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After Wang Ping finished speaking, he suddenly saw the glint of water on Ji Zuo's hair drooping on his forehead.

"Student, what's wrong with you?"

The humidity in the city where it has been raining is extremely high. Ji Zuo took the bus all the way without drying his hair. He just got off the bus and stood in the rain for a while, his whole body was wet.

"I don't know how to bring an umbrella when it's raining, and I don't know how to take care of myself without my assistant." Wang Ping shook his head, "Fortunately, I brought an umbrella."

As Wang Ping said, he ripped off his down jacket very handsomely.

The corners of the down jacket flew up, Wang Ping stretched out his hand, and pulled out a black umbrella from the inner pocket of the down jacket.

Then, Wang Ping untied the thin strap of the umbrella with a smart movement, aimed at the open space, and handsomely pressed the button to open the umbrella.

"boom".

The umbrella lying in the rain bloomed, and a golden sunflower bloomed under the umbrella.

With the sudden arrival of summer, the sunflowers in full bloom bloom vigorously in front of Wang Ping and Ji Zuo, full of vitality.

"...there are still flowers?" Wang Ping looked at the flower in Xiaoyu, a little embarrassed——

The conscience of heaven and earth! ! !He took out this umbrella because it was dark and simple! !

"Student." Wang Ping proved his innocence, and quickly explained, "I declare that this umbrella was bought by an assistant, and I'm really not some strange man who likes flowers..."

Ji Zuo didn't speak, he looked at the flower with dull eyes.

Ji Zuo stood blankly in the light rain, his lips were washed by the rain, it might be cold, so he was very pale.

Seeing him like this, Wang Ping felt uncomfortable, and couldn't care whether he bought the flowers; he lifted the umbrella up, pulled Ji Zou again, and dragged him directly into the umbrella.

"Don't be disgusted." Wang Ping said, "Hurry up and hide in."

It is still a bit difficult to carry two men in one umbrella.

However, Wang Ping still has a way.

Wang Ping raised his hand high, held the umbrella higher, and tilted the umbrella handle towards Ji Zou.

In this way, the light rain in winter is completely blocked out of the umbrella.

And Ji Zuo was completely contained in it.

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"Let me do it."

Wang Ping is shorter than Ji Zuo, so it is quite strenuous to hold it like this.

Ji Zou gently took the umbrella from Wang Ping's hand, and the moment he took it, the handle of the umbrella changed, turning into an umbrella that turned towards Wang Ping.

"Why..." Ji Zou looked at Wang Ping, his voice a little hoarse, "Are you here?"

"Wait for you." Wang Ping said with a smile, "I think we can go out to play after you finish your business."

Wang Ping really didn't have any other ideas.

It was a very strong desire to see Ji Zou, which pushed him to find Tang Jialin, and pushed him to this bus station.

That's all.

Ji Zuo's throat was a little choked, he suppressed his emotions, and smiled: "Okay, where are we going to play?"

"Don't ask me that." Wang Ping laughed again. He looked at a not-so-wide road behind the bus station, and patted himself on the chest, "It's all here, so just mess with me Bar."

Suddenly, Ji Zuo remembered the words Wang Ping and he said when they first met—"...you come to Class 26 and look for me, my name is Wang Ping, and I will cover you!"

Ji Zou was holding an umbrella, and because the rain was getting heavier, his umbrella tilted a little more towards Wang Ping.

"Let me introduce to you—" Wang Ping took Ji Zou onto the long street behind the station. The shops on both sides were well lit. Wang Ping pointed to this straight street, "Walk another 100 meters from this street, and that's me. Former middle school."

"It's also my old middle school." Ji walked in his heart.

The reason why Ji Zuo walks from this bus station every time he visits the grave is to borrow the light of a certain boy who once appeared in this middle school in this place, and accumulate the courage and strength to face everything.

Wang Ping spread out one hand, gestured and spoke.

On this road, Wang Ping still wanted to walk sideways with his juniors.

Wang Ping was very proud, bragging: "Do you know?"

"Huh?" Ji Zuo's eyes were gentle.

"On this road, there are many legends about your brother and me. Have you heard of the famous people on campus? I was the most legendary place in the school at that time!"

If another person listened to it, they would definitely say——you’ve blown your mind too much, you have to talk about the basic law when you’re bragging, yes, yes, yes, you’re right.

Ji Zou lowered his eyes, and all the things in it were Wang Ping - he was very clear, very very clear, what Wang Ping said was all the truth.

Wang Ping, who was running wildly with a Coke in his white shirt and messenger bag, was really the most well-known and loved boy on the street in those years.

The boy who was liked by Ji Zuo.

"This store is still there!"

The boy Ji Zuo likes suddenly jumped out of the umbrella, and ran under a greasy sign shop under the rain.

Wang Ping looked up at the signboard of "Authentic Longchang Pork Knuckle Rice" hanging high above his head, turned around, and waved to Ji Zuo in surprise:

"Hurry up! Junior! This pig's knuckle rice is absolutely amazing - my favorite food when I was a student, it's still open, you must not miss it!"

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At this point in time, the school had already started evening self-study, and the whole street fell into a temporary idle state, and everyone was lazy.

There is a bucket in the Pig's Knuckles restaurant for umbrellas. Ji Zuo glanced at the dirty bucket, retracted the hand that was about to put the umbrella, tore off a bag from the wall, put Wang Ping's umbrella in it, and squeezed it carefully. hands.

Wang Ping had already flown into the shop.

The meal time has passed, and the shop of Longchang pork knuckle rice is also empty.

The proprietress was lying on the cash register, watching a recent costume movie.

The proprietress saw someone coming in from the corner of her eye, pressed a pause, and straightened up: "Welcome, look at the dishes on the wall... yo? Wang Ping?!"

"Madam proprietress!" Wang Ping also recognized the proprietress at once, "Are you still running this shop?"

The proprietress: "...I'll give you a chance to say it again."

"Haha, I was wrong." Wang Ping immediately apologized.

"Who is so so?" At this moment, a male voice with a loud voice came from the back kitchen.

Soon, the tall and thin man poked his head out and looked outside in surprise: "Wang Ping is here?"

"Here, I'm back!" Wang Ping raised his hand to greet the boss.

"It's really you!" The boss was overjoyed, retreated into the kitchen and turned off the faucet that was washing dishes, dropped the dishes, wiped his hands and ran out.

The boss ran to the side of the proprietress, looked Wang Ping up and down, and said with a smile: "You are so handsome—hey, why are you back? Did Luo Yangwen and Zheng Junyuan pass the Chinese opera exam? Should I? I'm still on TV I saw your ad on the Internet!"

"Then you must pass the exam, okay?" Wang Ping said, "I'm almost graduating."

"I'm almost graduating!" The boss and the boss's wife were very cooperative, "It's been so long!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Ping laughed, "Miss Boss, Boss, why don't we catch up later, I'm starving to death, can I have some food first?"

"Okay." The boss said readily, "It's the same as usual, right?"

"I am." Wang Ping looked back at Ji Zou who was playing with his umbrella with his head down, pulled him over, and showed him the menu, "Stop playing with umbrellas, what does Ji Zou eat?"

"Just be the same as Wang Ping." Ji Zou didn't even look at the list.

"Wang Ping eats braised pork and pig's knuckles." The proprietress explained kindly, "You have no taboos—hey, you look familiar too? Do I know you?"

"I must know him!" Wang Ping replied instead of Ji Zou, "This is Ji Zou, my junior, the light of Chinese opera! The light of the film world! The youngest Venice actor in the world!"

As Wang Ping spoke, he raised his head proudly—his junior, the best!Young actor!

As a senior, it is an honor!

Wang Ping was triumphant with his hips on his hips, his mouth and eyes were upturned, Ji Zuo looked down at him, and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh..." The proprietress didn't expect Ji to be so big, she was a little scared, and a little embarrassed, "I don't watch movies very much, so I don't know..."

"It's because the movie I acted in is too niche." Ji Zuo explained in a deep voice, "The box office is not much."

"But..." When Ji Zuo spoke, the proprietress felt that he was familiar, and stroked her hair a little suspiciously, "I really have an impression of you..."

"That's because I saw the advertisements, and there are a lot of advertisements for my junior." Wang Ping didn't think so, glanced at the double-pin price, did a multiplication in his heart, took out his mobile phone, "Boss, you didn't increase the price much, Is WeChat Pay OK?"

"What can I do!"

The proprietress didn't care about Tang Ji and left, she pulled the WeChat payment sign at the cash register, threw it under the table, and blocked a row of QR codes that had been posted.

"Can I ask for your money?" The proprietress glared at Wang Ping, "You and your brothers used to take care of my business before, and the business has improved several times. Can I still afford to treat you to dinner?"

"That's right!" While speaking, the boss also brought out two plates of cut braised pork and pig's feet, put them on the tray, and added a large bowl of pork rib soup to Wang Pingji, "How can I charge you?" Where's the money!"

After the boss finished speaking, he pushed the prepared meal in front of the two of them, and made a gesture of chasing people: "Go, eat quickly, don't be hungry."

Although the double business seems to be due to the girls attracted by Luo Yangwen and Zheng Junyuan.

However, the brother's credit is his own credit!

Besides, Wang Ping did take care of the boss and they had a lot of business in the past, so he stopped being polite and went over to serve dinner.

As soon as Wang Ping approached, he saw the stewed pork and pig's feet piled up on top of the two meals—at least doubled, maybe even tripled.

Wang Ping proudly picked up a tray and stuffed it to Ji Zou who was behind him, and said proudly: "Did you see that everywhere you go, people invite you to eat, and double the amount of vegetables and meat—a man of the campus, I really don't deceive you."

Ji Zuo's hands sank, he looked at Wang Ping and smiled.

"Hey." The boss looked at Wang Ping's plate and said, "Go upstairs and sit and eat, so that when guests come in and ask for your autograph, the meal will not be clean."

Wang Ping and Ji Zuo followed good advice, walked upstairs, and sat down by the window in tacit agreement.

It was already dark, with light rain falling, and in the rain, the lights were small dots that rose and fell; in the distance, the school bell rang, and as the bell rang, the silence of the whole street was covered by the benches, tables and chairs in the school. The voice breaks with the speaking voice.

Leaked in some worldly hustle and bustle.

The hustle and bustle is comfortable.

Wang Ping picked up the two kinds of chopped pepper sauces on the table and asked, "Student, do you eat spicy food?"

"Eat." Ji Zuo looked at Wang Ping and said, "Don't want red chopped peppers, but green chopped peppers."

Wang Ping: "!!"

Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou in surprise, as if he had found a soulmate.

Wang Ping put down the red chopped pepper and lifted the lid of the green chopped pepper: "Yes! What's so delicious about the red chopped pepper? I lose my soul! How many spoonfuls?"

Ji Zuo still remembers that Wang Ping held up the sleeves of his white shirt and slapped the table to argue: "Isn't it edible green pepper? Isn't two and a half scoops enough to mix a bowl of rice?? If you don't know how to eat it, don't waste the ingredients. You like this Is it fair to pigs?"

Ji Zou closed his eyes and looked at Wang Ping with a smile: "Two and a half spoons."

Wang Ping was so happy that he wanted to pat the table to celebrate!

Ji Zuo understands too well! !Only people who understand this well are suitable for eating pork knuckle rice together! !

Wang Ping gave himself and Ji Zuo two and a half spoonfuls of chopped green peppers each, and lowered his head to stir the meat rice and chopped peppers. Just as he was about to eat, he heard a small breath in his ears.

He opened a can, and a steamy Coke suddenly appeared by his hand.

Wang Ping looked at the Coke, and then looked up at Ji Zou. Ji Zou was holding his schoolbag with the zipper open, and the Coke seemed to be taken out of it.

"Pig knuckle rice." Ji Zuo said slowly, "How can it not be served with Coke?"

Wang Ping opened his eyes wide in shock!

Absolutely!

My junior is really amazing!

Wang Ping didn't say anything, picked up the Coke can and walked towards Ji to pay respects, took a sip and a half of the bottle - don't say anything, the emotion is in this Coke!

Ji Zuo held the spoon and looked at Wang Ping gently in front of him.

Watch him drink Coke, watch him bow his head to eat, watch him gobble it up.

This is the first time that Ji Zuo is not in the corner, but opposite Wang Ping to eat this pig's knuckle rice with him.

The solid ice in Ji Zuo's heart was broken into pieces, turning into soft flowing water and slowly flowing away.

Ji Zou looked at Wang Ping for a while, then stretched out his spoon to Wang Ping's plate, and scooped it up very naturally.

Wang Ping paused and looked up at Ji Zou.

"Will it be different?" Ji Zuo stuffed Wang Ping's meal into his mouth.

"No way?" Wang Ping didn't doubt him, and put his own spoon into Ji Zuo's plate, stuffed it into his mouth in a similar manner, chewed and tasted, "I'll try it."

After chewing carefully, Wang Ping swallowed the rice, then raised his head and looked at Ji Zou with a smile: "Not at all! It's just as delicious!"

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Serious correction: Ji Zou's flat cub.