Don't run after school next door!

The school rankings came out soon, and Lao Jiang also organized a special class meeting for this exam.The class for the past few days is to comment on the test papers. Those who do well in the exam are encouraged to work harder, and those who do not do well in the exam are stimulated and step up to move forward.

But in the middle position, like Fang Xun, most people still stand still.Lao Jiang was in charge, interviewing each of them, and wanted to spur the students again.It's Fang Xun's turn during the big class break on Wednesday.

Lao Jiang is a very respected head teacher, he is kind and never shows off.Throughout the communication process, his attitude was cordial and natural.

Fang Xun usually doesn't skip class, and he never ignores the teacher, but he doesn't like to do homework, and he prefers to edit pictures when he gets home. One of the students who gave teachers a headache.

Lao Jiang cut to the chase: "To be honest, you are the most difficult type of students to deal with. I have been teaching for so many years and I am also most afraid of you."

Fang Xun sat up straighter and said, "Teacher Jiang—"

Lao Jiang interrupted him: "But I like to compete with difficult students."

Fang Xun looked at him. Although Lao Jiang was friendly, he was also an ambitious teacher.

Lao Jiang said with emotion: "Every classmate is different. Of course I don't worry if you are well-behaved and obedient, but I am also pleasantly surprised by the prickly prickly pear growing in the little white flower. I don't want to pull out the thorns, but I also want to know if I can let the prickly pear grow The prickly pear admires me and won't prick me?"

He spoke sincerely, Fang Xun relaxed a little, and smiled slightly.

Lao Jiang followed suit with a smile, but the expression on his face became a little sad again. He looked into Fang Xun's eyes and said, "Fang Xun, you are a child with potential. The teacher seldom communicated with you before, because he believed in your own heart. There are a lot. I know that prickly pears like you are more pursuing individuality, and the teacher has no objection. But time flies, and I will be in the third year of high school soon, and I am really afraid that you children do not have enough points in their hearts."

"I know, Mr. Jiang, you have worked hard." Fang Xun said.

Lao Jiang waved his hand: "You are smart, and you know that what the teacher wants to hear most is not these words. I just want you to ask yourself, do you have that number in your heart?"

The air was quiet for a few seconds, Fang Xun looked at him and said softly, "Yes."

"Okay!" Lao Jiang followed up his words.

His voice suddenly raised, and he said to him: "If you say you have it, I will believe you."

After speaking, Lao Jiang added a heartfelt thought: "The teacher doesn't want to be a villain with a pointer. Which person's life is not managed by himself? After teaching for so many years, how to distinguish the boundaries between guidance and interference? This task has made me tread on thin ice until now. Fang Xun, the teacher believes in your own vision, and you must also be responsible for yourself."

Fang Xun stood up unconsciously, he was a little intimidated by Lao Jiang's eyes.

He has always respected his teachers, and has been taught to respect teachers since he was a child.Although the general teacher-student relationship is closer to a top-down model, Lao Jiang behaved like this as a companion who fought side by side.

Such high expectations and words of complete trust made Fang Xun feel that he was respected and had an equal relationship with the teacher.

He sighed silently in his heart, and bowed to Lao Jiang: "Understood, thank you Teacher Jiang."

He has always been unaccustomed to talking with elders, because the elders sometimes unintentionally reveal a sense of oppression, a sense of superiority from age and experience, and Fang Xun is at a loss for that strange pattern.

Because of their age advantage, they have the status of elders in front of another person, and they also consciously or subconsciously emphasize their own identities, calling themselves "mother", "teacher" and so on.

Sometimes they communicate with you with their "identity", the feeling of superiority is enough to make people unhappy, and the reversal of "identity" will make people even more tired.

Like his mother, always saying "Mom" to help you, talking to him as a mother, wanting to have authority in front of her children, but unknowingly flattering him.

Fang Xun didn't feel how unique and honorable he was in the family, he was just a member of the family.He hates the way people look at him, especially when he's not doing anything.

On Saturday, Fang Xun wrote the script at home, and there was a video shooting the next day, and he had to learn some new shooting skills.Halfway through, Fang Xuan came to tell him that he was going out to play with his classmates, so he turned off the computer and sent her out.

Fang Xuan wore his favorite little skirt today, and the skirt was slightly puffed up by his daily bracing. It was very cute, and he was very excited by telling him how good his new friends were along the way.

Fang Xun was worried and unwilling to dampen her enthusiasm, so he just listened carefully.He was relieved when he arrived at the place they agreed upon and saw that the other party was a harmless-looking little girl.

He bought a box of ice cream for each of the two girls, and he told Fang Xuan to call him when he got home, and then left by himself.

Ma Wei watched Fang Xun walk away, pulled Fang Xuan's arm, and said enviously, "Your brother is so handsome."

Fang Xuan was very happy: "Yes! The most handsome person I've ever seen is my brother."

"But he's so strict with you? You still need to investigate the target when you come out to play." Ma Wei curled her lips.

"No," Fang Xuan said quickly, afraid that she would be upset, "My brother is just worried about me. I told him how wonderful you are, so he didn't mean anything else."

Ma Wei laughed and pinched her face: "I know, after all you are too simple."

But now you can play with your friends to your heart's content.Fang Xuan smiled brightly: "Where are we going? The ice cream is almost finished."

"Hmm..." Ma Wei pretended to be thinking, and said, "Let's go to the game hall to play."

"I haven't been to the game hall yet. What's there to play? I'm so curious." Fang Xuan's eyes lit up.

"A lot of games. Dance machines, shooting games, shooting games, racing games and so on. Didn't your brother take you to play?"

"No, maybe my brother hasn't been there either." Fang Xuan became more excited, "When I learn how to play, I will bring my brother with me next time!"

Ma Wei looked at her scheming face, and there was a bit of sarcasm in her eyes, but she quickly smiled again, and took her arm; "Let's go."

The temperature rose this day, and it was extremely hot. Lin Zan went out with a few classmates to hang out, and was uncomfortably exposed to the sun. He went to a shopping mall to find a cold drink shop to buy something to drink.

Several people stood at the queue waiting for drinks, complaining about the horrible weather: "I don't know why, am I sure it's starting to get hot? I just bought a few sweaters and haven't worn them yet."

Lin Zan is keen on all kinds of styles. The army green loose shirt and black overalls he is wearing today looks like a cool guy. He asked puzzledly, "Why do you buy so many pieces of the same type of clothes?"

The boy who was talking to him was wearing a white sweater, maintaining the dignity of a sweater party, and said emotionally: "A man who wears a sweater every day has a firm heart! The sweater represents tolerance, casualness, freedom, and symbolizes A good quality of a handsome guy who pays attention to his appearance without embellishing it too much."

Everyone laughed.Lin Zan took the finished iced drink from the waiter and handed it to him, smiling at him and saying, "You just don't want to match it."

"Think about it carefully, aren't all the handsome guys who like to wear sweaters around you?" The boy said unconvinced.

Lin Zan thought for a long time and only thought of Fang Xun. This man is indeed handsome, and he always wears a sweater every time he sees him.

"How?" The boy asked him triumphantly, "Are you powerless to refute?"

"Okay." Lin Zan reluctantly admitted.They are all students, and everyone usually wears school uniforms. For a while, he couldn't find too many people who like to wear sweaters as examples.

"Is the one opposite the game hall we went to play last time?" A boy next to him asked aloud.

Lin Zan glanced: "Yes."

"Let's go, I'm going to break your record last time." The boy in the sweater was immediately excited and dragged everyone there.

One of them is particularly good at shooting. He has already set the highest record for shooting machines here. Several of them are eager to try and challenge his achievements.

Lin Zan didn't like to play games, and today he was called out just because he had nothing to do. He didn't have any objections, and walked in with them.

There are only two shooting machines here, and a few other people excitedly took their positions first, and he was playing with his mobile phone beside him, too lazy to find other machines to play with.

After watching the screen for 10 minutes, he raised his head to move his eyes, and walked around the game hall bored.

Lin Zan was stunned for a moment when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. The person in the green dress standing in front of the dancing machine seemed to be Fang Xuan.

Standing next to her was a boy, well-dressed, with colorful hair and exaggerated earrings, who was leaning against her and talking to her, in a flirtatious pose.

Lin Zan hesitated for a few seconds, then walked a little closer.He thought of what Fang Xun said before and asked him to help pay attention to whether Fang Xuan was being bullied at school.What about outside the school?

Fang Xuan was talking to that person, and the atmosphere was probably considered harmonious.But Lin Zan observed the boy's expression and felt uncomfortable for some reason.

But he didn't know what Fang Xuan had to do with him.Are you a friend?But it seems that friends don't show that kind of eyes, that kind of disgusting eyes.

Lin Zan thought for a while, took a brochure from the transparent shelf next to it, and moved closer to it with his face half covered.He leaned on a pillar beside him, pretending to read a brochure, his conversation could be heard here.

"Can't you play billiards? Billiards is very interesting." The boy deliberately lowered his voice, and the other party said, "I can teach you, little idiot."

Lin Zan suddenly felt a chill.Immediately, the image of the greasy male supporting role in the TV series holding the girl's waist and teaching her how to play billiards came to mind.

He was getting more and more uncomfortable.

Fang Xuan said, "But there is no pool table here."

"Stupid stupid." The boy continued teasing Fang Xuan pretentiously, "Let's go to the special billiards room. Let's go, it's fun."

"But," Fang Xuan looked at Ma Wei who was having fun on the dancing machine, "Wei Wei is still playing here."

"What is this?" the boy said, "I know Ma Wei so well, if you have her phone number, just ask her to come and find us later."

Fang Xuan looked hesitant.She didn't really want to go, but she managed to make friends. Just now Ma Wei introduced to her that he was a good friend of hers, but she was afraid that the rejection would make the other party unhappy.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the boy said to Ma Wei on the dancing machine, "Hey, Ma Wei. I'll take Xiaoxuan to play billiards. Come find us later."

Lin Zan clearly saw that Ma Wei, who was having fun on the dancing machine, exchanged a very unpleasant look with this boy.

Ma Wei said to Fang Xuan with a smile: "Xiao Xuan, hurry up, he's really good at billiards, I'll come later."

Fang Xuan pondered for a long time, and the boy lowered his voice again: "Let's go, Xiao Xuan, I am such a gentle person, what are you afraid of?"

Lin Zan suddenly raised his head from behind the brochure. He really couldn't accept this disgusting conversation, so he threw the brochure on the table next to him.

The boy was about to pull Fang Xuan's hand, but a man suddenly stepped in, standing between him and Fang Xuan.

"Hey, you're sick!" Cai Mao immediately glared at him, completely different from the way he was coaxing a girl, "Can you walk?"

Lin Zan was not good at quarreling with people, and he didn't like to attract people's attention in public, so he just pulled Fang Xuan's sleeve to separate her from this man.

Fang Xuan was a little surprised: "Senior Lin Zan?"

"You know him?" The boy immediately looked at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan didn't understand what was going on, and looked at Lin Zan in bewilderment.

Lin Zan secretly took a deep breath, this man is probably a gangster, he would definitely suffer if there is a dispute, this matter cannot be brought out in the open, so he made an excuse, and the other party chose to say: "Something happened to your brother. "

As soon as Fang Xuan heard that something was wrong with his brother, Fang Xuan immediately became anxious: "What, what's wrong with my brother?"

She was so anxious that her legs were a little weak, her face suddenly turned pale, and she shook Lin Zan's arm in a panic: "What's wrong with my brother!"

Lin Zan was just looking for an excuse to take her away, but Fang Xuan's reaction was so strong that he felt a bit stuck.His ears were a little red, and he said with difficulty: "Come with me, I'll tell you on the way."

After all, Cai Mao is a gangster, vaguely aware of something wrong, stopped Lin Zan, and said in a sharp tone, "Wait, where are you taking Xiaoxuan? If you can't speak clearly, you will take him away. Do you think I am a fool? "

Fang Xuan also looked at Lin Zan with nervous eyes.

Lin Zan knew that he couldn't show his timidity, so he pretended to be calm and said to Cai Mao: "Why should I tell you, what does Xiaoxuan's brother's private affairs have to do with you, a stranger?"

Cai Mao curled up one corner of his lips angrily: "Are you fucking playing Tai Chi with me? Are you going to take Xiaoxuan with you? Xiaoxuan just calls you senior. What do you have to do with his brother?" It's bluffing here!"

As soon as he spoke, the people next to him, who seemed to be his younger brothers, all came closer and stared at Lin Zan.

Knowing that fighting with this kind of street gangster would not lead to good results, Lin Zan's scalp was numb. He had no experience in dealing with such people.

Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, Cai Mao snorted and said, "You idiot, tell me, what is your relationship with Fang Xuan's brother?"

Immediately, Lin Zan took out his mobile phone, clicked on the photo album and found a photo, put the screen in front of him, and said loudly, "This kind of relationship!"

That was the weird "group photo" of them that Fang Xun took before.Although the screen of the old phone was broken when he lost his temper, he transferred all the data after changing to a new phone.The photo was not deleted either.

Fang Xuan was shocked when he saw it: "It's my brother!"

Cai Mao stared at the screen for a long time, his expression gradually became complicated, and he spit out in disgust and shock: "You fucking..."

Lin Zan was afraid that he would see something, so he hurriedly said: "The background is my sofa, he is leaning against me, and even when I fall asleep, he will come over to take a photo with me. You should understand what is the relationship!"

He took back the phone deliberately and arrogantly, and then grabbed Fang Xuan and walked out quickly: "Hurry up, your brother is in a hurry."

Fang Xuan was so full of thoughts about his brother's accident that he was about to burst into tears. He ran fast with him and completely forgot to say goodbye to Ma Wei.

Lin Zan led her to run all the way outside the shopping mall before stopping, panting and said, "It's ok."

He rested for a few seconds, saw Fang Xuan's expression changed, and then explained: "Don't worry, your brother is fine, he will be here soon."

Fang Xuan was completely unaware of the undercurrent surging in this short period of time, with tears still in his eyes, he tilted his head and asked, "Huh?"

Lin Zan sighed. She probably didn't realize Caimao's evil intentions, and she explained it strangely, so she simply said, "Trust me, he's fine. Your brother will come to pick you up later, when he comes I'll tell you what's going on slowly."

After calming her down, Lin Zan told Fang Xun the situation concisely on WeChat, and then sent the address to him to pick up Fang Xuan.

Fang Xun replied quickly.

Lin Zan breathed a sigh of relief, but his face became hot when he thought of the scene just now, and he touched his ears guiltyly.Ah, how could he think of such a speechless excuse.

The author has something to say:

Although I wrote it myself, when I wrote the lines of Cai Mao (too lazy to name it), I was so embarrassed that I picked out three rooms and one living room with my toes.Ah, the colored hair is too oily!Spare, spat!