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He was going to go with Tang Shan after school, but he was told that the flag bearers of all classes should gather in the sports room on the fifth floor. Lin Jinglei wanted to go back on his word. It is never a good thing to delay him from school.

After the get out of class bell rang, he watched the class gradually become empty and hesitated to stay.

"Men, why don't you?" Bai Xiuyuan, who finished packing her schoolbag, saw through Lin Jinglei's reluctance, put her coat on her shoulders and walked over and hummed, "What you say is like a joke."

If it was someone else who said this, Lin Jinglei really didn't care, she was a girl who looked very masculine, she was more handsome than a boy, and she spoke and acted more neatly than a boy, and she didn't let the boy live.He glared at Bai Xiuyuan's back, and decided to go to the assembly, depending on the situation, if it didn't go his way, he just left and no one could do anything to him.

It happened that the propaganda committee member came to the blackboard on the back wall to use his chair, so Lin Jinglei stood up.

The corridors are not so crowded anymore. The open doors of each class are full of cleaning students coming in and out, but the front and back doors of Class [-] are closed.People were walking so fast, Lin Jinglei inadvertently glanced in from the window on the door, unexpectedly, there were people sitting on the seats.

In my impression, Class [-] never learns for dinner, and the whole-year group is the most disciplined class. I don’t know how many students from other classes envy them for having a male head teacher who doesn’t act too verbose. What’s wrong today.

Lin Jinglei got closer and saw Zou Jing standing on the podium. Before he could be more curious, the front door opened, and he took a big step back to avoid the door that was pushed out.

It's not like leaving school in groups, only one person comes out.

It was Yan Zizheng.

He glanced at Lin Jinglei outside the door, closed the door, turned and walked towards the stairs.

Lin Jinglei saw that Yan Zizheng who was walking in front was also going upstairs, so he almost guessed that this person must also be the standard bearer who was reported.

Their teaching building is opposite to the third-highest building in front, with a total of six floors. The first, second, third and fourth floors are classrooms and corresponding teachers' offices, and the fifth and sixth floors are various indoor activity rooms and school leaders' offices.Usually, if there is nothing special, they basically go downstairs and rarely go upstairs.

Sure enough, both of them went to 507 after going up to the fifth floor.

You look at me at the door, I look at you, the double doors are pushed open by one of them.

In addition to the first-year high school students who had arrived, there were also a few senior and senior two-year-old seniors in the room.Although they don't have full names, they are all familiar with them.

It doesn't matter whether you are familiar with it or not. These people are crazy about organizing activities and maintaining discipline all day long, and they have a strong sense of presence and a lot of scenes.

The short-haired senior standing by the window picked up the pen and notebook on the window sill, looked up and smiled and asked the two people who came in: "What's your name, which class are you in?"

Yan Zizheng stood at the door and did not move any further, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and his voice was correct: "You are seventeen tall, Yan Zizheng."

Lin Jinglei walked to the chair inside and asked himself to sit down: "Gao eighteen, Lin Jinglei."

It's been 15 minutes since school was over, and all the members of Class 60 of Senior High School are still sitting in the class. The noise outside gradually subsides, and [-], [-] people in the room are silent.

Zou Jing paced slowly on the podium, waiting patiently without urging or asking.The students below were already anxious to go home, but because the whole class was not moving, they were suppressing their anxiety.

As the time passed by one minute and two minutes, most innocent students who couldn't figure out what was going on began to feel more and more difficult.

Zou Jing was watching his words, he opened the door properly and left to get things from the office, hoping that during the 2 minutes he left, when he came back, someone could stand up and admit that he couldn't bear the pressure exerted by the whole class.

Things were exactly as he expected, and when he returned to class, someone stood up.

It is a very honest male student with high grades in the class, named Feng Yi.Zou Jing was deeply impressed by him because his way of thinking about solving math problems is always different from that of ordinary people. He is very self-enclosed on weekdays and does not like to communicate with his classmates at all. When encountering group activities, he will definitely avoid them immediately.He didn't believe that such a student who only knew how to chew on books could do such a thing as dismantling the teacher's chair and putting it back together to sit and watch the excitement.

Zou Jing frowned, knowing what was going on but still asked, "Why did you do that?"

Feng Yi was stopped by the question, apparently the person who threatened him to stand up didn't tell him how to answer.

"I asked why you did that!"

The head teacher's stern voice shook many of the students sitting below. Feng Yi, who was standing there, lowered his head as much as he could, as if he didn't intend to answer.

Zou Jing was silent for a long time, and quietly crushed two pieces of chalk with his fingers propped on the desk, and finally raised his head and said in a calm tone: "Feng Yi stays, the others are after school, and the students on duty should go too."

In the room that exploded in an instant, the floor was full of students who had packed up their things and got up. The sound of tables and chairs rubbing against each other, and the sound of books falling to the ground, was as messy as a vegetable market before dinner.

You Zhaoyu was the fastest to leave. He had made an agreement with Yan Zizheng that whoever finished first would pick up Yan Ziqing. He didn't bother to go to the front row to pick up the schoolbag that Yan Zizheng asked him to carry, and walked out through the back door.

Gradually, there were only two people left in the room, and Zou Jing was still standing there looking at Feng Yi who hadn't looked up: "It's your punishment for lying."

The teacher's insight made Feng Yi even more uncomfortable, and he hesitated to speak and walked to the hygiene corner.

Zou Jing also stepped off the podium, went straight to the last table on the northbound line, bent down and took out a large screwdriver from the messy pile of used tissues and snack bags.

When Yan Zizheng came down from the fifth floor, the entire teaching building was deserted, except for a small wave behind him.

He quickly went downstairs and turned back to the class, the door was locked, but his schoolbag was still on the seat, his wallet and mobile phone were inside, he kicked the door, and cursed You Zhaoyu for being so fucking unreliable .

Fortunately, he carried the key chain with him, otherwise he would have to walk home.

The activities on the campus at this time are all senior high school students who need to stay in school and dormitory. The free time before evening self-study occupies everything that is owned by the first and second graders during the daytime.When Yan Zizheng came out, he met a few seniors he knew well in the third year of high school, and asked him to play football together. He smiled and waved his hands, then trotted to the bicycle shed.

The bicycle sheds are located on the west side of the teaching building, and they are distributed according to the class positions. A large area full of bicycles has been emptied, and the rest are either those who don’t want to ride or people who haven’t left yet.

Before he could get closer, Yan Zizheng saw Lin Jinglei who was bending over to lock the car. With the movement, a looming waist was exposed between the short sleeves and jeans, and the side of the underwear was black.

Lin Jinglei heard someone pushing a cart behind him, straightened up and glanced back.

After Yan Zizheng stepped onto the bicycle with long legs, he brushed past Lin Jinglei with his eyes in front of him: "The money is about to fall out."

Lin Jinglei immediately reached out to touch his butt pocket. Sure enough, the corner of the money was exposed. He stuffed the money back with two fingers. Instead of saying thank you, he wrinkled his nose and said, "You say it."

Yan Zizheng was still worried that Zhaoyu would pick up his sister, so when he left the school gate, he rode his bicycle all the way to the No. [-] Elementary School.Lin Jinglei, who was not far behind, followed him along the way and passed the fourth intersection before walking in the opposite direction.

The newly painted zebra crossing was dazzling white in the sun, Yan Zizheng slowed down the speed of the car, and squinted his eyes to see the figure pushing the car cross the road safely and leisurely.

The boy's serious distraction made him almost collide with the person coming from the opposite side, but he dodged in time, which made the girl panic, her high-heeled shoes stepped on the curb and she fell to the ground.

"I'm sick! I don't look at the road when I ride a bicycle!"

Yan Zizheng was a little stunned by the scolding, he squeezed the brake and put one leg on the ground, drew a semicircle on the car body and looked straight at the girl who got up from the ground.

The girl wore heavy makeup that didn't match her age, dangled chewing gum earrings, wore a camisole, and hip-length shorts. After seeing the person who caused her to fall, her angry face became much calmer, and her tone became weaker: "Fall!" I'm dead."

Yan Zizheng looked the girl up and down, then raised his eyebrows: "Are you okay?"

The girl shook her head: "It's okay."

Seeing the handsome guy adjusting the car to leave, she added: "I have a broken knee, why don't you buy me a Band-Aid."

The money that Lin Jinglei almost gave away was to buy a birthday present for his aunt.

To him, his aunt shouldn't add the word "uncle" at all, it should be his own mother.The woman put all the kindness to him into time, although it was small, Lin Jinglei remembered it deeply.

However, he has been thinking about it for two days, and he still has no idea what to buy this year, so the money has been kept in his pocket and never taken out.

After arriving home, he went back to his room and took out the money and put it away, thinking that he would take it out when he was really sure about what he wanted to buy. He probably would have lost it today if Yan Zizheng hadn't reminded him obligingly.

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he opened the door and shouted, "Auntie! Where are my big camouflage pants!"

"I washed it for you."

"It's not dirty, what are you washing?" Lin Jinglei muttered while retracting his head, and casually put on a pair of pajama pants.

He didn't know what he stepped on on his bare feet, it was sticky, he thought it was the excrement from the ears of wheat, he looked down and shouted: "Damn! What is it!"

It was Lin Tai who ran in first, and shouted: "What's wrong, brother, I didn't see my little frog!"

Lin Jinglei moved his feet slowly, he wasn't sure if the frog-like thing under his feet was still alive and out of shape.

"Ahhh!" Lin Tai squatted on the ground and picked up the thing, "You stepped on him! Ahhh!"

Lin Jinglei stood on one leg and was disgusted by the sticky soles of his feet, and his brother yelled annoyed: "I didn't mean it, who told you not to let it go."

Lin Tai is a fan of aquatic creatures. The bottles and jars in the room are filled with all kinds of aquatic creatures, ranging from plants to animals. Lin Jinglei is the last thing he wants to go to his brother's house. The fishy smell doesn't go away.

After the two brothers choked on each other because of a half-dead frog, they went back to their respective houses. One frantically rescued and the other frantically washed his feet.

When changing the third basin of water, Lin Jinglei remembered that he had promised to see Tang Shan's performance tonight. Seeing that it was time to meet up, he didn't wash his feet or eat, and rushed out after getting dressed.

The uncle of the second junior guard told Yan Zizheng that Yan Ziqing was picked up by a boy who was about the same height as him, but he didn't see his sister when he went home.

Ma Liangli also said that You Zhaoyu never came.

Yan Zizheng was not familiar with Zhaoyu's new phone number, so he didn't remember it, so he had to call Ma Liangli's phone directly.

Hearing that the kid was with Gong Yue with his sister, he became furious: "You have to send Xiaoqing back first to pick up girls. Is there anything you can do?"

You Zhaoyu knew that he was wrong and showed weakness: "I called you and you didn't answer, so I sent a text message, didn't you see it?"

"Fart, my phone is in my schoolbag, and my schoolbag is at school."

You Zhaoyu whispered: "Didn't I happen to meet Gong Yue while shopping and wanted to create a chance encounter? I will send Xiaoqing back soon."

Yan Zizheng walked out of the courtyard while talking on the phone: "Tell me the exact location, and I will pick it up."

Going back the same way, Yan Zizheng ran into that girl again, at the corner of the alley not far from where they separated, surrounded by five or six young people, who didn't know what to say.

They asked him to buy Band-Aids, but he said he didn't bring any money, and they wanted him to save his mobile phone number, but he said he didn't bring his mobile phone.What Yan Zizheng said was true, just like he said they didn't know each other when he clearly passed by that girl but took him as a life-saving straw.

"Don't know?" The young man in the lead has short hair and a tattoo with an invisible pattern on the back of his neck. He tilted his head in front of Yan Zizheng's bicycle and said, "Isn't it because I'm scared and want to run?"

Several other people in Yan Zizheng's peripheral vision were dragging the girl closer, he didn't want to pester her, so he repeated: "I don't know her."

A boy in a flowered shirt smiled, looked at Yan Zizheng and asked in a ruffian way: "I said buddy, don't you just refuse to admit it after sleeping, she can say she knows you, why don't you owe her the money?" Have you paid back the money?"

Yan Zizheng frowned, looked at the girl whose clothes were being carried, and then at the few people waiting for his answer, and said coldly, "I'll say it again, I don't know her, get out of the way."

Immediately, a voice was upset and said: "The attitude is so fucking bad."

Yan Zizheng pushed the car out of the crowd, but was kicked by the man in front of the car on the front wheel.

"Pay back the money and leave!"

When the conflict started, several people came up to grab Yan Zizheng, but they always let go, and the sounds of cursing and crying of girls were mixed together.

"Brother Tian Ping! Stop, stop!" A boy with a guitar on his back ran over and shouted to stop people: "Don't do it!"

Zang Tianping looked at the visitor: "Tang Shan, what's the matter with you?"

Tang Shan chuckled: "I'm passing by, if you have something to say, don't do anything."

Mizi raised his chin towards Yan Zizheng and asked Tang Shan, "Do you know this kid?"

"Uh..." Tang Shan was embarrassed for a moment, but still nodded, "My classmate, give me some face, forget it."

"Forget it? Damn you said forget it?"

These few are all gangsters in the society. Although their age fluctuates, Tang Shan understands that they are all ruthless characters, and they don't know the severity of their actions. What he wants to help is not Yan Zizheng, but that girl.

Just when he turned the corner, he left Lin Jinglei behind and ran over. After he understood the situation, he said with a smile: "Well, brothers, don't be angry, I will give Shen Ling's money."

"What do you give?"

Someone grabbed Tang Shan's arm and pulled him away, which also attracted everyone's attention.

Tang Shan waved that hand away: "Leizi, this is none of your business, let's go."

Lin Jinglei turned a deaf ear, and abruptly pushed Tang Shan away. Before turning around, he raised his finger and said, "You guys should fight, keep going."