Dead zone

"Jiang Gan," Lao Wang turned to look at him kindly, "you sit in Song Man's seat."

With a grunt, Jiang Qiang dragged his schoolbag and walked towards Fang Yingzhen's direction.

Fang Yingzhen watched him pass by him with a stiff expression, and sat behind him.

......

Lin Chao was equally as shocked as Fang Yingzhen. Lin Chao almost went crazy when he saw Jiang Gan. He sat far away from Fang Yingzhen, so he could only wink at Fang Yingzhen desperately across most of the class.

Fang Yingzhen spread his hands towards Lin Chao with a "whatthefuck" expression on his face.

"Okay, let's hurry up and get water and use the toilet," Lao Wang said, "There are only 5 minutes between classes for morning reading."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chao rushed out of the classroom, making everyone in the class think that something was wrong with him.

Fang Yingzhen sighed, bit the bullet and followed out.

"Why didn't I have such luck buying a lottery ticket!" Lin Chao shouted in despair at the wall of the men's toilet.

Fang Yingzhen zipped up his trousers, and gave him a blank look: "Aren't you happy? I'm in the same class as your goddess."

"Don't make fun of me, okay," Lin Chao thought again, "Hey, do you think this Jiang Gan is Echo's twin brother or something, but he is not Echo?"

"It's still a dream." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Then what to do, did he recognize you?" Lin Chao asked.

"Nonsense." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue, remembering the way Jiang Gan looked at him.

It's just silent sarcasm.

"The class bell is ringing. Zhang Yang's class is going to be fast." Lin Chao patted him on the shoulders and jumped out like a fly.

"Hey fuck/You shot me without washing your hands!" Fang Yingzhen followed.

The two entered the classroom one after the other, Zhang Yang had already turned around and was writing on the blackboard.

Fang Yingzhen shook his hand and sat back in his seat.

It's winter, although the classroom is turned on a little heating... Fang Yingzhen always feels a chill on his back.

"Today I will talk about the paper of last night's weekly test." Zhang Yang said quickly.

"Fang Yingzhen," Zhang Yang turned to call him, "You didn't take the weekly test last night, did you?"

Fang Yingzhen was called out unexpectedly, and stood up in a daze.

"Who is that?" Zhang Yang tossed his long hair, looked past him and looked behind, "Isn't Jiang Gan, you just came, and there are not many weekly test papers left, you and Fang Yingzhen should share one."

It took two seconds for Jiang Gan to hum.

Fang Yingzhen sighed three times.

"Fang," Shen Yan said in a low voice, "I put your weekly test paper in the English book for you."

Fang Yingzhen nodded weakly, and found the weekly test paper from the book.

Before he could take out his pen, he heard Zhang Yang say: "Fang Yingzhen, take care of your new classmate, move a stool and sit next to him."

Jiang Gan watched Fang Yingzhen drag the stool slowly, sat next to him, and then unfolded the test paper and spread it on the table.

During this period, Fang Yingzhen didn't even touch his desk with his arm, nor did he look up at him, and of course it was impossible to speak.

Very guilty.

Jiang Gan twitched the corner of his mouth and moved the paper slightly without saying a word.

Fang Yingzhen looked very uncomfortable, and kept turning his head to look at the blackboard.

"I won't talk about the listening comprehension questions." Zhang Yang said, "Anyway, there are only so many question types, long and short dialogues, and they are all at the kindergarten level. If the total score of listening comprehension is lower than 20, you have to reflect on yourself."

Fang Yingzhen twisted his neck almost to the point of breaking, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned his face back, staring at the test paper on Jiang Gan's desk out of focus.

"The principle of gravity." Jiang Gan said.

"Ah," Fang Yingzhen was startled by his sudden utterance, "What, what?"

"The teacher just said the phrase to take notes," Jiang Gan looked at him, "the principle of gravity, the Low of Gravity."

Jiang Gan's pronunciation is very standard, I don't know how many times better than Fang Yingzhen's American accent, which he learned without a teacher since he was a child.

"Oh." Fang Yingzhen nodded.

After a long silence.

Jiang Gan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Remember."

"..." Fang Yingzhen picked up his pen honestly and began to write on the blank test paper.

Halfway through writing, he looked up at Jiang Gan.

Jiang Gan: "Huh?"

"Gravity... how to write it?" Fang Yingzhen asked with some difficulty under Jiang Gan's gaze.

"..." Jiang Gan sighed lightly, and pointed to the writing on the blackboard that Zhang Yang had written long ago.

Fang Yingzhen looked at the blackboard and wrote down the words as if he was granted amnesty, and quickly wrote them on the test paper.

When Fang Yingzhen lowered his head to write notes, Jiang Gan smelled a very faint peach smell emanating from him.

It smells pretty good.

For this reason, Fang Yingzhen's idiot image in Jiang Gan's mind was given a soft halo.

Fang Yingzhen has never been so serious and focused on an English class.

Copying the notes hurt my hand, Zhang Yang said "okay, let's get out of class".

Fang Yingzhen fled back to his seat dragging the stool.

It is not a head to be so embarrassed, Fang Yingzhen decided to have a dialogue between men with Jiang Gan.

The next section is physical education.Fang Yingzhen is a lazy person from the bottom of his heart. He never participates in activities in physical education class. He is a wild ghost who wanders outside the team before the teacher calls for free activities.

Jiang Gan was stopped by wild ghosts on his way to the playground to gather.

"What's the matter?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Fang Yingzhen.

Fang Yingzhen patted his trouser legs, jumped down from the flower bed, raised his head like a real man, and said coldly: "Talk."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Gan held back his smile.

"That's it..." Fang Yingzhen looked at him, "Can you forget what happened at BDP that day? This way you and I won't be embarrassed, after all, we will be classmates for so long..."

"Conditions." Jiang Gan said.

Fang Yingzhen was stunned: "Huh?"

"Just kidding." Jiang Gan smiled and walked around him.

"Are you agreeing or not?" Fang Yingzhen shouted.

Jiang Gan didn't look back, and waved his hand at him.

"Then I'll take it as if you agreed." Fang Yingzhen shouted again.

Today is a cloudy day, and it started to rain not long after the physical education class, and the subsequent morning run between classes had to be cancelled.

The happiest is Fang Yingzhen.

Run two laps. He can die for a long time. The school stipulates that the teacher in charge of running and exercise has to accompany him throughout the run, and Lao Wang is not as easy to discuss as the physical education teacher. It is difficult for Fang Yingzhen to slip away.

Once the morning run between classes is cancelled, the students get half an hour of rest for nothing.

The whole building was noisy, Fang Yingzhen was sitting half up on the stool and playing with his mobile phone, Song Man ran over and hugged Liang Zhi with a sad face: "I miss you to death, I have no one talking over there all morning, it feels like On a desert island."

"It's not over yet in the morning." Liang Zhi said with disgust.

Fang Yingzhen turned his head and took a look, Jiang Gan was not in his seat.

"It's not because you are too noisy, you can open a teahouse wherever you sit." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Get out." Song Man hit him, "Don't you miss me?"

"Old Wang transferred you away because he was afraid that you would affect our Xiaobao's grades." Fang Yingzhen put his long arms around Shen Yan's shoulders, "Really, Xiaobao."

"I won't be affected." Shen vowed with a serious face, "I still miss you Song Man, no one will gossip after you leave."

Song Man was so moved that he wanted to pounce on him to make a solemn oath, but Fang Yingzhen pulled him away with one hand: "Don't take this opportunity to take advantage of our little treasure..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Gan walking in from the outside.

"Give up your seat, the person is back." Fang Yingzhen said.

Song Man turned his head, met Jiang Gan's gaze, shook a bit, and jumped towards Fang Yingzhen like a rabbit.

Jiang Gan sat down as if no one was around, and began to clear the table.

"Hey, let me tell you, this transfer school bully is quite cold, like an iceberg. I wear so many clothes and stand next to him, it's cold." Song Man said in a low voice.

"Shut up." Fang Yingzhen glanced at him and continued to play with his phone, "You are the loudest."

"Did something happen to our class?" Shen Yan pulled Fang Yingzhen's clothes and pointed out the window.

Song Man said: "I'll go."

Fang Yingzhen raised his eyes and saw a few girls looking out of the window, he was stunned for a moment.

"Is... are you looking at me?" Song Man grabbed his hand excitedly, "Fang Yingzhen has two girls looking at me!"

"..."

"What are you looking at?" Shen Yan asked out of the window.

The cool-looking girl with short hair in the front raised her chin at him: "Which one is the transfer student from your class?"

"Transfer student?" Shen vowed to look back at Jiang Gan.

"Ah, that's him, that's him, so handsome!" A girl next to the cool girl screamed softly.

Then everyone began to crane their necks to squeeze over to watch, and occasionally exclaimed.

Jiang Gan didn't seem to be able to hear or see. He kept his head down and cleaned the table without stopping for a moment.

Fang Yingzhen was so noisy that he escaped from the temple and died three times in a row. Finally, he stood up unbearably, and pulled the curtain to block the window and the exclamation outside the window.

"Master Xiao Fang," Song Manzheng stared at him with a smirk on his face, "Are you jealous that he has so many female fans?"

"I'm jealous." Fang Yingzhen said impatiently, "Go back to your deserted island."

Jiang Gan plugged in his earphones and walked towards the station in front of the school.

The attached middle school is a little far from the community where he lives. Jiang Gan looked at the bus schedule at the station for a while, and there is a direct bus 304.

It's still raining.

Jiang Gan had the hood of his jacket upright, didn't open an umbrella, and wasn't particularly wet.

In the headset is SesameSyrup from CAS.

Not long after the prelude, 304 came and stopped slowly by the station.Jiang Gan got into the car, took the bus code on his mobile phone and scanned it on the reader, and walked straight to the seat in the back row.

There were not many people on the bus this time, so Jiang Gan sat down by the window and turned his head to look out the window.

The rainwater across the window glass was divided into little bits, like countless lines of silent ellipsis.

After winter, the greenery on both sides of the road remains unchanged, and the shadows are mottled, reflected on the car windows, blending with the raindrops.

The soothing percussion continues in my ears.

Sesamesyrup

I heard it long time ago

There'sa□□allblacknotebook

Thatyoukeephiddenunderneathyourbed

I've seen before*

......

The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, and the music was interrupted.

Jiang Gan glanced at the screen, it was an unfamiliar number.

He wanted to refuse, but subconsciously picked it up.

"Hello, I'm Feng Yue." Said over there.

Oh, it's that lawyer.

Jiang Gan said, "Hello."

"Your number was given to me by Mr. Cheng Zhan," Feng Yue smiled politely, "Now I want to explain to you the situation on your father's side and..."

"No need." Jiang Gan interrupted him.

There seemed to be a moment of stunned: "What?"

"I said no need," Jiang Gan said, "My intention is not to reconcile, and you don't need to ask me about anything else."

Feng Yue was silent for a few seconds, quickly agreed, and then hung up the phone politely.

Jiang Gan put the phone back in his pocket, and the music started playing again.

Fang Yingzhen came back from the cafeteria after dinner, and there were still ten minutes before the evening self-study started.

The student on duty was mopping the floor in the aisle. He accidentally stepped on someone's mop and said sorry casually.

"It's okay." The girl raised her head and smiled at him.

"Ah." Fang Yingzhen also smiled, but couldn't remember the girl's name.

A little ashamed.

It's almost a semester since I came to Class [-]. Except for the three in the dormitory and Song Man and Liang Zhi sitting next to him, it's hard for Fang Yingzhen to say the names of other people in the class without any hints.

The sixth class is not a science class or a liberal arts class, it is an ordinary miscellaneous class.Fang Yingzhen and his class of students entered high school just in time for the new college entrance examination reform. When the second year of senior high school should be divided into arts and sciences, students can freely choose among the other seven main subjects except Chinese, Mathematics and English according to their preferences and wishes. Three subjects are required for the college entrance examination.

Fang Fuying wanted Fang Yingzhen to study science, so Fang Yingzhen chose history, politics and technology without hesitation, and then came to this class.

In this class, only Lin Chao was in the same class as his former freshman, and the others were not very familiar with him, even Fang Yingzhen hadn’t met much in the freshman year of high school. To be able to remember such a few names, Fang Yingzhen was already very satisfied. easy.

Fang Yingzhen's tablemate Shen swears, in the first year of high school, the top student in the key class, because the second year of high school chose history, politics and chemistry, and the key class is still only divided into theory and literature, Shen swears half forced to come to the ordinary class, his mother For this reason, I had a cold war with him for more than a month.

"Then Jiang Gan's grades are so good, why did he join our ordinary class?" Song Man sat on Jiang Gan's seat and ate sunflower seeds.

"He came halfway, how could the principal be willing to let him take a place in a key class." Liang Zhi clicked his tongue.

"But his grades are very good." Song Man said.

"Because Jiang Gan's elective courses are political biology and chemistry." Shen vowed.

Only then did Song Man and Liang Zhi say oh in unison.

Fang Yingzhen stuffed the phone into the table, subconsciously turned his head: "Where are the others?"

"Who?" Song Man asked.

"Jiang Gan?" Liang Zhi shook his head, "He took his schoolbag and left after the last self-study class in the afternoon. He doesn't seem to be going to evening self-study."

"Is it so cool for me to go?" Song Man was very dissatisfied.

"The next time you tell Lao Wang that you are going to the hospital with tongue cramps because of talking too much nonsense, it will be so cool." Fang Yingzhen said.

"Get lost!" Song Man punched him on the shoulder.

The author has something to say: *From SesameSyrup lyrics by CAS

Lao Wang held a pen on his chin, and pointed his nostrils at everyone in the class: "The day after tomorrow is the midterm exam. Make good use of the time in the self-study class. Don't touch your phone in the table after finishing your homework. I can still see clearly when I sit on it.”

The class laughed for a while and then fell silent.

Fang Yingzhen tilted his stool, impatiently flipping through the secretary and contending.