SAYE

Jiang Cheng hugged his arms and stretched his legs, which made him a little unhappy.

The few players who played on the court before were not very good. If he was wearing sneakers, it would not be a big problem to play two-on-five with Pan Zhi. Superiority.

Now that Gu Fei and his two friends are on stage, the whole atmosphere has changed.

Because Gu Fei played... very well.This is going to be their original school, which is definitely the kind that enjoys the screams of many girls in the high school league in the city. The player who played with him is not a good bird. The level of "Yes Bird" is also very good. The hooligans on the chairs in the store cooperated beautifully, making the two on their side a bit redundant.

So such a ball didn't look so superior to Jiang Cheng.

He didn't have any particular dislike for Gu Fei, but he definitely didn't like it either. At this time, he thought hey, this guy beat him well, and at the same time, he forcibly corrected him. It's not bad, it's just a cool air...

"This guy is a good player," Pan Zhi said without a clue, "How do you know each other?"

"It turns out that our team is just average," Jiang Cheng said.

"Hey, you're from the basketball team?" Before Pan Zhi could speak, Li Yan next to him spoke provocatively, "Why don't you let the one on the other side come down?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at him: "No."

"No?" Li Yan was stunned for a moment, probably thinking that he would gladly accept the challenge, but he didn't expect that he would refuse, "Why?"

"Guess." Jiang Cheng stood up and walked towards the entrance of the gymnasium.

Pan Zhi stretched his waist and followed, leaving a few confused people behind.

"You nameless fire," Pan Zhi shrank his neck after leaving the gymnasium, "Have you any grudge against that kid?"

"I've just been here for the third day." Jiang Cheng said.

"That's right, the time is too short, and there's no time to tie the knot with anyone," Pan Zhi sighed, "Anyway, whoever you find dislikes now."

"You're fine." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.

Pan Zhi laughed: "Hey, really, how did that person meet? A sophomore in high school?"

"...Neighbor." Jiang Cheng said.

"On the same floor as you?" Pan Zhi asked.

"The street next to it." Jiang Cheng replied simply.

"Ah." Pan Zhi responded.

In fact, he felt that Pan Zhi might not be able to react to this concept at once. They all grew up in a closed community. There are two types of neighbors, one in the same building and one in the same community. acquaintance at a glance.

On the next street, they have never had much contact with such neighbors.

Jiang Cheng sighed lightly, and had the illusion that he was actually here to participate in Metamorphosis.

"Is there a mountain? Let's go see the snow." Pan Zhi slapped his hands.

"Climbing a mountain in such a cold day? Aren't you afraid that your brain will freeze, you can't move it at all," Jiang Cheng said, "Have you never seen snow?"

"It's snowier than our place." Pan Zhi put his arm on his shoulders, "Cheng'er, I'll take you to get some fresh air, why don't we just change the place, what's the big deal, just change the parents Well, what's the matter... This one is a bit big, let me think about how to say it..."

"Okay, let's go climb the mountain." Jiang Cheng was amused by him, and waved his arm, "It's no fucking big deal."

After playing a game, Gu Fei felt warm on his body, and the feeling of being unable to wake up for the past two days finally disappeared. He put on his coat, looked back at the field, and his eyes were filled with tears because he finally decided to leave. Man full of joy: "Thanks."

"No more fights?" Someone asked out of habit.

"Would you like another round?" Gu Fei said.

Several people were silent, with embarrassment on their faces.

Gu Fei laughed and pulled the zipper: "Let's go."

After walking out of the stadium, Liu Fan skipped a few times: "It's boring, I said go to the sports center to rent a place to play, you must come to your school."

"How energetic do you want to be." Gu Fei said.

"Playing with high school students has a fart meaning." Liu Fan said.

"You are only two years away from being a high school student." Li Yan gave him a sideways look.

Gu Fei raised his middle finger and pointed it in front of Liu Fan: "You won me one-on-one, so you can say whatever you want."

Several people were happy.

"Fuck," Liu Fan patted his hand away, "Go eat something, I'm hungry."

"I'm not going," Gu Fei looked at his phone, "I'm going home."

"Back to the store?" Li Yan asked, "Isn't your mother in the store today?"

"I took Er Miao to the medical examination. I went to get the form before and made an appointment today," Gu Fei said. "It will take a long time for her to coax her to go to the hospital."

"Let's go play in the evening." Liu Fan said.

"Let's talk," Gu Fei took out the car keys, "I'm leaving."

"Don't you always leave as soon as you say," Li Yan said, "I'm not used to being so enthusiastic today."

"You owe it." Gu Fei turned and left.

Life is boring, so it passes very slowly, but if there is such a little energy, it will rush like a waterfall and cannot be stopped.

The relaxation and joy brought by Pan Zhi quickly slipped away.

"You really don't want to take that pile of food?" Jiang Cheng stood in the waiting hall and looked at the scrolling information.

"I said take it, will you bring it to the hotel now?" Pan Zhi said.

"Don't take it seriously, I'm just looking for something to say." Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"The food was brought here for you. I'm afraid you won't be able to find a place to buy it for a while." Pan Zhi sighed, "Tell me, will you go back on May Day, or will I come over again?"

"I won't go back," Jiang Cheng said, "I said I won't go back again."

"I don't know anything about you," Pan Zhi said, "Then I'll come over and bring the gangsters in class to play together, how about it?"

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall, "I can't even talk about how familiar we are. We haven't seen each other for a few months, and no one may want to come here. This is not a tourist attraction."

"Well, we'll discuss it then." Pan Zhi nodded.

The two of them were silent for a while, Pan Zhi who had been sitting all of a sudden stood up, staring at Jiang Cheng face to face.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Cheng was taken aback by him, and pointed at him, "Stop talking! I'll slap you."

"Hug." Pan Zhi opened his arms.

"Fuck." Jiang Cheng was a little speechless, and hugged him with open arms.

"Don't forget me," Pan Zhi said, "I'm serious."

Jiang Cheng sighed lightly: "I will not forget to come to see me on May Day."

Pan Zhi laughed: "Okay."

In the few days before school started, Li Baoguo cooked a meal, and he was not at home during the rest of the meal time.

At first, Jiang Cheng wanted to try to cook some noodles by himself, but when he entered the kitchen and saw a pile of pots and pans thrown around in a mess and various seasoning bottles covered with a layer of grease, he lost all mood immediately.

In the past few days, he ate all the restaurants that he was interested in looking at the names within a radius of one kilometer in the ordering software, and finally ate until the start of school.

The first day his new homeroom teacher called, Jiang Cheng was a little surprised.

"Your father's phone calls have not been answered." The head teacher said.

This was not too surprising, his ears were not good, and he was always at the poker table. Jiang Cheng passed by the house where Li Baoguo played poker a few times, and every time he could hear the noise from downstairs.

The homeroom teacher was surnamed Xu, and he sounded like an uncle, very enthusiastic, which eased Jiang Cheng's uneasiness in the new environment a little.

It started to snow early in the morning on the day when I went to report to school. Indeed, as Pan Zhi said, I had never seen such a heavy snow before.

Pretty cool.

When he entered the school gate, he paid attention to the students around him. He felt that they all looked similar, but they were all high school students, and there were also many unfamiliar faces, but the sense of strangeness was particularly strong.

He also paid special attention to see if there was Gu Fei's face, but he didn't see it.

"Jiang Cheng, that's a good name." Uncle Xu, the teacher in charge, is indeed an uncle. He seems to be an uncle who had been drinking in the morning. Old Xu, Mr. Xu."

"Old Xu...Boss." Jiang Cheng politely bowed slightly at him, feeling that no matter how he called it, it was a bit wrong.

"Let's chat first. I'll finish reading in a while. The first section is Chinese class. I'll take you there." Old Xu pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit down."

Jiang Cheng sat down.

"There are not many people who transfer to another school after their sophomore year in high school," Old Xu smiled, "Especially those who transfer to our place... I took a look at your previous report card, and your grades are very good."

"It's okay." Jiang Cheng said.

"It's not bad, it's very good, don't be modest," Lao Xu laughed, then sighed after laughing, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity to transfer to our place."

Jiang Cheng didn't make a sound, looking at Lao Xu.

His former homeroom teacher said this, unfortunately, the source of teachers and students and the quality of teaching there are not good... But Lao Xu also said the same, Jiang Cheng was quite surprised.

"I see that your grades in science are better than those in liberal arts," said Old Xu, "Why did you choose the liberal arts class?"

Jiang Cheng felt that this question was not very easy to answer, because his parents wanted him to choose science, and he couldn't say the answer with such a middle-second sense. Although he had already done this kind of thing, he still could I feel that I am a shining colorful dude.

After hesitating for a long time, he said: "I like our head teacher, he leads the liberal arts class."

"That's it," Old Xu was stunned, "Then I hope you will like me too, it's a bit troublesome to transfer to the science class now."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng looked at his face.

Lao Xu looked at him for a while and then laughed, and he followed suit for a long time. This head teacher is quite interesting.

After the preparatory bell for the first class rang, Lao Xu took a file bag and put it under his arm, and put a USB flash drive in his pocket: "Come on, I'll take you to class."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng threw his schoolbag over his shoulder, and followed him out of the office.

According to what Lao Xu said, No. [-] Middle School is not a very good school, but the campus is quite big, but the layout of the teaching buildings is a bit unique.The other classes were divided according to grades. The second and third grade liberal arts classes were taken out and placed in an old three-story building, separated by the middle of the stairs, with second grades on the left and third grades on the right.

Jiang Cheng felt that he was about to become a fan of fatalism. He could even transfer to a different school and be arranged in a broken building. The floor was still made of wood. The old floor that was so worn that the original color could not be seen made people always worry about stomping their feet. You can fall directly from the third floor to the first floor.

"This building is an old building," Lao Xu introduced it to him, "Don't underestimate it's old, the design is very scientific, the teacher doesn't need a microphone in the classroom here, and he doesn't need to raise his voice, and the students in the back row can listen to it." Very clear."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Our class is on the third floor," Lao Xu continued, "You can't see very far from the top, but you can still see the playground."

"En." Jiang Cheng continued to nod.

"Where's our school..." Old Xu said while walking, turned around the corner of the stairs and looked up, and suddenly called out in a low voice, "Gu Fei! You're late again!"

This name made Jiang Cheng raise his eyebrows uncontrollably, and then he looked up. A person who was slowly going up the stairs in front of him turned his head, with a bag of milk still in his mouth. ,

Even though it was backlit, Jiang Cheng recognized at a glance that this was indeed Gu Fei, not the same name and surname.

"Morning Mr. Xu." Gu Fei mumbled with his milk in his mouth, and glanced at Jiang Cheng's face. Like Jiang Cheng, he was no longer surprised by this kind of meeting.

"You're still swaying when you're late, why don't you climb up!" Old Xu pointed at him, "You're so lazy at the beginning of school!"

Gu Fei didn't speak, he turned around and took a few steps up the stairs and disappeared in the corridor on the third floor.

This No. [-] Middle School is indeed incomparable with my previous school. The bell rang for class now, and the teachers have also entered the classroom. There are still many students in the corridor who have no intention of entering the classroom at all, leaning on the railing to chat.

The second-year side was sluggish, and Jiang Cheng turned around to look at the third-year side, also acting like a bird.He looked carefully again, but he didn't see Gu Fei who just came up.

Old Xu entered the classroom next to the stairs, and Jiang Cheng followed behind and looked at the door frame. There was a sign saying, Senior Secondary (8).

8, okay, finally there is something that makes him happy, although he doesn't know where an 8 can make him rich.

There were also quite a few people standing in the corridor outside Class 8. They didn't move when they saw Lao Xu entering the classroom, and when they saw Jiang Cheng also entered the classroom, they probably came in because they wanted to watch.

Standing on the podium, Lao Xu looked at the dozens of people below who had been unable to calm down, and seemed to be patiently waiting for everyone to calm down.

During this process, Jiang Cheng stood on the edge of the podium, accepting all kinds of stares and whispered discussions.

He felt awkward, although if someone stared at him, he would usually stare back, and "what are you looking at" didn't have any deterrent effect on him.But now that dozens of people in a class are all staring at him, he is a little dazed. If there are too many goals, he will lose his goal, and all his faces will be connected into one.

The god of irritability writhed in his body, he pressed the fire and glanced at Lao Xu, who still looked at the dozens of people who could not calm down calmly.

He suddenly felt that his judgment on this head teacher was a bit wrong. He was not kind, he should be the kind of good old man who has no deterrent effect on the students.

After a while, this state had no intention of ending at all. Jiang Cheng, who was struggling on the verge of eruption, couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Are we going to wait until they are all silent?"

Old Xu turned to look at him.

At the same time, dozens of people who had been humming like magic sounds suddenly fell silent.

Once Jiang Cheng's anger comes up, it's a bit difficult to control. He usually tries to control it before the fire comes up.

Now being left here to stand like a fool for at least 3 minutes, being stared at by dozens of people and talking about it, for him, it was like taking a bag of dynamite and detonating it between his legs.

The eggs are bursting, this world is without me.

"Okay, let me introduce..." Old Xu smiled and clapped his hands.

"Jiang Cheng, I'm a transfer student," Jiang Cheng interrupted him in a calm voice, "Can I sit down?"

Old Xu was stunned.

Someone in the classroom blew a whistle, and suddenly there was another shout, mixed with a few louder ones: "It's awesome!"

"Then you sit down, just sit..." Old Xu looked at the back row, "Right there, Gu Fei, please raise your hand."

From the first row to the last row, heads turned backwards like beating drums to pass flowers, and Jiang Cheng's eyes followed all the way backwards.

I saw Gu Fei who was sitting in the last row, stepping on the edge of the table and still biting half of a fried dough stick in his mouth.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a kind of strength in his body shouting, encouraging him to write a novel called "The King of Routine - All the coincidences in this world belong to me".

Gu Fei raised his hand perfunctorily.

Jiang Cheng used to sit in the back row at school, and the seats of the whole class would be rotated once a week to ensure that everyone could sit in the front row, but every time he changed back to the back row by himself.

He likes the back row, it's quiet and undisturbed, and it's easy to sneak out the back door after sleeping.

But now the back row made him uncomfortable.

The desks and chairs are all messy and misaligned, and the space is small, and the back almost touches the wall, and no one is quiet.

Those who chat, those who play with mobile phones, and those who eat fried dough sticks slowly beside him.

Jiang Cheng was a little speechless. Although he used to have nothing to make the teachers comfortable in school except for his grades, he still stayed in a school that could compete with key high schools in terms of admission rate and key rate. In this kind of atmosphere, the class was like a tea party. He really hadn't experienced it.

He took out the book, opened it and was about to listen to Lao Xu's lecture, he felt like a psycho in the eyes of the people next to him.

Gu Fei didn't chat with anyone, nor did he sleep, he just lowered his head, took the earplugs and stuffed them into his ears, and started listening to music.

A boy at the front table started to push the table backwards, and then turned his face to the side and called out, "Da Fei."

The table shakes.

"Big fly."

The table shakes.

"Hey Dafei."

The table shakes.

"Big fly?"

Jiang Cheng stared at the words on the book, doing multiple-choice questions between slapping the man on the head and throwing a book on the man's head, and finally he reached out and pulled the plug from Gu Fei's ear.

Gu Fei glanced at him, but he stared at Gu Fei without saying a word.

"Da Fei, hey, Da Fei." The person in front bumped the table again.

"En." Gu Fei responded, still looking at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng also looked at him indifferently.

"Lend me your camera for a while, and return it to you tomorrow." The person in front said.

"No." Gu Fei turned his face away.

"Fuck, don't be stingy, I'll just take two random photos," the man said.

"Get lost." Gu Fei finished speaking briefly, then put on his earphones and continued listening to music.

"Just for one night," the man pushed the table again, "I will pay you back tomorrow morning."

The table shook.

"Fuck, Da Fei, Da Fei..." The man continued to bump the table.

Jiang Cheng really didn't understand why he had to talk about it in class, why he had to lean on the table to say it, why he was so persistent after being rejected, and he didn't understand why Gu Fei didn't want to borrow a camera, why he had such a stubborn attitude, why he could Endure table epilepsy.

He raised his leg and kicked hard at the chair of the man in front of him.

There was a loud noise, a bang.

The man was kicked forward and slammed into the table.

"Fuck?" The man turned his head sharply.

All the students around him also stared at him.

"Please don't hit the table," Jiang Cheng looked at him and said calmly, "Thank you."

The man probably hasn't recovered yet, he opened his mouth but didn't speak.