After the Xueba character was exposed

"Okay, don't order any more wine, you guys are all drinking a little crazy." Zhao Jin stood between two tables of boys, and shouted at Zhou Xuanyi who entered the shop, "Zhou Xuanyi, what do you want?" They add more drinks, don't order wine!"

Zhou Xuanyi stood at attention and saluted: "Yes! Teacher Zhao!"

Those few wicked smiles surrounded Zhao Jin and chatted, chatting and chatting until they talked about the midterm exam, everyone was miserable, crying profusely, but they didn't shed a tear for a long time.

Jiang Zhao glanced at them and then withdrew his gaze, thinking that the evil was on his face.

He had to admire Jian Yao, even when he was drunk, he looked very drunk. Compared to the crying ones, Jian Yao looked very normal, as if he was not drunk.

Jian Yao frowned slightly, serious yet serious, even though his back was facing the street lamp, his face was still illuminated by the light from the shop.

Outsiders can't see anything wrong with this person at a glance. Only Jiang Zhao knows that this is a harbinger of annoying people.

And Jian Yao's annoying, really annoying.

Not only nonsense, but also daring.

"Give me back the phone." Jiang Zhao coldly glanced at the phone that Jian Yao held up.

Jian Yao: "No."

"Give me back."

"Do not."

"..."

Jiang Zhao felt his head hurt.

If you don't return it, don't return it, you don't need a mobile phone and a vocabulary book.

Jiang Zhao took out the vocabulary book from his bag, brought a bottle of yogurt from Zhou Xuanyi, and replaced the beer in Jian Yao's hand.

Jian Yao bowed politely to him: "Thank you."

Jiang Zhao: "..."

"Thank you."

"..."

"Thanks--"

"……You're welcome."

The dishes on the table were quickly swept away, and the proprietress brought new dishes. Zhao Jin was pestered by a group of people and refused to let him go, so he directly added a stool to the table and sat down.

The few at the other tables and the few at the side of this table didn't sit in their original seats, they grabbed a handful of meat sticks and stood beside Zhao Jin, eating and chatting.

The wind at night was a bit cool, but it couldn't resist the enthusiasm of this group of youthful teenagers and girls. The crescent moon hung in the sky, and it seemed that they were infected by this lively and harmonious scene, blooming a smile in the dark night.

Although Jian Yao and Jiang Zhao sat across from Zhao Jin and didn't join in the crowd, they didn't feel out of place in this scene.

Mainly because of Jian Yao.

He held the yogurt, propped his elbows on the table, and looked at the opposite crowd with a smile on his aunt's face. Although he didn't participate in the conversation, he obviously enjoyed it.

After being overjoyed, the one who suffered was Jiang Zhao who was sitting next to him.

On Zhao Jin's side, a boy complained to him about the Chinese papers this time.

"Which school did the Chinese question? It's too deceitful, and the silent writing test actually passed the peacock flying to the southeast! We haven't finished this essay yet, and it's obviously not required to recite it."

"Nonsense, I have to memorize. Teacher Fang chose two sections to memorize, but this time the test is not from the two sections memorized."

"...That's not cheating!"

Zhao Jin was not surprised by this, and smiled and told them the philosophy of life. Jian Yao raised his right arm and poked Jiang Zhao twice, and the man moved towards him.

"Have you memorized Peacock Flying Southwest? Did you write those two dictation sentences correctly?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhao corrected without raising his head, "The peacock flies southeast."

Jian Yao didn't know whether he didn't hear it or ignored it, and continued to ask: "Have you memorized the whole article?"

Jiang Zhao: "Yes."

"I don't believe it, why didn't I see you recite it." Jian Yao said, "I also recited it, you recite it to me, I want to check."

Jiang Zhao: "..."

Seeing that Jiang Zhao didn't respond, Jian Yao picked up Jiang Zhao's mobile phone on the left, and faintly threatened: "The peacock flies to the southwest, start."

"..." Jiang Zhao's face was all wooden, staring at Jian Yao's face that looked innocent but wanted to be punched.

Jiang Zhao: "Can I refuse?"

"No." Jian Yao urged, "Quickly memorize, if you don't memorize your phone, I won't return it to you."

"..."

Jiang Zhao: "The peacock flies southeast."

Jian Yao: "Southwest."

"...the peacock flies southwest."

Peacock West...Jiang Zhao just memorized the article about Dongnanfei recently, so he is not very familiar with it.

I don't know if it's alcohol stimulating the brain or what, but Jian Yao's memory of this article is so clear, except for the indistinguishable things, everything else is very familiar.

So Jiang Zhao recited a wrong place, and Jian Yao would find out and recite it all over again.

The proprietress hurried in and out three or four times, collected the dishes on the table three or four times, and finally fed the group.

With Zhao Jin staying here, a group of boys didn't drink too much alcohol, and they became sober after eating and blowing the air. The redness on the faces of a few people who drank on their faces faded away.

It's only past eight o'clock now, and there are still buses and subways. The group of people went their way home together, and followed Zhao Jin's car a little further away.

After saying goodbye to Zhao Jin, many people walked towards the school along the way, some fast and some slow, Zhou Xuanyi and Jian Yao fell behind the crowd, hooked their shoulders and talked and laughed, both of them looked normal.

Going all the way to the intersection, Zhou Xuanyi asked Jian Yao: "It's still early, why don't you go to the Internet cafe for a while?"

Jian Yao smiled, and before he could say the words, Jiang Zhaochao pulled him back.

"Go and play, he drank too much." Jiang Zhao said.

"Ah?" Zhou Xuanyi looked at Jian Yao suspiciously, "Isn't this normal?"

Jian Yao continued to laugh: "That's right."

...is a fart.

Jiang Zhao looked at Jian Yao speechlessly.

Can normal force him to recite the peacock flying southeast five times?

Thinking of the horrible experience just now, Jiang Zhao lost his face and his patience, turned around and left with Jian Yao's school uniform collar.

"Hey! That's fine, then let's go play." Zhou Xuanyi yelled at Jian Yao, who was being carried away, and did not dare to snatch Jiang Zhao.

The smile on Jian Yao's face did not change, and he waved to them.

Jiang Zhao carried Jian Yao to the opposite side of the road before stopping, let go of him and looked towards Zhou Xuanyi, Zhou Xuanyi and the others had already swaggered away.

There is a row of flower beds on the side, and behind it is a street in the Cherry Blossom Community. There are no pedestrians at this time, only the street lamps emit faint light, illuminating the shadows of the surrounding bushes on the ground.

"It's right not to let me go." Jian Yao said from the side, "Internet cafes are not the place we should go, I have to go home and do my homework."

"..." Jiang Zhao glanced at him, "Do you still know where your home is?"

He was just joking unintentionally, with a slight sarcasm in his tone, but he saw Jian Yao's smile visibly froze.

The word home is a bit sensitive to Jian Yao.

Ever since grandma entered the hospital and he was handed over to Li Jiao, this word became distant to him.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew again, causing the leaves to sway and cover the street lamps, and the lights cast a patch of light on the ground through the gaps.

Jian Yao lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and said softly, "I don't know."

The wind blew for a while and then stopped, blowing away the bangs on Jian Yao's forehead. The light was not covered by the leaves and shone on Jian Yao's face. Jiang Zhao saw the confusion and loneliness in his eyes clearly, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"You're quite drunk." Jiang Zhao said and moved his steps, "Let's go."

Jian Yao raised his head: "Where are you going?"

"Send you back."

Jiang Zhao knew where Jian Yao's home was, and had been there once when he was a tutor.

He walked towards the gate of the community, and he didn't hear any movement behind him for a long time. He was about to stop and look back, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"I won't go back." Jian Yao looked at Jiang Zhao, frowned without concealing his dissatisfaction, and said shamelessly, "I want to go back to your place."

Jian Yao is like an emperor now, everything he says is an imperial decree, Jiang Zhao has no choice but to lead the emperor back to the small broken house.

The emperor was very satisfied when he got home, he walked through the living room with his hands behind his back to the bedroom, squatted next to the cat, fumbled it, and then occupied the throne in front of Jiang Zhao's desk.

He still remembered what he said outside that he had to do homework when he got home, so he took out all the homework after sitting down, and said with a big wave of his hand, "Jiang Zhao, come and do homework with me."

Jiang Zhao is holding a kettle to boil hot water, and is going to make a cup of honey hydrolysis for Jian Yao to hangover later.

After plugging in the base of the kettle and putting the kettle away, he walked to Jian Yao's side, glanced at him and sat down on the head of the bed consciously, where Jian Yao was usually doing his homework next to him.

Naturally, he doesn't do his homework seriously now, and Jiang Zhao feels that even if Jian Yao can recite the peacock flying southeast proficiently, he can't do his homework well in this drunken state.

So Jiang Zhao kindly suggested: "Let's write it tomorrow and go to bed early today."

"No." Jian Yao said, "Tomorrow still has tomorrow's business, every inch of time is precious, now we have to do homework."

"..."

This person insisted on doing his homework, and Jiang Zhao had no reason to stop him, so he just let him go.

It's still early now, Jiang Zhao decided to find some homework to do, he still hadn't finished the task assigned by Zhang Xuenian today, the exercise book was on Jian Yao's left hand side, and there were some books and papers stacked on it.

Jian Yao was looking intently at the exercise book opened in front of him, as if he was solving some difficult problem. Jiang Zhao guessed that he had no time to help him get things, so he stood up with the table, and went over Jian Yao to get them.

As soon as his hand touched the exercise book, Jiang Zhao lowered his head and casually glanced at the booklet that Jian Yao was writing. Several rows of horizontal lines were blank, only a crooked "jie" was written at the very beginning.

"...Jian Yao." Jiang Zhao called out to him, but he didn't get a response, and he didn't know whether to say the following words.

What you write is Chinese.

"You blocked my light." Jian Yao said something dissatisfied, raised his left hand and pressed the arm lying in front of his head on the table.

Jiang Zhao was caught off guard, the booklet in his hand was still not loose, and he pulled it out from under the scroll, and all the stacks on top slid to the ground along an arc, making several loud noises.

These sounds were particularly ear-piercing in the originally quiet environment, the cat was startled, jumped up and ran to the living room, hiding behind the door to wait and see.

Jian Yao regained consciousness for a short while, looked down, the papers were scattered everywhere, and the two workbooks were also turned upside down on the ground.

He was still pressing Jiang Zhao's arm, turned his head, and faced Jiang Zhao's face.

Jiang Zhao looked at him expressionlessly, perhaps because his back was facing the light, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see to the end.

Seeing Jian Yao feel a little guilty, he lowered his head slightly to avoid Jiang Zhao's gaze.

It was a bit hot just after climbing the fifth floor, Jian Yao's face was still slightly red, the light shone on his face, making his skin very white, his lips didn't know whether it was because of his skin or because he had eaten too much spicy food just now, but at this time it was also shining brightly. rosy.

He looked at his exercise book with lowered eyes, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made him look very well-behaved, even a little shy.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he wanted to raise his head to say "I'm sorry", but the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and Jiang Zhao leaned over to him.

A wet, cool thing was on his forehead, touched very lightly and softly, before he could realize what it was, the thing left quickly.

The surrounding light turned on again, Jian's eyes flickered for a moment, she raised her head suddenly, and met Jiang Zhao's slightly complicated eyes.

I don't know if it's because the time is too short for Jiang Zhao to back away, but they are still very close, so close that whoever moves again can touch the other's nose.

The hot air exhaled by Jian Yao's nose was tinged with alcohol, which made him a little unconscious again.

The touched piece of skin on the forehead was beating wildly, just like touching Jiang Zhao's fingertips during the sports meeting, occupying all his nerves and constantly disturbing his thoughts.

"The water is boiling." Jiang Zhao said suddenly.

Jian Yao trembled, let go of Jiang Zhao's arm, and turned to the desk to make a posture of writing a question.

Jiang Zhao made a glass of honey water for Jian Yao, stirred the glass for a while, and then made another glass for himself.

When he entered the bedroom with two cups of honey water, the papers on the floor had already been tidied up. Jian Yao sat on the head of the bed with the cat lying on his lap. Write the title without saying a word.

Jiang Zhao pushed a cup of honey water in front of him and said, "Be careful of burning."

Jian Yao: "Thank you."

This time he didn't force Jiang Zhao to answer, he thanked him without raising his eyes, and continued to do the questions.

Jiang Zhao also sat down, opened the exercise book and began to read.

After watching it for a while, he took a sip of honey water, the hot water pressed against his lips, and the slightly sweet taste bloomed in his mouth.

But it was still not as good as the warm touch just now.

Jiang Zhao looked at the question and didn't see a word for a long time.

He was probably a little drunk too.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading, thank you for your company!

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感谢在2020-08-0820:27:20~2020-08-0920:41:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Can Xiao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!