That guy teases me every day without knowing it

"Huh." Qi Yan exhaled, and finally arrived.Looking back at the big slope behind him, Qi Yan silently thought that he might have to climb uphill frequently in the future.

It's only a month, he smiled habitually.Dragging the suitcase and walking forward, he noticed the big lock on the door at a glance. From the reception room next to him, there were bursts of low-pitched Peking opera singing. He rubbed his ears and walked to the small window. Through the security net, he saw a A burly middle-aged man wriggled along with the Peking Opera performers on TV, humming from time to time. Coupled with his body shape, he was really an eyesore.

Qi Yan patted the anti-theft net: "Master!"

The muffled sound of slapping metal and Qi Yan's Qingyue voice were drowned in a new round of "babbling".

Speechlessly looking at the sky, he glanced at the wall that was as high as two people, and estimated in his heart the probability of breaking a few parts by climbing over the wall, silently retracting his gaze, Qi Yan patted the metal net more forcefully, and at the same time raised his voice A few degrees: "Master! Master!"

The performance of the middle-aged uncle called "Uncle" in the room was interrupted, and he gave Qi Yan a dissatisfied look: "Why are you shouting?! If you have the ability to be late, if you have the ability, don't come? Why are you coming to school so late?! Huh? It will make people mess up."

Seeing the uncle's hand about to fly up again, Qi Yan's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly said: "Master! I'm not late! I just transferred here today. My name is Qi Yan, from class 437. Would you like to ask?"

When the uncle heard this, Fang reluctantly withdrew his eyes glued to the TV, walked to a table, picked up a booklet, raised his head and asked, "What did you say is your name?"

"Qi Yan."

"Oh! So it's you!" The uncle put down the brochure, and opened the door for Qi Yan directly, "Ms. Liu told me this morning, you bastard, why are you here now?"

"There's a little traffic jam on the road." Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and dragged his suitcase into the small side door.

Seeing Qi Yan dragging a box, the uncle said: "Ms. Liu has been waiting for a long time! You should be going to the classroom for class right now? Why don't you put your box here first, and the dormitory hasn't been allocated yet."

Qi Yan thought so too, he couldn't drag his suitcase to the classroom.

"That's fine, I'll put it here first, and I'll pick it up after the dormitory is divided."

"Okay, just put it there, go to class quickly, Teacher Liu is waiting!"

"Thank you, sir!" Qi Yan thanked him, and walked in with his schoolbag on his back. After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a shout from behind:

"Who are you calling uncle? Call me big brother!!"

He suddenly wanted to laugh.

Walking along the cement-paved ground, looking at the green in front of him, he thought to himself, "This little dilapidated school has done a good job of greening."

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden vibration in his trouser pocket. After hesitating for a while, he took out his mobile phone. As expected, the word "Mu Qian" jumped on the screen. He stared at the screen for a long time and looked back and forth. Press the answer button.

"Hey...Dad..."

"arrive?"

Mu Qian's low voice came from the receiver, Qi Yan exhaled slowly, put his right hand into his trouser pocket, and gave a soft "hmm".

Then there was a moment of silence, Qi Yan opened his mouth to adjust the atmosphere, but he really didn't know what to say, he was so stuffy in his heart, the feeling of being deliberately ignored by him along the way, at the moment when he heard Mu Qian's voice Breaking through the line of defense in an instant, flooding in like a tide, almost drowned him.

At this point, Qi Yan really doesn't know what to say to Mu Qian. In all fairness, Mu Qian has treated him so well all these years.

He can't ask for anything more.

While they were silent, a bell suddenly rang in the empty campus, and it was unknown if it was the bell for class start or end of get out of class.

Mu Qian over there also heard the ringtone, and said: "Call me if you have no money, and pay attention to your health... don't worry too much about you... that's all right, go to class first Bar......"

Hanging up the phone silently, stuffing the phone into his trouser pocket, Qi Yan pursed his lips and exhaled slowly.

I thought to myself, "I don't think there is anything to worry about..."

Losing interest in admiring the school where he would stay until after the senior high school entrance examination, he walked straight towards the small four-story building marked "teaching building".

Walking to the stairs on the first floor, he saw "Class 432" marked on the door of the classroom next to him. He paused for a while, roughly estimated the number of classes on each floor, and went upstairs decisively.

When I went up to the second floor, I caught a glimpse of "Class 437" on the door of the classroom near the stairs.Looking inside, there is no teacher on the podium, and the classroom is also chaotic, and there is a yellow hair in the back row who is picking up the hair of the girl in front to wrap the pen.

Qi Yan couldn't help but looked around, there was no one in the corridor on this floor, this...should be class, right?

He walked into the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

A stranger suddenly entered the classroom, and the students in the class didn't react much. They glanced at it and continued to study, and those who should be noisy continued to make noise. Of course, few were really studying, except for a few who felt The buddy who went to the wrong door was very eye-catching, and few people looked at Qi Yan more.

Someone in the back row pointed at Qi Yan and patted Huang Mao on the shoulder. Huang Mao was working hard with his hair tangled up, and waved his hand impatiently, without even giving Qi Yan a glimpse.

It was just what Qi Yan wanted if no one was paying attention, he scanned around the classroom where Ji Feigou was jumping, and found two vacant seats by the window, he raised his legs and walked there without thinking.

Xu Shi suddenly realized that this handsome guy might not have gone to the wrong door. The classroom became a little quiet, and eyes would glance at Qi Yan from time to time.

Two rows of seats were placed by the window, Qi Yan suspected that the homeroom teacher was out of his mind, people sitting inside had to make way for those sitting outside, isn't it just looking for trouble?

Without hesitation, he threw his schoolbag on the table outside, sat down in silence, took out a pen and paper, lowered his head, and the barrel of the pen began to shake regularly.

I don't know when the classroom quieted down, and more and more eyes gathered on Qi Yan, even Huang Mao, who was stingy to share Qi Yan's peripheral vision, stared blankly at Qi Yan, dumbfounded, and after a while came back again. He showed a gloating expression of "this kid is going to die".

This place is called Zhilang Mountain, a small town in the west of Jiangnan, not too far from the provincial capital Nancheng.The scenery of Zhilang Mountain is good. In recent years, it has developed tourism resources and is also well-known.The town government strongly supported the development and allocated funds to build roads.There are all kinds of shops along the road, all of which are run by local people. The government has not planned much. There are grocery stores, small restaurants, fruit shops, and everything in a mess. There is only one small restaurant named "Shi Quan Shi Mei" It is neatly organized, and it is very eye-catching in the mess.

The architectural style here pursues simplicity and practicality. The two-story square building facing the street is covered with a zenith to block the direct sunlight. In summer, the second floor will not be too hot.

"Shi Quan Shi Mei" is also such a square small building. There is a signboard hanging on the gate, and a red zenith is built on the upper floor. Different from other houses, this family pays great attention to hygiene at first glance. From the front to the door, The walls are clean to the joints of the tiles, without a trace of stains.

It's not time for meals, and "Shi Quan Shi Mei" is not open, but there are obviously people at home.The mobile phone on the second floor was ringing cheerfully, but there was no response to the bulge on the bed, and the phone flickered for a while and then went silent.After four or five seconds, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated again unwillingly. A hand stretched out from under the raised quilt, groped to get the mobile phone, and then retracted it into the quilt. Then, the ringing of the mobile phone disappeared, and after two seconds of silence, it suddenly broke out. sounded.

Cheng Yang lifted the quilt violently and sat up, shouting into the phone: "Old Liu, are you finished?!"

He was answered by cheerful cell phone ringtones.

The room seemed silent for a second or two.Cheng Yang was stunned for a while, selectively ignoring his stupid behavior of yelling at the unconnected phone just now, and pressed the answer button: "I'm not here!!"

"..."

"Fuck your sister's new classmate has something to do with me?!"

"..."

"Cut! If you're really a good student, are you willing to send it to me to ruin?" Cheng Yang got up and vented his anger after yelling a few words, and Cheng Yang lost the interest in continuing to sleep, so he lifted the quilt and got up.

Liu Chengzhi, who was squatting in the field over there to check the growth of the seedlings, got up and patted the mud on his body, jokingly said: "What? Are you out of anger after getting up? Are you not my old man?"

Cheng Yang: "..."

Chao Diyan waved his hand to his fellow villagers, and Lao Liu continued: "Cheng Yang, let me just say you are a gentleman, you look gentle... oh, you are usually gentle, just not polite at one time... ..”

"Damn it! I only pick you up when you're sleeping and call you, so you can give me a gentle look!"

"Okay, I'm my old man again."

"..."

"Don't act like I'm deliberately disturbing your old man's dream. You always talk about how many minutes you don't sleep a day?"

"...There is something to talk about!"

"Are you sober?" Old Liu grinned, "My class will be at 45:[-] a.m., don't be late, oh, remember to bring your books."

After cursing "Mom sells batches", Cheng Yang directly hung up the phone and checked the time - 3:28, shit!

He quickly turned over and got out of bed, slipped on his coat, trotted downstairs, finished washing quickly, and was about to go out when he suddenly remembered that Old Liu had asked him to bring a book.He raised his hand to check the time - 3:37.It took about 6 minutes to get from home to school. He quickly went upstairs, grabbed the chemistry book and left, closing the door swiftly. The figure who was about to start the [-]-meter sprint mode suddenly stopped. Cheng Yang turned his head and struggled. Looking at a certain place of the gate—the clean gate was covered with a few mud spots at some point, and it was still wet. It was struggling to endure the scorching sun in early summer, and it seemed that it would dry up in a few minutes.

Cheng Yang raised his hand irritably—at 3:38, after a pause of two seconds, he entered the door decisively, took out a rag, and fought against the mud spots as quickly as possible, until these reactions that affected the appearance of the village were resolved After the molecules, he rushed in and squeezed some shower gel and rubbed his hands vigorously.When he went out again, he no longer looked at the time, and rushed towards the school as fast as he could.

It doesn't really matter if you can't attend the class, but Lao Liu deliberately called him today, and it would be too disrespectful to Lao Liu if he didn't go.As for Lao Shizi's new classmate?Passed the senior high school entrance examination in less than a month and still recommended to transfer good students from No. [-] Middle School in the city?Or go to their corner?Take your uncle for a fool!