infinite gravity

There have always been two legends in the neighborhood where Zhang Yan lives. One is that Zhang Yan, the bully of the neighborhood, became a big singer when he grew up, and the other is that Zhang Yan and Mu Zheng, two reincarnated children of enemies, actually became good buddies.

After the two little ones came back from the farm, they also experienced friendship for some reason, and they stuck together every day until they entered junior high school.

After graduating from elementary school, Zhang Yan was assigned to a nearby middle school by computer, while Mu Zheng passed the school examination and entered a fully enclosed key middle school far away from home.

"I want to go to school with Ah Zheng I want to go to school with Ah Zheng I want to go to school with Ah Zheng!"

Xiao Zhang slapped and rolled all eighteen martial arts, clamoring for Zhang's father and Zhang mother to send him to the same school as Mu Zheng.

Zhang's father ruthlessly flipped his son's just-passed graduation test paper: "Do you think Mu Zheng's school is willing to accept you with your grades?"

Zhang Yan was stunned immediately.

"Dad, he's gone too far!" Zhang Yan took the watermelon in his hand as his father's head and gnawed it.

"What's the matter with poor grades, and I can't eat it." When it was over, I realized that I seemed to accidentally hit my friends around me, and quickly added, "Of course, Ah Zheng, you can definitely eat it."

Mu Zheng handed a piece of freshly cut watermelon to Zhang Yan, and smiled indifferently: "It's okay, even if the grades are not good, Xiao Yan is still a very good Xiao Yan."

"Yeah, we won't be able to play together in the future, but fortunately we can still play together on weekends."

Hearing Zhang Yan talking about the weekend, Mu Zheng stopped cutting the watermelon, and murmured: "Well... If you have time on the weekend, we can play together. However, Xiaoyan has new friends in the new school, Maybe I won't be able to take care of me..."

Zhang Yan spat his mouth full of melon seeds into the trash can, and looked at his friend disapprovingly: "How can that be, Ah Zheng will always be my best buddy, no matter how many new classmates you know, Ah Zheng, you are the best!"

"Yeah." Mu Zheng nodded, picked up a piece of watermelon and buried himself in eating it, so as to hide the uncontrollable smile from the corner of his mouth.

On the first weekend of school, Mu Zheng stayed at school because he had to deal with a lot of things when he just stayed. Zhang Yan locked himself in the room and played games all day. When the second weekend came, he excitedly picked up a watermelon and went to Mu Zheng. Zhengjia ran.

"The new head teacher is very fierce. She looks like she is in her 40s, but she has layers of wrinkles and stares at him every day." A boy was late, and she just stared at him and made him cry, hahahahaha ..."

"Ah."

"There is a girl named Lan Wei who is really good-looking. She is even more beautiful than Xiao Min when we were in elementary school, but she has a bad temper. She is not as cute as Xiao Min at all."

"Ah."

"At first glance, my deskmate is a wooden man who is dead on reading. It's not interesting at all. It's better to have fun with you, Ah Zheng."

"Ah."

"Hey, Ah Zheng!" Zhang Yan pursed her mouth to express her dissatisfaction, "I'm telling you something fun about the new school, you're always um, can't you respond?"

Mu Zheng rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "But, I don't know the people you mentioned, except for um, I don't know how to answer..."

"Then tell me about your school, I'll listen."

"My class is full of students who are dedicated to studying. They are very boring. You don't want to hear it, Xiaoyan."

Zhang Yan is most afraid of nerds who only read sage books, all of them are pretending and boring—except for Mu Zheng, who nodded immediately after hearing the words: "Then don't talk about it, we don't have to talk about the new school, we still have There are a lot of things to do, Xiao Yan, let’s play games again next week, don’t you have a level that you have been unable to pass, I will help you pass it.”

Hearing that we will play together next week, Mu Zheng had a strange look in his eyes, but he still agreed: "Okay."

On the third Saturday, Zhang Yan ran to Mu Zheng's house with a watermelon in his hands. The watermelons were grown by a relative in the country, and they were all plump and juicy. Talk to Mu Zheng about how to meet up with his new friends next weekend.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan ran into nothing at Mu Zheng's house. Aunt Chen, the nanny of Mu Zheng's house, said euphemistically that Mu Zheng had participated in extracurricular improvement classes and would go to class on Saturdays.

"Ah..." Zhang Yan was overwhelmed with the watermelon in his arms, and Ah Zheng was going to attend the improvement class, but he hadn't mentioned it to him, "Will Ah Zheng come back on Sunday?"

Aunt Chen held her face and was a little uncertain: "This... I'm not sure either... In the improvement class that the young master participated in, his school is close, and it's possible that he won't come back on weekends to save trouble... ··”

Zhang Yan went back to his own house next door listlessly. As soon as he entered the door, he flicked the watermelon with his shoes, ran up to the balcony on the second floor, squatted on the edge of the balcony, and stared at the side from between the railings like a sentinel. The door of the Mu family.Knowing that Zhang's mother called for dinner, Zhang Yan left the balcony. After eating in two or three bites, before wiping his mouth, he ran back to the balcony and squatted.

"What's wrong with Xiao Yan?" Father Zhang was puzzled.

"It's empty and lonely." Zhang's mother drank the soup calmly.

Zhang Yan squatted until eleven o'clock before being driven to sleep by Zhang's mother, and got up early the next morning to guard the balcony, with the momentum not to stop waiting for Mu Zheng to come back.

Time passed by, and it was already noon, the sun was scorching hot, Zhang Yan was sweating all over his body, and the sweat on his forehead ran across the corners of his eyes, blurring his eyes.

But he has no plans to get up yet. In Zhang Yan's perception, Mu Zheng has always been with him and talked about everything. They are best buddies. Even though they went to different junior high schools, Mu Zheng still lives. School, they still have weekends to play together, and they also agreed to play games together.

Mu Zheng has always done what he says, so Zhang Yan believes that even if Mu Zheng is broken by the so-called improvement class, Mu Zheng will definitely come back and tell him face to face.

Time passed by bit by bit, and when Zhang Yan's legs were squatting almost unconscious, the car from Mu's family to pick up Mu Zheng slowly appeared from the end of the street and stopped in front of the gate of Mu's family.

Zhang Yan's eyes lit up, he jumped up and ran downstairs.

When Zhang Yan ran to the door of Mu's house, Mu Zheng had just got out of the car. When he looked up, he saw his friend sweating profusely and ran towards him in a panic. The little milk dog who rushed forward.

"Ah Zheng!" Zhang Yan threw himself into a big bear hug, "I knew you would come back!"

Mu Zheng patted his friend on the shoulder: "Well, everyone advised me to stay at school, but I promised to play games with you. I know you will wait for me, so I must come back."

Hearing that his friend said that he must apologize to himself in person, Zhang Yan couldn't express his happiness in his heart, but his mouth was still firm: "Ah Zheng is already very good, why do you go to the improvement class so well, it's taking up our time together. Said, if you improve even more, you won’t be able to survive for us stupid people, come on, come to my house to play games.”

Zhang Yan took Mu Zheng's hand and left. After taking two steps, he found that the people behind him were motionless.

"That... Xiaoyan, I can't play games with you today, I, I have to go back, the improvement class has assigned a lot of homework, I haven't finished it yet..."

Zhang Yan felt that his head was hit by a heavy object, and it was a bit difficult to accept: "Why..."

"There is still a lot of homework in the improvement class, I have to rush back..."

"I don't understand, Ah Zheng, you are already very good. You have just started junior high school, and you are so eager to go to cram school. We clearly agreed to play together during the holiday..."

"I'm sorry, my father asked me to go, I can't refuse my father..."

Zhang Yan knew that Mu Zheng was obedient to his father, and Uncle Mu also had high demands on Mu Zheng, but he couldn't understand Mu Zheng's almost numb obedience to his father anyway.

Mu Zheng wrung the corner of his clothes with the other hand. This was a small gesture he often made subconsciously when he was at a loss: "I'm sorry...... Originally, Aunt Chen advised me not to come back this weekend, she would explain to you, but I think I must tell you personally, sorry I missed the appointment..."

If Zhang Yan was still full of anger before, Mu Zheng's sentence "I must come back and say it myself" is like a spring breeze, and all dissatisfaction has been suppressed.

"Ahem, actually, you don't have to come back to say it, you can ask Aunt Chen to tell me..." I completely forgot who the person who was wronged and puzzled just now was.

Mu Zheng snickered from the bottom of his heart, Zhang Yan is really a very simple and easy-to-coax person.

"We will have little time to be together in the future, but I will definitely tell you in advance when I am coming back on the weekend, and I won't make you wait any longer."

"I got it, I got it, let's study hard." Prime Minister Zhang Yan waved his hand in a boat.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students carried their schoolbags and walked out of the classroom cheering, only Zhang Yan was still packing things slowly.

"Zhang Yan, are you going to play basketball this weekend?" The boy behind him poked him and asked.

"No, I have another appointment with someone." Mu Zheng promised him to come back this weekend, and the two went to the bookstore together.

"Who are you dating?" The boy winked ambiguously.

"Thinking of you too much, you are my good buddy!"

"It's the Fa Xiao who you often said went to No. [-] Middle School. Hey, I said, I hear you mentioning you as a good buddy every day. Why don't we make an appointment on weekends so we can get to know each other."

When Zhang Yan thought about it, it was time to introduce his new friend to Mu Zheng, so he readily agreed.

In fact, Zhang Yan hasn't seen Mu Zheng for a month. The school and extra-curricular improvement classes seem to be very heavy. Every time he talks to Mu Zheng, he is either endorsing or doing homework. After a few chats, he hangs up in a hurry. It's because they have been inseparable since they became friends. This is the first time they have been separated for so long. It would be a lie to say that they are not lost, and thinking that Mu Zheng must be under a lot of pressure from the elders, they don't want to make their friends feel uncomfortable anymore, so they have to endure it.

Fortunately, Mu Zheng promised to come back this week.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan jumped up again, looking forward to the scene when he introduced Mu Zheng to his classmates, just like carefully taking out the treasures that he has treasured for many years to share with others, both anticipating and apprehensive.

On Saturday, Zhang Yan stayed in the room, planning tomorrow's itinerary.

When we meet each other, introduce ourselves first...Mu Zheng is actually very shy, so he can introduce himself to enliven the atmosphere.

Then go to play basketball. Mu Zheng's basketball level is very average, so he must form a team with himself, so that Mu Zheng cannot be bullied.

Don't play basketball for too long. After all, Mu Zheng doesn't like sports. He didn't forget that Mu Zheng was going to the bookstore, and his classmates would definitely not like going to the bookstore.

Then······

Zhang Yan was immersed in researching the plan, when Zhang's mother downstairs suddenly asked him to answer the phone, Zhang Yan didn't want to pay attention to it, until Zhang's mother said that the call was from Mu Zheng, and then threw down the pen and paper and rushed out to answer the phone.

He just picked up the microphone, and regardless of what Mu Zheng wanted to say, he just kept talking like a thunderbolt:

"What a coincidence, I was just going to tell you... Hey, hey, listen to me first, do you want to play ball tomorrow, with some of my classmates... Oh, they often hear me mention You, that’s why I want to get to know you... not too many, just two or three people who can play with me in the class, you will like them hahahaha, play basketball first, then go to the bookstore, Ah Zheng, don't you want to go to the bookstore, and then have a meal together, how about a barbecue, or go to eat ramen..."

"Xiao Yan!" The chattering words were interrupted by a suddenly raised voice, and the voice on the other end of the phone was full of unspeakable hesitation, "I'm sorry, the teacher in the improvement class temporarily assigned a lot of homework, I can't go out with you tomorrow... ···”

Zhang Yan felt that he had been slapped on the head in an instant, and his mind went blank.

what is this?I spent a lot of time planning, and wanted to introduce him to my friends as if it were a treasure, but he just gave up with too much homework and an apology, obviously he took the initiative to say that we played together this week!

"Homework, homework, homework and study every day, I don't think you regard me as a friend at all! Just listen to your father's words and study hard, and go to the first place in the school! I will never play with you again, goodbye !"

All the loneliness and grievances accumulated since the beginning of school broke out at the same time. Zhang Yan dropped the microphone after saying a few words, and went back to the room angrily.

"Zhang Yan, do you want to play basketball together?"

After school, the boy at the back table came to poke Zhang Yan again, and Zhang Yan replied slowly, "No."

"What's wrong, listless, dumped by girlfriend"

"How do you talk, it's just that the weather is too hot and it's annoying, I'll go first, you guys have fun." Zhang Yan picked up his schoolbag and left alone.

After Zhang Yan threw the phone in a fit of anger last time, Mu Zheng called back a few times. Zhang Yan refused to answer in anger, and Mu Zheng stopped calling. The two have been talking on the phone every Monday since they entered junior high school. It was cut off, and it was a month.

In fact, after calming down, Zhang Yan regretted it a bit. He knew that Mu Zheng was under a lot of pressure from his father. Even in elementary school, Mu Zheng didn't play with him until he finished his studies. The reason for the delay If you don't call Mu Zheng to reconcile, it's probably because of the child's strange self-esteem.

Of course, Zhang Yan would never admit it!Obviously Mu Zheng is also at fault, if you miss the appointment, you will miss the appointment, and he should come and apologize first!Dead Mu Zheng never came back, at least he should make a phone call...

I was scolding "dead Mu Zheng" for the 100th time in my heart, when I saw two figures pushing and shoving into the alley next to the school from the corner of my eye, Zhang Yan was stunned for a while, thinking that anyway, I have nothing to do when I go home early, so I quietly followed up.

The two people in the alley were students, one was tall and the other was thin, and they were arguing about something. Zhang Yan peeked around from the alley, the thin one was obviously at a disadvantage, pushed back by the tall man, accidentally stepped on the ground, The thin boy fell to the ground, and the tall one raised his fist as if to hit him.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan immediately jumped out with a flying kick.

Zhang Yan's mother is a famous pianist, and her father is an interior designer. Zhang Yan's personality is more unrestrained than her piano. Zhang's mother worried that the baby born from the combination of the two artists would be too weak and be bullied. Sent him to learn taekwondo, but they didn't know that the genes of the two happened to be positive and negative. Xiao Zhangyan, who had a tendency to go to the house, learned taekwondo like a fish in water, and directly upgraded to the top of the block, invincible all over the block.

So Zhang Yan's flying kick was quite beautiful, he lifted the tall boy away with one kick, and then went up to grab a few times, and immediately made the tall boy call his parents.

"Get out, don't bully people anymore." Zhang Yan patted the dust that didn't exist, and graciously let the tall boy go.

"Okay, that's amazing..." The thin boy who was still sitting on the ground murmured.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to pull the boy up, "Why are they making things difficult for you?"

"I, that..." the boy faltered, and suddenly shouted after seeing Zhang Yan's face clearly, "Hey, I know you! You are a freshman in junior high school, you are quite handsome, and there are many girls Everyone talks about you."

"How could..." Zhang Yan patted her head in embarrassment.

"My name is Du Hui, thank you for helping me out."

"My name is Zhang Yan."

"I'm in the third grade of junior high school, two grades older than you, so I'll call you Xiao Zhang from now on."

Du Hui warmly took Zhang Yan's hand and led him into the alley.

"It just so happens that I'm going to meet some of my good buddies. Xiao Zhang, you are also my benefactor. Come and meet with me. Let us brothers thank you well."

Zhang Yan wanted to refuse, but thought that he didn't have an appointment with anyone today, and he just stared at the TV when he came home too early, so he followed Du Hui.

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