Dead zone

"Blind Spot" Author: E science student

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The city is often cloudy and rains frequently, as if it is a blind area forgotten by the world,

They hid in the blind spot and fell in love.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Fang Yingzhen, Jiang Gan┃Supporting role: ┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Fang Yingzhen is Jiang Gan's first good friend

"I'll take care of Mavericks Restaurant for three months."

When Lin Chao said this, Fang Yingzhen was standing in the porch with his mobile phone between his shoulders and face while putting on his shoes.

"Deal," Fang Yingzhen pointed a finger and stuffed his heel into the sneakers, "Are you sure she's here tonight?"

"Definitely and definitely," Lin Chao's very determined voice came from the phone, "She is at BDP every Saturday, and she will definitely not be able to escape."

Fang Yingzhen smiled: "That's fine, see you at the door later."

He hung up the phone and turned to look at the living room.

The remote control with a battery dropped from halfway on the coffee table lay there motionless, from before he went back to school last week to yesterday afternoon when he came back from school, it has been like that, unchanged.

A floor lamp that was not too bright stood beside the sofa.

Fang Yingzhen reached out, tapped the switch on the wall, turned off the floor lamp, took the key from the shoe cabinet and went out.

It was nine o'clock when we arrived at BDP.

From afar, he saw a person at the door jumping up and down and waving at him. Fang Yingzhen came closer and saw that it was Lin Chao.

Lin Chao's enthusiasm for life is only at this moment.

BDP is the name of a nightclub, the full name is BlueDancePot.It has been open in the downtown business district for many years, and it is equivalent to a landmark building in the city.

There are all kinds of people inside. Fang Yingzhen occasionally comes here to play with Lin Chao, so he is not too familiar.

"Ouch, master," Lin Chao yelled when he saw him, "Why are you here in such casual clothes!"

Fang Yingzhen looked at his shiny leather jacket and pants: "Tell me, where did you steal it?"

"My uncle's, what's the matter?" Lin Chao puffed out his chest.

Fang Yingzhen gave him a thumbs up: "Handsome."

"Don't be poor, hurry up, my goddess will come out in half an hour, and I have to wait at the door of the dressing room to get blocked!" Lin Chao pushed him inside.

BDP occupies a large area, with three floors. It is still early at this time, and the inside has not yet reached the level where all three floors are full of people.

The two found a place close to the aisle of the dressing room and sat for a while. Lin Chao waved his hand and ordered two glasses of cocktails.

"I don't drink." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue.

"You're bored." Lin Chao said.

"I'm bored, right?" Fang Yingzhen turned to look at him, "I need to get in touch after your goddess performance is over."

"Hey, don't leave, young master, didn't we agree? You want it for me," Lin Chao said hastily, "When I see a beautiful woman, I can't open my legs or open my mouth. I can't!"

Fang Yingzhen knew that he was really nervous, and even said that he couldn't do it.

He said happily: "You can't even open your mouth. I will ask for your contact information later, how do you communicate with her?"

"That's different," Lin Chao said seriously, "Let's communicate face to face online, through a screen, I won't be so nervous and can let go of the chat."

"Smell you." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Hey," Lin Chao pointed at the stage from a distance, "Can you see, the one playing the piano on the farthest side is my goddess."

Fang Yingzhen squinted his eyes, struggling to identify several people on the stage in the half-dark light.

There was a black piano on the stage, and a man sat in the back.

Fang Yingzhen said: "I didn't see the face clearly."

The long hair like seaweed of the goddess and the slender neck can only be seen by a beam of white light shot down.

Judging from the face below, she is a beautiful woman.

When the goddess played the piano, the audience kept screaming.

It was also very unified, and in the end it even became a rhythmic shouting slogan: "Echo! Echo!"

It turns out that the name of the goddess is this.

Fang Yingzhen also learned the piano for several months in the early years. To be honest, this Echo is not very good at playing, at most it is a little smoother than ordinary people and can keep up with other musicians.

Lin Chao and others were so excited.

What kind of fairy is this.

At the end of the song, the goddess stood up to call the curtain, Fang Yingzhen finally had a chance to see her face.

The vision was blurred by the light just now, and the distance was a little far away. Fang Yingzhen didn't pay much attention to the facial features of the goddess. He just thought it was really beautiful, but he couldn't tell where it was.

The lead singer picked up the microphone and said, "Thank you Echo for warming up the show for us."

It turned out that the goddess performed a show.

Seeing the goddess bowing, Fang Yingzhen turned around and walked down the stage amidst cheers.

"The opportunity is coming!" Lin Chao patted him on the shoulder, "Go to the backstage to hang out..."

"Straighten your tongue first and speak." Fang Yingzhen said.

"I'm excited." Lin Chao laughed.

The backstage of BDP is also very large, with a long corridor leading to the dressing room.

It's just that there are two security guards standing at the door of the dressing room. Fang Yingzhen looked at the size of the two, and guessed that neither he nor Lin Chao seemed to be opponents.

"Let's go, you two are not destined." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Wait a while!" Lin Chao tugged at his hand, "Maybe she will come out soon."

Fang Yingzhen sighed and leaned against the wall to wait.

I have to say that Lin Chao's luck was really good. After a while, the door of the dressing room opened, and he walked out towards the corridor alone.

"It's my goddess! Fang! It's up to you!" Lin Chao whispered in his ear.

Fang Yingzhen turned his head, and Lin Chao ran away early and disappeared.

"..." Cowardly.

Fang Yingzhen turned around and watched the punk-dressed goddess walking closer and closer in low-cut leather boots.

This time it was a little closer, and I could see the face of the goddess clearly.

The bridge of the nose is high and the skin is fair.

The eyes are not as big as ordinary beauties, and the eyelids are also narrow.

Fang Yingzhen was still immersed in the comments on the appearance of the goddess, and the goddess passed him without looking sideways, striding like flying with her long legs.

He just remembered what he was going to do.

"Hey wait—" He thought for a few seconds before coming up with a name, "Echo!"

Echo's back paused, then turned around, looking at him expressionlessly.

What does he eat? It's actually taller than a man like him.

Fang Yingzhen raised his eyes slightly, and quickly finished speaking: "I have a friend who wants your contact information."

Echo didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows, still expressionless.

Fang Yingzhen suddenly understood why this man was so good-looking.

The good thing is that she doesn't look like a girl.

Cool, no, very cool.

It's cold and cool.

The cold Echo didn't give any contact information as expected, so he turned his head and left.

Fang Yingzhen stepped forward anxiously, reached out and grabbed Echo's arm.

The sleeves of the jacket were very short, and they were shrunk up after being pulled by him.

Fang Yingzhen wanted to apologize subconsciously, but was stunned when he lowered his head.

On Echo's white and slender wrist lay a hideous scar, extending from the artery to the palm of his hand.

"Yes...I'm sorry." Fang Yingzhen let go of Echo's hand and apologized stumblingly.

Echo pulled his sleeves down and looked at him.

"Could you give me your contact information?" Fang Yingzhen had a hard time speaking under Echo's expressionless gaze.

Is this person dumb, can't speak?

Echo stared at him for a moment, then laughed.

"Sorry." Echo said suddenly, which startled Fang Yingzhen.

He stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him, feeling that his expression must be extremely silly at this moment.

"Now you know," Echo stopped laughing and said seriously, "I'm a man."

Jiang Gan took off his hair cover and stuffed it into his backpack, then put a baseball cap on his head.

He walked to the side of the road and looked down at his phone. The taxi app showed that he was ranked 11th, and he had to wait another 10 minutes for an empty car.

At [-]:[-], BDP is the rush hour for taxis.

The screen went black suddenly, and then a number came in.

Jiang Gan picked it up and said, "Hello."

"Jiang Gan, I'm uncle." The uncle said with a smile.

Jiang Gan hummed.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Uncle asked.

"Tomorrow is Sunday," Jiang Gan lowered his head and kicked the plastic bottle cap that fell off at his feet, "I'm fine."

"That's right, accompany me to have a meal with others."

"How many other people are there?" Jiang Gan asked.

"You child," the uncle clicked his tongue, "if you are here, others will not dare to feed your uncle."

Jiang Gan hummed again, he didn't listen to what his uncle said afterwards, and when he realized it, the phone had already hung up.

He bent down and threw the plastic bottle cap into the trash can beside him, then restarted the software.

Now ranked 7th, we have to wait another 6 minutes.

Fang Yingzhen shook the lanyard of the subway card all the way, followed the crowd into the car.

The phone vibrated several times in his pocket, but Fang Yingzhen ignored it, thinking it was Lin Chao.

After two or three stops, there were fewer people, and he was a little bored before he took out his phone.

There were seventeen or eight pieces of news, some from my mother, some from Fang Fuying, and some from Lin Chao.

Fang Yingzhen automatically ignored Fang Fuying's message, and selectively opened his mother's chat box.

Mom sent all voice messages, Fang Yingzhen frowned, took out the earphones and put them on.

"The mid-term exam next week, you have to study hard."

"I sent you some clothes. I wore them when it was cold. They are still on the way."

"Don't be angry with your father all day long."

Fang Yingzhen waited patiently until the little green strips were finished, and then went back to her.

This goodness does not come from the heart.

Angry?

Fang Yingzhen wanted to laugh a little bit, but he wanted to make fun of him, but there had to be someone to make fun of him.

I can't even see each other all day long, what a fart.

Fang Fuying is quite capable of talking nonsense.

Fang Yingzhen clicked on Lin Chao's profile picture again, and there was a tearful emoticon package in the chat box, as well as two 60-second long voices, which fully demonstrated the grief of his broken goddess dream and his insincere apology to Fang Yingzhen.

"How the hell did I know that Echo is a man! Which man has long hair like seaweed!"

"I also have a lot of male fans in the audience!"

"I wish I knew he was a man, why would I not be able to sleep when I think about him every night!"

"Fang! I was wrong and I'm sorry!"

......

Fang Yingzhen smiled and turned to him: "Where's my calf?"

Lin Chao was heartbroken: "Will it be a month?"

"Success." Fang Yingzhen said.

After getting off the subway, Fang Yingzhen walked towards his own community.

When he approached, he found Fang Fuying's car parked downstairs. He looked up at his own light, and it was on.

Fang Fuying actually came back.

Fang Yingzhen suddenly didn't want to go upstairs, touched a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and squatted down the stairs to play with his mobile phone.

Fang Fuying made a video call before finishing a cigarette.

Fang Yingzhen pressed the reject button, patted his pants and got up, sighed heavily, took a cigarette and walked upstairs.

As soon as he opened the door with the key, Fang Fuying happened to be sitting on the sofa, turning to look at him with his mobile phone.

"Are you still willing to come back?" Fang Fuying said.

For some reason, Fang Yingzhen wanted to laugh when Fang Fuying said this, and stopped when he looked up and saw Fang Fuying's gloomy face.

He flicked the key on the shoe cabinet, changed his shoes and went to the room.

"Stand," Fang Fuying called out, "what's your attitude?"

Fang Yingzhen turned around lazily and looked at him: "Leader, what attitude do you want me to have?"

Fang Fuying took a deep breath, leaned back on the sofa and said, "I have a dinner tomorrow, you and I will go."

Fang Yingzhen looked at him like this, and wanted to remind him that this was not his office, but his own home.

But in the end he endured it. Fang Fuying is a person who never stops. If he doesn't obey in time, the two of them will probably quarrel until midnight.

Fang Yingzhen was a little sleepy and didn't want to affect his sleep.

He nodded indiscriminately, yawned and went back to the house.

Jiang Gan came out of the shower wiping his head, threw the phone on the coffee table and vibrated twice.

[Old Uncle]: The transfer procedures are all done for you.

[Old uncle]: Would you like to go to school next week?

Jiang Gan pressed his phone and replied with a hmm.

Uncle's voice call came right away.

"Hello." Jiang Gan said.

"Go on," said the uncle, "Is the house I found for you comfortable?"

This old uncle really can't stop worrying all day long.

Jiang Gan sighed: "Don't worry, I'm quite used to it."

The uncle smiled: "That's good. By the way, what are you at home tomorrow night? I'll come to your house to pick you up."

Jiang Gan hummed: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, he turned his head and saw Fadou lying in the small glass jar and looking at him.

"Hungry?" Jiang Gan asked.

Fadou is a Brazilian turtle.

It's been cold recently, and Fadou has been shrunk in his shell, as cold as a quick-frozen dumpling.

Jiang Gan got up and went to the kitchen to mix some shrimp meat for it, and put it on a drying stone in the glass tank.

Fadou looked up at him, then sniffed at him, and then slowly began to eat.

"I have evening self-study at night, so I won't go."

Fang Yingzhen said after finishing the last mouthful of millet porridge.

Fang Fuying was sitting opposite to read the newspaper, and frowned when she heard the words: "Didn't you promise yesterday?"

Fang Yingzhen thought in his heart, it was an expedient measure for the young master to not want to quarrel with you when he was sleepy, and now the young master is very energetic, even if he quarrels for a whole day, his mother will accompany him.

Fang Yingzhen glanced at him and said, "Maybe there will be a weekly test for evening self-study, so I have to go."

"Your grades are just like that in the [-]th weekly test," Fang Fuying said as she took out her mobile phone, "I'll call your class teacher Wang to ask for leave."

Fang Yingzhen's grades are really not very good, he admits.

Fang Yingzhen can talk about poor grades, but others can't.

Fang Yingzhen was very upset when Fang Fuying opened his mouth and said "just like that".

Usually it took thirty minutes for him to be interested in arguing face to face. Fang Yingzhen threw the spoon back into the bowl, got up and pushed the chair back to the room.

Fang Fuying didn't realize his displeasure at all, and was looking down seriously for Teacher Wang's name in the contacts.

It's exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Gan casually put on a coat and went out, his uncle's car was already waiting downstairs.

In the elevator, I ran into Han Li who had just woken up and went down to get takeaway in his pajamas. Han Li yawned and asked him where he was going.

Jiang Gandao: "Have dinner with uncle."

Han Li snorted, then thought of something and came over: "Jiang Gan, do me a favor."

"What?" Jiang Gan looked at him, "It should not be a good thing."

Han Li smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Almost, but you are the only one who can help me."

After parting with Han Li, Jiang Gan opened his uncle's car door and got in.

The heating in the car was very comfortable, Jiang Gan leaned back on the seat back and pulled on the seat belt.

"Who is that little brother?" Uncle asked with great interest.

"Neighbor." Jiang Gan closed his eyes and said.

"Very good. You have just moved here for half a month, and you have such a good relationship with your neighbors. Uncle is relieved." Uncle laughed twice.

Jiang Gan responded, and then asked, "Where are you going to eat?"

"It's a section chief's bureau," the uncle clicked his tongue. "It's inevitable to drink, and it's impossible not to go. I heard that the section chief will bring the young master with him."

Jiang Gan didn't care about the little prince, he just said: "Then it will be the same as before."

Uncle laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "My nephew is the best."

The place to eat is a hotel by the lake. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the lake view illuminated by light in the distance.

Jiang Gan sat next to his uncle, watching several middle-aged uncles who were like his uncle greet each other.

The uncle poured him some tea, and an uncle smiled and said, "Cheng Zhan, is this your son?"

"My nephew," the uncle laughed, "I'm not married yet. I'm a son from somewhere."

The uncle then began to tease him about being single again.

The dishes were not served, and the chief of the section that uncle said was not coming.

Someone asked, "What school does the young master go to? How old is he?"

The uncle who just teased his uncle said: "I'm still young, I'm in...then what, oh experiment, I'm a sophomore in the middle school attached to the experiment."

Uncle let out a sigh, then turned to look at Jiang Gan: "That's the same school as you, maybe a classmate."

Jiang Gan was bored, so he took out his mobile phone and played under the table. After playing for a few minutes, he heard someone walk in and say, "My son is not sensible. He only came out after making trouble at home for a long time. I'm sorry."

The uncle smiled and said, "Sect Chief Fang is here, and the food can be served."

Jiang Gan raised his eyes to look at Section Chief Fang, thinking that he would be the same middle-aged uncle as this table, but unexpectedly Section Chief Fang was a bit handsome, and his figure was not out of shape. It should be because he usually manages well.

Following Section Chief Fang was a young man, tall and thin, with short hair.

Jiang Gan glanced at him, not interested in looking at the young master, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

The uncle just got up and waved: "Come Yingzhen, sit by my side."

Chief Fang's smile disappeared immediately: "Don't worry about him."

The uncle insisted on holding the boy's shoulders and let him sit down beside him: "What's going on, are you having trouble with your father again?"

The boy was a little impatient: "No."

The voice was a little familiar.

Jiang Gan couldn't help but look up and look at the young man's face.

He froze for a moment, this person is... the one who blocked him at the door of the dressing room yesterday asking for his contact information.

That idiot.

Fang Yingzhen frowned, impatience was written all over his body from head to toe.

He didn't even want to sit down, let alone look up at the faces on the table.

The person who called him to sit next to him was Uncle Luo, Fang Fuying's friend, and he had a good relationship with him. Fang Yingzhen was willing to sit down because of Uncle Luo's face.

The dishes were served quickly, and Fang Yingzhen just lowered his head to play with his mobile phone. The small bowl in front of him was filled to the brim with Uncle Luo's left spoon and right chopsticks.

"Eat, Yingzhen," Uncle Luo said with a smile, "you have to eat something to grow your body."

"Put down the phone," Fang Fuying slapped the chopsticks on the table and stared at Fang Yingzhen, "I won't say it a second time."

Fang Yingzhen threw the phone on the table, picked up the chopsticks and began to pick out the dishes in the bowl.

Black fungus, do not eat.

Fat meat, do not eat.

Garlic, do not eat.

Do not eat do not eat do not eat.

There is no one favorite food, just like Fang Fuying, there is nothing pleasing to the eye.

When Fang Yingzhen was picky, I heard Fang Fuying say: "He is like that, he is used to him by his mother. I said earlier that there is something wrong with his mother's education method. Let's see how he can teach a good child."

Uncle Luo and another uncle persuaded softly, Fang Yingzhen suddenly raised his hand, and the chopsticks flew into the soup on the table.

"Do you have any rules!" Fang Fuying was taken aback and yelled at him.

"You can talk about me." Fang Yingzhen looked at him, "You have no right to talk about my mother."

"You were born by Lao Tzu, let me tell you what's wrong with your mother's education method!" Fang Fuying pointed at him and shouted, her face flushed with anger.

"Ouch, old Fang, old Fang, sit down quickly," Uncle Luo sighed at Fang Yingzhen while walking along his back, "Yingzhen, don't be angry with your dad, I don't know he has high blood pressure."

Fang Yingzhen looked at Fang Fuying's face, opened his mouth to speak, and finally kicked the chair aside, and left the box without looking back.

"This young master," the uncle whispered to Jiang Gan in a low voice, "he has a very hot temper."

"Actually, I won't use it today," Jiang Gan replied in a low voice, "If he makes such a fuss, who cares about pouring you wine."

"Yes." Uncle quietly gave a thumbs up.

Fang Yingzhen only cared about losing his temper with his section chief father, and didn't realize that he probably didn't notice Jiang Gan. Jiang Gan felt that he should thank Fang Yingzhen for this matter.

He still breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he didn't tell his uncle about his performance at BDP. The old uncle didn't know, if he knew, he would definitely be forced to resign, and maybe he would shed a few old tears because of guilt.

Jiang Ganting didn't want the old uncle to feel so indebted to him all the time.

Fang Yingzhen rushed out of the lakeside hotel only to realize that he was hungry.

Empty stomach, very uncomfortable.

He took out his mobile phone to find some delicious restaurants nearby, and the news of Lin Chao popped up.

[Super]: Fang, where are you?

Fang Yingzhen typed with hunger.

[You fall]: Earth.

[Super]: ... Where are you kidding me? I'm so fucking envious that you don't need to take a weekly test!

[You fell]: Envious of the fart, the young master is cold and dark outside and hasn't had dinner yet

After chatting with Lin Chao again, Fang Yingzhen clicked on the takeaway software.

Let's eat hot pot. He remembered that last time Lin Chao secretly ordered a takeaway hot pot in the dormitory. He took a few bites and it was quite delicious.

Fang Yingzhen sighed, rubbed the back of his hands exposed to the cold wind, and typed the word "hot pot" on the search bar with his numb fingers.

I don't know if I don't search, but there are quite a lot of hot pot restaurants nearby.

Fang Yingzhen chose the one with the highest score, and ordered a bunch of meat and vegetables, plus two big bowls of rice.

He turned his head to look around and found a convenience store in front of him.

Fang Yingzhen walked to the door of the convenience store, filled in the address according to the house number on it, then put up the hat of his coat, stood shaking in the cold wind and waited for the delivery boy to deliver the food.

After Fang's young master made such a fuss, Section Chief Fang's complexion was not very good, and the meal ended hastily.

Jiang Gan followed his uncle out of the hotel and got into the car at the door.

Uncle drove all the way along the lake, and suddenly let out a hey.

Jiang Gandao: "What?"

Uncle curled his lips and pointed to a figure not far in front of him: "Do you think that is the son of Section Chief Fang?"

Jiang Gan looked in the direction of his finger. Fang Yingzhen was walking unsteadily on the road with two or three big bags in his hand.

"What are you talking about?" The uncle slowed down, "How about we give him a ride?"

Just as Jiang Gan was about to speak, he saw a car with a green license plate stop beside Fang Yingzhen. Fang Yingzhen turned his head and opened the door awkwardly.

Because of the lighting, the expression on his face was clear.

Fang Yingzhen carried the bag and got into the car with an unhappy expression on his face.

"I guess he ordered a taxi," said the uncle.

Jiang Gan nodded, leaned his head against the car window, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Fang Yingzhen pushed open the bedroom door with his knees, and three exclamations greeted him.

"My day!" Lin Chao was the first to jump off the bed, "You really bought hot pot!"

"I carried it all the way by myself." Fang Yingzhen kicked him, "Don't pinch my shoulders."

Lin Chao pinched his shoulder: "Thank you, young master."

Yao Yuan and Shen Yan also got out of bed one after another and walked over.

"I'll go, it's so rich." Yao Yuan leaned closer and smelled it, "It smells so good!"

"This is yours, that Lin Chao's." Fang Yingzhen unpacked the packaging bag, raised his eyes and smiled at Shen Yan, "Xiaobao, you have a small appetite, I can't finish so much by myself, let's eat together Bar?"

Shen Yan pushed his glasses, nodded: "Okay."

"I knew you were the most obedient," Fang Yingzhen stretched out his hand and ravaged Shen Yan's head, "If you want to stop Lin Chao from letting him eat one, he will be in a hurry with you."

Shen Yan chuckled, but was met with a slow roll of eyes from Lin Chao.

Four people sat around a small table made of chairs and ate hot pot, feeling like a festival.

"Hey Fang," Lin Chao gasped, stuffed a piece of mutton into his mouth, and asked, "Why don't you come to study at night?"

"Don't mention it." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Have you quarreled with your unlucky father again?" Lin Chao clicked his tongue.

Fang Yingzhen frowned and didn't speak.

"Why do you two keep arguing?" Yao Yuan couldn't help asking.

"How do I know how to keep arguing?" Fang Yingzhen was a little annoyed, "His face is the switch of my quarreling system, okay?"

"You don't know," Lin Chao patted Yao Yuan's shoulder, "Fang Yingzhen's father is not something ordinary people can bear, you know the leader Faner, Tezu, there is nothing he thinks should be ignored, hey, just you The kind where you have to call the report and stand up after every meal."

Fang Yingzhen was amused by him: "It's not that exaggerated."

"Then does he care when you go to the bathroom?" Shen Yan asked.

"Take care." Fang Yingzhen nodded seriously, "There is a limit, you can only go three times a day."

"Ah," Shen Yan was shocked, "Really?"

Fang Yingzhen was amused by his appearance and laughed for a long time, rubbing Shen Yan's small face and said to Lin Chao and Yao Yuan: "As for our Xiaobao's IQ, isn't he too cute? sold."

Only then did Shen Yan understand, and angrily slapped Fang Yingzhen's hand off: "You lied to me."

A hot pot meal can change the mood of the night.

Fang Yingzhen sat down on the bed after eating and drinking, and took out his phone to take a look before sleepiness hit him.

No missed calls and no unread messages.

He sighed softly, closed his eyelids and fell asleep.

The car stopped downstairs in the community, and my uncle lowered the window a little, took out a cigarette from his pocket, thought about it, and threw another one to Jiang Gan.

Jiang Gan didn't order, held it in his hand, and looked up at him.

"Go on," the uncle took a puff of cigarette and touched his shoulder, "Uncle can't make decisions for you, you have to do it yourself."

Jiang Gan didn't speak, watching his uncle raise his hand to turn on the light, rummaged through the drawer for a while, found a business card and handed it over.

Jiang Gan took the business card and glanced at it.

Phaeton Law Firm Fengyue

"I asked someone to find it for you," said the uncle. "I may contact you soon, so don't block it as a nuisance call."

"Find me?"

"Yes." Uncle nodded, with a serious expression on his face, "Your father is there, he wants you to reconcile, look...do you want to meet him?"

"No see." Jiang Gan said.

"That's fine," the uncle said, "If you have anything to say, you can convey it through Lawyer Feng."

"I have nothing to say." Jiang Gan pushed open the car door, thought for a while, then turned around and said, "I don't want to reconcile either."

The morning self-study is at seven o'clock, and Lin Chao's alarm clock starts to crow at six twenty.

Fang Yingzhen was pulled out of the dream, and with his eyes closed, he took a pillow and threw it on Lin Chao's bed opposite.

"Fang." Lin Chao's voice came from below.

Fang Yingzhen opened one eye and found that he was standing under the bed with his hips akimbo, brushing his teeth quickly.

"My day!" Fang Yingzhen opened his eyes in fright, "When did you get up?"

"I forgot to tell you," Lin Chao said vaguely, "During the self-study last night, Lao Wang said that in the future, the morning reading will be 15 minutes earlier, and those who are late will be fined [-] yuan."

"Fuck." Fang Yingzhen sat up from the bed, patted on the quilt to find the socks he lost last night, and started to wear them, then crawled out of the quilt like a kennel.

As soon as he entered the toilet, he bumped into the same sleepy-eyed Shen Yan, who rubbed his forehead pitifully, closed his eyes again and went out.

Fang Yingzhen unbuttoned his pants with a toothbrush in his mouth, stood next to the toilet, closed his eyes and started to drain the water.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Yao Yuan yelled outside the door, "I will be on duty in 5 minutes, and you guys will drag it again after stepping on the dirt!"

Fang Yingzhen finished brushing his teeth, rinsed his face with cold water, and applied some face cream casually.

"Fang Yingzhen!" Yao Yuan knocked vigorously on the door.

"Come out." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue.

When Fang Yingzhen left the dormitory, he looked up at the sky, it was still dark.

The cafeteria was far away from the men's dormitory, and a few people rushed to the cafeteria, but in the end they could only eat some leftover cold rolls and dried corn on the cob.

Fang Yingzhen thought about it halfway through eating, and felt that the breakfast was not very nutritious, so he got up and took the meal card to the window to buy a tea egg.

When I got to the classroom, it was 3 minutes away from seven o'clock.

Fang Yingzhen stuffed the tea eggs into his mouth and followed Lin Chao into the classroom.

Lao Wang was already standing on the podium with a straight face, Fang Yingzhen just met Lao Wang's eyes when he raised his head, and almost choked on his mouth.

"Damn," Fang Yingzhen opened his seat and sat down, whispering to his tablemate Shen, "Isn't Lao Wang feeling less old now?"

Shen Yan dared not speak, took the book from the desk and began to read honestly in the morning.

After Fang Yingzhen swallowed the last bite of eggs, he looked down at several boxes of biscuits wrapped in pink bears on the table.

Come again?

He frowned, and he didn't know who it was recently. It was either in the morning or in the afternoon. Anyway, he always picked out the time when he was not in the seat to deliver biscuits to him.

Fang Yingzhen sighed and stuffed all the biscuits into the desk.

Shen Yan happened to see it, and stood up the book to cover his face and whispered to him: "I'm not full."

Fang Yingzhen opened a box of biscuits and put them on a stack of books between the two of them.

After a while, Shen Yan quietly reached out and took a piece of biscuit, then put it into his mouth at the speed of light when Lao Wang was not paying attention, and began to chew without any trace.

Fang Yingzhen couldn't help laughing, and gave him a thumbs up.

Morning reading is boring, but chatting between morning readings is always fun.

The two students sitting in front of Fang Yingzhen and Qian Qianqian are using the method of pulling each other's backs to cover up the enthusiastic exchange of game experience between them.

The person in the front and the front said loudly with a blank face: "Yes! That's right! I also used that big move!"

......

Lao Wang probably went to eat breakfast because he was hungry, otherwise they would not dare to be so bold.

Fang Yingzhen propped his head in a daze, wondering whether the food in the teacher's cafeteria was better than that of the students, and whether there were only cold rolls and dried corn cobs left.

Halfway through the thought, Song Man at the back table, known as Erliubai Xiaosheng, coughed.

Shen Yan recited the text without emotion, and leaned towards him with one ear raised.

Fang Yingzhen also turned half his body sideways.

Song Man tapped the table twice with a ballpoint pen, and said in a low voice, "Have you heard, our class is going to have a transfer student today."

"That's it?" Fang Yingzhen was a little disdainful, "It's not as interesting as the beautiful teacher who teaches biology that you said last week, having a boyfriend."

He was about to turn around after he finished speaking, and Song Man tapped the table again with a ballpoint pen: "That's not the point! The point is that this transfer student is a top student transferred from City No. [-] High School!"

Fang Yingzhen is the least interested in the word Xueba, and today's morning news is meaningless to him.

Song Man continued to swear with his tablemate and Shen Shen: "I also heard that this Xueba sent his own father to prison with his own hands."

Song Man's tablemate gasped exaggeratedly: "Is it true or not?"

Fang Yingzhen frowned and leaned over again.

"Hey Fang Yingzhen, don't you listen?" Song Man looked like a villain.

"Nonsense breaks the law." Fang Yingzhen pointed at him.

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Song Man clicked his tongue, "I had dinner at my uncle's house yesterday, and my uncle said it himself."

Fang Yingzhen was speechless.

Song Man's uncle is the grade director.

"What did his father do to make him kill his relatives so righteously?" Song Man's tablemate Liang Zhi clicked his tongue twice.

"Then I don't know, my uncle doesn't know." Song Man said, seeing Shen Yan and Fang Yingzhen turning back silently, the sound of reading gradually became louder.

There was a chill behind him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure standing beside him.

......

Song Man sat in the last row. Every time Pharaoh came back from the cafeteria, he would stand at the back door and watch for a while. The second time is the ninth time.

Song Man shivered, picked up the book and opened his mouth guiltily to read.

Unexpectedly, Lao Wang didn't teach him a lesson, and walked in after standing at the back door for a while, followed by someone.

"Okay, stop for a while," Lao Wang clapped his hands, "There's only 5 minutes left and it's no fun to pretend."

Everyone laughed and turned their eyes to the one standing next to Old Wang.

"Transfer student?" Shen Yan asked in a low voice.

Fang Yingzhen put down his textbook, raised his head and glanced at the person beside Old Wang.

He is a head taller than Old Wang, with slightly long hair tied in a small knot at the back of his head.

The hairstyle is pretty cool.

It’s cool, if it’s not cool for a day, Pharaoh will have to ask you to cut it off.Fang Yingzhen thought to himself, and smiled gloatingly.

In the next second, Fang Yingzhen's sneer froze on his face.

Xiao Ju raised his face and turned around, looked at everyone, nodded at Lao Wang's signal, and said softly, "My name is Jiang Gan."

After Jiang Gan finished speaking, he glanced over there, and Fang Yingzhen was staring at him in shock.

"Song Man." Old Wang said.

"Ah, what?" Song Man rubbed his head and stood up, "Old Wang, I did nothing wrong."

"I know you have done nothing wrong," Old Wang pointed to an empty seat by the window in the back row, "Get up and sit over there."

Song Man: "..."