Your brother will take you to lie down and win

When Feng Rui came out of school, although his expression was calm, his expression was a little pale.

The person who sent him off was Jiang Yue, the head teacher of the second (third) senior year of the unified recruitment department of Yuren Private High School.

Don't look at this beautiful young female teacher and homeroom teacher who is only 27 years old. She is a talented student who graduated from a prestigious foreign school and returned to China. She can handle everything from diplomas to IQ and EQ. What he said revealed a maturity beyond his age.

Stepping on stiletto leather shoes, she steadily sent Feng Rui outside the school gate, stopped, and finally put on a gentle smile, and said to Feng Rui: "Brother Feng Shuwen, I have communicated with you about Feng Shuwen today. "

The class teacher smiled politely: "To tell you the truth, it's only been two months since the second year of high school, and I haven't been the head teacher of this class for long, so I definitely don't know enough about Feng Shuwen."

"In the future, you can also take the initiative to talk to me about Feng Shuwen's situation. This way, the family and the school will work together. I believe that Feng Shuwen's performance at school will definitely get better and better in the future."

……

The small iron gate for visitors to walk in and out was closed again, the head teacher turned back to the school, and his figure disappeared behind the gate.

After Feng Rui politely watched him off, he withdrew his gaze and turned around. With a restrained expression, he walked towards the temporary parking space at the school gate without saying a word.

A black Seven Series was parked in the outermost parking space, the driver's window was half down, and there was a person sitting inside.

Seeing that Feng Rui had finally finished chatting with the female teacher, the man quickly lowered the car window and called, "Brother Rui."

Feng Rui raised his eyes and glanced over, the corners of his lips were drawn, expressionless.

When the people in the car saw this look, they understood it, quickly opened the door, gave up the driver's seat, and walked around to the passenger.

When both of them got into the car, the man nicknamed Fatty looked at Feng Rui's expression and asked, "What's the matter? Did the teacher criticize Shu Wen?"

Feng Rui put his hands on the steering wheel and snorted with an unclear expression.

It wasn't until the car left the parking space and drove onto the main road outside the school gate, at least 20 meters away, that Feng Rui said the first sentence after getting into the car in a flat tone: "What's the use."

What's the use of raising a younger brother?

Shit use!

As soon as the fat man heard it, he knew that Feng Shuwen must be talking about it, and secretly thought that only this precious brother in this world could make Brother Rui angry.

The fat man hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay brother, boys were skinny when they were young, but when I was a teenager, I was not skinny like a monkey, and I was beaten by my mother every day."

"What's more, it's still puberty now. Puberty children are the most difficult to manage. They are all like this. It will be fine after this age."

Fatty's words didn't have any consoling effect, Feng Rui remained silent, but the car had already picked up speed, changing lanes and overtaking among several lanes and nearby vehicles.

Fortunately, Feng Rui didn't have the problem of joking with his life. After a while, the car drove on the elevated road, and the speed gradually stabilized.

Feng Rui also calmed down after a short muffled annoyance.

He was invited yesterday afternoon. He was originally invited to come to school that afternoon, but the head teacher had other matters at the last minute, so it was changed to today.

Parents are called by the teacher, especially the head teacher, to the school for an interview, why else?

Feng Rui only has such a biological brother in total, not for Feng Shuwen, but for the sake of playing with the teacher?

Before Feng Rui arrived at the school, he was beating his heart, guessing what happened to Feng Shuwen at school.

——Under normal circumstances, the teacher can chat on the phone or WeChat, and if he can have an interview, the teacher refuses to say a few words in advance on the phone to make an appointment. Feeling emotional, Feng Rui thought about it, but couldn't make the problem smaller.

When I got to school, I saw the teacher in charge. Sure enough, Feng Shuwen had a lot of questions.

概括起来有这么几点：1、学习跟不上；2、不合群；3、交友不慎；4，被女同学投诉；5，和男同学打架。

Feng Rui's head grew dizzy.

The class teacher is obviously very big-headed, but the young female teacher is of high quality. Even if Feng Shuwen has various problems, she never said, "Look at your child" or "Why is your child like this", but patiently talked about it. Once he confessed, he also communicated with Feng Rui, asking about the situation at home, and asking whether Feng Shuwen's living environment has changed recently.

Indeed, this is true—the two brothers just moved from the old house they lived in for some years to a [-]-square-meter hardcover large flat.

But Feng Rui can't really answer this way, what can he tell the teacher about this, it can't be that changing the luxury house caused the above-mentioned 12345 question.

Feng Rui confessed to the class teacher that apart from the recent move, the basic living environment has not changed much.

And because the new home is not far from the old house, their life and the people Feng Shuwen contacts outside the school are still the same.

The head teacher thought about it after listening, without any evasion, but said: "If there is no change at home, and Feng Shuwen's behavior at home is also normal, then maybe he still hasn't adapted to the school environment."

Feng Rui listened silently. To be honest, he was a little confused at that moment: Aren't students in school just attending classes and taking exams? Every student comes here like this, so what's wrong with it?

What's more, I'm already a sophomore in high school, and I still can't get used to it. What did I do in my freshman year?

The homeroom teacher obviously felt a little helpless towards Feng Shuwen. After talking about Feng Shuwen's situation with Feng Rui, she emphasized that the home and school should communicate more in the future. She will pay more attention to Feng Shuwen at school. Parents are also asked to take care of him patiently and carefully. children of this age.

patience?careful?care?

Feng Rui was driving the car, thinking, how else could he take care of him?

His parents were gone a long time ago, and he was a father, a mother, and an elder brother to bring up his only younger brother.

Love and not pamper, never do anything if you can speak the truth, and the material conditions that should be given are also a lot.

Still holding the mentality that if you have a family, you will do your best to provide a favorable environment, and spend money to send him to this top local private high school.

When I got here, I was afraid that he would be too timid to make friends. As long as the request was reasonable, there was never a lot of pocket money.

It doesn't force the younger brother to be as simple and simple as he was in his school days, and he also gives him all the clothes and shoes he wants to wear.

In order not to lose his brother when he occasionally came to school and showed up as a parent, he even changed his car—on purpose!On purpose, at the beginning of the first year of high school, Fatty was asked to squat outside the school gate for three or four days, secretly observing the passing vehicles that pick up and drop off students, and then turned around and changed to a top-end Seven Series that was passable among the parents.

Even the attire for coming to school today is specially "exquisite": leather shoes, a complete suit, a shirt with dark pattern gold buttons, and a famous brand watch.

He doesn't intervene much in the study, and tries his best to leave the autonomy to this precious brother. At the same time, he doesn't relax, and takes time to take care of what needs to be taken care of.

Really, Feng Rui thinks that he has done everything he can, scientifically but rationally, rationally full of care, lovepeace.

But after the half-day school tour today, Feng Rui didn't want to have peace anymore, he felt that a certain younger brother had too many good days and didn't want to smoke.

Harassing female classmates?

fight?

The car drove off the elevated road, suddenly turned on the lights and changed lanes, and slowly stopped in front of a grocery store on the side of the road.

Fatty was taken aback, then turned his head: "Brother Rui?"

Feng Rui had already opened the door, got out of the car and walked out. His eyes swept over the door of the grocery store, and he calmly called, "Boss, do you have a feather duster?"

The boss came out of the store: "Yes, what kind do you want?"

Feng Rui: "Less hair, thicker pole."

That night, the high-end luxury residential complex, Hengcui Garden, the top floor of Building 9.

The large piece of floor-to-ceiling glass that can be viewed perfectly blocks the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping in the hall.

Not long after, the voice moved from the hall to the inner bedroom, and was sealed in the door of the second bedroom in the south.

Across the door, Feng Rui, still in daytime attire, stroked his cuffs at his elbows, put one hand in his pocket, and held the feather duster upside down with the other.

Yue Mo was a bit aggressive in the hall just now, and he was panting a bit. After slowly recovering his breath, Feng Rui lit the door panel with a feather duster, and said word by word in a calm tone: "Open, the door."

There was no movement inside the door, and no movement was dared.

Feng Rui's tone was unclear: "Go! Do you think you can hide?"

Only then did a response come from inside the door: "I've said it all, I didn't harass the female classmate, I just helped pass the love letter a few times."

It's good to keep quiet, but after saying this, Feng Rui's anger flared up again.

Whether it counts as harassment or not is up to you, the provocative provocateur, to decide?Isn't it girls who have the final say?

All female students have complained, isn't this considered harassment?Do you have to do it manually? !

Feng Rui felt that all the rules and principles he taught since he was a child were all fed to the dogs.

Since he is not a human being, why does this younger brother raise him?

Feng Rui kicked the door: "Open the door!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked a few more times, without staying strong, and kicked the tens of thousands of doors shaking like a crispy skin.

Feng Shuwen inside the door was raised by his brother after all, knowing what his brother is like is really angry.

He didn't dare to really mess with his brother, he was a little scared, stayed in the bedroom for a few minutes, and opened the door obediently.

As soon as it was opened, Feng Rui grabbed the collar and pulled it out, pressing it against the wall next to the door.

"elder brother."

Feng Shuwen is 17 years old this year, a sophomore in high school. He was weak when he was a child. He was only 15 meters tall when he was 1.6 years old. He was the shortest boy in the class. Already nearly 16 meters.

The 1.8-meter big boy has grown out of his appearance and skeleton, and he is no longer a child in front of his 28-year-old brother.

But Feng Rui is 1.8 meters [-], and the aura he cultivated in the society when he was a teenager cannot be caught up by Feng Shuwen when he is tall.

Especially Feng Rui's eyes, Feng Shuwen was really scared when he became fierce, he didn't dare to look more, he immediately lowered his eyes and lowered his head, leaning his back against the wall, wishing to poke his chin into his chest.

Seeing this cowardly look, Feng Rui became even angrier.

He asked Feng Shuwen: "You didn't study hard at school, what kind of love letter did you give your female classmate?"

Complaints were made for handing in love letters, and the school called those who were harassed, those who handed in love letters, those who wrote love letters to confess their love, and those who followed suit to join in the fun for questioning.

In the end, luckily, the one who wrote the love letter didn't do much, and the one who handed the love letter started fighting with the servant next to him to join in the fun.

This was the direct reason why the head teacher called Feng Rui to the school for an interview.

Feng Rui was really angry, but also really confused: "What do you think!?"

Feng Shuwen lowered his head again and remained silent.

Feng Rui suddenly felt a little powerless - if he didn't study well, he could hire a tutor and supervise him more; if he didn't have money, he could give it; if he got into any trouble at school, he would be backed by his big brother when he came back.

But what if you asked him and didn't say anything?

And this is not the first time that Feng Shuwen has been like this. Before, the homeroom teacher chatted privately on WeChat, saying that when Feng Shuwen deserted in school, Feng Rui asked a few questions with concern when he went home, and Feng Shuwen did the same, without saying a word.

Feng Rui occasionally thought, this is because the child feels no need to say it when he grows up, so he can solve it by himself?Or because you don't want to say it, or even feel that it is useless to say it, so you simply don't say it?

But no matter why he didn't say anything, Feng Rui didn't know, so he couldn't do anything.

There is no way to start to solve the problem, and there is no way to start to continue fighting.

What's more, Feng Rui's anger was far from being unstoppable, and he always felt sorry for his only brother and only blood relative in his heart, and his anger soon dissipated.

After the anger subsided, Feng Rui sighed and threw the feather duster to the ground.

Unexpectedly, a certain younger brother learned to cheat. As soon as Feng Rui relaxed, Feng Shuwen turned into a loach and slipped away from his hand, bent down in a low voice, picked up the feather duster and ran away.

Shouting while running: "You are domestic violence! I want to call the police!"

Feng Rui: "???"

A little brat!