Dead zone

Late Christmas party. " Lin Chao said.

"Isn't Christmas tomorrow?"

Lin Chao shrugged: "But today is Christmas Eve, so the entire junior high school evening self-study is off for the party."

"So, why don't we have one in our high school?" Fang Yingzhen asked.

"Because we are high school students, and the college entrance examination is one year away." Lin Chao sighed.

"Forget it, the young master is not very rare." Fang Yingzhen was just about to eat when his cell phone rang.

It's Zhang Jing.

He frowned, pretending he didn't hear it, but the phone kept ringing, and he called a second time.

"Who is it?" Lin Chao looked at him, "Is your stepmother or your father?"

Fang Yingzhen impatiently took out the phone and threw it on the dining table, and turned on the speakerphone.

"Yingzhen," Zhang Jing said very politely, "tonight Lili's class Christmas party will be held until 09:30, and Lili said that parents are invited to actively participate, and I will go, so you don't have to take the subway, I will pick you up you."

Fang Yingzhen responded sullenly: "Oh."

"Then it's settled. See you tonight." Zhang Jing hung up the phone.

Fang Yingzhen propped his chin and continued to eat leeks.

"Your stepmother," Lin Chao thought for a while, "your voice sounds quite gentle."

"Really." Fang Yingzhen took a sip of soup.

The seaweed egg soup in the canteen is always free, and it always tastes like plain water, with only a few wisps of seaweed floating at the bottom of the bowl.

"You hate her?" Lin Chao asked.

"It's not annoying, but the son she brought is quite annoying." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue.

"What does she do?" Lin Chao asked while eating.

Fang Yingzhen shook his head: "It seems to be an accountant...? I don't know."

"Does your father like that son?" Lin Chao looked at him.

"Fang Fuying?" Fang Yingzhen thought for a while, "I guess I like it, anyway, Fang Fuying likes all the children in this world, except me."

"Don't say that, besides, you are not a child anymore." Lin Chao comforted him.

"Yes." Fang Yingzhen smiled.

Regarding the question of whether Fang Fuying likes Tongli, Fang Yingzhen got accurate confirmation after the evening self-study.

I like it very much.

Just a very small, class Christmas party.

It was just a casual request from Tong Li.

Fang Fuying still went, although he had hardly attended the parent-teacher meeting with his son in the ten years before that.

Fang Yingzhen packed her schoolbag and came out, and saw Fang Fuying standing in the corridor outside the classroom, talking to Tong Li with a smile.

Zhang Jing stood looking at them, with Fang Fuying's coat on her arm.

Fang Fuying looked like she had just participated in some warm-up activities, she was still panting, her face was flushed, and she was in a good mood.

"Uncle, you are really good at the long jump, none of my classmates' fathers can compare to you!" Tong Li chirped.

What kind of Christmas party also engages in long jumps.

retarded.

Fang Yingzhen walked out expressionlessly, glanced at the three people who were waiting for him after school, and said casually, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Hurry up," Fang Fuying frowned, "don't let people wait for you too long."

Fang Yingzhen pretended not to hear it, and thought of getting out of the toilet and slipping away after school in such a mess, and would not even get in their car to go home if he was killed.

As a result, when he came out of the toilet, he saw Tong Lichu waiting for him at the sink.

Fang Yingzhen rolled her eyes fiercely in her heart, and walked over to wash her hands.

"Are you very angry?" Tong Li leaned aside and stared at him in the mirror, laughing, "I know you are going to die of anger."

Fang Yingzhen washed his hands and turned to look at him.

"What are you looking at, you still want to beat me up?" Tong Li snorted.

"Say another word," Fang Yingzhen leaned over slightly, closing the distance between the two, and said in a low voice, "I'll throw you into the toilet."

"Uncle doesn't like you, it's a fact, and I don't want to see my mother frowning all day because of you! To put it bluntly, I just hate you, I just don't like to see you in this family!" Tong Li sharp-tongued, a Fang Yingzhen, who opened his mouth, had no time to interrupt.

Fang Yingzhen froze for a moment, took a breath, and smiled.

"Laugh, what are you laughing at?" Tong Li retreated defensively.

"I just warned you," Fang Yingzhen pointed at him, "you didn't listen, don't blame me."

"What are you going to do... ah—" before the words finished, Fang Yingzhen raised his whole body.

Tongli is small and not very strong, so he is not Fang Yingzhen's opponent. No matter how much he punches and kicks Fang Yingzhen, Fang Yingzhen doesn't let go. He pulls open the door of a compartment and throws Tongli into it.

However, because Tong Li shouted too loudly, the old man who usually cleaned the corridor was attracted, and the old man ran in in a panic: "What's up! What's up!"

When the old man called out, Fang Fuying and Zhang Jing who were waiting for someone over there also ran over when they heard the sound.

"Fang Yingzhen, what are you doing!" Fang Fuying roared.

"Mom—" Tong Li pushed Fang Yingzhen away with snot and tears all over his face, and ran towards Zhang Jing.

"It's too late, I didn't even have time to do anything." Fang Yingzhen said with a cold face.

"Shut up!" Fang Fuying strode over and pointed at him, "I gave you so many years of education, so I taught you to treat your brother like this?"

"This man is not my fucking brother at all! It feels good to raise someone else's son, doesn't it?" Fang Yingzhen also lost his temper and shouted at Fang Fuying.

It was just after school, and people were coming and going at the door of the toilet. When they heard the sound of quarreling, they gathered around to watch the excitement.

Fang Yingzhen's anger burst out from his chest, burning face and rationality into nothing, leaving only complete anger and irritability, the whole person was like a fireball that would explode at any time.

Fang Fuying stared at him, then raised her hand suddenly, and was dragged back by Zhang Jing: "This is not a good place outside... Yingzhen is not a child anymore, don't you..."

With a bang, the door of the last compartment was pushed open, and Jiang Gan walked out slowly.Then, as if he hadn't heard anything, he turned on the faucet and washed his hands seriously.

It's embarrassing.

The atmosphere that was originally the same as the scene of the fire was temporarily interrupted for a while because of Jiang Gan's appearance.

Just when Fang Yingzhen thought he was going to go out with such a blank face, Jiang Gan suddenly said: "Fang Yingzhen is not wrong."

"Ah?" Fang Yingzhen was stunned.

"What did you say?" Fang Fuying stared at Jiang Gan.

"You were going to throw the child in the toilet just now," Jiang Gan asked Fang Yingzhen, pointing to Tong Li next to Zhang Jing, "Him?"

Fang Yingzhen didn't know what he was going to do, so he nodded.

Jiang Gan hummed, turned to Tong Li, and slightly bent down to look at him: "I just recorded the conversation between you two, would you like to listen to it?"

Tong Li's face flushed red all of a sudden, and his eyes became flustered.

"Would you like to listen?" Jiang Gan stood up again and looked at Fang Fuying.

"What conversation?" Fang Fuying frowned.

Jiang Gan didn't speak, he reached into his pocket to touch the phone, his arm was grabbed, he looked up at Fang Yingzhen, puzzled.

"Forget it." Fang Yingzhen said in a low voice that only he could hear, "Forget it."

Although Jiang Gan didn't understand, he still did what he said and didn't take out his phone.

Fang Yingzhen let go of his hand and walked out without looking back.

It's raining, not very much.

But without an umbrella.

Fang Yingzhen walked towards the school gate in the rain, but was stopped by the guard: "Where is the school card?"

Fang Yingzhen fumbled in his pocket, took it out and handed it to him.

The guard took a look and let him out.

After leaving the school gate, Fang Yingzhen was suddenly a little confused, not knowing where to go.His body was very cold, and the coldest part was his chest, which was empty, as if someone had spilled a lot of ice cubes here.

Fang Yingzhen wiped his rain-drenched face, folded his arms and squatted down in a car shed next to the school gate.

All kinds of lights and shadows intertwined and complicated in the thin rain curtain, and the road seemed to be painted with a layer of strangely colored paint.

Sniffing the cold air with the tip of his nose, Fang Yingzhen suddenly wanted to cry.

I miss my mother, and I miss Lao Fang.

Still wronged.

In fact, after all these years, I seldom feel wronged by Fang Fuying's misunderstanding. Fang Yingzhen doesn't like to defend himself, and he doesn't have the patience.

But I don't know what happened today, maybe it's because... In the past few years of being misunderstood and hated, there was the first person who spoke for him.

Fang Yingzhen sniffed, sucked the cold air into his lungs, and planned to get up.

Suddenly an umbrella appeared above his head, he raised his head in a daze, and bumped into Jiang Gan's emotionless dark eyes.

"I'll take you to the subway entrance." Jiang Gan said.

Fang Yingzhen stood up slowly, a little dizzy from squatting for too long, Jiang Gan reached out to help him in time.

"Send you to the subway entrance." Jiang Gan repeated for the second time.

"I don't want to go home." Fang Yingzhen knew it was over as soon as he opened his mouth, and immediately burst into tears.

Day, I actually don't want to cry, Jiang Gan, do you believe it?

"If you don't go home tonight, he will think you are guilty," Jiang Gan said, "and he won't feel ashamed of you."

"I don't need it." Fang Yingzhen began to hiccup.

Jiang Gan looked at him for a while, then reached out his hand to take out a pack of tissue from his pocket, and put it in Fang Yingzhen's hand.

"Where are you going then?" he asked.

Fang Yingzhen hiccupped while wiping his eyes, and suddenly felt that what Jiang Gan said was right, besides, Fang Fuying hadn't unfrozen his card yet, so he had nowhere to go.

"Send you to the subway entrance?" Jiang Gan asked again.

"...um." Fang Yingzhen hiccupped.

The two of them had nothing to say all the way until they arrived at the subway entrance.Fang Yingzhen stopped hiccupping, but he was in a state of confusion, turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Jiang Gan again.

"Why?" He looked up at Jiang Gan.

"Fang Yingzhen, Merry Christmas." Jiang Gan said.

Hearing this nonsensical sentence, Fang Yingzhen wanted to laugh a little.

"Today is Christmas Eve, not Christmas." Fang Yingzhen corrected lazily.

"Happy Christmas Eve." Jiang Gan said.

Fang Yingzhen was stunned for a moment, and let out a cry.

Then Jiang Gan laughed, not knowing what he was laughing at.

"I," Fang Yingzhen pointed to the entrance, "I'm leaving."

Jiang Gan nodded, watching him gradually disappear under the elevator, and then he opened his umbrella and walked to the opposite station.

34

Fang Yingzhen returned home, took a hot shower in the room, threw the changed clothes into the washing machine, and leaned against the washing machine in a daze.

There was movement downstairs, and he knew that the family had returned.He was not used to the life of only one person in the family before, but now...he wished that he would be the only one in the family forever.

After a while, someone knocked lightly on the door of the room.

Fang Yingzhen opened the bathroom door and walked out, wiping her hair to open the door.

Zhang Jing stood at the door, her expression was not very good, she looked at him, and said softly, "Can I have a few words with you?"

Fang Yingzhen raised an eyebrow.

"What happened just now, I know it must be Tongli's fault," Zhang Jing said, "I will educate him."

"Some education is too late." Fang Yingzhen smiled.

"You..." Zhang Jing frowned, "What do you mean?"

"It's boring. Do you have anything else to do? I'm going to sleep." Fang Yingzhen looked at her.

"I hope that we can live in harmony." Zhang Jing walked to the door, turned around and said, "I know you don't like me and Tongli...as long as you don't hurt Tongli, I will won't interfere with you."

Fang Yingzhen tore the towel off his head and threw it on the bed: "Then let's teach your son how not to be annoying."

Zhang Jing glanced at him, closed the door and went out.

Male high school students' passion/passion/night chat [love/blow kiss/crown] news +3.

Fang Yingzhen lay down on the pillow, froze for a while and clicked on the group chat.

[Super]: Merry Christmas

[Yao Yuan]: Merry Christmas

[Xiaobao]: Merry Christmas

[You fall]:?what

No one spoke, and three more messages popped up after a while.

[Super]: [Christmas red envelope (whoever grabs it for Xiaofang is the dog)]

[Yao Yuan]: [Christmas red envelope (whoever snatches it for Mr. Fang is the dog)]

[Xiaobao]: [Christmas red envelope (exclusive to Fang Yingzhen!!!!)]

Fang Yingzhen stared at the screen, couldn't help laughing out loud, crazy, these people don't sleep most of the night.

He thought for a while, and then went back: You guys already knew, didn't you?My embarrassment scene in the men's room

[Super]: what scene

[You fall]: Reload?

[Super]: Well... there are not many people on that floor who don't know

[Xiaobao]: Fang Yingzhen, don’t be sad, you still have us, hurry up and accept the red envelopes and you will be happy

[Yao Yuan]: That’s right, I’ll give you all the money I paid for ordering takeout this week, please be happy, what’s the big deal

[overtake]:?people

Fang Yingzhen quickly wiped his eyes and typed quickly: in

[Super]: In a word, do you want to help you fix that younger brother of yours?

[You fell]: Forget it, he's going to be punished, I guess my stepmother won't make it easier for me

[Xiaobao]: Actually

[Xiaobao]: I never told you that my parents are getting divorced

[Yao Yuan]:? ? ? ?

[Xiaobao]: You sit on the opposite side of my bed and you send a fart question mark, Yao Yuan!

[You fall]: What's the matter?why don't you tell us

[Xiaobao]: There’s nothing to talk about. Someone told me it’s an adult’s business, and it’s fine for the adults to make trouble on their own. I don’t have the responsibility to worry about them.

[You fall]: It makes sense. When my parents divorced, I was a little happy because I finally didn't have to listen to them arguing every day. I didn't expect that I would be sentenced to Fang Fuying.

Several people chatted for a while, until their eyelids became heavy before they went offline to sleep.

Fang Yingzhen set the alarm clock to wake up half an hour earlier the next day, and slept until dawn, with surprisingly good sleep quality.At this moment, no one else was up at home except him, so he tidied up casually, went downstairs to the refrigerator to get some wheat bread, then plugged in his earphones and went out.

It was still early, the subway station was not as crowded as usual, the carriage was empty, Fang Yingzhen was eating bread, and Travis Scott's YOSEMITE was playing in the earphones.

He usually likes to listen to this kind of light rap. Fang Fuying heard it once, saying that he always likes to listen to this kind of boring song like a monk chanting scriptures, which made his head hurt.

Heh, Fang Fuying knows what a fart.

A song was played three times, and it stopped.

He glanced at the time, usually he just left the dormitory at this point, it was still very early.

Fang Yingzhen shook the lanyard of the subway card, walked out of the subway station leisurely, and walked towards the school gate.Today is a cloudy day, I hope it will rain when we run.

Fang Yingzhen thought about it, and then met Jiang Gan at the school gate.

"..."

After regaining sanity, there was a little embarrassment.

But Jiang Gan seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday, and followed him to the classroom expressionlessly.

"Yesterday..." Fang Yingzhen took off the earphones, turned to look at him, "Thank you."

"Thank you?" Jiang Gan asked.

Ordinary people may be being polite when they say this, but Fang Yingzhen knows that Jiang Gan is not, and Jiang Gan is really asking.

"Just hold an umbrella for me," Fang Yingzhen scratched the tip of his nose, "and speak for me."

"Oh." Jiang Gan said, and then stopped talking.

Fang Yingzhen smiled at him, continued to plug in the earphones to listen to his own song, and did not speak again.

Because New Year's Day falls on Tuesday next week, I have to read until Monday afternoon next week, and I don't have a holiday on weekends.

But the good news is that on Sunday night, all classes can organize their own New Year's Day party in the classroom instead of evening self-study.

"Infatuated with roses," Fang Yingzhen took a look at the playlist drafted by Fu Xiaoxiao, "Performer Lin Chao?"

"Is he crazy?" Fang Yingzhen asked.

"It means that I will never forget him for the rest of my life," Fu Xiaoxiao clicked his tongue, "Please persuade him, don't sing this, I'm afraid he will regret it for the rest of his life."

Fang Yingzhen laughed and returned the program list to her: "Aren't you a life committee member, how do you manage the affairs of the art committee?"

"The Cultural Committee is my sister, and I have to help her eliminate all destructive factors!" Fu Xiaoxiao said.

"Actually, Chao didn't necessarily want to cause damage," Fang Yingzhen sighed, "It's been so long, you haven't noticed his intentions at all?"

Fu Xiaoxiao yelled, glared at him, and ran away with the program list.

"You scared people away." Someone commented later.

Fang Yingzhen turned his head and looked at Jiang Gan: "It's not me, okay, it's Lin Chao."

Jiang Gan ignored him and continued to write words silently while wearing earphones.

"Hey, Jiang Gan," Fang Yingzhen looked at him for a while, then moved over restlessly, "Do you want to perform a show?"

Jiang Gan still ignored him.

"Jiang Gan Jiang Gan Jiang Gan," Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue and pulled off his earphones, "I'm asking you something."

Jiang Gan sighed: "You are annoying."

"Then do you want to perform?" Fang Yingzhen looked at him, "I remember you can play the piano, on the day of BDP..."

"I don't perform." Jiang Gan interrupted.

"Why?" Fang Yingzhen asked.

"No reason." Jiang Gan put on the earphones again, and covered his ears by the way, not giving Fang Yingzhen a chance to pull his earphones again.

Fang Yingzhen turned back bored, and turned back after a few seconds: "Jiang Gan."

"Borrow the rubber Jiang Gan." Fang Yingzhen said.

Jiang Gan didn't wear earphones in the other ear, so he must have heard it, so he just ignored him.

"Jiang Gan Jiang Gan Jiang Gan Jiang Gan Jiang Gan." Fang Yingzhen called him.

Jiang Gan closed his eyes unbearably, handed him the eraser, and gave him a middle finger by the way.

Fang Yingzhen got the eraser and felt that he was bored like a crazy person, but he couldn't help laughing.

Because he found new pleasures:

——Teasing Jiang Gan.

It was the funnest thing in the world to tease him to abandon his robot attributes and become impatient.

The New Year's Eve party was like a tea party. The whole class piled up tables and chairs around the classroom, leaving a large space in the middle as a stage for performances.

Lao Wang also specially asked the monitor and life committee members to run errands, and the class paid for some melon seeds, peanuts and oranges.

Although the form is simple, there are not many opportunities to play like this in normal times, and in addition to the new year's holiday after school tomorrow afternoon, everyone's interest is quite high.

Fang Yingzhen sat by the door and looked around for a while before finding Jiang Gan.

Jiang Gan didn't know when he moved to sit in the opposite corner, supported his head, and watched the two classmates in the middle of the classroom performing cross talk with a bored look.

Fang Yingzhen smiled, and continued to watch the cross talk distractedly.

"I'm so nervous, Fang Yingzhen, I'm so nervous." Lin Chao next to him pinched his arm.

"Who put a knife on your neck and forced you to take part in this show?" Fang Yingzhen glanced at him and threw a peanut into his mouth, "Isn't this something you have to add to your life?"

"I'll be the next one!" Lin Chao was so nervous that he didn't care about his cynicism.

Fang Yingzhen rubbed the hair on his head perfunctorily to express his comfort. After the cross talk, another girl with long hair came up to perform ballet.

Fang Yingzhen looked at it, and then involuntarily glanced at Jiang Gan.

To be honest, Jiang Gan is really special, different from everyone around him.

Unique hairstyles, cool personalities, and cool jobs.

And good-looking, the kind of good-looking that both men and women can't help but want to take a second look at.Of course, it would be nice if I could smile more at ordinary times, when Jiang Gan laughed...

"Where are you looking?" Lin Chao asked.

Fang Yingzhen shook his fingers, and the half-peeled orange fell to the ground.

"Are you having a stroke?" Lin Chao picked up the orange and handed it to him.

"Get out." Fang Yingzhen took a tissue from the table and wiped the orange.

Lin Chao followed his gaze suspiciously for a while, then turned back suspiciously: "Are you looking at...Jiang Gan?"

"I haven't." Fang Yingzhen said immediately.

"There are no beauties sitting in that corner, they are all men, and there is nothing to see except Jiang Gan." Lin Chao was sure, "You must be looking at Jiang Gan."

"I'm crazy, look at Jiang Gan, what's so interesting about Jiang Gan." Fang Yingzhen said in a low voice.

"Who knows if you have nerves..."

"For the next show, Lin Chao will be invited to perform," Fu Xiaoxiao interrupted him with the announcement, "...Infatuated with Roses."

Lin Chao groaned, completely forgot about his peeking at Jiang Gan, and went up boldly.

Fang Yingzhen was still immersed in the panic of being exposed, he didn't pay attention to what Lin Chao sang, and he looked up at the opposite side again.

This time, he happened to meet Jiang Gan's eyes.

day.

Fang Yingzhen turned his face away guiltily.

What kind of expression did Jiang Gan just have, oh no expression.You shouldn't have noticed that he was peeping, right?Certainly not.Is there any?I think should not be......

...so why can't you resist taking a peek.

Fang Yingzhen was thinking wildly, Lin Chao had finished singing, so he quickly clapped his hands a few times.

"You grandson!" Lin Chao sat back in his seat angrily, and slapped him on the back, "I saw it just now, and you didn't even listen to my singing!"

"You didn't sing it specifically for me, you sang it for Fu Xiaoxiao, okay?" Fang Yingzhen said.

Lin Chao rolled his eyes, turned his head to appreciate Fu Xiaoxiao.

The party didn't stop until the evening self-study was almost over.It could be seen that Lao Wang was also very happy, and he was in a good mood to ask everyone to keep their voices down when moving tables and chairs. Everyone took the opportunity to beg for a reduction in math homework during the New Year's Day holiday, and got Lao Wang's kind words to consider it as appropriate.

"Fang Yingzhen," Lin Chao said while people in the class were moving tables, "I just counted, in 3 minutes, you watched Jiang Gan seventeen times."

"..." Fang Yingzhen blushed all of a sudden, "You are talking nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, I counted." Lin Chao looked serious.

"You're sick, why don't you see your family Fu Xiaoxiao counting this?" Fang Yingzhen wanted to kick him.

"I think Fu Xiaoxiao and Fu Xiaoxiao don't care about me, I just count when I'm bored," Lin Chao said.

"Then you should be blind." Fang Yingzhen nodded, dragged the table and fled back to his seat.

35

"You go back to the dormitory with Yao Yuan first, I have something else to do." Lin Chao pushed Shen Yan away with a serious face, "No eavesdropping, hurry up and leave."

Shen Yan sighed, broke off his hand, and shook his arms with Fang Yingzhen who was sitting on the table shaking his legs: "Fang, I'll go now!"

Fang Yingzhen shook his hand perfunctorily.

When there was no one in the classroom, Fang Yingzhen jumped down from the table, sighed and looked at Lin Chao: "If you have any farts, hurry up, I have to go home."

"Let me ask you," Lin Chao's expression was still serious, "Why did you always look at Jiang Gan?"

"...fuck, I said I didn't."

"You have, I counted!" Lin Chao said.

"You fart, you, if I say no, it means no." Fang Yingzhen tried to cover up his guilt by raising his voice.

"Let me admit it, this, Jiang Gan's appearance," Lin Chao patted him on the shoulder, "It is indeed deceptive, indeed, I admit it because I have also stumbled on it but... "

"Then what if I like him?" Fang Yingzhen stared at him and asked.

Lin Chao was stunned: "Hi..."

"Don't worry," Fang Yingzhen smiled suddenly, pulled out the schoolbag from the table and threw it on his shoulder, then turned to look at him, "I'm not gay, and I don't like Jiang Gan either."

Lin Chao clicked his tongue.

Fang Yingzhen smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and was about to go out, but was stopped by Lin Chao again.

"Even if you are, you are still my buddy." Lin Chao said.

This sounds quite touching, but why is it so strange.

"..." Fang Yingzhen nodded with a complicated expression.

As for the problem of being unable to keep peeking at Jiang Gan...he felt that it was just like what Lin Chao said, that Jiang Gan was too good-looking, even more beautiful than women, which was deceptive.

That's why he couldn't help it.

Well, it must be so.

After finally getting the holiday, Fang Yingzhen planned to sleep late to make up for the lack of sleep caused by getting up early these days in order not to be late and read early.

Not long after I lay in bed, my phone vibrated.

"I don't have any vision." Fang Yingzhen got out of the bed and pointed to the phone that was still vibrating.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the screen, it turned out to be my aunt.

Fang Yingzhen took back the words just now, and answered: "Aunt."

"Yingzhen, my aunt and your uncle have something to do tonight, can you help me pick up Yaoyao from the kindergarten?" the aunt said.

"Okay," Fang Yingzhen glanced at the calendar, "Isn't today New Year's Day, why is she still in school?"

"I have done full-time care, and I will release it this afternoon." The aunt said with a smile.

"Yaoyao is so miserable." Fang Yingzhen clicked his tongue.

"What are you talking about?" Auntie laughed. "It's 04:30 in the afternoon, don't forget, I'll be back before seven o'clock, and I'll make something delicious for you two."

Fang Yingzhen hung up the phone, and habitually glanced out of the window. The sun was shining today, so good that the curtains could be seen even when there was only a crack left.

"Fang Yingzhen—" The next second, Fang Fuying opened the door and walked in without saying hello.

Fang Yingzhen frowned: "Is there something wrong?"

Fang Fuying didn't speak, and sat down beside the bed.

After a while, he said, "Dad was a little excited at school that day."

Huh?Taking the wrong medicine?So gentle in the morning?

Fang Yingzhen didn't even have time to sit up, so he just lay there, staring at him blankly.

"Dad is going on a business trip tomorrow," Fang Fuying paused, and smiled unaccustomedly, "Do you want to bring you some souvenirs?"

Fang Yingzhen was stunned for a moment, and then he heard him say: "Forget it, I still treat you as a child, and it's no surprise that you are so old."

Oh.

I thought Fang Fuying wanted to buy him a souvenir because he remembered that it was his birthday a week later.

Fortunately, I don't remember.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have the confidence to continue hating him.

After Fang Fuying talked for a while, she tucked in the quilt for him before going out.

Fang Yingzhen is not used to the persona of Fang Fuying, just like Fang Fuying is not used to talking to him in the way of this persona.

He was in a daze for a while, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.When he woke up at 12:30, he yawned and slowly got up to eat his lunch.

Mrs. Jiang was not here today, so Zhang Jing made the lunch. Fang Yingzhen dragged himself downstairs and smelled the smell, which was quite delicious.

He pulled out a chair from the dining table and sat down.

Sitting across from him, Tong Li gave Fang Fuying a blank look when he was not paying attention.

Fang Yingzhen pretended not to see it, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

"By the way, Uncle," Tong Li put down his chopsticks with a snap, "I have something for you to sign!"

After speaking, he jumped off the chair and ran upstairs.

"This kid, why don't you talk after eating?" Zhang Jing frowned, and complained to Fang Fuying, "It's always like this, do what you think of."

"A child." Fang Fuying smiled.

Tong Li ran down with a pen and a piece of paper: "Uncle sign for me!"

Fang Fuying took it, and it was a receipt.

It is said that there is a recent cold wave warning, there may be heavy rain or snow, and parents are asked to pay attention to safety on the way to pick up and drop off.

Fang Fuying signed her name, then raised her head and asked Fang Yingzhen: "You two are from the same school, there is one, don't you?"

Fang Yingzhen didn't speak.

There was, but he had already signed it himself.

Fang Yingzhen basically handles the receipts for the test papers and workbooks that require parents' signatures. It is not unusual for him to imitate the handwriting and signatures of adults.

Kind of funny.

"Ask you something." Fang Fuying looked at him.

"I signed it myself." Fang Yingzhen said.

"You sign it yourself?" Fang Fuying frowned, "Why don't you ask me to sign it?"

"Do you know what this is called, it's called dishonesty." He said again, "Is it for nothing after studying for so many years?"

The human setting collapsed too quickly.

Fang Yingzhen pretended not to hear, and continued to eat her own, and finally Zhang Jing came out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, don't talk about children when eating."

Tong Li took a bite of the rice with his chopsticks, and made a face at Fang Yingzhen while the adults were not paying attention, and Fang Yingzhen pretended not to see it indifferently.

Sure enough, Tong Li felt bored, and Ansheng was relieved for a while.

This kind of child is that the more angry you are, the more aggressive he is, the more energetic he will be.If you ignore him, he will be boring.

After many rounds of fighting, Fang Yingzhen came to this conclusion and found it very applicable.

Besides, he really didn't care what Fang Fuying said about him.

Anyway, after so many years, I'm used to it.

**

"Little Celebrity Kindergarten," Fang Yingzhen grabbed the phone and walked two steps into the alley, "Didn't you see it?"

"Go further." The aunt clicked her tongue on the phone, "You are forgetful enough, didn't you come here last time, why can't you find it?"

"Auntie, to be honest, it's been a year since I came back last time." Fang Yingzhen looked up and saw a colorfully painted door with the words "Little Celebrity" written on it in front of him, "Okay, I found it, hang it gone."

It was a few minutes before school ended, and some parents were standing at the gate of the kindergarten.Fang Yingzhen put his phone in his pocket and waited among the parents.

After a while, the gatekeeper opened the door, and chattering children came out one after another, and even the air became lively.

Fang Yingzhen squatted for a long time, but Yaoyao did not come out.

He got up to go in and have a look, but was stopped by the old man: "What are you doing?"

"I'll pick up my cousin," Fang Yingzhen said, "I haven't come out for so long, I have to go in and have a look."

The old man looked at him for a while, and probably felt that he was not capable of being a villain, so he said impatiently: "Then come out quickly, you can't stay too long."

Yaoyao is his youngest cousin, she is six years old, and she is in the middle class.

It's middle school, oh middle school two.middle school two.

Fang Yingzhen laughed nonsensically for a while, found the classroom with the sign of Class Two, and walked in.

A female teacher was squatting and talking to Yaoyao, Fang Yingzhen decided not to disturb her, but Yaoyao had sharp eyes and found him, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Zhenzhen!"

The female teacher turned her head and smiled at him: "You are the parent of Peng Yao's child, right?"

"Ah," Fang Yingzhen responded, and opened his arms towards Yaoyao, "Come."

Yaoyao ran over like a little penguin and threw herself into his arms.

"Why are you here to pick me up?"

"I miss you so much," Fang Yingzhen kissed Yaoyao on the forehead, "Your parents have something to do today, I'll pick you up from school, are you happy?"

"Happy!" Yaoyao said loudly, "Brother Zhenzhen took me for a ride!"

"Hey, what kind of car is flying?" Fang Yingzhen glanced at the female teacher a little embarrassedly, "Your brother and I have long since stopped playing with such childish things, okay, why did you discuss with your teacher and stay away for so long?"

Yaoyao looked serious: "The teacher said, I will be the flag bearer when the national flag is raised next Monday."

"Wow," Fang Yingzhen was surprised, "You are so good, you are already the flag bearer?"

The female teacher nodded with a smile: "Little Peng Yao performed very well in all aspects of school, and she is a very motivated child."

"It's more promising than your brother and I," Fang Yingzhen rubbed Yaoyao's head, "The discussion is over, can we drive home now?"

Yaoyao nodded, said goodbye to the teacher, and then took Fang Yingzhen's hand: "Let's go, little Fangzi."

Fang Yingzhen was amused by Yaoyao's appearance, picked her up and walked to the corridor outside the door.

When passing by a classroom next to the corridor, Yaoyao suddenly tugged at his ear: "Brother, listen quickly."

"Listen to what?" Fang Yingzhen stopped.

Yaoyao hissed, but didn't speak.

The classroom door was ajar, and a piano sound came from inside.A very weird melody, but quite smooth.

"Mr. Yuan is playing the piano again." Yaoyao sighed while holding her chin.

"Mr. Renminbi?" Fang Yingzhen turned to look at her, "What the hell?"

"It's Teacher Renminbi," Yaoyao whispered, "he