can i borrow your white paint

When the door was pushed open, Cheng Yi heard a strange voice from inside——

"The flowers I've been waiting for are all thankful~"

Cheng Yi: "..."

He glanced at Du Mao coldly: "You are the one who talks too much."

Du Mao laughed "hehe" twice, and pointed to Fang Hengzhi: "Brother Yi, he's dying soon."

Cheng Yi looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, a certain ancestor was lying on the sofa half dead.

He frowned, walked over and kicked lightly: "It's hard?"

Fang Hengzhi groaned and pointed to his nose.

Cheng Yi: "? Are you using sign language?"

Liao Chengfan on the side sighed, and kindly translated for him: "He is saying that his nose is stuffy."

Cheng Yi admired: "You still understand him."

"No, no, no," Liao Chengfan quickly waved his hands, expressing that he couldn't afford it, "Because he had already done this action seven times before you came back."

He said angrily: "Fuck! I guessed it seven times, and every time I didn't say anything, if I guessed wrong, I would kick me! It doesn't look like a sick person!!"

Cheng Yi was happy, and put his hand on Fang Heng's forehead, and said with a smile, "So fierce?"

Fang Hengzhi's eyes were half-opened, and he forced his mouth to open, with a strong nasal voice: "Slander."

Liao Chengfan became angry.

Fang Hengzhi glanced at him lightly.

Liao Chengfan was out of breath.

Du Mao was very happy to watch the excitement, while talking about the potato powder in Malatang, he gave Liao Chengfan a thumbs up.

Can bend and stretch, brother, I respect you for being a man.

Cheng Yi took out the medicine from the medicine bag, looked at it, and said, "There's a thermometer in the drawer, measure it with your mercury, it's more accurate. I'll make you some cold medicine first."

Fang Hengzhi wrinkled his face: "What does it taste like? Is it bitter?"

"Are you qualified to be picky?" Cheng Yi smiled contemptuously, "You have to drink the smell of shit for me."

Du Mao: "...Brother Yi is awesome!"

Liao Chengfan: "...Yi Shen is awesome!"

Fang Hengzhi: "..." Don't, don't talk, I'm already feeling sick.

But the words are not harsh, he really has no right to be picky, even if Cheng Yi gave him the whole Coptis chinensis today, he would have to pretend to be dumb and drink it.

Fang Hengzhi looked at the back of Cheng Yi who was making medicine, and struggled for a while between the mercury thermometer in the drawer and the electronic thermometer, and finally succumbed to lust/power, and honestly chose the mercury thermometer.

Liao Chengfan was surprised: "Brother Fang, are you really my brother Fang?"

Fang Hengzhi flicked the thermometer and put it under his armpit: "Call me to see if I should?"

Liao Chengfan sneered.

Yes, it's Brother Fang.

"Drink the medicine." Cheng Yi came over and put the cup directly to his mouth.

Fang Hengzhi twitched his nose, and moved away in disgust: "Sanjiu?"

Cheng Yi nodded: "Yes."

Fang Hengzhi was very embarrassed: "It's too bitter."

"Three nines are still bitter?" Cheng Yi became impatient in an instant: "Why do you old men drink medicine so much?"

Fang Heng felt aggrieved: "Masters are also afraid of suffering!"

"Brother Fang, don't talk about it." Du Mao kindly advised, "Brother Yi hasn't poured out your spirit yet."

Qingkailing granule, a medicine that is so bitter that it directly hits Du Mao's central nervous system.

"I was young and frivolous back then, and I didn't drink life and death. Brother Yi squeezed my chin and poured it in." He said with emotion, "I have endless aftertaste."

Cheng Yi acquiesced, and passed the medicine to Fang Hengzhi's mouth again, as if if you didn't drink it, I would pour it into you.

Fang Hengzhi blinked.

In fact, if it was just the two of them, Cheng Yi really wanted to pinch his chin and feed him...

But now there are still two people, so we can't be too embarrassed, it's a bit embarrassing.

He sighed, took the cup resignedly, closed his eyes and frowned.

Hold!so bitter!

He didn't like to take medicine since he was a child. He would never take medicine if he could get an injection, because no matter what kind of medicine he was not used to, it didn't mean that all the medicines were bitter, but that all these medicines had an indescribably unpleasant taste. .

If it wasn't for Cheng Yi's face today, he...

Before the complaints in his heart were over, Fang Hengzhi felt that his taste buds were hit by a burst of milky sweetness again.

He froze for a moment, and rolled the small piece of candy in his mouth with his tongue.

After Cheng Yi stuffed the toffee into his mouth, he ignored him, and ran to Du Mao's side: "Book, give me a book."

Du Mao generously gave him the entire schoolbag: "Here, you pick it yourself."

Cheng Yi flipped through the schoolbag: "When you leave later, remember to pick up Cheng Moutong and send it home."

Du Mao responded very readily: "Okay."

Liao Chengfan looked left and right, and found that he was really useless here, so he scratched his head and planned to run away.

"That, I..."

"Take him away when you leave." Cheng Yi interrupted him, stretched his arms, and pointed at the person lying on the sofa with his fingers.

The eyes of the other two looked over in an instant.

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

With milk in his mouth, he slurred his words, "Aren't you a little too heartless?"

"When Cheng Moutong comes back, I don't have time to take care of you." Cheng Yi patiently explained to him, "You go home to recuperate honestly, and school starts the day after tomorrow."

Fang Hengzhi was immediately moved: "You really still care about me..."

Cheng Yi: "Wear the mask well, don't infect us with the disease again."

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

Du Mao and Liao Chengfan immediately burst out laughing, especially Liao Chengfan, who was happier seeing Brother Fang suffer than winning the lottery.

If he didn't know how to write the word "cherish life", he might have jumped up and shouted, "My family, let's laugh like thunder together".

In the end, Fang Hengzhi still failed to resist, and was dragged away half dead.

Fortunately, before leaving, Cheng Yi promised to give him another toffee. He picked and picked in the candy jar and chose a golden monkey toffee.

I haven't seen this kind of sugar for a long time, childhood memories.

"Fang Hengzhi, how is your competition problem doing?"

It was only noon, and this was the third time Mr. Lei had found Fang Hengzhi today.

Fang Heng knew that he was so annoying that no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he put his head in his elbow and pretended to be dead: "Old Lei, come and ask me again, I'm sure I won't do well in the exam tomorrow."

"Stinky boy! What nonsense are you talking about!" Boss Lei didn't care about his calling himself "Old Lei", so he slapped him on the back in anger, "No nonsense! You must win the prize tomorrow!"

Fang Hengzhi let out a muffled snort, feeling that his internal organs were all exposed by this slap.

"Mr. Lei, take it easy." Cheng Yi couldn't stand it any longer, and cheerfully touched the area where he was fanned, "He's recovering from a serious illness, and he's still ignorant."

"Yeah," Fang Heng knew that he didn't have the masculine spirit of insisting on his absolute integrity, so he recognized it quickly, "Are you afraid that I will fall before the competition..."

"Okay, okay! Don't talk, don't talk! I won't shoot you, can't you?!" Boss Lei was so angry that they sang and stared, "Have a good rest tonight!"

One of the reasons why the reputation of the Fourteenth High School has improved in the past two years is that Fang Hengzhi is here. In the first year of high school, he won a national award, two provincial awards, and a city award for the Fourteenth High School. force.

And these four awards are not all for learning, the national award is a national computer competition, covering a wide range of ages, Fang Hengzhi won a first prize certificate at a very young age, and it was even published in the newspaper last year.

Fang Hengzhi, the hope of Fourteenth High School, the eternal God of Fourteenth High School.

The teacher group has always been like this: you can always trust Fang Hengzhi in the competition.

After Mr. Lei left, Cheng Yi was still a little worried, and asked in a low voice, "Have you finished your competition paper?"

Fang Hengzhi sighed, stretched out an arm from the table, and pulled out a stack of papers from the hole in the table.

It's all blank.

Cheng Yi looked at him blankly.

Fang Hengzhi rubbed his nose, seeing that his expression seemed to be about to storm, he quickly said: "Don't be angry! I just didn't do the questions given by the school."

Cheng Yi looked at him with a more friendly expression, but still had a look of hatred: "Then what else did you do?"

After it was done, Fang Hengzhi said, "I'll show you."

The exercise booklet, which was more than three times more than the stack of papers just now, was stacked on the table, and when I opened it, it was densely packed with words.

Cheng Yi smiled.

Fang Gou is not sloppy when it comes to big things.

Fang Hengzhi felt sorry for himself who had been wronged, and muttered in a low voice: "The paper given by Mr. Lei is exactly the same as last year. It was done 800 years ago, and there is nothing new. I hope this is not a competition. ..."

"Then you won't be able to win the prize if you don't expect this?" Cheng Yi asked back.

Fang Hengzhi squinted his eyes: "At the same table, I should have taken you to my parents' house to see my certificate room."

Cheng Yi said perfunctorily, "Yes, Mr. Fang is amazing!"

Fang Hengzhi glanced at him, and suddenly asked: "If I win the award, is there any reward?"

"Then you should ask your parents." Cheng Yi put his arms on the table and looked sideways at him, "You want a supercar."

"It's useless to ask for that. You can't drive it without a driver's license. Do you want to use it as a decoration?" Fang Hengzhi curled his lips, "You won't give me a reward?"

Cheng Yi looked at him as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person: "You want me to be your father? It's not suitable."

Fang Hengzhi: "...Forget it, I shouldn't have expectations of you."

Cheng Yi endured it, but still couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing with a "poof": "Okay, I won't tease you. Tell me, what do you want?"

"I want..." Fang Heng knew that he was in trouble, and he really couldn't think of what he wanted.

But asking Cheng Yi to give him something is very, very, very rare, and he doesn't want to let it go.

So after a while of silence, he touched his nose: "You make me think about the day."

Cheng Yi said generously, "Okay."

But after thinking for a day, there was still no result. Fang Heng knew that he had nothing to plan.

For money, it must be impossible; for color, Cheng Yi is as sure as he is, and it is impossible to agree!

This is very difficult.

He struggled all night, until the next morning when he was sent to the bus by Cheng Yi.

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Yi frowned, "Aren't you in the mood?"

"Huh?" Fang Hengzhi seemed very absent-minded, "It's okay."

Cheng Yi patted his face, leaned closer and shouted: "Be sober!"

"Fuck!" Fang Hengzhi was taken aback, his conditioned reflex retreated a bit, and his head hit the car door in an instant, "Hiss!"

"Hey, slow down!" Cheng Yi hurriedly supported his head, "This is a race right now, don't let me lose the chain."

Fang Hengzhi grimaced for a moment, and quickly returned to normal, looking very concerned about his image: "Understood, don't worry, I will definitely come back with an award."

"Don't say it so early, if you kill your poisonous grandma, I will blow your head off." Cheng Yi looked at him coldly, "Did you hear that?"

Fang Hengzhi smiled: "Yes."

It was almost time, Fang Hengzhi was pulled into the car by the teacher who led the team.

After all, this is the only one left at the moment who is stuck at the car door and cannot get in. The team leader thought that this child had fallen in love with his girlfriend after a puppy breakup, but he didn't expect to take a closer look and found that he was an equally tall and handsome young man.

Alas... He thought to himself, the friendship of these students now is really good!

This time it was a math competition in the province. There were team competitions and individual competitions. Schools in Jiangsu sent a total of 13 teams, one from each city, and each team consisted of 10 students.

Most of the other cities are composed of teams from the best schools, but some cities with poor education, such as Fang Hengzhi and Cheng Yi, are composed of several people from each school.

The schools that dare to stand out are also good schools like No. [-] Middle School, ordinary schools are not qualified, like No. [-] Middle School, this is the third time in history.

It was also the third time Fang Hengzhi participated.

In fact, Fang Hengzhi can’t be counted according to his grades, but he has a strong competitive ability. He spends about three years in junior high school studying science competition questions in high school. Continue to learn.

So looking at the whole city, there is really no one more suitable than him to compete in mathematics, physics and chemistry competitions.

The competition for good schools is very fierce, and if you don't pay attention to your studies, you will be overtaken, so Fang Hengzhi got on the bus this time, and there were many new faces in the car.

Of the six boys and three girls, only four had ever met.

The two met once, and Fang Hengzhi nodded when he passed them, as a greeting.

The remaining one has seen him twice, and the other one has been there three times. At the moment, the two are sitting in the last row. After seeing him, a man with earrings waved to him enthusiastically: "Fang Hengzhi, come here to sit?"

The one with the stud earrings is called Zhu Qi, and those in the attached middle school are generally ranked among the top three in their grades. It is said that they were unable to participate in the competition at the beginning of the year because of a broken bone.

At this moment, the leg is still wrapped with gauze, it seems that the incision of the operation is not complete yet.

There are only a dozen people in total, and there are quite a lot of vacant seats in this car. There are five seats in the last row, and those two people occupy the place by the window on the left.

Fang Hengzhi nodded, and sat on the other side by the window, two seats away from the one with the earrings.

It's not that close, but it's a way of saving face.

The cool guy by the window who had been silent all this time laughed softly.

Fang Hengzhi glanced at him expressionlessly.

Cool brother is called Xu Jixing, the god of the attached middle school, and will always be the first grader in the attached middle school.

He is handsome, has good grades, and his family has money to play basketball. He also has a sexual/indifferent expression every day, like the number one tall and cold man in the novel.

The name Xu Jixing has been spread in many schools since the first day of junior high school. He is the "family" that countless teachers say needs to be seen, and it is also the "male god" that many girls skip class and have to lie on the iron railing of the back door of the attached high school. ".

At first Fang Hengzhi really believed these rumors, and was even a little bit dissatisfied, thinking that if he had come to this city two years earlier, he would have earned such a reputation.

In fact, it cannot be said that he is narcissistic, because he has only been here for about two years, and his name has spread to all schools, but his popularity among students is not as high as that of Xu Jixing.

But later, about a year ago, Fang Hengzhi completely scoffed at these rumors.

Xu Jixing is aloof?

Laughing to death, is it the kind of aloofness that fought with him for half an hour and ended up in the hospital?

Although he didn't lose that fight, his parents not only paid [-] yuan for breaking the opponent's bones, but also beat him up, so the two of them have always disliked each other all year. When walking, you have to turn around and change paths.

Thinking of this, Fang Hengzhi snorted lightly, bent the corners of his eyes at him contemptuously, and then turned his gaze out of the window.

Cheng Yi outside the window hadn't left yet.

Cheng Yi skipped class today, because Fang Heng knew that his family was not at home and there was no one to see him off, so he had no choice but to act as a flower protector once to see him off.

Come all come, have to wait for the car to drive away before going back.

So he's standing on the side of the road, looking at someone in the car in a blur.

Fang Heng knew that he could see Cheng Yi clearly from the car, but Cheng Yi couldn't see him clearly. It was already mid-morning, the sun was shining, and the glass was a bit reflective.

Cheng Yi couldn't see the expression of the man in the car, but after a little guessing, the man was facing this way, and he should be looking at him too.

The bus roared, and the exhaust of the car sprayed dust all over the place.

Standing on the side of the road, Cheng Yi looked up at the reflective glass, opened his mouth, and compared two words.

Fang Hengzhi saw clearly, paused, and suddenly smiled.

He gave a very light "hmm".

Because Cheng Yi was saying "Come on" to him.

He will respond.

The bus shook slowly twice, and drove away from here.

The sound of the car driving became smaller and smaller, and the car was getting farther and farther away in sight, as if it was going to an unknown but worth looking forward to.

Cheng Yi was suddenly very envious, envious of the ten people in the car, envious of their high-spirited appearance during the competition.

He smiled and turned to ride his motorcycle.

Envy is envy, but there is no jealousy.

Because after all, there is a person inside who is Fang Hengzhi, and he is very familiar with him.

So that distant place that people yearn for doesn't seem so unreachable anymore.

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