shelter

When Zhou Jingtang came home in the afternoon, he was filled with resentment.He had already made an appointment with some old friends from the No. [-] Middle School to meet at Electric City at night, but his old man urged him home one after another.

The Zhou family is in politics, and they belong to the Jincheng circle. His father is the top leader at the provincial level, and his grandfather has just retired. He is an old commander in Jincheng and the imperial capital.Jincheng has made drastic reforms in the past few years, and how many people have taken advantage of this wind to lift and trample others. It was at this time that his aunt Zhou Lan mentioned the education bureau in Jincheng to the city bureau in Liucheng, and she was promoted secretly.

Zhou Jingtang was too messy when he was in Jincheng, and he was notoriously short-tempered in the circle. Fighting and racing were commonplace, and he got into too many crimes as if he was going home, and sometimes he could chat with the chief of the police station.In the second year of junior high school, he made his debut in a racing car and flew directly to the foot of the mountain. After five hours in the emergency room, he recovered his life, and then he was packed by his father and brought to Liucheng by his aunt.

Liucheng's economic development is sluggish, and there is no such condition for playing again. It seems that a lot of life has been made, and this stay has lasted for several years.

When Zhou Jingtang returned to the administrative compound, Zhou Lan hadn't come back yet, and the servants had disappeared. He was even more annoyed, thinking that his father was just idle.

He went back to his room and played games for a while, feeling restless, and planned to take a breather on the balcony.

As soon as I came out, I saw new classmates.

The new classmate looks very good when he is sitting by the window reading a book. Even if he is alone, his back is straight and quiet. Occasionally he turns a page, and his hands in the sunset actually give off a sense of tranquility.

The administrative district building is taller than the old alley next to it, obviously they are all on the second floor, but Zhou Jingtang's side is half a meter higher than Shen Qi's side.He leaned against the railing and looked down, and could see the vortex on the top of his hair.

Be good, really be good, the reading posture does not change.

Zhou Jingtang suddenly thought, when will he raise his eyes and see him.

Unexpectedly, he watched it for more than half an hour.

Seeing Shen Qi raised his eyes, those beautiful eyes were both surprised and dull, he thought it was very funny, "Shen Muxi, where are you reading?"

Shen Xi seldom interacted with people, so he didn't know how to respond for a while.

"What book are you reading?" Zhou Jingtang asked.

The little girl by the window was like an idiot, she couldn't speak or laugh, but Zhou Jingtang found it very interesting, and shouted: "Shen Muxi, we will be neighbors across the street from now on, don't you know my name?" Bar?"

He said: "My name is Zhou Jingtang, Jing of the scenery, Tang of the begonia."

The person opposite still didn't even change his expression, Zhou Jingtang said again: "Come on, follow me, Zhou, Jing..."

He hadn't finished reading the word "Tang", when Shen Qi, who was opposite him, closed the window and pulled the curtains, the movement was done in one go, it was a matter of an instant.

Zhou Jingtang laughed angrily, did this little girl treat him as a scourge?The movement of closing the window was so fast that he didn't even see it clearly.

As soon as the curtains were drawn, the room was completely invisible. Shen Qi went to the bedside in the dark and turned on the light.

He is a little confused, do people in the city talk a little more?When we were in Tangqin Town, everyone would not communicate without being friends.

The old alley was very dark in the early morning. When Shen Xi was walking out of the alley wearing a camouflage uniform and wearing a belt, he happened to meet Zhou Jingtang who had just gotten on his motorcycle.

Zhou Jingtang smiled and raised his chin at him, "Shen Muxi, do you want to give you a ride?"

"Shen Qi."

Shen Qi reiterated his name.

"Okay, Mu Xi," Zhou Jingtang asked again, "Do you want to come up?"

Shen Qi sighed, whatever he called, he shook his head, and walked ahead on his own.

After walking a few steps, he saw a motorcycle speeding past him.Zhou Jingtang did it on purpose, and even honked his horn when passing by him.

The military training for freshmen lasted for a week, and the instructors were freshly discharged from the junction of Tianjin and Liuzhou. Everything was done according to the requirements of the army. It was very strict, there was no sick leave certificate, and even girls were not allowed to rest at will.

Shen Qi was the tallest among the girls, and was placed in the front row of the boys' team by the instructor.

After a few days of military training, everyone basically became familiar with each other. Zhao Ziqian wanted to hang out with Zhou Jingtang for a long time, so he took advantage of the break to talk to him.

"Well, the tall one in the first row, isn't it pretty?" Zhao Ziqian pointed at Shen Qi, "We call him Leng Meiren in private, too few words!"

Zhou Jingtang looked over, and could only see Shen Qi's mushroom head pressed under the hat, looking weakly at the telephone pole, without speaking.

"It's called Shen Qi, right? His legs are long and white." Zhao Ziqian smiled, "It just feels like his frame is a bit big, but sometimes he looks quite heroic."

Zhou Jingtang couldn't help laughing.

Come on, it's still a strong Chibi Maruko.

Girls like to go to the toilet in groups when they are resting, but Shen Qi is always alone, and when there are fewer people, he goes there.

Shen Qi always sits cross-legged on the lawn alone, dazed and doesn't know where his eyes are looking.

"Shen Muxi," Zhou Jingtang handed him a bottle of water, "Please drink water."

Shen Qi looked at that hand against the glare of the sun, and seeing Zhou Jingtang's lazy and smirk, he felt very disliked, refused to take the water, and lowered his head without speaking.

"Will you drink water, didn't you hear?" Zhou Jingtang's tone was not very good, he gave Shen Qi a face several times, but he didn't get a good face from the other party. The number of times was too many, and the boy's inner face couldn't hold back.

"No, thank you."

He didn't lift his head.

Zhou Jingtang felt that if he took the initiative to talk to Shen Qi in the future, he would be a pig.

After the military training was over, the school began to recycle the military camouflage uniforms without any subsidy, but it was supposed to be given to students in impoverished areas.On the first day after Shen Qi's military training ended, he washed his clothes, packed them in clean paper bags and handed them to life committee member Chen Hao.

"Brother Jing, do you want to donate?"

Chen Hao didn't dare to expect that the Buddha would donate any military training uniforms, he just asked casually.

Zhou Jingtang said angrily, "Do you want the dirty ones? I donate them if you want them. If you don't want them, I don't even have the energy to wash them."

Chen Hao said honestly, "Definitely not."

"Then what are you doing here? Get lost."

Chen Hao was helpless, when he was about to leave, he was stopped by Shen Qi.

"I'll wash." Shen Qi said.Chen Hao didn't react, and asked, "What?"

"I said I'll wash it," Shen Qi turned around and said to Zhou Jingtang, "give it to me in the afternoon, and I'll wash it up and hand it over to him."

Among the municipalities directly under the central government in the country, Liucheng has poor economic conditions, while Tangqin Town, among the towns around Liucheng, is also backward.Shen Xi is a child from a poor family, and he couldn't afford school uniforms when he was in junior high school, and the school uniforms were donated by the graduates of that year.

If he can wash an extra set of clothes at hand, those poor students can get free military training uniforms. He is willing, anyway, it is just a matter of little effort.