Toffee Master

The summer vacation is coming to an end, but the heat has not diminished at all.

The magnificent marble gateposts of Changqing Private High School can feel the scorching temperature from a long distance away.

The campus was quiet and silent, only occasionally a few or two students who were called to the school by the teacher in advance walked quickly across the playground distorted by the heat.

The security guard in the guard room was drowsy under the old fan. Suddenly a roar approached. The security guard trembled in fright. When he woke up, he skillfully grabbed the wet towel at hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead and neck. hot sweat.

He hastily put his black security hat on his head, walked out of the security room with a serious face, and shouted: "Hey, I don't know that vehicles are not allowed to enter the school..."

Halfway through the sentence, he was dumbfounded. The huge monster in front of him... If he read it correctly, it seemed to be a tractor?

The red shell is shining in the sun, and the half-person-high rear wheels look very solid, but the chug-chug sound makes people's brains hurt.

security guard:……

He has worked as a security guard in Changqing Private High School for so many years, he has never seen any luxury car, and this is the first time he has a tractor.

Just when he was in a daze, he heard a click, and the sound that could stir his brain all over finally stopped, and a man in white half-sleeve jumped off the tractor neatly and came straight to him.

Before the security guard could react, his hands were tightly held by the visitor. The man with white half-sleeves spoke fluent Mandarin and said with a smile: "Comrade Security, I am really sorry. Cars are not allowed to enter the campus, but you see it’s still a holiday, can you accommodate me and let me park the car here for a while.”

"Uncle Security, please excuse me."

A clear and energetic voice rang out, and at some point behind the man, there was a boy wearing the same white half-sleeves, his lower body was wearing fat shorts, and he was casually stepping on a pair of flip-flops, revealing his skin White to reflective.

The security guard tilted his head slightly, just in time to see the bright and hearty smile under the big straw hat of the young man, he thought to himself, this child is really cute, it looks like the doll in his family's New Year's picture has grown up.

He waved his hand and said, "It's easy to say, but after school starts two days later, you can't drive in anymore!"

The man thanked him, turned around and walked into the school.

The boy followed behind him, took two steps and suddenly turned around, took out a handful of candy from the big pocket of his shorts and stuffed it into the security guard's hand: "Thank you uncle!"

The security guard looked at the colorful candies in his hand, dumbfounded, picked one at random and threw it into his mouth, his mouth was instantly filled with the smell of strawberries.

He hummed a ditty and walked slowly back to the security room, looking back at the red tractor from time to time, and finally couldn't help whispering: "It's pretty handsome."

The chug-chug sound of the tractor alarmed the students who arrived at school early. Some people poked their heads out of the window of the teaching building and looked out, but they were almost blinded by the tractor at the school gate. Their first reaction was to take out their mobile phones and take pictures. Download the photo and send it to Moments.

The father and son who went to go through the transfer procedures were completely unaware of this.

"I don't think this school is very good. It's far away from home. Neither your mother nor I can come and take care of you." Seeing that it was already at the entrance of the teaching building, Tang Huihong still didn't give up, and wanted to struggle one last time, "My son It’s still too late for you to regret it now, Dad will take you home.”

"If you say that Aunt Wang's school is not good in front of Aunt Wang, she will be anxious with you!"

Tang Ye stretched out his hand to straighten his big straw hat, and the side of the Band-Aid on his ring finger curled up due to sweat, "Besides, my mother even rented the house for me. I've been busy for a few days. I'll go back now, she Haven't unloaded me yet."

Tang Huihong pursed his lips: "Nonsense, your mother will only get rid of me if she loses her temper. She is reluctant to touch a finger of yours!"

Tang Ye failed to "splash dirty water", so he simply said coquettishly: "Oh, Dad, I will go back to see you when I am on vacation."

"Humph!"

Seeing that his son was determined to transfer to another school, Tang Huihong was so angry that his footsteps going up the stairs made a lot of noise.

As a result, after taking only two steps, I found that there was no one following behind.

Tang Huihong was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and saw Tang Ye stopped in front of an electronic bulletin board.

He walked back quietly, "What are you looking at?"

Tang Ye was taken aback. After regaining his senses, he smiled and pointed to the bulletin board: "Changqing Private High School Honor Roll and Notification List last semester."

Tang Huihong squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and saw a photo pasted on the first position of the school year's honor roll on the left. In it, the boy had dark skin, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. His chin was raised high to reveal his protruding Adam's apple. With a disdainful face, "Yang Xingyu" was written next to it.

He frowned, and looked at the announcement list on the right, and the name that ranked first was also the same!In one semester, he was notified and criticized 45 times, and he publicly read the repentance letter 32 times...

"Dad, isn't he very interesting?" Tang Ye chuckled, showing his tiny canine teeth.

Tang Huihong's face turned green, and he dragged his son to the principal's office upstairs: "That's interesting, let's go quickly, if you hang around for a while, I will be found by those people!"

Tang Ye turned his head three times a step, and the smiling eyes under the straw hat seemed to shine in the sunlight, shining brightly.

The transfer procedures were quickly completed. When the father and son came out, they still had the blue school uniforms and a stack of new books that they had prepared long ago.

Tang Ye said goodbye to the security guard, and the tractor sprang up again, taking the Tang family father and son jolting into the next neighborhood.

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Yang Xingyu was woken up by the noise from next door.

He irritatedly rubbed the hair that had grown to the point of piercing his eyes, put his bony hands on his forehead, and woke up with half-closed eyes. After a while, the sensations in his body returned, and his limbs were weak and sore.

He sighed heavily, he was getting old, didn't he rush back from his parents across a city in the daytime yesterday, and then stayed up all night to make up for the summer homework, and the next day he would feel uncomfortable all over, thinking back then He can't even stay up for three nights and run a marathon without panting!No bragging.

There was a faint voice next door, and it sounded like there was more than one person.

Yang Xingyu opened his eyes helplessly. If it wasn't for the fact that the neighborhood was not close to the school, he wouldn't live here. He could even hear the sleep talking next door.

Originally, he was the only one living on this floor, and it was very clean. He didn't expect that he didn't come back after a summer vacation, and there was an extra neighbor.

He pressed his swollen temples, and while thinking about whether to change his house, he touched his phone everywhere.

A mobile phone in a silent state is like a blind box. After unlocking, it may be empty, or the message may explode|explode.

Yang Xingyu twitched the corners of his mouth at the news that he couldn't get to the bottom of it. He went back to his parents first, and then clicked on the main source of the news——Wang Zhuqi.

The dozen or so long speeches were all nonsense, either lamenting how boring and lonely he was, or saying that his sister had done something stupid again.

Yang Xingyu didn't want to listen to the remaining ones, so he simply replied in a hoarse voice: "You must be sick!"

However, within five seconds of the voice, Wang Zhuqi called.

Yang Xingyu took a deep breath, held the phone five centimeters away from his ear, and pressed the connect button. Wang Zhuqi's loud voice exploded in the room instantly: "Brother Yu, you're finally awake! It's almost night, I I thought you were going to cultivate immortality!"

"Keep your voice down, you have a headache."

Wang Zhuqi's voice rose instead of falling, and he was so excited that he split his arms: "Brother Yu, you missed a super super interesting thing this morning!"

"What? You finally stripped in the square?"

Yang Xingyu heard the ping-pong sound from the balcony next door, he frowned, and walked over slowly pulling on his slippers, wanting to see what the neighbor was doing, whether it was moving or demolishing.

"If you want to watch, I can dance for you alone." Wang Zhuqi laughed wretchedly.

"Get out!" Yang Xingyu couldn't help but cursed with a smile.

"Hey, Brother Yu, let me tell you, this thing is definitely more interesting than my striptease. A transfer student came to our school this morning. Do you know how special this transfer student is!"

"Three heads and six arms? Alien species? Flying fairy?"

While perfunctory Wang Zhuqi, Yang Xingyu pushed open the balcony door, the dust jumped back and forth under the orange sunlight, he moved his nose, and sneezed out one after another. He already had a headache, but this shock made it even worse. Even the tears flowed out.

Wang Zhuqi heard his sniffing sound, and exaggerated: "Hey? Brother Yu, what's wrong with you? Don't cry if you can't guess!"

Yang Xingyu ignored him, covered his nose and mouth with his elbows, and glared at the neighbor next door, only to see that the balcony opposite was covered in black soil, and flower pots of various sizes were piled up in the corners.

Speaking of the structure of this community, it is also strange.

The building area is not large, but each house has a small balcony extending out, which leads to the close proximity of the balconies of the two households on the first floor, and the neighbor’s house can be visited through the balcony by turning over the half-person-high wall, so in order to ensure the To ensure privacy, almost every household has installed cage-like barbed wire on the balcony.

But Yang Xingyu was uneasy, one was because he was lazy, and the other was because there was no one living next to him. Because of this, the balcony next door was also unobstructed at this moment.

Sensing someone coming to the balcony from next door, he quickly rubbed his nose to stop sneezing, and wanted to ask the newcomer if he could be moral, it was okay to play with mud, but he had to be wary of the neighbors, those who didn’t know thought he was on the balcony It hasn't been cleaned in four or five years. Fortunately, he put away his clothes before the summer vacation, or he might be given a free mud mask now.

He pushed his hair back aggressively, but the person next door didn't fully open the door and left. Yang Xingyu only saw the person's white and slender hand on the door frame and his fingers wrapped in Band-Aid. At that time, there was a sound of closing the door next door, and then fell into complete silence.

Yang Xingyu slumped his shoulders in frustration. It seemed that the neighbor next door had caught his momentum in advance and ran away in fear.

"Hey, hey, Brother Yu, are you still listening?"

"Hmm..." Yang Xingyu replied weakly, gritted his teeth and stretched vigorously.

"Let me tell you, Brother Yu, that transfer student actually drove a tractor into the school! Chu Chu Chu, the sound resounded throughout the campus! And I heard that the color of the tractor is still colorful black, but it's cool! Hey, you Why didn't I think of such an eye-catching appearance!"

"What's so great about a tractor?"

"what?"

"I have one right in front of me."

Yang Xingyu still didn't let go of his hand in mid-air. He stared straight at the parking space downstairs. Unlike the colorful black, a red tractor stood out from the crowd.

He raised one eyebrow high and wondered, are tractors popular now?