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A sports meeting, I hope that the students will actively sign up and actively win glory for the class.

Jiang An has been thin since he was a child, and his every move is light, gentle, and slow;

Coupled with his slow personality, physical education classes from childhood to adulthood have been left aside, and group activities such as sports games are even more tormenting for him.

But this year's games may be different because he has Jin Sheng!

Jin Sheng is a patient and gentle person, he will take the initiative to walk to his seat and wait for him to have lunch, he will teach him math problems seriously, and never laugh at him when he sees his bad composition...

What's more, this year he joined the school's radio station, and this sports meeting was also arranged to read the cheering contributions of each class.

The stationmaster of the radio station, who is a sophomore in liberal arts class, attaches great importance to this sports meeting, and often tells Jiang An earnestly that it is not easy to give him a chance for this newcomer this time.

Jiang An responded solemnly.During the lunch break a few days before the sports meeting, he took Jin Sheng to sit on the edge of the playground and read the text to him over and over again, which showed his seriousness.

Inspired by this, Jin Sheng wrote a story about a small announcer for Jiang An. At the end, Jiang An became the protagonist of the story, not only realizing his dream of becoming a popular radio broadcaster, but also successfully saving the gloomy writer Xiao Jin, they met before summer and hugged each other deeply.

Jiang An especially liked this little essay, and read it no less than ten times without putting it down;

Even Zhang Zhao behind him asked him to fetch water for him, but he refused.

Zhang Zhao's father donated money to the school, so Zhang Zhao was very favored by the school, but his grades were clearly at the bottom of the car, but the teacher transferred him to the front row on the pretext of poor eyesight, and sat back in the seat behind Jiang An.

Recently, Jiang An has been rejecting Zhang Zhao's orders and requests more and more frequently. Before, Jiang An clearly obeyed his orders and always acted submissively. Jiang An's sudden ignorance and refusal made him very upset.

He just wanted to turn Jiang An to an unoccupied terrace or a remote bathroom to teach him a lesson as in the past, but Jiang An suddenly called out: "Jin Sheng".

Soon, Jin Sheng came to Jiang An's table with his schoolbag on his back. He waited patiently for him to pack up, and went out talking and laughing with Jiang An while holding Jiang An's scarf and went home.

Jin Sheng told Jiang An that if he was bullied, he should tell him, Jiang An always remembered.

The sports meeting is held on Thursday for two days, and the weekend is just for the students to clean up their minds and adjust their bodies.

In the morning, the students walked in the phalanx. Jiang An was not tall, wearing a white shirt, and standing slightly in front of the team.

Jin Sheng stood in the last row of the phalanx, next to Zhang Zhao who had just been appointed as the sports committee member of the class.

While waiting, Jin Sheng stared at Jiang An's wispy strands of hair blown by the wind;

The latter was arranging his hairstyle awkwardly, suffering from the lack of a mirror, a strand of hair that could not be put back together was scattered around the curls, slightly curled up.

Jin Sheng looked at it and was amused by some clumsy movements. He pursed his lips and smiled. After watching for a while, he dared not look at it again, for fear that he would laugh out loud;

But if I don’t read it, I always miss it, so I have to look at it with a contradictory look and smile, and look at it with a smile.

"You...why protect Jiang An so much?" A voice came from beside him abruptly, "Could it be that... your family doesn't give you money, so you have to ask Jiang An for it?"

Jin Sheng withdrew his smile and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you, does it?"

Zhang Zhao knew that Jin Sheng was popular and good at studying. If he offended him, the teacher might not turn towards him, so he didn't want to stir up disputes, so he said angrily, "Why didn't I think of it? I just want to be good friends with An An, right?" Well, not only can he give money willingly, but he can also have one more little slave."

"Jin Sheng Jin Sheng, I'll fetch water for you—" Zhang Zhao squeezed his throat to imitate Jiang An's speech, with an ugly face, "Jin Sheng Jin Sheng, I'll help you clean the table—"

Jin Sheng got angry and turned around to teach him a lesson, but he suddenly straightened his back, shouted the marching slogan loudly, and led the phalanx to move forward.

Jin Sheng walked steadily, and said to Zhang Zhao who was shouting slogans: "Don't bully your classmates again, or it will be as simple as beating you next time." His voice was not loud, but it was enough to make everyone standing around them The students heard clearly.

Zhang Zhao's slogan trembled visibly.

Jiang An was assigned to be the announcer in the afternoon of the first day and the morning of the second day, two hours a day.

The first competition in the afternoon was a grade-based 4x100-meter relay race. When Jin Sheng was warming up on the side of the track, he could just see Jiang An on the rostrum.

There is a sun visor above the rostrum, but the afternoon sun is scorching. He only sat on it for 10 minutes, and the bridge of his nose and cheeks began to turn slightly red.

Jiang Anzheng pouted, carefully reading the manuscript in his hand.After the girl who was his partner finished reading, he stretched his back, brought the microphone to his mouth, and read aloud clearly and steadily. After finishing, he immediately pushed the microphone to his partner, and respectfully said to the school girl who came to deliver the manuscript: Thanks.

It was Jin Sheng's turn to play, and Jin Sheng ran the last bat.

On the rostrum, the conscientious and meticulous little broadcaster was suddenly distracted, especially at the last stick, the students in several classes were evenly matched, and the distance between Jin Sheng and the students running in No.2 was very small.

Jiang An unconsciously crumpled the manuscript in his hand, not daring to breathe, and didn't even know that the microphone had been pushed to his mouth.

The most stalemate was when approaching the finish line. Jin Sheng changed into short sleeves, and his hair and clothes swayed behind him, as if he was running in the wind.

Because of the limited viewing angle, from Jiang An's point of view, it was impossible to tell who broke through the finish line first, Jin Sheng or the classmate on the track next to him.

Jiang An poked his head and clenched his hands into fists, seeing Jin Sheng jumping very high suddenly, all the students in the class ran towards him and surrounded him.

Knowing that Jin Sheng had won and their class had won, he blurted out, "Jin Sheng is great!"

This admiration reverberated in the playground through microphones and large speakers, co-writing the athletes' march.

Jin Sheng looked over from the crowd and smiled at him;

The leaders and teachers sitting in front of the rostrum turned their heads and frowned at him.

Jiang An: ...

The brief experience of being an announcer for the school sports meeting ended. The station manager of the radio station called Jiang An aside and told him that he would not need to help read the manuscript tomorrow morning.

She also said that in order to be a good announcer, you have to be in front of the mountains and not look the same.

Someone like Jiang An who used his position to cheer for his classmates had no professionalism at all.

Jiang An blushed from what she said, and walked back to the class seating area with his head down.As soon as he got back, all the boys and girls in the class teased him, "Jin Sheng is so good", "Jin Sheng is so good".

What made the head of the radio station heartbroken, but in the eyes of his classmates, it was brave and funny.

Jin Sheng sat on the stand seat and waved to Jiang An. He walked over with his blushing face, and when he sat down, he heard Jin Sheng say, "Jiang An is also great!"

As he promised, Jin Sheng would always sit by Jiang An's side during the sports meeting, and would only leave when it was time for his events.

The classmates who came to talk to Jin Sheng occasionally chatted with him, and a few girls even praised him for being cute and added him on WeChat.

The sports meeting will be held for two days, and the weather is good for both days.

Sitting under the sun visor of the stands, Jiang An watched as Jin Sheng on the track took the lead and crossed the finish line. Then he turned around suddenly, smiled in the direction of the stands, and made a V-shaped victory gesture.

The sun shone on his rolling sweat, Jiang An was dazzled even though he was far away.

Until the next afternoon, Jin Sheng was called out to buy water.Zhang Zhao, who is the representative of the physical education class, suddenly came over with the registration form and asked Jiang An to prepare for the 5000-meter race.

Jiang An was startled, and hurriedly refused, and the classmates sitting around him were also helping him: "That's 5000 meters, you may not be able to run down, why should Jiang An run? Besides, he didn't sign up. "

Zhang Zhao had a tough attitude: "If you are told to go, you will go, and you will humiliate the boys in their class. Besides, Jiang An didn't participate in any projects, so you don't have a sense of collective honor."

Jiang An couldn't get off the tiger, so he could only reluctantly agree. He took off his school uniform jacket and walked slowly towards the starting point.

The 5000-meter race took a long time and was the last running event in the sports meeting. When Jin Sheng and another boy came back from carrying water, they didn’t see Jiang An. They thought he was going to the bathroom, so they hurried to another venue to participate in the high jump final up.

When he successfully won the championship and walked back happily, Jiang An had already run five laps and almost collapsed.

Jiang An calculated that the length of 5000 meters needs to run 12.5 laps around the track, and he has 7.5 laps left: If Jin Sheng comes back during this period, he will discuss with Jin Sheng and ask him to persuade the teacher not to follow him. He was angry, he wanted to give up the game, he felt like he was going to pass out.

When Jin Sheng returned to the main playground, he immediately saw Jiang An dragging his body under the scorching sun: his consciousness was slackened, his eyes were almost closed, and his white sleeves were wet with sweat, sticking to his emaciated body.

Before Jin Sheng ran towards him, a foot suddenly stretched out from the edge of the runway and tripped Jiang An, causing that defenseless body to slam onto the ground.

Jin Sheng sprinted over to pick him up, his palms and forearms were covered with skin, the left arm was the most seriously injured, bleeding, as if some shattered glass shards had been pierced into it.

Jiang An nestled in Jin Sheng's arms, and before he passed out, he said vaguely: "Jin Sheng, he bullied me..."

Jin Sheng told Jiang An that if he was bullied, he should tell him, Jiang An always remembered.

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Happy Lidong, it's snowing today.

There will be another update later——

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21. The class meeting knows too much

Shhh!

Jiang An woke up in the evening and lay on Jin Sheng's bed.

The pajamas he was wearing were a bit baggy, and they should have belonged to Jin Sheng.The injured place was wrapped with gauze, and when he stood up, he also felt pain in his knee, so the injury should not be serious.

"How are you? Are you still uncomfortable?" Jiang An's movement of getting up woke up Jin Sheng who was sleeping next to him, and he leaned closer and asked with concern.

"Hmm... my arm hurts." Jiang An told him truthfully.

Jin Sheng's hand gently covered his forearm: "There are two shards of glass pierced here, it will probably get better sooner. I asked the doctor to see it and gave you an injection. You didn't wake up during this time, the doctor said You should be exhausted."

Jiang An suddenly remembered: "I have to call my dad and ask him to come pick me up."

"Don't worry, go to bed quickly. I just explained to my uncle that you will sleep at my house today."

Jin Sheng slowly pressed his body back into the bed, resting his fingers on his forehead and stroking it delicately.

Jiang An was slightly relieved, and acted like a baby to him: "The physical education representative of our class is really too nice. He forced me to run and even tripped me."

Jin Sheng remembered that he forced Jiang An to agree to tell him everything he wanted, and then Jiang An really told him everything.He smiled slightly and kissed his forehead.

Jiang An asked him: "Will I disturb your family if I live at your house? Are uncles and aunts here tonight?"

Jin Sheng replied bluntly: "No, there is no one else in the family except us. My dad is still busy with work, and my stepmother is away on vacation."

Seeing the obvious displeasure on Jin Sheng's face, Jiang An asked him cautiously, "I never asked you. You are so good, is your father still strict with you?"

Jin Sheng lay back on the pillow next to him, looked at the white ceiling, and said, "He doesn't like me, he only likes success and money."

Jiang An didn't dare to move, his arm hurt when he moved, so he could only tilt his head slightly and ask him: "Has your father read what you wrote? You wrote very well, and this is considered a success."

"He likes more direct success, like the rise of his company's stock, or the landing of a planned project. For him, these things that can directly bring him benefits are considered success.

Writing is a long-term thing. He used to have a good friend who was a writer. After ten years of writing, his works could not be sold. Later, he was poor and poor, so my dad stopped dating him. "

"He's afraid you will become like that?" Jiang An asked.

"Maybe, I think he is more afraid that I will be despised by others and lose his face." Jin Sheng sneered.

"But I don't think there is a problem with your dad's writer friend, he probably thinks so too. And he must have friends who think he's cool and applaud his efforts... If you are this writer, I will always Cheering for you, telling you that this is awesome!" Jiang An's voice was sincere and firm.

Jin Sheng smiled: "Well, I believe you."

Jiang An continued: "When we go to college and gradually become independent, you can do what you really like. So bear with it now, bear with it for a while."

Jin Sheng seemed to agree, and hummed lightly.

This is Jiang An's favorite voice, deep and firm.He held his head up and pouted, "Then kiss me quickly."

This is something Jin Sheng likes very much, romantic and comforting.He leaned over, being careful not to touch Jiang An's arm, and kissed him eagerly and passionately.

Jin Sheng's room was very large, but it was quickly filled with the ambiguous sound of water and Jiang An's whimpering.

Under the weight of Jiang An's body, he sank into the mattress below him, and Jin Sheng's two palms were placed under his back. As the kiss deepened, it was changing from warm to hot.

"Hmm..." Jiang An felt the subtle changes in his body, surprised and ashamed.

He remembered seeing Jin Sheng finish the game during the day, dripping with sweat, he walked slowly to the edge of the stands, with his back to the crowd, and wiped the sweat from his forehead and face with the hem of his clothes.

This is not a picture that should be seen. Only people like Jiang An who follow the protagonist in the picture can discover it.

He saw the clean and symmetrical lines of Jin Sheng's waist, felt his muscular arms when he hugged him, and now the protagonist is only focusing on kissing him.

He is so gentle and tolerant, he can bring Jiang An happiness, let him experience the unparalleled happiness of being held in the palm of someone's hand, like being hit head-on by a lucky star.

Jiang An was dazed by this lucky star, and Jin Sheng's constantly tightening arms made him feel short of oxygen.

Jin Sheng stopped kissing and looked at him with his arms propped up, "An'an..." His voice was a little hoarse, and he was enduring it.

Jiang An's face was covered with a pink mist, and his voice was weak, calling him, "Jin Sheng, do whatever you want."

(Susumen: Destiny to the sky, beautiful dreams, they are different because of the two of them, see you friends for the rest of the content.)

After a good night's sleep, Jiang An's body has almost recovered, and the wounds on his arms and knees only feel a little pain when pressed.

Jin Sheng kept escorting him home, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother kept him for dinner, but there were always some terrible images that kept popping into his mind, he stammered his goodbyes, and hurried downstairs to go home.

At the class meeting on Monday, the class teacher finished the summary of last week and looked around the classroom to ask if any students had any questions to ask.

Jin Sheng raised his hand for the first time, asking Zhang Zhao to apologize to Jiang An.

Zhang Zhao stood up in a daze, "Why do you say that I tripped and I tripped? Jiang An looked weak, and after running for a few laps, he was exhausted, and it is possible that he fell down."

One is an excellent student who has repeatedly won glory for the school, and the other is a famous person who just donated a library to the school. This made their class teacher a little dazed. What about important parties?

Jiang An is easy to handle, she has always known that Jiang An's character is weak, so she is often taken advantage of by others;

But as long as Jiang An herself doesn't speak up, she doesn't need to increase her workload as a head teacher.

Besides, based on her understanding of Jiang An, she felt that he was old-fashioned, stupid, and not very good at communicating, so she always ignored Jiang An's experience.

"Jiang An..." The head teacher looked very serious, "Tell me yourself, did Zhang Zhao trip you up?"

Jiang An stood up slowly, and Jin Sheng was looking back at him from the first row with a firm gaze.

So he also took a deep breath and said, "Teacher, I didn't want to participate in this competition; I felt someone tripping my feet before I fell, and I heard Zhang Zhao's laughter before I lost consciousness."

Zhang Zhao interjected, "What's the matter, I smiled, but I didn't laugh at you again. There were so many people cheering for my friends standing by the side of the runway, how could you confirm that it was me?"

He said to the teacher in charge, "Heavenly conscience, classmate Jin Sheng has always been prejudiced against me, even before the start of the sports meeting, he told me that he would beat me..."

If you face Zhang Zhao at this time, you will find that his expression and tone are full of grievances, but his arrogance is unscrupulously displayed in his eyes, and people's eyes can't lie.

Jin Sheng could tell that he was lying, but how could their homeroom teacher not see Zhang Zhao's inconsistency.

But what if you see through it?She doesn't want to offend Zhang Zhao. Since Zhang's mother can tell that her son's poor study is because the seat is far behind, she can tell the principal that her son's poor study is because the head teacher is not good.

She had no choice but to perfunctory, "I can't explain this question now, let's go to my office to solve it after class."

The solution is nothing more than a chat with Zhang Zhao and Jiang An, and no one will mention it after a while.

Hearing this, Jiang An sat down timidly, but Jin Sheng still wanted to argue.At this time, a girl sitting in the front row of the classroom raised her hand, and without waiting for the teacher's response, she opened her mouth and said, "Teacher, I saw Zhang Zhao tripping Jiang An with his leg outstretched. I was sitting on the stand behind Zhang Zhao at that time. I saw him walk to the edge of the runway to look around, then suddenly stretched his legs forward and tripped Jiang An."

"Jiang An explicitly rejected him. He said he didn't want to participate in the competition, but Zhang Zhaofei wanted to force him to go. I tried to stop him at the time."

She patted the girl at the same table, "She saw it too. We also sat together during the sports meeting. I thought Zhang Zhao was abnormal, so I pointed it out to her."

The girl who was at the same table with this girl looked thinner. She was often bullied by him when she was in the same class as Zhang Zhao in the first year of high school, so she was always afraid to stand out when it came to such things. Now that someone brought it up, she had no choice but to stand up Come on, echoed in a low voice, "I, I saw it too. It was Zhang Zhao who tripped Jiang An. When he stepped off the stands, he said...that he would teach Jiang An a lesson."

Although the testimonials were not rigorous, someone came out to identify Zhang Zhao. The head teacher had no choice but to let Jiang An and Zhang Zhao go to the principal's office with her after school, and the principal came forward to check the surveillance on the playground. specific situation.

She broke into a cold sweat in her heart. Zhang Zhao was still in the stage of probation at school, and now he was found to intentionally hurt a classmate. How should the punishment be determined?

Zhang Zhao looked worried when he sat down. He leaned closer to Jiang An's back, reached out and stroked his neck, his fingertips were cold, more like a cold wind sweeping, "An An, I have a gift that I planned to give you in a while, Since you can't wait any longer, let's give it to you sooner."

Zhang Zhao has been pampered since he was a child, and is deeply influenced by his father. He is not only the only one who respects himself, but also deeply understands the darkness of human relationships.

A scandal needs to be covered up with a bigger scandal, and he is holding a foul-smelling scandal trump card in his hand, which is formed by his bad taste and involves Jiang An's blood and tears.

He chose to throw this trump card at this time. He enjoys the feeling of changing a person's fate so easily. Jiang An's value has changed from a slave to a small ant. His father likes to do this. Of course he wants to inherit the mantle, so He was determined to push him into the abyss, seeing him helplessly begging for mercy, it would be best to be suppressed by him forever.

Thinking of this, he was so happy.

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22. Chu Xia knows too much

Shhh!

After the class meeting, Jiang An's left eyelid kept twitching, and he remembered that people also had some sayings about such regular and weak eyelid tremors: the left eye twitches for money, and the right eye twitches for disaster.

He comforted himself, the twitching of his left eyelid meant that something good would happen, it was a good omen, it was a good omen.

Although Zhang Zhao's fingers only stayed on his neck for a few seconds, the cold touch and even colder words made him feel terrified, and he didn't recover from it all morning.

After the first class in the afternoon, he was suddenly called to the office by the head teacher, and when he walked in, he found that Dad Jiang was there too.

Zhang Zhao was there, and he didn't see him harassing or admonishing him all day. He thought Zhang Zhao said those words just to scare him.

He is timid, and it doesn't take much action to make him afraid.

Jiang An slowly walked towards Father Jiang and stood beside him. He didn't know why he was called, but suddenly he began to feel flustered.

The head teacher pointed to the manuscript paper on her desk, and looked at Jiang An: "Tell me, what's going on?"

When Jiang An approached, he found that the rather explicit article written by Jin Sheng was copied by himself, but the last sentence was torn off, making the whole paper look extremely obscene and unbearable.

Jiang An faltered, not knowing where to explain it.

"I didn't expect Jiang An, when did you learn to write such things when you usually look at a very honest child?"

The teacher in charge clasped his arms and satirized him, "A child who failed in composition is so excited to write such infamous things, why are you using him to harass other students?"

Jiang An finally raised his head and looked at the teacher suspiciously.

An abrupt voice came from the position opposite the teacher, and the tone was extremely contemptuous, "You are shameless! As a student, you don't want to study, and you want to seduce my son? It seems that he is uneducated and has no quality. How can we leave such a child in the classroom?" What about at school?!"

Jiang An followed the voice and saw that it was a dignified woman with high hair and a lot of jewelry on her body. She should be Zhang Zhao's mother.

He stepped back to Jiang's father and explained eagerly: "I didn't seduce him, I really didn't..."

Father Jiang put his arm around Jiang An's shoulder and discussed with the teacher: "Is there any misunderstanding? Let the child calm down and talk about it in front of us."

The parent of the other party was furious: "What are you talking about? It's really shameless. I wrote such a lowly thing to my son. What if it caused some psychological shadow for him?"

Afraid and wronged, Jiang An pulled his father by the corner of his clothes and shouted, "I don't! I don't!"

But the villain took out his mobile phone unhurriedly, pulled out a photo and showed it to their father and son: "You sent me such a disgusting photo, what are you talking about?//Death to me, hard//Grass me, etc. If so, do you still want to quibble?"

Through tears, Jiang An saw his naked upper body on the phone screen.When this picture was taken, he was dragged into the dark bathroom by the bad guys. The camera flash hit his eyes so badly. He covered his eyes with his arms, begging "don't take pictures" and "let me out" in pain. ".

Unexpectedly, the photo reflected in this layered filter layer is actually indisputably provocative and charming.

Jiang An was so anxious that he couldn't speak, tears kept oozing from the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't wipe them clean.

Father Jiang was also a little flustered, and slowly clenched his hand hanging by his side.He gritted his teeth and continued to explain: "We haven't heard what Jiang An said, he is too emotional now, can he explain it again when he is a little more stable?"

Zhang Zhao snorted and handed the mobile phone to the head teacher who was full of embarrassment.His mother, however, persisted: "I've put the evidence on the surface, how can I argue? If you ask me to say that such an unscrupulous and shameless child, the parents can't escape responsibility. Your family has problems."

Jiang's father was in a mess, he couldn't hear others insulting his child again and again, and was sweating profusely: "I believe our child, I have also educated him about feelings, if he likes someone, he will be very clear with him." People make it clear.

Jiang An has been kind and upright since he was a child, and he would never do such a thing as harassing others... Besides, we all respect the privacy of the child. If he really wants to take nude photos, the first choice should be his own room. Instead of a place that looks black. "

Jiang's father tried to analyze mentally: "This photo should be taken at night, why did he take the photo at night and have to send it to you during class time?

The article you just showed me is also the same. From the beginning to the end, there is only his name. How do you prove that it was given to you by him, not for others or for your own fun? "

Zhang Zhao felt a little guilty, Jiang An's schoolbag was hanging on the back of his chair, and the article inside was an "accidental discovery" when he stole his wallet.

He also stole Jiang An's mobile phone to send the text message, and he also read the chat records with Jin Sheng, which gave birth to a vicious and distorted desire for revenge: He wanted to trample Jiang An to death to torture Jin Sheng, Destroyed his spirit.

The parent of the other party shouted loudly: "Then did he write this article? Is the person in the photo him? Even if he is not seducing my son, he can seduce any student in the school with these things.

He was exposed because he ran into my son. If my son didn't speak up, would more classmates be harassed by this kind of thing?How can your school tolerate a pervert sharing educational resources with other students? "

Maybe he didn't think it was crazy enough, but the other party said: "We pay so much sponsorship fees to the school every year, and his father has just been selected as an honorary alumnus, did we do so many things just to make my son suffer from this?

Jiang An's grades are so poor, how did he get into this school?Is it because your teachers and parents are colluding to bring this kind of pest to the school? "

The other party's questioning was also poking at the only unbearable point in Father Jiang's life.Jiang An's grades in the high school entrance examination were not high, and this school was a key high school, so Jiang An couldn't get into it.

But it happened that Jiang An's grandfather was the principal's teacher, and their family's family conditions met the school's special enrollment targets. Perhaps because of his teacher's face, Jiang An got the only special admission opportunity that year.

Jiang's father opened his mouth for a long time, unable to speak, but the other party still yelled relentlessly.

Jiang An quietly turned around, and found that the teacher's office was surrounded by classmates watching the excitement...

Dad Jiang patted him on the shoulder, and asked him with red eyes: "An'an, tell Dad, did you write this article? Did you take a nude photo and send it to this male classmate?"

Jiang An kept shaking his head, crying so hard that he couldn't speak.

Dad Jiang asked him again: "Then did you send this article and photos to this classmate to ask him to favor him?"

Jiang An continued to shake his head, clutching the corner of his father's clothes tightly, he was so fragile and helpless.

Father Jiang hugged him into his arms and patted him gently: "An An don't cry anymore, Dad believes in you, Dad believes in you." He buried Jiang An's face in his body, straightened his back and said to the teacher:

"I believe in Jiang An, he will never use his privacy to harass other students. I will investigate the truth of this matter and return the child's innocence.

Now my child’s mental state is unstable, so I will take him home first. If the school insists that Jiang An is at fault, we will not go to such a school, but we will definitely not recognize what we did. "

Jiang's father took Jiang An out of the office. The bad guy's mother wanted to stop him, but the bad guy stopped him.

Jiang An kept his head in Dad Jiang's arms, and after walking for a while, he felt that Dad Jiang's pace slowed down.He raised his head, and there were still some tears in the corners of his eyes, but he found that Father Jiang was also crying.

"An'an, I'm sorry, Dad didn't protect you well." Dad Jiang said with a sob.

Jiang An didn't expect his father to react like this, and wiped his tears in a panic: "I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't take the photo voluntarily, and I didn't write the article. I was too anxious...I can't think of anything."

Father Jiang nodded in confidence.He saw Jin Sheng waiting in the distance, and told Jiang An: "Say goodbye to your friend, tell him that you are going to transfer schools, but if he wants, you can invite him to come and play at home during the break. My current He looks too embarrassed, so I won’t say hello to him.”

Jiang An wiped away his tears with the corner of his clothes before walking slowly towards Jin Sheng.

"Jin Sheng..." He hesitated and felt very reluctant, "Jin Sheng, my dad is going to transfer me to another school. The teacher saw the article you wrote, but your name was not on the paper, so she didn't know You wrote it..."

After a while of silence, Jin Sheng hoarsely said, "An'an, I'm sorry."

On the contrary, Jiang An's expression was relaxed: "It's okay, my dad said that you can still come to our house to play, and you can also come to my new school to find me, and you can do anything."

Jiang An stopped and thought for a few times: "You must not confess to the teacher, just be patient, and when you go to college, you will be able to get rid of your father's control, write, do what you want to do, and be patient a little longer. Forbearance, wait for me."

He winked at Jin Sheng: "We are called abandoning the car to protect the commander, and we will always fight side by side!"

Jin Sheng cried, and Jin Sheng was crying because of him, and he felt even more sad.

Jiang An seemed to have forgotten how that day ended, they seemed to hug each other, and they didn't even seem to say goodbye;

Jin Sheng seems to have promised him to bear with it, and also seems to have been apologizing to him.

Summer is ushering in the city, and the heat wave is rolling;

The students put on half-sleeved school uniforms, and Jin Sheng laughed that his skin was as white as a rabbit;

They hug and kiss where no one sees;

They bid farewell and separated for unhappy reasons... These things are connected together to form a sweet and sour early summer memory of Jiang An.

With Jiang An's departure, Jin Sheng's summer came to an abrupt end, and every day felt like a cold winter.

His summer stopped in the sunset that day, Jiang An and Jiang Dad walked out of the school side by side, Jiang An suddenly turned around and waved goodbye to him.

At the same time, he received a text message on his mobile phone: "Dear Jiang An, congratulations on winning the first prize in the national essay competition. Your manuscript will be published in the first chapter of the commemorative issue of "Youth Magazine."

Dear Ann, I made it, we made it, where are you?

The author says:

Take a break tomorrow and write more on the weekend——

latest comment:

【Wuuuuuuu so sad⊙﹏⊙Is Zhang Zhao not punished?Mrs. Wuwuwu is so sad that the bad guys can go unpunished. 】

【I'm coming, I'm coming】

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23. The bus knows too much

Shhh!

In the summer vacation of the second year of high school, make-up classes are needed. The third year of high school is just around the corner, and the college entrance examination is imminent.

Jin Sheng's composition won two more awards. Once his award-winning essay was published, the response was good. The editor urged him to write the next manuscript, promising to publish the first chapter in the September issue, but he refused.

He doesn't want to write anymore, and he can't write good things anymore.

Since the campus parted that day, there has been no news from Jiang An.Jin Sheng couldn't hold back, and went to visit Jiang An's house with fruit. Jiang's father treated him to herbal tea and told him that because the transfer decision was made in a hurry, their funds were limited and they couldn't pay the high school selection fee, so Jiang An could only go to one school. The boarding school goes to school, and there are two days off every month.

Because of his low grades, Jiang An was added a one-month training camp, during which he could not go home or use his mobile phone.

Walking out of Jiang's house, Jin Sheng was suddenly curious about the way Jiang An went to school every day.

The distance from Jiang's house to the bus station is about two kilometers. It is an ordinary street with tall roads on both sides.