leave my business alone

Maybe want to be an individual.

A serious sentence fell on Xue Yi's ears, but it was extremely mocking.

Could it be that Sheng Yan heard what they said just now?

Impossible, if Sheng Yan heard it, how could he still compete in such a calm manner.

Xue Yi thought so, but he was guilty after all, as if he wanted to save something, he said anxiously: "A Yan, don't listen to Qin Zigui, things are not what he said."

"Did Qin Zigui say something?"

Sheng Yan raised his eyebrows innocently.

Xue Yi was immediately stuck on the spot.

He couldn't say what Qin Zigui said again, otherwise it would be no different from not calling himself.

But he wasn't sure if Sheng Yan really didn't hear it.

In this uneasiness of being at a loss for what to do, Sheng Yan smiled again: "If you didn't say anything, then forget it, but Qin Zigui should have told you just now, I am not familiar with you, so after calling A Yan It's better not to bark, it's not appropriate."

Sheng Yan's smile didn't reach his eyes, but floated on the corner of his lips, showing a kind of alienated coldness.

Xue Yi had never seen Sheng Yan smile like this before, his heart throbbed instantly, he opened his mouth, and stopped talking, as if he wanted to justify something.

But Sheng Yan didn't bother to look at him anymore, he turned around and took the milk tea with the straw inserted from Qin Zigui's hand, and the two walked out side by side.

As they walked, Sheng Yan turned his head and said something, Qin Zigui responded in a low voice, and stretched his hand behind Sheng Yan's neck, straightening his collar.

The fingertips slid across the neck and made skin-to-skin contact, Sheng Yan didn't reject it at all.

Xue Yi saw it, and remembered that every time he wanted to help Sheng Yan tidy up his clothes, he avoided him, and felt his eyes hurt a little. All the unwillingness, remorse, guilty conscience and jealousy fermented in his heart, and finally made him stop again Sheng Yan: "Sheng Yan!"

Sheng Yan frowned and turned his head, as if his patience was almost exhausted.

Seeing this completely different expression from when he faced Qin Zigui just now, Xue Yi couldn't help but quickly said: "Then why can Qin Zigui be called?"

Sheng Yan really felt that there was something wrong with Xue Yi's words: "Qin Zigui spends more time with me than my mother, who can he call?"

Xue Yi choked.

Sheng Yan asked again: "And Qin Zigui can help me pass the math test, can you?"

Xue Yi choked again.

"So don't compare yourself too much. You can't compare people. Oh, of course, it's best not to compare too much when making garbage. Otherwise, it may be recyclable garbage, and it will become harmful garbage if you compare it. It's not good."

Sheng Yan sincerely sent a wise saying.

Xue Yi's old blood choked in his heart, and he felt that he had never been so ashamed in his life.

Fu Yun who rushed over happened to see this scene, and immediately crossed Xue Yi angrily, and said fiercely to Sheng Yan: "Sheng Yan, why are you crazy? Didn't you just get lucky and win a heads-up match? You also go to the Moon City Tournament!"

"If you want to say that, it's not impossible." Sheng Yan drank milk tea and thought for a while, "But I'm mainly afraid that if I go, your brother Yi may not even get the silver medal, and he is not young anymore. If you can’t win some decent championships, you can only stay in the city team until you retire.”

Sheng Yan has always had a clear distinction between love and hate, and he is also very good at slandering people. Throwing out an understatement can be said to be murderous.

Fu Yun choked up a mouthful of old blood for Xue Yi.

Then Sheng Yan said again: "Oh, by the way, and, if a man wants to keep his word, that doll of yours, tied around his waist, can travel around the world for three days, don't forget, we Gou Youke recorded it What about the sound?"

"Ah?" Gou You was suddenly cueed, and then reacted, and immediately raised her head proudly, "No, I'm recording the sound, if you dare to renege on your debt, don't blame us for being rude and making you jump 360 surround playback."

"That's right." Zhu Peng praised professionally, "So this story tells us, don't be too jumpy, even if some people enter the city team, they can't compare with others. Even if our brother Yan doesn't enter the city team, he is handsome. The family has money and talent, and it will be crushed in minutes, eh, it's just for fun."

The yin and yang duo completed their attack.

The faces of Xue Yi and Fu Yun, the enemies, were so green that they almost turned black.

Sheng Yancai said lazily and gracefully: "Okay, keep a low profile, we must be people of quality, and don't learn from some people who are beaten in the face every day."

"Brother Yan is right." Zhu Peng and Gou You gave Sheng Yan a lot of face, and kept up, one on each side, habitually on Sheng Yan's shoulders.

However, as soon as they got on board, the two of them felt a icy chill, and when they turned their heads to look, they happened to meet the cold gaze of Qin Zigui who had been pushed aside.

I don't know why, at that moment, Gou You suddenly remembered Qin Zigui's sentence in the fried chicken shop, "I can help him make the decision, there is no reason, and don't call him A Yan, I will be sick for him", so a strange feeling The ominous instinctive feeling of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages came to his heart.

After looking at each other for three seconds, he decisively let go, took a step back, and slapped Zhu Peng's paw on the other side: "Let go."

Zhu Peng looked blank: "Ah? Why?"

"Why are there so many? Do you understand restraint, do you understand elegance? What does it look like with hooked shoulders and shoulders? We want to show the group of trash our victorious temperament."

Gou You has always had a better mind than Zhu Peng, and he spoke righteously, so Zhu Peng didn't think too much, let go of Sheng Yan's shoulder obediently, and stood beside Gou You: "And then?"

"Then do you feel that you really want to go home and do your math homework?" Gou You said very seriously.

Zhu Peng: "?"

He didn't want to, very much.

However, before he could answer, Gou You solemnly took his hand: "Okay, I know you want to, then let's go back quickly."

After finishing speaking, they said "Goodbye, Brother Yan", and the two quickly disappeared at the door of the shooting gallery.

Sheng Yan: "??"

Are these two out of their minds?

Thinking about it, he looked back at Qin Zigui, nodded his head, and explained earnestly: "There's something wrong with them here, you understand."

Qin Zigui felt that Gou You's place might be better than Sheng Yan's.

Sure enough, without waiting for his answer, Sheng Yan narrowed his eyes again: "But tell me honestly, did you do something to apologize to me?"

Qin Zigui raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Sheng Yan was justified: "Otherwise, how could Xue Yi say that you are the same as him? How are you the same? Did you do something shameful behind my back? Otherwise, why did he say that you called me A Yan disgusting? You Now tell me honestly, and I can still fight for a leniency."

Qin Zigui looked at the fool in front of him who couldn't even understand the eavesdropping, was silent for three seconds, and then put his schoolbag on his back with a cold face: "The most sorry thing I did to you was to print out five more math papers at noon today. "

Sheng Yan bit the straw and froze in place.

This man is so cruel!

And the most ruthless man in the world indifferently pinched his shoulders on both sides and turned him away: "Fifteen papers, finish it in one weekend."

Sheng Yan muttered angrily: "I have to do it today."

Qin Zigui was very strict: "Give me a reason."

"There's no reason, just a bad mood."

Sheng Yan threw out such a sentence a little willfully.

Qin Zigui turned his head to look at him, and saw that his originally extremely long and slightly curly eyelashes were drooping listlessly, and he completely lost the air of fighting a little rooster just now.

It still looks sad.

So Qin Zigui paused and nodded: "Well, okay, I won't do it today. I'll take you to a place."

"where to?"

Sheng Yan raised his head and asked.

Qin Zigui opened his umbrella to cover his and Sheng Yan's heads: "You will find out when you come with me."

Perhaps the rain in the summer night has become a little dry, and the smell of gardenias is soaked in the humid air, and the fragrance is refreshing. When walking slowly in the winding alley in the south mist while holding an umbrella, Much more comfortable than during the day.

It is close to the old city and not far from the family courtyard of government agencies. It is filled with the atmosphere of the city from the last century. The buildings are dilapidated but lively. Even if it is raining lightly, the night market in the old street is still brightly lit and crowded with sheds. .

"The fair is still going on."

Sheng Yan looked at this familiar place, a little surprised.

When they were very young, they still lived in the family courtyard. What they like most every year is the fair held on the street after the summer vacation. Once a long series of sheds are set up, small vendors bring their own delicious food, drink and fun. Densely arranged into a street.

The adults give them ten yuan each, and their children can play from the opening to the closing of the market.

Didn't expect it to still be there after so many years.

Qin Zigui was not surprised. After sending Sheng Yan into the shed, he put away his umbrella and said calmly, "It will be held every summer vacation. I only discovered it when I came to participate in a competition near here last year."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"At that time, I was still angry with you."

"Tch, naive." Sheng Yan seemed to be in a much better mood because he remembered many things from his childhood, and stood in front of a sugar figure booth, "Look, I'll spin a dragon out for you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and a dragon came out.

The stall owner's aunt said with a smile: "The young man is very lucky, he can do whatever he wants."

Sheng Yan proudly said: "Well, when I was young, I could turn to the biggest one every time I turned, that one, just the one with the smelly face, he can't, every time I turn it is the smallest."

"That's why you two can be brothers. In the words of our old man, he gave up his luck to you, so you can cultivate your fate as brothers." Auntie smiled and handed the "dragon" to Sheng Yan.

"Who is his brother? I'm so handsome. I can see that I don't have the same gene as him." Sheng Yan didn't take Auntie's words seriously, but took the candy and turned to Qin Zigui, "Do you want it?" ?”

Qin Zigui habitually opened Alipay and paid for him: "No, I don't like sweets."

Sheng Yan: "?"

Didn't this person say that he likes sweets two days ago? Why did he change so quickly?

Qin Zirui put away his phone as if nothing had happened, and looked at him: "Do you want to visit Uncle Cyclops' booth?"

"Huh?" Sheng Yan was taken aback for a moment, and when he remembered who Uncle Cyclops was, he said "Fuck", "Then uncle is still there?"

"Well, I'm still cheating the kids out of money, why don't you go and have a look?" Qin Zigui seemed to have a smile in his words.

Without even thinking about it, Sheng Yan hooked Qin Zigui's shoulder: "Go, I have to go. When I was young, half of my pocket money was cheated by that uncle every summer vacation. I can't go."

The so-called Uncle One-Eyed Dragon was the uncle who opened a canteen outside the family courtyard. Because he was blind in one eye, the children called him that, and he didn't mind it himself, so he happily agreed.

Every year during the summer fair, we buy a large number of pirated dolls or figurines that are especially attractive to children, and then set up a shooting booth to collect money from the children. If the hit rate is enough, the prize will be taken away. If there is not enough Just keep sending money.

It can be said that it was Sheng Yan's shooting enlightenment education.

And it seems that there are quite a few people enlightened by him.

Sheng Yan and Qin Zigui looked at a large group of boys and girls from afar, holding five-yuan and ten-yuan bills in their hands, three layers inside and three layers outside, tightly surrounding the little boy holding a gun in the middle, waiting with bated breath. , not only feel a little funny.

Sure enough, no accident, the child who was just tall enough to hit the target gave the pocket money in his hand to Uncle Cyclops, but he could only pout his mouth and return empty-handed.

Seeing little radish biting his lip, and heroically digging out another ten yuan from his trouser pocket to donate to Uncle Cyclops, Sheng Yan couldn't help but hugged his chest and chuckled: "Children, that's not how guns are shot."

Although he is small but ambitious, he turned his head back unconvinced, raised his chin, and looked at Sheng Yan: "I'm the best shooter in our community, and I gave Yuanyuan a Judy Rabbit yesterday, Why are you talking about me?"

"Because I'm better than you." Sheng Yan also raised his chin, answering very provocatively.

The child lost face in front of the girl he liked, and immediately became even more unconvinced: "If you have the ability, try it!"

Sheng Yan hummed: "Just try it."

I quarreled back and forth with seven or eight-year-old children, and there was no generation gap.

Qin Zigui lowered his head and pinched his eyebrows, trying to cover his face.

Sheng Yan sat down in front of the sniper rifle very proudly, turned his head to look at the cute girl named Yuanyuan, and asked in a low voice: "Which one does Yuanyuan want, brother will call you."

Yuanyuan handed over the five yuan in her hand, and then pointed to the Barbie doll box on the top row of the prize in a childlike voice: "Yuanyuan likes that princess, can you help Yuanyuan bring her home huh, pretty brother."

The little girl can still talk.

Sheng Yan frowned and smiled brightly: "Okay, then brother will help Yuanyuan bring the princess home."

Then he bent his long legs and fired a gun.

Bang bang bang.

One hit, one hit, two hits, two hits, a hundred hits, a hundred hits.

When the bullets were finished, all the targets on the opposite side fell in response, without exception.

The children present widened their eyes instantly, watching helplessly that the Barbie doll suit they had been asking for had passed from the top of the noble prize rack to Yuanyuan's hands.

Then after a brief silence, the group of children broke out in an instant.

"Brother, brother, I'll give you five yuan, can you call Ultraman for me?"

"Brother, brother, I want that bear."

"Brother, brother, you are the most handsome, even more handsome than Naruto, please call me Naruto."

"Brother, I have money! Can you help me fight first!"

……

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, but you all line up first, the younger ones are in front of the older ones, the girls are in front of the boys, the money will be given to Uncle Cyclops, and the prizes will be given to you by Uncle Cyclops." Sheng Yan sat down At the shooting position, he raised his head and smiled at Uncle Cyclops, "Uncle, don't mind."

The crooked smiling eyes of the boy in front of him overlapped with the short-legged doll who came to squat in front of his booth with pocket money every day many years ago. Uncle Cyclops recognized that this was a child from the Sheng family, and said with a smile: "Then take it easy!" Hit me, break me and give birth, I will go to your grandpa and grandpa to make a fuss."

Sheng Yan smiled, turned around and set up the gun, took aim, and asked lazily, "What do you want?"

"Ultraman! Thank you brother!"

"Naruto! Sasuke! Gojo Satoru!"

"Brother, you are so handsome!"

"Brother, you are the god of war in the night market!"

"Brother, I want that bride!"

"Brother, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Brother, Yuanyuan said he likes you!"

Bullet by bullet, target by gun, doll by doll.

Sheng Yan was sitting there, holding the cheapest fake gun, aiming at the most primitive target, enjoying the most innocent flattery and honor, remembering the joy when he first fell in love with shooting.

He likes to shoot. It has nothing to do with those intrigues and pursuit of fame and fortune. He just likes to shoot.

So even in the simplest night market, the most naive audience, and the worst equipment, he still shines brightly while sitting there, easily grabbing everyone's attention and love.

It's not that he doesn't know about those dirty things that can't be put on the table, and it's not that he doesn't care about them, but he just looks down on them, so he didn't let them leave shadows that shouldn't be in the places that belonged to light.

Qin Zigui thought that one day Sheng Yan would stand where he should belong again and accept the flowers and applause he had missed, because he was born to belong to all of them.

So when all the children were content to embrace their own dolls, Sheng Yan suddenly heard a low and cold sentence from above his head: "I want a little prince."

"?"

Why is this voice wrong.

Sheng Yan looked up, and sure enough, he saw Qin Zigui holding the five yuan in cash that he cheated from which kid, handed it to him, and then raised his finger to point to a little prince and his B612 crystal ball on the prize cabinet: " I want that little prince."

Sheng Yan knew Qin Zigui's purpose for bringing him here.

He happened to be flattered by the brats so that his vanity was extremely inflated, and it was rare to see Qin Zigui's leisurely side, and he was in a good mood, so he raised the corners of his lips viciously: "Then call brother to listen first? "

Anyway, Qin Zigui didn't know how to hit him, so at most he said some mean words.

However, Qin Zigui wasn't even mean, he just leaned back against the railing, looked down at him, and replied in a low and loose manner, "Yes, yes."

Sheng Yan: "?"

Before he could react, Qin Zigui said lightly, "I like that little prince, so can you help me bring him home, pretty brother."

The dim yellow and warm lights of the night market cast a faint light on Qin Zigui's drooping eyelashes, and his low and slow voice fell on the side of his ears, crisp and itchy, easily suppressing all the hustle and bustle of the children and noisy.

So at that moment, Sheng Yan, who was originally triumphant and arrogant, flicked his fingers and missed the first target of the day.

fuck.

God of War in the night market, not guaranteed in the evening.

Beauty harms the country, sincerity does not deceive me.