can i borrow your white paint

After Cheng Moutong was driven back to the bedroom to study, three teenagers crowded together on the small sofa, silently looking at the empty water glass and a bag of medicine in front of them.

Liao Chengfan huddled helplessly in a corner, secretly looking at Brother Fang; but Brother Fang didn't want to talk to him, didn't even want to look at him, so he sat on the other side farthest from him; They were caught in the middle.

This seat is ingenious, he doesn't move left or right - because he doesn't like to be close to strangers, so he doesn't want to lean to the right; because now he sees Fang Hengzhi and wants to beat him, so he doesn't want to lean to the left.

He straightened his back, and it was the first time he sat so upright at home.

After being silent for a while, Cheng Yi finally spoke first: "Should I be glad I didn't buy it for you when I was in the hospital just now?"

Fang Heng knew that he was talking to him even without looking at him, so he couldn't help touching his nose, then picked up the medicine and looked at it: "If you don't take the medicine for free, you don't take it for nothing, right?"

Cheng Yi let out a "huh": "Yes."

Fang Hengzhi: "...you will embarrass me like this."

Cheng Yi glanced at him in surprise: "Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

"..." Fang Hengzhi let out a long sigh, feeling that the wound on his leg was about to burst.

Liao Chengfan looked at Brother Fang, then at the gangster beside him, and shook uncontrollably: "That..."

The two looked at him in unison.

Liao Chengfan: "..." Don't look at me like that, I'm cowardly...

But being stared at by these two, if you don't say something, it will be really difficult to end.

So he closed his eyes and said bravely, "I think we can... give Brother Fang a change of medicine first."

Fang Hengzhi let out a soft snort, calming down a little.

Cheng Yi frowned: "Isn't this medicine applied in the morning and in the evening?" He clearly remembered that the doctor's sister said it in the morning and in the evening when she scolded Fang Hengzhi.

"This..." Liao Chengfan was very embarrassed, because he made up a nonsense sentence.

"Didn't you fall in the morning?" It's up to Fang Hengzhi to fool people. "Isn't it good to apply it once now and again at night?"

When Cheng Yi thought about it, it was still the same reason.

He is very urgent now, and more than anyone else, he hopes that this guy's legs will get better quickly, because if he beats him when he is not doing well, he always feels that something is wrong, and he beats people awkwardly.

But when he is healed, he can be unscrupulous.

He could even put someone in the hospital one more time.

The cold war came to an end, Cheng Yi stood up, turned to look at Liao Chengfan.

Liao Chengfan: "???"

Although he didn't know what this inexplicable oppressive feeling was, he still picked up the medicine and held his brother Fang's leg in his arms.

Fang Hengzhi closed his eyes and resisted the urge to kick him.

The gauze was lifted, Cheng Yi frowned and looked at the crooked sutures.

Fang Hengzhi complained about him: "It's fine if you can sew it on, don't worry about the beauty and ugliness."

Cheng Yi turned his eyes away and stopped looking at him: "Is it none of my business whether you are ugly or not?"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows in noncommittal.

It was already half afternoon after Liao Chengfan finished changing Fang Hengzhi's medicine, but the two of them couldn't have dinner at Cheng Yi's house, because Fang Hengzhi's mother had already started making serial calls.

"Leaving?" Fang Heng stood at the door reluctantly, "You really don't want to let me have dinner?"

Cheng Yi pushed hard against the door he was resisting, and showed him a perfect smirk: "No."

"Tsk." Fang Heng knew that he was dodging, and slowly retracted his arm against the door, "Ruthless."

"Who can have feelings for you?" Cheng Yi closed the door expressionlessly.

Fang Hengzhi felt the wind brought by the closed door, and sighed: "Let's go."

Liao Chengfan looked at this scene in amazement, his eyes widened: "Fuck, Brother Fang, when did you have such a good temper?"

Fang Hengzhi looked at him coldly: "What are you talking about? Do I still have a bad temper?"

Liao Chengfan curled his lips, didn't speak, picked up his mobile phone and went to hail a taxi.

Is this the reaction to a three-good student? ?

Fang Heng snorted in disbelief, and just about to say something, the door next to him opened again, revealing Cheng Yi's awkward face inside.

He tilted his head: "What's the matter? Can't bear me? Want to let me sleep?"

"..." Cheng Yi, who opened the door, felt that his brain was sick, he let it go, and left a expressionless sentence, "Be careful on the road."

Then the door was slammed shut again.

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and smiled.

Liao Chengfan crossed his arms beside him and marveled: "Brother Fang, there is something wrong with you."

"What's wrong?" Fang Hengzhi glanced at his mobile phone, it showed that the taxi he took would be there in 5 minutes.

Liao Chengfan stared at him, and asked seriously: "Is there something you want on this Cheng Yi?"

Fang Hengzhi: "???" Are you sick?

Liao Chengfan didn't see him looking at him like an idiot, and he still lowered his head and said to himself: "It must be! Otherwise, why do you two have such a good relationship all of a sudden? You both came to someone else's house, have you come to my house to play? You still have such a good temper with him...I think, don't you..."

"No." Fang Hengzhi interrupted his chatter.

Liao Chengfan patted his head: "I haven't even said what it is, why did you deny me so quickly?"

"Because it doesn't matter what you say." Fang Hengzhi said, "There is no purpose, I just think he is funny, cute, and..."

Liao Chengfan: "And what?"

"And I really want to know why he is so bad at studying." Fang Hengzhi looked at the approaching car in the distance, and smiled slightly, "I don't think he is a gangster."

"What does that have to do with us? What does it have to do with you?" Liao Chengfan didn't quite understand.

"Don't you think," Fang Hengzhi pointed to himself, and then to the closed door of Cheng Yi's house, "do we get along well?"

Liao Chengfan: "???"

He wanted to ask: Brother Fang, who gave you the illusion?

Fang Hengzhi didn't give him a chance to ask, so he just patted him on the head: "Let's go, the car is here."

Liao Chengfan stretched out his hand to support him: "Hey, slow down."

After that day, Fang Hengzhi handed over the life items that Fang Hengzhi couldn't take care of himself to Cheng Yi.

Including but not limited to, helping to go to and from school, helping to carry school bags, helping to buy lunch at noon...

In short, the rotten leg of this living ancestor is more serious than the broken leg of others.

The two stick together all day long, and almost everyone in the school knows that the relationship between the two brothers is as strong as gold.

Ji Xiangbai was so relieved that he burst into tears.

In this regard, Cheng Yi is really dumb and eats coptis, and it is hard to say.

But one good thing is that every time he went to paint the wall in the south corner of the city, Fang Hengzhi would follow him, and it was rare for the stick to stop, to watch him paint quietly.

In exchange, Fang Hengzhi also generously lent him all the teaching aids, workbooks and textbooks he had done.

It was densely packed with notes, and Cheng Yi read it with novelty, just like reading an encyclopedia, because it was all things he had never seen before.

Compared with other scumbags, Cheng Yi has one advantage, that is, if he can learn, he is willing to learn.

Fang Hengzhi gave him the books, and he was very happy to read them. Except when he took the children to draw, he almost read these books.

If not, you can ask the owner of this book, which is really convenient.

So when the results of the midterm exam came out, he scored an unprecedented 78 in mathematics, 59 in physics, and barely reached the edge of 60 in chemistry and biogeography.

In addition to history, it is still 13.

Five of the nine subjects passed, and this is a small poor school like No. [-] Middle School, which is definitely a high score. Although it is not enough to become a top student, at least he can enter the top [-] of the grade.

What's more, the top [-] in this grade is not someone else, but Cheng Yi who has been wandering outside the [-] all year round.

After the report card was issued, Class Nine and Senior One were shaken up.

Looking at his report card, Fang Hengzhi was more satisfied than looking at his first age, and he was quite relieved that "my family has a child who is just growing up".

He patted Cheng Yi on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Not bad! Our brother Yi is awesome! Let me feel ashamed!"

Cheng Yi: "..."

Although he is also very happy and proud, it does not mean that he is already proud enough to think that he can trample Fang Hengzhi under his feet.

So, he quickly tore through the report card on the other side's desk.

Chinese 119, Mathematics 148, English 142, Physics 91, History 82, Chemistry 91, Biology 89, Geography 81, Politics 72.

Cheng Yi: "..."

In this reform of the college entrance examination, the number of language and mathematics has changed from the original 480 in the three totals to 450, and there is no division of arts and sciences, and the original score of the grade system is replaced by the total score of the college entrance examination.

Because there are no subjects yet, the total score of the nine subjects is 1050, and this guy... got 915 in the test.

Fang Hengzhi let him look at his report card, and sighed regretfully: "If you fail the exam, it's politics. It's too bad."

Cheng Yi kicked him: "Do you owe it?"

Fang Heng was delighted: "Don't be angry, what I said is true. Don't think that my test is very high. In the eyes of those academic gods, it is not enough."

"I ask you to have a clear understanding of your identity," Cheng Yi took his report card into his arms, "You are an art student!"

It is understandable for cultural students to take the 915 exam, but this guy is an art student.

I don't know what this guy is studying art for.

Fang Hengzhi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head angrily: "I forgot."

Cheng Yi: "..." Die, let the world be destroyed.

"Be quiet." As soon as the class bell rang, Ji Xiangbai walked in with a book, "Have you got your midterm exam results?"

The following Qiqi responded: "I got it!"

Ji Xiangbai: "Are you satisfied?"

This time the voices below disagreed, some were satisfied, some were dissatisfied, some were really dissatisfied, and some were bragging.

Ji Xiangbai looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Cheng Yi: "Cheng Yi, are you satisfied?"

Cheng Yi knew that he had to ask himself, and said without any surprise: "It's okay."

Ji Xiangbai smiled: "Others are not bad, but the math is 150 out of 90, [-] is a pass, you need to keep working hard."

Cheng Yi nodded: "I will try my best."

But Fang Hengzhi gave a "tsk" at the side, and muttered in a low voice: "It's improved by fifty points, which is very impressive."

Cheng Yi looked at him sideways when he heard this, and wanted to laugh a little: "Yes, Teacher Fang is amazing."

Fang Hengzhi gave him a thumbs up: "Student Cheng is also good!"

The classroom became noisy and chaotic, some were as happy for Yu Feng as he was, but there were also...

From the corner of his eyes, Cheng Yi saw some students in the back row, their faces were full of reluctance to smile but had to.

He only glanced at it, then turned his head indifferently.

There are very few classes that are completely harmonious and happy, and there are more classes like Class Nine. There are more than 30 people in a class with all kinds of thoughts, big and small, but they are awkward but have to be grouped together.

Especially in the past two months, the girls in the class have been divided into two small groups, and there have been many things.

This is also the reason why Cheng Yi didn't want to integrate into this class at first.

Fang Hengzhi's eyes were sharp, and he caught a glimpse of the pause in his gaze just now, and couldn't help turning his head to look.

Seeing this, he smiled: "Brother Yi, they are sour on you."

"I don't understand what's so sour about it." Cheng Yi lazily said, "Are you sour on my History Exam 13?"

"You can't think like that," Fang Hengzhi shook his head, obviously disapproving of his words, "You have to think: 'Let this group of mortals be sour, I want to be the leader in Class Nine, work hard quietly, and amaze everyone!' "

"..." Cheng Yi didn't look at him, and silently covered his face, "Are you fucking late stage of secondary cancer?"

Fang Hengzhi lay on the table and laughed sullenly for a long time, and after he recovered for a while, he lay on the table and looked sideways at him: "School is on holiday tomorrow, Saturday, do you want to go out to play? I'll treat you to dinner and celebrate."

Cheng Yi paused, but still shook his head: "No."

Fang Hengzhi was also taken aback for a moment, apparently not expecting to be rejected.

Cheng Yi looked at him, hesitated for a while, and then explained: "I'm going to Yangzhou tomorrow, and I may have to stay there this weekend."

Fang Hengzhi looked at him and suppressed his smile: "Is it a family matter?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yi nodded, eyes drooping slightly, "It's very important, I planned to go last month, but I didn't have time, so I can't go this week."

Fang Hengzhi didn't reply immediately, he took out his schoolbag and took out a plate of chocolates: "Here you are."

The chocolate was put on the table, Cheng Yi curled his mouth, took the chocolate, peeled one for himself and threw it into his mouth: "You bring so many snacks to school every day, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

"Food is the paramount necessity of the people." Fang Hengzhi said, "And didn't half of this go into your stomach?"

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows: "You have evil intentions."

Fang Heng knew: "A good brother must share the difficulties."

Cheng Yi wanted to say "Who is a good brother to you", but this sentence rolled in his mouth for no reason and swallowed it.

Now this situation... barely counts as half a friend with him?

Fang Hengzhi didn't care about his reaction, he broke off a piece of chocolate from the chocolate he opened and threw it into his mouth: "Are you taking Mouton with you?"

"You call my brother's name dear." Cheng Yi rolled his eyes at him, "Don't take it away, put it in Ermao's house."

Fang Hengzhi: "Who is Ermao?"

"Du Mao," Cheng Yi said, "is the second child at home."

"How many people are in his family?" Fang Hengzhi imagined the scene of a big family living together, and couldn't help shivering.

"He has four brothers and sisters," Cheng Yi said. "The eldest is going to university in Xi'an now. The third is a girl who is about the same age as Cheng Moutong. She goes to school with his grandparents in other places. The fourth is still young and has just started kindergarten."

"Fuck," Fang Hengzhi couldn't help sighing, "Is this supernatural?"

"No, isn't there a second-child policy?" Cheng Yi said, "The eldest and fourth are not biological, but adopted by Uncle Du."

"Good man," Fang Hengzhi clasped his hands together, "I will have a safe life."

Cheng Yi laughed: "I will bring your blessings for you."

"Thank you." Fang Hengzhi handed him a piece of paper, "Wipe, there is chocolate at the corner of his mouth."

Cheng Yi took it over: "Thank you."

The two of them didn't speak for a while, watching Ji Xiangbai fight with the group of students.

The moment the get out of class bell rang, Fang Hengzhi poked Cheng Yi's back, and said in a low voice, "If you have any trouble, if I can solve it, remember to come to me. You're welcome."

Cheng Yi's back stiffened from being poked by him, and it took him a while to turn around and smile at him: "Then please ask Teacher Fang to ask me for another leave tomorrow."

Fang Hengzhi looked at him without speaking.

It wasn't until the three get out of class bells rang that he sighed: "Okay."

Cheng Yi took out a small picture album for him from his schoolbag: "I'll give it to you."

Fang Hengzhi took it, opened it, and found that the 28 pages inside were all pen sketches.

Cheng Yi said: "It's all the scenery of Yangzhou, I will see you off, and I will take you on a cloud tour as brother Yi."

Fang Hengzhi looked at the small notebook and smiled: "Thank you Brother Yi."