hang out

You Zhaoyu is a frequent visitor to this Internet cafe, and the seat he is sitting in is almost his exclusive seat.

The unhappiness encountered in real life was brought into the online world. When he was typing on the keyboard quickly to fight the enemy in the game for the second round, he felt someone standing behind him.

This is a common thing in Internet cafes. Those who pass by or stop are either watching curiously or looking for a place everywhere. If you distract your attention because of such a trivial matter, you will lose completely.He has never been a person who cheats his teammates, and he still sits there staring at the computer screen and fighting happily.

Zou Jing stood there and watched calmly. The music and effects in the headphones worn by the young man were very loud, which was enough to isolate all the noisy environment outside. Perhaps he didn't notice that he was behind him.

With flexible positioning and quick fingering, he will laugh or curse happily when he kills to his heart's content.Zou Jing can understand it, he has played this game before, and according to him who has experienced it, Yu Zhaoyu's operation is quite good.

Just when he was fascinated, someone touched his arm lightly, and it was Zhang Ziqiong who brought him a chair to sit on, and troubled his old classmate to make him feel a little embarrassed.

"You are a rare visitor, so you can't be made to stand here as a guest," Zhang Ziqiong smiled and handed over the drink in his hand, "It's a new one, try it if it's good."

Zou Jing took the chair and also took the drink: "Don't worry about me, you are busy with your work."

Zhang Ziqiong stood with folded arms: "What are you busy with? You don't know how free I am every day. Everything is managed by my two network managers."

Zou Jingjing nodded, glanced at You Zhaoyu who was immersed in the game, and sat down.

Zhang Ziqiong continued: "If I knew he was a student in your class, I wouldn't let him in."

It is indeed not kind to let minors enter the Internet cafe, but it is inevitable. Before he could speak, Yu Zhaoyu won the game and took off the earphones.

Stretching out, I saw the class teacher sitting behind me. No matter how rebellious the students were, they would probably be frightened by the conditioned reflex.You Zhaoyu's eyes glared for a moment, but he quickly buried his shock in irrationality.

"Why are you here?"

Zhang Ziqiong laughed first, looked at You Zhaoyu and said, "You are really arrogant, you talk like that to the head teacher."

Zhang Ziqiong was unexpectedly normal, but Zou Jing was used to it. You Zhaoyu never called him teacher, and rarely called you, and he basically didn't even call him when communicating.He sat there without speaking, and took a sip of the drink in his hand, which tasted like cantaloupe he liked.

Hearing someone calling the proprietress, Zhang Ziqiong pressed Zou Jing's shoulder: "You sit down, I'll go over there and have a look."

Zou Jing nodded: "Okay."

You Zhaoyu sat upright, glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, and hummed: "Isn't it to tell me to go back to class? There is still half a class left before school."

Zou Jing said calmly, "I didn't intend to ask you to go back."

"Then what are you doing here?"

Zou Jing stared at the person who didn't look at him and asked back: "Then what about you, what were you doing after me that night? Why don't you answer first?"

You Zhaoyu was taken aback by the question, he thought it was natural for him and Yan Zizheng to follow.

Zou Jing smiled but said, "Follow me all the way to the downstairs of my residence, I can see clearly."

You Zhaoyu said annoyedly, "Why should I answer? You can do whatever you want."

Zou Jing laughed completely: "I thought you brought someone to beat me up. After all, I don't please you. I didn't expect that I just bought ice cream at the cold drink shop and left."

You Zhaoyu was still holding the mouse, and kept clicking on every frame on the interface, and said disdainfully: "Do you still need to take someone with you when you hit you?"

"Yes," Zou Jing nodded, "You are so powerful, why didn't you fight back when I kicked you?"

"Too lazy to fight back."

"Do you know what's wrong?"

You Zhaoyu turned around and stared: "Why should I be wrong?"

Zou Jing moved his chair forward, kept a horizontal line with You Zhaoyu and said, "No one can control other people's words and thoughts, you have to learn to adapt to this situation."

Yu Zhaoyu refuses to have someone chant scriptures in his ear, no matter how he wants to play games, he can't do it.And he still has nothing to do with Zou Jing, beat him up?Scold me?It's not a long-term solution. This man is so tricky that he is holding the line to contact his father. He can save his life if he is a little Hulai, but he must be strangled to death if he is a big Hulai.

"Do you want me to tell your dad about this? I want to hear your answer."

"I know and ask."

Zou Jing pressed forward step by step: "Do you want to?"

Yu Zhaoyu blurted out: "I don't want to."

"Well, please apologize to Feng Yi."

You Zhaoyu looked at the man sitting beside him with astonished eyes as if he had misheard.

Zou Jing continued: "Anyway, it's your fault to hit someone first, and you have to admit it if you dare to hit someone. As long as you apologize, I will take it as a thing of the past."

The layout of the examination room before each exam is in chaos, and the entire teaching building is packed and cleaned in the second half of the class before school.

Lin Jinglei stuffed all the books in his desk hall into Tang Shan's big schoolbag without any structure, so that he didn't have to pick and choose what books to bring back for review this weekend before the midterm exam like others.

He never revises, not only does he not revise, but the more he comes to the exam, the more active he is in playing.A few rows away, they were talking to Tang Shan about going to the Internet cafe to play games after school.

Tang Shan still didn't give up on that guitar, and always wanted to encourage Lin Jinglei to use his magical skills again, but in the end he couldn't do it, so he decided to take two books back to sharpen his gun.

When leaving school, Lin Jinglei sneered, "Make a bet, if you can read when you get home, I'll eat all of your books."

Tang Shan curled his lips viciously: "Then just wait and hold yourself to death."

Class [-] did not have a teacher to lead the arrangement of the examination room. Obviously, the efficiency was ridiculously low. After school, the room was still in chaos.

Yan Zizheng got up and went out with his schoolbag in the midst of the monitor's repeated warning that no one was allowed to leave before finishing.

Just when Lin Jinglei and Tang Shan were walking past, he followed behind.

The three of them had the same destination, and they still maintained a formation of two in front and one behind when they left the school gate.

While walking, Tang Shan talked to Lin Jinglei about the embarrassing incidents he encountered while playing games, and he didn't stop talking.

Finally he suggested: "Leizi, if you join my account, you will meet him."

Lin Jinglei shook his head: "Your tuba is basically spent, hurry up and practice your trumpet."

At the gate of Jiguang, Tang Shan still left first.

It's just that this person went in and didn't take a few steps before turning around and running away as if he saw a ghost, and bumped into Lin Jinglei behind him, Lin Jinglei backed up and bumped into Yan Zizheng again.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I saw the math teacher!" Tang Shan dragged Yan Zizheng out together in a hurry.

"What's the situation, why is he here?" Lin Jinglei was asking Yan Zizheng, and he felt that the boy's answer should be more reliable than Tang Shan's.

Yan Zizheng looked into Lin Jinglei's eyes: "Go in and have a look and you'll know, are you afraid?"

It was strange to show cowardice in front of Yan Zizheng, Lin Jinglei pushed Yan Zizheng away, and walked in first.

Let's talk about Tang Shan, a typical coward who is willing to play the tiger. With the teacher in it, he directly gave up going in and surfing the Internet, and went to the band rehearsal instead.Lin Jinglei didn't understand, a math teacher was afraid of a woolen yarn, he would dare to go in here with Madman Qiao or Principal Lin.

At most, they will be scolded or beaten, what else can they do.He wanted to play games with itchy hands, so he rushed here after school, so he didn't leave.

He didn't hesitate to go to the bar to pay the money and get the slip of ID card as usual, then swaggered and sat a few meters away from Zou Jing to land on the plane.

Yan Zizheng came to look for You Zhaoyu. When he walked over, he kept looking at Zou Jing who was sitting next to You Zhaoyu. This head teacher really likes to meddle in his own business.

When he arrived at the front, he greeted him in a neutral manner: "Teacher."

Zou Jing saw so many acquaintances when he sat in an Internet cafe for the first time, from Lin Jinglei swaggering a glance at him and walking over as if he didn't see him, to Yan Zizheng calling him teacher with his schoolbag slung across his shoulders and hands in his trouser pockets. Seeing the obviously familiar faces of students who came in from time to time, he didn't know what mood he was in.

You Zhaoyu looked up at the person standing by the table: "Aren't you playing?"

Yan Zizheng couldn't understand why this kid was still interested in playing even after Zou Jing found the ink.He raised his eyebrows: "Are you still playing?"

Yu Zhaoyu hummed while arranging the earphone cable: "Why don't you play, I'm here to play."

After saying this, he put on the earphones, his face was filled with the expression that he loves whoever I am and I will play it first.

Yan Zizheng glanced at You Zhaoyu, who was preparing for battle, and at Zou Jing, who was quietly staring at the screen, then turned and walked to the bar.

It's no longer the summer when the windows and doors are open, the ventilation in this Internet cafe has become poor, the smell of smoke, instant noodles, and various unknown smells are really not what Yan Zizheng likes.

He could have gone home without waiting for Yu Zhaoyu, but for some reason, he decided to stay and play even though he was not addicted to online games.

Lin Jinglei was typing on the keyboard to talk to the people in the game, when someone turned on the switch of the computer next to him.He glanced out of the corner of his eye, took off his earphones and frowned at the person who was wiping the table with a tissue: "There are a lot of empty seats over there."

Yan Zizheng threw the dirty tissue into the ashtray on the table, took off his schoolbag and threw it on the chair: "I just want to sit here, I don't want to be next to me, how about you change it?"

Lin Jinglei looked at the interface that was about to start, and was too lazy to care about it. He put on his headphones again and ignored people.

Yan Zizheng leaned on the back of the chair and waited for the machine to turn on, doing nothing, so he focused his attention on Lin Jinglei.

The jacket was draped on the back of the chair in a mess, and the sleeves of the light-colored bottoming shirt were rolled up for fear of getting dirty. He half-hunched and stared at the screen, looking more nervous than the bloody fighting characters in it.

"Left, copy from the left," Lin Jinglei shouted to his teammate who was connected to the audio while clicking the mouse, "Damn, there's an empty seat on the left!"

Yan Zizheng was fascinated by this look. The villain controlled by Lin Jinglei on the screen saw Lin Jinglei's side face. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He found himself staring at him, so he quickly looked away and returned to his own screen. .

I don't know how long it took, the person on the right stopped directing and reprimanding and took a drink to moisten his throat, before he turned his head to look over again.

"its mine."

Lin Jinglei was drinking vigorously with a straw in his mouth, when he heard Yan Zizheng speak suddenly, his eyes drifted over incomprehension.

Yan Zizheng looked at the drink in Lin Jinglei's hand: "I said you drink mine."

Lin Jinglei checked immediately, wanting to scold someone, but he really took it wrong, his cup was on the right side.After being slightly dazed, he put the drink cup back to its original place, with a low voice but with a lot of confidence: "It's yours, if it doesn't work, I'll buy you another cup."

Yan Zizheng looked at Lin Jinglei squarely, raised his eyebrows: "No need, I'll take it for you."

Lin Jinglei heard the meaning of the food coming, moved the chair back, took out the money from the coat pocket, got up and left.

The corner of Yan Zizheng's mouth curled up, and he shouted at the man's back: "Don't buy it wrong."

Lin Jinglei looked calm from the back, but gritted his teeth from the front, but he had to buy another cup.

When the drinks came back, he didn't want to play anymore, so he put the cup heavily on Yan Zizheng's table, picked up his coat and left.

Yan Zizheng watched the figure drift away from the corner of his eye, picked up the drink, put it through a straw and took a sip, it was obviously the same, but it felt much sweeter than his previous cup.

Lin Jinglei didn't go his way, so he randomly assigned a group of idiot teammates to the booth and bought Yan Zizheng a drink even if he didn't win a game.

Forget these.

Not long after he left the Internet cafe, he stopped at a roadside food stall and bought two grilled sausages. Before he could eat, he was followed by a big black dog.

He walks, the dog walks, he stops, the dog stops.

After standing there and looking back at the stray dog ​​for a few seconds, he decided to sacrifice a sausage to the hungry looking dog.

He bent down and held the end of the bamboo stick, tentatively sending the sausage forward, and was waiting for the big black dog to come over a little bit, when a palm-sized stone flew from nowhere and landed at his feet, and the scared dog wailed. ran away.

Lin Jinglei looked at the three people walking over, with familiar eyes.If I remember correctly, the one on the left is called Yonago, and those pair of small eyes are so fucking small that I can't forget them.

Yonago was talking to the boy in the middle: "Brother Tianping, there was this kid that day."

Lin Jinglei was also holding a grilled sausage in one hand, he raised the one on his left hand, bit his mouth and nodded. I don't know if the grilled sausage was delicious or he was reminded by Mizi that the boy who looked like a coal ball was called Zang Tianping.

What troubled You Zhaoyu was that Zou Jing still didn't leave. Although it didn't delay his playing games, it was still awkward.

Seeing that he was going to lose this game, he stopped playing, turned around and asked Yan Zizheng to leave.

Zou Jing got up to give way to Yu Zhaoyu who was about to come out, and he did not forget to remind: "Don't forget what you promised me."

Yu Zhaoyu, who was wearing a coat, looked confused: "What did I promise you?"

But Zou Jing left without looking back: "Apologize to Feng Yi."

He just didn't object at the time, but he didn't agree either.You Zhaoyu snorted, "I didn't promise you."

Zou Jing turned around: "Then I'll tell your dad."

You Zhaoyu said angrily, "Can you stop involving my dad in everything?"

Zou Jing looked at the young man's face, and said word by word: "I don't apologize."

You Zhaoyu's waving hands almost scratched Zou Jing's face, and he brushed past Zou Jing: "Dao Daodao, you are really ink."

He walked a few steps quickly to catch up with Yan Zizheng who had already walked out of the door, but he saw that boy Yan Zizheng ran away suddenly after seeing something.

"Fuck! Wait for me!" You Zhaoyu scolded.

After he saw the few people who were torn apart not far away, he instantly understood what was going on, and ran away.

Zou Jing stood at the entrance of the Internet cafe and Zhang Ziqiong, who came out to see him off, watched the two teenagers run towards the fighting youths.