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It should be that there was a lot of movement here, and it might have attracted the physical education teacher who just passed by. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Tang Shan ran a few strides nimbly, turned around the corner of the wall, and escaped successfully.

Lin Jinglei, who was about to run away, was suddenly grabbed by his left ankle, and he almost fell down when he couldn't start. He didn't dare to swear loudly, because he was afraid that the physical education teacher coming from the other side of the wall would quickly determine their positions, so he stared fiercely and curled up. The person who was holding his ankle on the ground knew that this move was called killing the fish and breaking the net.

Lin Jinglei didn't want to be dragged away by the physical education teacher to delay his access to the Internet, so he had to bend down to break the hand on his ankle, and if he couldn't break it, he would pull it hard.

After unzipping two fingers, he was mentally prepared for the physical education teacher to appear on his head.However, only two seniors who skipped class in the second year of high school came down from the wall. After feeling guilty, he stood up straight and kicked the person lying on the ground: "Release."

The two high school sophomore boys were very curious to see such a strange scene under the wall, and turned around to look at it for a long time before running away.

Yan Zizheng: "I seem to be unable to move."

Lin Jinglei: "I'll go, fucking want to touch porcelain, don't you have a strong hand."

Yan Zizheng let go of Lin Jinglei's ankles, and slowly raised himself up with his hands: "The back hurts."

Lin Jinglei snorted: "None of my business, I didn't tell you to squat there and wait for me to smash it down."

"I'm tying my shoes!" Yan Zizheng growled, "Don't you have eyes, don't you look at the situation on the wall before jumping off?"

The two of them looked up while lying on their stomachs, while the other squatted down and looked down. They didn't speak any more.

Seeing that Lin Jinglei didn't follow, Tang Shan leaned forward from the corner of the fence and urged, "Leizi, let's go!"

Lin Jinglei beckoned Tang Shan to come back. Seeing that Yan Zizheng finally got up and fell back, he motioned to Tang Shan: "Get it up for him, don't die if you want to, it's too blocking the way."

Obediently, Tang Shan bent down to grab Yan Zizheng, but he was immediately kicked on the buttocks.

Lin Jinglei ran away after kicking: "I'll let you run away alone!"

Tang Shan was kicked unpreparedly, lost his center of gravity and fell to his knees, his knees hit Yan Zizheng's back, he stood up quickly: "Ah, I'm sorry!"

Yan Zizheng raised his head, only to see a figure running away in a hurry, and Tang Shan kneeled on his back again, and the pain intensified, making him frown.

Lin Jinglei usually has a lot of pocket money, but he has never been reluctant to spend it. This is what Tang Shan has scolded and scolded in his eyes for more than ten years. I got used to it, and he got used to it too.

"Leizi, you said Yan Zizheng is really bad, right?"

Tang Shan usually bluffs as if he is not afraid of anything. He is mostly bluffing. Most of the times he is timid. From childhood to adulthood, he is afraid of this and that. Every time he does something bad, he is the first to ask questions like Are you okay? He's the one with the stupid questions.Lin Jinglei took it for granted, and responded calmly: "I love you so much, I'm afraid of shit."

The two of them arrived at the entrance of the Internet cafe they often went to, and before they could enter, the phone in Lin Jinglei's pocket vibrated crazily.He took it out to check, and narrowed his beautiful eyes: "Fuck, it's Principal Lin."

"Then what should we do?" Tang Shan hesitated, "Why don't we go back."

After Lin Jinglei refused to answer the call, he opened the unread message he had received a few minutes ago. It was from Si Meiqi: Brother Yuan told you crazy people, come back soon.

He looked at Tang Shanhou and continued to walk into the Internet cafe: "I want to go back to you."

Tang Shan followed and laughed: "Didn't I tell you to go online now?"

These two people have already figured out the situation of all the Internet cafes near No. [-] Middle School. They can be roughly divided into two types. One is to follow the rules and prohibit minors from fearing being fined, and the other is to fish in troubled waters just to make money without fear of paying fines .

This Internet cafe is called Aurora, and it ranks first in terms of environment and Internet speed in this area, and it can turn a blind eye to let high school students mix in. The owner is a young woman, and everyone who comes to the Internet calls her Sister Ziqiong .

Lin Jinglei and Tang Shan were regular customers, and Zhang Ziqiong would throw them two pieces of paper with their ID numbers written on them without saying anything after they came, signaling them to go in and sit next to the back door.

There are about dozens of machines in the area near the back door. Basically, the people who play here are junior and high school students nearby. It is for the police to check whether there are minors who can escape quickly when surfing the Internet.This is just a potential rhetoric, at least until now Lin Jinglei and Tang Shan have not encountered that kind of chaos.

They chose two connected machines, and as soon as they were about to take their seats, they saw a familiar figure who was beaten a few meters away diagonally.

The teenager with a headset on was sitting slumped on a chair, smoking half a cigarette, wearing a pair of slippers, resting his gauze-wrapped right foot on a small bench, staring at the screen and cursing.

Tang Shan muttered, "What should I do?"

"What to do," Lin Jinglei pulled out his chair and sat down, "Of course those who come to surf the Internet must go online."

You Zhaoyu raised his eyes and looked over when he heard some movement on this side. Seeing that they were two damn acquaintances, he just took a second look and returned to the game.

Yan Zizheng had to climb back into the wall with great difficulty because of his back discomfort, and then slowly returned to the class.

During the last self-study class that day, he got up and went downstairs to Class [-] to find someone.

After knocking on the door, there was a girl laughing excitedly in the room, but the girl who was called out by the handsome guy didn't show much sense of superiority, she stepped out the door: "It's you."

Yan Zizheng leaned against the wall and looked at Ma Liangli: "I have something to do with you."

"what's up."

"I can't pick up Xiaoqing after school at night. Can you pick her up for me?"

"Yes," Ma Liangli added after thinking for a while, "But I'm not here to help you, I'm here for Xiaoqing's safety."

Yan Zizheng nodded and turned to walk away, and there was a complaining voice behind him.

"You won't even say thank you?"

Yan Zizheng turned around: "His name is Lin Jinglei."

Ma Liangli smiled and said lightly, "You know me!"

Before the school bell rang, Zou Jing returned to work again to check whether You Zhaoyu had appeared. After seeing is believing, he went back to the office and simply packed up his things and prepared to leave work.

Before he went out, a colleague in the office asked, "Mr. Zou, are you really going to look for him?"

Zou Jingjing nodded: "If the address is correct."

Walking in the crowd after school, students greeted him from time to time, and Zou Jing came down to answer them one by one.After leaving the school gate, he walked about 200 meters to his residence, which was on the second floor of a snack bar.But instead of going back, he kept walking.

Zou Jing found You Zhaoyu's home according to the home address filled in by the freshmen when they entered school.

When he was standing in front of the second-floor building in the independent courtyard, a black car drove out, and a middle-aged man with a puzzled expression poked his head out of the car window: "Who are you looking for?"

Yougang runs a coal mining company. He is an upstart with no education, but he admires educated people. When he heard that the person was his son's class teacher, he got off the car immediately, opened the door with a smile on his face, and was polite. He turned sideways and said, "Teacher, come in quickly."

Take the No. 50 bus diagonally opposite No. 100 Middle School, get off at the stop sign of the Fourth People's Hospital after six stops, cross the road at Tongtian Bridge, turn right from the bank at the intersection, and go straight for [-] meters to the community where he lives. This road is Yan Zizheng. I have walked with his mother countless times.

Since his mother passed away two years ago, his father began to drink heavily every day, lost his job as a doctor in a medical accident, became more and more irritable, and beat the siblings at every turn.

The first time Yan Zizheng raised his hand to block his father's fist was on the night after the high school entrance examination, he pushed his father back, packed his things and took his younger sister to his grandfather's house overnight.

This is the first time he has come back since he left at that time. It has been almost two months, and he has completely missed the flowering period of the large lilacs in the green belt of the community.

He entered the unit door and stood against the wall for a while before taking out the key from the schoolbag he was carrying across his back, and going upstairs two steps at a time.

There was too much rubbish piled up at the door of 502, he kicked the empty beer cans blocking the way with his feet, and the sound of metal bottles colliding reverberated in the quiet corridor.

The door opened after only one turn of the key, which meant that there was someone in the house, or that his father didn't lock it when he went out.

It was the first type. When Yan Zizheng opened the door, he saw a person curled up on the sofa. He didn't know whether he was asleep or not, with his arms pressed against his face. The room smelled strongly of alcohol and something musty.

The boy made a loud closing sound on purpose, so that the man on the sofa took his arm down and looked over. His hair was unkempt, his beard was unshaved, his face was gloomy, his lips didn't move much but he made a clear voice: "I still know to come back."

Yan Zizheng looked around the messy room, but without making a sound, he took out the envelope from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table two steps forward.

The man stopped the boy who turned to leave: "What is it?"

Yan Zizheng didn't look back, his hand was already on the doorknob, there was no warmth in his words: "We don't need your money."

Yan Sijun smiled, turned over to face the back of the sofa: "When did I give you money?"

The boy froze and stood there motionless for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around and walked back, grabbed the envelope and held it in his hand, still slamming the door to announce his departure.

You Zhaoyu got off the plane from the Internet cafe and took the school bus back to the school gate at the usual time after school. He just wanted to make his time to go home look normal.

Even though he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that as soon as he limped into the living room, he saw Zou Jing sitting on the sofa of his house. The teacher came to his house because he skipped school for a day. While eating the ice cream, he was fixed there as if being acupunctured.

You Gang is an old and rough guy who basically relies on beatings to discipline children. When he sees his son who is not up to date coming back, he gets up and wants to beat him.

"Where did you go, little brat! How dare you play truant for me!"

Normally, Yu Zhaoyu could dodge flexibly, but now he has a foot injury, he closed his eyes and shrank his neck, waiting for his father's slap to come down.

But he didn't wait, and slowly opened his eyes to check. It was Zou Jing who stood between him and his father.

"Mr. You, please speak up if you have something to say. Beating and scolding cannot solve any problems."

Bah, if his father wasn't there, You Zhaoyu would really spit the unswallowed ice cream soup on the face of this meddling teacher who came to his house to complain.He grew up so big, all the head teachers who taught him turned a blind eye to him and ignored him. This is the first one to come to him blindly and dedicated to his work. He is still a male teacher. How can he be worse than a female teacher? mom.

You Gang was very angry, but he was dragged by the teacher, so he gave up for the time being, glared at his son fiercely, sat down and continued talking to the teacher.

You Zhaoyu, who wanted to go 36 times, just turned around and wanted to go upstairs when his father yelled at him.

"Where are you going!"

You Zhaoyu turned around slowly, and pointed upstairs without panting: "I... I will go back to my room."

"Go back to what room, come and listen to me!"

Well, Yu Zhaoyu admitted that it was his father who told him to be his son.When filling out the freshman information form, the home phone number and his father's phone number he left were fake. The reason why the home address was real was because he never thought that the teacher would find a home. He was really careless.

Throwing the schoolbag on the floor, throwing the remaining two mouthfuls of ice cream into the trash can, and throwing himself heavily on the sofa, Zhaoyu pretended to be listening attentively.

Zou Jing looked at the students sitting next to him, and then at the parents of the students opposite, and smiled: "Actually, I have nothing else to do, I'm just afraid that something happened to the child who didn't go to school. Seeing that he is safe That's fine."

Talking nonsense, Yu Zhaoyu glanced sideways at the head teacher, and hummed as if reciting lines: "Thank you teacher, I will go to and from school on time in the future, and I promise not to let you worry about it."

You Gang took the words: "I'm usually too busy to take care of him, and I let the teacher worry about it. If our family, You Zhaoyu, gets into any trouble at school, please don't hide it. Tell me, and I will deal with him."

When You Zhaoyu heard what his father said, his heart tightened. He was afraid that this stupid teacher would tell him all about skipping classes and fighting many times in less than two months since school started. He was also waiting for Zou Jing to speak just like his father. .

Zou Jing hesitated for a moment and then shook his head: "No, he's doing pretty well so far. If he commits a crime in the future, I'll let you know."

You Gang smiled immediately, and nodded again and again: "Okay, okay."

Twenty minutes later, Zou Jing declined You Gang's gracious invitation to have dinner together and got up to leave. You Zhaoyu obeyed his father's instructions and sent the guests outside the gate.

After Zou Jing walked out of the gate, he stopped and turned around: "Go back."

You Zhaoyu put one hand into his trouser pocket, with disdain on his face: "Don't think that I will remember your kindness until you expose me completely, and don't expect to influence me."

"I didn't say it just because I was afraid that you would be beaten."

You Zhaoyu snorted: "It's only natural for my father to take care of me, and it's none of your business to kill me as an outsider."

Zou Jing didn't quite understand the child's thoughts, so he turned around and continued walking without saying much. The people behind him spoke in a tone that made him very uncomfortable.

"Teacher, please pay attention to safety on the road. There are many private cars and unreasonable people around here."

Ever since he hung up on Principal Lin's phone call, Lin Jinglei knew that he would be scolded when he went home. He stood in his uncle's study room for half an hour and just came out, before the door was closed, when Tang Shan's mother called.

"Jing Lei, is Tang Shan with you? He hasn't come home after school, and his cell phone has been turned off."

Tang Shan was playing music with a few like-minded young people in society recently, and he didn't dare to let his family know that the phone must have been turned off on purpose.Lin Jinglei replied: "Auntie, Tang Shan is with me. We have dinner here. Don't worry, he may be back later."

Lin Guodong pushed open the door and grabbed the boy who had just hung up the phone: "Is Tang Shan here? It's natural for you to lie now, isn't it? I'll stress it one last time. If you cause trouble again, I'll ask your mother to pick you up!"

After hearing this, Lin Jinglei bit his lip, tried his best to break away from his uncle's hand, and ran out the door without changing his shoes. Before closing the door, he heard his aunt complaining about his uncle.

"Why are you talking to him like that!"