After the Xueba character was exposed

Time seemed to be frozen, Jian Yao's smile froze on his face, and he kept his original posture like a petrified person.

He was still searching in his mind how to react to this situation, but Zheng Mengyang on the other side didn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Zheng Mengyang laughed like a goose, and Jian Yao raised his arms around Jiang Zhao's neck, wanting to hang on him.

He made a smirk, and his slightly squinted eyes were murderous: "I am 180 tall and weigh 130 catties. Do you call this heavy?"

Jiang Zhao looked at him fearlessly, his eyes full of doubts, and just about to speak, the arms around his neck tightened a little.

"Your fate is in my hands now, I advise you to be cautious in your words and deeds." Jian Yao kindly reminded.

Jiang Zhao pursed his lips, and said lightly, "I'm just a little curious."

These words sounded familiar, Jian Yao couldn't figure it out for a while, and asked with a question mark at the end: "What are you curious about?"

The corner of Jiang Zhao's mouth rose for a moment, and when he lowered his head, he even gave an extremely short laugh.

Jian Yao looked confused, and before he could ask "what are you laughing at?" Jiang Zhao's soul asked, "Do you really have 180?"

Jian Yao: "..."

Jian Yao wanted to hit someone.

Zheng Mengyang almost didn't laugh at the food on the opposite side, and he swallowed the food with a suppressed smile before he said to Jiang Zhao: "Let me tell you, Jian Yao was 1.7 meters six last year, 1.7 meters seven last year, and now he should be 1.7 meters eight hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" ..."

"..." Jian Yao looked at Zheng Mengyang, who was laughing so hard, he turned his head to find that Jiang Zhao was also secretly laughing, leaned over and said to him, "You're done."

Jian Yao let go of Jiang Zhao with a pale face, sat up straight and looked towards the snack street.

He was always short in elementary school, but he jumped up for a year in junior high school, and then began to grow slowly again.

Height has always been a pain he didn't want to mention. His previous goal was 185, but now it has dropped to 180, and it cannot be lowered.

He saw the automatic height measuring machine standing in the snack street, stood up without hesitation, and dragged Jiang Zhao's arm outward: "Go, let me measure it for you."

He still doesn't believe it, the age of sixteen or seventeen is the age of growth, and he can't grow three centimeters a year? ? ?

Jiang Zhao was forced to put down his chopsticks and stand up. Before being dragged away, he wiped his mouth with two tissues.Zheng Mengyang waved to them with a smile and said, "I'm waiting for your good news!"

There was no one near the height measuring machine, so Jian Yao dragged Jiang Zhao to the side before releasing him, found a coin from the bag and stuffed it in, and then began to take off his shoes.

The machine measured the height and weight together, and Jian Yao took off the school uniform jacket by the way, and handed it to Jiang Zhao: "Help me get it."

Jiang Zhao took the school uniform and put it on his arm, and stood aside quietly watching Jian Yao's performance.

With his back against the ruler pillar, Jian Yao stood upright, waiting for the mechanical female voice to read the instructions.

The height measurement is a matter of an instant, and it is over once the baffle is raised. The machine beside him spits out a piece of paper. Jiang Zhao holds it in his hand. Jian Yao puts on his shoes and leans over to ask: "How is it?"

Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes, then handed over the paper blankly: "Look for yourself."

Jian Yao took the paper and glanced at it.

Height: 179cm

Weight: XNUM X kg

"..."

Jian Yao didn't know what expression he had now, probably like he had eaten bad food, anyway, he heard Jiang Zhao finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

"...What are you laughing at?" Jian Yao pulled back his school uniform and hugged him, and said confidently, "Isn't it necessary to wear shoes? I usually don't walk outside barefoot."

He walked back a few steps, then stopped suddenly, turned around and pushed Jiang Zhao in: "No, you can test it too."

So Jiang Zhao was forced to back away again, watching Jian Yao dig something in his coat pocket.

"Do you have any coins?" Jian Yao asked.

"No."

"Then wait a moment, I'll go change some coins." After Jian Yao finished speaking, he turned and walked into the convenience store behind.

Jiang Zhao watched Jian Yao walk into the freezer inside, pick and choose for a long time and took a bottle of soda, then went to the front desk to pay.

A couple came by, Jiang Zhao took two steps to the side, and he could still hear the girl excitedly telling her boyfriend that she wanted to measure her height and weight, but because there were no coins, the two walked away arm in arm.

Jian Yao came out tossing a coin, gestured please to the height detector, and signaled Jiang Zhao to go up.

Jiang Zhao took off his shoes and stood up, and Jian Yao pulled the corner of his clothes to make him take off his coat.

Jian Yao held the two school uniforms in one hand, and after throwing the coin, he raised the other hand and pressed Jiang Zhao's shoulder, telling him, "Don't step on your feet and don't look up."

"..." Jiang Zhao didn't bother to talk to him.

As soon as the piece of paper was spit out, Jian Yao couldn't wait to take it to see. Jiang Zhao is 183cm tall and weighs 152kg.

Jian Yao admitted that he was jealous and wanted to stare at the paper with a hole, but Jiang Zhao was not even interested in looking at it, so he took the school uniform and walked back.

Jian Yao chased after him, habitually raised his arms around Jiang Zhao's neck: "I can't tell, why are you so heavy? It's over 150."

Jiang Zhao glanced at him: "You are too light."

"Didn't you think I was heavy just now?" Jian Yao said as he pulled him down hard, "It's not heavy now?"

Jiang Zhao staggered two steps forward, and after standing firmly, he glanced at the piece of paper in Jian Yao's hand, and looked at him with his head tilted: "Is there such a difference of 4 centimeters?"

Jian Yao: "..."

"I miss you!" Jian Yao threw Jiang Zhao away with a dark face, and rushed away. Jiang Zhao stood on the spot, staring at Jian Yao's back, opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything, he saw Jian Yao Turned around and walked back.

Jian Yao was so uncomfortable that he seemed to be itching somewhere. He stuffed the water he bought at the convenience store into Jiang Zhao's hand, and said awkwardly, "I'll give you the water. Don't tell Zheng Mengyang later."

Jiang Zhao looked at the water and suddenly laughed: "Why?"

"You're fucking laughing, Zheng Mengyang knows you can't laugh." Jian Yao was so angry that he crumpled the pieces of paper in his hand, glanced at Jiang Zhao and said, "You look good when you smile."

"Hey, how's it going?" Zheng Mengyang yelled at them from his seat, beckoning them to come back.

The two walked back and sat down, and Zheng Mengyang had finished eating everything on his plate.

Zheng Mengyang asked: "What's the result, is it 1.8 meters?"

Jian Yao didn't speak, but glanced at Jiang Zhao.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhao said without changing his expression, "Just right."

Time passed quickly when the commotion started, and it was past eight o'clock when the three of them finished eating.

Zheng Mengyang lives near here now, and said goodbye to Jian Yao and Jiang Zhao when he walked to the intersection where the Internet cafe was, and Jian Yao and Jiang Zhao walked towards the next intersection together.

The streets in autumn night became more and more quiet, there was no long chirping of cicadas or frogs, and the footsteps of the two could be heard occasionally.

"Go back tonight and check the answer." Jian Yao broke the silence.

"En." Jiang Zhao responded.

Jian Yao lowered his head, stepped on the middle of the bricks with every step, and said, "I doubted whether your placement test was intentionally smashed."

Jiang Zhao said, "Yes."

why?

Jian Yao subconsciously wanted to ask, but he didn't ask.

Would Jiang Zhao want to say it?

Just as Jiang Zhao respected him, he should also respect Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao never asked him why, so he shouldn't have asked either.

Jian Yao and Jiang Zhao walked to the downstairs of the small broken house, took out their mobile phones and asked, "What's your QQ number? Pull you into a group."

Jiang Zhao paused, and said, "I rarely use QQ."

"It's okay, I don't use WeChat very much."

Jian Yao scanned the QR code that Jiang Zhao handed over. This person's QQ level is only one moon, and it can be seen that he rarely uses it.

He pulled Jiang Zhao into a group, including him, a total of nine people, and the group was called "Brothers in Distress".

"Zheng Mengyang and Zhou Xuanyi are also inside, and there are a few former classmates." Jian Yao explained, "Sometimes we make appointments to play together, if you think it's noisy, add a screen."

Jian Yao waited for Jiang Zhao to go upstairs and left. A newcomer came to the group, and it immediately became lively.

Zheng Mengyang: Damn, the boss is here

Big Monkey: newcomer burst photos

Little monkey: newcomer burst photos

After repeating the same sentence fifteen times in the group of nine people, Jian Yao smiled and typed.

Jian Yao: Blast a hammer, it depends on yourself

Immediately, the chat in the group was swiped, and Jiang Zhao also came out to chat for a few words, but Jian Yao couldn't see it while walking, so he closed the group altogether.

After a while, the screen of the phone turned on again, and it was a message from WeChat.

Jiang Zhao: [Transfer] Please confirm the payment

Jian Yao was stunned for a few seconds before realizing what the money was for.

This time, he took the money with peace of mind, and sent it with a big-eyed cat with a crooked smile.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, the night was shrouded in the starry sky, and the cool wind blew away the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, bringing a burst of coolness.

A month flies by so fast.

He actually made a friend with Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao returned home and said a few words in the new group, but he couldn't keep up with the chat rhythm when he entered the room and turned on the light, so he dived silently.

He suddenly remembered something, opened WeChat, saw that the money transferred by Zhang Xuenian had been refunded, and opened Jian Yao's chat box to transfer September's rent to him.

Jian Yao quickly took the money and gave him an emoticon pack of unknown meaning.

He exited the chat interface, clicked into his coin purse, and made up his mind.

Two more years...

If Zhang Xuenian's money is not used all the time, his own is not enough.

The start of school on September [-]st has nothing to be exciting for the students who have already entered the second year of high school. Not only are they not excited, but they are also very desperate.

Not only is there extra time for evening self-study, but also make-up classes on weekends.

Even the opening ceremony has nothing to do with them.

The results of the monthly exam came out on the second day of school, Jiang Zhao undoubtedly won the first place, and Jian Yao's score was also accurately stuck in the last place.

The new top [-] honor roll was posted at noon, when Jian Yao passed by, he glanced at it, and Jiang Zhao's name stood at the top.

I don't know why, but he looked a little excited.

He was the number one at the same table, so awesome.

Song Yang also started school. He went to a boarding junior high school and only went home on weekends. Jian Yao felt much more comfortable at home.

When Song Yang was away, the house was much quieter, Li Jiao seldom talked to Jian Yao, and there were fewer chances to quarrel.

Li Jiao also transferred living expenses to Jian Yao, Jian Yao looked at the 300 yuan transfer record, feeling a little depressed.

"I need to buy books for the new semester." Jian Yao said, "You don't have enough."

"Ah? What books to buy? Don't the schools distribute them all?" Li Jiao asked.

"The school doesn't distribute enough, and there are materials to buy after class."

"..."

Li Jiao stood hesitant for a long time, Jian Yao was not in a hurry, he stood opposite her and waited.

"Oh, I'm so annoying, how much does it cost to buy a book?"

"67."

Li Jiao took out her mobile phone and transferred the account to him again, Jian Yao glanced at it, it was exactly 67, no more, no less.

Jian Yao laughed: "Are you so poor? Are you so stingy?"

"Isn't everything that should be given to you? Do you want more?" Li Jiao became a little angry in an instant, and her voice raised, "Is it easy for me? I just make a few broken money and spend it all on you."

"It's Song Yang, not me." Jian Yao emphasized, "What did you do to him?"

Li Jiao panted a few times, probably because no one could vent her anger, and said, "I found a one-on-one tutor for Song Yang, I don't know if it will help."

"You..." Jian Yao said a word and then fell silent, he didn't know what to say next.

He didn't care what Li Jiao did to Song Yang, he only knew that Li Jiao didn't earn the money at all.

He said "oh", turned and went back to his room.

On Sunday, Jian Yao woke up naturally after sleeping in the room. He was lying on the bed in a daze when he heard a commotion outside the house, most of which came from Li Jiao.

Judging from that tone, it should be that one-on-one tutoring.

Jian Yao got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, when he heard Li Jiao's voice getting closer, calling Song Yang's name loudly.

"Song Yang, the teacher is here, why aren't you up yet!"

Jian Yao brushed his teeth slowly, and wanted to laugh when he heard the conversation between the two.

Just like that, it's useless to catch ten teachers to teach him.

After Jian Yao finished washing, he opened the door and went out, wanting to see who this tutor is.

Then he looked up and saw a familiar person.

Jiang Zhao was standing at the door of Song Yang's bedroom a few meters away, with shoe covers on his feet, and was taken aback when he saw him.

Li Jiao was still smiling and making friends with Jiang Zhao, when she saw Jian Yao coming out, she brought up the topic, pointed at Jian Yao and said, "This is also my son, Jian Yao, he is also from No. [-] Middle School, you two are still alumni!"

Not just alumni.

Jian Yao was numb.

What a fucking wonderful fate.