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Bringing the teacher to the Internet bar is amazing enough, but he can even bring the teacher to fight.

What surprised You Zhaoyu was that the gentle-looking Zou Jing was able to calm down those little bastards just by his aura.It's just that he couldn't help but want to laugh, why did it look like a roll call, and asked what school he was from.

Apparently, Zhang Tianping, who is used to doing things directly, is also infinitely confused when facing adults who suddenly appear. They are usually domineering and bluffing just to bully those who are about their own age. Whose brother, he didn't dare to provoke him easily, so he withdrew after swearing a few swear words.

Lin Jinglei was still sitting on the ground, sitting on his grilled sausage, thinking that his aunt was not at home and couldn't wash him by hand, so his trousers were useless.

He stretched out his hand before getting up, in fact, he wanted to call the big black dog lying on the ground behind Yan Zizheng to eat roast sausage, but unexpectedly, he called Yan Zizheng, and forced him to stand up.

Yan Zizheng didn't understand why Lin Jinglei smiled at him suddenly, it was more inconceivable than hooking his hands to ask him for help.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lin Jinglei cleared his throat and bent down to pick up the completely dirty sausage and threw it to the big black dog: "It's nothing."

He tied his coat around his waist to block the oil stains on the back of his trousers, and listened to the conversation between Zou Jing and You Zhaoyu by the way.

Zou Jing: "A fight over such a trivial matter?"

You Zhaoyu: "What do you know, there are too many contradictions."

Zou Jing: "It must not be a big deal. I also came from your age, so I know that you like to exaggerate and magnify the grudges and grievances that don't matter."

You Zhaoyu: "Didn't you also say that you have passed our age? Just leave it alone."

Zou Jing: "The exam is coming soon, don't cause trouble."

You Zhaoyu: "The exam has nothing to do with me."

Zou Jing: "It's none of your business. You are a member of Class [-] and you have to contribute. Didn't you agree that we will pass the exam for Class [-] this time?"

I'll go, can you talk like this, Lin Jinglei stared, there is still a member of Class [-] here.

However, Yan Zizheng was played like a dog by him and You Zhaoyu was criticized by Zou Jing standing on the side of the road, he really wanted to laugh out loud.But he didn't, with a stiff expression on his face, he planned to leave.

Zou Jing watched Lin Jinglei walk over, he was surprised that during the brief fight just now, that kid was actually with the two beside him, he had the impression that these three always started fighting as soon as they talked about it.

Zhaoyu raised his chin to signal Yan Zizheng to go, and the two walked away side by side.

Zou Jing called to stop him: "Yan Zizheng, wait a moment."

Yan Zizheng didn't come back, he didn't even look back, he just stood there waiting to hear what Zou Jing had to say.

"You are not allowed to hand in blank papers in this exam, or I will find your parents too."

Yan Zizheng frowned, did not respond, and caught up with You Zhaoyu: "Does he only look for parents?"

You Zhaoyu stretched out his arm to call a taxi and laughed, "That's all he can do."

Zou Jing said loudly: "And Lin Jinglei!"

Lin Jinglei was the one who walked the furthest. When he heard his name being called, he cursed in a low voice, why the hell did he still have business with him.

"Be more disciplined when you attend my class in the future."

Lin Jinglei seriously suspected that their math teacher was crazy, and he was teaching the students in his class with him.If he continues to do it the other way around, will the teacher have to call his parents too? Don't bother, just go to the principal's office together.

He didn't see Lin Tai when he got home, Lin Jinglei thought that the boy hadn't come back yet, he didn't ask Principal Lin who was in the living room until after Lin Tai came home late on average.

When I got closer, I found that the person who appeared to be watching TV had actually fallen asleep on the sofa.As soon as he took the remote control and wanted to change the channel, his uncle spoke.

"Don't change, I'm watching."

Lin Jinglei sneered: "What are you looking at? Your eyes are closed."

Lin Guodong took the remote control back from his nephew: "I'm listening."

"Why hasn't Lin Tai come back yet?"

It took Lin Guodong a while to respond: "Going to the south of the city."

Lin Jinglei asked: "Why didn't you go with me to bring my aunt back? How many days have passed, aren't you in a hurry?"

"Tsk, children don't care about adults' affairs."

Okay, okay, I don't care, Lin Jinglei got up and wanted to go back to the house quietly, but it was counterproductive, his uncle started to smear him.

"You are already in high school, and you don't read books for the exam. You want to eat and wait until you die. Seeing that you will be admitted to college in two years, where do you want to go, and have you ever thought about how to live your life in the future?"

Lin Jinglei was caught off guard, this is what most parents hate about adolescent children, they are always in a hurry.

What's even more annoying is that he always likes to spread his bad emotions on his children.Lin Jinglei knew that his uncle took it out on him because he was in a bad mood after arguing with his aunt, otherwise he never cared about his studies.

"Your aunt is not here, I won't hold your parent meeting for you, I don't want to sit there and be ashamed."

After Lin Jinglei cut his voice, he quickly went back to the room and closed the door. He didn't care who held the parent-teacher meeting for him, it was best if no one came.

He couldn't stay here without his brother and his aunt's house, so he packed up his things and went to Tang Shan soon after.

A few minutes after Tang Shan arrived home, he came downstairs to answer Lin Jinglei's phone call, just to use the time upstairs to unify the caliber.

"Don't talk about it, just say that I came back late because I played with you after school," Tang Shan instructed, "If my parents ask you, just say that, don't talk nonsense if you don't ask, the more you talk The more flaws there are."

Lin Jinglei said irritably: "Understood, if you talk nonsense again, I will go back. I just came here to be quiet."

Tang Shan's parents are both lawyers, and they have great expectations for Tang Shan. They hope that he can study law-related majors and engage in legal-related jobs in the future. They do not support their son's music playing at all.

Once Tang Shan was caught participating in a street performance, and Tang Shan was locked in the room for two days without a sip of water or food.It was Lin Jinglei who climbed the drainpipe and opened the window to deliver the food to Tang Shanlai.

Tang Shan was a rebellious self while being a decent son, forming an extremely uncoordinated character trait of being bold and timid at times.

Thinking of this incident, Lin Jinglei couldn't help complaining: "Why did they let you learn music when you were a child, but now they have to severely suppress your interest after cultivating it, it doesn't make sense."

Tang Shan sighed: "I just said it to make my childhood more fun, and there is no need to extend it to the future."

Lin Jinglei laughed dryly: "Look at how good I am, no one has high standards for me, so feel at ease."

"Seriously, Leizi, what do you want to do in the future?"

Lin Jinglei was taken aback by the question: "I don't know."

"I want to continue to study music," Tang Shan said with a smirk, "write songs, release albums, and become a superstar."

Lin Jinglei laughed out loud, and patted Tang Shan on the shoulder: "Wake up, don't dream, first you can hold the guitar alive and sing a song for your parents and then talk about it."

The Second Primary School will hold an autumn sports meeting on Monday. This year's theme is the parent-child sports meeting. At least one parent is required to participate. If it wasn't for Yan Ziqing, Yan Zizheng would never have called his father.

He hasn't dialed that number since he got into a big fight with his dad and left home. He even changed the "Dad" that started with the letter B to "Yan Sijun" that started with the letter Y in the address book, and changed his nickname back to his real name. I just want to not see it in the first row after opening the address book.

Called and no one answered.

Yan Ziqing's reaction was very strong, she didn't even watch the cartoon, and said in a crying voice: "They all have parents, and I have to bring one too. I only have my father, and I don't have a mother anymore."

Yan Zizheng squatted on the ground to maintain the same height as Yan Ziqing, and sighed silently: "Xiao Qing, my brother will call your Teacher Liu and tell her, okay?"

Yan Ziqing burst into tears: "But the other children are accompanied by their parents, what should I do?"

Yan Zizheng couldn't see his sister crying the most, he was angry with his father, and complained about Er Xiao's breaking the rules.

"Grandpa is going."

"Grandpa is too old to race with uncles and aunts."

"Brother go."

"My brother is too young to bully uncles and aunts."

"I miss mom."

......

Yan Ziqing kept crying, Yan Zizheng couldn't coax her well, she tried everything, even riding a big horse couldn't work.

Ma Liangli came out to go to the toilet and heard crying through the window, knocked on the door and came in. After knowing what was going on, she suggested: "Why don't you let my mother go."

Ma Liangli's mother does not work, and the whole family depends on her father who works on the railway. Her father only goes home twice a month, staying for one night and then leaving.

Ma Liangli's mother's surname is Lu. This Aunt Lu was originally an untouchable daughter, but she married into the impoverished Ma family against the opposition of her whole family.She gave birth to two daughters, the eldest daughter died unexpectedly the year before last, and she became mentally disturbed by the stimulation.

After Yan Zizheng brought his younger sister to live here, he saw Aunt Lu had two illnesses, lost her mind, yelled and threw things everywhere.As soon as he heard that the woman was going to take his sister to the sports meeting, his sister shook her head desperately before he responded.

Yan Zizheng said with some embarrassment: "Thanks, it's better not to trouble Auntie."

Ma Liangli had a half-smile: "She is normal most of the time. Of course, if you can't trust her, there is nothing you can do."

After the people left, Yan Zizheng realized that his and Yan Ziqing's reaction hurt others. Parents had no choice but to be their own.It's like his feeling when his father was completely depraved after his mother left and was gossiped by the neighbors, sad and powerless.

When Yan Zizheng was about to call Yan Ziqing's head teacher, his father unexpectedly came.

It was his father who walked in front of the two people who entered the door. After dinner, the old man said that he had gone for a walk and came back so late. It seemed that he went to his house to bring his father.

Yan Sijun was expressionless, and reached out to hug his little daughter, but he didn't get his wish, and the little figure quickly hid behind his brother.

Yan Sijun's back is bent, his hands are drooping, and the former famous neurosurgeon now looks like a prisoner who has just been released from prison.

Yan Zizheng stood there and looked at his father: "When you beat her to death, you should be mentally prepared that she will never want to be hugged by you again."

Yan Sijun's eyes dodged weakly, and he stood there without saying anything.

Lin Tai called Lin Jinglei and asked him to help feed and change the water for the fish in the room these days.

Lin Jinglei was looking for clean and wearable clothes in the closet, sniffing this one, sniffing that one, with his bare upper body tilted his neck, his phone sandwiched between his ear and shoulder: "Damn, what do you mean a few days?"

"I plan not to go back for the time being, and protest to my dad."

"Resist, what a fart, please play your unique role and bring my aunt back," Lin Jinglei said, almost wailing at the end, "I don't even have clean clothes to wear!"

Lin Tai snorted, "Brother, that's all secondary. I hope you haven't starved to death when I go back."

After saying this, he added in a low voice: "By the way, you should keep an eye on my dad at school to see if he is getting very close to a female teacher named Ming."

If he can contribute to his aunt's return home, Lin Jinglei is willing to listen to orders. When he arrives at school, he wants to go to the staff wall to lock the target person first, but is caught by the mobile invigilator.

"Which class are you in, why don't you take the exam."

Only then did Lin Jinglei take out the exam admission ticket that he almost threw away as trash, and trotted to the door after looking at the exam room.

After signaling to the two invigilators, he walked to the only empty seat.

After sitting down, he was dumbfounded.

No pen.

Grass, this fucking test is a woolen yarn, you can't bite your fingers and write it.

He began to flip through desperately, hoping that those unknown pens he usually took with him would be lost in his schoolbag.

After the invigilator reminded him to put his schoolbag in front, he simply zipped it up and wanted to leave.

With a bang, a UFO flew obliquely from behind and hit his desk.

It is only black carbon pen.

Lin Jinglei turned his head and saw Yan Zizheng. He wanted to curse and show off. You have the pen.

The female invigilator hurried over to confirm the situation, and took away Lin Jinglei's schoolbag by the way.

Lin Jinglei sat there decadently, unscrewed the cap of the pen viciously, tilted his head slightly, and glared at Yan Zizheng from the corner of his eye.The exam has to go on, and it's all your fucking fault.

Four or ten minutes later, Yan Zizheng stopped answering the questions and looked up in the direction of Lin Jinglei. The man had already sat and dozed off, his head was hanging on his left arm, and the pen in his right hand was scratching the paper, leaving a trace. Large swathes of ink.

Lin Jinglei fell asleep intermittently for two subjects. After the exam in the morning, he got up and went to the front to pick up his schoolbag and went against the flow of people after school all the way to the top floor's staff wall. After looking at the two walls, he stood there and muttered: "There is no female teacher surnamed Ling."

After sending a message to Lin Tai, when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw Yan Zizheng not far behind him.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Zizheng stood leaning against the window sill in the corridor, and stretched out his hand to Lin Jinglei.

Lin Jinglei frowned: "What do you mean?"

"My pen."

Lin Jinglei opened his schoolbag, took out a pen and threw it to the man, then went downstairs and secretly scolded the man for being a fucking stingy man, he wanted to return even a pen.

Yan Zizheng caught the pen and twirled it in his hand, and slowly asked the person walking in front: "Don't thank me?"

After a vibration, Lin Jinglei checked his phone, Lin Tai said, "Brother, you are stupid, his surname is Ming."

Lin Jinglei turned around abruptly to go back and take another look, but he forgot that there was someone behind him. After the heavy impact, if the man hadn't stopped him with his arm at the back, he might have fallen down the stairs.

Reining in from the cliff, sweating profusely, Lin Jinglei hunched his back in an extremely strange shape, with his neck leaning against Yan Zizheng's chest.

Yan Zizheng's heart was beating wildly, and he said calmly, "Your way of expressing gratitude is really special."

After Lin Jinglei stabilized his body, he pushed the person away and continued to climb upstairs. I thank your eighteen generations of ancestors.