lose face.¡± Zhang Xianjing ignored him When she remembered something, she suddenly touched her own table: ¡°Just now the teacher said that the parents of some students asked to change seats. It can¡¯t be your mother, is it?¡± Your mother didn¡¯t like me sitting with you last semester. Whoo. ¡± Ke Ting was stupefied for a moment, then quickly regained her wooden look and whispered, ¡°No, I told my mother that we didn¡¯t sit together this semester.¡± ¡°that¡¯s fine.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Who is it? Satisfied, Zhang Xianjing said to another person who had been silent, ¡°Yu Fan, what are your plans?¡± Yu Fan leaned on the chair, and raised his eyes: ¡°what?¡± ¡°didn¡¯t you listen to what the teacher said? If you fail the exam again, you will be move to the podium and sit on it. ¡± She heard Yu Fan put the pen gently on the table. Yu Fanben wanted to say that it was a bluff. Zhuang Xingqin said several times that he would put him on the podium. Two years later, he was still sitting with the other students. Zhuang Xingqin doesn¡¯t like to do something special. But he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue back. Yu Fan raised his head and looked at the podium. Wang Luan: ¡°what are you talking about?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°which side of the podium?¡± ¡°,,.¡± The person next to him suddenly got up, and the table and chair made a sound, symbolizing a sense of complexity. He could only catch Chen Jingshen¡¯s cold side face. Chen Jingshen got up and left the classroom without saying a word. It is obvious that Chen Jingshen¡¯s expression just now is no different from that of usual, but Yu Fan has a subtle feeling that Chen Jingshen is not in a bad mood. ¡°but it¡¯s too inconvenient to sit in the front and play with your cell phone, right Yu Fan? ¡± Wang Luan called him, ¡°what are you doing?¡± Yu Fan took back his head: ¡°Nothing.¡± Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t go back until the bell rang in class. When he got back, his expression was even colder, and he even pulled out his physics textbook in the face of the Chinese teacher. The Chinese teacher explained classical Chinese on the stage. She has a gentle voice and a slow tone, which is very helpful to sleep. Yu Fan¡¯s nerves, which had just been twisted half a class by Zhuang Xingqin, soon relaxed. He moved his chair back and fell back on his stomach, and in a few minutes drowsiness swept back. ¡­¡­. He was suddenly hit on the shoulder when he was about to fall asleep. Yu Fan slept shallowly and raised his head from his arms almost conditionally. The hair on his forehead tilted up in a mess, frowning in the direction he had been hit¨C. Chen Jingshen sat in a straight posture, his arms bent, slightly crossing the line between the two desks. He didn¡¯t seem to notice Yu Fan¡¯s eyes and was bowing his head to take notes. Unintentionally? It¡¯s not impossible to hit into someone with long hands and long feet once in a while. Yu Fan put up with it and rubbed his eyes to lie down again. Two minutes later, the sound of the water bottle landing pulled Yu Fan back from outer space. He looked up, opened one eye, reached his table and bent over to pick up the water bottle and put it back on the table. ¡°,,.¡± It took a while. Yu Fan looked up from the dull sound and stared at Chen Jingshen with clenched teeth. Chen Jingshen opened the book of classical Chinese notes on the table that was thicker than the brick and drew a key point on it without looking up. Yu Fan¡¯s drowsiness was driven to Spain. It was like he was saying, I didn¡¯t hit you instentionly, I just want to save face for the Chinese teacher. Yu Fan rubbed his face, sat up gloomily, picked up his cell phone, turned on the gluttonous snake, and bit the enemy¡¯s little snake, Chen Jingshen. He had just eaten a very long Chen Jingshen, when Yu Fan caught a glimpse of the man next to him picking up the brick and trying to put it back in the drawer. On the way, the brick ¡°accidentally¡± ran into Yu Fan¡¯s Chinese textbook, which Yu Fang took out as a cover. The textbook fell off and accurately hit his mobile phone. Yu Fan did not hold it steady. With a click, the mobile phone fell to the ground. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± There was a lot of noise, and the whole class ¡°turned back¡±. The Chinese teacher, who was writing on the blackboard, turned very slowly, her willow eyebrows twisted gently, looking angry and aggrieved. ¡°I don¡¯t think your temper is enough to cause disturbance.¡± She said, ¡°the last group, the in the last row, Student Yu and Student Chen, please pick up your textbooks and stand in front of the blackboard.¡± Yu Fan: ¡­ Wang Luan wanted to amuse his brothers who passed by him, but when he saw his grave face, he quickly shut up. With the two of them standing, the Chinese teacher went back to writing on the blackboard with satisfaction. Yu Fan pinched the textbook, closed his eyes, and just said to himself in his heart, ¡°it¡¯s illegal to kill people-¡± ¡°The number of pages is wrong ¡°The teacher is talking about page 47.¡± ¡°Chen Jingshen,¡± Yu Fan grinds his teeth. ¡°Come to the toilet with me in class.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°If you open page 47, I will go to the toilet with you.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°It¡¯s a bit difficult to learn mathematics without foundation. You may be able to understand the new text in Chinese. ¡± Yu Fan twisted his eyebrow inexplicably: ¡°Chen Jingshen, what do you want to do?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I want to sit with someone I love secretly all the time.¡± ¡°¡­¡± There¡¯s no sound next to him. Chen Jingshen turned his head, facing Yu Fan¡¯s murderous eyes and red ears. ¡°what¡¯s the matter?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I never said I like you.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan stared at the classical Chinese in front of him and pinched the Chinese textbook. Oh, shit. I can¡¯t even stand him for a day. Can I take the mid-term exam tomorrow? CH 22 Yu Fan did not speak to Chen Jingshen for two days in a row. Of course, he didn¡¯t sleep either. He didn¡¯t play computer games either. Wang Luan watched him for two days in a row and could not help shaking his head and sighing: ¡°even Yu Fan has begun to listen to lectures, but why are we not qualified to work hard?¡± It was recess time, and Yu Fan was staring at the bird outside the window. Sensitive to the fact that the people around him had is talking about him studying, Yu Fan immediately turned his head back and said, ¡°who said I was listening?¡± Wang Luan leaned on the back of Zhang Xianjing¡¯s chair: ¡°you haven¡¯t played computer or slept in the past two days. What are you doing at the lecture?¡± ¡°meditate.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Zhang Xianjing turned her head and said, ¡°Wang Luan, didn¡¯t you say you want to turn over a new leaf in the past two weeks? Why are you still looking for someone to play games in the group chat every night? ¡± ¡°I wanted to change, but math didn¡¯t give me the chance. I can¡¯t do ten out of ten questions in the exercise book. I can¡¯t even understand the word problem. I might as well drop out of school. ¡± ¡°it¡¯s not disagreeable.¡± ¡°¡­¡± After chatting a few words, Wang Luan glanced at Chen Jingshen for the first time. Finally, the man who had been working on the problem put down his pen and was ready to reach for the water on the table. Wang Luan snatched the water bottle! Then he unscrewed the lid in the surprised eyes of several people and handed it to Chen Jingshen. ¡°drink it, high achiever!¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Chen Jingshen also paused for a moment, and it took two seconds for him to reach for the water. ¡°thank you.¡± He said, ¡°what is it?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°in fact, there is no big deal, but since you have asked, I will tell you.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°¡­¡± ¡°it¡¯s like this, high achiever. My father plays baseball. You know. If I fail in the mid-term exam again, the parents¡¯ meeting will be the time for me to leave the world. It doesn¡¯t matter if I am beaten or not, but I may be kicked out of the house without any pocket money. ¡± Wang Luan paused and said tentatively, ¡°then I thought, I seem to have heard someone say, in your top-ranked examination rooms, the invigilators don¡¯t seem to be too strict. ¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°what do you want, Wang Luan? do you want high achiever to help you cheat?¡± ¡± Is it OK¨C but if you can, you can send me a copy, too? ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± In your dreams. A person like Chen Jingshen, even if the person he likes peeks at his test paper, he can¡¯t wait to put ten bricks on the test paper, and you want him to help you cheat? ¡°No.¡± Chen Jingshen said. See. Yu Fan twirled his pen and hummed coldly. Wang Luan wilted back: ¡°atleast I tried my luck.¡± ¡°but I can write the key points for you.¡± ¡°Huh?¡± Wang Luan was stupefied. ¡°You can¡¯t understand the problem. You must have chosen the wrong exercise book.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°What is your score in math last time?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°Hey, I did extremely well at the end of the last term and got a full 61 points in the exam!¡± ¡± What exercise books are you working on? ¡± ¡°Better Chinese Mathematical Thoughts and Methods.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Ke Ting, who was always listening in silence, couldn¡¯t bear it any longer. She turned her head and whispered, ¡°There¡¯s a lot of competition questions in there.¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°Why do you think you deserve a guidance book with such a name?¡± Yu Fan also wanted to ask. ¡°how can I know? After walking around the bookstore, I thought the title of the book was so good that I bought it. ¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°high achiever, what kind of exercise book do you think suits me?¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°did you bring the final exam paper from last time?¡± ¡°Hey, hey, I¡¯m afraid my father will beat me up again. I didn¡¯t bring it home. I hid them at school during the winter vacation.¡± ¡°Let me see.¡± Chen Jingshen roughly flipped through the papers, then tore up a piece and wrote him the titles of several exercise books. Wang Luan took a look at it and read the words in his mouth: ¡°I want to learn and see what you wrote . Let me see.¡± 2017 must do exercises in middle school, summary of mathematics knowledge points in the middle school, stupid birds fly first evolutionary version 2017. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± What do you mean? Why is he an evolutionary version? Yu Fan moved his lips for a moment, but at last he didn¡¯t say anything. He turned his head and look out of the window to watch the birds. ¡°all right, I¡¯ll go back and buy it.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°high achiever, how did you know about these workbooks?¡± ¡°I have checked.¡± ¡°are you still looking into this? Is it difficult for you to be bad at math? ¡± Ke Ting thought that if you paid attention to the grade ranking table, you wouldn¡¯t ask such a question. ¡°No.¡± For a long time, Chen Jingshen understated, ¡°I checked it for someone else.¡± The bird turned around and flew away. Yu Fan stared at the bare branch and gave a light tut. -. On the way back from school, Yu Fan bought a wonton. As the temperature has picked up recently, he is too lazy to heat himself up. When he returned to the community, he heard the sound of mahjong in the door, his expression changed slightly, and the action of pulling out the key came to a standstill. For a moment, he felt that someone was staring at him. Yu Fan turned his head and looked up with his head protruding from the corner of the stairs. The little girl sat on the steps, poked her head and blinked at him. Seeing Yu Fan suddenly raise his legs and walk past, she was at a loss what to do. Yu Fan took two or three steps and then squatted down as he did last time. ¡°what are you doing here?¡± He glanced at the schoolbag behind the other party and asked. ¡°Mom and Dad haven¡¯t go home. ¡± When the little girl finished, her stomach suddenly made a sound softly. She covered her stomach and blushed a little. Yu Fan hummed, picked up his fingers and put the wonton next to her: ¡°eat.¡± With that, he got up and got ready to go down, when the corner of his clothes was suddenly held. The little girl looked back at him, then turned her head and looked at Yu Fan¡¯s door. Before she could speak, Yu Fan lifted his head and rubbed her hair twice at random. Then he went downstairs, unlocked it with the key and entered the house. Inside, several big men are playing mahjong around the table. When they heard the noise, they turned back and looked at the figure with a cold face, then their movements and voices could not help but lighten up a little. Only Yu Kaiming, saw him and deliberately turn up the volume of his voice. Yu Fan turned a blind eye went to his room and locked the door. There was no communication between father and son. ¡°Brother Ming, is this your son? He look so handsome, why are you so fierce? You don¡¯t call him when he enter the house. Did you quarrel or something?¡± ¡°It¡¯s the first time you met his son, right?¡± Another person was used to it, ¡°It¡¯s not easy for him to have such a relationship with his son.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t pay any attention to him. I¡¯m used to it.¡± Yu Kaiming pushed the card and said, ¡°Done!¡± Before long, the door was opened again. Yu Fan came out from the inside, and he changed his clothes, obviously just finished taking a bath in it. Yu Kaiming smoked his cigarette and glanced at him: ¡°where are you going at night?¡± Yu Fan ignored him and went to the porch to put on his shoes. ¡°I¡¯m fucking talking to you.¡± Yu Kaiming patted the table. Yu Fan opened the door and went out. Yu Kaiming was so angry that he was about to swear when he saw Yu Fan¡¯s move to go out and suddenly paused, and then looked back coldly. ¡°Yu Kaiming, let me remind you.¡± He said coldly, ¡°Don¡¯t you dare open my door again,or else I¡¯ll knock your front teeth out.¡± With that, Yu Fan closed the door and left. There was a ten-second silence in the room. Yu Kaiming wrung out the cigarette and burst into flames: ¡°Damn it, if I won¡¯t cut off his mouth today.¡± ¡°No, no, no, no!¡± The next person immediately went up and pulled him, ¡°the child is just talking nonsense, there is no need to argue with him ¡­¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°No, no, no.¡± Yu Kaiming didn¡¯t really dare to catch up. After he was stopped, he put on airs for a while, and then sat back. ¡°I¡¯m telling you, Brother Ming, the way to treat children is not good. I¡¯ll teach you, if you stop sending him living expenses for one and half a month, after a while he will be obedient. ¡± Yu Kaiming laughed and threw out the mahjong tiles: ¡°it¡¯s stupid to give him living expenses.¡± ¡°Ah?¡± The man was stunned. ¡°You are not giving him money? Then where does he get the money to pay for his living expenses? ¡± Yu Kaiming exhaled a puff of smoke: ¡°his grandfather and his mother left some for him when they left.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law¡­ Did she leave early? Is it illness, or what?¡± At the mention of this, Yu Kaiming¡¯s eyes were bleak and cold. The man next to him whispered, ¡°No, she ran away with someone a long time ago.¡± ¡°Bah!¡± Yu Kaiming turned to spit and scolded, ¡°Stinky girl! Speaking of bad luck, you son of a bitch¡­¡± ¡°Don¡¯t talk about it anymore, why are you talking about those bad guys? Are you still playing cards?¡± ¨C Yu Fan went to the little broken Internet bar that he usually went to. There were no people in the Internet bar this time. He found a comfortable sofa and lay down and played games for a while. He picked a shooting game. In the game of a team of four, he insisted on playing solo, jumping in the most awkward place in the map, carrying a gun to the ground, being surrounded by others, and reopening a game, venting for an hour. The character in the game died a few times, and the phone on the table rang. It was Wang Luan who was in the discussion group @ him. The people in this discussion group are not fond of studying, they are all those who often smoke and play cards together. Wang Luan: @-Brother, are you in an Internet bar? I don¡¯t know how to long it¡¯s been since I see you online. ]. Wang Luan: damn it, I sent you ten messages in the game, and you didn¡¯t reply to me? -]. Yu Fan moved his finger and replied, ¡°I didn¡¯t see it¡±, and then threw the message to the group. After a while, he lay on the sofa and swiped up the chat record. Then he turned to an abrupt group message¡ª [Wang Luan invited S to join the group chat. ] ??? Why did he pull Chen Jingshen into the group? Are they going to talk about playing card or cigarette? Yu Fan frowned, and was too lazy to type. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t speak after entering the group. It is estimated that after entering, he saw Zuo Kuan and the others discussing where to skip class tomorrow, and directly blocked the group. [Wang Luan: Oh, I¡¯m just asking, but I just bought the exercise book recommended by high achiever, and I¡¯m about to fight. ¡¿ Yu Fan did not rreply. He threw the phone on the table and continued to enter the game solo. After fighting with people in the game for another hour, Yu Fan was just about to start the next game when he caught a glimpse of a group of people at the front desk. This group of people is like a group to play games, the people are loud, and they are ready to change stores after hearing the unconnected seats. Yu Fan glanced at the empty seats beside him, got up and got off. The night wind is cool. In the evening, the crowd is gradually increasing, and there are already night snack shops set up on the street, and the white mist rises, making this small street even more crowded. Yu Fan walked out of the door of the Internet bar, pulled out a cigarette in the next corner, and was about to light a fire. ¡°Woof-woof¨C¡± A muffled murmur. The sound is too close. Yu Fan still kept the action of lighting a cigarette. Subconsciously, he turned his head and saw a Doberman running towards him. The Doberman wears a metal muzzle, a leather collar and a leash. Yu Fan felt that the dog looked familiar, and before he could react, the dog rushed to him and tried to¨C. rubbed him on the leg. The dog seemed to be about to bite him, and the people next to him gave a scream of fear. But he did not move, but also hung his head and looked at the dog for a while. Yu Fan nibbled at the unlit cigarette and looked up along the dog¡¯s rope. Then he saw Chen Jingshen, who had a face that looked like he ran all over the town, and was led by the dog to run more than half the way. They were speechless for a while. Chen Jingshen: ¡°do me a favor¡±? Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± ¡°I can¡¯t hold it.¡± CH 23 Chen Jingshen was wearing a loose white sweater and black trousers, simple and casual. This is the first time for Yu Fan to see Chen Jingshen wearing clothes other than school uniforms. He¡¯s more pleasing to the eye than at school. The dog was still on Yu Fan¡¯s legs, swinging his tail just waiting for him to run. So Yu Fan stood and moved, biting his cigarette and vaguely asked, ¡°Why are you here?¡± ¡°Walking the dog.¡± Yu Fan glanced at the narrow street and the crowd around him: ¡°here?¡± ¡°I was in a nearby park.¡± Chen Jingshen seemed to be thinking, and there was some indescribable expression on the paralyzed face, ¡°then he brought me here.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan thought about the nearest park from here. This boy, was led by a dog for a race of 3000 meters? The Doberman looks fierce. Although he wears a muzzle and a rope, some passers-by are still frightened by it. The dog turned around Yu Fan¡¯s legs several times, and was limited by the muzzle, so that the sound he could make was heavy and small, a bit like a warning before predation. A little boy passed by, looked into the eye with the dog and immediately cried. ¡°Oh, the baby don¡¯t cry,¡± the mother next to him immediately hugged him, coaxed him twice, and then glanced at Yu Fan and reprimanded in a low voice. ¡°Don¡¯t walk the dog here, young man!¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± He twisted his eyebrow impatiently and stuffed the unlit cigarette holder back into the cigarette case. ¡°give me the leash of the dog.¡± Chen Jingshen handed out the rope to him and Yu Fan put his hand into the handle. The backs of the two hands were stuck for a second, and they were both cold. ¡°Stop keeping big dogs.¡± Yu Fan led the dog and threw back his head and said, ¡°keep up.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°okay.¡± After a few steps, the dog changed the other end of the rope and couldn¡¯t help looking back at his owner. Chen Jingshen dropped his eyes and shook his finger at it. The dog immediately ¡°whined¡± twice, wagging its tail and moving forward obediently. This street is full of food stalls all the way down, and there are more and more people in the evening. Yu Fan walked on the side of the road, trying to avoid people. Fortunately, the dog was not noisy and walked obediently against the wall. ¡°where are you going?¡± Asked the man behind him. Yu Fan: ¡°Away from here.¡± It¡¯s not appropriate to walk a dog in the snack street. After a while, the man behind him asked, ¡°Have you eaten dinner?¡± Yu Fan ignored him. Chen Jingshen: ¡°I haven¡¯t eaten anything.¡± ¡°then be hungry.¡± ¡°The dog needs to eat too.¡± The dog stopped as if it understood: ¡°Bark!¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen casually picked a noodle shop on the side of the road, fearing that the dog would scare people, so he went into the store and packed it. Yu Fan was holding the leash, one man and one dog stood guard outside the door, and the shop¡¯s mood suddenly deteriorated in the past ten minutes. After a while, Chen Jingshen came out with several bags in both hands. Yu Fan took a look and thought that he might want to open a full table for the dog. Yu Fan took them to a nearby artificial lake. There were benches all over the artificial lake. Yu Fan randomly picked one to sit down and looked lazily at the dog in front of him. Chen Jingshen sat down with him, and the dog immediately turned around and leaned against Chen Jingshen¡¯s leg. The dog looks like the picture and is well raised. Its ears stand high, and when it sits quietly, it has the aristocratic temperament that comes with it. Yu Fan stared intently, and the man next to him handed over a plastic bag. ¡°there is an extra bowl of noodles.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°that store have a buy one get one free.¡± Yu Fan even glanced at it: ¡°I won¡¯t eat. ¡± Goo. His belly made a sound. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Half a minute later, Yu Fan lifted the plastic lid. The smell of the food wafted out, and the dog could not sit still and stood there with a ¡°whine¡±. Chen Jingshen reached out and rubbed it: ¡°Don¡¯t bark.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s hands are long and white, his bones are obvious, and he can see a little slightly protruding blood vessels when he uses them. He has big hands, whether he is turning a pen or training a dog, a leisurely laziness can be seen. The hand moved up from the dog¡¯s neck and ended up on the metal muzzle. Chen Jingshen looked at him and said, ¡°do you mind?¡± Yu Fan returned to his mind and shook his head. Chen Jingshen took off his muzzle, and the dog immediately opened its mouth with a loud ¡°woof¡±. ¡°Don¡¯t bark or I¡¯ll put it on again.¡± Chen Jingshen patted the dog on the face and then said, ¡°it doesn¡¯t bite. It¡¯s just reassuring to passers-by.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Yu Fan cocked his legs and casually asked, ¡°is his name Yuan Yu?¡± ¡°Fan-Fan.¡± ¡°?¡± Fan-Fan didn¡¯t dare to call out when he heard his name, so he could only turn around beside Chen Jingshen¡¯s legs Yu Fan held the bowl and turned his head: ¡°what character does it¡¯s Fan mean?¡± Chen Jingshen was silent for a moment: ¡°the flowers but it means numerous flower.¡± ¡°.¡± It is normal for pets to use reduplicated words as their names. Traditional characters are rare, and they are not completely unpopular. If it were someone else, Yu Fan wouldn¡¯t think too much. But at the moment, he just felt that the name offended him a little bit¨C. Chen Jingshen looked at Yu Fan¡¯s face with the words saying ¡°are you a pervert?¡± and thought for a few seconds. ¡°it was sent when I was in primary school, and it was named at that time.¡± Chen Jingshen grabbed the collar around the dog¡¯s neck and said faintly, ¡°Fan-Fan, come here.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± Chen Jingshen scratched out the dog tag hanging around his neck with his fingers. Yu Fan squinted his eyes to see. Chen Jingshen¡¯s phone number is on the front of the dog tag. A line is written on the back: [Fan-Fan, 2011.12.29]. ¡°it¡¯s the date of shipment.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°he has it on every dog tag.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Okay. Yu Fan was not very comfortable and bowed his head and ate noodles. When the dog got something to eat, it kept spinning around its feet. Chen Jingshen grabbed its collar with one hand and reached into the bag for a while. Then he took out a tea egg. Yu Fan watched helplessly as he opened the eggshell and broke the egg. The egg white was stuffed into his mouth by himself, and it was the dog¡¯s turn to eat the egg yolk. Yu Fan: ¡°you just bought it an egg?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°Don¡¯t let him eat too much, or he can¡¯t hold it.¡± ¡°¡­¡± You have to be a loser to think his reason is good. The cold moon hangs high. There are occasional breezes by the lake, which are cozy and comfortable. After a bowl of noodles, Yu Fan¡¯s nerves that had been stretched all night were suddenly soothed by the wind. He just wants to smoke. Yu Fan endured, his shoulder slightly collapsed then he lazily said: ¡°look at it is not difficult to be pulled, how did you let it lead you here all the way?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t hold it when he¡¯s grumpy.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°but usually he is very good.¡± It¡¯s feel like the dog knows that they are talking about him, his feet trued to step on Chen Jingshen¡¯s leg. Chen Jingshen stretched out his legs and let him do it, and his hand naturally touched his body, bending his fingers and scratching it a few times. Ding. A crisp mobile phone prompt tone called Yu Fan back to his mind. Oh, shit. In the dark night, Yu Fan reached out and rubbed his face and hurriedly opened his cell phone. Wang Luan: the hard study is over. I am determined to relax. So are there still brothers playing games? ]. Wang Luan: @Brother are you no longer online and playing? ]. It was only then that Yu Fan came back. When he has finished eating, he is still sitting here with Chen Jingshen. ¡°I¡¯ll go back.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°can you take it back?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Yu Fan turned around: ¡°that¨C¡± ¡°wait a minute.¡± ¡°I just saw a bookstore around the corner and wanted to go in and buy a guidance book.¡± Chen Jingshen held the dog in one hand and looked at Yu Fan in the corner. ¡°can you take care of it for another five minutes?¡± At the door of the bookstore, one man and one dog stood. Yu Fan stood and waited for a while, then Yu Fan glanced down and looked at the dog. For a while, he squatted down and said to the dog, ¡°from now on, you bark loudly.¡± Fan-Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Louder.¡± Fan-Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan frowned: ¡°can you make a sound?¡± Fan-Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan thought he was sick, so he renamed the dog here. He straightened up and took out his cell phone to reply to Wang Luan ¡®s message just now. The dog sat obediently at his lap, his dark eyes wandering curiously on the pedestrians. The door of the bookstore was opened and the wind chimes swayed in the air. ¡°Fan- Fan.¡± Yu Fan turned his head subconsciously ¨C with the dog beside him. Chen Jingshen was looking at the dog, and when he felt his gaze, he turned his eyes and looked at him. Yu Fan: ¡°..¡± Turn your ass back? ¡°Bark-bark!¡± The dog responded happily hundreds of times louder in the direction of Chen Jingshen through the muzzle. Chen Jingshen walked over, and as soon as he called, he saw the man with a calm face and handed him the handle. ¡°take your dog away.¡± The tone is worse than the stinky expression on the face. Chen Jingshen said yes. Take the handle and put another slightly heavy plastic bag in the palm of his hand. ¡°As thanks for tonight.¡± Chen Jingshen said. Yu Fan looked at the ¡°stupid Bird Flying 2017¡± in the bag and said, ¡°you and your dog will be sent away tonight.¡± CH 24 After sending the boy and dog away, Yu Fan returned to the Internet cafe. ¡°Is there a computer available?¡± The owner of the Internet bar looked up from the computer: ¡°Yes.¡± ¡± Did you come back after dinner? ¡± Yu Fan gave a sound. The noodle shop chosen by Chen Jingshen is honest. A bowl of noodles weighs a lot, and there is a poached egg in the bottom of the bowl. He came back after walking around and his stomach was still swollen. ¡°Do you have a night package tonight?¡±The boss called the computer program and asked. ¡°Then that one.¡± ¡°Wait a minute. There are many places available today. I¡¯ll choose a comfortable one for you.¡± Yu Fan is form the same neighbor. Yu Fan often comes here, and the boss has more or less heard about his family. He couldn¡¯t help asking, ¡°Why don¡¯t you just stay at school?¡± ¡°I¡¯m too lazy to fix it.¡± ¡°¡­¡± There is a student dormitory in Nancheng No. 7 High School. However, due to the convenient location and convenient transportation of the school, coupled with the rule that boarding students must study in the evening, there are twice as many day students in their school as in other schools. Yu Fan was lying on the sofa and opened a shooting game. After playing a game, he suddenly felt lost in thought. I went out to blew some steam, but I didn¡¯t seem to want to fight so much. So Yu Fan casually clicked on a movie that he had heard the name, and when he was ready to get some sleep. He just closed his eyes and was woken up. The aunt came over with a cleaning cart, pointed to what was on his desk and asked, ¡°Little brother, is this a garbage bag?¡± The owner of the Internet bar was passing by, holding instant noodles for his guests. When she heard the noise, she looked over at Yu Fan. Yu Fan put things too casually, plastic bags were pitifully affixed to those books, and the books at the top were vaguely revealed. The boss saw the slogan on the book that read, ¡°Zero Foundation of Mathematics, choose for stupid birds to fly first!¡± . There is even a picture of a fat bird on the word ¡°stupid bird¡±. The boss saw Yu Fan¡¯s smelly face and stared at the bag with disgust. So he said firmly to the aunt, ¡°It¡¯s not his, but to other guest who stayed. Please put it on the counter for me, and see if anyone will pick it up later. ¡± The aunt is old and has poor eyesight. She nods, reached out and tried to get the bag. The other party is faster than her. ¡°Mine.¡± Yu Fan painstakingly took the things away and threw them behind him. His eyes flickered on the computer screen and said vaguely, ¡°Thank you, but don¡¯t throw it. ¡± ¨C Wang Luan was given an ultimatum by his father this time. He won¡¯t be given pocket money, confiscate his cell phones and restrict travel on weekends. So in class the next day, he ran to Chen Jingshen with exercise books in his arms. Wang Luan found that the information he got was very reliable. Although high achiever usually sayss a few words, the topic is unambiguous, easy to understand, and very detailed. It¡¯s even a little too detailed. ¡°high achiever, although my foundation is a little poor, I still understand the knowledge of the first year of junior high school. There is no need to waste your time telling me again.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°learn one more time and strengthen your memory.¡± ¡°¡­¡± After another question, Chen Jingshen leaned his pen against the table and made a clear sound, ¡°do you understand me?¡± At the same time, the sleeping deskmate beside him pulled his finger on his shoulder and clenched it into a fist. Wang Luan ¡®s heart shook with this hand and said in a small voice, ¡°High achiever, maybe our voice can be a little smaller? You look around so many students,let¡¯s not disturb other. ¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s volume remains the same, ¡°what¡¯s the other question?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Wang Lu¡¯an gently turned the page: ¡°this¨C¡± ¡°it¡¯s not over?¡± Yu Fan looked up from his arms and stared at Wang Luan ¡°Why, is there is a sign hanging in Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s office, which says, ¡®Wang Luan is not allowed to enter the house and ask questions?¡± ¡°I am eager to learn. And it¡¯s true that Zhuang Xingqin is not in his office. She has gone to attend a public lecture today. ¡± As Wang Luan said, he put his face together a little bit. ¡°Fuck, you look like that, what did you do last night? Ah, I have been surprised that the environment of the Internet bar near your home is so bad, how did you manage to stay there all night? ¡± Chen Jingshen looked down. The skin is cold, but it is obvious that there is more color on the body. At the moment, his under eyes were black and blue, his eyebrows drooping, and he didn¡¯t look very energetic. Feeling the eyes of the person next to him, Yu Fan wanted to bury his face back. He knows what he is like now. But then he thought¨C No, what¡¯s wrong with ugliness? Why his image infront of Chen Jingshen important? ¡°it¡¯s cheap,¡± Yu Fan said, frowning. ¡°it¡¯s not as bad as you said. There¡¯s a sofa.¡± As soon as something cold touched his forehead, Yu Fan¡¯s voice stopped abruptly. Chen Jingshen put his fingers together and probed his forehead. Yu Fan¡¯s disorderly hair was pushed aside by his fingers, revealing his eyes, which instantly reduced a bit of hostility. The two men were stupefied for a moment. It was not until Chen Jingshen moved his hand that Yu Fan regained his mind. He put his jaw on his arm, turned his head and said, ¡°are you¨C¡± ¡°you look the same now as you did last time.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°if you are weak, don¡¯t stay up all night.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± You, a man who can¡¯t even hold his own dog, have the right to talk about me? When Wang Luan saw Yu Fan, he was afraid that Chen Jingshen would say one more word, he would be pulled directly to the toilet alone by Yu Fan. So he immediately closed his exercise book: ¡°Last time? What last time? Why don¡¯t I know¨C Oh, Yu Fan, don¡¯t sleep. I asked Zuo Kuan to play in PE class. He probably already occupied the court.. ¡± -. No matter how many times the schedule is changed, Class 7 and Class 8 have two PE classes a week. So the ball is often asked between the two classes. When he saw them, Zuo Kuan complained: ¡°Why are you so slow? I waiteed for you.¡± ¡°the PE teacher disbanded slowly.¡± Wang Luan breathed a sigh of relief, ¡°I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to grab the stadium.¡± ¡°A man who just wanted to come and play badminton was driven away by me.¡± Zuo Kuang counted their numbers. ¡°Why are there only four of you?¡± Even one of them, with dishevelled hair, was walking lazily to the stone chair. Wang Luan: ¡°Yu Fan does not want to play, we are playing 3 against 3.¡± ¡°What 3, the five of us wants to play.¡± Zuo Kuan said. ¡°We used to be five, too, but Guan Fei went to training.¡± ¡°just find someone who doesn¡¯t dislike it, all right?¡± Zuo Kuan looked at Yu Fan, ¡°do you want to play? I¡¯ve got all the people here. ¡± Yu Fan yawned: ¡°whatever, call someone over.¡± In two minutes. Yu Fan looked at Chen Jingshen, who was pulled by Wang Luan, and turned his head: ¡°I won¡¯t play anymore.¡± ¡°Oh, keep your word.¡± Wang Luan caught him by the neck and whispered, ¡°there¡¯s no way. There¡¯s no one else. Make do with it. You¡¯re so strong, you should let class eight have a lead.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at the whispering figure of the two people close to each other. Wang Luan has a large skeleton, which makes the boy next to him thinner. For a long time, Yu Fan looked back with a straight face ignoring Chen Jingshen. Chen Jingshen, who was standing on the side, went straight into the stadium. Wang Luan followed closely. As he passed Chen Jingshen, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: ¡°high achiever, we discussed it. if you get the ball, pass it directly to the empty teammates around you, and don¡¯t bother to break through and shoot. ¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°No.¡± Zuo Kuan stood opposite Yu Fan, and he said with a smile, ¡°there is no one else in your class? I can¡¯t believe you brought Chen Jingshen here. If you bump into him,he won¡¯t tell the teacher, will you?¡± As he spoke, he glanced at Chen Jingshen. Chen Jingshen took off his school uniform coat he was wearing, leaving only a shirt. His sleeves are pulled up, which makes him look a little more agile than usual. ¡°you think you can still take care of him?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°Don¡¯t talk nonsense, play early and finish early. There will be many people later, and I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll lose face. ¡± ¡°shit, don¡¯t talk rubbish.¡± Zuo Kuan was happy. ¡°Other classes can¡¯t beat you, but the two sports students in our class are here this time. Are they still fucking afraid of you?¡± Zuo Kuan is really not afraid, he asked them to play in advance. Wang Luan, the only one whose figure has a bit of an advantage, can¡¯t run through two periods without wheezing. It¡¯s a good fight, and the people who should be on guard are on guard. Yu Fan withstood the pressure of two strong sports player, once again fake, three-step layup. The basketball fell to the ground through the frame. At the same time, Zhang Xianjing, who acted as a referee beside him, raised her arm in an ostentatious manner to show the end of the first quarter competition. Yu Fan picked up the ball and threw it to Zuo Kuan: ¡°how about more people to defend me?¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°Don¡¯t pretend. See the score for yourself. ¡± Wang Luan followed his voice to take a peek at the score and could not help but ¡°lean¡±. The basic goal of their class basketball game is to score by Yu Fan and Guan Fei. This time Guan Fei is not here, although Yu Fan is still scoring, but the two people defend him, results to him scoring less. Now that the first quarter is over, they are still two points behind. Break time. Wang Luan took a sip and said, ¡°Damn it, this time it¡¯s up to them. If Zuo Kuan is won, he will probably brag for a month. ¡± The first quarter was when they had the most strength, and the more they went on, the more tired their main force became, and it became more difficult to deal with the two sports students. ¡°you don¡¯t know who will win until you finish the game.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°Don¡¯t be lazy.¡± When he went back to the court, Yu Fan glanced aside. After a short period, everyone was sweating a little bit. Only Chen Jingshen, who was passing the ball the whole time, did not gasp for breath. Suddenly, Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes fell into him. Yu Fan quickly put aside his eyes and said, ¡°continue to pass the ball to me.¡± Until he returned to his position, Chen Jingshen did not respond, and his words just now went unanswered. At the beginning of the first quarter of the game, Yu Fan was still defended to death. Wang Luan broke through and only passed the ball back. He looked back and saw that the others were being guarded, and only a tall, thin figure stood there doing nothing. He didn¡¯t know if he should pass the balll. Zuo Kuan saw this and went to defense perfunctorily. He knew that the ball would probably be passed to Yu Fan again-Yu Fan himself thought the same way. After waiting for a few seconds without waiting for the ball, Yu Fan frowned and looked to the side in doubt. Chen Jingshen stood in place, dribbling with one hand, confronting Zuo Kuan. His palms are big, and every time the basketball bounced, it fits perfectly in the palm of his hand. In a second, the teenager leaned over, took the ball easily over the left, and took a few steps to shot. Swoosh! The ball went in smoothly Everyone else in the field: ¡°?¡± In fact, this is a very simple shoot. But when it comes to Chen Jingshen, it is a little surprising. ¡°high achiever.¡± Wang Luan was stunned and said, ¡°so you can play basketball?¡± Chen Jingshen picked up the ball, threw it to Zuo Kuan, and said faintly, ¡°A little bit.¡± Yu Fan took a look at Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes. No wonder every time Chen Jingshen passes the ball, he catches it. He should have said it sooner, instead of pretending not to play. Zuo Kuan was passed too suddenly, but also regained consciousness. He smiled and said, ¡± Then I¡¯ll score a point and guard against you. ¡± Two minutes later, he was once relaxed against Chen Jingshen. Zuo Kuan: ¡± I have to recognize your skills.¡± In the third section, Zuo Kuan¡¯s three consecutive shots were lightly blocked by Chen Jingshen. Zuo Kuan: ¡°ha.¡± Chen Jingshen carried the ball in one hand, ran him left and right like a monkey, then raised his hand, picked his fingers, and threw a three-pointer on the top of his forehead. Zuo Kuan: ¡°your mother.¡± In the last two minutes of the game, Zuo Kuan looked at the fury of 12 points behind his class. Losing is actually a common occurrence, and he loses even worse in the absence of these sports students in the class. But this time it made him feel particularly different¨C. Yu Fan himself is quite crazy, playing ball ruthlessly for a while. It made him feel good about losing. On the contrary, Chen Jingshen. The man has a cold and indifferent look when he plays ball. To put it simply, ¡°you do your best, but the other person easily beat you down without a face.¡± Zuo Kuan suddenly felt that he understood the mentality of being the last one in the grade. The last ball. Although there is no hope of winning, several people in Class 8 still recognize that they are playing. Chen Jingshen dribbled the ball in silence and raised the back of his hand to wipe off the sweat. Class eight was divided into a sports student to prevent him, and Zuo Kuan was watching him all the time. It was difficult for him to break through now. In an instant, he caught up with the line of sight of Yu Fan. The two looked at each other for less than a second and then withdrew their eyes by coincidence. Yu Fan wiped off the sweat from the corners of his eyes and slowly took two steps towards him. Chen Jingshen took the ball. He stood outside the three-point line for a second and then raised his hand. Zuo Kuan thought he was going to shoot a three-pointer and immediately looked for an opportunity to take off. Only to see Chen Jingshen glance at him, his hand suddenly drooping,, the ball was passed to the left¨C. The ball fell into Yu Fan¡¯s hands obediently. Zuo Kuan: ¡°fuck you.¡± The man smiled: ¡°but this game is really good.¡± Zuo Kuan strangely said, ¡°I didn¡¯t think Chen Jingshen would finally pass the ball, otherwise I must have blocked it, and I would never let Yu Fan be so compelled.¡± To tell you the truth, Yu Fan himself did not expect it. But the moment Chen Jingshen looked at him, he inexplicably understood. Yu Fan twirled his fingers and couldn¡¯t help glancing aside. Chen Jingshen sat quietly in his seat. He was sweaty, his hair was tightly huddled between his forehead, his shirt was dirty, and he was in a rare mess. But he was breathing smoothly and his face was pale. It¡¯s different from the tired people around him who gasp like dogs. Yu Fan did not intend to let Chen Jingshen follow. But Wang Luan said that after playing for such a long time, it was much more intense than that of three thousand meters, and he was afraid that Chen Jingshen would get dizzy as he walked. Yu Fan had deep experience and did not drive him away. Wang Luan exhaled a puff of air: ¡°Oh, I don¡¯t know if Sister Jing recorded the game. I¡¯ll ask later. ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°Don¡¯t think about it. She did the math and definitely recorded only two people.¡± . Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± He actually thought it made sense. ¡°high achiever,¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°how many years have you played basketball?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I haven¡¯t played for a long time.¡± ¡°You haven¡¯t played for a long time? The three-pointers are all shoot in the middle! ¡± ¡°Luck.¡± After smoking a cigarette, Zuo Kuan still felt that he had not had enough. So he took out his cigarette case and said, ¡°Yu Fan, don¡¯t you want one?¡± Yu Fan leaned one hand on the desk to play with his cell phone, lowered his head and shook his head. Hie eyes moved on the person on his left. His heart moved, his hand moved away, and the cigarette case moved to the man¡¯s eye. ¡°high achiever, would you like to try it?¡± Chen Jingshen raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but said nothing. Zuo Kuan smiled gently and said, ¡°I¡¯ve learned that it can help you relax when you¡¯re under a lot of pressure to study in the future.¡± Bang! The foot of the chair was kicked unexpectedly, and Zuo Kuan immediately moved back awkwardly. As soon as he was excited, he looked back and saw the cold look in his eyes. ¡°Hey, Zuo Kuan, this is your problem.¡± Wang Luan also twisted his eyebrow, ¡°you want to quit but can¡¯t quit, then also persuade people to touch it?¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°then I¡¯m asking politely. Everyone is smoking, and I¡¯m afraid high achiever thinks we don¡¯t welcome him. ¡± ¡°If you like smoking too much, put it in your nostrils and smoke it yourself.¡± Yu Fan got up and kicked Chen Jingshen¡¯s chair neither lightly nor seriously. ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± ¡­¡­. The first thing Wang Luan did when he returned to the room was to ask Zhang Xianjing if there was any video recording. Zhang Xianjing lived up to expectations and recorded it. ¡°what about me? Where am I? Why is the whole video High achiever and Yu Fan! ¡± Wang Luan denounced, ¡°We have such a close relationship that you don¡¯t even take a picture of me.¡± ¡°bullshit,¡± Zhang Xianjing pointed to the corner of the phone screen. ¡°look down and see if this is the tip of your shoe!¡± ¡°¡­¡± The two argued noisily. Just after playing a game, Yu Fan felt sleepy. He leaned back in his chair and bowed his head to continue his career of gluttonous snakes. The period of gluttony is relatively simple. He plays absent-mindedly and plays with a cigarette case in the other hand. He turned the box around several times and made a few noises. ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Chen Jingshen hung down on the desk with one hand, a pen in his finger, and gave a light call. Yu Fan was silent, but the operation of playing the game was a little slow. A few seconds later, there was no sound. Yu Fan twisted his eyebrows: ¡°say it.¡± Chen Jingshen looked down at what was in his hand: ¡°I will listen to you and won¡¯t pick up cigarette.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Did I talk to you? Why would you listen to me? ¡°so, to be fair, shouldn¡¯t you listen to me and stop smoking¨C¡± Yu Fan: ¡°shut up.¡±¡­ ¡± Knock, knock, knock. The next window was knocked with force. Yu Fan immediately pressed the phone into his thighs, turned his fingers skillfully in the other hand, put the cigarette case into the palm of his hand, and looked up¨C. Hu Pang was so menacing and he said through the window, ¡°look at the window!¡± He was followed by the Zuo Kuan gang. They looked restless and had just been caught. Yu Fan beat the window: ¡°what?¡± ¡°What do you think?¡± Hu Pang pointed behind him. ¡°you guys, did you just smoke in the experimental building?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°I didn¡¯t smoke.¡± ¡°Lying again, right?¡± Hu Pang took out his cell phone. ¡°A classmate specially sent me an anonymous text message to report it to me. Look, is this you?¡± Hearing the word ¡°report¡±, Yu Fan looked slightly cold and looked up. Unknown number: Director Hu, I would like to report Yu Fan, Wang Luan, Zuo Kuan. Many students smoke in the room of the experimental building. ]. Unknown number: Yu Fan smokes in school all the year round, which affects his classmates. There is a cigarette case in his drawer. I hope the director will find out in time. ]. [unknown number: [photo]]. There is only one person in the picture. Half of the body was exposed in the crack in the back door of the room. He sat lazily on his butt, surrounded by smoke. The picture is a little blurry, so the position should be a little far away. Yu Fan looked at it a few times: ¡°so, where is the cigarette?¡± Hu Pang: ¡°I¡¯ll look through myself.¡± ¡°Director, I told you, I smoked the cigarette myself, but no one else smoked it.¡± Zuo Kuan said behind him. ¡°come on, you think I¡¯ll believe it?¡± Hu Pang rubbed his eyebrows, raised his hand and pointed to his drawer. ¡°take out the things in your drawer, or take the initiative and take out the cigarette.¡± Yu Fan gave an impatient sight and reached into the drawer for something. His drawer was empty. When he went to draw the last textbook, his finger touched the innermost thing in the drawer, paused stiffly, and silently put it in a little more. ¡°your textbook is newer than the one in the office.¡± Hu Pang glanced at his desk. ¡°where¡¯s your pen?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°there is no pen.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Hu Pang¡¯s heart ached even more. He hung his head and looked at his drawer. ¡°Why is there anything in it? Take it out. ¡± ¡°that¡¯s not smoke.¡± ¡°what if it¡¯s just hidden there?¡± Hu Pang said, ¡°take it out.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan remained motionless. ¡°You want me to go in and see for myself, right?¡± Hu Pang threatened to come in. Oh, shit. Yu Fan took a deep breath, pulled out the innermost books and smashed them on the desk with a straight face. Hu Pang was frightened by a dull noise. ¡°do you still have a temper? How dare you smash the table in front of the director? ¡± His voice stopped abruptly after reading the title of the book. The others couldn¡¯t help looking at his desk¨C. ¡°stupid birds fly 2017 first edition¡±. ¡°Mathematics in junior high school must do exercises¡±. ¡°An English dictionary memorized by pupils.¡± Hu Pang: ¡°?¡± Others: ¡°?¡± He regrets it. Feeling the silence around me, Yu Fan was so humiliated that his ears were burning, thinking that he might as well just punish him and get out of here¨C. ¡°ahem.¡± Hu Pang coughed in shock. ¡°Good, good.¡± He said, ¡°turn your pocket out and have a look, and what are you doing with your other hand hanging over there?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± What kind of cigarette case do you play with? He was wondering where to tuck the cigarettes when the back of his hand was touched lightly. Before Yu Fan could react, an outstretched fingers had already fiddled with his hand, and the warm belly of his fingers swept gently in the palm of his hand and took over the box of cigarettes. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± CH 25 Their fingers were affixed to each other for a moment and soon separated. Chen Jingshen quietly put his things in his pocket, then picked up his pen and continued to work on the paper on the table. He looked natural, and no one around him noticed. ¡°Hurry up, don¡¯t waste everyone¡¯s time.¡± When Hu Pang saw that he stopped moving again, he twisted his eyebrow and urged him. Yu Fan returns to his senses. He curled up his fingers, pulled his pockets with a straight face, and opened his palms. Hu Pang is satisfied. He nodded reluctantly and looked at Wang Luan: ¡°where is it?¡± Wang Luan immediately pulled out all over his body and lied: ¡°Director, I¡¯ve given up smoking for a long time, and now I¡¯ve forgotten how to smoke!¡±The ¡°smoke¡± in the photo was spit out by Zuo Kuan, which has nothing to do with Yu Fang and me. We just smoked ourselves in there! This man is so abhorrent! ¡± Hu Pang: ¡°¡­¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan refused to admit it, and Hu Pang could not arrest people without proof and simply gave up. After a few words of advice, he took the people of Class 8 to his office. Before leaving, Zuo Kuan gave Wang Luan a middle finger while Hu Pang turned around. Although it was previously agreed that they would take turns taking the blame, but isn¡¯t he going too far¡±? Wang Luan blew him a kiss. Zhang Xianjing sighed: ¡°Wang Luan, why don¡¯t you blink when you lie?¡± ¡°Sorry, I¡¯m a boy. And this is what we made an appointment with Zuo Kuan. I don¡¯t understand. ¡± When Wang Luan finished, he turned his eyes and looked at the complicated desk. Yu Fan had a dark face and just wanted to destroy someone. Wang Luan had already stepped ahead of him and picked up one of them. ¡°Damn it, metaphorically complicated and dishonest.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°are you studying secretly?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°I learn nothing.¡± ¡°then where did this come from?¡± ¡°I picked it up from the night package in the internet cafe.¡± Yu Fan said without expression, ¡°take it back.¡± He pick it up and bring it to the school and put it in the drawer? The dog doesn¡¯t believe it. But Wang Luan looked at his expression and decided to shut up, and the exercise book was handed back. The bully of the school found it humiliating to be studying secretly, and he could understand his brother. Yu Fan put these things in the drawer together with the ¡°textbook¡± he took out. ¡°Oh, damn it.¡± Wang Luan looked at the people who were far away and could not help scolding, ¡°which idiot reported us in the end.¡± Yu Fan remembered that his things are still in Chen Jingshen¡¯s. Gao Shi¡¯s voice came from the door: ¡°High achiever! The math teacher asked you to go to the office!¡± Wang Luan is contagious. After the sports meeting, people who met Chen Jingshen was called high achiever. Yu Fan sullenly turned, just going to get things back. His deskmate has pushed his chair away, got up and went out the back door to the teacher¡¯s office. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Zhang Xianjing said: ¡°the smell of smoke must have floated out and affected others.¡± ¡°Then he can come and tell us, who¡¯s the hero behind the report!¡± Wang Luan wanted to think, ¡°and we take turns to wait on the lookout. When there is no one near the classroom, who can be affected? ¡­ Have you seen the photos just now? It¡¯s only Yu Fan ¡± ¡°Hmm.¡± Yu Fan hung his hands under the desk, had little strength to hold up his mobile phone, and didn¡¯t listen to what they were talking about. He turned on the snake again, and in the few seconds that he entered the game, he opened his left hand and looked at it. Last time he made a bloody cut in his hand, he didn¡¯t feel anything. Chen Jingshen just grabbed his hand with his fingers, and now he¡¯s still a little numb. Is there a thorn on this man¡¯s finger? He didn¡¯t know what Chen Jingshen did on this trip and he came back after the class bell. As soon as Chen Jingshen sat down, he poked him twice with his elbow. Yu Fan said: ¡°my things.¡± Chen Jingshen reached into his pocket, took out the carton of cigarettes and handed it to him. Yu Fan picked up the cigarette case and looked at his fingers, not to mention thorns, even his fingernails are clean and neat. After school, the milk tea shop was filled with boys. Zuo Kuan had bad luck and stared ferociously at every passing classmate to see who looked like a whistleblower. ¡°Damn it, just wait if I find him. I¡¯ll beat him to the point where he won¡¯t say anything anymore.¡± Wang Luan ¡®s state of mind has been much calmer. ¡°he didn¡¯t take punishment again, he just made a review.¡± ¡°what I care about is self-criticism? I am the one who is disgusted by the snitch! ¡± Zuo Kuan finished scolding and reached into his pocket for it. ¡°how dare you smoke here?¡± Seeing the meaning of his action, Wang Luan said, Are you not afraid to be caught by the fat tiger?¡± ¡°He just take whatever he wants. I would also like to say that the text message contains only our name, so why is it so complicated? I don¡¯t deserve to be photographed? ¡± ¡°¡­¡± Zuo Kuan touched his lower pocket, but didn¡¯t touch anything, so he remembered. ¡°Yu Fan, do you have any more?¡± Zuo Kuan poked the person next to him, ¡°give me one.¡± Yu Fan took it out and threw without looking up. Zuo Kuan took it and murmured, ¡°this box is so heavy, you just bought it?¡­ My ass!? ¡± Wang Luan: ¡°What the hell you scare me¨C fuck!¡± Their voices are too loud, not to mention the people inside, several girls passing outside the door looked. Yu Fan was not far away from them and was almost deaf to these two cries. He frowned and turned his head. ¡°are you looking for¨C¡± The colorful colors appeared in the line of sight, and the voice was dumbfounded, and he bowed his head and looked The blue-purple cigarette case was stuffed with colorful sugar. In bulk, there are single pieces, some with sticks, and the cigarette packs are stuffed and bulged quickly. His only two cigarette were huddled in the corner, shivering. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Everyone else froze. ¡°Why did you do this?¡± Zuo Kuan was the first to react and said, ¡°Brother, I admit that I have been a little aggrieved in my personal life, but you don¡¯t have to coax me like that¡­ After all, if you do more for me now, it will be your turn to do it next time. ¡± Yu Fan was silent. No wonder his pocket is so heavy. He recalled that Chen Jingshen had gone to the teacher¡¯s office and came back. That was the weight of the cigarette case. It¡¯s just that when he only looked at Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand, he didn¡¯t remember how much he had smoked before, and didn¡¯t care at all. Where did Chen Jingshen get so much sugar? Zuo Kuan stretched out his hand: ¡°but since you are so careful, I will taste the strawberries.¡± The things in the hands were taken away mercilessly. Yu Fan reached out to pick and choose in the cigarette case, he took out the two cigarettes in the corner and threw them to him. Then ¡°all the rest¡± was thrown into the pocket. He is going to go to school tomorrow, and take it out and hit Chen Jingshen on the forehead. He think so, but until Friday, the ¡°candy¡± failed to greet Chen Jingshen. The two made no mention of their tacit understanding. Wang Luan was motionless and could ask seven questions-it wasn¡¯t until Friday that Yu Fan finally got a good night¡¯s sleep in class. Wang Luan celebrated his birthday today and opened a box in ktv in the evening to celebrate, so he was busy running around in various classes in the second year of high school to invite friends. He has a good fate, and in the grade, he smokes and fights, and he is clever and loves to learn, regardless of whether he is male or female, he always plays well. So at night, when Yu Fan was so busy, the ktv¡¯s box was already full of people. The ghost in the stereo was almost sent away by Yu Fan. He looked up and saw that it was Zuo Kuan. When he saw him, Wang Luan, who was sitting in the middle, made room for a seat: ¡°Yu Fan, why are you so late? Come and sit here. ¡± Half the people in the box couldn¡¯t help looking at Yu Fan. They have a good relationship with Wang Luan, but few of them have spoken to Yu Fan. They don¡¯t dare to talk to him. Yu Fan silently came and sat down. Wang Luan found that his face was not very good. He handed him a glass of wine and asked, ¡°Why, are you bored by the traffic jam?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°No.¡± When he went out, he met Yu Kaiming and they quarreled. If he hadn¡¯t come over to celebrate Wang Luan¡¯s birthday, they would have been fighting by now. Yu Fan handed over the bag in his hand: ¡°Happy birthday, brother.¡± Wang Luan took it over and said, ¡°didn¡¯t I told you not to buy a gift?¡± Wang Luan was stunned when he saw the hat in the bag. He talked casually with Zuo Kuan a while ago, saying that he liked this fisherman¡¯s hat, it is nearly 600 yuan, but he had recently bought a pair of shoes, so he planned to buy them later. When Yu Fan was eating, his head was not raised, but unexpectedly he listened to it all. The main thing is that he knows more or less about his situation at home, and this hat is quite expensive. Wang Luan was a little hesitant. ¡°take it, don¡¯t be hypocritical.¡± Yu Fan said. ¡± OK, I¡¯ll take it. ¡± Wang Luan raised his glass to him. ¡°Dear brother, needless to say, the birthday boy personally made a toast.¡± Yu Fan simply drank up a glass of wine. ¡°Wang Luan, do you still want to play?¡± Zuo Kuan shouted loudly beside him. ¡°go on, go on.¡± Wang Luan turned around and asked, ¡°Yu Fan, do you play dice?¡± ¡°No.¡± ¡°Then just sit down and watched me kill all the fools of Class eight.¡± ¡°Damn it,¡± said Zuo Kuan. ¡°Don¡¯t think that I won¡¯t scold the birthday boy today.¡± Yu Fan sat on the sofa and watched them play dice. He doesn¡¯t know which girl got the microphone, the voice was so broken he thought he would be deaf. It would be even better if he didn¡¯t sing ¡°Father¡±. After listening to two sentences, Yu Fan began to be irritated and subconsciously pulled out his pocket to look for a cigarette. As a result, he felt as soon as he touched the box. He didn¡¯t believe in evil and picked up the lid-and saw the candy wrapper. Shit, wrong cigarette case. Yu Fan turned his head and wanted to find Wang Luan to get a cigarette. Wang Luan stood up and said, ¡± Zuo Kuan has a crush on Zhang Xianjing. Tell her now, and don¡¯t come to the wine table to disgust me! ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°Don¡¯t fucking talk nonsense! I have no secret crush on her! Women like her are not my type at all! ¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°Let¡¯s stop fighting.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± He turned his head back again. He picked out a lollipop, broke the package, and stuffed it with an expressionless face. It tastes like milk, it¡¯s okay, it¡¯s creamy, and it doesn¡¯t taste bad. Two waiters pushed the door in with two cylinders in their hands. The light was so dim that Yu Fan could not see what it was. Until the two men walked to both sides of the box, he realized and it was too late. ¡°Bang! Bang! ¡± The fireworks tube burst, the sound was more sensational than the stereo, and the colorful sequins rushed out and fell in the whole private room. The two waiters said in unison: ¡°Happy birthday to Mr. Wang Luan! We wish you long life from the heaven! Peace all year round! ¡± The candy was crushed with a bite The girl sitting next to him was startled by this noise, covering her ears she bumped into his shoulder. The girl came round, looked up at him, blushed and said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±¡­ ¡± Yu Fan had no expression and moved to the other side: ¡°it¡¯s nothing.¡± The birthday boy himself was frightened: ¡°fuck!¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°what do you think? I specially asked someone to arrange it. ¡± Wang Luan: ¡°stupid!¡± Yu Fan thinks so, too. He stood up with candy and was about to leave when he was stopped. Wang Luan raised his head and asked, ¡°where are you going?¡± ¡°toilet.¡± ¡°Oh, that¡¯s just right. Let¡¯s go out and pick up high achiever.¡± Wang Luan shook his phone. ¡°he said he was at the door of ktv.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan¡¯s expression appeared in a daze: ¡°Why did he come?¡± ¡°Ah? I invited him. ¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°I was worried that he wouldn¡¯t come.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan could not scold the birthday boy: ¡°can¡¯t he come in by himself?¡± ¡°then I¡¯m afraid he won¡¯t find his way. Maybe this is the first time he has come to ktv, so I¡¯ll pick him up.¡± ¡°No, I¡¯m too lazy to guide him.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°then I¡¯ll let him find a waiter to lead the way. It¡¯s just that it¡¯s busy here at night, and he probably has to wait a long time for the waiter. ¡± Two minutes later, Yu Fan appeared at the ktv gate with a smelly face. This ktv takes a pompous palace style, and there is a man with black sunglasses in a suit at the gate, which is motionless and cool. But the girls in the hall were watching the person outside the door, and then they got together again, laughing and whispering. Yu Fan saw Chen Jingshen. Chen Jingshen wore a simple black sweater, black overalls wrapped around his legs, and the whole portrait melted into the night. He is looking at his phone with his head down. The stick of Yu Fan¡¯s lollipop was thrown away before he came forward. ¡°Why, are you waiting for the sedan chair to lift you up?¡± When Chen Jingshen heard the sound, he looked back. His eyes were dark and shining in a dark environment, like a calm lake at night, making it easy for people to indulge in. Yu Fan looked at him for two seconds, then opened his mouth and said impatiently, ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± As soon as he turned around, he suddenly grabbed his arm and brought him back to his original position. ¡°what are you doing?¡± Chen Jingshen raised his hand and put his finger into his hair. Yu Fan lost his voice directly. His chin was raised slightly, and Yu Fan could see his neck and protruding Adam¡¯s apple. Chen Jingshen¡¯s fingers poked slowly in his hair, and every time his fingers touched him, his whole head became numb. Somehow, he suddenly remembered Chen Jingshen touching his hands. A few seconds later, Chen Jingshen withdrew his hand and spread the thing he got in front of him, with several colored stripes and sequins wrapped around his thin fingers. ¡°How dirty.¡± Chen Jingshen said. Shizun: He really knows how to break the atmosphere. CH 26 Ktv box. Yu Fan sat on the sofa with a cold face, staring at Jay Chou¡¯s face on the TV screen, while thinking in his heart. It must be because he drank the wine and reacted slowly that he was unable to get rid of him before Chen Jingshen withdrew his hand. Wang Luan booked the box late and only got one box. Everyone on the sofa sat up next to each other, and five or six boys stood on the sofa as the atmosphere group. The girl who sits on the left side of Yu Fan wears a short skirt, to avoid touching her, he can only lean on the other side. He doesn¡¯t not know how many times he ran into something behind, Yu Fan could not bear to poke his elbow and poke the person next to him: ¡°what are you doing with your schoolbag?¡± ¡°I just went to the library.¡± Chen Jingshen picked up his schoolbag and put it on his lap and hugged it in one hand,¡±Is it like this?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan picked up the bag with one hand and put it on the table behind the sofa. Then continue to sit and stare at Jay Chou. After losing the dice again, Wang Luan drank up the wine swearingly, then put down the glass and turned around: ¡°high achiever, welcome. What songs do you like to sing? I¡¯ll order it for you. ¡± ¡°No,¡± Chen Jingshen handed him something he had just brought from his schoolbag. ¡°Happy birthday.¡± ¡°Fuck, I have a present? Thank you, what is this? ¡± Wang Luan froze as he looked at the bag. ¡°question bank.¡± Chen Jingshen leaned on the sofa and said, ¡°After you finish the previous ones, you can take these and do them down.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­ Thank you. I love it. ¡± The box door was pushed open and another girl came in. Seeing the crowded sofa, the girl stood at the door, a little cramped. Wang Luan immediately stood up and commanded, ¡°Brother Zuo over there, move to the karaoke table and make room for my sister.¡± Zuo Kuan wine cup was squeezed out of temper: ¡°in the end you invited a small number of people ah?¡± Wang Luan laughed: ¡°didn¡¯t I think I could get a big box?¡± Another girl on the sofa subconsciously looked at the person next to her. Yu Fan is bowing his head to play with his mobile phone, and there is a ¡°little¡± gap between them. From time to time, the light swept from the boy¡¯s cold, loose eyebrows and eyes, makes her blush and heartbeat accelerate. For a while, she could not help saying, ¡°in fact, you can sit over here. There is a little more room Yu Fan shook his head: ¡°No, no.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°high achiever, can you go to Yu Fan¡¯s place?¡± Wang Luan asked at the other end. ¡°mm-hmm.¡± With the sound of a deep voice, Yu Fan felt that Chen Jingshen was leaning on him. Suddenly there was no sound, and the girl was stunned: ¡°Hmm?¡± Yu Fan pinched his cell phone and finished saying, ¡°Don¡¯t squeeze.¡± He wants to move his legs, but he really have no place to move. He can only rigidly stick with Chen Jingshen. ¡°come, high achiever, I¡¯d like to propose a toast to you. Thank you for inculcating and never giving up on me these days.¡± Wang Luan said after a pause. ¡°by the way, high achiever, can you drink? Why don¡¯t I pour you a glass of watermelon juice. ¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Not wanting to spoil the joy of the birthday boy, Chen Jingshen casually took a glass from the table. He touched it lightly with the birthday boy, and drank it up. ¡°hiss.¡± Zhang Xianjing looked in the distance and could not help whispering, ¡°Why is Chen Jingshen so handsome when drinking wine?¡± ¡°where is ge handsome?¡± ¡°neck and Adam¡¯s apple¨C I said you don¡¯t understand, don¡¯t ask.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Mom. Wang Luan didn¡¯t expect the meeting to be stuffy, so he couldn¡¯t help but stare at their shoulder and say, ¡°Yes, high achiever, after drinking this glass of wine, we will be real brothers. I¡¯ll take care of you at school in the future. If you need anything, feel free to ask me and Yu Fan¨C ¡± ¡°Don¡¯t pull me in.¡± Yu Fan spoke coldly. ¡°are you listening? I thought you were focused on your cell phone. ¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t raise his head and said, ¡°you can be heard in the box next door.¡± ¡°Wang Luan, do you want to play?¡± Another head, take the dice cup and they already waited for a long time. Just now several boys have called a truce, Zhang Xianjing is holding the song ¡°the microphone is waiting for her¡±, and now only the two of them are playing. Wang Luan: ¡°have fun, I will drink you down tonight! Come on! ¡± ¡°wait a minute,¡± Zuo Kuan paused. ¡°it¡¯s no fun for two people to shake. Call a few more.¡± ¡°there¡¯s no one left.¡± ¡°how many men are there? Just grab one. ¡± Zuo Kuan raised his chin toward the karaoke machine. ¡°come on, there¡¯s no room for anyone here.¡± ¡°can¡¯t you just find someone who doesn¡¯t play dice and change places?¡± Zuo Kuan said, his eyes drifted straight to Chen Jingshen. ¡°high achiever,¡± he said with a smile, ¡°do you play dice? If you don¡¯t play games, change places with my friend? It¡¯s more convenient this way. ¡± Wang Luan thought, ¡°Ok, there are more mixed people in the school here. Chen Jingshen is not comfortable sitting here.¡± ¡°then high achiever, why don¡¯t you.¡± Wang Luan turned around and became dumb. Chen Jingshen reached out his hand, hooked a dice cup from the table, pinched it in his hand, raised his eyes and said faintly, ¡± How do you play? ¡± ¡°high achiever, don¡¯t play with us. We are all veterans, so you can¡¯t beat us. ¡± Zhang Xianjing persuaded. ¡°Hey, don¡¯t be so enthusiastic about bullying.¡± Zuo Kuan¡¯s wide eyes rolled around and thought of something. ¡°how about this, I have a pair of big dare cards here, and if you lose, you can choose one for drinking and another for dare, okay?¡± The deck of cards was thrown on the table. Chen Jingshen turned his eyes and nodded: ¡°OK.¡± Yu Fan was fighting a fierce battle with the other snake, the most of the game, when he heard the sound of ¡°bang¡± next to him, and his hands shook with him and were eaten by others. Yu Fan looked up angrily and saw Zuo Kuan smashed the dice cup on the table, grinning arrogantly, and was looking at this side: ¡°Ha! It¡¯s six! Give it to him! ¡± When he twisted my eyebrow, he was just about to ask who he was fighting with. He saw the person raise his hand and pick up the glass from the table and fill it with wine. Wang Luan can¡¯t watch any more: ¡°high achiever, can you drink it? Why don¡¯t you choose a dare? I have played this deck of cards before, and the worst thing it can do is to let you blend into the box next door and finish a song. ¡± . Zhang Xianjing: ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°it¡¯s all right.¡± In the dim light, Chen Jingshen looked expressionless and looked normal. If he hadn¡¯t staggered on his shoulder three times in the process of drinking, Yu Fan couldn¡¯t see what was wrong with him. ¡°Yes, it¡¯s crisp enough.¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°do you want to continue?¡± Wang Luan immediately said, ¡°I won¡¯t play anymore.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°I will continue.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Inexplicably, the game became a match between Chen Jingshen and Zuo Kuan. Yu Fan put down his cell phone and watched Chen Jingshen shake the dice quietly. Chen Jingshen put his fingers around the dice cup, shook it loosely, and then gently picked it up. Dude, each of the five dice has its own, there is no repetition. Yu Fan knew in an instant that it was not surprising that Chen Jingshen lost his luck at night. Chen Jingshen opened his mouth and called, ¡°five 4s.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Does your mother have four? Yu Fan never regained his mind, and Chen Jingshen had already picked up his glass and drank it. In the next game, Chen Jingshen shook his hands and called 6. Yu Fan wants to cry, you can call me with this hand, and call it up hard. Zuo Kuan: ¡°six sixes.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°Open.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± After a few games, Yu Fan understood. Chen Jingshen is either unlucky or pure clumsy and can¡¯t play. But¡­ When they met at the wine table before, they didn¡¯t know how to play, so they either didn¡¯t play, or they put in water. But look at Chen Jingshen, he drink from cup to cup, and never stop. Sensing the eyes of the people around him, Chen Jingshen picked up the dice cup and looked at his eyes and casually said, ¡°four ones.¡± ¡°Open!¡± Zuo Kuan said excitedly, ¡°It doesn¡¯t have it! Drink! ¡± Chen Jingshen picked up his glass and drank it up, then bowed his head and coughed softly. Zuo Kuan: ¡°continue?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen just shook the dice and the dice cup was snatched by someone. Immediately after that, he felt that the person beside him had moved and leaned towards him. It clattered. Yu Fan half-leaned over and covered the dice cup on the wine table. He looked at Zuo Kuan without expression: ¡°you like to play, don¡¯t you?¡± I¡¯ll play with you. ¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°No, I just want to play with high achiever.¡± ¡°you¡¯re too timid.¡± Zhang Xianjing raised her legs and said, ¡°I don¡¯t think you dare play with Yu Fan.¡± ¡°bullshit!¡± Zuo Kuan twisted his eyebrow, ¡°I¡¯m going to drink with high achiever. What¡¯s the point of suddenly changing ?¡± Yu Fan nodded: ¡°then don¡¯t play¡­ ¡± ¡°I¡¯ll drink.¡± Chen Jingshen said suddenly. Everyone turned their heads and looked at him. ¡°if you lose, I¡¯ll drink.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°is this all right?¡± ¡°come on!¡± Zuo Kuan rolled up his sleeves and got up from the sofa. ¡°I¡¯m going to knock down your Class Seven today.¡± In ten minutes. Yu Fan opened the dice cup and showed the number. ¡°all right!¡± Wang Luan was happy and quickly served Zuo Kuan with wine. ¡°Congratulations to the guest officer on coming back for a drink!¡± In the past ten minutes, he had never lost in the game. In fact, in the game of dice, almost all the points on his hand are written on his face. Only a rookie like Chen Jingshen can be poured like this. When Zuo Kuan drank, Yu Fan couldn¡¯t help looking at the rookie¡¯s side. Then he found that the rookie was watching. Chen Jingshen leaned back on the sofa, his facial features were hidden in the gloom, his eyes were dark after drinking, and he stared lazily at the same place. Just watch, but don¡¯t talk. Yu Fan had some doubts that the wine was on his head. Banging, Zuo Kuan put the empty wine glass on the table, wiped his mouth and said, ¡°come!¡± Go on! ¡± Yu Fan returned to his mind, turned his head and continued to shake cup. Wang Luan did not want to see this bloody struggle, and now he has gone to sing. Zhang Xianjing sat down smoothly next to Chen Jingshen. While several boys around her were watching the shaker, she leaned aside, pinched her throat and gently said, ¡°high achiever, if you really feel bad, why don¡¯t we go first?¡± Before he finished, Chen Jingshen quietly distanced himself from her and said quickly and coldly, ¡°Thank you.¡± Zuo Kuan looked at the number of his eyes, laughed wildly, covered it and shouted, ¡°six 1s!¡± Yu Fan opened the dice cup and looked at the eye. This game is rotten, straight, and it counts as 0. If you open it, you will lose. If you shout up, the left width will be 80% wide and you will lose. Yu Fan gambled: ¡°with one.¡± Sure enough, Zuo Kuan didn¡¯t think: ¡°Open!¡± It won¡¯t hurt if you lose the game. Yu Fan picked up the wine on the table and was ready to drink it. The wine was about to be drink when he was caught in the wrist. Chen Jingshen sat up and whispered, ¡°I¡¯ll drink.¡± Zuo Kuan lost foolishly, and only then did he come to his senses: ¡°Ah, that¡¯s right. Didn¡¯t you say if you lost high achiever would dirnk? Don¡¯t cheat¨C by the way, high achiever, you need two drinks instead of one, someone else plays. Why don¡¯t you get two drinks? ¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°all right.¡± Chen Jingshen bumped into Yu Fan four or five times with the ¡°process¡± of taking the wine cup, and when he saw that he was about to touch the glass, he held on to his clothes. ¡°if you don¡¯t drink, choose the dare card.¡± Yu Fan scratched his sleeves and said, ¡°can you take a dare for me. ¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°?¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°you can do this.¡± ¡°of course. Didn¡¯t we say yes in advance?¡± Wang Luan stopped singing and came back to open the cards neatly and spread them on the table. ¡°high achiever, come on, pick a card.¡± Chen Jingshen was silent for a few seconds before reaching out to touch the card on the table. The nearest card is turned over, and the words written below- ¡°Kiss with someone around you. ¡± The box was as quiet as if Hu Pang is at the scene. Fuck! In the next few seconds, almost everyone present looked at Chen Jingshen-and beside her is Zhang Xianjing. Zuo Kuan felt like ashes. He doesn¡¯t know what it means to hold on for such a long time. Zhang Xianjing said, ¡°this is a warm kiss for me. High achiever has no reason not to kiss me.¡± then it makes sense to ¡°fall in love¡±, it is not impossible! Yu Fan¨C. didn¡¯t have time to think about it. In full view of the public, Chen Jingshen loosened his finger and put the card safely on the wine table. Lean back, and his Adam¡¯s apple rolls gently. Then he turned his head heavily and silently and looked at his side. Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Why are you looking at me? CH 27 Feeling the eyes of the people around him, Yu Fan turned his head and tried to break Chen Jingshen¡¯s head back, only to bump into Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes. Just now, Yu Fan leaned over there to play dice with Zuo Kuan. There are people in the back box and the space is crowded. With the benefit of hindsight, he was too close to Chen Jingshen. So close that he smelled Chen Jingshen in the smoke-filled box. Mint fragrance with wine flavor, mixed into a unique, cold and cool breath. Chen Jingshen breathed slightly, and he smelled like wine. For a moment, Yu Fan suddenly couldn¡¯t remember what he was going to scold. Someone in the box had secretly raised their cell phones, and no one sang the song, while the people at the other end of the sand looked at them with their heads up. After Chen Jingshen moved, their heads also moved. Then they saw Yu Fan¡¯s scary face. ¡°?¡± Everyone reacted in an instant! Yeah! It is just mentioned that it should be the person next to him, there is no rules whether it is the same or the opposite sex. It¡¯s just that people of the same sex don¡¯t seem to be as interesting. My ass! The people holding the phone instantly raised the phone higher! The person next to him whispered, ¡°Will they really kiss?¡± ¡°Anyway, it¡¯s written on the card.¡± ¡°Then who does Chen Jingshen want to kiss?¡± ¡°Nonsense, of course, it¡¯s more complicated to kiss a girl, isn¡¯t it?¡± ¡°Will Yu Fan agree?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t Yu Fan himself ask high achiever to take a dare?¡± ¡± There is no reason for him to refuse.¡± Wang Luan glanced at Zhang Xianjing, who was secretly fixing her lipstick, then turned to look at Yu Fan, who was motionless and murderous. He could not help praying for Chen Jingshen in his heart. ¡°Fuck.¡± Zuo Kuan frowned, ¡°what kind of ghost card is this? Why haven¡¯t I seen this one?¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t this kind of dare card quite normal?¡± Zhang Xianjing put away her lipstick. ¡°All right, come on! I¡¯ve got it, since our class can gamble the we are also accepting of our loss! Isn¡¯t it just a minute of kissing? I¡¯m not afraid. ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan wanted to cheat, but Zhang Xianjing turned her head and put the words out. So he only tried to minimize it: ¡°the hot kiss is too much, forget it, just give him a simple kiss¨C Zuo Kuan, is that okay with you?¡± This is a game between high achiever and Zuo Kuan, as long as Zuo Kuan agrees, others don¡¯t care. ¡°No problem!¡± Zuo Kuan responded quickly and angrily. Although Chen Jingshen is watching Yu Fan, what if he changes his mind and wants to kiss Zhang Xianjing again? Ok, now it depends on whether high achiever wants his chastity or his life. ¡°all right.¡± Wang Luan looked at Chen Jingshen, ¡°Then high achiever, who do you want to kiss? ¡± Yu Fan was snapped out of his thoughts. He clasped his arms and turned his head to the other side coldly. His face was cold and hard, and his whole body was covered with resistance. On the other hand, Zhang Xianjing threw lipstick into her bag, puckered out her pretty lips and poked Chen Jingshen¡¯s shoulder shyly. She whispered in a very small voice: ¡°high achiever, I can help you. As long as you are willing to take all my assignments and exams this semester. ¡± Chen Jingshen has no plans to ¡°trade¡± with her. He drew back his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to have a glass of wine to finish everything. Then he felt something sweep across a gust of wind¨C. An arm ran roughly across his face. The white sweater is loose, and the sleeves are wrinkled after sitting for a long time, which expresses the discomfort and awkwardness of the host. Chen Jingshen was rarely stunned. He stared at the cloth for two seconds before he looked up and looked away. Yu Fang looked at Cheng Jingshen, and his face stinky than before, and he uttered a word coldly: ¡°Done.¡± Everyone around him was stupefied for a moment. Zuo Kuanyu first regained his senses and immediately protested: ¡°even with your own hands? Even across the clothes? ¡± ¡°Why doesn¡¯t it count?¡± Wang Luan picked up quickly. ¡°I just said to give kiss, it doesn¡¯t matter where! ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°who would understand that you bastard?¡± Yu Fan frowned and was about to say that he shouldn¡¯t push his luck, when a warm and feeling on his wrist made him shut up in an instant. He subconsciously drew his hand, but did not pull it back. Chen Jingshen held his wrist and quietly used his strength to lift the palm of his hand up. Yu Fan passively began to bend his hand, but before he could react, his finger was already on Chen Jingshen¡¯s face. He even felt Chen Jingshen¡¯s breath, sprayed heavily in his fingers¨C. Half a second later. Chen Jingshen half-closed his eyes and kissed him on the palm of his hand. It froze like electricity. The place that was touched was like a fire, winding its way up the blood vessels all the way to the ear. The surroundings were quiet again, and even the songs in the stereo were pressed and paused. Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan just fought with ¡°your Class seven can¡¯t afford to play¡± and ¡°your Class eight is so stingy.¡± they stopped together Zhang Xianjing glared at a pair of fox eyes, wanting to rebuke Yu Fan for stealing her opportunity. When she looked up under the dim light, Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes were much softer than usual. The hand near his face curled up slightly and Yu Fan didn¡¯t seem to have his usual teeth and claws. Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°are you all right?¡± Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan were still in shock and looked at Chen Jingshen with some admiration. Is that the palm of the hand that Chen Jingshen just kissed? That palm is a tiger meat pad! Zuo Kuan murmured: ¡± There you go. ¡± ¡°high achiever.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an gave him a thumbs up and said, ¡°you are this.¡± Chen Jingshen ignored them, held the wrist down, relaxed his strength, and said hoarsely to the person next to him: ¡°Thank you.¡± Yu Fan suddenly returned to his mind, pulled out his hand, gritted his teeth and whispered, ¡°I fucking¡­ Let you do it yourself? ¡± ¡°Where do you want me to kiss?¡± Yu Fan turned his head with the idea of tucking his sleeves into Chen Jingshen¡¯s mouth and looked at the position below the tip of Chen Jingshen¡¯s nose. Fuck. ¡°well, here comes the wine,¡± shouted a boy standing at the wine table. ¡°is there anyone else playing dice? Two more, we¡¯ll have a lot of fun. ¡± ¡°me.¡± The man looked back at Yu Fan and remembered the scene in which he had just turned over Zuo Kuan. He couldn¡¯t help laughing: ¡°Brother Fan, have you been playing this game for a long time? Why don¡¯t you take a break? ¡± ¡°not tired.¡± Yu Fan painstakingly got up, moved a separate leather stool. He sat down and looked up at the person opposite to him. ¡°Zuo Kuan, come and continue.¡± Zuo Kuan, who was just about to lie down for a rest: ¡°¡­¡± ¡°you, Wang Luan, and your class high achiever, can¡¯t afford to take turns messing with me?¡± He couldn¡¯t help complain. ¡°how many of your Class eight have come tonight?¡± Yu Fan buckled the dice cup to the wine table and said, ¡°bring them all up.¡± ¡­¡­. Yu Fan drank down several people in Class 8, which took no more than half an hour. ¡°No, I can¡¯t.¡± The sports student in his class waved, ¡°I really can¡¯t fucking drink. Can I pick the dare too?¡± It is a metaphor for asking for mercy: ¡°Yes.¡± Sitting next to the sports student on the left, he rose to his feet and said, ¡°Wang Luan, change your seat.¡± ¡°No.¡± Wang Luan laughed at him, ¡°the best you can do is to kiss the palm of your hand. What¡¯s the big deal?¡± Yu Fan picked up a dice and threw it directly then it was caught by Wang Luan. The sports student had better luck than Chen Jingshen and drew the adventure card to go to the box next door to sing. A group of boys instantly boiled, all got up and surrounded him and rushed next door, and the box was more than half empty. Yu Fan was not interested in these and stayed in the box. He picked up his glass and took a sip. When he took his first sip, he finally looked back reluctantly. Chen Jingshen sat quietly, and at the moment he looked back, he seemed to lift his eyelids with emotion. Chen Jingshen sat quietly, and at the moment when he turned back, he lifted his eyelids. Not only the body is crooked, the head also has no strength to lean to one side, it is obviously a drunken posture. A few seconds later, the head hung down again, and after a while it was estimated that the head would lie directly on Zhang Xianjing¡¯s shoulder. Zhang Xianjing sat with a smile and seemed ready to pick him up. It¡¯s fine. Yu Fan lazily withdrew his eyes. Chen Jingshen slipped down again, and Zhang Xianjing stretched her shoulders. She wants to ask how long she would have to wait. She to just press his head down. She had just moved her fingers when suddenly a hand reached out, grabbed Chen Jingshen¡¯s collar and put the man back upright. Yu Fan grabbed him impassively, thinking that he had to pretend to be forced not to drink. Unexpectedly, Chen Jingshen looked up at him, then lowered his head, raised his hand and pinched the corner of his clothes. ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°I don¡¯t feel well.¡± ¡­¡­. After going crazy in the box next door, a group of boys smiled and walked out of the private room next door. ¡± I will never come to this ktv in my life!¡± The sports student turned red with shame and indignation. The crowd turned around and were about to go back when the door of their box suddenly opened. Yu Fan came out with a person in one hand and a bag in the other. Wang Luan looked at him in shock and couldn¡¯t remember when was the last time he saw Yu Fan¡¯s back bag. ¡°He can¡¯t hold on anymore. I¡¯ll send him away first.¡± Yu Fan told Wang Luan when he saw him. ¡°All right.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°can you carry him alone?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Wang Luan stood at the door and watched them for a while. Although he is drunk now, he walks steadily. Luan Wang safely turned back to the box. ¨C After nine o¡¯clock, the night show is at its peak. Many people were beautifully dressed with shiny clothes. Yu Fan helped a drunken man to walk out. ¡°do you want to throw up?¡± Chen Jingshen was silent for a moment, then thought about it: ¡°Yes-¡± ¡°swallow it back.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Even though Yu Fan said that, he still dragged the man and carried him to the toilet. He waited outside for a while, then Chen Jingshen came out. He doesn¡¯t know if he threw up or not. Anyway, his face was stained with water. He should have washed his face. He glanced at the crowded traffic outside and said, ¡°your address.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°I¡¯m not going home.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°which street do you want to sleep on?¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s forehead was wet and his bangs were clumped together. ¡°I told my family I went out to do more lessons. It¡¯s not time yet, so I dare not go back.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Five minutes later, the two entered a nearby 7-Eleven convenience store. There are no customers in the convenience store next to ktv, and most of the people who come in at this time are buying cigarettes. Yu Fan found a seat by the window and sat down. ¡°how late are you going to make up your lessons?¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at the wall clock and said, ¡°I just need two more hours.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan frowned impatiently. Chen Jingshen changed his tune: ¡°but my house is far away. Staying here for an hour is enough.¡± ¡°Your house is really far?¡± Yu Fan asked. ¡± How come you still drink so much wine? You even dared to play dice and drink with Zuo Kuan? ¡± Chen Jingshen closed his eyes: ¡°he asked me to change seats.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to change.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan opened up his eyelids and turned away. ¡°Where are you going?¡± Chen Jingshen asked. ¡°I¡¯ll smoke.¡± Yu Fan walked to the door then he remembered that there was no cigarette in his cigarette case. He turned to the counter and was about to pay for it when Yu Fan caught a glimpse of the honey being sold by the table. They really know how to do business. ¡°Let me take a bag of Honey.¡± The shop assistant was stupefied: ¡°Sorry, we only have canned honey here.¡± ¡°That¡¯s fine,¡± Yu Fan frowned impatiently, he took out the money and put it on the counter, vaguely, ¡± Do you have warm water and cups? ¡± When Yu Fan returned, Chen Jingshen had already leaned against the window and closed his eyes. Chen Jingshen¡¯s undereye is a little red. It must have been because he is drinking, his shoulders collapsed loosely, and he looked lazy. Today, Wang Luan specially bought a few bottles of foreign ones for his birthday. There was nothing wrong with that kind of wine, but it has strong alcohol level. The last time Wang Luan finished drinking it, he asked for leave the next day and slept at home for a day. Yu Fan foolishly held a plastic cup and touched him on the shoulder: ¡°Chen Jingshen.¡± There was no response. The car was jammed outside, and the red light at the back of the car swept into the convenience store. He couldn¡¯t tell whether the red on Chen Jingshen¡¯s face was a drunken effect or a light reflection. How come there¡¯s no response, there¡¯s nothing wrong with him after drinking, right? Is it true that he can¡¯t show up at home like this? Should he just carry him to the hospital? Yu Fan hesitated and unconsciously moved his hand up, and the back of his hand probed Chen Jingshen¡¯s face. Fortunately, the person is still warm and alive. Chen Jingshen suddenly looked up at him, his dark eyes stained by the smell of wine, looking a little contemptuous. Yu Fan was stunned, and it took a long time to find his voice: ¡°Uncomfortable? Shall we go to the hospital? ¡± Chen Jingshen was silent. Yu Fan frowned: ¡°speak.¡± Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes, tilted his face, and took the hand back to his face. The hand that did not have time to be taken back was stiff, indicating that the nerves were instantly tense. ¡°it¡¯s okay.¡± After a few minutes of silence, Chen Jingshen¡¯s deep and hoarse voice was heard. ¡°if you ask me to endure it for a bit, then it won¡¯t be hard.¡± School is starting for me so updates might not be that frequent. CH 28 Yu Fan wanted to take back his hand, but he Chen Jingshen sticked hard to his hand. So he can only hold on to the person and hold the water cup. The plastic water cup rattled when he pinched it, and the liquid inside shook helplessly from side to side. A customer entered the convenience store. Feeling surprised and confused Yu Fan scolded himself as a fool. Yu Fan sat down next to Chen Jingshen while holding his face, then he picked up his schoolbag and put it on the table. ¡°get up.¡± He shook the person and pointed to his schoolbag, ¡°sleep here.¡± Chen Jingshen half raised his eyelids and said okay. Before Chen Jingshen fell down, his collar was tugged at again. Yu Fan¡¯s voice was unhappy: ¡°this, drink before you sleep.¡± Chen Jingshen took the cup. Like the previous cup of sugar water, this honey water is also too sweet. He is still the same Yu Fan from before. Forced to drink the honey water, Chen Jingshen put his elbows on his schoolbag and lay quietly on his side. His eyelids drooped and his drunken eyes stared at the mole on Yu Fan¡¯s cheek. Yu Fan casually opened a game because he wanted to play. A few seconds later, he said coldly, ¡°turn your head to sleep.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll be upset and leave.¡± ¡°¡­¡± He shouldn¡¯t have bothered to talk nonsense to the drunkard, Yu Fan points to the gluttonous snake, ¡°I¡¯m still playing.¡± As if thinking Chen Jingshen was silent for two seconds. After thinking about it, he thought he was right so he closed his eyes and slept in his original posture. After finishing the game, Yu Fan stared at his hand, the right hand was loosened and grasped again, and his finger was pressed have a mark had been touched by his lips He glanced aside. The red color of Chen Jingshen¡¯s face had faded, his wet forehead was dishevelled and scattered, his fingers bent over the edge of his schoolbag, and his arched shoulders and backs fluctuated steadily with his breath. He was long and it is difficult to sleep between the tables and chairs in the convenience store. Every time during recess after the second class in the afternoon, the whole class lay on their desks to make up for sleep. Only Chen Jingshen sat steadily and occasionally changed his pen. Raising his arms against his temples is his most relaxing moment. Such person is now curled up in a convenience store and sleeping on his schoolbag. His phone buzzed for a few times, which brought Yu Fan back to his senses. Wang Luan: how is high achiever? Shit, I just took a look. Several of his drinks were foreign wine, and the light was too dim. I didn¡¯t see it clearly. ]. [-: not bad. ] [-: should be. ] [Wang Luan: ¡­ Don¡¯t scare me. ¡¿ Wang Luan: why haven¡¯t you come back yet? Did high achiever not go home yet? Zuo Kuan, forced to take advantage of your absence, along with the several people in their class to trap me, come back quickly to save me! ]. The person next to him moved, probably because he felt uncomfortable sleeping, he moved his arms lightly. Yu Fan paused for two seconds and typed. [-: I¡¯m not going back. ]. [-: you fend for yourself. ]. Chen Jingshen lay down for more than ten minutes and then woke up. First he glanced around, as if to make sure he was still there. Then he slowly sat up straight, straightened his collar and opened the schoolbag that he had been pillowing for a long time. When he heard the noise, Yu Fan didn¡¯t raise his head and said, ¡°Don¡¯t you feel bad?¡± ¡°One more thing.¡± After Chen Jingshen finished, he gave a low cough. ¡°¡­¡± How can he be more delicate after sleeping? Yu Fan, ¡°Go back to sleep.¡± ¡°No more sleep.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°it¡¯s too late to sleep again.¡± How can it be too late? isn¡¯t there more than half of it left? Yu Fan glanced at the clock and turned his head inexplicably when he saw Chen Jingshen pulling out a math paper from his schoolbag. Yu Fan frowned: ¡°what are you doing?¡± ¡°Today¡¯s homework.¡± ¡°¡­¡± People passed by the window, and the people dressed brightly, can¡¯t help but be surprised when they saw the papers. Yu Fan, like the sports student in Class 8, doesn¡¯t want to come to this ktv for the rest of his life. He was considering whether to change to another seat when Chen Jingshen suddenly stopped his pen and rubbed his eyes. The light in the corner of the convenience store was a little dim, Chen Jingshen sat lazily, and the handwriting of the draft paper was much more scribbled. If Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t come tonight, he would have finished these simple homework long ago, and now he may be sitting at a desk with a lamp, doing competition questions that make people dizzy at a glance. So why did he come? ¡°Chen Jingshen. ¡± Yu Fan called lazily. ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°I am different from my first year of junior high school self, right?¡± Chen Jingshen tilted his head and looked at him. Their eye met but Yu Fan does not have any expression on his face. ¡°I don¡¯t know if you have any special hobbies that you would like to pay attention to a person who can¡¯t even jump well. But now, whether it¡¯s character or anything else, I¡¯ve long change. ¡± Chen Jingshen looked at him in silence, as if processing his words. ¡°I¡¯m pretty bad now, and I¡¯ll only be worse in the future. Remember the time when school started in the milk tea shop? To tell you the truth, you looked at me and I wanted to hit you. ¡± ¡°I¡¯m not the one you like, can you understand?¡± There is still no response from the person next to him. Yu Fan felt that his words should have worked. By now normal people would probably be quite frightened to hear these words. If he were Chen Jingshen, he would have picked up his schoolbag and called the teacher to change seats or even classes. Yu Fan curled up his fingers, and somehow, he suddenly wanted to smoke. He just remembered to go to the counter to buy it. ¡°when so many people at the school gate are looking at you,¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°Why do you just want to hit me?¡± ¡°¡­¡± What kind of strange concern is this? ¡°maybe it¡¯s because your face looks like you want to be taught a lesson because you look the most expressionless.¡±he said. Chen Jingshen turned his face and turned his pen. For a moment, Yu Fan seemed to see a tug at the corner of his mouth. ? Before he could see it clearly, Chen Jingshen had already turned his head again. ¡°have you ever checked the fifth floor?¡± He asked suddenly. Yu Fan was stupefied for a moment: ¡°what.¡± ¡°looking down from the railing outside the gate of the first class, you can see the toilet door on the third floor.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°you often smoke there.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°I don¡¯t like speeches, you stood in front of everyone, compiled a self-criticism book with white paper, and said it three times.¡± ¡°¡­¡± At your level of writing, you really don¡¯t deserve to like speeches. ¡°later, every time the teacher came to me, I said yes.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°in the next semester, you played basketball with other classes, and I stood outside the classroom and watched the whole game. After you won, because someone hit Wang Luan with a ball causing him to sprain his foot, you asked that person to the toilet with you and then played another game. ¡± ¡°?¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°You are not bad. At the end of the day, I still like¨C ¡± His mouth was covered even before he could finish speaking. Yu Fan¡¯s skin began to turn red, extending from the root of his ear to his cheek. He frowned and stared: ¡°are you¡­Stop it. ¡± More people came in looking out of the window. Yu Fan heart beat faster than when he was fighting. His shoulders fluctuated a few times, and he loosened slightly. Chen Jingshen just moved his lips, when he covered it again. This time he covered it so hastily that his palm touched Chen Jingshen¡¯s lips. Just now, the image of being held by someone while being kissed in the private room flashed by, and he immediately took it down. ¡°Don¡¯t you dare go on.¡± His breath trembled and he said, ¡°or I won¡¯t talk to you for the rest of my life.¡± Yu Fan felt foolish for a moment after he finished. What am I talking about? Isn¡¯t this kind of speech used by primary school students? He blushed, clenched his teeth and remedied his words: ¡°I mean I¡¯ll beat you so much that you can¡¯t speak.¡± Chen Jingshen was silent. Yu Fan: ¡°nod if you understand.¡± Chen Jingshen twirled his pen and nodded silently. After Yu Fan stared at him and made sure that Chen Jingshen would not speak any more, he used the paper ans wrote ¡°shut up and write.¡± After that, the semi-small bird, Yu Fan, was like a snail huddled in its shell, never raising its head again. He has never played so badly before. The snake on the screen was led by him to turn left and right, hit other big snakes, he lose in less than two minutes. It was not easy for Chen Jingshen to make it to the end of his make-up class, and he was a little grumpy and turned off the game. ¡°Collect your things.¡± He said ¡°come on.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at him, wrote a line on the paper, and moved the draft paper in front of him. -can I talk now? He is too naive. Yu Fan occupied his pocket: ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan threw the man and his schoolbag into the taxi. Before closing the door, he endured it for a moment, but leaned over again and told him coldly: ¡°driver, he¡¯s drunk, drive slowly.¡± -. The scenery outside the window retreated like a lantern. The taxi drove all the way to the most exaggerated housing estate in Nancheng. When he reached the destination, the driver couldn¡¯t help taking a look inside. There is an inch of land in this area, and each family owns a villa with its own courtyard. The driver turned around and said, ¡°here we are, young man.¡± The person behind him sat upright and his face was clear, so he didn¡¯t look drunk. Chen Jingshen glanced faintly at the mirror and got off at the driver¡¯s stunned line of sight. ¡°Thank you.¡± At ten o¡¯clock at night, the dark luxury villa is filled with dense green plants, as if it had been uninhabited for a long time. The black iron door was slowly pushed open like a pot of blood. As soon as Chen Jingshen closed the door, the kennel on the right side of the garden immediately uttered several excited sounds: ¡°Woof-woof¨C¡± Chen Jingshen threw his schoolbag on the stone chair and went to the kennel to untie the rope. The dog immediately jumped on him. ¡°Woof-woof¨C¡± ¡°Keep your voice down. ¡± Chen Jingshen patted him twice and said, ¡°sit down.¡± ¡°Woof!¡± He used one of his hand to put on top of the dog¡¯s head, and the other just took his phone out of the bag and turned it on. More than 30 messages pop up in an instant. Mom: why don¡¯t you go home? ]. Mom: where are you? ]. Mom: Auntie, left dinner in the fridge. ]. Mom: are you home yet? I didn¡¯t see you on the surveillance. ]. Mom: I¡¯ve checked the surveillance these days, and you¡¯ve been coming back from school later than before. ] ¡­¡­. Chen Jingshen coldly bent his fingers and prompted the text message to close one by one. He left the light on, but the garden was dark. He sat in the dark in silence, and no matter how complicated it was, he never opened it again. He does not know how long later, he took out his phone again, clicked on the software that had just been downloaded, and opened the message with his friends on top. [s: I¡¯m home. ]. The nickname of ¡°-¡± disappears instantly and becomes ¡°typing.¡± . Two minutes later, it is still ¡°typing¡±. Chen Jingshen rubbed Fan-Fan, the action was a little perfunctory, and the dog was immediately dissatisfied giving a whine. Five minutes later, the word ¡°typing¡± disappeared and a cold word spit out from the other end of the dialog box¨C. [-: scram. ]. Chen Jingshen stared at the word for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth. Surveillance? WTF is happening ? I feel like CJ¡¯s only light is YF. CH 29 Monday, after school. The classroom of Class 7, Grade 12 of senior high school was lifeless. Just after a weekend, people who arrive early have to bury their heads in copying weekend homework and lie down on their desks to make up for sleep. There were not many people in the class when Chen Jingshen came to the classroom. He glanced at the empty seat beside him and hung his schoolbag casually behind the chair. Wang Luan¡¯s schoolbag at the next table is in the seat, but the person is not there. Chen Jingshen went to the back of the classroom to fetch water. Seeing Chen Jingshen, Wang Luan could not help touching his head and stopped him when the other party turned around. ¡°High achiever, Zhuang Xingqin asked you to come to her office. ¡± Chen Jingshen put the water cup on the table and said, ¡°Okay.¡± ¡°She knows we went to ktv last weekend.¡± Wang Luan ¡®s expression was irritable. ¡± Someone took a picture and sent it to a small group of people in the school. He have more than 40 people in the group chat, but I thought it wouldn¡¯t get out. I didn¡¯t expect that the photo would already be given to ZHunag Xingqin.¡± Seeing him silent, Wang Luan immediately patted him on the shoulder. ¡°but don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s not serious! Just, at most, a few words of abuse. ¡± It¡¯s early in the morning and there is no teacher in the office. ¡°Report.¡± Zhuang Xunqin glanced at the door and put the bread in his hands aside: ¡°come in.¡± Chen Jingshen used to dress neatly and erect. It was difficult for her to associate him with the picture of the man who drank without changing his face. ¡°Wang Luan must have told you why I asked you to come here.¡± Chen Jingshen answered faintly: ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°I have no objection to you doing some recreational activities in your spare time, but you are a high school student, so smoking and drinking is not what you should do, do you understand?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Zhuang Xingqin nodded and suddenly said, ¡°how does it feel to be a deskmate with Yu Fan?¡± Chen Jingshen raised his drooping eyelids a little bit: ¡°very good.¡± Zhuang Xingqin and never figured out why Chen Jingshen wanted to be a deskmate with Yu Fan. At first, she thought that Chen Jingshen was trying to be clean. after all, Yu Fan could sleep seven out of eight classes a day, and he would never bother others. But after observing for a while, it doesn¡¯t seem to be the case. ¡°your mother talked to me,¡± Zhuang Xingqin said politely. ¡°she hopes I can arrange a more suitable seat for you.¡± Perhaps the head teacher revealed something to Chen Jingshen¡¯s parents. When the other party called, he put forward her request straight to the point. Chen Jingshen frowned, and his disgust flashed by on his face. He was about to say¨C. ¡°however, in my opinion, parents do not have the right to change students¡¯ seats at will unless it is myopic or other special circumstances of the body.¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°I arrange the position to see only two points, one is whether the arrangement is good for the two students, and the other is the students¡¯ own wishes.¡± ¡°as far as I¡¯m concerned, it¡¯s not good to put you together. But I wanted to watch for a while and consider whether to change seats, so I put it off until after the mid-term exam. ¡± He shook his phone, and the screen is a picture of him on ktv. ¡°at least don¡¯t let it happen again, okay?¡± Chen Jingshen had that cold expression. He doesn¡¯t know if he listened or not: ¡°Okay.¡± Zhuang Xingqin sighed, ¡°all right, go back.¡± Chen Jingshen turned his head and left. Just as he was about to walk out of the office door, Zhuang Xingqin couldn¡¯t help shouting at him. The teenager looked back with no expression on his face. ¡°Yu Fan looks fierce, and what he does is also scary, but he is not bad in nature. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°if you can, the teacher hopes that you can help him as much as possible without affecting your own studies.¡± After Chen Jingshen left, Zhuang Xingqin picked up the bread and stuffed it into his mouth. He bowed his head to continue to revise the teaching plan. The head teacher of Class 8, who sat in and listened for a long time, put up with it again and again, and finally he stuck his head out and said. ¡°Mr. Zhuang, I know you have good intentions, but do you really think that student can be saved?¡± Zhuang Xingqin smiled but said nothing. Zhuang Xingqin picked up his cell phone and was about to press it when he saw Yu Fan sitting next to Chen Jingshen. In the first picture Yu Fan of the photo seems to be playing with his mobile phone lazily. In the next one his eyes have been staring at Chen Jingshen, twisting his eyebrows, with a little anger and indisputable irritability. In the next photo, the dice cup is already in his hand. The window was half open and the spring breeze brushed his face. Zhuang Xingqin put down his cell phone and suddenly remembered something of the past. The teacher who visited Zhuang Xingqin told him for certainty that Yu Fan was the one who gave her the biggest headache in history. At the beginning of the first year of senior high school, his class often sent groups of people outside the classroom, and some of them had only one goal¨C figurative complexity. Some people came specially to see him because they heard that a particularly handsome freshman from Class 7 had come. Others heard that Class 7 have a new student who was especially dramatized in junior high school and came here specially to put down his power. Most of the latter are boys who call themselves school bosses. At first they gave out childish threats such as ¡°be careful¡±, ¡°Don¡¯t tug¡± and ¡°do whatever I tell you to do¡±. If it were another student, he would nod and say yes, and basically nothing would have happened. But Yu Fan is not like any other student. Yu Fan always has only one word to deal with them: ¡°stupid.¡± Yu Fan had no friends at first. He always played with the seniors alone, and every day he was black and blue in class. He does not know how many times Zhuang Xingqin transferred monitoring, he asked the school to persuade or punish the senior boys, and at the same time frequently communicated with Yu Fan. Yu Fan was only silent. Finally, after she received the punishment notice from the school for the fourth time, she decided to go to Yu Fan¡¯s house for a home visit. It was Saturday, and because the decision was temporary, he didn¡¯t notify Yu Fan in advance. There were no answer even though he called his parents. Although he doesn¡¯t know if he is at home, he is going to try her luck. Zhuang Xingqin still remembers that day. He found Yu Fan¡¯s home according to her mailing address. The shabby wooden door was surrounded by many neighbors, whispering anxiously; there was a crash inside the door, accompanied by fierce, vulgar abuse. Zhuang Xingqin finally knows why Yu Fan can always beat others. The policeman from the neighborhood broke in. He saw the house in a mess. Yu Fan, with a broken broom, fought to the death with a man twice his size, his face covered with blood. Zhuang Xingqin ignored all Yu Fan¡¯s refusal and accompanied him to the police station. He accompanied him through all the procedures, took him to the hospital, and then contacted the local neighborhood committee and women¡¯s federation. When he called, Yu Fan was sitting on the hospital bench. With his dark eyes sticking out of the bandage, he stared closely at him and said, ¡°Mr Zhuang, don¡¯t come again.¡± ¡°Wouldn¡¯t it be nice to have a student graduate from high school who didn¡¯t commit any trouble? ¡± Zhuang Xingqn and looked at him. He smiled and nodded, ¡°Yes.¡± It would be nice to be able to go smoothly. ¡± ¨C When Chen Jingshen returned to the classroom, his deskmate was already lying on his stomach on the desk. The boy looked the same as usual with one hand on his neck and the other on the table. Chen Jingshen glanced at the back of his head and sat down to pull out his English textbook for early reading. Wang Luan received an order early in the morning. When he saw him coming back, he leaned over his head and asked, ¡°high achiever, did he scold you? He didn¡¯t punish you, did you? ¡± The hands hanging over the desk curled up slightly. Chen Jingshen pretended not to see it. He flipped through the book, and the corners of his mouth tensed down. ¡°Fuck, high achiever, why do you look like that? Don¡¯t scare me. ¡± Wang Lu¡¯an said, ¡°did Zhuang Xingqin scold you?¡± Chen Jingshen pursed his lips and said nothing. Zhang Xianjing of the table turned her head and said, ¡°nonsense, he must have been scolded.¡± ¡°But Zhuang Xingqin didn¡¯t scold me much!¡± ¡°can the teacher¡¯s demands on you and on high achiever be met at once? As long as you don¡¯t break the law and discipline, Zhuang Xingqin won¡¯t bother to scold you. ¡± ¡°¡­¡± She asked curiously, ¡°high achiever, is this the first time you have been criticized by a teacher?¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°Hmm.¡± Zhang Xianjing shook her head and tut: ¡°Wang Luan, you have sinned too much.¡± ¡± It doesn¡¯t matter if you get a few words of scolding, ¡°Wang Luan asked.¡± you didn¡¯t get punished, did you, high achiever? ¡± The person lying beside him moved the tip of his ear. Chen Jingshen held his pen in silence and threw out a sentence after a second: ¡°it¡¯s all right.¡± Oh, boy. With a heavy sound, everyone thought that Zhuang Xingqin scolded him, but high achiever was unwilling to put pressure on his classmates and he chose to bear the tragic drama silently. Because of guilt, Wang Luan¡¯s voice in his morning reading was much louder than usual, which frightened the English teacher. Chen Jingshen whispered and read after him for a while without any strength. The man next to him was coy and finally raised his head from his arm. ¡°Hey.¡± He touched Chen Jingshen with his leg under the desk: ¡°you go to the office after class.¡± Chen Jingshen stopped and looked at him. Yu Fan stared at the English textbook and said lazily, ¡°just say I forced you to go there, and I forced you to drink the wine.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°No.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan grinds his teeth: ¡°it¡¯s up to you if you want to be scolded.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°¡­¡± When the English teacher passed by, she saw Yu Fan pinch his English textbook. She swung her curly ponytail and turned her head down the aisle of the other group as if she didn¡¯t see it. Two minutes later, there came another sentence with clenched teeth: ¡°what on earth have you been scolded for? Have you been punished? ¡± ¡°No.¡± Chen Jingshen hung his eyes and was quiet for a while before he said, ¡°the teacher didn¡¯t come to me because I went to ktv.¡± ¡°Then why?¡± ¡°It¡¯s because you go to sleep in class.¡± Yu Fan confused: ¡°what does it have to do with you when I sleep in class?¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly: ¡°when I applied to change seats, I promised that I would be responsible for monitoring your class status.¡± ¡°?¡± ¡°if I don¡¯t do it properly, I should be criticizes.¡± Chen Jingshen hung his eyes and said, ¡°it doesn¡¯t matter. I just said a few words.¡± ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± ¡°¡­¡± The afternoon class is mathematics. Zhuang Xingqin walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in his arms and glanced at the position in the back row. Living up to expectations he see a head lying on its stomach. He skillfully picked out a piece of chalk from the box, squeezed it in half with one hand, and raised his hand just about to throw it¨C. The head suddenly moved. The person who is always unable to wake up with ten pieces of chalk is now leaning on the table with one hand and sitting up reluctantly with his closed eyes. Two seconds later, Yu Fan raised his eyelids and looked at him angrily. Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°¡­? ¡± CH 30 Yu Fan leaned against the wall, propped up his elbows, his head in the palm of his hand. He tried his best not to close his eyes. He was not so sleepy, but today the sun is so good that it warms him up. This is a math class. Zhuang Xingqin spits out a pile of numbers and formulas that he does not understand, which is tantamount to playing a lullaby in his ear. After fishing for ten minutes, Yu Fan¡¯s head suddenly went down and was just about to fall on the table. A slightly cool touch supported his head. Yu Fan opened his eyes vaguely and confronted Chen Jingshen¡¯s fingers with a pen between his legs. Looking through the fingers he could see Chen Jingshen¡¯s cold jaw line is slightly raised, and his Adam¡¯s apple line protruding. If he hadn¡¯t put a hand on his forehead, he would have felt that the man was listening carefully. The next moment, Chen Jingshen glanced down at the corner of his eyes. They looked at each other briefly for two seconds in the spring sun. The place that was held by the back of the hand was numb, and the numerous drowsiness flew away. He regained his senses, removed Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand and adjusted his position on the chair with a straight face. Zhuang Xingqin originally thought that Yu Fan just omitted the wake-up call process between them and missed the next two classes of other teachers. When he quietly patrolled the corridor, Yu Fan was awake. Every time they looked at each other through the window, there was some subtlety in their faces. School ends at noon. As soon as Zhang Xianjing looked back, she saw Yu Fan and Wang Luan fall on the table together with the bell. ¡°what can I do for you two?¡± Zhang Xianjing fixed lipstick and said, ¡°You don¡¯t sleep in class and sleep after school?¡± Wang Luan wanted to sleep forever, but he was so hungry that he cooed. ¡°do you think I¡¯m stupid?¡± He struggled and crawled. ¡°isn¡¯t that someone trying to roll me up? Sitting like a bamboo stick all morning, asking my discipline officer deskmate to look after me. He would wrete down my name so who dares to sleep? ¡± Wang Luaan knocked on Yu Fan¡¯s desk and said, ¡°What¡¯s the matter with you today? you haven¡¯t touched the desk all morning?¡± It¡¯s not because someone¡¯s asking for trouble¨C. Next to him came a short sound of someone buckling the lid of a pen. ¡°I.¡± Yu Fan clenched his teeth, sat down again, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, ¡°not sleepy.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± If you¡¯re don¡¯t have this grave face, I¡¯ll believe you. ¡°Then let¡¯s go and eat in the cafeteria. I¡¯m starving.¡± Wang Luan rubbed his belly, ¡°come back to sleep after eating.¡± Yu Fan said ¡°uh-huh¡± lazily, tilting his head on the table looking for a cell phone that he didn¡¯t have the energy to touch all morning. ¡°wait a minute, I¡¯ll go with you.¡± Zhang Xianjing tidied up her school uniform. Yu Fan caught a glimpse of the person sitting at the back and asked casually, ¡°high achiever, do you want to go to the cafeteria for dinner?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen put his textbook in the drawer, dropped his eyes, then suddenly turned his head and whispered, ¡°can I go?¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­?¡± Yu Fan stuffed his cell phone into his pocket, turned his head and walked towards the back door of the room, throwing down a cold sentence. ¡°it¡¯s up to you. I don¡¯t own the canteen.¡± Yu Fan is so famous in the school that he attracts the silent attention of some students every time he enters the canteen. After all, he became famous first in this place. This time, with the addition of the first grade who is as handsome as Yu Fan, as soon as Wang Luan walked into the canteen, he felt that all the students present had stopped their chopsticks. This kind of attention greatly satisfied Wang Luan ¡®s vanity, and his sleepiness vanished in an instant. The canteen was crowded with students, the doors and windows were open but still hot, and the shabby wall fans on the wall twisted their heads and whined. Zuo Kuan came early and has already occupied the seats for them. After the meal, Zhang Xianjing beckoned Chen Jingshen to sit beside her. As soon as Wang Luan loosened his hand, he put the meal plate directly in front of her. Zhang Xianjing could only watch Chen Jingshen sit on the opposite side of her face. Chen Jingshen sat down and glanced at the opposite man¡¯s lunch. Two dishes and one meat, it looks healthy. ¡°Yu Fan,¡± Zuo Kuan opened his mouth and said mysteriously, ¡°guess who was sitting opposite me just now?¡± ¡°who?¡± ¡°Ding Xiao!¡± Zuo Kuan slapped his thigh and said, ¡°fantastic. As soon as Sun Jing saw you enter the cafeteria, he ran away without eating. I just sat down and ate for two hours. ¡± Yu Fan said without any care: ¡°Oh.¡± ¡°Tsk. No fun.¡± Zuo Kuan asked, ¡°by the way, Wang Luan, did your head teacher also receive the picture of ktv?¡± ¡°Yes, I was called to the office early in the morning.¡± As soon as his name was mentioned he answered, ¡°Hey, Zuo Kuan, what¡¯s going on with the Q-picket Q-group? Aren¡¯t you the leader of the group? do you know who spread it? ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°if I knew, wouldn¡¯t I tell you?¡± Wang Luan said vaguely with rice in his mouth, ¡°Why am I so unlucky recently? I was also caught arrested last week¡­. ¡± Yu Fan did not say anythig. He didn¡¯t get enough sleep, and his face was smelly. Wvery classmate who subconsciously passed him was silent, for fear that he would shake his head on the rice plate. His speed of eating is a habit he developed last year. On the other side, Chen Jingshen sat straight on his back, he ate properly and there was a grain of corn on his spoon. He looked like he was eating a 168 yuan shrimp corn in a western restaurant. The people next to him are still talking about the photos. In the middle of eating, Yu Fan could not bear it and looked up: ¡°¡­.. What do you think? ¡± ¡°Nothing.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s spoon¡¯s sank back into the rice, he filled his spoon with a lot of foof Yu Fan, and ate it. Two cute girls walked up and down the aisle behind their table three times. Everyone else was talking and didn¡¯t notice, but Zhang Xianjing noticed it. Following the girl¡¯s line of sight, her eyes fell on Chen Jingshen¡¯s face. She took a sip of yogurt, raised her chin and whispered, ¡°high achiever, look at those two girls, did they study with you before?¡± Chen Jingshen took a look: ¡°maybe they did.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Looks like you don¡¯t like beautiful girls with good grades. On a whim, Zhang Xianjing suddenly put down her chopsticks and asked, ¡°high achiever, have you never liked anyone else?¡± Without waiting for Chen Jingshen to answer, Zuo Kuan frowned. ¡°Nonsense, certainly not.¡± Zuo Kuan said in a cool way, ¡°do you think high achiever looks like a person who would be in a puppy love? He is the type of person who only wants to study, and he will definitely think about this kind of thing only when he is working, so don¡¯t bother with it. ¡± Chen Jingshen said nothing. Zhang Xianjing frowned and asked Zuo Kuan why he was interrupting. ¡°Not really.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°I have someon I like.¡± ¡°Ahem.¡± He swallowed so quickly that Yu Fan choked on the rice. he turned his head and coughed in surprise. The others at the table were quiet for a few seconds. Wang Luan: ¡°Fuck.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Fuck.¡± Zhang Xianjing immediately put down the chopsticks. ¡°really? Who is it? ¡± Yu Fan turned his head. He couldn¡¯t say anything because he keeps on coughing. Chen Jingshen: ¡°it¡¯s not convenient to say.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t see it, high achiever!¡± Wang Luan exclaimed, then reached out and patted the person next to him on the back. ¡°Yu Fan, what¡¯s the matter with you?¡±Is everything all right? ¡± Zhang Xianjing was dying of curiosity: ¡°reveal one thing, is the person from our school? What kind? Have you been together for a while? ¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s unrequited love.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s expression was calm, and his words seemed to answer her question, ¡°cute type.¡± Yu Fan coughs fast and smokes. Everyone didn¡¯t realize that he would speak so bluntly. It was a surprise. Do you need to have a secret love even if you look like this? Zuo Kuan looked deeply at Chen Jingshen and suddenly felt that high achiever was ten thousand times more pleasing to the eye. ¡°hiss, who has such a high vision? High achiever, are you shy and did not condess? ¡± Zhang Xianjing said, ¡°you have to attack bravely!¡± Who is shy? And you like him. Why are you so excited? Yu Fan was going to get over it, but he was patted so vigorously by Wang Luan. Chen Jingshen understated: ¡°I confessed.¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°?¡± ¡°high achiever, how about this?¡± the smart woman has a new strategy. ¡°you tell me who it is, and I will help you customize a pursuit plan. I can guarantee you a month¨C I¡¯ll help you win her in a week! In exhange, you help me with every exam in the future. How¡¯s that? ¡± Chen Jingshen was about to say something when he slammed the chopsticks on the dinner plate and suddenly stood up. Wang Luan was startled. He knew this situation, the last time Yu Fan was blocked in an alley, he almost had the same expression. So what happened? As soon as he was about to ask, he saw Yu Fan, with a red face, asked word by word. ¡°have you finished eating?¡± Chen Jingshen clasped his fingers and put down the cutlery: ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡± Come back with me. ¡± ¡°Good.¡± They did not understand what was going on, but Yu Fan had already led him away. ¡°Why don¡¯t we go back to the room first? ¡± Wang Luan turned around and asked, ¡°They¡¯re not going anywhere to fight, are they?¡± During the lunch break, the students in the class either go home to the dorm or have not finished their lunch. The room was empty. Yu Fan sat down so violently that the chair moved back and made a shrill sound. He threw his phone on the table and blurted out angrily, ¡°Why don¡¯t you just go to the radio room and tell the whole school that you have a crush on me?¡± Chen Jingshen pondered for two seconds without expression. ¡°is that okay?¡± Yu Fan is expressionless: ¡°if you want to fight, you can.¡± Chen Jingshen was silent for a moment. ¡°I just answered their question, but I didn¡¯t say your name, can¡¯t I?¡± ¡°No,¡± Yu said, grinding his teeth. ¡°Don¡¯t say anthingg at all.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen leaned back in his chair and hung his hands loosely on his legs. ¡°I see, I can only secretly like you.¡± ¡°¡­¡± How could this shameless person say such a sentence? Before Yu Fan returned to the room, he had already figured out how to warn him severely. As a result, he was fooled by Chen Jingshen¡¯s words. He felt like he puched a cotton, Yu Fan scratched his hair, pulled his coat out of the drawer and put it on the table and went to sleep. After lying down for a second, he heard the person next to him ask, ¡°can I wake you up in class in the afternoon?¡± Yu Fan clenched his fist: ¡°No, scram.¡± Chen Jingshen bowed his head and did two questions. Until the person beside him was breathing smoothly, he leaned the end of his pen gently against the test paper and looked over quietly. Yu Fan unconsciously chose a posture in which he felt comfortable. Half of his face was out of his arm. He felt the sun glaring and frowned lightly. The afternoon sun was soft and long on his face, and even the fluff was clear. Chen Jingshen looked at the shadow under his eyelashes and suddenly wondered whether it was a reality or a dream. Noon is a good time to have a rest. Hu Pang didn¡¯t go back to the teacher¡¯s dormitory and put his hands on his back as he patrolled the school building. As he passed Class 7, he took a subconscious look inside. He saw Chen Jingshen, who had just stood up carefully. Hu Pang was gratified to see that the first grade even had a serious lunch break, and even felt that the person beside Chen Jingshen was much more pleasing to the eye. Hu Pang gave a sigh and was about to open his mouth to say something when Chen Jingshen suddenly nodded to him coldly. Hu Pang subconsciously nodded and then had a meal. Wait? Why is this interaction a little familiar? Before Hu Pang realized it, he heard a light rustle. All of a sudden all he can see was blue. Chen Jingshen have been drawn the blue curtains inside. I feel like YF is unfair about not letting CJ say anything, but it¡¯s just me. CH 31 Yu Fan didn¡¯t sleep in the class for two days in a row, which made Zhuang Xingqin really happy for a while. But he soon discovered that although he didn¡¯t sleep, he didn¡¯t attend classes either. Once again, he saw this person pulled out a Chinese textbook in his math class. Zhuang Xingqin could not stand it, and took the person to the office at once. ¡°I thought you didn¡¯t sleep in class, but you didn¡¯t even learn well.¡± Zhuang Xingqin sat in the chair with his arms folded. What, are you afraid of being registered by the class committee? I don¡¯t think you would be like that either. ¡± Yu Fan was so sleepy that he blurted out, ¡°I haven¡¯t thanked you yet.¡± He have to be supervised not to sleep in class. Other people would be criticize others if he isn¡¯t supervise well. When the words came out, Yu Fan felt a little strange. He pursed his mouth and stopped. ¡°me? What¡¯s wrong with me? ¡± Zhuang Xingqin was at loss. Yu Fan leaned lazily against the table: ¡°nothing.¡± Zhuang Xingqin was angry again by his attitude of not saying anything. Je unscrewed the thermos cup and held his hand, ¡°if you go on like this, what can you do after graduation? If you want to get into a vocational college, you¡¯ll have to pay for it, you know? ¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Knowing that he was perfunctory again, Zhuang Xingqin could not help staring up at him. Yu Fan¡¯s injuries to the face at the beginning of school have all disappeared, but if you look carefully, there is actually a very shallow mark between the two moles on the face. He stared, his eyes softening again. In fact, compared to his grades, he is morried more about his complicated state of mind. He had seen Yu Fan fight with blood on his face, but his movements and gestures were as cold. He once suspected that Yu Fan also violent. Of course, it has something to do with his family. How can children still want to study when they grow up in such an environment? ¡°Forget it. I know it won¡¯t hurt if I go on.¡± Zhuang Xingqin put down the cup and announced, ¡°if you still give that kind of score in this mid-term exam, I will go to your house for another home visit.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s face sunked. ¡°I told you not to come here again¨C¡± ¡°when you become headmaster, come and give me an order.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan¡¯s body unconsciously stood upright: ¡°even if you went, he couldn¡¯t control me.¡± Zhuang Xingqin was unmoved. As a matter of fact, he wanted to make another home visit, not just for the sake of grades. He just wanted to talk to Yu Fan¡¯s father again and try his best to make him pay attention to his child¡¯s education. ¡°We¡¯ll talk about it when you finish the exam.¡± Zhuang Xingqin waved his hand and did not intend to wrestle with him on this topic. ¡°it¡¯s time for class, so go back.¡± When Yu Fan returned to the classroom, Wang Luan was sitting in Zhang Xianjing¡¯s seat and asked Chen Jingshen to help him draw a key point. Wang Luan: ¡°Did you get scolded?¡± Chen Jingshen stopped his pen and glanced at him quietly. His expression is much heavier than it was when he left. This is very rare. Even when Yu Fan visited Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s several times ago, he went there with a straight face, and then returned with a look of indifference. ¡°nothing.¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t notice the look of the people around him. He was thinking about how to stop Zhuang Xingqin from meeting Yu Kaimin. Change the locks in the house and keep Yu Kaimin from going home? Moving? Or just drop out. The idea became more and more extreme, in his subconscious. He was extremely resistant to Yu Kaimin¡¯s contact with anyone he knew. ¡°high achiever, I find that stupid bird¡¯s first-flying evolutionary version is really good. I can¡¯t believe I can read most of the questions on the test paper just sent out by Xingqin, ¡°Wang Lu¡¯an asked.¡± do you think I have a chance to score 80 in math this time? ¡± ¡°look at the difficulty of the examination paper.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°if you can answer through the questions I have drawn, the score will not be too low.¡± Wang Luan immediately smiled and got up with the book in his arms. ¡°all right, I¡¯ll go back and fight them for three hundred rounds¡­. Yu Fan, let¡¯s not go to the billiards hall after school. ¡± Yu Fan ignored him. He was in such a bad mood just now, but now he suddenly remembered that the easiest way to stop Zhuang Xingqin was to get a good score in the mid-term exam. The bell rang and everyone around returned to their seats. In the last two classes this afternoon, Yu Fan took out his cell phone and sent a message. [-: do you have any answers for the midterm exam? ]. [Zuo Kuan: my grass. Don¡¯t you disdain copying answers? ]. [-: do you want to copy it this time? ]. [Zuo Kuan: No, didn¡¯t your teacher tell you? In this mid-term exam, we need to open a signal shield. Lucky for you, this is the first time this school has opened this thing. ¡¿ ¡°..¡± Yu Fan threw the phone into the drawer with a face and smashed it into the pile of school uniform coats. The coat tilted down with the weight, revealing the exercise book that had been lying inside for a long time, the one he had not opened even once. Yu Fan dropped the word ¡°stupid bird¡± and suddenly remembered what Wang Luan had just said. This thing is good, huh? Wang Luan even does the evolutionary version, so the ordinary version should be quite basic. Maybe he can read it. But wouldn¡¯t he humiliated infront of Chen Jingshen if he saw him reading through it? Yu Fan thought and secretly glanced at the person beside him. Chen Jingshen was bowing his head exercises and sketched the draft paper using the tip of his pen. When he does exercises, he always looks paralyzed, frowning occasionally, and looks like an isolated man. At ordinary times, Chen Jingshen would not respond to Zhang Xianjing singing and dancing in front of him. He will only look through the exercise book. It would be impossible to be caught by him, Yu Fan thought. Chen Jingshen¡¯s pen stopped and he looked beside him using the corner of his eyes, when he felt the feeling of someone staring at him disappear. He saw the left arm of his deskmate holding his left arm between the two tables, with grandiose movements. It looks like he trying to block someone¡¯s view. It¡¯s a pity that the arms are so thin that Chen Jingshen was able to see it at a glance. His deskmate acted like a thief, digging into the the table with the other hand. Cheng Jingshen¡¯s ¡°stupid birds fly first¡± saw the light of day again. Chen Jingshen: ¡°¡­?¡± Yu Fan carefully opened the book and read it quietly for ten minutes, when his head suddenly turned sideways¨C. Before Chen Jingshen looked at him, he quickly withdrew his eyes and casually answered the ¡°test paper¡± with a ¡°B¡±. Making sure Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t find it, Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief. This book is indeed very basic, and the problem-solving process is detailed enough. There are two problems and even the key formulas of Junior Middle School knowledge was tackled in the first few pages. Yu Fan was not so mixed up when he was in junior high school. He got more than 70 points in math when he was in the first year of senior high school. But later in the exam, he was not in a good mood, and he only filled in multiple-choice questions and filled in blank questions with 0 and 1. His score slowly dropped to single digits. He grabbed his pen and began to read the topic carefully. It went well at first, but after a few pages, it was a bit of a struggle. He couldn¡¯t answer the question until the bell rang. But the people around him began to move one after another, and Yu Fan had no choice but to put the exercise book back into the drawer with a straight face. ¡°Wang Luan.¡± Chen Jingshen put down his pen and turned his head and shouted. ¡°Hey?¡± Wang Luan was stunned for a moment. ¡°what¡¯s the matter, high achiever?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll tell you a question.¡± ¡°?¡± Wang Luan was so flattered that he immediately came over. The title is edited by Chen Jingshen, and the problem is written in the draft paper. Chen Jingshen was not satisfied until he read out the question, and half of the text actually coincided with the question he had just stuck. ? Is it such a coincidence? He looked at Chen Jingshen suspiciously, but the other side was unresponsive. Chen Jingshen spoke in such detail that he even read the formula again. Yu Fan threw a chewing gum into his mouth and chewed at the same time. He figured out why Wang Luan liked to talk to Chen Jingshen. Wang Luan was very attentive at first, but he thought something was wrong. He wanted to open his mouth several times, but was blocked by Chen Jingshen¡¯s explanation. After he had finished talking to the other party, he said weakly, ¡°No, high achiever. I can do this. ¡± Chen Jingshen held his pen between his fingers and raised his eyebrows: ¡°Really?¡± ¡°Oh, this is so simple. I know how to do it.¡± ¡°Oh.¡± When he saw Yu Fan writing secretly, Chen Jingshen said, ¡°then you are very good.¡± That night, Yu Fan took ¡°stupid Bird first Flying¡± into his school uniform coat and took it home. He took a casual shower and sat down at his desk. Yu Fan can¡¯t remember when he last read at night. After the second year of junior high school, he never brought his studies home again. He opened the book and looked down on the pages. Ten minutes later, he scratched his hair impatiently. Although this exercise book is simple, it can¡¯t stand up to his poor foundation. The first few pages were fine, and the more time he spent later. It¡¯s too late to take the mid-term exam next week. Is it really difficult to cram at the last minute? Yu Fan was holding a pen and suddenly felt a little at a loss. With such a big foundation, no matter how hard he tries, he can¡¯t get such a good score. Otherwise, why would there be so many students who are driven crazy by math? He felt that it might be more feasible to find another way to stop Zhuang Xingqin than to learn. Why don¡¯t you give it back? Yu Fan threw down the pen and was just about to put the book together¨C. With a ¡°buzz¡±, the desk phone suddenly vibrated. It was followed by sounds one after another. Yu Fan leaned back, put his legs in a chair and hung his pen behind his ears. He picked up his cell phone and tapped it. Chen Jingshen sent him several videos. what¡¯s that? Yu Fan twisted his eyebrow and hesitated to open. In the picture, there is an unfolded exercise book, ¡°stupid birds fly first¡± in his hand, and the place he opens is exactly the page where he is staying. Chen Jingshen held his pen and circled one of the questions. With a mobile phone in one hand, this circle is drawn a little reluctantly. ¡°Now that you have a low foundation, your scores are easy to pull. As long as you are willing to work hard, there will be no problem with a small improvement. ¡± The old neighborhood at night is filled with the sound of mahjong and the crying of children. Chen Jingshen¡¯s voice rang cleanly and lowly into the room, and the movement outside the window seemed to float far away. ¡°this piece of knowledge, only do this line. Point A is connected to point E, and there is an auxiliary line here. ¡± Yu Fan silently sighed for a moment, took the pen off his ear, and began to write slowly with his voice. It has been an hour since the video was finished, paused and played halfway. Yu Fan delineated Chen Jingshen¡¯s news to the bottom. [s: sent to the wrong person. ]. It was sent 54 minutes ago. Yu Fan stopped writing and replied ¡°?¡± . The next second, the phone shakes. [s: I¡¯d like to send it to Wang Lu¡¯an. ]. [-:? ]. [-: This version and you want to send it to Wang Luan? ]. [s: Oh, I got the wrong guidance book, too. ]. [-:. ]. Yu Fan typed a ¡°silly you¡±. As he was about to send it out, another video was sent from the opposite side. In the video, Fan-Fan rub against Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand. Chen Jingshen seems to be sitting in a chair. He scratches him with five fingers and asks, ¡°what are you doing? Want to go out? ¡± Fan-Fan: ¡°Woof!¡± ¡°I can¡¯t hold you.¡± ¡°Woof?¡± ¡°the elder brother? He doesn¡¯t have time to take you. ¡± ¡°Wow, woof, woof.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I see. I¡¯ll ask him for you.¡± The video is over. [s: this is the only way to send a message to you. ]. Yu Fan grabbed the shoulder towel to cover his and rubbed his nose. He raised the corner of his mouth for no reason, and then clicked his the screen with his thumb. [-: are you stupid? ]. -. In the self-study class the next day, Yu Fan secretly pulled out ¡°stupid birds fly first¡±. After reading the title on one page, it was his turn to finish the last passage. He brought several formulas that didn¡¯t work. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t seem to have this kind of question in the video last night. He frowned and subconsciously turned his head: ¡°this question¨C¡± It¡¯s over. Fuck. Chen Jingshen turned to look him in the eye. At this moment, he didn¡¯t know whether to destroy this book or beat Chen Jingshen so he could lose his memory. When he hesitated, Chen Jingshen naturally put away his test paper. ¡°Let me see it.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Oh, shit. Does he like to talk about this topic? What is there to be ashamed of? Isn¡¯t this book supposed to pay him for walking the dog? Yu Fan licked his lips and took off the arm between them: ¡°Oh.¡±¡­ ¡± Yu Fan is now consciously biting his thumb. When Chen Jingshen finished this question, he subconsciously wanted to ask one more question, but it was interrupted by a clear knock on the door. The Chinese teacher stood at the door of the classroom and said, ¡°students, in the next self-study class, I will come and see if you memorized the passage¡± The class complained with a cry. ¡°teacher, why are you asking us to cram?¡± Wang Lu¡¯an immediately asked, ¡°Do you want to take this in the mid-term exam?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t talk nonsense.¡± The Chinese teacher said, ¡± this is supposed to be for the test, so hurry up and review it.¡± The Chinese teacher had just left, and the class doing papers stopped. Everyone stuffed things into drawers and took out their Chinese textbooks. Chen Jingshen looked at his deskmate again: ¡°have you got it?¡± Yu Fan was stupefied for a moment and replied, ¡°Oh¡­. Got it. ¡± That embarrassment just now seems to have flown away. Yu Fan remembered that there was not only Zhuang Xingin in the mid-term exam, but also physics, Chinese and English. He¡¯s all bad at them. He put away ¡°stupid birds fly first¡±, followed the stream, took out the Chinese textbook together, and found out the ¡°statement form¡±. In order to memorize it quickly, everyone around them opened their mouths and chanted, their voices crowded together, like chanting sutras. So even if he followed suit, no one would find out. Yu Fan said: ¡°When I was four years old, my uncle took my grandmother¡¯s will. Grandmother Liu. ¡± Liu what? How do you pronounce this word? When he came back from searching Baidu, Yu Fan repeated after the class, and he can finally read the previous short paragraph. Yu Fan endured the fire that was made in classical Chinese, and then went down, ¡°catch the holy dynasty and bathe in the Qing Dynasty. The former gatekeeper. ¡± My what? Who can fucking recite this? Yu Fan scratched his ear and scratched his cheek and took out his cell phone to search in Baidu. Yu Fan found that Chen Jingshen was looking at him and smiled. The narrow eyes bent lightly, smiled faintly and quietly. Yu Fan looked at him for a long time and then asked, ¡°you motherfucker. What are you laughing at? ¡± ¡°Nothing.¡± Chen Jingshen was positive and quickly retracted his sight. A few seconds later, he looked at him again with that residual smile at the end of my eyes. ¡°I¡¯m happy thinking that I will be able to sit with you again in the future.¡± ¡°¡­¡± The Chinese teacher came into the classroom again, holding the textbook and twisting his head back for a while. The words in the textbook are still full of words he can¡¯t read. Yu Fan¡¯s brain is a little stiff, and no matter how he looks at the second paragraph, he might as well go through it again from the beginning. When I was four years old, my uncle took my grandmother¡¯s will. Grandmother Liu. Liu what is it? Shit, Chen Jingshen is poisonous. CH 32 It was Wang Luan who first found out that Yu Fan was studying. He took out his pen and paper planning to talk with Chen Jingshen after class. When he saw two heads huddle together. To be exact, Yu Fan was leaning and Chen Jingshen still sat upright. Yu Fan¡¯s arms were bent on the table, his chin was propped lazily on it, and his head was a little crooked. From Wang Luan ¡®s point of view, it is almost affixed to Chen Jingshen¡¯s shirt sleeve. Wang Luan wanted to ask after class, but he couldn¡¯t help it. He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Yu Fan. Wang Luan:Studying behind my back, does it mean that you want to take me by surprise and take me by surprise? ]. [-:. ]. [-:scram. ] Wang Luan: but I feel that your relationship with high achiever has changed in the past two days. ]. Wang Luan: Oh no, it seems to have been good before. You sent him back when we were in ktv. ]. Wang Luan: ¡°it seems better now. ]. Better my ass. It¡¯s just for the mid-term exam. When the exam is over, he will cross the river and tear down the bridge, unload the mill and kill¨C. ¡°do you understand?¡± Chen Jing asked deeply. Yu Fan threw his phone back and frowned at the bitter words. Chen Jingshen spoke in enough detail that he didn¡¯t understand it at this time, and he looked very stupefied. ¡°I see.¡± Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes and looked at him. Afraid of missing any step, Yu Fan listened very carefully, and the person unwittingly crossed the gap between the two desks. His other hand grabbed impatiently on his hair because he could not understand the problem. The hair is thick,dark and looks soft. A few seconds later, he didn¡¯t hear any sound and looked up. ¡°¡­¡± His strength of scratching his hair get heavier ¡°what are you looking at? Don¡¯t look at me, read the question. ¡± Chen Jingshen turned his eyes and re-solved the problem. Yu Fan: ¡°what is it? I said I understood. ¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I want to say it again.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan awkwardly re-read the question: ¡°whatever you want.¡± For several nights in a row, Yu Fan was able to receive Chen Jingshen¡¯s ¡°wrong¡± message. Chen Jingshen held his mobile phone casually and sent over more videos. Yu Fan watched¡± a lot of things other than the papers in the question bank. Chen Jingshen¡¯s desk, pen holder, and even lamp are all gray, and there are no objects on the table except paper, pens and headphones. When he do a problem, he will show a corner of his coat, occasionally black, occasionally gray plaid, accompanied by that cold, low voice. The whole video ¡°feels cold¡±. Chen Jingshen no longer said that he was wrong and Yu Fan did not ask. The two unwittingly chatted out many pages of chat records. The day before the mid-term exam, Yu Fan took a shower and picked up his cell phone and didn¡¯t see any messages. He raised his eyebrow and confirmed the time. It was five minutes after nine. Sitting lazily on the chair, he picked up the towel on his shoulder and wiped the end of his hair. His eyes stopped at Chen Jingshen¡¯s Wechat profile picture for a few seconds, and then he ¡°entered¡±. The message stayed the same as yesterday. Why are you late? As soon as he typed in the dialog box, he suddenly reacted to it and deleted it quickly. No, no. What an idiot. Chen Jingshen had never promised to send video topics to him every night. Yu Fan seems to have regained his sense of reason after holding the phone for a while. Chen Jingshen has no obligation to teach him every day. Tthere is no agreement, no transaction, and they don¡¯t have that kind of relationship where they can chat every day.¡± He threw his phone on the table, open the pen lid with one hand. He lifted his hair back, and flip through your exercise book. He will just teach himself. Anyway, he can understand some simple topics now. ¡°buzz.¡± Yu Fan threw down the pen, thinking that he was just two minutes late. They can still talk in the phone. Someone in the sub-group of Nancheng high School has @ you. ]. [Zuo Kuan: @ Wang Luan, @-do you play games? Let¡¯s eat chicken, your class and ours]. Wang Lu¡¯an: I¡¯m coming. Wait for me. ]. Zhang Xianjing: aren¡¯t you going to study tonight? ]. Wang Luan: I thought about it carefully. I¡¯ve been working hard for two weeks, and it¡¯s not bad to play this night. Besides, if I didn¡¯t do well in this exam, then tonight is my last night of freedom! ]. Zuo Kuan: cut the crap and get on the number. What about @Yu Fan? -]. Yu Fan cratched the record of the chat. As soon as he was ready to type, the phone suddenly vibrated, and a pop-up window popped up at the top of the screen. [s invites you to make a video call. ]. ? Yu Fan was stupefied for a moment, and then reacted after a while. He suddenly sat upright, stared at the screen and waited for a moment. The invitation was there, but the other party didn¡¯t hang up. A few seconds later, he quickly grabbed his messy hair after washing it, and picked up the video. Chen Jingshen stood on the table with his mobile phone at a strange angle. He seemed to have just finished taking a shower and he was also wiping his hair with his head down when he got through. Yu Fan stared at the man on the screen and felt a little awkward in his heart. Obviously two or three hours ago they were just sitting together, now they got home just to video chat, just, damn, weird.¡± ¡± What are you doing? ¡± Yu Fan quickly sorted out himself and asked coldly. Hearing the sound, Chen Jingshen raised his head and glanced at him. Yu Fan held the phone very close, revealing the lower part of his eye and collarbone. Chen Jingshen blinked his eyes and asked faintly, ¡°I have found several types of questions, and it will be very late for you to read them after recording. Can we do a video call? ¡± He called just to ask him this? Yu Fan replied ¡°no¡± in the discussion group, and then found something to put the phone up. Disgusted with the screen, he moved the phone very close: ¡°All right. Go ahead. ¡± ¡­¡­. At the end of the last question, Yu Fan stretched his back and wanted to lie down to sleep. He realized that he was not in the classroom. He moved himslf out of the camera and glanced at the screen. Chen Jingshen seemed to say that he was tired. He picked up the glass and drank the water, and his Adam¡¯s apple rolled several times with the action of swallowing. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Yu Fan returned to his mind, then moved half his face back to the camera. He looked down with a casual look: ¡°We¡¯re done let¡¯s hang up. ¡± ¡°Alright.¡± There was a moment of silence in the video. Yu Fan¡¯s fingers stopped on the hang-up button for a long time, and then moved again. ¡°Chen Jingshen. ¡± He called. ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°Let me look at the dog.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°I haven¡¯t sent it these days.¡± Chen Jingshen was stupefied for a moment, but he soon recovered: ¡°Okay.¡± In the picture, Chen Jingshen shouted Fan-Fan, followed by a change of camera angle. The numerous front legs were lifted to cover Chen Jingshen¡¯s legs. Chen Jingshen was wearing a pair of gray trousers today. Seeing Fan-Fan with his tongue out, Chen Jingshen reached out his hand and scratched his chin. ¡°Why are your dog¡¯s ears standing up?¡± Leaning against the chair, he watched and asked lazily. ¡°Cut.¡± ¡°Oh¡­. What? ¡± Yu Fan was stunned for a moment. ¡°before, the owner planned to let him be a working dog.¡± Chen Jingshen explained faintly, ¡°drooping ears will affect hearing, so he cut off some of them and sew them up. Now they will be able to stand up.¡± ¡°some people will cut off their tails to make it easier for them to go up and down the mountain.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan sat up unconsciously and recalled for a long time: ¡°I remember his tail didn¡¯t seem to be cut?¡± ¡°well, I took him home before it was cut.¡± Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and lay back in his chair. It seems to sense that the two people are talking about him, he barked excitedly. Chen Jingshen patted it, but it still sobbed in a low voice. Chen Jingshen simply reached out his hand and closed his mouth. Fan-Fan¡¯s ¡°whoo¡± sounded, and finally stopped. ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly. Yu Fan stared at the mobile phone screen: ¡°what are you doing?¡± The video still stays on the dog, Fan-Fan has stopped, and stands obediently next to the gray pants. Chen Jingshen moved his hand to the side of his ear and twisted it a few times at will: ¡°Goodluck with the exam tomorrow.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan took a deep breath and squeezed out a ¡°Oh.¡± After the phone hung up, Yu Fan maintained his original posture and suddenly felt a little dry. Yu Fan stared at the chat box for a few seconds, then gave a ¡°tsk¡±, he threw away his phone and got up from the chair, slamming the window to the fullest. When the evening breeze poured into the room, Yu Fan stood at the window for a few seconds, stretching out his hand and rudely pulling his hair back to his forehead. It¡¯s so hot. Learning is really infuriating. He is sure he won¡¯t learn at the end of the exam, what a broken geometric function. Why should Chen Jingshen touch the dog while talking to him? -. The first day of the mid-term exam, Chinese in the morning and math in the afternoon. Yu Fan stepped into the examination room. When he was in the last examination room of the class, he was invigilated by the teacher and slept halfway under the podium. This classroom is full of several people who are at the bottom of the class, with equal strength, and the whole classroom is basically closed as soon as the signal blocker is used. Under no pressure, the invigilator read the newspaper on the podium. Zuo Kuan lay down on the table and felt bored. He was going to ask do you want to hand in your papers in advance to surf the Internet. He was shocked as soon as he turned his head. He saw his brother who had finished sleeping with him several times before, his brother who would sit more upright when playing LOL, bowing his head and writing hard. Zuo Kuan: ¡°? Yu Fan stopped writing and looked at him coldly throwing out a sentence when he felt his line of sight: ¡°turn your head around¡± ¡°¡­.¡± Zuo Kuan changed his position and went back to sleep. After taking the Chinese exam. Wang Luan came to have dinner outside the school. The three men went to a nearby Sichuan restaurant. ¡°I wrote a whole Chinese examination paper because I felt like I can understand.¡± Zuo Kuan was shocked, ¡°even the composition has been written!¡± Wang Luan: ¡°Didn¡¯t I told you when we played the game yesterday?I have been studying recently, and you don¡¯t believe it. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°is it over?¡± ¡°it¡¯s not over.¡± Zuo Kuan said, ¡°what¡¯s going on, you want to crawl out of the bottom?¡± ¡°nothing.¡± The sentence was thrown out vaguely, ¡°only this midterm.¡± Seeing that he was not willing to say, the two of them did not ask any more questions and turned their heads to talk about the topic. Yu Fan listened to the chat, and the cell phone vibrated in his pocket. [s: how did you do in the exam? ]. He haven¡¯t received any similar questions for a long time. Yu Fan felt it was sudden for a while. He typed angrily. [-:I didn¡¯t take Chen Biao. ¡¿ [s: well, I guessed it. ]. ? ¡®I¡¯ve been reciting it next to you for two days. You guess and you didn¡¯t won¡¯t tell me? ?¡¯ Yu Fan endured the impulse to grab him from the screen and beat him up. He clenched his teeth and closed the chat box. After lunch. Wang Luan wiped his mouth with tissue and said, ¡°my father insisted that I go home for a lunch break after the exam and come back in the afternoon. What do you two say? ¡± There are more than three free hours in the middle before the afternoon math exam. ¡°I¡¯ll play two games in the Internet bar.¡± Zuo Kuan asked the person next to him, ¡°would you like to join us?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°No.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°then what are you doing?¡± He wants to go back to the examination room and read the formula again. Yu Fan certainly wouldn¡¯t say that. He put his cell phone in his pocket, got up and went out without looking back, throwing down a sentence: ¡°take a walk.¡± The first and last examination rooms are two extremes. People in the first classroom for basically stayed in the classroom for review during the lunch break, while the last classroom in is mostly empty. Yu Fan¡¯s classroom is in the experimental building. When passing the teaching building, he couldn¡¯t help taking a look at the position of Class one. Several students were reading on the balcony, but none of them are Chen Jingshen. When Yu Fan returned to the examination room, there was no one there. He took out the exercises from the table and was about to find a pen when the mobile phone buzzed heavily again. What is Chen Jingshen going to say again? Yu Fan loosened a little, picked up the phone and lowered his eyes. The moment he saw the messages, he suddenly became cold. He put back the pen on the table [strange number: relying on their own large number of people, they throw dung at people in the canteen and fight like mad dogs. Come out of school and fight me now if you can. ]. Idiot. Yu Fan was just about to lock the screen, then it was followed by another five or six messages. [strange number: what? Afraid to answer? Wasn¡¯t it awesome to put a plate of rice on my face before? ]. [strange number: by the way, I read your student information before, how come there are only parents on it? ]. [strange number: Is your mom and dad dead? ]. [strange number: no wonder you always looks like an orphan. ]. ¡­¡­. In the first class of the examination room, the air flow rate seems to be one slower than that of the classroom. Some people are taking the time to review. After finishing a problem, Chen Jingshen took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked down. There is no message. The invigilator came into the classroom, put the test paper on the podium and watched the ranked one with a cell phone in his hand. ¡°you have five minutes to take the exam,¡± he coughed. ¡°put all your textbooks and cell phones away and put them outside the classroom.¡± Chen Jingshen looked faint and was about to turn off his cell phone when a preview of a message popped up by the discussion group. Familiar with the name, Chen Jingshen made a move and went into it. Zhang Xianjing: A friend from the school next door secretly told me that she had gathered several people in her school today and was coming to block Yu Fan, saying that she was going to cripple Yu Fan. ]. Wang Luan: that¡¯s impossible. Yu Fan is at school. How many people could have rushed into the school? Fat Tiger would put them on the ground one by one. ]. [Zuo Kuan: That¡¯s right. ] Zhang Xianjing: she said that those people had a way to cheat Yu Fan out. Are any of you with Yu Fan? ] Wang Luan: Fuck, no way? I just called Yu Fan and there was no answer. ]. [Zuo Kuan: it¡¯s over. I can¡¯t get through either. Fuck, where are all the brothers in the group? Let¡¯s get them together. ]. Wang Luan: What¡¯s the matter ¡­ the test invigilator here. I can¡¯t get out for the time being. Please find someone near the school first. ¡¿ The invigilator looked at the first table, frowned and repeated: ¡°students hand in all of your cell phones, do you hear¨C hey? Classmate? Why don¡¯t you take the exam right away! Classmate, classmate, Chen Jingshen! ¡± ¨C There is a narrow dark alley behind the billiards hall. Yu Fan looked at the few familiar faces in front of him, and his heart was complicated. ¡°when you took my knife away before, you should have thought that we could meet again.¡± The first man with a flat head said, ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Yu Fan did not speak. ¡°Why are you silent? Didn¡¯t you stood up for that nerd last time? ¡± The man behind the him with a hair crew cut said, ¡°if you had left that alone, I might not have come today.¡± Yu Fan is still silent. Another person smiled and said, ¡°You are going to be beaten soon. Are you scared that you can¡¯t speak.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°You¡¯re annoying.¡± Yu Fan said. It was not easy for him to learn something. It¡¯s all useless. The man did not hear clearly, squinting: ¡°what do you say-fuck!¡± Without finishing the conversation on the other side, Yu Fan picked up the shabby trash can with one hand and directly smashed it in his face. The alley was so narrow that there was no room for a few people gathered together. only six or seven people rushed up at first. Yu Fan grabbed the one in front of him, pushed his knee hard, and made the man see stars. He received a sharp blow on the shoulder, but Yu Fan¡¯s face remained unchanged. He was dizzy but he threw the man in his hands directly at the person next to him, grabbed the one that rushed over, and directly hit the other person¡¯s nose with his head. ¡­¡­. The flat-headed man was supposed to be smoking like a big guy, but in the end, the cigarette was about to burn his tail and he didn¡¯t even take a sip. The man next to him also froze and grabbed the corner of his coat: ¡°Brother, isn¡¯t this guys really a good fighter? Wouldn¡¯t we die if we fight?!¡± The haircut man knew it would kill him to fight. Otherwise, he wouldn¡¯t have failed last time. ¡°Fuck.¡± ¡°Brother, don¡¯t forget, this place is not so remote.¡± Seeing a few people passing by at the corner occasionally, the person was a little panicked. ¡°I think the fight was similar this time ¡­¡± ¡°Similar? Isn¡¯t it because we get beaten more often? ¡± The flat-headed man pressed to put out the cigarette and beckoned those who were on the lookout at the entrance of the alley, ¡°Let¡¯s go together!¡± Being pushed down the corner of the wall, Yu Fan took the time to lick the blood in the corners of his mouth, ready to make use of all available space to run. Even if the boxing champion comes, he may not be able to beat a lot of people at once. He is not stupid. The entrance of the alley was not guarded, so he needs attract people and he could run. In the middle of the alley, Yu Fan clutched the top of the clothes with his elbow when he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind his ears-the sound of sticks raised high. It¡¯s over. Yu Fan gritted his teeth and was ready to get hit by the stick. The next second, the stick didn¡¯t fall, but there was a shrill scream: ¡°Ah!¡± Yu Fan is in a daze. What? Did you hit the stick on your own people? Before he had time to look back, his collar was suddenly pulled, followed by a gust of wind. A familiar schoolbag appeared in his line of sight, drawing an arc in the air and smashing the flat-headed brother in the face. Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± ¡°Fuck!¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t respond, so the whole person was dragged back two steps by that hand. What kind of strength is this? He smelled a faint scent of mint. Yu Fan turned his head and took a look. Chen Jingshen stood behind him. ? What is Chen Jingshen doing here? What about the exam? Yu Fan: ¡°you.¡± ¡°run.¡± When Chen Jingshen finished, he kicked out the man who wanted to rush up. Yu Fan helplessly watched the brother¡¯s feet off the ground, and then hit the man with a flat head, and then the two screamed together. Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± He stood there with blood on his chin. When he wanted to ask again, he was grabbed by the wrist and dragged to the entrance of the alley. At three o¡¯clock in the afternoon, it was deserted near the school, there were no teachers and students, and there were few people in the shop around. The landlady of the milk tea shop was sitting at the door chatting with people, just in time to talk about high achiever, who often came to their shop recently. ¡°He seems like a nice guy, he always hangs out with people who don¡¯t like to study, but it¡¯s not like those people are bad. They¡¯re always the same people on the road, I think¨C¡± Her words came to an abrupt end. She looked at the boy who was very obedient in her mouth, holding the one she usually thought was the most stupid with a cold face, as if a gust of wind swept past her storefront. The boss¡¯s wife: ¡°..?¡± Yu Fan doesn¡¯t know how long he has been caught and running. He had consumed too much energy before, and now he was out of breath. For a moment, he felt that he was going to die of lack of oxygen. Before he died, the man in front of him finally stopped. Thay found an empty park. Yu Fan collapsed to the ground, opened his mouth and took a big breath, his shoulders heaved up and down hard, and his heart beat as fast as a drum. Something got stuck in his hair, but he couldn¡¯t care. Yu Fan did not recover, when a hand, grabbed his hair, and raised his head. Chen Jing squatted down and looked down at him. His eyelids were cold and taut, and his eyes looked like he is looking at a puppy waiting to be slaughtered. ¡°Yu Fan, are you good at fighting?¡± As soon as the heart is tight, the heart moves. The next second, Chen Jingshen raised his other hand and leaned straight into his face. Yu Fan is used to fighting, and when others raise their hands and approach him without saying a word, it is either a fist or a slap. He unconsciously closed his eyes¨C. The corners of his mouth felt cold. Chen Jingshen used his fingers to wipe off the blood there. And then put a band-aid on the top. CH 33 Chen Jingshen used the force on his hand, but it was not heavy. The place he tugged at has a little subtle pain, but it is not unbearable. The last person who touched Yu Fan¡¯s hair still has to make a detour whenever he see Nancheng No.7 HighSchool. Yu Fan has few taboos in fighting, but he doesn¡¯t like people touching his head. A stick is fine, but you can¡¯t just touch it. If anyone gives him a slap on the head, he can pick out the person accurately among several people and give it back. But Yu Fan sat on the sand with his mouth half-opened. He looked at Chen Jingshen without moving for a long time. He was so tired that he didn¡¯t feel disgusted when he was held by his hair. On the contrary, he was so relaxed that he even leaned on his hand. Something was affixed to the corner of the mouth. Yu Fan came back to his senses, and slowly reacted. He removed Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand on him. Why don¡¯t you teach me? Who wants to be fucking good? As sson as his strength suddenly disappeared, the chaos floating in Yu Fan¡¯s mind stopped in an instant. Chen Jingshen rubbed his hair with his five fingers, and then pulled out his hand. The schoolbag was casually thrown on top and there was a lot of sand at the bottom. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t care to squeeze the wrapping paper of the band-aid into a ball. He tore it open and threw away the package. Yu Fan stared at the blood on his fingers and suddenly didn¡¯t bother to scold him again. He lost his strength and is leaning against the wall. ¡°Why do you still have a band-aid with you?¡± He is lazy to find fault. ¡®Who¡¯s always getting hurt?¡¯ Chen Jingshen glanced at him, then quickly put it aside and didn¡¯t say anything. ¡®You have a bad attitude.¡¯ Yu Fan reached out and touched Chen Jingshen¡¯s shoes. Something suddenly flashed in his brain. What time is it? He immediately took out his cell phone and saw a lot of missed messages. Because he usually doesn¡¯t care about the exam, he forgot. 15:27 . He quickly said ¡°I¡¯m all right¡± in the discussion group, but he grabbed Chen Jingshen¡¯s sleeve and pulled it hard. ¡°what are you doing?¡± Chen Jing asked deeply. ¡°what do you think?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°exam!¡± ¡°the school gate is closed.¡± ¡°I have a way to go.¡± Yu Fan leaned against the wall and glanced back at the man who was still sorting out his schoolbag. He frowned anxiously, ¡°come here.¡± ¡°if you are fifteen minutes late, you will not be allowed to enter the examination room.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan vaguely seems to have heard of such a rule. His eyelids jumped, stood with a cold face, and began to think about how to trick the invigilator out to let Chen Jingshen mix up. It was easy to go, but Chen Jingshen sat at the first table, which was so conspicuous that the teacher could freak out as soon as he came back. Or should he tie up the invigilator. The person next to him carried a school bag and Yu Fan looked at it. Chen Jingshen¡¯s school uniform shirt was soiled in the dark alley, the collar was messy, and there was a gray streak on his left sleeve. Chen Jingshen put his schoolbag on his shoulder, his arm was taken over and his sleeve was pulled up rudely. He lowered his eyes and found that he had a bruise on his left hand and a blood stain on the side of his wrist. He don¡¯t know which unhygienic punk used his fingernails. Yu Fan stared at his injury for two seconds, and he could not help but give a ¡°tsk¡±. He grabbed Chen Jingshen¡¯s arm and pulled the man. He didn¡¯t manage to pull. Chen Jingshen stood firm and said, ¡°where are you going?¡± ¡°the hospital.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°fix your wound.¡± ¡°it¡¯s not that serious.¡± ¡°if you want to fight,¡± Yu Fan said with a frown, ¡°I¡¯ll pay for it, and you¡¯ll be fine. Don¡¯t waste it.¡± Chen Jingshen remained motionless and said casually, ¡°No, I hate the smell of disinfectant.¡± ¡°Why didn¡¯t you work so hard the last time you took me to the hospital?¡± Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows in no mood, as if to ask, ¡°what do you say?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°then cover your nose and go.¡± ¡°I still feel sick with needles.¡± Aren¡¯t you a little too fussy? Yu Fan¡¯s patience is limited, and he would already left him behind at ordinary times. He confronted Chen Jingshen with a cold face for a while, then gritted his teeth and asked, ¡°Do you want to come to my house?¡± ¨C The taxi is parked at the gate of the old neighborhood. Chen Jingshen scanned around the old neighborhood, with telephone poles tangled over, mottled exterior walls of residential buildings, and vendors pushing carts to sell water ponds on both sides of the narrow street. Yu Fan seldom takes a taxi. He usually takes takes a bus. After paying the money, he led the man out of the car. While standing at the gate of the community, he was still holding on Chen Jingshen¡¯s schoolbag with his hand. Chen Jingshen: ¡°have you lived here since you were a child?¡± The man next to him gave a perfunctory sound, but did not move. Yu Fan raised his head slightly, as if to confirm it. Chen Jingshen followed his line of sight and looked at a closed window on the second floor. There was no one at home, so Yu Fan tugged at his schoolbag: ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± The corridor is so narrow that the two boys are almost touching each other. Yu Fan took out the key to open the lock and pushed the door open with his feet. A smell of alcohol wafted out of it, smelling worse than the hospital¡¯s disinfectant. The room is small, there is the sofa, TV, mahjong table, the living room is basically full. There are many empty wine bottles on the table and a plate of leftover peanuts and chicken feet on the table. Chen Jingshen felt that his schoolbag had been pulled for a while, and he withdrew his sight and let Yu Fan lead him. The boy looked cold and seemed accustomed to the scene. Yu Fan¡¯s room is locked separately, and you have to use a key to go there. Yu Fan pushed the person in and threw down the sentence ¡°you sit down first¡±. He turned around and went to the living room. The windows of the room are wide open, windy, clean and tasteless. Chen Jingshen stood in the original place, patrolling silently. The room is small, with a wooden bed, old wardrobe, tables and chairs. There is no other furniture. The desk was covered with traces of time, dirty stickers, words written with ballpoint pens, but knife marks and holes poked out somehow. There are awards affixed to the wall at the head of the bed, and the ones affixed below are basically torn to pieces, but he can still tell a few words from above. Chen Jinshen¡¯s eyes focused on somewhere. Chen Jingshen was already sitting in the chair, when Yu Fan saw him. He locked the door, threw the chair he had just found next to Chen Jingshen, and bent down to open the first drawer on the right¨C. Chen Jingshen looked at a cabinet full of emergency medicines. They are actually disinfectant, bandages, band-aids and other things that can handle wounds. There is also an unlabeled transparent glass jar with dark red liquid inside. Yu Fan picked out a few things to put on the table, lifted his sleeves and said, ¡°give me your hand.¡± Chen Jingshen spread out his hand and put it into his hand. Downstairs came the sound of trumpets for waste collection, occasionally cars sounded. The floor was low, and the sound of mahjong smashing the table downstairs could be heard. Chen Jingshen sat sloppily in his chair, quietly watching the injured man carefully take cotton swabs to disinfect his small wound. The cell phone in his pocket vibrated and Chen Jingshen curled his fingers gently. Yu Fan immediately stopped: ¡°does it hurt?¡± Chen Jingshen was silent for two seconds, stretching the corners of his mouth: ¡°it hurts.¡± It hurts to be sterilized. ¡°if you¡¯re afraid of pain, why did you come and fight? Can¡¯t you stay in the classroom and take your test? ¡± Yu Fan gave up and twisted his eyebrows and started a little lighter. Chen Jingshen watched his hair spin and suddenly asked, ¡°are all the awards on the wall yours?¡± ¡°No.¡± ¡°Dear Yu Fan, congratulations on your outstanding performance and winning the title of the most enthusiastic child in the summer camp for primary and secondary school students.¡±¡­ ¡± Chen Jingshen read it out, ¡°what did you do as a child?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan looked up at the wall and really saw such a certificate. ¡°who remembers.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°if you scrap it again, put the certificate in your mouth.¡± Chen Jingshen blinked lightly, inexplicably eager to try. After cleaning up the wound, Yu Fan opened the glass jar and a thick, choking smell came out. ¡°is it winde?¡± Chen Jing asked deeply. ¡°It is Medicinal wine, left by my grandfather.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s deskmate was so expensive that the cotton swab dipped in medicinal wine stopped in mid-air. ¡°but it stinks, do you want to wipe it or not?¡± Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t say anything, but he raised his hand and put the wine on the cotton swab. When the medicinal wine was smeared on the skin, Yu Fan threw the cotton swab aside and pressed his thumb gently against it. While pressing, he said, ¡°hold on, you have to press it in order to seep.¡± He presses the cotton and Yu Fan loosens his hand. Then he took out a cotton swab and sterilized himself. Chen Jingshen sat and looked at him: ¡°do you want me to help you?¡± Yu Fan skillfully pressed the cotton swab on the wound without wrinkling his eyebrows: ¡°No, my hand is not broken.¡± A few minutes later. The wound is on his back, the cotton swab stretched out his collar, and he tried to find the location of the pain. Shit, how come there¡¯s a stupid person who dare hurt him on his back? Chen Jingshen said to him, ¡°I¡¯ll do it.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°No.¡± The cotton swab in his hand was taken by someone. Chen Jingshen picked up his chair and glanced into his collar. The shoulder at the bottom of the neck is black and blue. Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes sank, and the cotton swab was just about to land on his skin. The man sitting in front of him suddenly unbuttoned a school uniform shirt and pulled the collar at random, revealing a large area of skin. ¡°come on.¡± Yu Fan pulled Chen Jingshen¡¯s chair over, resting his elbows on the back of the chair, lying on his head and urging him, ¡°just apply it casually.¡± Usually, it¡¯s much more convenient for him to take off his coat and wipe the medicine. Today, Chen Jingshen is here, and he somehow didn¡¯t take it off, so he didn¡¯t get it done. Just pulling the collar . My ass. Yu Fan¡¯s neck is very straight and thin. When Chen Jingshen pressed his finger on it to apply medicinal wine, he consciously compared it with his. Yu Fan took a deep breath. ¡°Is it painful?¡± Chen Jingshen asked. Yu Fan said, ¡°No.¡± ¡°Then you are afraid.¡± ¡°¡­ who¡¯s afraid?¡± Yu Fan said slowly, ¡°OK ¡­ don¡¯t press it.¡± He said he would apply it, but Chen Jingshen held his neck and wouldn¡¯t let him move. ¡°It hasn¡¯t seep yet.¡± Chen Jingshen said. Yu fan regrets. He should have waited for Chen Jingshen to leave before taking medicine. With Chen Jingshen¡¯s ¡°OK¡±, Yu Fan immediately sat up straight and yanked the collar back to fasten it. He grabbed things and stuffed them back into the cupboard, and the mobile phone on the table buzzed. Zuo Kuan was very excited at the other end of the phone: ¡°Shit. I escaped from the exam to come out to save you. When I got over the wall, Pang Hu caught me red-handed and punished me to stand in his office! Fuck, are you all right? £¿¡± Yu Fan leaned against the window edge and said, ¡°It¡¯s nothing.¡± ¡°What¡¯s the matter? Are you really blocked? ¡± ¡°Hmm.¡± ¡°How many people come? Why didn¡¯t you call us before you went. ¡± ¡°Quite a lot.¡± Yu Fan, ¡°They found Ding Xiao to cheat me out. I thought he was the only one.¡± One-on-one is quick, he can turn Ding Xiao over twice, and he will definitely be back in time for the exam. He can¡¯t believe that son of a bitch knows someone from their school. He glanced at him and read, Chen Jingshen also took out his cell phone and sat in his chair in silence. He flipped through the messages. Zuo Kuan rambled on for a long time before hanging up. Yu Fan put down his phone and turned around, Chen Jingshen happened to be carrying a schoolbag. Chen Jingshen threw his mobile phone full of unread messages into his pocket: ¡°I¡¯m going back.¡± When he sent someone downstairs, Chen Jingshen stopped a taxi and said. ¡°you can make a video call at nine o¡¯clock in the evening.¡± Yu Fan stood with his hands in his pockets and was stupefied at his words¡±¡­ Mm-hmm. ¡± ¡°Physics tonight.¡± Chen Jingshen hooked his thumb on the shoulder strap of his schoolbag and turned around. ¡°You got 9 points in the math exam at the end of last term.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± ¡°So the absence of this subject is also needed. You can score high in other subjects.¡± Yu Fan wanted to make him shut up, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he lost his voice. Chen Jingshen touched his head briefly, rubbed it casually, and said lightly, ¡°OK, say it in the evening.¡± The rear of the car disappeared at the corner of the traffic lights. Yu Fan stood there, motionless for a long time, until another traffic light passed. ? Did Chen Jingshen put his hand on his head again just now? ? Yu Fan¡¯s hand was still in his pocket. He turned around stiffly, slowly turning back, his expression cold and ferocious. Chen Jingshen touched him two times today. He wants to cut Chen Jingshen¡¯s fingers. How dare Chen Jingshen? Do you even care about your hands?Are they even close? Yu Fan scratched his hair, and felt that he must give some warning. As soon as the video opens tonight, throw a knife on the table and ask him to apologize a hundred times first. In the evening, Yu Fan was absent-minded and played snake. At nine o¡¯clock, the video played on time. Yu Fan carry that knife he used to cut apples, his facial expression through, just want to say- ¡°Pull the phone higher.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at the screen and said. ¡°What?¡± ¡°Higher.¡± ? Yu Fan frowned, he raises his hand to take the knife ready to scare him. ¡°All right.¡± Chen Jingshen opened the title set. ¡°I couldn¡¯t see you just now.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan¡¯s expression confronted his smelly face in the small screen window for a moment, and put down the knife. CH 34 Early the next morning, the last test room of the experimental building was quite lively. At the end of the second group, there were more than a dozen boys around the table, chattering non-stop. ¡°I have a friend from the examination room, and he said that the dog hasn¡¯t come to school since then.¡± ¡°in a hurry, the monk couldn¡¯t hide from the temple, so Zhou Yi went to his class to block him!¡± ¡°he went back a little bit and picked the time to take care of the students in the school next door. It was only when more than a dozen people gathered around the dog that they helped the dog to do it. ¡± The group became more and more excited as they talked. Only the person with a calm look on his face sat in between watched them without saying a word. Zuo Kuan summed up: ¡°anyway, the accounts on both sides are settled.¡± ¡°that¡¯s it!¡± Wang Luan shouted, ¡°look how you beat my brother¡¯s handsome face!¡± Yu Fan finally raised his head and said, ¡°go and have a look at the school next door.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°do you want to see it?¡± ¡°Look who is hurt more badly between me and those losers.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an: ¡°¡­¡­¡± A seventeen-year-old man who is born to be strong. ¡°All right, let¡¯s take care of what¡¯s in front of us, okay?¡± Zhang Jing is sitting on the table next to her, leaning against the wall and stretching her legs. ¡°Yesterday, more than a dozen of you skipped the exam, and Hu Pang is probably sharpening his knife now.¡± All the people around here, except her and Wang Luan, whose invigilators is Zhuang Xingqin, didn¡¯t run away. The rest slipped out of the examination room yesterday. A dozen people fled from the laboratory building, and the picture was spectacular. ¡°I don¡¯t care, it¡¯s all the same whether I take the exam or not ¡­¡± The conversation turned. ¡°but I didn¡¯t realize that high achiever in your class was so righteous.¡± Poor students skip the exam, and no one cares except the teacher. But first rank¡¯s seat was empty yesterday. In the evening, everyone in the school knew. It wasn¡¯t until Yu Fan was asked last night that he couldn¡¯t stand it and simply said, ¡°Chen Jingshen took me away¡±, they didn¡¯t know that the first grade actually abandoned his exam for Yu Fan. Wang Luan: ¡°Of course! Learning to fight for other people is always good. ¡± ¡°But ¡­¡± Someone realized. ¡°Chen Jingshen can¡¯t fight. How dare he rush over in front of a dozen people?¡± A fart doesn¡¯t know how to fight, so he kicks someone over. Wait a minute. Yu Fan suddenly reacted, and his thoughts paused. Why does Chen Jingshen know how to fight? No matter how strong he is, it¡¯s hard to kick people away without a little skill, not to mention weak chickens like Chen Jingshen. ¡°Don¡¯t ask. To ask is to share the feelings of heaven and earth.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°I heard that he still left in front of the invigilator. It was so awesome.¡± ¡°Ah, I tell you, Zhuang Xingqin is our invigilator yesterday. She was sitting on the podium with a black face¨C ¡± ¡°wait a minute.¡± Yu Fan frowned, ¡°did Chen Jingshen leave in the middle of examination?¡± ¡°something like that. Later, Zhuang Xingqin asked me if I knew where you two had gone. I said I didn¡¯t know. At that time, I took a peek at her cell phone, which was talking to high achiever¡¯s mother. ¡± The school hall was closed ten minutes before the exam. Chen Jingshen climbed over the wall? ¡°it¡¯s no big deal.¡± Zuo Kuan waved his hand and said, ¡°It¡¯s the chance for the second in grade since he had been second for so long. ¡± ¡°it¡¯s just that if you usually score higher and then suddenly fail¡± The person next to him said, ¡± the answer is bound to be criticized.¡± After that, they rambled on. Yu Fan didn¡¯t listen carefully any more. He stared at the physical formula and looked at it several times but didn¡¯t get into his head. Until the cell phone in my pocket vibrates. [s: have you arrived at the examination room yet? ]. [-: I¡¯m here]. [s: well, the exam is coming soon. Don¡¯t go anywhere. ] Yu Fan: ¡°.¡± What kind of language is this? Are you the chief? Yu Fan put his mobile phone in his pocket and suddenly got up from his seat. All the people chatting around stopped to look at him, ¡°Where are you going?¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t look back, but dropped the sentence: ¡°I¡¯m going to the teacher¡¯s office.¡± ¨C In the afternoon, after the final exam, Chen Jingshen took the pen and walked to the classroom corridor. Putting the stationery in his bag, he took out his cell phone and flipped through it. After more than an hour of examination, he received more than ten text messages. Mom: your father and everyone in his family know about you playing truant, including the woman. ]. Mom: are you just embarrassing me with them? ]. Mom: I will finish the matter and return home as soon as possible, and then you need to explain the situation to me. You disappoint me. ] ¡­¡­ It¡¯s more or less the same as yesterday¡¯s call. Chen Jingshen read the messages coldly, then exited the interface, he opened Wechat and asked the person at the top if the test paper was fully answere. The person didn¡¯t reply. Chen Jingshen, carrying his bag, turned around and was about to leave when he was stopped. ¡°Chen Jingshen,¡± the invigilator patted him at the back. ¡°Director Hu asked you to go to his office for a visit.¡± Before Chen Jingshen went to the director¡¯s office, he was just about to knock¨C. ¡°Director, I have to take a make-up exam.¡± Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Jingshen paused and slowly lowered his hand. He looked in through the window. Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan are not far from the office, so they seem to have come with others. The one who did not reply to his message stood at the desk right now. Hu Pang looked at the person in front of him with a headache: ¡°How many times has this happened? Huh? How many times have you called me today? I told you in the morning, no! ¡± ¡°Why not?¡± Yu Fan did not move. ¡°Which school exam has a make-up exam rule?¡± He wanted to explain this to Yu Fan. ¡°Besides. You¡¯re playing truant intentionally, and you¡¯re not qualified to make up the exam! ¡± ¡°I said, I didn¡¯t play truant. I was cheated out, and then I couldn¡¯t get back when I was blocked.¡± Yu Fan repeated for the nth time, ¡°When did I lie to you?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Wang Luan: ¡°Really, director, I can testify! Next door, the school took more than a dozen people to the billiard hall behind the school to beat our classmates. It¡¯s not appropriate for you to ignore this matter and deprive the beaten students of the right to make-up exams. ¡± ¡°I told you, I¡¯ll deal with it after the exam.¡± Hu Pang was upset. ¡°but what can I do for you? What are you doing here? ¡± Wang Luan: ¡°fight injustice for my classmates!¡± ¡°¡­¡± Hu Pang feels it was weird. Usually he does not go to class, the problem student who handed in the blank exam, unexpectedly chased after him and asked for a make-up exam. Do you want to do make-up exam just to score ten points? Hu Pang rubbed his eyebrows: ¡°get out.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°I want to take a make-up exam.¡± Hu Pang: ¡°the monthly examination will begin soon.¡± ¡°I have to take a make-up exam.¡± ¡°if you want to prove yourself, wait for the monthly exam. Hurry out, I have an appointment with other students to talk. Why are you standing there? ¡± Yu Fan moved his steps and set aside the seat in front of the table. ¡°I will make room for you to talk.¡± Yu Fan leaned against the wall. ¡°If you don¡¯t promise to make up the exam, I¡¯ll live here in the future.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± For a while, Hu Pang took a thermos bottle and drank a lot of water. He smiled and nodded straight: ¡°good, good.¡± ¡°Chen Jingshen also has to take the exam.¡± Yu Fan blurted out, ¡°he also missed the exam because he was stuck with me.¡± ¡± All right. ¡± Hu Pang turned red. ¡°if you want to take the exam so badly, it will be tomorrow. On Saturday morning, let me know if you don¡¯t fail this time! I will personally go to the classroom to invigilate the exam for you! ¡± Suffered from an accident, Zuo Kuan stared round-eyed: ¡°So, director, actually, I don¡¯t-¡± ¡°No problem.¡± Afraid of going back on his promise, Yu Fan immediately succumbed to good advice and said, ¡°Thank you, Director Hu. It¡¯s very kind of you. Goodbye, Director.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± ¡­¡­ Chen Jingshen walked to the other side of the corridor and did not knock on the office until the three men had gone far away. Hu Pang asked him about yesterday. Chen Jingshen told the truth. When Hu Pang saw the situation and what Yu Fan said, his expression was much more dignified. Hu Pang talked for half an hour before he was released. After repeatedly telling him not to let it happen again, Hu Pang informed him about the make-up exam tomorrow morning. The sky had already been dyed red by sunset when the room was opened. After walking out of the line of sight of the director¡¯s office, Chen Jingshen took out his mobile phone from his pocket. [-: I can¡¯t finish it. I can¡¯t understand a lot of questions. Can you teach me or not? ]. [-: take a make-up math exam at eight o¡¯clock tomorrow morning, Room 109, Experimental Building, remember it. ]. [-: do you copy? ]. Chen Jingshen stood quietly in the stairwell and looked down at the messages many times. Until the video call pops up. Chen Jingshen pressed to connect. Yu Fan sat on the wooden chair in his room, staring blankly at the mobile phone screen: ¡°I ¡­¡­ I pressed the wrong button and made a calll. ¡± He quickly adjusted his expression and asked with a cold face, ¡°have you seen my message?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I just saw it and received.¡± ¡°Oh.¡± Yu Fan leaned back on the chair, pulled his cell phone to his eyes and confirmed, ¡°Why are you still at school?¡± ¡°after the exam, I helped to move down the tables and chairs.¡± Chen Jingshen lifted the shoulder straps of his bag and asked, ¡°how can I take a make-up exam in the final exam?¡± ¡°Who knows. ¡± Yu Fu moved his eyes to the side and quickly moved back, ¡°It¡¯s Hu Pang who wants us to take a make-up exam and says he wants to come to the examination room to invigilate the exam in person.¡± ¡°really?¡± ¡°Yes, it¡¯s a lot of trouble. I didn¡¯t promise him to be anxious with me-¡°Yu Fan¡¯s voice frowned and stared at him suspiciously.¡± Chen Jingshen, are you laughing again? ¡± ¡°No.¡± ¡°there is no fart.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°Don¡¯t laugh if you want to be taught a lesson.¡± Chen Jingshen pursed his mouth and put up with it, and the Adam¡¯s apple rolled with it. He took a screenshot of the video. After a while he was stupefied again-shit, am I crazy? Is there any sound in the screenshot? Chen Jingshen probably didn¡¯t hear it, did he? ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Chen Jingshen suddenly called him. ¡°what are you doing?¡± Yu Fan decided to strike first, ¡°I just pressed the wrong button.¡± ¡°like you.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen stood in the setting sun, quietly waiting for the person in the mobile phone to scold. Yu Fan stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then clanked-his cell phone fell off. Chen Jingshen watched Yu Fan hurriedly picking up his cell phone. Yu Fan¡¯s face appeared on the screen at the bottom of the screen. Beep. The video is ended. Why is Yu Fan so sweet? Doing everything secretly for Chen Jingshen. CH 35 Chen Jingshen estimated the time and sent a message to Yu Fan with his mobile phone. [s: can I still make a video call at night? ]. Sent successfully. He didn¡¯t get blocked. By the time he got home, the aunt had already cooked dinner. The middle-aged woman wiped the apron with both hands and greeted with a dry smile: ¡°You are back. Dinner is ready. Why don¡¯t you eat it while it¡¯s hot?¡± Although she has been cooking in this family for more than a year, the family is cold and gets along in a strange way. So she¡¯s still a little cramped every time she talks. After all, it was the first time in so many years that she had seen so many monitors in a house it is everywhere except the toilet, so she was trembling during working hours. Maybe this is a rich family. ¡°mm-hmm.¡± The young man glanced at her as usual. ¡°just put it on the table. Go back.¡± After dinner, Chen Jingshen took a shower, but there was still no messages from his cell phone when he arrived. The discussion group is lively and lively. Zuo Kuan: [How many people will play games at nine o¡¯clock? ]. Wang Luan:? ]. Zuo Kuan: ¡°have you read it right? is this the first game of Nancheng Seven High School in person? Come on. ]. Wang Luan: That¡¯s barely enough time] [Zuo Kuan: @-where is it? It¡¯s nine o¡¯clock in five minutes. I made an appointment and he disappeared? ] ¡­¡­ Yu Fan threw a sentence and didn¡¯t reply It didn¡¯t seem that he really wanted to play a game. He did a job to tell someone that Lao Tzu wouldn¡¯t come at nine o¡¯clock. Chen Jingshen stared at that sentence several times, opened the drawer and took the notebook. Yu Fan caught a glimpse of the notebook in the innermost part. He wipe his hair. After a long time, he got up, picked up the black cloth beside him and threw it on the door easily, skillfully covering the camera above. Chen Jingshen returned to his desk, took the black notebook and flipped it at will. With a few pieces of paper. It is rectangular with rough cut edges and two broken corners. But compared with the words above, the cut seems to be less dilapidated. Because the words on it are really ugly. The handwriting is scraped with pencils and crooked. There are words and pinyin, such as spring worms and autumn snakes, which are the most popular among primary school students. If ti is shown to other people. It is estimated that ten out of ten people do not understand the word ¡°above¡±. But Chen Jingshen can understand. Because the person who gave ¡°this piece of paper¡± was kneeling on the ground and chanting words in his mouth. ¡°strong character, tired sign, do not cry character, brave character ¡­¡­ How do you spell bravery? Chen Jingshen? ¡± Chen Jingshen told another wrong pingyin. ¡°you are wrong, that is bored.The teacher teaches you.¡± Just after the fight, the dirty little boy corrected his mistake seriously, then stuffed these pieces of paper into his hand, rubbed his nose and held his head high. ¡°Don¡¯t cry, isn¡¯t it that protective talisman is torn? Take these with you and it will bless you in the future. ¡± Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t move until after a long time. He gently twisted the paper with his fingers, and pick it up again in silence. ¨C Yu Fan sat on the balcony leaning against the iron fence and drank two cans of cold beer in the wind, his heart still beating heavily. Chen Jingshen has not made such confession in a while. How can he make people angry? He took another sip and stared at the yellow light next door, remembering the setting sun behind Chen Jingshen. ¡°Brother.¡± There was a clear and crisp call from downstairs. Yu Fan cocked his head and looked: ¡°¡­¡± It¡¯s the little girl who lives upstairs, looking up at the stairs and looking at each other. After eating wonton last time, she was not so afraid. She asked, ¡°Brother, your face is so red. Are you drunk?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan deadpan: ¡°Yes, I like to beat children when I¡¯m drunk. You wait in front of me.¡± The little girl stared in shock, then turned and ran away. Yu Fan finally went to play games. He was ready to nott go at nine o¡¯clock, but the three brothers were already waiting on the game line. Instead of sitting on the balcony enjoying the cool fire, you might as well play the game to vent your anger. Lying in bed and playing absent-mindedly, he fell to the ground and died, and he regretted it again. He might as well vent. He swiped the screen back to see the time, and then looked at Wechat. No news. He stared at a portrait and scolded with clenched teeth in his heart. What do you mean? It¡¯s just a hint, but you really won¡¯t call? When told you not to confess. Why didn¡¯t you listen? Selective obedience, right? You need to learn a lesson. Yu Fan raised his eyelids and angrily raised his fist at the dog¡¯s avatar, just getting ready to return to the game. The avatar suddenly jumps to the top of the list, and the Doberman has an extra ¡°1¡± at the top right. Chen Jingshen sent a video of the topic. When Yu Fan went back to the game, his three brothers were still fighting. When Wang Luan saw him come back, Wang Luan said, ¡°what happened to you just now? You didn¡¯t see the god of heaven kill everything.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°you guys play, and I¡¯ll leave.¡± ¡°?¡± Zuo Kuan, ¡°did you call the boys to come, play with them and leave?¡± Why are you going? ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°look at the dog.¡± Yu Fan played the game and sat down at the table to open the video. The moment Chen Jingshen¡¯s voice sounded, Yu Fan unconsciousnly raised the mobile phone a little bit. ¡°¡­¡± Realizing that he would not show his face on the screen. Yu Fan rubbed his nose hard, turned his red ears again awkwardly, and began to read the questions. ¨C At 07:30 on Saturday morning, a group of boys gathered in front of the milk tea shop. The landlady repeatedly looked at her mobile phone to make sure that today was the day off. Zuo Kuan smoked desperately to refresh himself: ¡°are you sure you don¡¯t want to smoke?¡± Aren¡¯t you sleepy? ¡± Yu Fan was lazy while playing with his cell phone: ¡°I don¡¯t smoke.¡± ¡°Hurry up, finish smoking this one and go in. ¡± Zuo Kuan glanced aside, made a sound, moved his elbow and touched the man next to him. ¡°here comes high achiever.¡± Yu Fan looked up fussily. Nancheng is hot in summer and cool in winter, and the temperature in May is already higher than that in many cities. Chen Jingshen¡¯s school uniform coat was finally completely removed. With his long arms and long legs, wearing a summer school uniform he always looks neater than before. Before Chen Jingshen heard the voice and looked over, Yu Fan had already bowed his head quickly. Zuo Kuan had a good opinion of high achiever in the past two days and asked, ¡°high achiever, can I copy from you later?¡± Chen Jingshen looked at the eyes of the person next to him and said faintly, ¡°No.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± At least he tried his best. Nothing happened, but Zuo Kuan turned around and said, ¡°Hey, here comes your deskmate.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°What does it matter if he comes? Report a fart. ¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Didn¡¯t you have a good time with him before? Why doesn¡¯t it matter overnight? ? Yu Fan lowered his head back, and didn¡¯t look at Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes again. Before, Chen Jingshen dared to use those two words again,he would not allow him to follow him.. The most important thing for a man is to count. ¡°Grass!¡± Someone nearby suddenly called out, ¡°Hu Pang is coming!¡± A few boys quickly put out their cigarettes! Hu Pang is not wearing glasses at the moment, so he can¡¯t see what the children are doing. So he stood at the school gate squinting and scolding, ¡°The exam will start in 20 minutes. Why are you still standing here? ! Hurry up and roll over-you should pay close attention. ¡± Following Hu Pang, they went to the laboratory building. Chen Jingshen is walking at the front, while Yu Fan simply falls behind. So when he entered the classroom, there was only the seat in front of Hu Pang. Next to it is Chen Jingshen. He cursed I¡¯m his mind before sitting with a straight face. In the examination room, there are dozens of students who rank last and the first grade. Hu Pang scanned the circle, and his heart was rather generous. There are still ten minutes before the start of the exam. Holding the test paper in both hands, he put it on the desk and sorted it out. ¡°This time, your make-up exam paper is different from other students, and the difficulty is a little higher. I didn¡¯t do it. The temporary make-up exam can only be like this. I¡¯ll tell you clearly, don¡¯t sleep during the exam, don¡¯t cheat with your mobile phone, and don¡¯t peek at Chen Jingshen¡¯s test paper. ¡± ?¡¡¡¡At this time, his eyes turned around Chen Jingshen¡¯s two classmates. Yu Fan is holding a pen to play with. Who cares to copy from him? ¡°Director, Ding Xiao won¡¯t come to make-up exam today?¡± Zuo Kuan sat in the back and asked with malicious intent.? ¡°Spit your gum!¡± Hu Pang added ¡°he asked for a leave because of family matters ¡­ Alrihht, this matter will be dealt with, and I will talk it over when I go to school in the next week. Warn you, don¡¯t make any trouble, and leave it to the school. ¡± The last few words of Hu Pang are directed at Yu Fan. Too many pieces of Yu Fan¡¯s disciplinary actions have been approved, and they roughly know this person¡¯s character. He won¡¯t provoke others unless he is provoked first. If he doesn¡¯t give it back, he probably won¡¯t be able to sleep at night. He really did not sleep well last night. But not because of Ding Xiao. Yu Fan didn¡¯t know what was going on this time. He was quite angry when he was stuck, but then he suddenly forgot about it. If it weren¡¯t for Wang Luan, he would have forgotten this man. Hu Pang was still in front, Yu Fan yawned, and then unconsciously glanced to the side. After looking, he is stupefied. What is he doing? Yu Fan was just about to look back when he saw Chen Jingshen suddenly reaching for the mineral water bottle at the table and raising his hand to unscrew it. He twisted it, but didn¡¯t manage to open it. Chen Jingshen wore a short-sleeved school uniform today, and his hand wound was exposed. Most of the bruises disappeared, the wound didn¡¯t have a band-aid, and there was a dark red scab. Maybe it¡¯s an injury or something. Chen Jingshen twisted his eyebrows. The second time, it still didn¡¯t open. Chen Jingshen was about to try for the third time when the water bottle was taken away. Looking up, he saw Yu Fan was looking in the other direction with an expressionless face.He twisted the mineral water bottle in his hand, and easily opened the bottle. Then his deskmate screwed it on again, slammed it on the table, and turned back to his seat. Half a sudden, someone stood up and scared Hu Pang: ¡°¡­¡± That was your attitude! Then Chen Jingshen calmly picked up the water, looked up and took a sip. The Make-up exam begins. Yu Fan has to admit that Chen Jingshen is really a master of inscription. He couldn¡¯t understand the questions before, but he actually knew a lot this time. Of course, he still won¡¯t be in the majority, but it¡¯s very, very rare to be able to reach this level in more than a week. Thirty minutes after the exam, everyone in the classroom started to look at the scenery and play with pens. Only two people are still doing it. Hu Pang was dumbfounded. He passed by Yu Fan several times with his hands on his back, and he was surprised. The bell rang, Hu Pang commanded, and the paper was passed from back to front. Zuo Kuan sat behind Yu Fan on the left, and asked in a low voice if he wanted to go to the school next door to catch people. There are dormitories in the technical school next door, and most of the students come from cities, counties or other places. Many people live in school during the semester and don¡¯t go home. On weekends, when nobody cares, those gangsters prefer to hang around. Yu Fan closed the pen cap, and just got ready, when the chair pulled open from the side. Chen Jingshen got up and handed the test paper to Hu Pang. ¡°How¡¯s it going? Is the paper difficult?¡± Hu Pang asked. ¡°Not bad.¡± Chen Jingshen paused, suddenly, ¡°Thank you, Director, for giving this make-up exam opportunity.¡± ¡°This is also an exception, this is due to an emergency. You have to remember the lesson, but there are not so many chances to do it again in life. ¡°Hu Pang started, and then he raised his eyebrows.¡± But you have to thank Yu Fan for being able to make up the exam this time-¡± Bang! The stack of papers was thrown in front of him and Hu Pang was cut off. Hu Pang started, t ¡°Yu Fan you are bold and big, aren¡¯t you?¡± Haven¡¯t spoken, he saw Yu Fan raise his arm and hook Chen Jingshen¡¯s neck. ¡°Goodbye, director.¡± Throwing this sentence coldly, Yu Fan directly clamped Chen Jingshen and went outside the classroom. Chen Jingshen is taller than Yu Fan. He bends his head and lets the other side take him away. Yu Fan walked quickly until he felt that Hu Pang couldn¡¯t catch up with his legs. Yeah, why is Hu Pang¡¯s mouth so big? How rare is it? Do you want to bring it after the evening? Almost finished ¡­ Yu Fan had a lingering fear, only to find the person with him became silent . ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s voice falls. Yu Fan scolded two sentences in his mind, and he said, ¡°If you hand in your test paper, hand it in well, and then leave and stay there with Hu Pang.¡± But he didn¡¯t intend to talk to Chen Jingshen, so he offered a cold glance and looked up to let Chen Jingshen understand himself- Turning around, he stopped a few centimeters away from Chen Jingshen¡¯s cheek. Two faces face to face, almost touching each other. Layers of leaves were cut into pieces by sunlight, and scattered on Chen Jingshen¡¯s hair. Yu Fan forgot that he was holding his hands, and didn¡¯t realize that they were so close. Looking at Chen Jingshen¡¯s cold eyebrow eye, he was slightly dazed, and just let go of his hand. ¡°I was very happy when I knew I could make it to the exam, and they also let you take it. ¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyelids drooped, and he talked in a low voice. ¡°Don¡¯t ignore it.¡± The wind blows from behind and leaves rustle. Yu fan holds his breath. Last night, he drank two bottles of wine, played a video game, worked on the questions for three hours, and then went to sleep to calm his heart. Suddenly, the sound of a beating heart rushed back to his ears. CH 36 Because of his long and narrow eyes, Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes always show the meaning of keeping strangers away. In metaphorical words, he want to be taught a lesson. He really wants to be taught a lesson. But when Chen Jingshen looks down at a place or someone carefully, some of the usual precautions will disappear again, and his dark eyes will become very bright. ¡®If you had looked at me with such polite eyes in the first place, I wouldn¡¯t pick on you.¡¯ Yu Fan thought inexplicably. There was a burst of scattered footsteps behind him, and Yu Fani finally came back to his senses and whizzed away his hand. A few seconds later, he thought of something, reached out and rubbed his ear. Zuo Kuan¡¯s voice from afar came near: ¡°No, I said why are you running so fast? Hu Pang didn¡¯t catch you in the back. And why are you dragging high achiever? are we going to have a fight? can high achiever still follow us? ¡± Chen Jingshen stood up straight and said faintly, ¡°I¡¯ll go with you.¡± Everyone was silent for a few seconds.£º¡°¡­¡­¡± Zuo Kuan hypocritically said: ¡°this is not good, in case we bump against someone, we can not bear the responsibility.¡± If you think slowly, you will understand that he is hinting that Chen Jingshen will slow them down. ¡°it¡¯s all right. There are so many of us. High achiever, don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll give them your share back. Let¡¯s go, Yu Fan, while it¡¯s lunchtime. ¡± Zuo Kuan stared at the back in front of him and frowned. ¡°Why do you keep rubbing your ears? They looked like red petals. ¡°mosquitoes bite.¡± Yu Fan said ruthlessly. Zuo Kuan: ¡°Why are you turning your back to me?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to see you.¡± ¡°¡­¡± You are really not polite at all. Zuo Kuan: ¡°how many steps do you take? Go to the school next door to avenge you. ¡± Zuo Kuan is a typical rebellious student who loves to watch something dangerous since childhood. He persisted in this matter, one is to help Yu Fan to vent his anger, and the other is to enjoy the prestige and fame brought to him by fighting in groups. He can¡¯t tell which factor accounts for a heavier proportion. ¨C On Monday, the sun rises at 07:30 in the morning. When Yu Fan went to school, the school gate was already closed and the shops were playing music. He climbed over the wall around the back door and fled directly to raise the flag and return to the classroom. The classroom is empty. Yu Fan occupied his pockets with both hands, yawned and went back to his seat. He suddenly caught a glimpse of something. He stopped in front of the blackboard and looked up. One of the award tapes taken by his class at the sports meeting fell off, and a corner fell down, covering the name of the winner. But you don¡¯t have to read it to know whose this award belongs to. Yu Fan turned back to his seat, opened the window next to him, let the fresh air pour into the unopened classrooms. He then fell down on the desk ready to sleep. He lay down like a dead fish for a few minutes, turned his head to the window and opened his eyes slowly. The next second, Yu Fan got up from the table and went to the drawer of the podium to take out the tape. Then he picked up his chair and walked back, slamming in front of the blackboard. He stepped on the chair and stretched out his hand to flatten out the corner where the award had fallen, revealing the five big words ¡°classmate Chen Jingshen¡±. If he can¡¯t even properly paste a certificate of honor, it¡¯s useless. Yu Fan tore open the tape and put it on several layers, and then thought, just reinforce all the remaining corners in two layers. While dealing with the last corner of certificate there was a vague sound of footsteps outside the door. At the moment, Yu Fan still affixed his palm to the wall in an attempt to hold down the award certificate. He hadn¡¯t realized it yet, and the next second, a tall, thin figure appeared at the back door of the classroom. Yu Fan turned his head under reflex conditions and caught sight of the owner of the reward. Chen Jingshen stood at the back door, his hands naturally hanging on his side. Maybe he was a little tired after listening to the school leader. . The two looked at each other motionless for a moment, and then Chen Jingshen suddenly looked away and looked at the place where his palm was pressed. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± For a moment, Yu Fan wanted to swallow the tape on his hand. Yu Fan¡¯s face changed from sleepy to dazed, then at a loss, and finally with a little indifference. Anyone who is more eager to survive knows that it is time to shut up and pretend to be blind. Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°what are you doing?¡± ¡°Tearing the award certificate.¡± Yu Fan said. Chen Jingshen quietly leaned his wrist against the back of the chair, half-supported the chair and asked, ¡°Why are you tearing it?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°I don¡¯t like my award to be with other people.¡± Chen Jingshen also looked at the messy layers of tape affixed to his award. Yu Fan confronted the wall for a moment, wondering what he was talking about. Why don¡¯t you just kill him? He feel that his school pants are being grabbed very lightly. ¡°I¡¯ll try next time.¡± Chen Jingshen followed his words and asked, ¡°can you give me some accommodation this time?¡± Yu Fan stood on the chair and glanced down at him and stepped down the steps with a smelly face. Today, the raising of the flag ends earlier than ever before, and there are still more than ten minutes to go before the first class. Students come back one after another. As soon as they enter the classroom, they look at the last group of two figures. As soon as Yu Fan returned to his seat, he would lie down on his stomach. He can¡¯t sleep, but he doesn¡¯t want to see Chen Jingshen¡¯s face now. Yu Fan actually pretended to be quite good, his shoulder blades fluctuated slightly with his breath, and most people thought he was asleep. Wu Jing thought the same when he came over. So he stood at Chen Jingshen¡¯s desk without any scruples, first glanced at the back of Yu Fan¡¯s head, and then shouted in a low voice, ¡°high achiever.¡± Chen Jingshen looked up at him. ¡°Isn¡¯t it time to adjust your seat again? I asked our teacher, and she said, if you say yes, we can move us to the table. what. I know I can¡¯t help you in other subjects, but I always get more than 48 points in my Chinese composition, and it¡¯s not like I haven¡¯t got a full mark. I think I may be able to give you a little advice in this respect. ¡± Wu Jing really wanted to sit with high achiever, so he tried his best to sell himself. ¡°We have been deskmates before, you know. I never sleep and talk in class, and I will never disturb you, so¨C¡± Wu Jing¡¯s voice came to an abrupt end. Because the head next to him is moving. Yu Fan looked up from his arm and looked at Wu Jing with little expression. He didn¡¯t heal from the injury he suffered last week, and he looked intimidating with a band-aid on the corner of his mouth. Wu Jing was frightened and twisted his lower lip awkwardly. ¡°Yu Fan, I didn¡¯t mean anything. If you don¡¯t want to change seats, you don¡¯t need to. ¡± ¡°who says I don¡¯t?¡± Yu Fan almost walk away from the seat. The next second, Yu Fan sat up and leaned on the back of his chair. ¡°it doesn¡¯t matter if you want to change,¡± he said. Why do you look so fierce¡­ Wu Jing did not dare to say this sentence. The classroom was noisy. Yu Fan turned to look out of the window. Somehow, he suddenly felt a little itchy in his hand. He likes to smoke. Wu Ying: ¡°Then high achiever ¡­¡± ¡°No, ask someone else.¡± Yu Fan heard the person next to him respond coldly. The anger that sprang up suddenly disappeared. The emotion of coming and going made him feel a little baffled. The table was suddenly slapped, followed by the bread on his table. Wang Luan bit the bread from his hand: ¡°Yu Fan, you didn¡¯t have time to have breakfast, did you? I just went to the canteen to buy you one. ¡± ¡°Thank you.¡± ¡°Yes, I¡¯m telling you, the mid-term exam is coming out.¡± Wang Luan smiled proudly. ¡°Zhuang Xingqin just told me that I did well in the exam. You¡¯ll see. As soon as the results are released, I¡¯ll change seats! ¡± He did not forget to kiss the ass of his benefactor after he was proud: ¡°high achiever, thanks to you this time, I will definitely invite you to dinner!¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°No.¡± ¡°the school marks the papers so quickly?¡± Zhang Xianjing wondered, ¡°but did you do well in the exam? don¡¯t you both have to change seats?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°we could change seats, but it¡¯s different if I decided it! Otherwise, I will lose face! ¡± ¡°indeed.¡± Yu Fan suddenly said. As soon as Wang Luan said this, he could understand why he was annoyed just now. His attitude towards Chen Jingshen is Wang Luan ¡®s attitude towards the disciplinary officer. It doesn¡¯t matter whether we sit together or not, but Chen Jingshen can¡¯t apply to the teacher for transfer. And can¡¯t be pried away. Chen Jingshen glanced at him but said nothing. Zhuang Xingqin walked into the classroom like a gust of wind. ¡°hurry up and sit down. There are still ten minutes to go before class. Let me tell you briefly about this midterm exam. Wang Luan, hurry up and eat. ¡± She frowned. ¡°and why didn¡¯t some students raise the flag?¡± Some students sat sloppily: ¡°too late.¡± In the past, he would have been on the blackboard by now. But today Zhuang Xingqin seems to be particularly talkative. ¡°you¡¯ll have to give me an explanation later. No, don¡¯t be late! ¡± Zhuang Xingqin and cleared his throat. ¡°OK, let¡¯s get back to business. Our class has made progress in this mid-term exam. It¡¯s very big. ¡± At last, he couldn¡¯t help laughing. the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were piled up layer by layer, but he didn¡¯t look ugly. ¡°every student¡¯s score has improved more or less, and the average score of our class is eight.¡± As she said, she opened the multimedia computer, and the score sheet soon appeared on the screen. ¡°Grade one is still our classmate Chen Jingshen, and he has done very well in other subjects, that is, this Chinese. There are still a lot of mistaked on the composition. Wait and see. The Chinese teacher is already preparing for your private conversation¡±. ¡± Looking at Chen Jingshen¡¯s grades in various subjects, all the people in the class couldn¡¯t help it and looked back. Just like announcing the final grade of last semester, the person concerned bowed his head with a pen and paid no attention to his score. This must be the boss. Everyone sighed with emotion in their hearts. He slid down: ¡°time is running out. I would like to praise the students who have made the greatest progress. Wang Luan, Hu Yuke, Chen Xiaoxiao, Yu Fan. ¡± Yu Fan thought about how Chen Jingshen pretended to be forced, suddenly heard his own name, subconsciously raised his head. ¡°the total score went up by more than 80, especially in math, with a score of 49.¡± Zhuang Xingqin looked at him with a smile. ¡°can¡¯t you learn that?¡± When the class was over, the teachers of various subjects came one after another and asked the class representative to hand out the examination papers. ¡°Fuck! I¡¯m a loser! ¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°I am stupid!¡± Yu Fan said with a taut expression: ¡± If you are ill, you should be treated. ¡± Wang Luan grabbed Yu Fan¡¯s math test paper and examined it carefully: ¡°if you don¡¯t miss it in two weeks, can you get 40 points in math? Isn¡¯t it difficult for you to take a make-up math paper? ¡± Yu Fan pressed down the corners of his mouth and pretended not to care, saying, ¡°it¡¯s just learning.¡± ¡°high achiever, you are too good!¡± Zhang Xianjing looked admired. ¡°you can teach two muds on the wall in two weeks!¡± ¡°¡­¡± Who is the mud? Yu Fan leaned back on the chair and couldn¡¯t help glancing aside. It¡¯s weird. Chen Jingshen was as expressionless as when he knew he was at class. But Yu Fan can feel that the other party is a little happy at the moment. Chen Jingshen said faintly: ¡°It¡¯s not just because of me. ¡± ¡°there is no need to say anymore, high achiever. ¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°the achievement this time is to the extent that my father wants to shove money into my hand like crazy. I will be the host this weekend. Please go to Baile Street for a visit!¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± Who wants to play with him? What¡¯s the fun of taking such a nerd out? Zhang Xianjing was about to say that high achiever had no weekends, when he saw Chen Jingshen turn his head and asked his deskmate, ¡°Can I go?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan, with a pocket in both hands, reluctantly squeezed a um out of his throat. Wang Luan: ¡°that¡¯s how you say it! I¡¯ve all thought about it. Let¡¯s have lunch first, find something to do in the afternoon, sing, watch movies, play in the secret room. ¡± Yu Fan thought he was noisy and was just about to drive people away. Chen Jingshen took out a pile of paper packed in a white bag from his schoolbag and put it on the table. Yu Fan was stupefied for a moment and asked warily, ¡°what is that?¡± ¡°the gift for your exam progress.¡± ¡°Ah? Come on, high achiever, you only gave it to him? ¡± Wang Luan felt it is not fair. Seeing that Yu Fan didn¡¯t move, he picked out the plastic bag with his fingers, revealing his expression. He looked at it and said, ¡°high achiever, you can¡¯t do this. Why are you still biased? you have to give it to me too.¡± The plastic bag is affixed to the paper, revealing the topic on it. ¡°A book of words.¡± Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°do you want it, too?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°Thank you, you¡¯re welcome.¡± I¡¯d like to tell you that your complicated system is really a little better than me. Favoritism is taken for granted, and I am not aggrieved. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± He turned his head and asked, ¡°what do you mean? Are you calling my essays ugly ¡± Wang Luan was shocked to think that he could ask that? Chen Jingshen stated: ¡°You can deduct five points for your language.¡± ¡°Five points? I have 61 points for him to deduct. ¡± ¡°Up to five points can be deducted for every sentences.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Wang Luan was in debt, so he flipped through some words and said, ¡°Hey, Yu Fan, a piece of writing is actually your name.¡± ¡°I printed it myself.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°Let¡¯s start with the name.¡± Wu Jing listened to the story for a long time and couldn¡¯t help interrupting: ¡°isn¡¯t the name written in a lot of words?¡±Do you still need to practice? ¡± Zhang Xianjing randomly drew a test paper on Yu Fan¡¯s table and stood up to show her deskmate Yu Fan¡¯s name: ¡°take a look.¡± Wu Jing: ¡°¡­¡± Wu Jing: ¡°He definitely needs practice. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan gritted his teeth and was ready to put the words into Chen Jingshen¡¯s mouth. ¡°can you still copy this by yourself? Really, the next book is the word ¡°complex¡±. Wang Luan turned to the next page and said, ¡°take the next one. Huh? Chen? ¡± He turned over again, ¡°Jing.¡± He paused and flipped again, ¡°Shen? ¡± Zhang Xianjing, Wu Jing: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± CH 37 There was a strange silence, and several people were deeply shocked by the gift. He can understand Yu Fan¡¯s own name. Why should he practice your name? And it¡¯s a gift. They don¡¯t know whether others like it or not. Yu Fan certainly doesn¡¯t like it. Wang Luan was a little puzzled and a little curious about what the word would be, so he wanted turn it over on his own. Bang. Yu Fan pressed the script with one hand. Sure enough, Wang Luan thought¨C. Yu Fan grabbed the white bag, twisted his eyebrow with disgust, and stuffed the word post into his drawer. Then he turned around and asked, ¡°Chen Jingshen, do you want to be taught a lesson?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± Dude, did you put it in the wrong place? Shouldn¡¯t you put it back in high achiever¡¯s drawer? The recipient of the gift had a calm look on his face, his arm relaxed on the table, his fingers holding a pen with all his strength. ¡°I printed a copy of the book and tried to put my my own name.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°if you don¡¯t want to write those, you can throw them away.¡± ¡± You want to use it to teach? I¡¯ll threw it and tore it to pieces. ¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°Hmm.¡± Zhang Xianjing narrowed her eyes and turned her eyes between them. She thought there was something strange about it. The bell rang and the biology teacher is now outside the hallway. Wang Luan was just about to return to his seat when he suddenly thought of something and held his hand to Yu Fan: ¡°Why are you so lazy? The trash can is in the back. I¡¯ll throw it away for you on the way. ¡± Chen Jingshen paused for a moment, raised his eyelids and glanced at him coldly. Wang Luan: ¡°?¡± His hand was pushed away. ¡°I can throw it myself,¡± Yu Fan said vaguely and quickly, putting the handle in his bag again. ¡°go back to your seat.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¨C Yu Fanyuan planned to burn all the work book and flying bird exercise books in the drawer as soon as the mid-term exam was over. Then he would sleep on his desk for three days and three nights. But the plan can¡¯t keep up with the change. Yu Fan has been in the same state as in the past few days, listening lazily to each class. His biological clock was suffocated by two weeks of hard study. He couldn¡¯t sleep during the day. At 12:00 at night, he felt sleepy after watching the lecture video sent by Chen Jingshen. Yu Fan often made a video call with Chen Jingshen until two o¡¯clock in the morning. At recess on Friday, Zuo Kuan leaned out of the window and said, ¡°Yu Fan, go and smoke in the toilet!¡± ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan refused, ¡°I can¡¯t sleep after smoking class.¡± ¡°if you don¡¯t smoke, you won¡¯t sleep. I think you¡¯re here to graduate with flying colors. ¡± Wang Luan walked out with drooping shoulders, so sleepy that he could not open his eyes. ¡± I¡¯ll go with you.¡± ¡°Yu Fan! Chen Jingshen! ¡± Kui Shi stood at the classroom door and shouted, ¡°the teacher wants you to go to Director Hu¡¯s office!¡± Hu Pang has two offices, one in the teachers¡¯ office building and the other in the class seven teachers¡¯ building. After he inspected the classroom, Hu Pang would be in the classroom of the building four days a week. As soon as they arrived outside the office, Yu Fan took a look inside. Across from Hu Pang¡¯s desk sat a woman. Ding Xiao stood behind her, her hands beside her body. Chen Jingshen was about to knock on the door when his sleeve was pulled. ¡°go ahead and don¡¯t talk.¡± Throwing this sentence, Yu Fan reached out and screamed the door and shouted lazily, ¡°report.¡± Yu Fan glanced at Ding Xiao. When the other party saw him, he immediately pressed his head lower and shrugged his shoulders slightly. Ding Xiao¡¯s mother has already met Yu Fan once, and this time her mood is more intense. ¡°Director, take a look!¡± The middle-aged woman pointed to Yu Fan, her face thin and her tone agitated. ¡°you see my son is scared when he sees him! It means that my son must have been bullied by him a lot! ¡± Hu Pang waved her hand: ¡°Hey, please don¡¯t get excited. Let¡¯s talk about it. ¡± When the woman calmed down a little bit, Hu Pang looked at the two newly arrived people: ¡°Yu Fan, you say to yourself, after that time in the canteen, did you still bully Ding Xiao? ¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°I haven¡¯t it.¡± ¡°then why is he so afraid of you?¡± Asked Ding Xiao¡¯s mother. ¡°I don¡¯t know. Maybe it¡¯s because your son is a coward. ¡± The woman exploded in an instant and suddenly slammed the table: ¡°what¡¯s the matter with you child? What are you talking about? Where are your parents? Your parents were here last time! No, I must meet with your parents and let them teach you well¨C ¡± Yu Fan light breeze: ¡°Don¡¯t worry about it, just take care of your own son. Look at him. He¡¯s so intimidated. ¡± Hu Pang frowned and just wanted him to speak well. The woman who met her suddenly burst into a rage, grabbed her handbag and threw it at the student¡¯s face! Yu Fan¡¯s eyes turned cold, he was about to have an act when his shoulder was suddenly grabbed and pulled back. Chen Jingshen stood in front of him, raised his hand, and the woman¡¯s handbag was shielded by him and fell to the ground with a bang. The door of the office was pushed open and Zhuang Xingqin arrived in time. She was shocked and puzzled when she saw that scene outside the window. ¡°what¡¯s going on, Director? Isn¡¯t it Ding Xiao who wants to apologize to the classmates today? What is this parent doing? ¡± It took the school several days to find out how the students skipped the exam. First of all, they adjusted the surveillance at the back door and found that they could get a picture of the alley in the alley near the billiards hall. They can clearly see that Yu Fan was indeed taken there by someone from the school next door, and it was indeed Chen Jingshen who went to bring him here. Later, they contacted the person in charge of the school next door, who quickly found the students according to their facial features. Those people themselves were not familiar with Ding Xiao, and they were eager to find a ¡°leader¡± to carry the matter, so they said everything without a word. There is also a chat record with Ding Xiao in the flat-headed student¡¯s mobile phone, and the picture is soon clear. Ding Xiao knew that Yu Fan had a grudge against the school next door, so he joined hands with the other side to have such a fight. The school next door wanted to beat Yu Fan to vent his anger. Ding Xiao wanted to report him for fighting and let him drop out of school. But they all thought that they would pass the make-up exam and tell the teacher about the fight because they were so black and blue that they took turns fighting with each other. ¡°Ding Xiao said that he would do such a thing because he had been bullied for a long time at school.¡± Hu Pang, who had a headache, knocked on the table and said solemnly, ¡°but this parent, what you just did was also using violence. If you want to deal with this matter properly, you can just sit back, or you¡¯ll have to leave now and we¡¯ll talk again later. ¡± The woman took several deep breaths before she managed to calm down, and then gave Yu Fan a resentful stare. It is a pity that another boy has been in his way, and the boy shield him, and her eyes could not convey his hatred. It was not until Chen Jingshen loosened his shoulder that Yu Fan returned to the front. Zhuang Jinqin closed the door and stood in front of both of them: ¡°this parent, do you have any proof that these classmates bullied your child?¡± ¡°you need more evidence?¡± Ding Xiao¡¯s mother said, ¡°he threw the plate in my son¡¯s face when he was a freshman. Did he apologize? How dare you ask me such a thing now? ¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°Yu Fan has been punished because of that matter. You can¡¯t conclude that Yu Fan is still bullying your child based on this matter alone. So do you have any proof? ¡± Yu Fan suddenly remembered that in the third year of junior high school, a boy asked him for a fight, and he knocked out his opponent¡¯s teeth. Then the boy brought several parents to the school, and at the same time, the school informed Yu Kaiming. At that time, he was standing in the office, surrounded and scolded by several parents of the other side, and was pushed. He was easily pushed against any precautions. Yu Kaiming smoked a cigarette, kicked him in the back, then smiled and apologized to his parents, saying he would discipline him when he got home. From then on, Yu Fan would fight back when he met those parents. But at this moment. He looked at the two men standing infront of his body, the strength that had just sprung up suddenly disappeared, and his shoulders slackened inexplicably. Forget it. Taking advantage of his good position, he sat directly on the armrest of the sofa. The woman frowned and turned to her son. ¡°come on, baby, repeat what you told me at home.¡± Don¡¯t worry, Mom is here. ¡± Ding Xiao, who huddled in the corner without saying a word, glanced at his mother and finally whispered, ¡°he ¡­¡­ Hit me. It¡¯s on the toilet on the first floor of the experimental building. ¡± Woman: ¡°Look! He just hit my son! ¡± The place that Ding Xiao said is the corner where the school is well-known for monitoring. Hu Pang regretted it at this time, very much. At that time, he felt that the corner was small and that it was not even necessary to waste man power. Yu Fan¡¯s lazy voice came from behind: ¡°one big and one young come here to touch porcelain?¡± ¡°you shut up.¡± Zhuang Xingqin glared at him and then looked at the woman again. ¡°when did he hit you?Are there any other students nearby? Does Ding Xiao have any injuries on his body? ¡± ¡°well, you wish my child was hurt, didn¡¯t you?¡± Ding Xiao¡¯s mother frowned. ¡°I don¡¯t understand. My son is so honest and excellent in his studies, but you won¡¯t believe what the students in the first class of the examination room said several times.¡± ¡°he cheated.¡± A cold voice interrupted him. The office was quiet in an instant. Ding Xiao, who had been hanging his head, suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Jingshen blankly. Ding Xiao mother froze, a reaction came: ¡°what are you talking about? ¡± ¡°he cheated on both the mid-term and final exams for one semester. I saw it with my own eyes.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°the mobile phone is hidden in the shoes. If you go through the monitoring now, you should be able to see it.¡± Their school exams are monitored every time, and a teacher is watching. But surveillance is usually confirmed only after the teacher catches the student cheating. After all, a teacher takes care of 20 students in a classroom. Chen Jingshen followed Yu Fan, and just now he helped Yu Fan. So the woman subconsciously regarded him as a poor student like Yu Fan: ¡°how can you see it! He sat in the first class to take the exam these two times¨C ¡± ¡°Hey, let¡¯s get to know each other.¡± The person sitting on the sofa suddenly tilted his head in the back. Yu Fan could not help but reach out his hand, pointing to Chen Jingshen¡¯s arm, pointing and saying, ¡°he, the first in his grade, he sat in Class one in all the exams, and his name was written on the desk of the first class. His character study pulled is 800 blocks away from your son. Compare your son to him? Does your son deserve it? ¡± Others: ¡°¡­¡± The woman stood where she was for a few seconds, then bent down to pick up the bag and rushed to Yu Fan again. Hu Pang¡¯s face was all wrinkled together and hurriedly went up to pull people: ¡°Don¡¯t hit the students! You can¡¯t hit the students in our school! Mr. Zhuang! You let them go back first! ¡± Zhuang Xingqin took his two students back to the office. He drank seven cups of tea in a row before his anger vanished. The head teacher of Class 8 went back to the office with the teaching plan. Looking at this scene, he could not help laughing and said, ¡°Why, what is the penalty station?¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°I want to scold, but today they are reasonable, and I don¡¯t know what to scold. Just let them stand for a while.. ¡± The two people standing in front of her face: ¡°.¡± ¡°I heard, they just went through the director¡¯s office and said that they are going to transfer the examination monitoring right away. ¡± The head teacher of Class eight sat down and said, ¡°it¡¯s all right. You can solve it if you find out. That¡¯s what bothers me in my class. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°what?¡± Are you still talking? Yu Fan glanced at the time, touched the back of Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand and whispered, ¡°lie to her that you have a stomachache.¡± Chen Jingshen tilted his head and whispered, ¡°Why don¡¯t you cheat?¡± ¡°¡­¡± You talk as soon as you can fucking talk. How can you rely on me? Yu Fan moved back: ¡°are you stupid? He didn¡¯t believe what I said. ¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°that¡­¡± ¡°come on, speak louder.¡± Zhuang Xingqin said, ¡°Mr. Gu and I will talk after you finish talking.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± When the two men came quietly, Zhuang Xingqin rolled his eyes and said, ¡°go on, Teacher Gu.¡± ¡°well, I have handed in a love letter written by a female classmate in my class. Oh, that¡¯s creepy. I dare not finish reading it. ¡± ¡°by the way, today¡¯s students are precocious.¡± Zhuang Xingqin shook his head with emotion. ¡°that¡¯s not the point. The point is, the recipient of that love letter is the boy in your class. ¡± Teacher Gu looked up and said, ¡°Let me get this straight while he¡¯s in the office. I do not allow puppy love in the class. If the girl finally finds some other way to convey her love to you, you must stick to your purity. Classmate Yu. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen blinked with such an expression. ¡°you can let it go.¡± Zhuang Xingqin said proudly, ¡°Yu Fan has basically received all the punishments he can take since the first day of his life, except for puppy love.¡± Yu Fan spoke with a cold face. :Is that a compliment? Teacher Gu: ¡°I know, but I¡¯m not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. The girl in our class is beautiful. ¡± ¡°if you let it go, it certainly won¡¯t.¡± Zhuang Xingqin looked up and asked, ¡°Yu Fan, I promised teacher Gu, don¡¯t make me break my promise.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Why don¡¯t I write you a guarantee that I won¡¯t fall in love?¡± ¡°that won¡¯t be necessary.¡± Zhuang Xingqin finally smiled, and he looked at the people around Yu Fan and said, ¡°Chen Jingshen, you are his deskmate. Help me keep an eye on him.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°?¡± ¡°good.¡± Chen Jingshen promised faintly, ¡°I won¡¯t let him fall in love with anyone else.¡± CH 38 Hu Pang¡¯s office is in the teaching building. the people inside speak louder, and the classroom next door can hear. In the evening, the story has spread to all the class groups in Nancheng No. 7 High School. Wang Luan: it¡¯s too late to be so fast! At the moment when Ding Xiao¡¯s mother rushed up, high achiever reacted quickly! He hit off the woman¡¯s bag planning to hit Yu Fan, and then ruthlessly ask his deskmate to not move.¡± ]. Zhang Xianjing: then what? ]. Wang Luan: then Ding Xiao¡¯s mother questioned high achiever, and Yu Fan, who did not open his mouth, suddenly stood up excitedly! He pointed to Chen Jingshen and Ding Xiao¡¯s fucking nose, arrogantly¨C ¡°he is my bottom line. You can scold me, but not my deskmate. My deskmate is the best in the world, he is better than your son. ¡± ] [-: Scram. Who made up the story? ]. Yu Fan sat at the table and replied while wiping his hair. The phone screen vibrated pitifully because it was poked too much. Wang Luan: that¡¯s right. It was Class 12 next to Hu Pang¡¯s office who listened with their own ears, and then the group told Class 9, Class 9 told Class 8, and Zuo Kuan told me. ]. [Zuo Kuan: so is this really true? I ask you in the afternoon, but you didn¡¯t want to talk about it. ]. This is not bullshit? Did he even say, ¡°you can scold me, but you can¡¯t scold my deskmate¡±? [-: dropped out of the group. ]. Wang Luan: Oh, no. Let¡¯s talk about hanging out tomorrow. ]. Zhang Xianjing: high achiever is not even bubbling. There is nothing to discuss. ]. Wang Luan: I asked in private. High achiever is fine whatever we arrange. ]. The towel leaned back over his shoulders and he watched them lively discuss tomorrow¡¯s itinerary. The cell phone buzzed. At nine o¡¯clock, Chen Jingshen sent a video to solve the problem on time. Yu Fan stared at the exposed hand on the preview interface for a few seconds and typed¨C [don¡¯t send it again, don¡¯t learn]. After the fight, he left his fingers floating on the send button and it floated for two minutes. Feeling hesitant, until two voice messages came from the opposite face. ¡°the topic you picked recently is more difficult, can you try to keep up with it? Yu Fan, for the next monthly exam, let¡¯s rush to the top 600 of the lower grade. ¡± Who wants to go to the top 600? Who told you ¡°we¡±. Yu Fan, write down the message. ¡°I bought the evolutionary version of flying bird and I¡¯ll bring it to you tomorrow?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± They would go out and he would bring tutoring books? ¡°Scram.¡± Yu Fan pressed the button: ¡°Just and try to bring it, I¡¯ll let you sit by the side of the road and finish it.¡± ¨C When he woke up the next day, Yu Fan went slowly to see the itinerary they discussed last night. Both Zuo Kuan and Zhang Xianjing are coming. After chatting about hundreds of messages, they finally decided to go to the secret room with a good reputation, and then get up for dinner. The meeting place is set in that theme secret room. Because of that voice, Yu Fan check Chen Jingshen first. He checked to see if he had anything suspicious in his hand. Luckily, empty-handed. ¡°Sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road.¡± Chen Jingshen. ¡°it¡¯s alright. We just made an appointment at three o¡¯clock. It¡¯s not the right time yet.¡± Wang Luan immediately asked, ¡°come on, high achiever, do you want to play? The themes here are all very interesting. ¡± Yu Fan leaned against the counter to play gluttonous snakes and felt the faint mint smell getting closer and closer to him. Chen Jingshen is wearing white and black trousers today, and his overall outfit made his legs very long. Usually at school, everyone wears loose school uniforms, so you can¡¯t see it. His shoulders are thin but broad. When he stands there, both Zuo Kuan and Wang Luan look short. Chen Jingshen naturally went to Yu Fan and stood still and glanced at the secret room in Wang Luan ¡®s hand: ¡°I can do anything.¡± Wang Luan looked at Yu Fan, who did not raise his head: ¡°Whatever.¡± He has no interest in these things. ¡°that¡¯s the most exciting thing to play!¡± Zhang Xianjing pointed to the poster occupying position C on the wall. ¡°that¡¯s it!¡± Yu Fan took a look at his eyes. In the middle of the poster is a gloomy woman sitting on the wedding bed in a red cap, with several big red characters written next to it-¡°Ghost Marriage¡±. The boss snapped his fingers: ¡°good vision ah beauty, this is our most terrifying theme, heavy fear of chase¡±, but also happens to be a five-person secret room! Those who come to visit the store are all courageoud, and they are absolutely exciting and fun! ¡± Wang Luan ¡®s legs felt soft: ¡°No, in fact, I think the fairy tale warm decryption next to it is quite a good secret room. The prince who is lost in the forest and can¡¯t find the sleeping beauty should go and follow, it all depends on our adventure to break the game.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°find it for the useless prince yourself.¡± Zhang Xianjing rolled her eyes. ¡°well, if they are casual, then the three of us will vote, and now it¡¯s 1 to 1. Zuo Kuan, how do you feel? Which one do you want to play? ¡± Wang Luan thought it funny because they secretly played ¡°Midnight Bell¡± on the computer in the class. Zuo Kuan stood outside the window, shouting louder than him. After watching it for a long time, it was as if they were bound. They had to go back together every time they went to the bathroom, and sometimes they had to drag Yu Fan¨C ¡°do you have to ask?¡± Zuo Kuan walked to the poster and took the picture of ¡°Ghost Marriage¡±, wiping his thumb and watching Zhang Xianjing. ¡°only dogs play fairy tales, real men must play the fiercest. I certainly chose the same thing as you. ¡± Wang Luan£º¡°¡­¡­¡± The five were thus taken to the entrance to the secret room. The staff asked them to put on blindfolds and go in. Yu Fan walked in the first place, he was led around the left, outside and right, and entered the house. After the radio told them to take off the blindfold, they found that it was dark all around, and there were only four of them in the antique house. ¡°aah! aah!¡± Zuo Kuan¡¯s screams came vaguely, sounding quite far away from them, ¡°help! I can¡¯t! I don¡¯t want you to play this music. I¡¯m going to faint. ¡± His voice is so loud that the staff outside use walkie-talkies to communicate with them: ¡°well, one of us is going to be alone in this session. Do you need to change roles?¡± Wang Kuan put his hand on his lips and replied loudly, ¡°Zuo Kuan¨C it¡¯s not that your brother won¡¯t help you¨C it¡¯s really that your brother is afraid¨C¡± ¡°We won¡¯t change,¡± Zhang Xianjing answered, picking up the walkie-talkie. ¡°that man likes to pretend to push, big brother, you try your best to scare him.¡± Disrelish for the noise, Yu Fan rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to let him pass, the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled down by the person behind him. Chen Jingshen stood in the dark. Yu Fan could only see his vague outline when he looked back. ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Chen Jingshen looked at him. ¡°I¡¯m scared, too.¡± ¡°£¿¡± Yu Fan frowned: ¡°I¡¯m afraid you didn¡¯t feel bad just now.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°I don¡¯t want to lose face in front of you.¡± ¡± You are even more humiliated now. ¡± ¡°I can¡¯t help it,¡± said Chen Jingshen, clutching the corner of his clothes without any ups and downs on his voice. ¡°it¡¯s terrible.¡± ¡°¡­¡± A mournful scream came from Zuo Kuan outside. Yu Fan looked at the person behind him with his eyes for a few seconds before he remembered that Chen Jingshen might not be able used to such environment. ¡°Coward.¡± He withdrew his steps and rattled. Chen Jingshen murmured, ¡°I am.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zhang Xianjing was about to ask what the two of them are whispering, but the door was kicked open by npc in the secret room. The man, dressed in an ancient robe and covered with blue and white mouth with red blood, stumbled in and tried to hit each player in the face: ¡°she¡¯s going to kill me! She tried to kill me¨C ¡± Yu Fan felt that his clothes were pulled more tightly, and Chen Jingshen seemed to be scared back. ¡°this npc is shorter than you. Are you afraid of it?¡± Yu Fan stretched his hand back, patted Chen Jingshen on the wrist and signaled him to move his hand away. The clothes are isn¡¯t being pulled anymore. Yu Fan was about to withdraw his hand when the hand behind him suddenly went up along his finger and suddenly grasped him. Chen Jingshen¡¯s palms were slightly cold and his grip was a little tight. Npc heard his words and rushed to Yu Fan¡¯s face and screamed, ¡°be polite¨C Ah, she¡¯s going to kill me!¡± Yu Fan looked at the grimace without expression, his fingers were a little numb. He shook Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand: ¡°Chen Jingshen, you step back.¡± Chen Jingshen also shook his hand: ¡°I can¡¯t retreat, I dare not open my eyes.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± In such an instant, Yu Fan suspected that Chen Jingshen was faking. How can someone be afraid and hold someone¡¯s hands? But npc walked away, and the indoor lights came on. Wang Luan held Zhang Xianjing, his face buried on her shoulder. Zhang Xianjing patted him on the back with a look of disgust: ¡°It¡¯s gone. Let¡¯s go¡­. It¡¯s really gone. Why would I lie to you? ¡± Wang Luan: ¡°Woo-woo.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± He shook Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand and said coldly, ¡°relax, don¡¯t hold on so tight.¡± In the middle of playing in the secret room, Zuo Kuan joined them. His face turned white, and he still felt scared when he hugged Wang Luan ¡®s arm. He turned around and asked another good brother, ¡°Yu Fan, why don¡¯t we hold hands, too?¡± Yu Fan dragged Chen Jingshen and held the lamp in the other hand, which reflected his face ferociously from the bottom up: ¡°Scram.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± The Npc gasped back to the control room and lifted the charm on his face, he was surprised to see the boss who had just received them outside. While watching the surveillance, the boss explained to the scary staff who would go out. ¡°they are going to do an one-person mission soon. come on, I¡¯ll analyze it with you.¡± He pointed to the screen. ¡°this woman and this fierce-looking one don¡¯t need to be frightened, both of them are bold. The main thing is to scare the remaining three¡­ Especially the most awkward one, he hid behind another man.Try and scared him to death. ¡± One-person mission. Each player is required to go to the end of the corridor alone to pick up something, and the rest of the players can only wait inside the house. When the others were done, even Zuo Kuan stumbled back, leaving only the last coward¨C Standing at the door, Chen Jingshen suddenly turned around and asked, ¡°if I don¡¯t come back, will you go out and look for me?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°No.¡± ¡°can you just talk to me directly? I¡¯m afraid if I can¡¯t hear the sound. ¡± ¡°No.¡± ¡°will you wait for me at the door?¡± ¡°you¡¯re playing a fucking game, not going to war.¡± Yu Fan couldn¡¯t stand it. ¡°are you going? No, I¡¯ll kick you! ¡± Chen Jingshen has gone. The boss stared at the monitoring and excitedly called the staff: ¡°come on!¡± Scare him! First scare him back and force him to come back again! ¡± Chen Jingshen was just about to encounter the task props when the ghost npc, dressed in a maiden suit, suddenly appeared and crawled towards him like a spider, screaming sadly: ¡°Ah¨C¡± The person in front of him didn¡¯t respond. Female ghost npc thought she didn¡¯t play well, so she screamed, ¡°Ah¨C¡± The boy picked up the object and looked at her coldly. And then turned around and left. As she left, she looked down at the floor, walked around and he just bypassed her. Female ghost npc: ¡°?¡± Boss: ¡°???¡± When he came to the corner, Chen Jingshen suddenly turned around and said, ¡°Hello, can you scream again?¡± Female ghost npc: ¡°. Ah¨C ¡± In the room. Zuo Kuan covered his ears in pain: ¡°Why the fuck do you scream?¡± ¡°Why hasn¡¯t high achiever come back yet? I haven¡¯t heard anything yet. ¡± Zhang Xianjing said, ¡°you can¡¯t really be taken away.¡± Yu Fan stood at the door and waited for a few seconds, then ruffled impatiently: ¡°I¡¯ll find him.¡± Da-da-da. The sound of hasty footsteps came from the end of the corridor. Yu Fan tentatively shouted, ¡°Chen Jingshen?¡± ¡°it¡¯s me.¡± On the other side of the corridor, Chen Jingshen ran back. Yu Fan stood at the door and subconsciously stretched out his hand to him. Chen Jingshen jumped directly and hugged him. It¡¯s just like when he ran three thousand meters. Yu Fan was slightly stupefied, but he had not responded. Zuo Kuan: ¡°high achiever, did that woman jump on you, too? Are you scared? ¡± Chen Jingshen put his things on the table and glanced at him faintly. ¡°mm-hmm. It scared me to death. ¡± The boss who watched the whole process in the monitor: ¡°? ? ? £¿¡± Are you scared to death? Really? ? ? In the past, only girls were afraid to not stick to their boyfriends. Aren¡¯t you a big man? You should pretend to jump on that beautiful woman. Why jump on a man? ? Yu Fan didn¡¯t think it through either. He was extremely tired of playing in the secret room, holding a coward¡¯s egg in his hand, and those npc¡¯s who didn¡¯t admit defeat kept licking his face. The final task, it is necessary to take turns to cross over the female ghost in pairs. Only one person can stay in the room and wait to win. Well, this one was finally given to Zuo Kuan. Yu Fan took Chen Jingshen to the ancestral hall to meet the female ghost. On the road, the surrounding lights are a little brighter, at least people can see the faces of their teammates clearly. In the narrow man-made alley, Yu Fan turned his head and looked into his eyes. Chen Jingshen still had his usual paralyzed face. He was suddenly a little curious. What was the look on Chen Jingshen¡¯s face when he was scared? A few seconds later, Yu Fan withdrew his sight and shook Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand: ¡°there is no one here. Let go. My palms are sweaty.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at him and let go. When turning the corner, Yu Fan slowed down a bit and deliberately fell behind Chen Jingshen. Then he held out his hand and poked Chen Jingshen on the waist¨C. Almost at the same time, the screams of the female ghost suddenly sounded. Yu Fan was stunned, looked at the female ghost rushing towards them in front of him, and thought ¡ª¡ª He didn¡¯t have time to think about it. Before the lights dimmed, he saw Chen Jingshen turn around. Yu Fan tried to grab his hand and run, then his feet suddenly rose into the air. He was, hugged, picked up, and he run. It¡¯s still the kind of princess carry. Yu Fan was blinded in an instant and shouted several times: ¡°Chen Jingshen!¡± Chen Jingshen! ¡± Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t answer. He ran very fast and the road was narrow. Yu Fan¡¯s swearing words had piled up in his mouth, and his sense of confusion and desire for survival made him subconsciously turn around Chen Jingshen¡¯s neck. He looked back and looked directly at the ghost npc for a few seconds. When hanging in the air, people¡¯s psychology will become more fragile than usual. So he scratched Chen Jingshen¡¯s neck and said, ¡°run faster, haven¡¯t you eaten?¡± Wait, where are you going? this is not the way back to the house¨C ¡± Yu Fan looked forward and found a red sedan chair with a curtain drawn in the courtyard scene in front of him. Yu Fan was stupified. No what kind of idiot dares to enter a place like this, is it? When you go in, aren¡¯t you just staying inside and wait for people to scare? The next few seconds, Yu Fan was carried in. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± The space in the sedan chair was narrower than he had expected. With two boys both higher than 180cm, there is almost no extra room. Yu Fan half curled up, his shoes on the side of the sedan chair, his whole back glued to it. Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and gritted his teeth: ¡°Chen Jingshen, you -¡± ¡°A ghost touched me just now.¡± Chen Jingshen asked in a hoarse voice, ¡°you¡¯re not scared, are you?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fanqian lost his temper. No, it¡¯s just a poke, so it¡¯s not so scary, is it? Just as Yu Fan was about to curl, the sedan chair was gently shaken. The sedan was scratched outside with fingernails. He had to keep his mouth shut and cooperate with the performance of the outsiders. In case npc rushed in to frighten people, Yu Fan stared straight at the sedan curtain. A moment later, he frowned and seemed to look up. The sedan chair was so dark that nothing could hardly be seen. Except for the strange dark red sedan curtain reflected by the lights, and Chen Jingshen¡¯s dark eyes. Chen Jingshen put his hand on his knee and his other hand on his back. It separated him from the sedan body, and he looked at him in silence in the dark. Holding someone in his arms, Chen Jingshen¡¯s breath was a little heavy. His hot breath was felt in Yu Fan¡¯s ears. Their bodies were close to each other, and he could feel Chen Jingshen¡¯s every breath. Yu Fan felt surrounded by the aroma of peppermint. His heart was beating so fast that Yu Fan unconsciously curled up his fingers and said, ¡°look at the sedan curtain, they must rush in there.¡± ¡°I dare not look.¡± Chen Jingshen. ¡± Who told you to run here? ¡± Chen Jingshen took the blame: ¡°I¡¯m too scared.¡± There¡¯s something going on outside. Yu Fan stiffly twisted his head to the edge and continued to stare at the sedan curtain. A few seconds later, he raised his hand unbearably, found Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes in the dark, and bolted it: ¡°Don¡¯t look at me.¡± Chen Jingshen snorted, his breath rubbing against his hand. The whole skin is numb and scalded from the neck to the root of the ear. He clenched his lower teeth, raised his other hand and pinched Chen Jingshen¡¯s nose, ¡°Don¡¯t breathe. ¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°¡­¡­¡± CJ is such a drama queen I cannot. CH 39 Chen Jingshen looked at the darkness caused by the palm of hands and stopped breathing obediently. A few seconds later, the nose was loosened. . ¡°are you stupid, I cover your nose and you did not use your mouth?¡± Yu Fan felt his chin with his fingers and patted him lightly. It wasn¡¯t until the person started breathing properly again that Yu Fan folded his eyes. The people outside had no intention of coming in after holding the sedan chair for a long time. Yu Fan¡¯s patience has been worn out, and Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes are relaxed a little, he is just ready to go out and see what¡¯s going on. The next moment, the sedan curtain was lifted by a pair of pale hands! The red light outside illuminates the car¨C. The Npc hands on the side, countless times more scary than before rushed to Yu Fan¡¯s face. She opened her mouth with blood, and a shrill scream rushed straight in. No matter how daring Yu Fan is, he still can¡¯t stand it in this kind of confined space, not to mention the fact that this npc is here for revenge, screaming ten times louder than before. Fuck. Yu Fan withdrew a little bit of his hand and suddenly covered it back, covering Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes again. The next second, Chen Jingshen¡¯s arm behind him suddenly bent up and covered his eyes. It took a long time for the female ghost npc to stop screaming. She lifted her hair in front of her face, stared at them for a few seconds, then retreated slowly, sending out a ¡°uh-ah¡± roar and exiting the stage. It was dark before Yu Fan felt that the skin was a little hot. For a brief moment, he could only receive the temperature in the palm of Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand. The moment the scary music stopped, Chen Jingshen let go of his hand. As soon as the skin felt cold, Yu Fan fiercely regained his mind. He stooped up almost immediately, waved the sedan curtain with his fist, and walked out quickly. He happened to meet the other three who came out to look for them. ¡°Fuck, this light is too dark, it¡¯s like we are in the underworld.¡± Wang Luan was afraid, but he couldn¡¯t help looking left and right, and was blinded by the red light on the ground. Yu Fan stood in the light, his skin and white shoes stained with an unnatural red. When he saw him, Zhang Xianjing asked, ¡°what did you do? I came back to do it for you. ¡± ¡± I was chased. ¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°where is high achiever?¡± Yu Fan did not answer her, but turned around with a straight face and rudely grabbed the sedan curtain: ¡°come out, there are no ghosts.¡± Chen Jingshen half bent over get out of the sedan chair. Zhang Xianjing: ¡°?¡± Zhang Xianjing thought the scene was a little unspeakably strange, until she was patted on the shoulder. Wang Luan: ¡°Sister Jing, let¡¯s go. The last link is done.¡± Out of the secret room, the boss personally brought them tea and water, and brought a charge code and evaluation form, saying that filling in the form would give them a 20% discount. When filling out the form, the boss can¡¯t help glancing at the tallest boy. The other party held the pen with his lanky fingers and glanced coldly at an option on the paper. ¡°what do you think is the horror of¡± ghost marriage ¡°? ¡± The other party mentioned it with a finger, and at the end, ¡°the place is extremely scary!¡± You scared me to death! ¡± There is a tick in the frame. There is also a blank column dedicated to writing feedback. Chen Jingshen pondered for a second and scribbled in it: [satisfied. ] The boss put away the survey form and sent the guests out of the door in a hesitant manner. It was dark when he came out of the shop, several people discussed it and decided to eat hot pot. Wang Luan had a big idea. As soon as he sat down, he picked up the menu and mastered the right to order. Zhang Xianjing explored the menu past from time to time to give some advice. Yu Fan went to get a dip and came back with only the seat next to Chen Jingshen. ¡°Sister Jing, why don¡¯t you sit next to high achiever.¡± Wang Luan looked at Zhang Xianjing, who was sitting on a chair in the aisle, and said, ¡°the waiter has been carrying dishes up and down and has soiled your skirt for a while.¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s comfortable to sit by yourself.¡± Zhang Xianjing asked, ¡°Yu Fan, what kind of meat do you want to eat? Let Wang Luan order it for you. ¡± ¡°whatever.¡± Yu Fan sat down in the empty seat and put the dip on the table. After ordering, Wang Luan leaned back on the sofa, took a long breath and announced, ¡°I will never play in the secret room again in my life.¡± Yu Fan said: ¡°to be clear in advance, I can no longer accompany you and Zuo Kuan to go to the toilet. You two take care of each other. ¡± ¡°No, Yu Fan, are you afraid?¡± Zuo Kuan couldn¡¯t help saying. Yu Fan: ¡°me? Is it possible? ¡± ¡°Don¡¯t think about it, we all heard it. When we were doing the last double task, we heard you shouting from afar,¡± Zuo Kuan copied his voice¨C ¡°Chen Jingshen! Chen Jingshen! ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± After Zuo Kuan finished, he had to confirm with the person opposite, ¡°isn¡¯t that right, high achiever?¡± Yu Fan whipped the chopsticks onto the bowl, which rang weakly. So Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I didn¡¯t hear it.¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan thought that he should have rated that place half a star. Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan chatted and began to talk about who was the most coward in the secret room. Yu Fan endured the idea of adding Chen Jingshen to this option, picked up the water cup and drank cold water, and suddenly felt the person next to him glance at him. ¡°did you take the wrong seasoning?¡± Yu Fan looked down and said, ¡°what¡¯s wrong?¡± Chen Jingshen was silent, as if he briefly recalled, ¡°can you eat parsley?¡± The hot pot restaurant is noisy. He was stunned by the question and asked, ¡°Why can¡¯t I?¡± Chen Jingshen looked at him for a few seconds before saying, ¡°No, few people like to eat this. There are also people who are allergic to this. ¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°I had allergies when I was a child, but I suddenly got better after I got sick.¡± Chen Jingshen picked up a hot towel to wipe his hands, ¡°that¡¯s it.¡± The hot pot restaurant at this time was so lively that it took more than ten minutes for the dishes to be served slowly. In the middle of eating, Wang Luan suddenly picked up the teacup: ¡°high achiever, thanks to you for your help this time. As soon as the exam results came out, my father was so excited that he asked me to transfer money. I¡¯m afraid you can¡¯t drink it, so I didn¡¯t order wine today. Here, I¡¯ll give you a toast with tea instead of wine. Thank you for your selfless dedication! ¡± ¡°you¡¯re welcome.¡± Chen Jingshen picked up the teacup, raised his hand and toasted with him. He glanced at the side when he took it back. Yu Fan pinched the chopsticks and boiled the meat without lifting it. Wang Luan drank up his tea and then touched the man who was playing with his mobile phone. ¡°Zuo Kuan, as your brother, we¡¯re all high-spirited. Are you really not going to work hard with us. Don¡¯t go to the technical school next door when Yu Fan and I go hand in hand. ¡± Zuo Kuan shook off his hand: ¡°Scram, you fart.¡± ¡°I¡¯m serious. Try to learn. I¡¯ve been working hard for weeks, and I don¡¯t think it¡¯s that difficult to study. ¡± ¡°come on, work hard by yourself.¡± Zuo Kuan finally put down his phone, picked up his chopsticks and called, ¡°Yu Fan.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°say it.¡± ¡°A girl in our class asked me for your Wechat,¡± Zuo Kuan said. ¡°I send her your acc.¡± While eating, he remembere what the head teacher next door said in the office. He did find the girl they are talking about. He subconsciously wanted to see the person next to him, but his face was slightly skewed. What the hell is he looking at him for? Yu Fan moved the angle of his without a trace and frowned: ¡°Did I allow you to send?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t help it. She won¡¯t let me copy her homework if I don¡¯t hand you over,¡± Zuo Kuan said. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. If she really applies, you can refuse. It¡¯s not like you have to add her. ¡± Yu Fan was too lazy to talk to him and continued to eat the hot pot. Having enough to eat and drink, Wang Luan asked the waiter to get the bill, and then asked if anyone was going to smoke. Yu Fan: ¡°you go and I¡¯ll wait here for the ticket.¡± The men had just left when a burst of hustle and bustle came from the table in front of them. Chen Jingshen looked lazily forward. Ssomeone was confessing at the next table, it looked like he had succeeded,a man and a woman hugged each other shyly. The cell phone in his pocket is buzzing. Chen Jingshen withdrew his sight, took it out and scanned it. His eyebrows dimmed and he locked the screen directly. The waiter brought the things over, and the people on the side said thank you, and then pushed aside the chair. Chen Jingshen followed and waited for a few seconds to find that the person in front of him was standing motionless. Yu Fan opened his mouth and called him, ¡°Chen Jingshen.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Yu Fan picked up the teacup and held it awkwardly in front of him. Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrow and then picked up the cup. As soon as Yu Fan was about to clink glasses with him, he saw that his hand suddenly pulled back a little bit, and then looked at the next table. Yu Fan frowned and followed his line of sight in doubt¨C. A man and a woman wrapped their arms around their arms and drank a cup of wine at the cheering of others. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan reached out his hand without expression, touched the next cup with him hard, and shook the tea out of Chen Jingshen¡¯s cup: ¡°if you want to die, continue to watch.¡± ¨C After the meal, several people disbanded in place. After watching the others get on the bus, Yu Fan turned around and walked back. This street is not far from his home. It takes about ten minutes to get there. He took out his cell phone, and transferred half of their expenses today. Wang Luan:? Why transfer my money? ]. [-: didn¡¯t you say to be the host together? Me and you. ]. Wang Lu¡¯an: I was just saying casually. No, my father told me to transfer a lot of money. It¡¯s on me today! ] Although Wang Luan didn¡¯t know Yu Fan for a long time, he had a good relationship with him and knew more or less about his family. [-: take it, don¡¯t talk nonsense. ]. Wang Luan finally thought about it and accepted it. Wang Luan: then don¡¯t do it next time I say treat. ]. There were no pedestrians on the path that Yu Fan walked. He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket. As soon as he was about to light it, his cell phone rang again. Why is this Wang Luan so painstaking? [s: [photo]] Okay, here comes a more difficult one. Yu Fan bit the cigarette before he had time to light it, and took a look at the picture. It was a dim carriage, like a random shot. [-:? ]. [s: it¡¯s dark in the car. I¡¯m a little scared. ]. [-:? ] [-: what are you afraid of? Isn¡¯t there a driver sitting in front? ]. [s: after looking at it for a while, the driver looks like the NPC. ]. [-:. ]. [s: can you make a video call? ]. [-: no. ]. [s: okay ]. Yu Fan is about to throw his cell phone into his pocket. [s: it doesn¡¯t matter. ]. [s: I was just touched by a ghost today. I was a little scared. I should feel better in a few months. ]. [s: sorry to bother you. ] ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan stared at these words with his cigarette in his mouth. He picked up the phone and put it down, put it down and picked it up again. After several bad times, he put on headphones with hostility on his face, clenched his teeth, and made a video call. The other side is connected in seconds. Because he is walking on the road, Yu Fan held his cell phone low, and the angle was not very good. He looked down at Chen Jingshen and said angrily, ¡°are you so timid that you still have to let your parents watch you when you sleep at night?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°there is no one at home.¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t want to blurt out: ¡°I can¡¯t sleep with you in the video.¡± There was a few seconds of silence in the headphones. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± He is talking nonsense. ¡°No, you don¡¯t.¡± After a while, Chen Jingshen¡¯s voice came out. Maybe he had been sitting in a taxi for a long time, and his voice was a little tired. ¡°I have a lot to accompany me at home.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°can your dog change its name?¡± ¡°it¡¯s a little difficult. It¡¯s been called FanFan for many years. ¡± Yu Fan walked along the road with one hand, and occasionally met a few people who came out to walk the dog. He always had no intention of taking a look at it and thought that none of these pet dogs were as good-looking as the one in Chen Jingshen¡¯s house. They had a conversation without a word, and there was an occasional silence of half an hour. When there is no sound in the headphones, Yu Fan subconsciously takes a low look, and then looks directly at Chen Jingshen through his mobile phone. Several times later, Yu Fan couldn¡¯t help it and said coldly, ¡°¡­¡­ Don¡¯t keep looking at me. ¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen obediently look aside for a moment and looked back quickly. He asked, ¡°did the girl add you?¡± ¡°what?¡± ¡°the girl from Class eight.¡± ¡°No.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°are you with her?¡± Yu Fan is in a daze. He frowned: ¡°No.¡± I don¡¯t even know her. ¡± Chen Jingshen said in a low voice, ¡°what kind of girl do you like?¡± ¡± I don¡¯t know. ¡± Yu Fan looked at him quickly, then said a few seconds later, ¡°anyway, I don¡¯t like any one now.¡± ¡°there will be none in the future.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¡°if you have a girlfriend, I can¡¯t make a video call with you.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°we can¡¯t even sit together.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°who mind that.¡± ¡°Yes, but I don¡¯t want to see you with anyone else.¡± ¡°I would ask the teacher to change seats.¡± The taxi was driving on the path, and the dim street lights flashed across Chen Jingshen¡¯s face. His voice was faint. Yu Fan: ¡°I.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°You can throw the letter I wrote you before. I haven¡¯t written it for a long time, and I haven¡¯t changed it many times. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± ¡°and the award on the blackboard¨C¡± ¡°I fucking said I wouldn¡¯t have a girlfriend!¡± Yu Fan couldn¡¯t stand it. He raised his phone and interrupted him. ¡± Even if I have a girl I like, you can have a fucking video call and play with me! You can sit next to me if you want! Where do you want to post the award? What are you talking about here?! ¡± Yu Fan finished shouting in one breath and gasped heavily. As soon as he looked up, the passers-by and the dog looked at him in surprise. ¡­¡­. If I make a video call with Chen Jingshen on the road, I will be a dog. There is no sound in the headphones. Yu Fan turned into the park next to him, picked up his cell phone and looked at it. The screen was dark, and Chen Jingshen blocked the camera. Yu Fan frowned and shouted, ¡°Chen Jingshen?¡± It took a few seconds for the opposite side to reply, ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Yu Fan: ¡°did you hear what I just said?¡± ¡°I hear you.¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°I see.¡± Suddenly he felt that something was wrong, Yu Fan stared suspiciously at the phone: ¡°Chen Jingshen, show your face.¡± ¡°¡­¡± The next second, the fingers that is blocking in front of the camera were removed. Chen Jingshen put his mobile phone a little down, revealing only the lower half of his face. Chen Jingshen pressed the corners of his mouth and confronted him silently. Then he finally raised his hand to hid his mouth, and the Adam¡¯s apple rolled lightly. Excuse me. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± For a moment, Yu Fan forgot what he had just shouted, which made Chen Jingshen look like this. ¡°Chen Jingshen, you are dead again.¡± He said gloomily, ¡°hold your phone for me.¡± ¡°Well, it is not on purpose.¡± Chen Jingshen struggled to lift his cell phone and looked at him for a second. Chen Jingshen looked out of the window and quickly looked back. He seemed to suppress it for a while, but at last he didn¡¯t hold it down. His voice became hoarse with patience: ¡°Yu Fan, I really¨C¡± Suddenly there was no sound in the back. Yu stood blankly in the park, holding up his cell phone and waiting for him. Then he suddenly reacted and jabbed the hang-off button before Chen Jingshen said the next word! Beep. The video is dead. It¡¯s windy in the park at night. Yu Fan¡¯s heart beats so heavily, he can hear it in his eardrum, and his whole head is burning. He paused for a moment, rubbed his face, took out the cigarette in his mouth, lit it to himself, and began to circle around the big tree on the edge. It¡¯s fucking weird. Chen Jingshen obviously didn¡¯t finish that sentence just now, but Yu Fan thought he heard it. He heard Chen Jingshen sitting in a taxi, facing the wind by the window, and while there was driver in front of him. Chen Jingshen said sitting in the flashing street lamp. Yu Fan, I really¨C. I really like you. CH 40 Chen Jingshen sent a message asking him why he hung up. Why did he hang up? What can he say? Is your eyes innocent? But Yu Fan can¡¯t say how shameless he thinks it is to confess to him. So he didn¡¯t reply at all. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t ask any more questions, but more than ten minutes later, he sent over a few more pictures of dogs. Yu Fan squatted under the tree while smoking while blowing the evening breeze, blowing calmly, Yu Fan opened the pictures and look at them one by one. He got up, put out the smoke and went home. When Yu Fan came home, the window of the house was wide open, the lights were on, and the TV was so loud that the whole building could hear it. Yu Kaiming was sitting on the sofa watching the game while chatting with gamblers. Yu Fan came in. He immediately turned off his cell phone and laid his feet flat on the coffee table. The seventeen-year-old boy has already grown taller than him. Usually when he is drunk or there are people around him, Yu Kaiming would not bother him. In his rare state of sobriety, Yu Kaiming will take the initiative to provoke him. After all, the experience of the past two years tells him that the chances of winning an one-on-one fight are really great. After Yu Fan entered the house, he glanced at the TV, threw the key to the shoe cabinet, and came up with a remark. Yu Kaiming immediately put down his feet: ¡°I warn you not to stir up trouble.¡± Yu Fan picked up the remote control, turned the volume of 68 to 18, then threw the remote control back on the table. He turned around and went back to the house. He didn¡¯t even glance at him in the process. He close the door behind him. Yu Kaiming took a look and continued to pick up his cell phone and chat with gamblers. ¡°I¡¯m here. I didn¡¯t fall asleep. My son just got back. I¡¯m not fighting. That son of a bitch knows what to do tonight and looks jubilant. ¡± ¨C On the evening of the next day, Yu Fan sat at his desk shaking his pen and waited for a video recording of Chen Jingshen¡¯s topic. As a result, the video recording was not received, and the other party directly gave him a video call invitation. Yu Fan was stupefied for a moment until the invitation was about to hang up automatically. Chen Jingshen, with a towel on his shoulder, turned his hand over with drooping eyes. The lamp light swept across his cheek and was covered with a cool color. Like when the two men sprinted for the mid-term exam, he asked, ¡°do you want to do it for a while?¡± Yu Fan clenched his fingers for a while. After a while, he stood beside his mobile phone and dragged it out of the test paper: ¡°I¡¯m bored. Forget it. Anyway, it¡¯s boring. I¡¯ll just do a few questions. ¡± When Chen Jingshen talks about the topic, he subconsciously come near the rear camera. More than an hour later, he finally came to several big questions after the examination paper. There are some difficulties in these big questions. Yu Fan resisted walking away he finally encountered the questions. Chen Jingshen¡¯s low voice rang in the headphones, and Yu Fan turned his pen to listen. He suddenly remembered the faint smiling outline of the other party in the back seat of the car last night. ¡°do you understand?¡± Chen Jingshen asked, but there was no answer, so he raised his eyes and said, ¡°Yu Fan?¡± Yu Fan jumped for a moment, then raised his chin abruptly: ¡°Oh, I didn¡¯t listen.¡±¡­ ¡± There was a small and long creak of headphones, which interrupted him. Yu Fan thought he had heard wrong at first, until he saw Chen Jingshen suddenly turn to one side. Then, a light flashed across his face, like a car light. ¡°We¡¯ll talk about it when we get to school.¡± After a while, Chen Jingshen looked back and put down his pen. ¡°I have something to do here. I have to go.¡± Yu Fan gave a sound of aggreement, and the next second, the video hung up. Yu Fan leaned against the chair and frowned and stared at Chen Jingshen¡¯s dialog box for a while. Is it his delusion? Why did he feel that Chen Jingshen looked so unhappy before he hung up the phone? It¡¯s still the same paralyzed face. After most of the day¡¯s work, Yu Fan picked up his cell phone and cigarette and got up and went to the balcony to get some air. The old neighborhood is quiet in the middle of the night. Yu Fan sat on the balcony smoking and flipping through his cell phone. During the period of their video call, Wechat received several messages, all from Wang Luan. He kept asking how he can¡¯t call him. Yu Fan replied that he was busy, but Wang Luan did not reply and probably went to play games. So he broke off in @ his discussion group again and flipped up and chatted. [Wang Lu an: Call Yu Fan voice and ask then asked that sport student. ¡¿ [Zuo Kuan: Call it, too. Shit, what¡¯s the matter with this group of people? If you want to play games, all of them can get together. @-I¡¯ll try again. ¡¿ [Zhu Xu: I¡¯m coming. Shit, Wang Luan, don¡¯t I have a first name or a last name? A sports student ¡­ I just shared a video with my deskmate. ¡¿ [Zuo Kuan: Girlfriend is a girlfriend, but with a deskmate? Which deskmate would video call for hours every night? ¡¿ Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± What happened to the video? How to talk about the topic in video? He glanced at the left wide game characters and thought, ¡®Forget it, this kind of learner really knows.¡¯ Wang Luan:[ isn¡¯t it enough to spend time every day at school? One hour every night. Do you think it¡¯s a waste of time? ]. Zhu Xu:[ it¡¯s all right. I have nothing to do when I get home anyway. If really speaking, in fact, this is a waste of smoke. ]. Wang Luan:? ] Zhu Xu: I want to smoke when I have a good chat. I want to smoke when we talk. I want to smoke when I have something to talk about. Hey, it¡¯s annoying to be in love. ]. Zuo Kuan: damn it, who wants to listen? Shut up. ]. Yu Fan¡¯s fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly. For a while, he turned off his cell phone and threw it aside, thinking that he just wanted to smoke, and it had nothing to do with Chen Jingshen. After smoking one, he thought it was enough, but he wanted another one and reached into the cigarette case. After knowing it, he remembered that he hadn¡¯t been smoking in a circle for a long time under that tree last night. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± He held the cigarette case impassively in his hand amd threw it forcefully into the dustbin by the door. ¨C When he went to school on Monday, Ding Xiao¡¯s punishment spread all over the classroom. He didn¡¯t come to school himself, and according to people he knew, his family was transferring him. Yu Fan has completely lost interest in this matter. Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan babbled in his ear, and he didn¡¯t listen carefully to a word. With his chin on one hand,Yu Fan glanced at the really timid one while Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan passionately debated the old question of who was daring. Chen Jingshen, as always, ¡°sat upright and lowered his eyes in silence¡± sketching the calculus on the draft paper. It seems that he did not intend to explain why the video was ended last night, nor did he intend to tell him the next big question. Forget? Forget it, if he doesn¡¯t want to. Yu Fan looked back, and he was bored for no reason. Until the physics teacher came into the classroom, the two noisy brothers, finally left. Yu Fan leaned on the chair and half bent down and reached into the drawer to touch the textbook. Then he saw a book that had never been read before. The evolutionary version of ¡°stupid Birds fly first¡±, black. Turning to the first page, there is his name on it, which is the handwriting of his deskmate. ¡°I have drawn out the important questions.¡± Chen Jingshen leaned back like him, leaning over to look at him. ¡°Yesterday¡¯s paper, I¡¯ll continue to talk about it tonight?¡± Yu Fan looked at him and relieved his mood for no reason. He lowered his eyes and returned to his usual lazy manner and said, ¡°¡­¡­ Oh. ¡± After the first class, as soon as the physics teacher left, Zhuang Xingqin came in. He announced the parents¡¯ meeting on Thursday afternoon while everyone in the class was still sitting in their seats. ¡°everyone must inform the parents and if any parents are unable to come, they should call me in advance to explain the situation.¡± With that, Zhuang Xingqin glanced at the back of the classroom and said, ¡°all right, let¡¯s take a break from class. Yu Fan, come to the office with me. ¡± Yu Fan followed Zhuang Xingqin to the office. Zhuang Xingin and glanced back at him: ¡°this time¡¯s parents.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°No would come.¡± Yu Fan truncated directly. ¡°¡­¡± As expected, nothing unexpected. As a matter of fact, Zhuang Xingqin has worked hard before. He talked to Yu Fan, but he did not agree. Later, he went over Yu Fan and looked up his address book and called his parents directly. No one answered the phone for two days, until the last time she got through, ¡°You also know what¡¯s going on in my home. My school has nothing to do with him.¡± So Zhuang Xingqin didn¡¯t insist on it any longer. ¡°then forget it. Since the parents are participating this time, someone will have to pick people up at the door. Then come to the classroom to help me receive the parents.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan thought he heard wrong: ¡°me? I don¡¯t fit. Don¡¯t blame me if half of the parents turn away. ¡± ¡°seriously.¡± Zhuang Xingqin picked up the teaching plan and patted him. ¡°what do you think you are going to do? Just ask the parents to sign attendance at the door.¡± Zhuang Xingqin mentioned this matter for four days in a row, and Yu Fan also rebelled for four days. But on Thursday afternoon, just after the first class, Zhuang Xingqin stuffed the signing sheet into his arms and asked him to pack up and go to the door to pick up the guests. The parents¡¯ meeting will begin in more than half an hour. Several students in the class are decorating the classroom. Yu Fan took the sign-in form and stood lifeless against the balcony fence, watching the bustling scenery downstairs. The location of his teaching building is excellent, and you can see the school gate and the outer street as soon as you stop on the balcony. At the moment, the road outside the school is full of parents¡¯ cars. Chen Jingshen picked up his schoolbag and put it on the sundries table, raised his eyes and said to him, ¡°I¡¯m going down.¡± Yu Fan thought he was going downstairs to pick up his parents, so he answered casually. Ten minutes later, he saw that his deskmate had a red armband with the words ¡°Outstanding Student Representative¡± on his arm and walked to the school gate to stand with Hu Pang. Yu Fan: ¡± What is he doing? ¡± Zhang Xianjing glanced down his line of sight: ¡°Chen Jingshen? He is standing guard, ah, senior one and senior high school seniors rep are choosen to stand at the gate, Hu Pang chose high achiever. Didn¡¯t he tell you? ¡± Yu Fang wanted to say no, when he suddenly thought of last night¡¯s video, he said that he was going to watch the door. Chen Jingshen shook his pen and said let¡¯s take a look at it. ¡­¡­. He thought Chen Jingshen meant to stand in the hallway and listen to the parent-teacher meeting. ¡°Oh. I think he did. ¡± Yu Fan looked at the two people next to him. ¡°Why did you go down to pick someone up?¡± Zhang Xianjing played with her cell phone and said, ¡°I¡¯m in a hurry, my mother is still stuck at home.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°my father hasn¡¯t gone out yet.¡± Zhang Xianjing: ¡°Why, shouldn¡¯t he came to help clean up the classroom?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know anything! My father drove his ancestral little electric donkey through the traffic, and it took ten minutes to get there. ¡± Wang Luan proudly looked down. ¡°look at this situation. What¡¯s the traffic jam? My ass! ¡± Yu Fan frowned as he shouted. His voice was so loud that the class next door scolded him on the left side of the corridor: ¡°what a fart?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°Fuck! Look at that car! Is it a fucking Bentley? ¡± Bang! Zuo Kuan directly threw the broom on the floor and ran over. ¡°my ass, it¡¯s really.¡± Zhang Xianjing is lacking interest: ¡°how much does this car cost?¡± Wang Luan, who loved cars since he was a child, licked his lips crazily, ¡°this car costs Tens of millions of dollars. ¡± Zhu Xu, who followed, took a breath and said, ¡°We are still in school. I didn¡¯t expect there to be a Hidden Dragon¡­ The car has stopped. come on, look who is so rich! ¡± Yu Fan is not interested in these things. He stared at the figure downstairs that was a bit taller than the others and wondered why Chen Jingshen stood so foolishly. Almost every passing parent has to take a look at Chen Jingshen, using the kind of eyes that look at the baby in their dreams. A few seconds later, the man standing guard finally moved. Chen Jingshen suddenly moved and said something to Hu Pang. Hu Pang motioned to him to go. Yu Fan watched Chen Jingshen walk all the way out of the school gate, past the crowd pouring into the school gate, and came to a car. Next to the limousine. A woman with a capable and generous temperament came down from the back seat of the limousine. When she reached Chen Jingshen, she naturally raised her hand and sorted out Chen Jingshen¡¯s armband. Zuo Kuan: ¡°Fuck! It¡¯s High achiever! ¡± ¡°The rich are unexpectedly in my side?¡± Wang Luan touched the shoulder of the people around him and was stunned. ¡°if you can fall in love with high achiever, you will marry into a wealthy family!¡± ¡°Scram.¡± Yu Fan said in a conditioned reflex, saying, ¡°I won¡¯t marry him, you marry an old woman.¡± Yu Fan hugged the sign-in form and said. The corridor suddenly quieted down. Even a falling needle can be heard. Yu Fan looked around him. Only Wang Luan on Zhang Xianjing¡¯s shoulder have his mouth still open. All the people on the scene stood still, staring at him blankly and shocked. CH 41 They stare at each other in silence. They didn¡¯t know how long they¡¯ve stared at each other, until with a bang. The broom in Zhu Xu¡¯s hand fell on the ground, and the noise around him was heard again. Wang Luan finally came back. After opening his mouth for a long time, he finally made a voice: ¡°Ah, this. I¡¯m not talking about you. I¡¯m talking to Sister Jing. ¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan scanned his eyes and was so surprised that he did not respond to him. He lowered his eyes and saw Wang Luan put his hand on Zhang Xianjing¡¯s shoulder. In the second, the discomfort and resistance in his expression slowly disappeared, his eyebrows loosened, and at last he became stiff and dazed. The poor sign-in form clenched in his hand. For a while, Yu Fan squeezed out a sentence from his throat: ¡± just now you tapped me.¡± ¡°?¡± Wang Luan took a look at the distance between Yu Fan and him. ¡°is it true?¡± ¡°or else.¡± Yu Fan stared at him with a straight expression, ¡°take care of your hands.¡± ¡± All right. ¡± The man was simple-minded and uncovered the matter in two sentences. Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, and in a twinkling of an eye, he set his sights on Zhang Xianjing. Zhang Xianjing folded her arms and looked at him, frowning. Even if Yu Fan was teased, it should be resulted to being beaten or scolded not shouting ¡°I won¡¯t marry¡± Zhang Xianjin opened her mouth. At that moment, Yu Fan was extremely stiff, and he felt comfortable. At the next moment, her cell phone rang. When her thoughts were interrupted, Zhang Xianjing answered the phone and said, ¡°Hello, Mom¨C are you here? How to get there? You are in the doorstep just now. I see. I¡¯m going down now. ¡± Wang Luan looked at her and said, ¡°my father will probably be here soon. Let¡¯s go.¡± After Zhang Xianjing left, the two people in the next class who came to join the fun were also called back by the head teacher to continue to sweep the corridor. Yu Fan rests his arm on the fence, his forehead against it, his head drooping deeply, his hand stuck in his hair and shamefully grasped. Mom, did I just go crazy. Should I blame Chen Jingshen? Yu Fan took a moment to stand up straight again. He lowered his eyes, chilly looked for the culprit below, and saw the tall, thin figure at a glance. At the school gate Hu Pang is talking to a woman who is suspected of being a mistress of Chen Jingshen¡¯s family. Chen Jingshen stood beside them quietly. He just stood guard with a cold expression, as if he were an outsider, and the conversation between two people around him was unrelated to him. They were so far away, but he looked at it vaguely for a moment and felt that his face looked a little familiar¨C. Chen Jingshen said he had to hang up the video. ¡°it seemed to be the same that night¡±. Indifferent, closed, unhappy. Facial paralysis deserves to be facial paralysis, and facial expressions can also interpret so many emotions. But what is he unhappy about? Yu Fan sighed absent-mindedly, and the black head downstairs suddenly raised his head across the shadow of the trees and accurately caught up with him. In an instant, those cold emotions disappeared again. Yu Fan looked at him for a while, and suddenly realized that he had just had an embarrassing incident, so he looked at Chen Jingshen sullenly and gave him an international friendly gesture. But when he finally raised his hand, the middle finger became an aggressive little finger. ¡°Yu Fan, what are you doing in the corridor?¡± The voice of Zhuang Xiangqin came from the classroom, ¡°there are parents coming up, so hurry to register at the door!¡± Yu Fan said ¡°Oh¡± energetically, put away his little finger, made a ¡°I¡¯m goin in¡± sign to Chen Jingshen, and turned back to the classroom. In front of the campus guard room. Hu Pang said with a smile, ¡°although there was some trouble in the mid-term exam Chen Jingshen¡¯s final result was good. I¡¯ve talked to him, so he just need to be more careful in the future. ¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry to trouble you.¡± The woman turned faintly to look at her son. ¡°did you hear what the dean said?¡± Seeing clearly Chen Jingshen¡¯s happy face, she was stunned a little bit, ¡± What are you laughing at? ¡± Chen Jingshen bowed his head again, and the expression on his face almost calmed down: ¡°Nothing.¡± ¨C It wasn¡¯t long before the classroom of Class 7 to be full. They tacitly began to turn up their children¡¯s desks, and from time to time looked at the man sitting at the registration desk. Zuang Xingqin stood next to the desk that was temporarily moved out as a registration office, folded his fingers and knocked on the desktop: ¡°put your legs down.What¡¯s with that look? Smile! ¡± Yu Fan leaned against the wall and said, ¡°No.¡± These are bad guys in puberty. Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°just pull the corners of your mouth. Do you want me to teach you?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°Why don¡¯t you just find Wang Luan to sit here?¡± ¡°who? Wang Luan? He did this job last semester. ¡± Yu Fan frowned: ¡°then Chen Jingshen.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zhuang Xingqin thought he heard it wrong and was stupefied for a long time before he said, ¡°Chen Jingshen loves to laugh? When did he ever laugh? ¡± Didn¡¯t Yu Fan always laugh? When talking to him ¡­ Chen Jingshen seems to really haven¡¯t laughed in fron of others. It¡¯s just to provoke him, right? Yu Fan turned his pen and scold Chen Jingshen in his heart. As a result, until Zhuang Xingqin went into the classroom to talk to a family, he didn¡¯t give a fart. ¡°do you need to register before entering the classroom?¡± Yu Fan was in a good mood and handed the pen over without looking up. With drooping eyelids, he watched the woman take the pen, sign down on the registration form, finally found the name of his child, and wrote Ji Lianyi after ¡°Chen Jingshen.¡± Yu Fan, suddenly raised his head, his back away from the wall and unconsciously sat up a little bit. Chen Jingshen is like his mother. The woman¡¯s temperament was so outstanding that she put down her pen and went into the classroom. The beautiful Phoenix eyes did not glance at him. The classroom is fully seated in a short time. There were still ten minutes to go before the meeting. Yu Fan returned the registration form to Zhuang Xingqin. He turned around and was about to leave when he was held by his clothes. Zhuang Xingqin handed him two stacks of paper, one of which was a letter to his family, and the other was a suggestion form for his family. ¡°you send these out, 42 each. You take your share and go back and show it to your family. Also, after sending out, I still need your help with something else. ¡± With that, instead of giving Yu Fan a chance to refuse, he turned around and walked into the classroom on the podium and continued to sort out the content for a while. Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± He turned around and just entered the classroom, when he came to the door, he suddenly noticed something. The next second, he raised his hand and buttoned his school uniform t-shirt. When he was about to send it to his seat, he saw Ji Lianyi turning over Chen Jingshen¡¯s desk. She flipped through the manuscripts more carefully than other families¨C the woman was holding Chen Jingshen¡¯s draft book, turning back page by page, frowning slightly, and not missing a corner of the draft book. With a loud sound, a piece of paper was placed in front of her, covering the contents of the draft book. Ji Lianyi made an action: ¡°Thank you.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°No need,¡± and then pulled out a letter and stuffed it into his drawer with the transcript of the mid-term exam that had just been issued on his desk. Ji Lianyi finally looked up at him. After a brief look, she asked, ¡°are you Yu Fan?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Ji Lianyi nodded and did not ask again. Zhuang Xingqin and didn¡¯t let people go. Yu Fan simply waited in the hallway with other students. Zhang Xianjing toured the classroom and said, ¡°Wang Luan, your father really laughed from beginning to end.¡± Wang Luan said, ¡°you wait. As soon as the meeting is over, he will be the first to go to your mother and ask you how much you scored in the mid-term exam.¡± ¡°¡­ Fuck off.¡± Zhang Xianjing¡¯s eyes fell to the back row, feeling, ¡°Even high achiever¡¯s mother is beautiful.¡± ¡°High achiever¡¯s car is more beautiful.¡± After Wang Luan finished, he looked back down. ¡°He¡¯s still standing at the door. It¡¯s really hard to be a school rank 1. He has to study and stand guard.¡± ¡± Hu Pang also made a special trip to arrange a personal video at the gate. It is estimated that he will have to stand for a while ¡­¡± Zhang Xianjing¡¯s eyes turned and she raised her eyebrow. ¡°Yu Fan, why did you button up your clothes?You look silly. ¡± Yu Fan bowed his head and played with his mobile phone: ¡°Cold. It¡¯s none of your business. ¡± The process of the meeting is that the teachers of all subjects will speak on the stage first, then the school leaders will give a radio speech, and finally the class teacher will speak. All the teachers left after their speeches, and Zhuang Xingqin did not print back to the office because of the lack of a piece of data. Ten families in the classroom are listening to the radio and the school leaders are talking about ¡°high school study is too stressful. How to deal with the relationship between family members and children.¡± As soon as Yu Fan looked up, he happened to see Ji Lianyi slowly getting up from her seat, quietly walking out of the classroom with her bag in her hand, and walking towards the teacher¡¯s office. ¡°classmate.¡± Sitting by the window, some family member suddenly called him. Maybe when he saw that Yu Fan had been working for Zhuang Xingqin, the family member smiled sheepishly, ¡°could you please take this to the head teacher for me? It was sent to us just now for us to fill out the ¡°home¡± opinion form. I staggered earlier and handed in another piece of paper. ¡± Wang Luan just said that the head teacher would be back soon, when he saw the man around him throw his cell phone into his pocket and stand up straight and said, ¡°OK.¡± ¡­¡­ The back door of the head teacher¡¯s office was closed. Yu Fan was about to go around to the front door when suddenly he heard a sentence¨C ¡°I hope you can change Chen Jingshen¡¯s deskmate.¡± The public seat of Zhuang Xingqin office is back by the window. If you stand against the wall, you can hear everything inside. Yu Fan dropped his eyes and blinked, then leaned against the wall and stopped in place. Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°Chen Jingshen¡¯s mom, the broadcast should still be playing ¡­¡­ ¡± ¡°I¡¯d rather talk to you than that broadcast.¡± Ji Lianyi glanced at her watch. ¡°I have a conference call in an hour. I need to leave school early. I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t wait until the end of the radio speech. Can you give me some time? ¡± Zhuang Xingqin thought for two seconds, got up and moved the chair beside her: ¡°Sit down. Why do you want to change your child¡¯s position? ¡± Ji Lianyi cut to the chase: ¡°I saw his deskmate¡¯s report card.¡± ¡°Oh, you mean Yu Fan. In fact, his recent achievements are not ¡­ ¡± ¡°I know. I also know that he made progress with the help of Chen Jingshem. I saw some ideas for solving problems in senior one or even junior high school on the draft paper of my son. ¡± Ji Lianyi smiled gently, and she said, ¡°Mr. Zhuang, in fact, I always don¡¯t understand why teacher always likes to let students with excellent grades help poor students? These should be the work of teachers. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin: ¡°You don¡¯t know this yet. In fact, Chen Jingshen took the initiative to ask me to change seats. And I believe that learning in school should not be about learning knowledge, but also learning some fine traditional virtues, such as helping others. ¡± ¡°Yes, I have no problem with him helping his classmates. However, I heard from his former class teacher that his deskmate not only had poor academic performance, but also smoked and fought, and was punished heavily. Sorry, I really can¡¯t accept my child sitting with him. ¡± Ji Lianyi paused. ¡°And I¡¯ve just seen that one called Yu Fan. He dressed untidy, don¡¯t say ¡­ His hair makes me unable to see his eyes. Excuse me, does the school usually allowed that? ¡± Yu Fan leaned uncomfortably against the wall. ¡± I¡¯ll talk to Chen Jingshen about this before making a decision. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s temper changed. ¡°In fact, I¡¯ve been looking for a chance to talk to you. Since we met this time, I¡¯ll talk about it together ¡­.. Chen Jingshen has been excellent in his studies. However, I found that he seems to be somewhat introverted, and he usually doesn¡¯t like to communicate with other students. So I asked his former class teacher for his home visit record. ¡± Zhuang Xingqin raised his eyes and said, ¡°you seem to have been interfering with his social life. Before he was divided into classes in the first year of high school, he had changed two classes and seven deskmates, and you took the initiative to ask for help. ¡± Ji Lianyi held her bag in her hands and put it on her lap and looked at Zhuang Xingqin silently for a while. ¡°Yes, the environment in the first class of his first year of high school was worse. When the deskmate was a girl, and I was worried that he would be distracted, the boys would be talkative in class. I don¡¯t think it¡¯s too much to ask for a change of seat because I give my child a good learning environment. ¡± ¡°but did you ask him for his opinion when you changed his seat?¡± Ji Lianyi: ¡°he knows that I care about him.¡± The phone buzzed in his pocket and Yu Fan took it out and glanced at it. [Wang L¡¯an: Zuo Kuan and I are in the canteen. Do you have any want to eat? @[email protected] Zhang Xianjing]. Yu Fan said no, but he felt he needed to eat something now. [Mung bean smoothies. ]. Wang Luan: it¡¯s too late for this. Why don¡¯t you change it? There are a lot of people in the cafeteria today, and the you need to wait for more than ten minutes for mung bean smoothie. I came to buy a drink for my father. He wanted to buy the class a drink and hurried back to the classroom.] [-: forget it. ] Yu Fan threw his cell phone into his pocket and continued to listen. Zhuang Xingqin asked another question one after another, and Ji Lianyi¡¯s answer was ¡°I am his mother¡±. Zhuang Xingqin sighed for a long time. When he glanced at it, he said, ¡°I see it is written in the home visit record. There are many monitors installed in your home, and even rooms ¡­ At that time, Teacher Qiao suggested that you dismantle some of them properly and give the child his own space. I didn¡¯t know you ¡­¡± Yu Fan¡¯s chest felt stuffy. He picked up the opinion sheet, folded a corner, and smoothed it out a little. ¡°His father and I are busy at work, often away from home, and if I don¡¯t take some precautions. How can we ensure our children¡¯s personal safety?¡± Ji Lianyi repeated, ¡°I¡¯m still a mother.¡± ¡­¡­ After chatting for a while, Ji Lianyi got up. Before leaving, she repeatedly asked: ¡°Please get him a new deskmate as soon as possible.¡± Then she turned to go out and happened to meet the man squatting against the wall. Ji Lianyi: ¡°¡­¡± Seeing her coming out, the other party did not have any reaction. He stood up, patted the dust on his back, and walked around into the office with a straight face. After giving the things to Zhuang Xingqin, Yu Fan came out of the office and turned to the experimental building to smoke. Today, there was no one in the experimental building at the family meeting. Yu Fan sat on the staircase on the first floor of the experimental building, smoking brazenly. He diverged his legs casually, resting his elbows on his knees, holding cigarettes while playing with his mobile phone. He played a game of gluttonous snakes, but it didn¡¯t last long before he lost. Feeling bored, he casually opened the other software, and when he came back, he was already in front of the Doberman. He clenched his teeth and slowly typed in the dialog box: Chen Jingshen. What was he gonna say? There seems to be nothing to say. He can¡¯t say how he listened to his mother. Is he a coward? What kind of virtue does he have? there is no need to spoil other people¡¯s children. Yu Fan stared at the word for a moment, raised his finger to delete it, and suddenly a new message came up in the dialog box. S: are you still at school? ]. -:I¡¯m here. ]. [s:? ]. [-:. Wrong number. Yeah, what are you doing? ]. [s: where is it? ]. [-: the first floor of the experimental building. ]. He didn¡¯t get a reply after a few minutes. Yu Fan stared at the dialog box for a while, then puffed a cigarette and typed: Is Zhuang Xingqin looking for me ? Before it was sent out, he caught a glimpse of something. Yu Fan turned his head and saw Chen Jingshen coming towards him. The summer blue school trousers in Nancheng No. 7 High School seemed to have a leg-pulling effect on Chen Jingshen. His hands were hanging on his side, and he seemed to be carrying something on one side. Chen Jingshen went up to him and glanced at the smoke in his hand. The mouth opened and pursed, tilted his head and coughed softly. ¡± Won¡¯t you come back after I finish smoking? ¡± Yu Fan put out his cigarette and didn¡¯t look at him. He glanced at his shoes and said, ¡°what do you want me to do?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°this.¡± Inexplicably feeling a sense of sweetness and coolness, Yu Fan raised his eyes and saw him put a plastic bag on his finger, in which lay a cup of mung bean smoothies. Chen Jingshen said, ¡°when I came back, there was no one in the canteen, so I bought it by the way. Would you like to drink? ¡± Mung bean smoothies are the best seller in their school canteen in summer. The school specially bought two large refrigerators to ensure that students can drink cool and refreshing summer desserts after school every day. Yu Fan blinked, took it, poked it, and took a sip. Chen Jingshen went up two steps parallel to him. Yu Fan reacted and turned to blurt out, ¡°Dirty-¡± Chen Jingshen has already sat down. They followed the classroom one, shoulder to shoulder and close together. Chen Jingshen glanced at him: ¡°Aren¡¯t you sitting too?¡± Yu Fan swallowed the smoothie, and felt that his whole body was cold, and the whole person was cool. ¡°My clothes are not so clean.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°Me too.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan saw his clean school uniform, and talked for a while, ¡°Why don¡¯t you go back to the classroom?¡± When family meetings are held, students usually wait outside the classroom, even Zuo Kuan and Wang Luan are no exception. Chen Jingshen took out his cell phone and said with no expression, ¡°I¡¯ll come back after the meeting.¡± Yu Fan was silent, staring at his fingers and watching him open a game on his mobile phone. It wasn¡¯t until Chen Jingshen entered the game that he frowned and said, ¡°Why are you playing this too?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°watching you play, I think it¡¯s funny.¡± Yu Fan leaned on him a little, watched him play and said, ¡°You learn from others.¡± Chen Jingshen ate all the little snakes around him with a ¡°uh-huh¡±. Summer is coming. Today¡¯s wind, cicadas bursts, green branches and leaves hanging in the air stagnant, when the flow seems to become slow. Yu looked at it absent-mindedly for a while, then suddenly called him, ¡°Chen Jingshen.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°is my hair too shaggy?¡± Chen Jingshen pinched his fingers and said, ¡°No.¡± ¡°Oh. But covering your eyes will make people feel you are sloppy. ¡± Yu Fan said casually, ¡°it hasn¡¯t been cut in the past few days.¡± As a matter of fact, Yu Fan didn¡¯t mean to stay something stupid. The last time he went to get a haircut, he told a barber to make it thin, Finally, he went to class for two weeks with a hat. Zhuang Xingqin and Hu Pang could not persuade him, even if they scold him. If he goes to a more expensive barbershop, he may not be in such a mess. Yu Fan carelessly sighed and saw Chen Jingshen¡¯s game suddenly stopped and turned to look at him. He was stunned and subconsciously looked up and said, ¡°what are you doing? You are going to be eaten¡­ ¡± Chen Jingshen raised his hand, and his hair on his forehead was suddenly pushed back. Yu Fan gave a heavy jump and suddenly lost his voice. Yu Fan¡¯s whole face was rarely exposed and now he is stunned. Yu Fan¡¯s hair is dark, dense and soft, and easy to touch. Chen Jingshen¡¯s fingers were stuck in his hair and had no intention of moving away. Yu Fan felt his heart beat again. did he touch my head again? if he didn¡¯t hit him today, would he dare to do it next time? Yu Fan raised his eyes, ready to scold, then suddenly put out the fire after seeing Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes. Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyelids are thin, the corners of his eyes are slightly pointed, and his eyes are slightly drooping. He looks and examines them as if he had had his hair cut. Seconds later, his eyes meandered down, sweeping over the two moles on Yu¡¯s right cheek, then the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, and then down¨C. The dry, hot and dreary wind brushed past them. Yu Fan hates to be looked at. But at the moment, he was stiff and motionless, his heart beating so fast for no reason that his breath became much slower. Chen Jingshen eyes glanced at his ears. At ordinary times, he bares his teeth and is fierce and evil, but he will become good when he gently pulls. ¡°Cut it.¡± With an imperceptible desire for control, he grabbed Yu Fan¡¯s hair and rubbed it again. Chen Jingshen said lightly, ¡°I like it.¡± CH 42 The hair was suddenly loosened and the dreary air looked cold. The feeling of inexplicable emptiness lasted for a second, and Yu Fan reacted quickly. He suddenly half stood up, leaned over to hook Chen Jingshen¡¯s neck, and he put his face in the palm of his hand. Chen Jingshen hid for a while, but Yu Fan didn¡¯t .Chen Jingshen¡¯s strength suddenly relaxed, allowing him to turn his face away. ¡°when I didn¡¯t hit you a few times ago, you didn¡¯t think I wouldn¡¯t hit you, did you?¡± Yu Fan pinched his face with one hand from below and viciously questioned, ¡°are you sorry?¡± The corner of Chen Jingshen¡¯s mouth was pinch off by him, showing his rare freshness: ¡°give me a look of your bald head.¡± ¡°well,¡± Yu Fan¡¯s hand around his neck exerted a little more. ¡°then when I shave it, you will give it a go next. You are not allowed to leave after school.¡± ¡°Yes,¡± Chen Jingshen said, lifting his eyelids and blinking his eyes. ¡°Yu Fan, your neck is so red.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Chen Jingshen was dragged over, their faces too close. Chen Jingshen¡¯s breath gently swept past Yu Fan as he spoke. ¡°I look the same when I get angry.¡± For a long time, Yu Fan¡¯s neck, ears and face were all hot, and he said, ¡°I beat people when I became evn redder, do want to look?¡± Chen Jingshen blinked silently, looked a little moved, and moved his lips a few seconds later. Yu Fan gritted his teeth and ordered: ¡°say no.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan loosened the person, sat back hot and dry all over, and took a sip of mung bean smoothies. Forget it, would he even dare to watch it? Chen Jingshen turned off the game and glanced at his collar: ¡°Why did you button up your clothes?¡± Yu Fan gets up, no wonder it¡¯s so hot. He untied it skillfully with one hand and said, ¡°it was cold before.¡± The mobile phone rang a few times, and Yu Fan picked it up and took a look. It was sent by Zhang Xianjing, saying to go back and clean the classroom. ¡°the parent-teacher meeting is over, and everyone is done.¡± Yu Fan put away his cell phone, picked up the mineral water bottle used to hold cigarette ash, touched the person next to him, and said, ¡°go back to the classroom.¡± They came back late. Zhang Xianjing and Ke Ting had washed the blackboard and windows and went home, leaving the floor uncleaned. Yu Fan picked up the broom and threw it to Chen Jingshen: ¡°you sweep, I¡¯ll wash the mop.¡± They moved so fast that they finally left the hallway at the back of the classroom. Two men, one with a broom and the other with a mop, moved lazily out of the corridor. As soon as Yu Fan¡¯s front foot took a step, he heard a low whisper beside him. ¡°I didn¡¯t realize that she would read my mind. Whoo. What if my mother insists that I should be separated from you? ¡± The woman asked with a whimper. ¡°it¡¯s all right, even if your mother, your father, the teacher. The whole world prevents me from being with you. If we like each other, we won¡¯t be separated. Don¡¯t cry. ¡± Yu Fan raised his eyebrows and felt that the man¡¯s voice sounded a little familiar. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the strong figure of Zhu Xu, who belonged to the sports club. At the end of the corridor, Zhu Xu blocked his deskmate in the corner of the corridor. The couple who had just been caught in puppy love clung to each other intimately because there was no one around. The sun is sinking in the west. They stood in the golden sunset and whispered a conversation, and then they saw that Zhu Xu lower his head. Yu Fanhad no time to exit, so they saw them kiss. The two figures were stacked on top of each other. Zhu Xu¡¯s head was a little crooked and his hand was pressed on the girl¡¯s waist. Both of them clenched their hands unconsciously. Yu Fan returned to his mind, and he pushed Chen Jingshen in. The person behind grabbed his clothes and pulled him back. Yu Fan did not control the pace, bumped into Chen Jingshen, and the two returned to the classroom. A trumpet sounded downstairs, which just masked their voices. There was no movement outside the corridor, and they were probably kissing. The classroom is quieter than outside. Feeling Chen Jingshen¡¯s line of sight, Yu Fan¡¯s fingers curled up for a moment, and without looking back, a wave of unprovoked tension came to mind. Clearly they were a little closer in the stairwell than they are now. For a while, Yu Fan turned around. Eithout looking up, and whispered, ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± Chen Jingshen took a look outside: ¡°Are we not going to sweep the corrider?¡± ¡°No more sweeping.¡± Yu Fan dragged him, ¡°Let¡¯s go home. ¡± ¨C In the evening, Yu Fan saw Zhu Xu crying in the discussion about being caught with his little girlfriend. Zhu Xu: but we have made an appointment not to let anyone affect our love. ]. Then others not affect your love? Yu Fan typed out the sentence, then deleted it. Forget it, it will take a long time to send it out. After nine o¡¯clock, he waited for a long time without waiting for the video invitation, so he cut out the discussion group, clicked on someone¡¯s profile picture, and sent him a message. . Chen Jingshen quickly replied ¡°?¡± . Yu Fan¡¯s hands are idle, so just call him back. Chen Jingshen picked up after a long time. He sat back in his chair and looked much lazier than usual when he answered the video. ¡°what¡¯s the matter?¡± he asked. ¡°No topic tonight?¡± Yu Fan asked. ¡°Yes, but.¡± Chen Jingshen paused. ¡°Didn¡¯t you notice that something is missing?¡± Yu Fanleng was stupefied for a moment: ¡°missing?¡± ¡°I left in such a hurry in the afternoon that I forgot to bring my bag.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± They were in a hurry to get up and left. Yu Fan unconsciously tightened his grip mobile phone, the grip was too strong, and the phone fell. It slammed forward on the table with a bang. Fuck. Yu Fan hastened to pick up the phone and said blatantly, ¡°Oh. Then I¡¯ll hang up. ¡± ¡°Let¡¯s talk for a while.¡± Chen Jingshen said. ¡°¡­¡± Is there anything for two men to talk about? You can¡¯t talk while sitting together during the day? There was a sound of opening the door. Yu Fan took a look at the door, picked up his cell phone and walked to the balcony. Chen Jingshen looked at the rickety night at the other end of the screen and asked, ¡°is your family back?¡± Yu Fan gave a sound and propped up his hand on the fence and skillfully sat on the balcony. He suddenly got up and could talk to Chen Jingshen. He raised his phone in front of him and said, ¡°Chen Jingshen, show me your room.¡± Chen Jingshen was stunned for a moment, then simply cut to the rear camera and moved the swivel chair to show him little by little. His room is similar to his desk, clean and tidy, with a cold tone. The space is about the same size as the living room of Yu Fan¡¯s family. Yu Fan looked around, leaned against the anti-theft iron net and said, ¡°move up.¡± Chen Jingshen paused and raised his phone slightly. When he saw what he saw, Yu Fan narrowed his eyes and asked knowingly, ¡°wait a minute, is that black cloth covering the wall?¡± The next second, Chen Jingshen cut the camera back. He said faintly, ¡°camera.¡± ¡°Why is there anything in your room?¡± Yu Fan asked, ¡°isn¡¯t it awkward?¡± ¡°I¡¯m used to it. Just cover it with a cloth. ¡± ¡°Can it hear anything?¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°there is no pickup.¡± That¡¯s fine. It seems that Chen Jingshen is not as timid as he is, nor is he so unfree. The black cloth was so neatly covered that it looked like a long-term bracelet. Yu Fan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and let out a lazy cry. When the question was over, he said, ¡°We¡¯re done talking. Hang up.¡± ¡°Yu Fan.¡± In the headphones, Chen Jingshen suddenly called his name, ¡°have you ever been in love?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan¡¯s legs began to bend, and his relaxed facial features were stiff again. Yu Fan has been a bad teenager since the second year of junior high school. He has done fighting, smoking and drinking, but puppy love has nothing to do with the rebellious behavior of adolescence. Ever since he was a child, he blushed when someone confessed to him. No matter when, no matter who the other person is. Can he tell? He can¡¯t. ¡°of course, many times.¡± Yu Fan sat up unnaturally, and then added rigidly, ¡°with a woman.¡± ¡°really?¡± Chen Jingshen drooped his eyelids lazily, but he could not see his thoughts. ¡°Why, I thought you say you haven¡¯t been in puppy love?¡± ¡°is it possible? I have experienced it thirty times since primary school. ¡± Yu Fan paused for a moment. Although he has no experience, isn¡¯t it a bit of an exaggeration to say it¡¯s in thirties? He said with a straight face, ¡°I¡¯ve never been caught by a teacher.¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°Primary school? What grade are you talking about? ¡± Let¡¯s call one lie and use countless lies to make it work out. Yu Fan smoked, touched the cigarette case and inexplicably recalled what Zhu Xu said in the discussion group the other day. So he put up with it. When he was making up a story, he couldn¡¯t help looking at the award on the wall of the house, and he was immediately inspired. ¡°the fourth grade, when I went to summer camp.¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°just the summer camp you saw last time, remember? Didn¡¯t I win the prize? It¡¯s because I am willing to help others. ¡± ¡°¡­¡± Yu Fan did not notice that the face of the person in the video suddenly became a little complicated. He continued to make up story: ¡°the person I helped was my first girlfriend.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± There was a moment of silence in the video. Yu Fan waited for a long time and frowned: ¡°did you hear me?¡± ¡°I heared you.¡± It took a long time before Chen Jingshen can open his mouth, ¡°how long did you talk to each other?¡­ Primary school. ¡± ¡°Why do you ask so many questions?¡± To tell you the truth, Yu Fan has forgotten one thing. There was so much trouble at home that he doesn¡¯t remembered everything before the first year of junior high school. Or he resists to remember. After all, a long time ago, there was another person in his life. After the man left, he began to subconsciously not go to anyone or anything before. He stared at the award and could vaguely remember¨C. ¡°It¡¯s in primary school,¡± he said. Yu Fan said, ¡°I talked about it so long ago that I can¡¯t remember it clearly.¡± ¡°The person looks good.¡± After making up the story, Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to get back on the anti-theft iron fence. ¡°have you ever kissed?¡± ¡°¡­¡± The iron fence seemed to be electrified, and Yu Fan suddenly sat up straight after touching it. They talked about him having thirty puppy love, but he never kissed. ¡°Damn it, it doesn¡¯t make sense? Yu Fan blinked his eyes more than ten times and squeezed out a syllable stiffly: ¡°¡­ MMM! ¡± Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrow and said, ¡°is it also with that primary school?¡± Is it possible? He doesn¡¯t know anything in primary school. But Yu Fan really didn¡¯t want to make up another love history any more, so he stuck to his head again: ¡°¡­ Mm-hmm. ¡± Chen Jingshen bent his finger and touched the tip of his nose. ¡°How did you kiss? ¡± ¡°how the hell can you kiss? Kiss hard! A kiss with a broken mouth. ¡± Yu Fan closed his eyes and could not go on. ¡°Why are you asking me why?¡± Chen Jingshen was quiet for a moment and said honestly, ¡°I haven¡¯t kissed, so I¡¯m curious.¡± Guess you have never kissed, stinky learner. Yu Fan made up the story so that he believed it. When he looked at Chen Jingshen, he took a little bit of the old hand¡¯s contempt for the novice. When he look at him, he can¡¯t help but move his eyes down. Chen Jingshen¡¯s nose was so high that he almost touched it when he strangled his neck in the afternoon. Then the lips are very thin, the lines look a little cold, and it¡¯s probably not so good to kiss¨C am I sick? Yu Fan was so surprised by his own idea that the whole person was more stiff than when he just made up a story. The mobile phone sounded, and Wang Luan sent a message to invite him to play games. Yu Fan hung up the video without saying a word and hurriedly before the other person spoke. ¡¾s£º£¿¡¿ ¡¾s£ºWhy did you break up?.¡¿ Yu Fan wiped his face, touched the cigarette case with his head down, and calmed down again after smoking a cigarette. [-: breaking up is a sad past and you keep asking? ]. [-: I¡¯ll play games, if you pester me then you will be block. ]. Yu Fan played tonight¡¯s game very seriously, it is rare to fight with the brothers until two o¡¯clock at night. The dog caused him to put down his phone and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. Yu Fan dreamed almost every night for several years. Except for some bizarre dreams, the contents of the rest of the dreams are more or less the same. the only difference is that he won or lost. Some are past events, some are conjectures. Even a few months ago, either he or Yu Kaiming died in the dream. As a result, he had to lie in bed for a while after waking up, so that he could be sure that he was awake and his soul was not out of the body. Until the beginning of the new semester, his dreams suddenly dwindled. He began to have some simple and easy-to-understand dreams. Like tonight¨C. He dreamt that in the stairwell of the experimental building, Chen Jingshen sat on the steps and bowed his head, while he leaned over, strangled Chen Jingshen¡¯s neck and forced Chen Jingshen to look up. Chen Jingshen let him do it, and the moment he looked up, he raised his hand. His hand got stuck in his hair, and pressed him down¨C. Chen Jingshen silently touched his face, touched his nose, and finally touched his lips. ¡­¡­ ¨C It¡¯s early in the morning. As soon as Chen Jingshen entered the classroom, he felt someone staring at him viciously. He seemed to look over with emotion, just in time to see his deskmate put the long-lost school uniform coat on the desk, and his whole head fell down. Chen Jingshen sat down in his seat, raised his hand and knocked on the next desk: ¡°have you had breakfast yet?¡± There is no answer. After a while, Chen Jingshen put the temporary homework at his hand: ¡°get up and catch up with the homework.¡± There is no answer. When it came to morning reading, Zuo Kuan came from the next class and said that he was too sleepy. He asked them to smoke cigarettes and then go to class. Wang Luan: ¡°Shh, keep your voice down. The two of us went to sleep late last night. Yu Fan is now sleeping. ¡± As soon as the words were over, he sat up, stuffed the cigarette into his pocket and stood up in silence. The man who usually kicked Chen Jingshen¡¯s chair to ask him to move out of the way turned right without looking back today. He jumped on the chair, went directly out of the classroom and headed for the toilet. Wang Luan, Zuo Kuan: ¡°?¡± Chen Jingshen: ¡°¡­¡­¡± He isn¡¯t really sleeping, but he will ignore him. Ten minutes later, the morning reading begins. When Chen Jingshen, the representative of the Chinese class, asked the Chinese teacher which lesson to read today, Chen Jingshen reached out and touched the person next to him. The second after their arms were affixed, Yu Fan took his hand away with a whoosh. Chen Jingshen: ¡°¡­¡­¡± He leaned his pen against the desk, turned his head and asked, ¡°am I messing with you?¡± His deskmate remained motionless, staring at the textbook and said coldly, ¡°No.¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at his red ears: ¡°then why are you angry with me early in the morning?¡± CH 43 Yu Fan is propped up on his face with one hand, completely isolating the line of sight of Chen Jingshen. He stared at the textbook, but still turned his head: ¡°No. Who¡¯s angry? I¡¯m not angry. ¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°Why are you ignoring me?¡± ¡°sleepy, I don¡¯t want to talk.¡± Yu Fan felt Chen Jingshen looking at him silently for a while. A few seconds later, the gaze on his body disappeared, and the person next to him whispered to the Chinese class representative to ¡°read¡± the text. Yu Fan consciously relieved his strength and rubbed his face with his hands. He really didn¡¯t get angry. He dreamt strange things, Chen Jingshen¡¯s head, and Zhu Xu was also to blame. Puppy love and kissing in the classroom corridor, they deserved to be caught. If he run into them again, he will call Fatty Tiger directly. The morning reading is over. The first two sessions today are math classes. Zhuang Jingqin hasn¡¯t come yet, and the leaders of each group all collect their homework at this time. Ke Ting drew back from the front row and asked carefully, ¡°Yu Fan, do you want to hand in your math homework? Mr. Zhuang said If you don¡¯t hand in your homework today, then you have to stand up for both math classes. ¡± Yu Fan leaned on his chair and bent down to look for a textbook. He also raised his head and said, ¡°I didn¡¯t write it.¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°This is ours.¡± Chen Jingshen took out two math papers from the table and put them in front of Ke Ting. Yu Fan was stupefied, first looked at his own drawer, and then looked up at Ke Ting¡¯s hand. He just received two examination papers: ¡°when did you take it?¡± ¡°when you go to the toilet.¡± ¡± You learn to read Chinese again, and you still want to stand up for two classes? ¡± Chen Jingshen said faintly, ¡°the second time should be fine.¡± Yu Fan stood up to grab Ke Ting¡¯s hand-held test paper: ¡°Let me have a look.¡± He looked at the hand writing and his eyebrows turned a knot. The reaction is exactly the same as before, ¡°what is it? It this really like my handwriting? ¡± He asked, wanting to hear some approval. She stared at Ke Ting and could only look down at the paper and whispered, ¡°It looked like it. ¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan opened his mouth and was about to say something when his waist was suddenly touched. Across the thin summer school uniform, he felt the warmth of the other party¡¯s hands in an instant. Chen Jingshen looked at the figure outside the door and said, ¡°Zhuang Xingqin¡­ ¡± Boom! The whole person jumped aside, bumped into his own desk and chair, and moved the table with the chair in front of Ke Ting. The violent noise from the tables and chairs attracted the whole class to look back. Chen Jingshen still raised his hand and turned his head to look at the person who was scared enough to bounce off. ¡°Yu Fan!¡± Zhuang Xingqin stepped into the classroom, stood at the door and shouted, ¡°sit well in your seat. Do you want to stand behind and go to class?!¡± To tell you the truth, Yu Fan really doesn¡¯t want to do this. But his deskmate has held out his hand and pulled the chair and table back again. So Yu Fan could only throw a ¡°no¡± and sat down again. Zhuang Xingqin and glanced at him before walking to the podium and asking the team leaders who had not handed in their homework. Yu Fan sat down and looked in his pockets and stared at the cover of the math exercise book. Chen Jingshen glanced down at his school uniform: ¡°does it hurt?¡± ¡°It hurts. Don¡¯t talk to me. ¡± Yu Fan¡¯s voice said, ¡°I¡¯m not talking to you right now.¡± His ears are red again. Is it fun to ask people? Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°when can you talk to me?¡± Yu Fan predicted: ¡°finish the second class.¡± Wang Luan is the only one in the class who hasn¡¯t done his math homework. Standing with his textbook, he was not in the mood to listen to the lecture, so he eavesdropped on the conversation at the next table. What are they talking about? How come it sounds like encrypts. Chen Jingshen turned his head and looked up at the blackboard with a faint ¡°Oh¡±. Wang Luan stared at Chen Jingshen¡¯s side face and was stupefied. Wang Luan consciously patted the person next to him and whispered, ¡°Fuck, is high achiever smiling?¡± The disciplinary commissioner pushed the glasses without reason. He opened the discipline book and write ¡°Wang Luan¡± skillfully on the page of ¡°talking in class¡±. At the end of two math classes, Zhuang Xingqin, put his paper on the podium and said, ¡°all right, before the class, I¡¯ll simply change a few seats.¡± Yu Fan used to sit lazily and consciously tighten his posture, and his consciousness returned. ¡­¡­. By the way, he almost forgot. They have to change seats after the final exam. Chen Jingshen¡¯s should also be replaced. After all, his mom said it. Yu Fan leaned back in his chair and looked at Zhuang Xingqin bowing his head to renovate the seat arrangement. He suddenly felt a little bored. Hismood is similar to finding his home light on when you get home, and when you are bored with a little resistance. After a few seconds, Yu Fan suddenly regained his senses. What¡¯s so annoying? Would it be better for Chen Jingshen to be replaced? In the future, no one will always stare at him in class, no one will bother to talk about the topic every day, and Chen Jingshen will not be given a lecture because of his study. From the side, Yu Fan turned his head and saw Chen Jingshen bending over to tamper with the desk. ? Zhuang Xingqin hasn¡¯t said anything yet. Can¡¯t you wait? Is this your attitude towards sitting apart from your secret crush? Go for a walk, change it quickly, so that he doesn¡¯t have to like to listen to him all day. Yu Fan is bored to death. ¡°Cai Yun and Xie changed positions, the monitor changed places with Zhou Xiaoye, and¡­¡± Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s eyes drifted to the side. ¡°Wu Xian, you change positions with the disciplinary committee.¡± Zhuang Xingqin closed the book, ¡°OK, change it quickly during recess, don¡¯t delay the class.¡± As soon as Zhuang Xingqin¡¯s front foot left, the classroom heard the sound of moving the desk. On the contrary, changing seats on a small scale is more lively than changing seats at once. Noticing the line of sight of the person next to him, Chen Jingshen turned his head and said, ¡°Can we talk?¡± Yu Fan looked at him and said, ¡°. Why didn¡¯t you change it? ¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know why I should change it.¡± ¡°your mother.¡± Yu Fan stopped for a moment and pulled back his words. ¡° Why are you packing your school bag? ¡± Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrow and stated, ¡°it¡¯s time for class so I collected my textbooks.¡± ¡°¡­¡± ¨C As the biggest beneficiary of the changed seats this time, Wang Luan was really happy for a day. In the second afternoon class, Wang Luan walked down the aisle and leaned against the window in a good mood to bask in the afternoon sun. Zhang Xianjing supported her head with one hand, and the long hair of the beautiful girl was scattered: ¡°as for you, are you happy? I think the disciplinary commissioner sits at the first table, and he still has to stare back at you two or three times in every class. ¡± he said,¡± The he should just stare at me. ¡± What did Wang Luan think? He bent his hands on the window edge. ¡°High Achiever, I saw your car at the parents¡¯ meeting yesterday. It¡¯s awesome.¡± Young people are not sensitive to these aspects, Wang Luan is sincerely praising him. But after thinking about it, he added, ¡°looking at your mother, too. She¡¯s beautiful.¡± Chen Jingshen threw the pen into the pencil case and said briskly, ¡°Thank you.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°I know at a glance that you inherit from her, especially the nose and ¡­¡±¡­ ¡± Yu Fan grabbed the water bottle and threw it: ¡°it¡¯s so noisy.¡± Wang Luan staggered, reached out and firmly caught the water bottle. Yu Fan took a look at the corridor next door. He put the bottle back on Yu Fan¡¯s desk and touch Zuo Kuan¡¯s arm: ¡°Zuo Kuan, what¡¯s the matter with the girls in your class? I was just about to come over, and they went back again. Does anyone have a crush on me? ¡± Zuo Kuan looked back hearing those words: ¡°come on, you think it¡¯s you? It¡¯s just the last time you had a meal, and they are looking at Yu Fan not you. ¡± As soon as the roll call moves, he sits and plays with his mobile phone, his head still on the side. Yu Fan points to open gluttonous snakes, just about to start a new game, when he glimpse of the list of good friends. Yu Fan glanced at his friends¡¯ ranking. After a pause, he refrained from poking the person next to him with his elbow: ¡°When did you surpass my record? £¿¡± Chen Jingshen glanced at him: ¡°after hanging up the video last night.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Their voices were so low that no one could hear them clearly. Wang Luan said meaninglessly, ¡°Why are so many people secretly in love with Yu Fan, just because he is handsome?¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°are you sure?¡± ¡°it¡¯s all true, too.¡± Zhang Xianjing analyzed lazily, ¡°Though it is mainly the temperament of being a bad boy.¡± Yu Fan d finally looked up: ¡°Don¡¯t talk about other people.¡± Zuo Kuan gave in and frowned: ¡°Why, aren¡¯t I bad boy?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­.¡± ¡°you are the same,¡± Zhang Xianjing began to analyze. ¡°It¡¯s just that Yu Fan is more handsome than you. He has less words, is tall, and he grows fast, even his hair is longer to cover his eyes.¡± Zuo Kuan grabbed his hair and said, ¡°is it not long enough?¡± ¡± Yu Fan¡¯s face is half covered, and then he feels melacholony. You¡¯d better not copy him, like a stupid non-mainstream. ¡± Zuo Kuan: ¡°¡­¡± Wang Luan stooped to look at his brother Yu: ¡°shit, I said how lucky it is that Yu Fan doesn¡¯t like to cut his hair.¡± Self-study in class. Chen Jingshen pulled out a competition paper and was doing it, but the calculation speed was a little slow. If you are a little slow, you will find it a lot. ¡°shut up.¡± The heartbeat was a little faster. Yu Fan raised his hand and casually pulled his hair back. ¡°I will cut it after school.¡± Wang Luan: ¡°is it true or false?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°I¡¯ll cheat you of your money¨C¡± ¡°it¡¯s over!¡± Zhu Xu hurried over from next door and patted hard in front of the window. ¡°here comes the fat tiger!¡± Run! ¡± Wang Luan was startled and consciously made a move to put out the smoke. After finishing this movement, he returned to his mind: ¡°your mother. We didn¡¯t smoke. Why are we running?¡± ¡°there are two barbers behind him!¡± Zhu Xu said, ¡°He asked them to cut for the first year of high school. Now he is coming to our teaching building! ¡± Fuck? Standing outside the window, both of them had no time to react when they felt a ¡°boom¡± next to him, and the chair suddenly moved away. Yu Fan took out something from the drawer, rolled it to carry it, and stood there throwing his cell phone in his pocket. Thinking about today¡¯s math homework, Yu Fan bent down and started rummaging in the drawer again. Wang Luan was stunned and said, ¡°what are you doing?¡± ¡°what do you think?¡± Yu Fan said, ¡°sit and wait for the fat tiger to cut your hair?¡± ¡°Oh.¡± Wang Luan regained his senses and hurried into the classroom to get something to run away. But as he took it out, he thought it was right, turned his head and asked, ¡°wait, why are you running? Do you really want to cut your hair? ¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan pulled out the paper and froze as soon as he moved. ¡°who knows how good those barbers?¡± After a while, he squeezed out a sentence. Wang Luan: ¡°on the contrary, I thought you want to cut your hair no matter what?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°He will have to wait after I cut,¡± Yu Fan pointed to the right side of his head. ¡°If he makes a letter, can Fat Tiger save the bad haircut? ¡± Wang Lu¡¯an wanted to say, ¡°it¡¯s too rustic.¡± after looking at his brother¡¯s face he shut up again. ¡° should be able to. Let¡¯s just run. ¡± Yu Fan pinched the exercise book and wanted to kick the next person to get out of the way. He didn¡¯t expect Chen Jingshen to stand up and put his schoolbag to his shoulder before he stretched his legs. Yu Fan was stunned: ¡°what are you doing?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll join you.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I also want to have my hair cut.¡± Yu Fan looked at Chen Jingshen¡¯s hair. It was a little long, but it was not obvious. Wang Luan had already packed his schoolbag and came over: ¡°it¡¯s all right high achiever, your hair is all right. I¡¯m sure Pang Hu will not catch you if you cut it up later.¡± ¡°just in case.¡± Chen Jingshen asked, ¡°where are you going?¡± Wang Luan was in a daze: ¡°We are going to the back door and play some ball. ¡± ¡°can you add someone?¡± ¡°Yes, how can it be.¡± Chen Jingshen dropped the belt of his schoolbag and grabbed it. He turned to look at it. ¡°what¡¯s with the fun?¡± Yu Fan said with a cold face, ¡°I¡¯ll give you a good lesson.¡± ¡°I really want to cut it.¡± Chen Jingshen looked down and said, ¡°the next subject is self-study. Take me there.¡± ¨C There are two self-study classes on Friday afternoon in the second year of senior high school, and the stadium is almost full of boys in the first year of high school. Because it is a temporary truancy, make up for the crowd. Zhu Xu simply went to catch several high school freshmen who did not train to play 5v5 with the sports students. The two sides fought back and forth. The tall figure of the young man ¡°shuttled¡± and jumped in the stadium, which soon attracted few onlookers. The two prettiest men are particularly attractive. Chen Jingshen hasn¡¯t played ball happily for a long time. Since Ji Lianyi almost stopped the whole basketball activity when he joined the basketball team at the beginning, few people were looking for ¡°playing ball¡± again, and they also consciously joined. The score was the most sticky moment, Chen Jingshen shot a crisp three-pointer. Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan were both excited to clap on the enemy¡¯s rebounds, shouting that they were fierce. Yu Fan finally returned to the defense and patted him on the shoulder when he passed by. ¡°Beautiful.¡± After a while. Yu Fan turned and shook off each other and dunked a basket beautifully. When he heard his opponent say ¡°fuck¡± to hide his surprise, Yu Fan could not help laughing, turned and bowed his head and walked back. Yu Fan , look up at the person. Chen Jingshen rarely unbuttoned his collar and his forehead revealing the thin, long and sharp outline. He dropped his eyes, smiled and said, ¡°Beautiful.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± At the end of a game, everyone was exhausted. Playing basketball in summer is fun and excruciating. The air was so hot that several boys even lay in place and gasped for breath, their chests rustling violently. Yu Fan drank almost half of the mineral bottle. Looking back, he saw Chen Jingshen stood behind him. Chen Jingshen was also drenched with sweat, and his school uniform was as messy as the others. But maybe it¡¯s because his face is so cold that it doesn¡¯t have the visual effect of ¡°boys¡± or ¡°dirty and smelly¡±. All the people were drinking with water, but only Chen Jingshen was empty-handed. The ice water swept through the throat and it¡¯s refreshing. Yu Fan was satisfied and asked, ¡°would you like to drink water?¡± ¡°I want to drink.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°but I¡¯m waiting.¡± ¡°waiting for what?¡± His throat is still dry. Yu Fan raised his head and took another sip. ¡°Water.¡± ¡°?¡± Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes and swept in his hand: ¡°the water in your hand is mine.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± No way? He have only drunk two mouthfuls of water, but the bottles of the stone chair are all empty. Yu Fan cough a glimpsed something. Yu Fan bowed his head and saw that his bottle had fallen to the ground, leaving more than half a bottle of mineral water. ¡°¡­¡­¡± There was a click of mineral water in Yu Fan¡¯s hand. The mouth still has a small mouthful of water to swallow. Chen Jingshen, he had drunk his water. ¡­¡­. The ice water recedes and the enthusiasm rushes back to his head like a waterfall. Yu Fan stands where he is, stupid as if his mouth is half bulging. Chen Jingshen: ¡°have you had a drink?¡± Yu Fan stood still and uttered a low ¡°uh-huh¡±. ¡°what?¡± Yu Fan is like a robot, handing out the water. Feeling his hands were empty, Yu Fan reacted, stared at the water and said, ¡°mm-hmm, uh-huh.¡± Wait, wait. I¡¯ll buy you another bottle¨C. Chen Jingshen, holding the water bottle, raised his neck slightly, pressed his mouth against the mouth of the bottle, and drank the rest of the water. The protruding Adam¡¯s apple line rolls and the heart jumps along with it. Gudu. Yu Fan swallowed the ice water in his mouth. Chen Jingshen put the bottle: ¡°what did you say?¡± Yu Fan: ¡°¡­¡± The mouth was numb, and Yu Fan wanted to lick his lips, ¡°nothing.¡± Boys often put more than a dozen bottles of water in one cup when playing ball, and it¡¯s too common to drink from the wrong bottle. They are all men. What¡¯s wrong with them? After a short rest, everyone packed up and left. In the back, the boys were still talking about the ball game. Chen Jingshen turned his head and asked, ¡°eat?¡± Yu Fan tediously shook his head. Chen Jingshen: ¡°do you have your homework?¡± Yu Fan nodded without expression and walked a little faster. Chen Jingshen turned his head and glanced around and said nothing more. Yu Fan originally wanted to walk quickly and get rid of him, but who would have thought that during the rush hour after school, the door was full of students. Yu Fan can only slow down. Chen Jingshen were walking side by side when he suddenly called out, ¡°Yu Fan.¡± ¡°Right now,¡± Chen Jingshen endured smilling. ¡°can you talk to me again?¡± CH 44 Yu Fan glanced aside. Chen Jingshen had not yet fastened his buttons, his collar and forehead hair were still messy, his unique appearance had dissipated a lot, and the lines of his facial features were not so cold. The moment Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes, Yu Fan immediately closed his eyes. ¡± No, no. You¡¯re annoying. ¡± When they got out of the school gate, the road was clear. Yu Fan unconsciously pinched his homework, hurriedly threw down the sentence ¡°go¡±, and walked into the flow of people without hesitation. Today is Friday, when school is over again, there is a heavy flow of people on the street. Even the line at the door of an unknown snack shop in front of the old neighborhood occupied half of the road. Then he used to describe the barber shop that Fan usually goes to most often. The shop is very small, the glass door is open, and unknown earthy DJ songs come out of the shop. There is a small blackboard outside the barbershop. The board is written in colored chalk: ¡°the boss is in love! All items are on sale today! ¡± Seeing the discount, Yu Fan paused in front of the door. The next second, the glass door opened for him immediately. The shop assistant who knew him had purple hair and raised his chin at him: ¡°Yu Fan, is school over?¡± Yu Fan¡¯s father has made a name for himself in this area, and the neighbors are so afraid they avoid him. The spiritual boys in this shop don¡¯t care much. Every time Yu Fan comes for a haircut, they have to have a chat with him. Yu Fan gave a sound and pointed to the card: ¡°your boss doesn¡¯t have a second child?¡± . ¡°he believes that he is madly in love with the landlady forever.¡± The other party said, ¡°Don¡¯t ask, do you have a haircut you want? It¡¯s on sale today, and the haircut is eight yuan. Do you want it cut? ¡± Cut. He spoke in front of Chen Jingshen today that he would have it cut, not to mention the fact that it is still on sale. Yu Fan stood still. ¡°Yo, did you take your textbook home with you?¡± When he saw the things in his hands, he was stunned and asked, ¡°if you have your hair cut, the school won¡¯t catch you.¡± Another clerk, who was giving a customer a haircut in the shop, grunted, ¡°but the teacher thinks it¡¯s handsome, too.¡± Yu Fan has long bangs, but not the kind of straight long hair. But because he usually likes to grab his hair, his hair is always fluffy and bulging. Other boys are required to blow it out after washing their hair. With his face and those two faint moles, the atmosphere is too strong. Yu Fan occuppied the pocket with one hand, suddenly turned to his face and asked, ¡°can you shave letters?¡± The other party was stupefied for a moment: ¡°Yes. I can shave out all 26 letters for you. ¡± Yu Fan tested for a few seconds: ¡°do you shave double dragons and play with beads?¡± ¡± Not really. ¡± ¡°Oh.¡± Yu Fan turned and left, leaving a sentence in the wind, ¡°then I won¡¯t ask for a haircut.¡± ¡°¡­¡± When he got home, Yu Fan walked straight into the room and took out his room key with a slight meal. He frowned and bent down to take a closer look. There are two inconspicuous scratches next to the lock of his room. There was bad law and order in their area a few years ago, and the door of his house was often pried, and the lock that was pried was either broken or scarred. The appearance on his door is much shallower and does not scrape much. However, it is too long to trace the traces of time. Yu Fan sharpened his fingers on the upper floor. Then he pressed the key in and opened the door without hindrance. The door lock is not broken. Yu Fan stood in place for a few seconds before he got up and went into the room. Before closing the door, he glanced at Yu Kaiming¡¯s closed room next door. Nine o¡¯clock in the evening. Chen Jingshen bounced over the video and it was not picked up until he was about to hang up. Chen Jingshen looked up at the screen. Before he could see it clearly, Yu Fan had already taken the lead in attacking him¨C ¡°what are you looking at?¡± Yu Fan, sitting cross-legged and wiping his hair on the chair, looked unhappy and said, ¡°the barber shop is closed today.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°it¡¯s closed on Friday? Then they are not good at doing business. ¡± Yu Fan opened his eyes and said vaguely, ¡°cut tomorrow.¡± After talking about a classic question, Chen Jingshen drew a similar question for him to do now. Recently, the things he is studying are becoming more and more difficult. Yu Fan has a headache and the whole person is lying on the table scratching his hair. The video was quiet for two minutes. Chen Jingshen suddenly said, ¡°in fact, you don¡¯t have to cut it.¡± Yu Fan made a move. He turned on the rear camera, and now the phone was lying flat on the table, leaving only a dark image of Chen Jingshen. But Chen Jingshen raised his eyes and looked at him as if he were looking at him. ¡°if you cut it, it will be easy to know if you sleep in class later.¡± Chen Jingshen spoke faintly. ¡°¡­¡­¡± Yu Fan, who had not slept in a serious class for a long time, blinked: ¡°¡­Oh, ok ¡± ¡°and if you cut ut, it will be very prickly and it will be uncomfortable to sleep.¡± ¡°how do you know?¡± ¡°When I was very young it was so hot, so I cut it. I didn¡¯t sleep well during that time. ¡± Yu Fanshun slid down the steps, a very annoying tone, ¡°then forget it. I¡¯ll see you later. ¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°have you done the problem yet?¡± ¡°No, I¡¯m watching. Don¡¯t rush it.¡± It¡¯s really annoying this time. Chen Jingshen bowed his head and turned his pen twice. ¡°good.¡± ¨C That day, Hu Pang and a group of people stormed to Class Seven of Senior High School. Zhang Xianjing made it up a while after seeing him, saying that Chen Jingshen was ill. Yu Fan and Wang Luan sent him to the hospital. Hu Pang had 100% confidence in Chen Jingshen, and immediately there was nothing more, but with a big wave of his hand, he asked the man behind him to cut off Zhang Xianjing¡¯s curly hair. Because of this, Zhang Xianjing poured all her anger on Wang Luan ¡®s arm the next day and hammered out his muscles. Not long after the mid-term exam, there was another monthly exam. However, the monthly exam process of Nancheng No. 7 HighSchool is not as complicated as the mid-term exam, and you don¡¯t even have to change seats, similar to a classroom test. As soon as the exam was finished on Wednesday, the teachers finished correcting it on Friday and handed it out to begin to talk about the papers. After class, Wang Luan took Yu Fan¡¯s math paper and said painstakingly, ¡°you, math, why are you 3 points higher than me? ¡± It was hot in midsummer, and the air was dry and hot, and several big fans above the classroom creaked like they were out of breath. Yu Fan folded the physical book to a fan and raised his eyes: ¡°what do you mean?¡± ¡°No, I scored dozens of points higher than you in math in the final exam last semester. The math paper is so difficult this time, how can you get a score of 70 on the exam. ¡± Wang Luan accepted, ¡°can you honestly tell me that you have secretly made up lessons behind my back?¡± Zhang Xianjing¡¯s legs shook: ¡°is it OK, he ¡­¡­ ¡± ¡°I did math.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s hands were so strong that every gust of wind from the fan floated slowly to the face of his deskmate. Both of them were stunned. Zhang Xianjing looked at him in shock: ¡°really?¡±¡­ ¡± ¡°I knew it! How can you rush so fast without losing your grades? ¡± Wang Luan leaned up and asked, ¡°which supplementary class?¡± I¡¯ll go with you. ¡± Yu Fan¡¯s action slowed down and subconsciously glanced at Chen Jingshen. Somehow, Yu Fan doesn¡¯t really want to. It¡¯s normal for students to help each other, isn¡¯t it? Chen Jingshen is focused with a cold and attentive expression. Yu Fan thought he was not listening to them, but the next second Chen Jingshen raised his eyelids and looked him in the eye and said faintly, ¡°are you looking for an one-on-one teacher?¡± Wang Luan: ¡°are you kidding?¡± Yu Fan: ¡± No. ¡± ¡°it¡¯s normal to improve quickly. One-on-one teachers are all aimed at teaching.¡± Wu Jing came over with the scroll that Zhuna Xingqin had just wrote, and bent over, ¡°high achiever, what did you choose for this question?¡± Wu Jing is now sitting with Wang Luan. When Zhuang Xingqin and asked him if he was willing to change his seat, he agreed. One said that he was not nearsighted and could sit anywhere; the other said that Wang Luan ¡®s usual remarks were also very interesting. After sitting for a while, he thought the replacement was not bad. Although the grades of the students around them are relatively low, they are not noisy in class and lively after class. Chen Jingshen drew the paper directly from the drawer and showed it to him. ¡°all right, is one-on-one expensive?¡± Wang Luan asked. Yu Fan took out his cell phone to open the game and vaguely said, ¡°it¡¯s okay.¡± ¡°Chen Jingshen. ¡± A low voice came out of the window. It just happens that a game of gluttonous snakes is over. Yu Fan¡¯s eyelids jumped and looked sideways. There is a boy standing outside the window. Like someone else, his school uniform is tied to the top, with short hair and curly hair. He had heard many glorious stories about Yu Fan. When the two of them looked at each other, the other took a step back in fear. Chen Jingshen: ¡°Why?¡± ¡°Come out for a moment?¡± The boy¡¯s voice is quite light. ¡°I want to discuss with you about tomorrow¡¯s physics competition.¡± Chen Jingshen put down his pen and went out. Chen Jingshen has been transferred to class for so long that it is the first time that he has seen classmates from other classes come to him. Wang Luan looked out of the window with his chin propped up. He asked curiously, ¡°What class is this man in? I haven¡¯t seen it before. ¡± ¡°Class Five.¡± Wu Jing. ¡°How do you know?¡± Wu Jing was stunned: ¡°I used to be in the same class as him, so I should know. He used to be our rank one¡¯s desk mate, and his physics is very awesome. His competition level is amazing. ¡± Oh, my former deskmate. Yu Fan looked out for a moment, then quickly closed his eyes and continued to bow his head and eat snakes. ¡°that¡¯s it.¡± Wang Luan blurred, ¡°then why didn¡¯t he say hello to you?¡± Wu Ying: ¡°I don¡¯t know him very well. He has a good relationship with girls¡­. And high achiever. ¡± He counted the few people in our class who used to say two words with high achiever. The two men outside the door stood at the back door and talked. Yu Fan was so close that he could hear them. ¡°shall we go to tomorrow¡¯s competition together?¡± Miao Chen speaks clearly and speaks beautifully, just like the voice of the radio at the end of school in their school every afternoon, ¡°is the examination room in Yuhe Middle School? I¡¯m not familiar with the road there. ¡± ¡°No.¡± Chen Jingshen. ¡°Oh.¡± Miao Chen paused for a moment. ¡°then it¡¯s exactly twelve minutes after the exam. Why don¡¯t you join us for lunch? I want to get review the right answers. ¡± The class bell rang and it covered up all the conversation. When the bell ended, Yu Fan only heard Miao Chen: ¡°then let¡¯s chat on Wechat.¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen came from the back door, sat down and took out the papers for the monthly exam from the drawer. After studying by himself in this class, he asked, ¡°are there any questions that you don¡¯t understand in today¡¯s lecture?¡± ¡°No.¡± Yu Fan continued to play gluttonous snakes without looking up. Chen Jingshen turned to look at him: ¡°do you understand the last big question?¡± ¡°mm-hmm.¡± ¡°how did you solve it?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Chen Jingshen picked up Yu Fan and rolled to the corner of the table, he picked the pen that was about to fall to the ground said, ¡°take the test paper home and I¡¯ll tell you again in the evening video.¡± It¡¯s a pity that the video didn¡¯t work out that night. As soon as the video was connected, Yu Fan heard the buzzing sound. He asked, ¡°what¡¯s that noise?¡± Chen Jingshen¡¯s mobile phone was originally left on the stage, but he picked it up and looked at it: ¡°Wechat message.¡± Yu Fan saw Chen Jingshen looking down at the screen as if he had read a piece of message. After reading the message, Chen Jingshen said, ¡°is there anything else besides the last question?¡± The cell phone buzzed and shook again. Chen Jingshen: ¡°wait a minute.¡± After three times of repetition, Yu Fan looked cold and wanted to paste a cigarette on Chen Jingshen¡¯s face across the screen. A ballpoint pen picked up was crunched by him. Chen Jingshen: ¡°all right. Let¡¯s start with the last one. ¡± ¡°forget it.¡± Yu Fan shook his pen and said, ¡°No more.¡± Chen Jingshen acted and looked up at him: ¡°what¡¯s the matter?¡± After that, there was another shock. Yu Fan: ¡°I don¡¯t want to learn tonight. I¡¯ll hang up.¡± As soon as the voice fell, the video was cut off with a beep. Chen Jingshen looked at the dialog box and thought silently for a moment, making sure that he should have done nothing just now, and his cell phone buzzed again. Mom: I said that this social software is of no use to you, it will only increase your meaningless communication. ]. [mom: use it when you go to college. Listen to mom, okay? ]. [Mom: by the way, you¡¯ve been covering the monitor for a long time lately. ]. Chen Jingshen leaned back in his chair and typed. [s: it¡¯s late there. Go to sleep. ] After he hung up the phone, Yu Fan went to the balcony to smoke. He leaned against the fence, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes filled with smoke. He exhaled a puff of smoke, and as he shook the ash, he couldn¡¯t help thinking¨C. What¡¯s fucking bothering me. If you think about it, Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t do anything just now. He just read two pieces of messaged from his former deskmate. Oh, no, no, no. Isn¡¯t that quite a chat? Usually, Wang Luan and Chen Jingshen were in the crowd, and they had never seen Chen Jingshen say a few farts except, mm-hmm. At one point, he thought that Chen Jingshen could not type without his dialog box. Yu Fan wrung out the cigarette and was about to touch the cigarette case again when his cell phone buzzed. Chen Jingshen first sent a video to show how to silve the last problem. The last one is a voice message. ¡°remember to do your homework and play the video directly if you can¡¯t. I¡¯m going to brush some competition papers tonight. ¡± Yu Fan, leaning on the anti-theft net, browsed moments. By the time he got over it, he was already in Chen Jingshen¡¯s circle of friends. It¡¯s empty. There is nothing about the wall, profile, and trends, just as boring as he is. He withdrew the dialog box with Chen Jingshen, ready to sleep in the room. Before leaving the balcony fence, he can not help pressing the voice message, the wind blew lightly. ¡°stop playing, go to bed, and take your time talking to your former deskmate.¡± Yu Fan did not close the dialog box, and since his voice was sent out, his head has been saying, ¡°it is being typed.¡± . Yu Fan carried his cell phone to wash and stared at it on the shelf. After washing, it¡¯s still typing. He took it to bed and looked at it for a few minutes with his cell phone in his hand. Finally, unbearably, another message was sent: ¡°what took you so long to type?¡± Chen Jingshen looked at the words he had typed and thought, ¡°there is no chat¡± after sending it out. [s: no. I¡¯m not talking to anyone. Go to sleep. ] ¨C Yu Fan didn¡¯t sleep well. He stayed up late to break Chen Jingshen¡¯s gluttonous snake record and fell asleep in a trance with his cell phone. When the sunlight coming in from the window hit his eyelids the next day, he remembered that he had not closed the curtains before going to bed. Yu Fan covered his eyes and stretched out his hand to pull the curtains. The curtains were of poor quality and did not block the light at all. The room was just dim. He can¡¯t sleep. He took out his cell phone and played for a while, getting more and more bored. During this weekend, it doesn¡¯t seem to be interesting. Yu Fan stayed in bed for a while, and Wechat jumped out with an @. [Zuo Kuan: @ all LOL visitors, five people play for one day. ]. Wang Luan: dad is coming, isn¡¯t he? ]. [Zuo Kuan: stupid. ]. [Zuo Kuan: Yu Fan, ask him to come, too. We need an AD. ]. Wang Luan: it¡¯s not even National Day holiday. He can¡¯t get up until National Day holiday. And he doesn¡¯t surf the Internet much lately. ]. [-: I¡¯ll do it. Wait a minute. I¡¯ll get up and go to the Internet bar. ] The Internet bar downstairs is small again. Today is a weekend, it must be full of people now. They need another one. Yu Fan rubbed his eyes, opened the map search net, sorted by location, and delimited slowly from top to bottom. At twelve o¡¯clock in the afternoon, the exam was over and the gate of Yuhe High School was pushed open. There are many parents standing outside the school gate. The sun at noon was fierce and dazzling, and the door was full of black and beautiful umbrellas. Chen Jingshen walked so fast that Miao Chen trotted out of the classroom for a while before he caught up with him. ¡°how did you do in the exam?¡± Miao Chen asked. ¡°it¡¯s all right.¡± Chen Jingshen. ¡°Oh, that¡¯s good.¡± Miao Chen said, ¡°this school classroom is too old, my examination room fans are broken. There is a Fresh Juice shop in Qianqian. Would you like to buy a bottle to quench your thirst? I¡¯ll treat you. ¡± Chen Jingshen glanced forward with his words, and just thought about it, suddenly he saw a tall and thin figure. The man hurriedly turned his back before he looked over, and he glanced vaguely at the side of his face. Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t see, did he? He occupied his pockets with both his hands and mixed with the crowd, he was so surprised and dare no look back. His hair was lit up by the sun as if it were on fire. Yu Fan recalled that he should have not slept well last night and had a brain attack before he went to the computer shop to surf the Internet. Did Chen Jingshen see me or not? He doesn¡¯t think I¡¯m looking for him, does he? Another bus passed in front of the city. Yu Fan hesitated for a moment and looked at it without showing any trace. Is anyone here? Yu Fan frowned and swept around the school gate and finally saw his deskmate in the queue in front of the juice shop. His former deskmate with him. The two stood in line and Miao Chen poked his head forward from time to time to say something. Chen Jingshen bowed his head and his white baseball cap hung down to cover his eyes so that people could not see his expression clearly. The tension just melted away. Yu Fan¡¯s eyes widened, he twisted his head, took out his cell phone and turned on the navigation, and searched other Internet cafes nearby. A message just popped up. . Wang Luan: brother, did you get stuck on your way to the Internet bar? I¡¯ve been waiting for you for more than ten minutes. ]. Yu Fan turned around and walked in the direction of navigation, typing while walking: the Internet bar I always went to is full of people. I¡¯ll go somewhere else first. His t-shirt was grabbed from behind. Yu Fan paused and looked at it with a glance. He acidentally bumped into Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes, Yu Fan¡¯s head was blank and he blurted out: ¡°Wang Luan, they asked me to play games. The Internet cafe is full of people, so here to find a place to surf the Internet.¡±¡­ ¡± On his head, Yu Fan looked at the white brim that suddenly appeared on the top of his eyes, and there was no sound. Hishair, which had been sunburned for a long time, suddenly cooled down. ¡°mm-hmm.¡± Chen Jingshen raised his hand and adjusted the brim of his hat. ¡°since I ran into you, would you like to go to dinner?¡± Yu Fan was only stupefied for a second. He looked at the two glasses of juice held by Chen Jingshen in the other hand and hung the self-righteous killer face: ¡°No, eat with your former deskmate.¡± CH 45 No content CH 46 No content CH 47 No content CH 48 No content CH 49 No content CH 50 No content CH 51 No content CH 52 The school gates were filled with students when school was over. ¡°It¡¯s so hot. Why doesn¡¯t our school have air conditioners installed in the classrooms?¡± Zuo Kuan who had just finished playing a game of basketball and was sweating profusely fanned himself with his shirt and asked, ¡°Want to go to the milk tea store to enjoy the air conditioning and play cards?¡±Wang Lu¡¯an immediately expressed, ¡°I¡¯m in.¡±Yu Fan, ¡°Not going.¡±Zuo Kuan looked at him, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you going? Your face is all red from the heat.¡±Yu Fan wanted to say that he wasn¡¯t hot but he chose to keep his mouth shut.Wang Lu¡¯an snorted, ¡°You don¡¯t know anything. That¡¯s not from the heat.¡±Yu Fan, ¡°?¡±Zuo Kuan, ¡°Then what¡¯s it from?¡±¡°Isn¡¯t it because of that girl from your class?¡± Wang Lu¡¯an giggled and wiggled his brows, ¡°Her love letter was covered in the smell of her perfume, my fingers still have remnants of it. Have a smell.¡±¡°Fuck, go away.¡± Zuo Kuan slapped Wang Lu¡¯an¡¯s hand away in disgust, ¡°But isn¡¯t the aftereffect too strong? You¡¯re still red even now?¡±Yu Fan frowned, ¡°Get lost. It¡¯s from the heat.¡±After they left the school gates, Wang Lu¡¯an couldn¡¯t help but look around, ¡°Hey, don¡¯t you think the neighbourhood around our school has become a lot quieter?¡±¡°Of course. Ever since Yu Fan was stopped at the back of the school by those people from the neighbouring school, Hu Pang has kept security very tight. Twice a day, he would patrol the area, and he even went and spoke with the heads of the neighbouring school. How could anyone dare come to our school to cause a ruckus¡­.¡± Zuo Kuan stretched his neck left and right and expressed, ¡°Tsk, life is really boring these days, isn¡¯t that right Yu Fan?¡±Yu Fan¡¯s finger rubbed against the cover of the exercise book he was holding. He didn¡¯t respond.The others chattered on as they headed for the milk tea store. Ignoring Zuo Kuan and the other¡¯s persuasions, Yu Fan turned and left without looking back.It wasn¡¯t long before Yu Fan returned to a familiar dilapidated street.As he walked through the crowd, he rolled up the papers and workbooks he had brought back with him and stuffed it into his pocket. His pace slowed a little as a belated sense of regret rose inside him.¡­.Why didn¡¯t he hit Chen Jingshen¡¯s head with his book earlier?It just happened to be after school and there were many students passing by. No one heard right?Why did he agree to let Chen Jingshen come over?Perhaps he could send Chen Jingshen a message now and get him not to come over or lock him outside when he comes or maybe even drag him into his room and give him a beating first before throwing him out----Yu Fan entered the supermarket with his mind filled with these thoughts.¡°What do you need?¡± The female owner looked up at him.Yu Fan said, ¡°Fan.¡± What kind?¡±¡°One that¡¯s strong, can turn its head around and won¡¯t feel hot even if there are two people.¡±¡°¡­...Can¡¯t you just say that you need a pedestal fan? Wait a second, I¡¯ll get it.¡± The female owner got up and asked, ¡°Do you have a brand you want?¡±¡°No, any is fine.¡±The old fan in his room had been used for seven years and it could only produce a weak wind even at its highest setting. It should¡¯ve long been replaced. He would die from the heat next month if he didn¡¯t.He was buying it for his own use. It had nothing to do with Chen Jingshen.The supermarket¡¯s warehouse was very messy. The female owner searched for what she needed for a very long time. As Yu Fan stood at the checkout counter, he casually glanced around, his eyes stopping on a folding chair in the corner.There weren¡¯t many chairs at his place and he and Yu Kaiming had broken one during their last fight. The last time Chen Jingshen came over to his place, he could only sit on a wooden stool that had no backrest. The stool was smaller than Wang Lu¡¯an¡¯s face, it probably wasn¡¯t very comfortable.Yu Fan looked away and thought to himself: It¡¯s good that it¡¯s uncomfortable. Otherwise he will constantly come over for no reason.Ten minutes later, Yu Fan walked out of the store holding a fan in his left hand and a folding chair in his right.It was now time for people to go downstairs and take a walk after having had their dinner. Under the cautious and surprised looks coming from his neighbours, Yu Fan carried these two things to the second floor, placed them on the ground and searched for his keys.In the process, he accidentally also pulled the box of cigarettes out, the box clattering onto the ground.¡°Your lungs will turn black if you smoke too much.¡± A voice belonging to a child sounded from the stairwell, ¡°My teacher said that.¡±Yu Fan looked over at the girl sitting on the stairs and bent down to pick it up, ¡°Your parents aren¡¯t back yet?¡±¡°I just called them using my smartwatch. They said they¡¯re on their way back.¡± The little girl supported her chin with both hands, ¡°Big brother, you like to smoke more than my dad. Every time I¡¯m sitting by the window doing my homework, I can see so much smoke.¡±Yu Fan, ¡°Did the smell get to you?¡±¡°No. That window is broken and can¡¯t be opened.¡± The little girl said earnestly, ¡°Big brother, you should stop smoking! If you get sick, you won¡¯t be able to win against your father!¡±¡°¡­¡­¡±Can the couple upstairs gossip when the child is not around?Yu Fan no longer remembered when he first started smoking.He had smoked particularly fiercely a certain year. Those days were so chaotic, he couldn¡¯t survive without cigarettes. But if you called it an addiction, it also wasn¡¯t quite the case. At least in these recent months, he was able to restrain his urges to smoke.¡°Mind your own business, little brat.¡±Others may have invited the little girl into their place to wait but Yu Fan thought of his reputation in this neighbourhood and decided against it, ¡°Have you eaten?¡±The little girl shook her head, her ponytail swaying in the air, ¡°I haven¡¯t, but I don¡¯t want to eat yours. The wontons you bought last time were very bad! Just you wait. Next time I¡¯ll steal some from our fridge for you.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡±Yu Fan lifted the things he bought, threw out the words ¡®don¡¯t steal things from home¡¯ and closed the door behind him.Based on his previous experiences, Yu Kaiming probably wouldn¡¯t be back for at least half a month.But he still subconsciously glanced at Yu Kaiming¡¯s door as soon as he entered. It was dark.Yu Fan carried the things he bought into his room, set them up, made himself a simple bowl of instant noodles and then went and took a shower once he was done eating.After his shower, Yu Fan casually dried his hair using the towel that was hanging around his shoulders and proceeded to squeeze toothpaste onto his toothbrush.He stuffed his toothbrush into his mouth and brushed vigorously for a while before suddenly freezing in place. After standing in place for several seconds, he finally couldn¡¯t help but lower his head and rub his face several times ------Who the hell would brush their teeth at half past seven¡­¡­-When he reached Yu Fan¡¯s place, Chen Jingshen glanced at the time on his phone. He then reached out to readjust his bag strap and got ready to knock.Just as he raised his hand, the door opened with a ¡®creak¡¯.Yu Fan stuck his head out and looked around to see if there was anyone around before grabbing Chen Jingshen¡¯s T-shirt and hurriedly pulling him in.Once they were inside, Yu Fan carefully locked the door and even carefully checked it a few times.Although he felt that Yu Kaiming probably wouldn¡¯t come back, it was better to be safe.Chen Jingshen silently watched as he busied about.Such a strange scene. It made it seem as if he wasn¡¯t here just to kiss.Yu Fan turned back, met Chen Jingshen¡¯s gaze and frowned, ¡°What are you looking at?¡±¡°Nothing.¡± Chen Jingshen swallowed back the words he wanted to say and asked, ¡°How did you know that I¡¯m here?¡±¡°Heard your footsteps.¡±Chen Jingshen, ¡°You can tell just from my footsteps?¡±¡°¡­¡­.¡±Yu Fan¡¯s face immediately turned dark. Feeling that he might be kicked out if he continued talking, Chen Jingshen took off his shoes, arranged them neatly and asked, ¡°Go to your room?¡±¡°¡­¡­.¡±Yu Fan¡¯s dark face instantly added a hue of red.Yu Fan followed him into his room. As if he was the guest, he stood there for a long time not sitting down.Where did Chen Jingshen want to kiss? Yu Fan couldn¡¯t help but glance around his room. His room was too small and his desk was too narrow and high. It definitely wouldn¡¯t be as comfortable to kiss on as the desk in the laboratory building; sitting on the chair face to face is also too weird; standing against the wall¡­..That would be too tiring.Chen Jingshen sat on the newly bought folding chair, took off his bag and placed it on the floor. He then looked up at him, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you sitting?¡±Yu Fan¡¯s mind was filled with all sorts of messy thoughts.With a cold ¡®oh¡¯, he closed the door and sat down on his chair. Just as he was wondering how he should place his legs to make it easier for Chen Jingshen to lean over----His thoughts were interrupted by the rustling of papers. A blank exam paper was placed in front of him.¡°You forgot this maths paper earlier. I helped you bring it over.¡± Chen Jingshen said lightly, ¡°The first class is maths tomorrow. Let¡¯s work on this first tonight.¡±¡°.¡±Yu Fan stared motionlessly at the paper in front of him, his mind a little confused.Chen Jingshen took out his own papers and pen and asked when he saw that he wasn¡¯t moving, ¡°Or do you want to do physics first?¡±I want to punch you first.A few seconds later, Yu Fan stiffly turned his head around, opened his drawer, took out a pen and wrote his name on the paper. He replied without emotion, ¡°Do. Math. First.¡±Ever since the break, the school had been placing more and more emphasis on their studies. Just their homework for the night alone had almost doubled in amount.After he was finally done with two of his maths papers, Yu Fan looked over and saw Chen Jingshen take out a physics exercise book.After physics was done, they moved on to chemistry.The boiled water that was still bubbling earlier had turned into lukewarm water after sitting in front of the fan for three hours.When they were finally done with all their homework, Yu Fan had completely lost all his energy.Chen Jingshen checked his last paper and said, ¡°Why don¡¯t you memorise-----¡±¡°No.¡± With a slam, Yu Fan threw his pen on the table and got up, ¡°Pack your things and go home.¡±Chen Jingshen, ¡°Where are you going?¡±Yu Fan ignored him. He picked up his box of cigarettes and went over to his balcony.Yu Fan¡¯s room was the only room with a balcony. His grandfather had specially reserved it for him. The balcony was very simple and small, with its only purpose being a place to hang a couple of pieces of clothing and to get fresh air.Yu Fan stood with his back to the balcony, took a drag of his cigarette and then turned his head and blew out the smoke at the anti-theft screen as if it was Chen Jingshen.Fuck homework. Can¡¯t you do your homework at home? Is my room your self-study classroom?Did Chen Jingshen forget what he said himself? First in the grade with a memory like that, it¡¯s ridiculous.Yu Fan took another long drag.There was the sound of a bag zipping shut. Chen Jingshen said, ¡°Then I¡¯m leaving now?¡±¡°Get lost.¡± Yu Fan didn¡¯t even look at him.¡°Not going to send me off?¡±¡°You want me to bring you a sedan and carry you down?¡±Yu Fan looked down at the gates surrounding the complex and said lazily, ¡°The gates are closed today, you¡¯ll need to go through the small door. It¡¯s the one to the right of the place you left through before.¡±Footsteps approached him. Yu Fan thought Chen Jingshen had come over to see where the door was so he pointed with the hand holding the cigarette and turned back, ¡°That one there¡­¡­¡­¡±A familiar minty scent drifted over. Chen Jingshen stopped before him, lowered his head and lightly touched his lips with his own lips.The balcony suddenly fell silent. Feeling his lips being lightly licked, the hand that was holding the cigarette trembled slightly. Yu Fan subconsciously opened his mouth------The next moment, Chen Jingshen let go of him, turned his head away and let out a few muffled coughs.Fuck.Yu Fan was taken aback for a moment before soon returning to his senses, ¡°You fucking¡­...Can¡¯t you see that I¡¯m smoking?¡±He reached out and slapped Chen Jingshen¡¯s back with force. ¡°I brushed my teeth and you don¡¯t kiss me but as soon as I smoke, you come over¡­.Are you actually here to smoke?¡±Chen Jingshen wasn¡¯t actually bothered by the smoke but his back hurt from being slapped.Brushed his teeth at eight?The balcony light wasn¡¯t on. Chen Jingshen seemed to be smiling in the darkness, ¡°No. I wouldn¡¯t be able to do my homework if we kissed so I was holding it in the whole time but I finally couldn¡¯t wait until you were done with smoking.¡±¡°¡­¡­.¡±Why wouldn¡¯t you be able to do your homework after kissing?Yu Fan¡¯s brain that had shut down after working on all those problems started to work again. He was stunned for a long time before finally speaking, ¡°Then I¡¯ll brush my teeth again¡­¡±After taking a couple of steps. His wrist was grabbed.¡°No need, it¡¯s not that bad. Just couldn¡¯t get used to it earlier.¡± In the dark balcony, Chen Jingshen¡¯s voice was deep and low, ¡°Can we go into your room and kiss?¡±The pedestal fan was still squeaking as it turned its head. Yu Fan was half lying down with his back against the head of the bed as he was quietly being kissed. The wind from the fan seemed to be of no help at all. His head and neck were still hot.Yu Fan was still not very good at adjusting his breathing. Chen Jingshen had to give him a break after kissing him for a while. After a few intermittent kisses, Chen Jingshen raised his hand and helped wipe the corners of his lips, ¡°I taste it now.¡±Yu Fan¡¯s breathing was heavy. After swallowing, he asked, ¡°Taste what?¡±¡°Toothpaste. It¡¯s strawberry flavoured.¡± Chen Jingshen inserted a finger into his mouth and rubbed It against one of his teeth, ¡°Yu Fan, this tooth is a little sharp.¡± CH 53 The distance between the buildings in the old complex was very narrow. Afraid of people from the opposite building seeing, the first thing Yu Fan did after entering his room was to turn off the lights and draw the curtains. The only light sources left were the light from the small desk lamp as well as the faint moonlight seeping in through the gaps in the curtains. Yu Fan was originally leaning back against the head of the bed but he somehow found himself lying on his pillow. Neither of them said much. Occasionally, they would stop for a while and Yu Fan would subconsciously try and find something to do, for example, pick up the phone that had been ringing the whole time, turning it to silent mode and checking the group chat. Although all the words in there were words he recognised, none of it seemed to be registering. In the end, he could only impatiently lock his screen and look back up at Chen Jingshen.Chen Jingshen would then silently kiss him again.Embarrassment, freshness and restlessness all merged together in the silence. They melted together in the sweltering summer night.The canine was rubbed against repeatedly for a while. Yu Fan raised his hand and pushed Chen Jingshen¡¯s face away, ¡°Chen Jingshen, if you lick that tooth again, I¡¯m going to bite your tongue off.¡±The messy hair across Yu Fan¡¯s forehead had already been brushed back by Chen Jingshen, exposing his face completely. Although his words were fierce, his expression however was slightly tired due to lack of oxygen and, combined with his slightly red eyes and wet lips, it wasn¡¯t threatening at all.Chen Jingshen looked down at him for a while before reaching to hold the back of his neck and helping him brush away a thin layer of sweat, ¡°Okay.¡±Yu Fan for some reason felt a tingling sensation. He suddenly felt that something wasn¡¯t right.He lightly moved his legs. His mind turned completely blank and his entire body froze up. It took him a while to find his voice again, ¡°Chen Jingshen, let¡¯s stop kissing.¡±The hand wrapped around his neck moved away and the skin there turned cooler. Chen Jingshen let out an ¡®en¡¯ and got up. He stood by the head of the bed and said, ¡°Borrowing your bathroom.¡±In the faint light, Yu Fan could see that his ears were completely red and his jawline was taut. There were even some rare hints of sweat on him too.Chen Jingshen left the room and soon afterwards there was the sound of the bathroom door closing.Yu Fan stared at the ceiling in daze for a while before pulling his blanket up. His entire head felt like it was burning hot.He now seemed to know why they wouldn¡¯t be able to do their homework if they kissed.Yu Fan pulled out the pillow under his head and covered his face with it, as if he was trying to cover the burning fire in him.Yu Fan covered himself like this for who knows how long before getting up to turn on the lights and turn the fan up to its maximum speed. He then slowly reached for his phone in an attempt to distract himself.His mind now cooled down, he was finally able to process the contents of the group chat messages.[Zuo Kuan: Seriously, we haven¡¯t heard from Yu Fan all night. What on earth is he doing?][Zhang Xianjing: Probably busy. Didn¡¯t he find himself a tutor?][Zuo Kuan: A tutor would stay at his place until midnight? Look at Zhu Xu. That guy is someone who spends two hours talking on the phone with his girlfriend every night and he is still able to reply to me. Yu Fan hasn¡¯t replied to my messages for four fucking hours.][Zhu Xu: Hehe¡­.hehehe [Love bubble.jpg].][Zhu Xu: Maybe Yu Fan is dating too?][Zuo Kuan: That¡¯s not possible.][Zuo Kuan: With his personality, how could he be dating?] Yu Fan paused here for a moment before continuing to go through the messages.[Wang Lu¡¯an: Hey, what do you mean by that? There are many people pursuing my brother, alright?][Zuo Kuan: I know. There¡¯s also one from my class.][Zuo Kuan: I didn¡¯t mean it that way. Let me use an analogy ---- Look at Zhu Xu. He¡¯s constantly stuck to his girlfriend, sweet-talking her and acting disgusting, and would always be hugging and kissing her. Can you fucking imagine Yu Fan like that?]With a clack, the bathroom door opened. Yu Fan immediately threw his phone aside.Chen Jingshen¡¯s face was wet and his collar had also darkened in colour from the water. After returning to the room, he glanced at the blanket Yu Fan had pulled over him.Yu Fan immediately pushed away the blanket and sat up.Chen Jingshen quickly looked away. He picked up his bag and slung it onto his shoulder, ¡°I¡¯m going back now.¡±Yu Fan let out an ¡®en¡¯. He put on his slippers and followed Chen Jingshen over to the front door.Chen Jingshen glanced back at him, ¡°Going to send me down with a sedan chair?¡±¡°¡­.Dream on. Hurry and go, I need to lock up.¡±After driving the other person away, Yu Fan waited at his balcony for a while and soon saw Chen Jingshen¡¯s leaving figure.He watched him get into a car and then sat down and habitually reached for the box of cigarettes he had left by the balcony. Just as he took one out and got ready to put it in his mouth, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.If I smoke too much, would my mouth have a lingering taste of cigarettes?It wouldn¡¯t be possible for him to brush his teeth every time before they kissed¡­¡­Chen Jingshen was a weakling who would cough every time he smelt cigarettes.And didn¡¯t the little girl from upstairs say it? That your lungs would turn black from smoking too much.Yu Fan stuffed the cigarette back into the box and proceeded to sit there and stare at the moon for a while. A while later, he picked up his phone, opened a shopping app, searched for ¡®quit smoking candy¡¯ and randomly selected a few and ordered them without paying attention to whether or not they were good. He had it set so that it would be delivered to him tomorrow at seven in the morning.After he was done with that, Yu Fan switched back to WeChat and idly scrolled through the rest of the chat. There was nothing important. After going through a few pages, he finally returned to the conversation he was reading earlier.It was late at night. All the lights in the opposite building had turned off. It gave people a feeling that they wouldn¡¯t be discovered no matter what they did.Yu Fan closed WeChat and absentmindedly opened his web browser. When he returned his senses, a line of words had already appeared in the search bar ---- ¡°How to date?¡±-In the morning of the next day, Chen Jingshen watched as his deskmate slept through two classes.It wasn¡¯t until physical education class that Yu Fan slowly woke up and went downstairs to line up with half closed eyes. He only managed to lazily let out a response after the teacher called out his name twice.Wang Lu¡¯an who stood next to him couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Didn¡¯t you go to bed at eight last night? Why are you still so sleepy?¡± Yu Fan stood there sloppily, ¡°Who said I went to bed at eight?¡±¡°Zuo Kuan. Said that you stopped replying to him after eight.¡±¡°¡­..¡±The person standing on the other side of him seemed to have glanced over in his direction.Yu Fan¡¯s heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously straightened up and let out a vague grunt.Physical education class as usual started with running exercises. The morning sun was warm and bright. As Yu Fan slowly walked around the field, the sleepiness that was slowly dissipating earlier had gradually returned.He had searched up a bunch of nonsense on a whim last night after Chen Jingshen left¡­..and read it until three in the morning. He couldn¡¯t even open his eyes when he arrived at the classroom this morning.¡°Zuo Kuan and the others are smoking in the classroom in the laboratory building. Let¡¯s sneak over there when we reach that area later? They¡¯re probably not going to note down our times anyway.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an said this after putting down his phone.¡°En.¡±Just as the two of them arrived at the fork and got ready to escape while the teacher wasn¡¯t looking, a voice sounded behind them, ¡°Where to?¡±Before Yu Fan could turn back, Wang Lu¡¯an had already answered him.¡°To the laboratory building. For this.¡± Wang Lu¡¯an made a smoking gesture to Chen Jingshen and smiled, ¡°Top Student, if the teacher checks attendance later, help us out. Tell them we went to the school infirmary.¡±Before, everyone was busy trying to get the court to play basketball but as soon as summer came, the number of people using it instantly halved.No one wanted to return to their classroom covered in sweat. Instead, they went to the laboratory building to smoke and play cards during their physical education classes.Wang Lu¡¯an threw out a card and caught a glimpse of the person sitting next to him playing on his phone with a cigarette in his mouth. He offhandedly asked, ¡°Yu Fan, give me one t...What is that?¡±¡°Quit smoking candy.¡± Yu Fan changed the position of the lollipop in his mouth.The candy Yu Fan bought was a little special in appearance, looking like a lollipop. The only difference was that the stick was designed to resemble a cigarette. When Wang Lu¡¯an saw it at first, he thought it was a cigarette.¡°What kind of stupid design is that¡­¡± Wang Lu¡¯an asked, ¡°Why are you suddenly trying to quit?¡±¡°Don¡¯t want to smoke anymore so I¡¯m quitting.¡± Yu Fan lazily replied as he controlled the snake on his screen.¡°Don¡¯t worry, you won¡¯t be able to stand it after a few days.¡± Zuo Kuan checked his cards and suddenly remembered something, ¡°By the way Yu Fan, I returned the love letter for you yesterday. That girl in our class was almost in tears.¡±Yu Fan continued to play on his phone and didn¡¯t speak.Zuo Kuan then said, ¡°And then another girl went to comfort her. Do you know what she said?¡±Yu Fan was uninterested. Wang Lu¡¯an however asked curiously, ¡°What did she say?¡± ¡°She said,¡± Zuo Kuan snorted and then cleared his throat, ¡°Don¡¯t cry. It¡¯s actually better that Yu Fan rejected you. With him looking so fierce and constantly getting into fights, he would probably also hit his girlfriend in the future.¡±Yu Fan, ¡°¡­¡­.¡±Wang Lu¡¯an, ¡°HAHAHAHA!!!¡±Yu Fan stuck out his foot and kicked Wang Lu¡¯an¡¯s chair. Wang Lu¡¯an immediately stopped laughing. He shook his head while trying to hold in his laughter, ¡°That¡¯s complete nonsense! Yu Fan never hits girls, much less his girlfriend.¡±Is that the fucking point?Yu Fan wanted to refute but he didn¡¯t know what to say. He could only say with a cold expression, ¡°Get lost. Go talk about something else, don¡¯t involve me.¡±¡°Drop it. Sleepy people have bad tempers. Don¡¯t mess with him.¡± Zhu Xu said as he chewed on his gum, ¡°Hey, did you know that a girl from third year dropped out?¡±Wang Lu¡¯an gave him a puzzled look, ¡°How the hell do you even know about the third years?¡±¡°I heard it from a third year sports student. It was a pretty big deal.¡± Zhu Xu said, ¡°I heard that girl liked a guy but that guy neither accepted her nor rejected her and just left her hanging, all the while still continuing with intimate acts like kissing and hugging. He even told the others that she was just a fling¡­.That girl developed depression because of him and dropped out.¡±Yu Fan, who was lazily swirling the lollipop around in his mouth, almost bit his tongue when he heard this.¡°Fuck!¡± Wang Lu¡¯an slapped his thigh, ¡°Then isn¡¯t that guy practically a scumbag? Such an embarrassment for us guys!¡±Zhu Xu, ¡°Right?! I heard that guy also often yells at her. He¡¯s terrible!¡±¡°Yes, he is!¡±Neither accepting or rejecting, leaving them hanging, kissing and hugging, and occasionally would yell at the other party----Yu Fan who covered all four points paused and no longer swirled the lollipop around.Zuo Kuan, ¡°That girl dropped out? And nothing happened to the guy? He got off too easy¡­.¡±With a ¡®bang¡¯, the back door of the classroom was pushed open. Yu Fan subconsciously looked over while biting onto the lollipop and paused very momentarily.Chen Jingshen stood at the door, panting slightly.The others were also surprised by this sudden commotion. They let out a sigh of relief when they saw that it was Chen Jingshen.Wang Lu¡¯an, ¡°Top Student, you scared me. I almost thought----¡±¡°Director Hu is coming.¡± Chen Jingshen said.The next second, hurried footsteps and a familiar shout could be heard, ¡°That student at the front! Who is it! Tipping others off is also punishable! Those inside the classroom don¡¯t even think about running. I could smell it all the way from here!¡±Wang Lu¡¯an, ¡°Holy shit!¡± The boys immediately threw away the cards and scattered like birds ----- It didn¡¯t matter if the classroom smelt like smoke. As long as they weren¡¯t caught by Hu Pang, they could just continue denying it and he wouldn¡¯t be able to do anything about it.They all ran towards the window, the chairs and tables knocked around amidst the commotion. All of that made it seem like there was an earthquake in the laboratory building.Yu Fan got up and made way for the others to escape. Just as he was about to turn around and say something, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist and he found himself running towards the open window the next second-----Yu Fan stared blankly at Chen Jingshen back and yelled with the lollipop still in his mouth, ¡°Chen Jingshen!¡±Chen Jingshen didn¡¯t even look back, ¡°Jump.¡±¡°¡­¡­.¡±Hu Pang¡¯s voice sounded from behind, ¡°Yu Fan!¡±What the fuck?!Yu Fan gritted his teeth and jumped out the window with Chen Jingshen.Seven or eight boys scattered and fled towards various parts of the school campus while Hu Pang and the security guards similarly jumped through the window and chased after them. Seeing the boys ahead dispersing, the security guards asked Hu Pang who they should go after.¡°The one at the front!¡± Hu Pang ran until his tie was fluttering in the air, ¡°Go after Yu Fan!¡±Wind rushed past their ears. The running they had skipped was still done in the end.Chen Jingshen clearly had no experience being chased by a teacher before. Yu Fan, who was dragged by him to the back of the laboratory building, wanted to tell him that they should go to the field where there are more people so that they could mix in.Yu Fan looked over. The wind had tousled Chen Jingshen¡¯s hair, his brows were slightly furrowed and the collar of his clean school uniform was a little messy. Occasionally, he would look back at the security guard chasing after them.Sunlight reflected off Chen Jingshen¡¯s dark eyes. It looked like the moon he was looking at last night.Yu Fan could smell a faint hint of mint. Unknown emotions slowly crept into his heart, filling it up, and reaching his brain.¡°Chen Jingshen.¡± Yu Fan said amidst his loud heartbeats.Chen Jingshen responded shortly, ¡°En.¡±¡°Open your mouth.¡±Chen Jingshen furrowed his brows and looked at him in confusion. He then saw Yu Fan take out the ¡®cigarette¡¯ from his mouth and pass it over.He subconsciously opened his mouth and received it.A light sweet taste filled his mouth.¡°Let¡¯s date.¡± Yu Fan¡¯s voice mixed into the wind.Chen Jingshen unknowingly slowed down. With the almost completely melted lollipop in his mouth, he silently stared at Yu Fan with a dazed look.The tips of Yu Fan¡¯s ears were a little red. He turned to look at him and quickly looked away before adding in a small voice, ¡°I won¡¯t hit you.¡± CH 54 ¡°Quit smoking candy?¡± At the security guard¡¯s office at the back of the school.Hu Pang carefully studied the lollipop in his hand with narrowed eyes and asked distrustfully, ¡°You didn¡¯t prepare this gimmick to try and throw me off when I catch you smoking?¡±Yu Fan who was standing against the wall was speechless for a moment. He took out another unopened candy from his pocket and threw it over at him.Hu Pang studied it as well. This candy really had a very unusual design. The packaging even said ¡®Magical tool to quit smoking¡¯.Yu Fan¡¯s hands also didn¡¯t carry the smell of cigarettes.¡°Since it¡¯s your candy, why is it in Chen Jingshen¡¯s mouth?¡± Hu Pang asked.¡°¡­..I,¡± Yu Fan paused and said vaguely, ¡°I thought it tasted good and so I gave him one.¡±¡°Can this type of candy be given out so easily like that? Stand up straight. Is this the attitude a young man should have?¡± Hu Pang placed his hands behind his back and frowned, ¡°If you didn¡¯t smoke, why did you run?¡± And you even made me chase you all the way to the back of the school!Yu Fan, ¡°Force of habit.¡±¡°¡­¡­.¡±Hu Pang took a deep breath. He looked at the other student standing next to Yu Fan and his expression softened considerably, ¡°Jingshen, why were you also at the laboratory building?¡±Chen Jingshen stood there with his hands by his sides and his eyes lowered. It was unknown what was on his mind but it took him a while to realise that Hu Pang was talking to him.He looked up and got ready to speak.¡°I called him over.¡± Yu Fan answered lazily.Hu Pang glared at him and then looked back at Chen Jingshen, ¡°You didn¡¯t touch anything a student shouldn¡¯t touch, did you?¡±¡°He didn¡¯t smoke.¡± Yu Fan said.Hu Pang continued asking softly, ¡°Then why did you run off with them earlier?¡±¡°I dragged him with me.¡± Yu Fan said.¡°Did I ask you? Why haven¡¯t I realised that you are this talkative?¡± Hu Pang, who couldn¡¯t stand it anymore, looked over and scolded, ¡°Then go on. Tell me why you dragged him along.¡±Yu Fan made up an answer on the spot, ¡°He was next to me. Grabbed him along the way.¡±Hu Pang laughed out in anger, ¡°If you could do that, why don¡¯t you just take him all the way home after school?¡±¡°¡­¡­..¡±Hu Pang still wanted to scold them a little more but he suddenly saw the two boys in front of him tacitly look away.Hu Pang furrowed his brows. He unscrewed the lid of his thermos and took a sip of his hot tea before beginning to question them about the others in the classroom.But even until the bell rang, he didn¡¯t manage to get any names from them.Yu Fan remained silent as usual while Chen Jingshen¡¯s answers were ¡®didn¡¯t see¡¯, ¡®didn¡¯t recognise them¡¯, ¡®don¡¯t remember¡¯. It left Hu Pang breathing heavily in anger. He waved his hand and got the two of them to go back to class.In between classes, the school was very lively. The corridors were bustling with students.Yu Fan strode back to his classroom with his head lowered. He walked rather quickly, making the students coming from the opposite end subconsciously give way to him.¡°The thing you said earlier when we were running. I didn¡¯t manage to catch it.¡± Just as he was about to reach the classroom, a line sounded behind him.¡°¡­...¡±The thin school uniform couldn¡¯t hide much. Chen Jingshen could see his deskmate¡¯s shoulders stiffen. Their steps also slowed down and appeared a little unnatural.It took the other party several seconds before they coldly replied, ¡°Your loss if you missed it.¡±Chen Jingshen caught up to him so that they were walking shoulder to shoulder and lightly reminded, ¡°You seemed to have said ¡®let¡¯s¡¯ something?¡±¡°¡­¡­¡±Didn¡¯t you fucking say that you didn¡¯t hear?When Wang Lu¡¯an saw the two of them return to the classroom, he stuck half his body out and called out, ¡°Yu Fan-----¡±Before he could finish speaking, he saw his friend rush into the classroom with his head lowered. He had moved so fast, he couldn¡¯t even see his face properly.Wang Lu¡¯an watched him return to his seat before looking back in daze and asking the person behind Yu Fan, ¡°Top Student, what happened? Did Fat Tiger punish you two?¡±Chen Jingshen, ¡°No.¡±¡°Then¡­¡±Chen Jingshen calmly walked past him and returned to his seat.Wang Lu¡¯an, ¡°¡­¡­.?¡±The next class was Chinese. Yu Fan stared at the reading comprehension text, not processing a single word. With one elbow resting between the two desks, he supported his head, looked out the window, and secretly closed his eyes and grimaced----He fucking.¡­really went and said it.He had searched up a bunch of things last night about dating and being in a relationship and read through dozens of responses but it was all too complicated. Things like taking into consideration the other party¡¯s feelings, staying by the other party¡¯s side, occasionally giving the other party surprises, dating, hugging and kissing----He didn¡¯t know how to do any of them.He had never been very good with these things and he had also never thought about establishing a close relationship with anyone.So after turning off his phone last night, he laid in bed and stared at the ceiling for a while, thinking that maybe he should just drop it - it was too troublesome. He also didn¡¯t know how long Chen Jingshen would like him. Perhaps Chen Jingshen would soon feel that dating someone with a better personality would be better.He clearly thought this before falling asleep but when Chen Jingshen grabbed him and ran, and when he saw him both pitiably and calmly look back at him, his mind turned blank and by the time he returned to his senses, he had already said it. He had even stuffed the rest of his candy into Chen Jingshen¡¯s mouth.And Chen Jingshen finished it.¡°¡­¡­.¡±Yu Fan rubbed his face forcefully. He quietly turned his head and peeked through his fingers at the person sitting next to him.Chen Jingshen was making annotations in his textbook. His notes were very rough and messy. In fact, his writing had always been not so neat when he did his homework and practice papers. Only when he wrote essays or a love letter, it would¡­..Yu Fan quickly put a stop to his thoughts. With his mind a mess, he stared at Chen Jingshen¡¯s hand. His eye followed as the pen moved to a blank space at the top of the textbook. The writing was suddenly neater ------(Let¡¯s do what?)¡°¡­..¡±As if he was stung by something, Yu Fan immediately turned his head back.Yu Fan wasn¡¯t able to pay attention in class the entire day. He was also not in the mood to talk about Hu Pang when Wnag Lu¡¯an and Zuo Kuan came over to ask, let alone talk to his deskmate.But his deskmate was very patient.During the last class for the morning, he had his head buried under his desk as he read some shounen manga when his phone buzzed and a message popped up: [S: Let¡¯s do what?]Yu Fan immediately raised his head and just happened to see his deskmate put his phone back into his desk and continue to pay attention to class.¡°?¡± Yu Fan directly turned on the ¡®Do Not Disturb¡¯ mode.At noon, as he tapped into the Snake game with his free hand while he ate his noodles, he checked the leaderboard and saw that the person ranked at the top with a doberman profile picture had changed their name: [Let¡¯s do what?].Wang Lu¡¯an was enjoying his meal when the person next to him suddenly had a coughing fit.During the last self study class in the afternoon, Yu Fan had developed some PTSD towards his phone but, because he really didn¡¯t have anything else to do, he could only take out a maths paper and work on it. In the end, he was stuck on a problem at the end of the paper.He read the problem over and over again before subconsciously pushing his paper to the side and habitually calling out with a frown, ¡°Chen Jingshen¡­.¡±Fuck.Yu Fan¡¯s voice abruptly came to a stop. He returned to senses and immediately pulled back his paper without daring to look up at the other person.Chen Jingshen held it down with one hand, not letting him pull it back.¡°¡­..¡±All of a sudden, the door to the classroom was pushed open.¡°Everyone stop. There is a last minute notice ----- Tonight at seven, the school has organised a movie session on the field. Both boarding students and day students will need to come.¡± Zhuang Fangqin glanced at her watch and said, ¡°There will be higher ups coming too so the school field, rostrum and stands will need to be cleaned. Each class will be responsible for an area, our class will be responsible for the area in front of the left stand. I now need to send three students to come with me. Any volunte-----¡± ¡°Me!¡± Alongside the sound of a chair being pushed back, someone immediately stood up.The entire class subconsciously looked over and then they were all collectively left stunned.Zhuang Fangqin was also taken aback when she saw the person who stood up. It took her a while before she added, ¡°Those who want to use this chance to skip class can drop that thought.¡±¡°I¡¯m not trying to skip.¡± Yu Fan let go of his paper, ¡°I¡¯ll clean.¡±Zhuang Fangqin hesitated for a moment and then added, ¡°I need two more.¡±As soon as she was done saying that, both the class president and the labour representative stood up. Zhang Fangqin pointed at the back of the classroom with satisfaction, ¡°Alright, go get three brooms and follow me down¡­.Yu Fan! Why are you going out the window instead of leaving normally? Are you looking for a scolding?!¡±Yu Fan picked up three brooms without saying a word and then headed downstairs without looking back.Zhuang Fangqin was still worried. She hurriedly threw out ¡®continue self-study¡¯ and followed after him.Chen Jingshen retracted his gaze and silently spun his pen.A moment later, he brought over the paper that was pushed over earlier as well as Yu Fan¡¯s tattered scratch paper and wrote down a detailed solution to the problem.At first, Zhuang Fangqin thought Yu Fan either wanted to skip class or just slack off.But unexpectedly, he was the most diligent of the three. From the moment he reached the place, he hadn¡¯t stopped sweeping, his eyes firmly fixed to the ground.Zhuang Fangqian didn¡¯t hesitate to voice her praises, ¡°Not bad, it¡¯s pretty clean. Looks like you won¡¯t need to pick up garbage in the future, you can be a sanitation worker instead. You have talent in this field.¡±Yu Fan didn¡¯t even raise his head, ¡°Thank you. I will consider it.¡±Zhuang Fangqin knocked him on the head with a smile, ¡°Alright, I still have a small meeting to attend. Clean this place up properly and remember to come to the movie session tonight. They will be taking the roll.¡±The school had issued this notice rather late. It was almost the end of school when they went down to clean.Zhuang Fangqin was unlucky and managed to be picked to clean the largest place. When they were done cleaning, the school was already covered in a layer of gold and there were only a few people scattered around at school.After cleaning, you had to wait for someone from the student council to check before you could leave. Yu Fan sat down on the stand with the broom resting next to him as he hunched over and lazily waited for them to come.The golden sun sank in the west, their rays dyeing the sky with the colour of fire. Yu Fan stared at the clouds for a while until he heard rustling sounds nearby.He turned his head and met Chen Jingshen¡¯s eyes.Fuck¡­¡­..Yu Fan supported himself with his hand and got ready to get up when a bottle of coke that was still emitting cool mist appeared in front of him.¡°The teacher got me to bring it over.¡± Chen Jingshen sat down beside him and said calmly, ¡°There was no more mung bean crushed ice.¡±¡°¡­¡­¡±Having swept the place for almost half an hour, although he was fine earlier, he instantly felt that his throat was dry when he saw the drink.He looked around vigilantly. The class president and labour representative were sitting two steps below him, each with a bottle of coke in their hands. Looks like it was indeed given by Fangqin.Yu Fan let out an ¡®oh¡¯, received the bottle and took a few big gulps. The cool sensation instantly made him feel a lot better.So just as he lowered his eyes and caught sight of something that appeared to be written on the exposed part of the bottle, he didn¡¯t immediately react.Yu Fan raised the bottle and brought it closer but could only see blurred black lines.What is that? A coke promotion? Buy one get one free? Did he win?Yu Fan raised his head and took another big gulp before once again holding the bottle up and checking it against the fiery red afternoon sun. He could now see the black writing on the bottle ----(Let¡¯s do what?)Yu Fan, ¡°¡­¡­..¡±The grip around the plastic bottle tightened. The bottle crumpled under that force, letting out several pitiful sounds.Chen Jingshen blinked his half-lowered eyes. He was prepared for the other person to throw the bottle away and leave.The next second, his collar was suddenly grabbed. He looked up in surprise-----¡°Chen Jingshen, have you had enough? Don¡¯t you know what I want us to do?¡±Chen Jingshen quickly recovered from the surprise. He said, ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡±¡°Date!!!¡±Yu Fan¡¯s face was burning hot just like the clouds in the sky. He suppressed his voice and said with both frustration and anger, ¡°Let¡¯s date! I fucking said that we should date!! You get it now?!?¡±¡°¡­¡­..¡±Yu Fan caught sight of something and immediately turned around and yelled, ¡°Hey, you over there. Yes, you. You fucking dare throw trash around? Can¡¯t you see how clean this place is right now? Pick it up and throw it in the bin!¡±That classmate was startled. He immediately picked it up and scurried away.Yu Fan watched him run all the way to the school gates before finally turning back with a grumpy look on his face.He then saw that Chen Jingshen had his head turned away, his shoulders trembling a little.Yu Fan was taken aback. His hand was still grabbing Chen Jingshen¡¯s collar. He tugged at it without much force and asked fiercely, ¡°Chen Jingshen, what are you laughing at?¡±Chen Jingshen pursed his lips and turned to look at him but he soon turned his head away again. It looked like he had a hard time holding it in.Just as Yu Fan was about to explode again, Chen Jingshen finally spoke up, ¡°Because I¡¯m happy.¡±¡°Yu Fan, it¡¯s my first time dating.¡± Chen Jingshen said, ¡°I¡¯m very happy to have you as my boyfriend.¡±Boy¡­.Boom! Yu Fan felt his brain explode.The hand holding Chen Jingshen¡¯s collar slowly loosened and his shoulders also relaxed little by little. His mind was buzzing for a while. After a long, long time, he finally weakly squeezed out a line, ¡°O¡­..oh.¡±