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The suit of the crazy primitive man is probably not the main feature, Gu Fei took a few pictures and asked Jiang Cheng to change the clothes.

He found all the wooden buttons that were scattered by Jiang Cheng in the back room, and put them back on the table.

After thinking about it, he rubbed his arm again, the slap on his arm was really not light, it felt like it would be blue at least, he sighed, it had been a long time since he was beaten to leave marks on his body, and it was only half a semester that Jiang Cheng took a bite and chased him with a slingshot.

But...he stretched himself, and now he is in a good mood.

Li Yan and Ding Zhuxin are the only people around him who know the details of the family affairs. He doesn't want to mention this past incident to others, it will make him feel very uncomfortable, and he is not used to accepting sympathy and comfort from others.

But now that he told Jiang Cheng, he suddenly felt very relaxed.

I don't know if he saw Jiang Cheng's secret exchange, or if he just wanted to talk to someone.

Jiang Cheng didn't show obvious sympathy, and the consolation was messy, but it made people feel quite comfortable.

He wasn't teasing Jiang Cheng, he was indeed depressed at the beginning, and later he really couldn't help laughing after hearing Jiang Cheng's so-called comfort.

"What is this?" Jiang Cheng changed his clothes and came in.

"I feel like you have to ask this question once for every outfit." Gu Fei said with a smile.

"Does Ding Zhuxin have his own brand? Isn't the brand just called 'What'?" Jiang Cheng stretched his arms to show off the clothes on his body, "What should this feel like?"

This set of clothes is still made of rough linen, and the trousers are loose trousers, but the whole trousers have countless slits cut vertically, long and short, and the legs can be seen through the large and small slits when walking.

The upper body is a normal top, but the long sleeves have been cut off, and the two sleeves fit over the arms like a long glove.

"It's pretty good." Gu Fei raised the camera and looked through the lens, "This set can give a very stubborn feeling."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng turned and walked towards the set, "Tell me about this stubborn state."

It was only after Jiang Cheng turned around that Gu Fei noticed that there were several long slits on the back of the clothes, and the strong erector spinae could be clearly seen when moving... Gu Fei cleared his throat.

Just after talking about such a tragic life experience, I turned my head and reacted to other people's backs. It really is spring and the boy is going to be in heat.

Gu Fei turned around and put on the camcorder, pulled his pants, he was wearing thick sweatpants today, he shouldn't be able to tell, he didn't want to go to the toilet to meditate all the time.

The erector spinae is what is usually referred to as the tenderloin.

He raised the camera, and when he thought about it, he lost all sense of beauty.

"Raise your arms," ​​Gu Fei said after taking two pictures while standing with hands down. "Both arms are raised...not in a surrender position, like covering the sun..."

"Never cover the sun," Jiang Cheng raised his right arm, covering his forehead, "You can just say the posture of wiping sweat."

"Well, the other arm should be lowered a little bit, just raise and lower to expose the eyes," Gu Fei said, "Okay, you don't move, I'll find the angle."

Jiang Cheng froze: "Do you want a stubborn look?"

"Just the look in your eyes when you just hit me with the slingshot is fine," Gu Fei adjusted the distance, Jiang Cheng's eyes always had an aura of disdain, and when they stand out like this, they are very imposing, stubborn... no, but they are quite hooked Man, he cleared his throat again, bent over a little, and pressed the shutter, "Very good."

"Is it over?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"Lower, I'll take another full-body photo with only the mouth." Gu Fei said.

"Yes." Jiang Cheng continued to raise his arms.

Gu Fei took a few steps back and pressed the shutter: "Turn around again, turn around and look sideways, no need to move."

Jiang Cheng did as he did.

After filming, he went out to change clothes, Gu Fei pulled his pants, the tenderloin, the tenderloin, the tenderloin...

The number of clothes today is similar to yesterday's, but because I have become more proficient, even if there is a delay in the middle of beating people and exchanging secrets, the shooting is still earlier than yesterday.

Gu Fei took him to a nearby delicious shop with a small steamed bun and ate a bowl of ramen.

When he was heading back after eating the noodles, Gu Fei still didn't forget to confess: "Remember to write the review for me."

"No." Jiang Cheng looked at the back of his head, "When did I promise to write for you?"

"You don't need to write too long. It takes too long to read and read," Gu Fei said. "You probably don't have the experience of giving self-criticism to the whole school, do you?"

"...No," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I also don't have the experience of cleaning toilets for a week."

"You can do whatever you want, the toilets are usually cleaned by cleaners," Gu Fei said, "Do you know how to sweep the floor?"

"Do you think I'm a down-and-out young master thrown out by some rich family?" Jiang Cheng said helplessly, "My family... my adoptive parents' family is a working family with better conditions, and I have three children. Nanny?"

"Is there still contact now?" Gu Fei asked.

"No." Jiang Cheng frowned, "I haven't contacted you since I sent all my things back last time. Is there anything I can contact you to talk about how miserable I am in this crappy place."

"Are you having a hard time?" Gu Fei smiled.

"Actually... it's okay. At first I thought I couldn't stay for a second longer. I could fight Li Baoguo if I stayed for a second longer. But there's nothing I can do about it. Now I'm getting used to it, anyway. No one cares about me, it's almost like living alone," Jiang Cheng looked out of the car window, "I'm lucky to know you."

Gu Fei tilted his head.

"Uh, I know you all, you, Gu Miao, Jiu Ri..." Jiang Cheng hurriedly added, "Old Xu is also pretty good, and Lao Lu..."

Gu Fei laughed and said after a while: "I never thought that one day I would meet someone like you. You are different from my friends and classmates."

"Really?" Jiang Cheng thought for a while, "Because I'm more handsome than you?"

"I was born here and grew up here." Gu Fei raised an arm and drew a circle around it, "I never left here before high school, not to mention traveling, my relatives are all here, even going out for a walk Relatives have no chance."

"Have you never been out of this city before high school?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. To be honest, he wasn't too surprised to say that Wang Xu and Zhou Jing had never been out of the city, but Gu Fei's aura didn't seem like he had been surrounded by this city since he was a child. People who break the ground.

"Well, I skipped classes a few times after high school and went out to have fun," Gu Fei said, "I didn't go too far, I didn't have enough money, and the time couldn't be too long, mainly to take some photos... Oh, and I went to a star station once." Dad, I don’t even know how to order something when I go in.”

Jiang Cheng laughed, and laughed for a long time before he patted his leg: "Hey, I've actually never been to Papa Xing, do you know how to order something now?"

"Understood." Gu Fei smiled and looked back, "If there is a chance to go, I will teach you."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded solemnly.

The two had a good time, and it took a while for Jiang Cheng to regain his composure: "Have you thought about leaving here?"

"Thought about it," Gu Fei said, "Why didn't I think about it."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded, and the faint disappointment in Gu Fei's tone made him a little uncomfortable.

"Let's see if there is a chance in the future," Gu Fei said. "When Gu Miao grows up, she is very stubborn now and cannot accept changes. I often can't understand her. You give her new clothes, new hats, She will be happy, but if you change her a new quilt cover, she will be angry and cut it all to pieces. The skateboard won’t move, so she almost falls asleep with her in her arms. Smash it, smash it... I don't know what she can accept, what she can't accept, you see, she has known Li Yan and the others for a long time, and she doesn't like it very much, but she likes you so much after meeting you..."

"So you didn't believe me at all when I told you that your sister was with me, did you?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Well, she won't stay with strangers," Gu Fei said with a smile, "Actually, she has a fixed route for skateboarding and is very stubborn. Even if she goes to the train station, she won't get lost. She knows how to get back from there. "You acted like a liar back then."

"I thought you were crazy at the time." Jiang Cheng also laughed, thinking about it and feeling Gu Fei's helplessness, "Can she be cured like this?"

"It's hard to make big changes," Gu Fei said. "It can only be done slowly. It may take several years to make a little progress. You can see how good she is at skateboarding, but she can't do double-digit addition and subtraction." Understand, anything under ten is wrong sometimes."

"Hey," Jiang Cheng touched a cigarette and lit it, "I really like her, I don't think she's weird at all, she's very handsome."

"Is it more handsome than me?" Gu Fei asked.

"Have some face, compare yourself with your own sister," Jiang Cheng laughed, "How can there be someone like you."

"Can't it be compared? I always thought I was handsome." Gu Fei said seriously.

"Yes, yes, you are fancy handsome," Jiang Cheng put his thumb up and shook it beside him, "You are the most handsome."

"Thank you." Gu Fei said.

"No..." Jiang Cheng bit the last two words.

When he returned to Li Baoguo's country, it was still empty, but Jiang Cheng thought it was good, and he didn't want to stay with Li Baoguo alone. Although it wasn't embarrassing, it was uncomfortable.

He thought of that woman today, his own mother, he didn't even have time to ask her name, and she didn't give him a chance to ask.

I don't know if she will go to the school to block it again, Jiang Cheng feels a little scared when he thinks of it here, and wants to jump over the wall tomorrow without going through the door.

He entered his room, closed the door, sat down at the desk, and began to write today's homework.

The homework in No. [-] Middle School was quite small, and it didn't take much time. Jiang Cheng sometimes felt that the teacher's assignment of homework was not scientific, and many of the key points mentioned in class were not included in the homework.

After he finished his homework, he sent a message to Pan Zhi, asking him to take photos of all the materials used this semester and send them to him, planning to buy them accordingly.

-I'll send it to you directly. Grandpa, don't you have to get the highest score in the whole school in the No. [-] Middle School this time?

-should be no problem

- As expected of my grandfather, I like the confidence

Jiang Cheng actually didn't really care about the score and the ranking. What he cared about was how much he could really write, and how much he really understood. After that, he got the score. Of course, the higher the better. This kind of title has been spread, and some people even use it to ridicule him, and a high score can make all these people shut up.

Jiang Cheng put away his homework and began to prepare for review.

He opened the book, looked at the notes and said in a low voice: "Now Xueba Jiang Cheng is going to start reviewing from English. He has always planned his review...starting with the best subject, it is easy to establish a kind of 'everything is under control'. Mental state... well, now let's keep quiet and see what's in his brainwaves..."

He kept reading at night until Jiang Cheng went to bed, but when he woke up the next day he was in good spirits. Maybe it was a long time since he had read quietly like this, as if he had returned to his accustomed rhythm of life.

When he reached the intersection, he took a look at Gu Fei's house, but he didn't see Gu Fei. According to the time when Gu Fei went to school, he should not even get out of bed at this moment.

His own mother didn't block him at the school gate, which made Jiang Cheng feel relieved, but he still thought about finding time to ask Li Baoguo, he had to solve this matter, and he was prone to hair loss because he was worried every day.

He is too handsome to be bald.

Gu Fei was late for one class, and it took 10 minutes for the second math class before he wandered into the classroom from behind. Jiang Cheng was listening to the class and writing a review at the same time.

When Gu Fei sat down beside him, he glanced at Gu Fei and suddenly felt an inexplicable...intimacy between the two of them.

Maybe it's because they have more contacts than others, maybe they know more secrets than others, maybe it's the feeling of "it was an accident but lucky to meet you" that they all had yesterday...

"This afternoon's game might be a bit difficult," Gu Fei said in a low voice, "I just saw foreign players outside, from Class 7."

"Are you really looking for foreign aid?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, "It's really shameless."

"There are probably two of them. I played with them before. My hands are bad. Be careful in the afternoon," Gu Fei said.

"Well, the referee doesn't care?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the match is exciting." Gu Fei said.

"Then we..." Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by the teacher on the podium.

"Jiang Cheng, you had a lively chat, come up and do this question." The teacher looked at him with a displeased face.

The math teacher often asks people to go up to do the questions, so everyone in the math class is more restrained. After all, no one wants to go up and stand stupidly with a piece of chalk for a few minutes and be scolded.

Jiang Cheng stood up, and slowly walked towards the podium while looking at the questions on the blackboard.

Gu Fei glanced at his desk, the book hadn't been opened, only a page of unfinished self-criticism was placed on the table.

Is it time to show off your mastery skills?

Jiang Cheng went up to the podium, took a piece of chalk, broke it on the podium, and then stayed there to continue reading the questions.

"Why, do you want to take a Chinese class? Can't understand the question?" The teacher said, crossing his arms.

"The last session was Chinese class." Jiang Cheng said.

There was a low laugh in the class.

When the teacher was about to get angry, Jiang Cheng began to answer questions on the blackboard.

From the point of view of a scumbag like Gu Fei, he didn't know what the question was about or what he was going to do. Just watched Jiang Cheng write while typing a draft on the blackboard next to him, and answered the question in a short while. When it was over, I finally wiped the draft carefully before turning around and leaving the podium.

Jiang Cheng's chalk writing was very ugly, even uglier than the pen writing. At first glance, it looked like adopted writing, but it could be seen from the teacher's expression that he answered the questions perfectly.

"It's time for you to practice your word," said the teacher.

"...This has already been practiced." Jiang Cheng said.

The whole class suddenly burst into laughter. The teacher was stunned for a long time before knocking on the podium: "Quiet! Everyone is so excited that they all want to come up and do the questions?"

"I thought you kept writing self-criticisms and couldn't do it." Gu Fei lowered his head and took out his phone, and clicked on Eliminate Mentally Retarded Love.

"I've been playing mentally handicapped games and I can still write." Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei smiled for a while: "This face is no smaller than mine."

Originally, I was thinking of going to play ball as soon as school was over to warm up for the afternoon, but the dean blocked the door.

Everyone has to clean the toilet first.

If the circumstances are not so serious, clean up some of the faculty toilets. If the circumstances are serious, such as Jiang Cheng and Qiao Cao, you have to clean the student toilets where the door is wrong to breathe.

Jiang Cheng usually suffocates when he comes to the toilet, so he urinates quickly, so today he has experienced the smell of this toilet.

Everyone goes to the toilet so casually, and they usually take pride in their ability to urinate steadily and relentlessly. I don't know why as soon as they go to the school toilet, someone always pees outside the urinal.

Jiang Cheng took a mop out from the toilet door where the cleaning supplies were placed, and Yu Cao immediately snatched the other mop into his hands, and the subordinates who went in again could only get rags.

Jiang Cheng couldn't bear to look at the sad expression on his face when he was holding the rag.

Mopping the floor was relatively easy. After all, without direct contact with hands, Jiang Cheng and Qiancao started mopping the floor alone. Originally, due to the virtue of Qiancao at this time, they should have a verbal fight, but at this moment, they could barely breathe. cruel...

There were a few students in the toilet, and those who saw them mopping the floor and the wall were shocked at first, and then started laughing.

"What are you laughing at!" The dean stood at the door, "If you think it's fun, you can go and replace them! Or just fight here, and I'll find you a mop."

Jiang Cheng also mopped the floor at home, slowly mopping a few times to play with his mobile phone, and now it was the first time in his life that he mopped the floor with such devotion and speed.

When I dragged to the door of the innermost toilet, the door opened.

He was about to remove the mop when the person inside stepped on the mop.

Jiang Cheng straightened up and glanced at this person.

do not know.

"What a coincidence," the man looked at him with a smirk on his face. "The strength of your hands is practiced dragging the toilet? I didn't expect that."

Jiang Cheng tugged at the mop. The kid stepped on it very hard, but he couldn't pull it out after a few random tugs. He looked at the man's feet: "Move the hooves."

"Do you think you're awesome?" The man continued with a disgusting smile.

Jiang Cheng didn't want to talk in this environment, so he held on to the mop without making a sound, and just looked at him.

"In No. [-] Middle School, I want to talk about basketball," the man pointed to his face, "It's not your turn."

Jiang Cheng has always felt that sometimes he is quite a second grader. Although he enjoys it and doesn't want to change, but today, in this toilet, looking at the man in front of him who came out of the last space in the toilet, he has a brand new understanding. ——There are also [-]% of the middle school.

"I usually just say it directly, I don't take the basketball." Jiang Cheng said, enduring the matter of the man pointing at him.

"Do you think you are very humorous?" The man was obviously upset, and poked his shoulder with his finger again, "Stupid."

This poke happened to poke on Jiang Cheng's switch.

He raised his hand, grabbed the mop handle and yanked it violently, pulling the mop out from the kid's feet.

The man immediately leaned back, staggered back a few steps, supported the wall so as not to fall into the squatting pit, and immediately rushed forward with a face of anger after recovering: "Fuck you..."

"Don't keep messing around." Jiang Cheng pointed the mop stick forward and pressed it against the man's throat, forcing him to stop abruptly.

How humid the spring is, why all of them look like they are holding a cannonball.

Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly, grabbed his collar, and suppressed his voice so as not to be heard by the dean standing outside: "You're from class 7? You want to talk with the ball, right? I'll wait for you to come and talk to me this afternoon. .”

After letting go of his hand, the man still wanted to move, so Jiang Cheng immediately yelled towards the door: "Director! I'm done procrastinating, can I go!"

"Let me check!" The dean walked in.

The man had no choice but to stare at him, pulled his clothes and turned around to go out.

After coming out of the toilet, Wang Xu and Gu Fei were waiting outside.

As soon as he came out, Wang Xu greeted him: "Did you run into Hu Jian just now?"

"Hu Jian?" Jiang Cheng almost wanted to remind Wang Xu that he was from Fujian, but he was taken aback before realizing that the boy's name was Hu Jian, "Well, what's wrong?"

"When he first came out, he was very popular," Wang Xu said, "There will be a good show this afternoon."

"It's okay," Jiang Cheng said, "No matter how good a show is, it's better to win one."

"That's a good point!" Wang Xu gave him a thumbs up, "Let's go, go to the technical school next door to practice in secret. I've agreed with my friends over there to save the field for us."

A group of people left the school gate, discussing while walking.

Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei walked side by side at the end, silently listening to Wang Xu excitedly talking about tactics.

There is no tacit understanding in silence, Jiang Cheng felt that his thinking was a bit magical.

"You can't man-to-man this afternoon," Wang Xu said, "They have foreign aid, at least one, maybe two..."

"It's okay not to mark people, but you have to keep your eyes on us," Gu Fei said. "Class 7 is not as good as Class 5. Even with foreign aid, we may not be able to cooperate together. After all, we have practiced together for so long..."

"That's right! Our cooperation is very good now," Wang Xu waved his hand, "Then what will we do this afternoon?"

"Do your best to protect Brother Cheng and me to score goals." Gu Fei said.

After saying this, everyone fell silent and turned their heads to look at Gu Fei.

Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"Me and..." Gu Fei cleared his throat and pointed at Jiang Cheng, "He."