Be good

Lu Feng is very efficient in handling affairs.

That night when Lin Qianxi returned home, he ate a hasty dinner and went to his room to read the writing assignments. After about two or three hours, he just put down his pen when he received a call from him.

"You're going to call me?" He yelled in feigned surprise.

Lu Feng usually only calls Yang Rui, and no one else can find him.

"It's done, let me tell you."

Lin Qianxi sat down on the bed and replied to the phone, "Thank you, Brother Lu."

"Don't be polite, you only call me brother when you have something to do."

He laughed "hey".

Lu Feng suddenly asked: "Are you very close to that Zongcheng?"

"It's close." Lin Qianxi was surprised after speaking, "What's wrong?"

"He's amazing." Lu Feng paused on the other end of the phone: "I only heard that he took his brother to break up with his father, and every time his father went to look for him, he was beaten every time. The land is very fierce, this time I spent money to find a group of people on the street to deal with him."

Lin Qianxi listened silently, not knowing whether his "absolute" was a compliment or a derogation.

Lu Feng said: "I'm only a high school student, not only excellent, but also ruthless."

Lin Qianxi could tell now that it was derogation.He thought of the scene he saw in Zongcheng, and felt quite upset. He felt that this statement was a bit exaggerated: "That's not necessarily true, there is something wrong with his father."

Lu Feng laughed: "You are quite protective of him."

"I……"

The phone hangs up.

"Fuck?" Lin Qianxi stared at the phone, and he didn't finish talking. He wanted to say what he saw with his own eyes. It's no wonder that this kind of dad who came to ask for money didn't break up.

He sat for a while, looked at his phone, and thought about Lu Feng's words again.

Breaking up means that he leads Gu Yang alone?

No wonder Gu Yang followed Ji Cai now.

I don't know when this happened, Lin Qianxi thought about it carefully, and suddenly admired Zongcheng a little bit, this person is so fucking courageous in his work, he doesn't even want his family?

Zongcheng, smoking a cigarette, sat at the small table where Lin Qianxi had written his homework.

The phone rang, it was the sound of a video call.

When he picked it up and saw Gu Yang's name, he touched the corner of his mouth, and pressed to hang up.

Gu Yang's news jumped out quickly, and this time he sent a WeChat message.

--Brother, why don't you take my video?

--Didn't it be agreed to make a video at least once a week?

Zongcheng lowered his head and took the test booklet from under the chair, flipped through it, and before finishing it, he just took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it.

--I'm working on a question, I don't have time, so let's type.

Gu Yang sent a grinning expression.

--I was scared to death. I thought something was wrong. I was afraid that some gangsters would trouble you again.

--Then I really want to go to Xige.

Zongcheng looked at the expression he sent, silently smoking a cigarette, typing with his fingers.

--No trouble, don't worry, there's nothing wrong.

Gu Yang then sent him a few photos, all taken with his mobile phone every day, the classroom he went to school, the homework he did, and even a picture of breakfast in a bowl, yellow fried eggs covered with two grilled sausages Served, fresh and tender.

--Look, I have had a good time here with Sister Cai.

--Teachers and classmates are very kind to me.

--I seldom play games recently, I'm afraid of being scolded by you.

Zongcheng looked at each piece with his fingers, and the smoke lingered in front of his eyes.

--very good.

Gu Yang replied quickly.

--It would be even better if I could be with you.

--You're all alone there, Dad...I'm worried about you.

He paused and spoke again.

--I really miss your brother, really.

Zongcheng exhaled smoke.

--Less goofy, get out, I'm done.

Gu Yang came over with an expression of hitting the wall.

--Ruthless Xueba, my brother is heartbroken, goodbye!

Zongcheng saw that there was no news from him, so he exited the dialog box and clicked on Ji Cai's WeChat.

--thanks.

Sent a transfer.

--Gu Yang's living expenses this month.

Ji Cai came back.

--So many again?It's like this every time, you can't beat yourself?

-- No wonder your dad always wants your money.

The corner of Zongcheng's mouth twitched coldly, he removed the cigarette from his mouth, and typed with his fingers.

--He doesn't even want a cent.

After handing out the mobile phone, he threw it on the small table.

At the end of a cigarette, the mobile phone rang the WeChat notification tone again.

Zongcheng glanced at it, thinking it was still Ji Cai, took it again, clicked on it, and the default WeChat avatar, Xi Ge's name popped up.

--I'm done writing, can you open for business?

The photo of the physics test paper below is really finished.

Zongcheng laughed a little at this statement, and quickly tapped his fingers a few times.

-- Yes, it's listed.

After speaking, he put out the cigarette, sat upright, and clicked on the photo to see.

Lin Qianxi's news came right after.

--Tell me if I'm wrong, and I'll change it again.

--If you don't want to tell me now, you can find another time, I am very kind.

Zongcheng has quickly finished reading and typing.

--You are right.

Lin Qianxi paused for a moment, it was displayed that he was typing, and the message came out.

--?

--real or fake?

Zong Cheng raised the corner of his mouth. This person is usually quite crazy, but now he has no confidence.

--Can Dad still lie to you?

There was a "whoosh" voice over there, and he clicked on it.

Lin Qianxi's voice sounded a little cheerful: "I got this question right, what does it mean?"

Zongcheng raised the phone to his mouth and replied: "It means that this question is not difficult."

A string of "..." popped up on the dialog box.

Lin Qianxi: "I'll give you a chance, tell me I have potential."

Zongcheng: "Father is going to sleep."

Lin Qianxi did not come back.

Zongcheng wants to get angry?It shouldn't be.

Lin Qianxi admired her test paper.

He glanced at his phone, thinking he was helping you in vain, and he couldn't even say a nice word.Turning his head to the light in the room to read the test paper again, he fell on the bed and grinned: "Hey, our brother is great!"

There was a long-lost humming sound in the room.

I used to know that writing a question correctly can make people so happy, but now I know.

In the morning, Zongcheng went out earlier than usual.

After leaving the old building, he looked on the road, but he didn't see any gangsters.

When the bald man was beaten, he let go and wanted to continue. He thought they would definitely leave someone squatting here to block him, but now he didn't see it.

He walked out with his schoolbag, passed outside Yang Rui's small shop, and saw an old truck parked by the side of the road, a man with a shaved head, a black vest, and a scar on his left face was sitting on a small bench in front of the grocery store. I had breakfast last night, and I had a blue dragon tattooed on one arm.

Yang Rui came out of the store with a bowl in his hand, saw him, and pointed at the corner of his mouth: "What happened? No wonder Lin Qianxi was in such a hurry last night."

Zongcheng rubbed medicine on the broken corner of his mouth, and put a band-aid on it, which was transparent, but his face was so cool, and multiple such things were too conspicuous, so he could still see it at a glance.He stretched out his hand and touched it: "It's okay, what did you say about Lin Qianxi?"

"He came to take care of you last night." Yang Rui pointed to the person sitting at the door: "Please ask Lu Feng to come forward, now there are no gangsters looking for you again?"

Zongcheng's first reaction was that Gu Yang was looking for Lin Qianxi, but Gu Yang didn't know about him at all, it was Lin Qianxi who helped him.He digested the news, looked at Lu Feng who was sitting there eating: "No one is looking for trouble, thank you."

Lu Feng was looking at him: "Lin Qianxi opened his mouth. I usually don't help other people's affairs."

Zongcheng nodded: "I remember, thank you."

When walking out, I heard Yang Rui whispering to Lu Feng: "See, I said he is a cool guy."

Lu Feng said: "Handsome, he can still fight a group."

Zongcheng walked away, and didn't hear any further words.

When I entered the school, I just ran into Jiang Hao, and he saw the band-aid on the corner of his mouth: "What's wrong with you?"

Zongcheng said, "It's inflamed, it's swollen."

Jiang Hao was completely inexperienced, he didn't see that he was talking nonsense, and he was concerned: "Then you should be careful, you have to take medicine."

"En." Zongcheng entered the teaching building, passed by the outside of Class [-], and glanced inside, but did not see Lin Qianxi.

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the chat dialog box of Xige on WeChat.

I haven't decided whether to send a message or not, but by coincidence, there is a message in the dialog box that pops up first.

--dad!

Zongcheng glanced forward at Jiang Hao who was walking, and typed with one hand.

--Where?

Lin Qianxi returned in seconds.

--The last toilet on the east side.

Jiang Hao had already entered the classroom, and suddenly realized that Zong Cheng hadn't followed behind, and turned around and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Go to the toilet." Zong Cheng went to the toilet.

Lin Qianxi was typing a draft in the last room of the men's room. When he typed for the third time, the door "clicked" and was pushed.

He stretched out his left foot and pressed it against the door.

Someone outside kicked his left foot lightly: "Let Dad come in."

"You should have said it earlier." Lin Qianxi opened the door.

Zong Cheng stepped in sideways, and the door closed again.

He looked at Lin Qianxi: "What are you doing hiding here?"

"Where can I go? I have a temporary problem and I can't find a place. Anyway, class is about to start, and no one is coming." Lin Qianxi handed him the question booklet in his hand: "Here, this way!"

Zongcheng took it and glanced at his right foot: "Your foot doesn't hurt anymore?"

Lin Qianxi said: "I don't feel much anymore, your spray is really amazing."

Zong Cheng felt relieved and put his arm against him: "Then get out of the way."

It was too crowded, he was tall, and Lin Qianxi was not short, so the two of them could only stay next to each other within a square meter.

"How can I let it go?" Lin Qianxi still had to make a hole under his feet, step back a little on the side, and stick to the wall of the cubicle: "Just make it up to you."

Zongcheng could only stand against the wall, with half of his arms squeezed together with him, looking down at the question.

Lin Qianxi tilted his head to watch together, and unconsciously approached him.

Zongcheng felt that the shadow on the test book in his hand was heavy. When he raised his head, the tip of his nose brushed Lin Qianxi's hair, and he smelled shampoo, a bit like mint.

He looked at the pitch-black hair in front of him, turned his head, and took the test book away a little.

Lin Qianxi's eyes were still chasing the test book, and when he realized it, he looked up at him: "Why, tell me."

"Just tell it once, can you remember?" Zongcheng asked.

"Yes, you can talk first."

Just as Zong Cheng was about to speak, he stopped suddenly, and Lin Qianxi also fell silent. The two looked at each other and looked at the door at the same time.

The toilet was quiet, and for two or three seconds at most, Zongcheng suddenly stuffed the title book into Lin Qianxi's arms, pushed his shoulders against the wall, stood in front of him, and opened the door.

Ding Jie was looking around suspiciously outside, met his eyes, and opened his mouth, "Fuck! I thought who was inside."

"Me." Zongcheng held the door and said coldly, "Wait for you, are you finally willing to come to the bathroom?"

"Damn..." Ding Jie ran away again.