Accidentally landed

Zhou Jing left for evening self-study and returned home in the dark.

Opening the door of the house, the light was turned on in the living room. Zhou Yang was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, with a popsicle in his mouth. When he saw him come back, he greeted him happily.

"Brother, you're back! I bought a midnight snack!" His gaze shifted to the dining table, the barbecue in the plastic takeaway box was attractive, but Zhou Jing had no desire to eat.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Holding his schoolbag in one hand, he opened his door and walked in.

Before closing the door, the boy frowned, turned around and looked at Zhou Yang who was sipping popsicles happily in the living room, and said, "Why do you come back so early every day these days? The evening self-study in the second middle school is not at 09:30." Is it over?" Zhou Yang held up the popsicle, a trace of embarrassment of being caught flashed across his face, and stammered, "Ah, this, I've been so hungry every night lately..." "Eat less unhealthy food, I'm hungry Come back and cook dumplings by yourself."

Zhou Jing gave another order before closing the door.

The schoolbag was thrown on the ground beside the desk, and Zhou Jing lay down in the chair, pinching the space between her brows wearily.

Everything that happened during the day came one after another, interweaving many pictures in his mind.

Although she was very calm in school, Zhou Jing's heart was agitated because of the netizens who suddenly came to her.

He entered his school out of nowhere, and appeared in front of his desk... Thinking of that boy with peach blossom eyes, Zhou Jing felt extremely depressed.

He didn't want to have any interaction with people on the Internet in reality, including this night.

It's fine to find her, but she brazenly likes her in front of him, and even threatens him—— Zhou Jing thought of this, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

All the WeChat IDs that received orders have been canceled by him, and only the WeChat IDs he uses in real life are logged on the phone.

Today, for the first time, he gave this WeChat to a "stranger" who didn't want to keep in touch.

The stranger obviously didn't regard himself as a stranger and sent him a series of messages.

Su: [friend number] Su: Are you doing self-study next night? Jingbao

Su: Jingbao

Su: There is a sentence that I forgot to tell you face to face

Su: You are so handsome...

Of course, only noisy is the consistent characteristic of this person.

If it is said that Zhou Jing on the Internet is a taciturn cool guy, then in real life he is a dumb character with social terrorism.

Adding Ye Suyu's WeChat is already the biggest concession he has made to solve the trouble.

Not intending to reply to Ye Suyu's WeChat at all, Zhou Jing directly clicked on the boy's avatar to find the setting interface.

Do not disturb messages, block this person's circle of friends, Zhou Jing almost dragged him into the blacklist.

As for what he called this person a baby or a puppy on the Internet before, Zhou Jing completely forgot.

Zhou Jing put the phone aside, took a change of clothes and went to take a shower.

Only at the most relaxing moment under the hot water pouring, would there be some pictures that shouldn't appear in his mind.

For example, the small red mole on the arm that can only be seen when you are face to face with this person... Or, for example, when you cover his mouth, the soft touch, and those smiling eyes.

He said he liked him.

Zhou Jing wiped the water from his face, opened his long and narrow eyes, the light in them was dim.

For him, the word "like" is too contemptuous and disgusting.

The hot water was boiled too much, and it seemed to scald people when it splashed on the skin, but Zhou Jing didn't seem to notice it, and continued to let the hot water burn her body red.

Zhou Jing turned off the water and walked out of the bathroom until there were no more thoughts in her mind.

The days passed like flipping through a book, and every day was a similar scene.

Zhou Jing occasionally glanced at his phone, next to the little red dot of Do Not Disturb, there were more and more unread messages accumulated, which were different every day, but he never clicked on the dialog box.

Apart from sending him frequent messages on WeChat, Ye Suyu seemed to know a little bit of propriety, so he never came to the school to look for him.

Zhou Jing didn't think that Ye Suyu who chased him from the Internet to reality would be a worry-free thing. He kept pulling a cordon in his heart, always preparing for when Ye Suyu would appear in front of him again. in front of.

But to his surprise, Ye Suyu's trouble didn't come to him first, and Zhou Yang, who had always been quite peaceful, caused trouble first.

On an ordinary weekday afternoon, Zhou Jing was studying by himself, when the mobile phone placed in the belly of the desk rang one after another.

He glanced at the incoming call reminder, and it was a number marked "Teacher Huang".

After going to the toilet to answer the phone, Zhou Jing hurriedly asked for leave with the class teacher, and rushed to No. [-] Middle School without even having time to change her school uniform.

The atmosphere in the small conference room of the third grade group was a bit stagnant.

Zhou Yang stood on one side of the long table in the conference room, and on the other side stood three boys. The head teachers of Class [-] and Class [-] were communicating with the parents who had arrived.

"Yes...I'm really sorry, a boy at this age is just too impulsive..." "Impulsiveness can make my child like this! Look! How swollen his face is! Teacher Huang, it's not like that Makes sense!" "..." Zhou Yang raised his head and met the eyes of the three boys with bruises all over his face, he hooked the corners of his mouth and turned his head provocatively.

When Zhou Jing opened the door and came in, what he saw was Zhou Yang's arrogance, and the boy's fist beside him was clenched.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Zhou Jing walked over from behind Zhou Yang, and lifted Zhou Yang's nape with one hand, and Zhou Yang, who had been tugged five or eight million just now, deflated like a deflated ball.

The boy who was still wearing the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School had broad shoulders and long legs. Although he was wearing the school uniform, he already looked like a young man.

"I've heard about the general situation from Mr. Huang on the phone. I'd like to apologize for my brother and all the parents. It's his fault for beating people."

The boy bent his back and bowed to the parents, his courteous and thoughtful attitude made it hard to fault.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yang was furious. Standing behind Zhou Jing, dissatisfaction was written all over his face.

"Uh..." The parents were a little confused when they saw that the other parent who came was still a student.

Just about to say something, Zhou Jing spoke again: "Because our parents are no longer alive, so it is inevitable that I will be negligent in disciplining my younger brother. Please be more tolerant."

——The elders in the family are no longer alive.

The faces of the parents who were aggressive just now calmed down a little. It was obvious that Zhou Jing, who looked like a good student in the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School, was much more useful than the teacher's mediation by revealing his scars.

"It's not that we're short of medical expenses or we're going to make a big deal out of it, but we have to apologize for hitting someone, right?" a matriarch said.

She glanced at Zhou Yang, who still had "I dissatisfied" written all over her face, and said, "Or if this classmate thinks that our child has done something wrong, he can also bring it up. If it is really wrong, we are not responsible for it." Unreasonable."

Facing Zhou Jing, this parent didn't look as mean as before.

Suddenly Zhou Yang became the focus of the audience's attention, Zhou Yang's face was gloomy, remembering what happened during this period, he forced a few words out of his teeth.

"Let your sons say what they did."

Let alone admitting his mistakes like this, he might beat those people up again.

"Hey—you child!" The matriarch who had been humiliated began to scream again.

Zhou Jing glanced at his younger brother and thought with a headache, this kid has committed another offense.

But... his eyes glanced at the few boys who were huddled together, and he probably had an assessment in his heart.

Although Zhou Yang's temperament and temperament did not completely follow him, he was not a person who liked to do things.

Thinking of Zhou Yang going home early every day during this period of time, Zhou Jing felt a little angry.

His face darkened a little: "I can't slap a slap, and I want to hear the reason. If it's on our side, I will let Zhou Yang take care of medical expenses and demerits," the teacher said. Show embarrassment, a few boys look at each other, no one wants to speak first.

The parents of the boy who was beaten felt that something was wrong and started to get along with each other.

"Oh, it's all children's conflicts, and it can't be taken seriously. How about this, both parties apologize to each other, and we will expose this matter--" Zhou Jing ignored the parents who were bothered with each other, and continued to look at the opposite side in silence , to express your attitude of checking to the end.

"Dong dong dong—" There was a knock on the door, breaking the embarrassment in the room.

Everyone looked at the door, and a young man in a white shirt and suit pants pushed the door and walked in.

Wearing rimless glasses, he looked very refined, and he was holding a lesson plan in his hand.

It seems to be a young teacher.

The moment Zhou Jing's gaze touched this uninvited teacher, his pupils dilated a little.

— Fuck, why is it him.

"Sorry to bother everyone."

The young teacher spoke in a calm voice, with a gentle and clear smile on his face.

"I heard that I was dealing with the fight in the afternoon. I hurried over after class. I just listened outside the door. I want to talk about the cause of the incident, right?" It's not easy to open your mouth if you are thin-skinned, why don't you listen to the description of me, an eyewitness?" Pa——It was the sound of the door closing.

This young and polite teacher did things very simply and neatly. Without waiting for anyone's consent, he walked to the conference table and smiled at the two class teachers.

The homeroom teacher who knew the young teacher hurriedly introduced: "This is our new trainee teacher, Teacher Ye. He stopped the fight, but he was in a hurry to go to class just now, so he came a little late."

When the parents heard that there was another teacher watching the whole process, it was not easy to get along with each other, and they all expressed their willingness to listen to Teacher Ye's speech.

Ye Suyu's peachy eyes hidden behind the glasses swept over everyone present, and finally stopped on Zhou Jing who had the words "Why are you again" written on his face.

Putting down the lesson plan, the young history trainee teacher spoke.

"The thing is like this... Today, after checking the materials in the library, I passed by the men's restroom on the fourth floor of the art building. I was about to go in to solve my physical problems, when I heard voices talking inside."

"It should be these three classmates. They were talking about classmate Zhou who beat someone in the toilet."

"Say... Classmate Zhou's mother died and his father died, and my brother is still a dropout. He seems to be very powerful on weekdays, but he is actually more pitiful than anyone else."

"I also said that Zhou's brother didn't know what kind of job he dropped out of school to do so that he could pay off the family debt and come back to study."

"Again, didn't he go to be a duck? Selling his body to pay off his debts to raise his younger brother, what a good brother, and then, everyone laughed happily."

"Then, I heard the sound of fighting inside, so I went in to stop it.

"... Word by word, the young and gentle intern teacher clearly recounted all the scenes at that time. As expected of a history teacher, he spoke vividly.

While speaking, the teacher looked at the gray-faced boys with a smile in his tone, but his eyes were cold.

This is too straightforward a description to make a few boys and their parents unable to talk anymore, let alone ask the other party to apologize, especially the female head whose voice was sharp just now, it seems that she can't wait to stuff her son back into her stomach and start a new life. Live once.

Although this scene was very cool, Zhou Yang didn't want his brother to hear these words. He clenched his fists, and his first reaction was to look at Zhou Jing, only to find that his brother was looking at that strange trainee teacher.

His eyes are very focused, and there are even many emotions that Zhou Yang can't understand.

"So, I think these three students should apologize to Classmate Zhou first, what do you all think?"... Zhou Jing looked at Ye Suyu, and a certain part of his heart felt as if ants were crawling over it, itching It hurts again.

The meeting room was brightly lit, the man's glasses reflected the light, and his slender fingers were pressing the history book, like a knight who suddenly appeared in his world and began to charge for him without reason.

Wielding his long sword, swaying his blood.

Ridiculous and irresistible.

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