with Jian Chengfeng

"Xiao Feng, don't think too much about this matter, study hard, the college entrance examination is one year away, you must not be affected." Liu Xiangmei said to Qi Feng with a chopstick.

"Mom, I'm fine." Qi Feng took a few mouthfuls of rice, put down the bowl, got up and entered the bedroom, and closed the door with a bang.

He turned on the desk lamp, took out a set of math papers and started to work.

It's getting colder now, and the wind is blowing through the windows, making it a bit cold.

Qi Feng got up and put down the curtains. Before he sat down at the desk, there was a sound of crackling pots, pans and pans in the living room, men yelling violently, and women crying for mercy.Qi Feng took out a fruit knife from under the pillow and pulled the door open forcefully.

"Xiaofeng, what are you doing out here? Go in quickly." Someone grabbed Liu Xiangmei's hair, she turned half of her face away, and shouted loudly.

Before she could say the following words, someone kicked her stomach, and the man grabbed her hair and knocked her against the wall.

"Let her go." Qi Feng said to the person in front of him with a fruit knife, "My dad owes you [-] yuan, give me a month, and I'll repay it. Let my mom go, otherwise I don't know what I will do." What happened."

The leading man held the cigarette in his hand and looked Qi Feng up and down: "Qi Yue is so rough, I didn't expect my son to be so handsome." He put out the cigarette in his hand and said, "5 yuan, boy, what do you want?" How do you return the meat?"

"Fuck." Qi Feng scolded: "You don't care about me."

"Have a personality." The man folded his arms and looked at him and said, "One month, then do you think I'm stupid? Tomorrow, tomorrow at the latest, hand over the money, or else" the man stretched out his hands to pinch Qi Feng's chin and said, "Your old man!" The debt owed, you boy, wait for the flesh to pay."

After the man finished speaking, he greeted his subordinates and left.

Liu Xiangmei stood up in embarrassment, walked up to Qi Feng and cried, "Xiao Feng, I'm sorry for you, I'll try to pay back the money. You should go as far as possible, and don't come back."

"Shut up." Qi Feng slammed the door heavily, venting all his irritability on it.

He took out his bank card, touched it twice, gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and called that person.

"Yo." Jian Yan jokingly said, "Qi Feng, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to contact me."

"Does that agreement still count?" Qi Feng asked in a deep voice, "I'm short of money now."

"How much?" Jian Yan asked.

"Fifty thousand." Qi Feng said, "Call me tomorrow."

"Okay, boyfriend." Jian Yan said with a smile: "I will find you tomorrow..."

beep……

fifty-five thousand

Qi Feng stared at the number on the self-service teller machine, sighed, took 5 yuan, put it in a leather bag, and handed it to the man.

While counting the money quickly, the man said: "You follow me, I don't want any of this money, and you will use as much as I earn in the future."

"Shut up, count quickly, I still have to go to class." Qi Feng said, staring at his hand counting money.

"Five hundred, not less." The man patted the money, put it in the bag and said, "I didn't expect that your father didn't have a penny, but you are quite rich. Where did you get the money?"

"I want you to take care of it." Qi Feng turned around and left.

Qi Feng stepped on the bicycle and kicked it a few times, and drove forward rapidly.

There are 10 minutes left for class, so I shouldn't be late.

He parked the car in the carport, bent down and locked the car.

"Boyfriend." Jian Yan got out from behind him and hugged his waist: "I'm here."

Qi Feng pushed his elbow back, and twisted Jian Yan's wrist with his backhand: "Don't touch me."

"Shy?" Jian Yan patted Qi Feng's hand, "You hurt me."

Qi Feng let go of his hands, pulled off his clothes to cover his exposed back: "What are you doing here?"

"I miss you." Jian Yan looked at him and said, "I want to sleep with you."

"Get out." Qi Feng kicked him, and after Jian Yan dodged, he walked towards the classroom expressionlessly.

Jian Yan followed him all the way to the door of the classroom and watched him.

Qi Feng paused: "I'm going to class."

"I know." Jian Yan said, "I want to go to class too."

Qi Feng was not talking, and strode into the classroom.

He sat down, scraped away the layers of review materials on the table, and took out this exercise to do it.

Jian Yan sat down next to him: "Boyfriend, we are at the same table."

"If your father finds out that you won't go back to class and come here to harass me." Qi Feng said, "I'll definitely beat you to death."

"I'm willing to sacrifice for you." Jian Yan stared at his face and said, "When will you let me touch such a handsome face?"

"Are you looking for a draw?" Qi Feng gave him a sideways look.

"Quiet, I'm in my third year of high school, and I still don't look the same. I'm noisy in class, and I copy exams. Just like you, you still want to go to college, and you want to take a heavy exam. Why don't you take a piss and look like a bear. Quiet me After ten minutes of class, Teacher Chen, who teaches mathematics, dropped the textbook on the table and shouted in a thunderous voice.

"Qi Feng, come up, let's do this problem." Teacher Chen knocked on the blackboard with his whip, and shouted.

"Get out of the way." Qi Feng kicked Jian Yan's stool: "I want to go over."

Jian Yan turned half of her body and looked at him motionlessly.

"Get out of the way." Qi Feng's face was gloomy: "Jianyan, don't force me to fight with you."

"Okay, boyfriend." Jian Yan leaned back to leave a gap in front: "Go over."

Qi Feng glanced at him, stretched his long legs, and stepped over, Jian Yan took the opportunity to pinch his waist, Qi Feng kicked his legs back, kicked his calf hard, and strode towards the blackboard.

Jian Yan covered his legs and hissed, until Qi Feng came down, he still maintained this posture.