Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"We have sent someone to deliver the shoes you want, and they will arrive in two hours. You can give us an address, and the deliveryman will deliver them to your door as quickly as possible."

The store manager is dressed in standard business attire, and he is extremely respectful and professional in both his actions and his tone of voice.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and glanced at his watch, lightly brushed his shirt cuffs, "We will come over in two hours."

"Then I will prepare the shoes you want and wait for your arrival in the store." The store manager had a standard professional smile on his face.

Nestled in Ji Lianhuo's arms, Ji Dabao saw that Wang Zhaomou randomly picked two pairs of uncle's size shoes and wrapped them up. All three pairs of shoes were limited, and when swiping the card, President Wang didn't even lift his eyelids.

Ji Dabao moved his eyes, looked down at his plush socks, and tried to raise his jio.

Brother, look at me!

I don't even have shoes!

As soon as Wang Zhaomou turned his head, he saw Ji Dabao's leg lifted like a dog's leg cramps.

The little Jio wearing gray plush socks, swaying left and right, coupled with the pitiful eyes, expresses the meaning quite clearly.

Ji Lianhuo has been staring at the man's waistline, remembering the words in the big composition, his gaze moved down involuntarily, before reaching the place described in the composition, Ji Lianhuo's ears were connected to the side of his face, and a large red patch had already risen .

How could it be so beautiful.

Ji Lianhuo felt a strong envy in his heart, envious of Wang Zhaoyun.

It's not because of his family background, nor because of his parents, but because he has been able to get along with the man in front of him day and night since he was a child. hold him.

The cub in his arms moved a little bit, Ji Lianhuo suddenly came back to his senses, only to see Ji Dabao stretched out a foot at some point, and tried a little bit to reach the man in front of him.

Ji Lianhuo frowned, and immediately raised his hand to pat Ji Dabao's troubled leg.

Ji Dabao was slapped on the leg, pursed his mouth aggrievedly, looked at Wang Zhaomou with tears in his eyes, stretched out both hands, and hugged his slapped legs tightly.

Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, and led the boy to the next clothing store.

Although you have to wear school uniforms at school, you also need to have the clothes inside. Young children, when they love beauty, don’t like to wear school uniforms with bloated down jackets and cotton coats. The most suitable ones are relatively warm sweaters.

The owner of the clothing store burst into laughter when he saw Wang Zhaomou enter the store. He greeted the clerk immediately, pushed an empty hanger, and followed closely behind Wang Zhaomou.

Seeing the sweater section, Wang Zhaomou casually picked up a black sweater and looked at the boy.

A good-looking face has a great advantage in dressing.

Wang Zhaomou looked at more than a dozen sweaters, no matter which one matched the boy's face, it was not bad.

The empty hanger pushed by the clerk was already full of the clothes that Wang Zhaomou had taken down, and the shop owner was still introducing enthusiastically, "This sweater is a new season, [-]% pure wool..."

Wang Zhaomou handed the smoky gray sweater to the clerk, and the clerk immediately hung the sweater on a temporary hanger.

"Okay." Wang Zhaomou glanced at the temporary hangers full of clothes.

"It's all wrapped up."

The owner of the store immediately beamed with joy, Ji Lianhuo watched stupidly as the clerk pushed the hanger and walked quickly to the counter, and another clerk knocked on the calculator with a "cracking" sound.

At this time, computers were not popular yet, Ji Dabao took a look at the shocking appearance of his uncle who hadn't seen it before, touched his leg that still had residual pain, and curled his mouth.

From now on, I always go to the fashion show to watch directly. All the latest styles are displayed on the catwalk. I just need to nod my head a little bit, and after the fashion show is over, the fashion in my size will be delivered to me.

His good figure with the golden ratio and handsome face like a knife is a natural clothes hanger!All designers are proud to be able to wear the clothes they design!

Thinking of his glorious previous life, Ji Dabao proudly puffed out his small chest. Although he is less than one meter tall now, I am a good clothes hanger!

The next moment, Ji Dabao's chest was patted down.

Ji Dabao endured his reluctance and turned his head, looking angrily at the owner of the palm.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his head and whispered in his nephew's ear.

"These are all for me."

More than a dozen packaging bags were packed, and Wang Zhaomou hugged the cub in Ji Lianhuo's arms. Ji Lianhuo stepped forward very actively and took the initiative to undertake the obligation of carrying the goods.

The rest of the things needed for school can be bought in the life supermarket. Wang Zhaomou held Ji Dabao in one hand, and picked out in front of the shelves with the other. Water cups, schoolbags, folders for organizing papers, and various toiletries, none of them. fall.

When he got out of the shopping plaza, Wang Zhaomou walked in front holding Ji Dabao, and Ji Lianhuo, who was full of shopping bags, walked behind, like a hedgehog who couldn't eat all the time, holding boxes of different sizes on his chest, and holding boxes on his back. Carrying a brand-new schoolbag on his back, he couldn't stop being happy on his flushed face.

Ji Lianhuo was overjoyed when he thought that the things he used were all handpicked by Brother Zhaomou.

However, there are more and more debts to Brother Zhaomou.

Ji Lianhuo thought of the accounting book in his pocket, and subconsciously calculated today's expenses. He shook his head, and when he looked up again, he saw Wang Zhaomou standing beside the car with Ji Dabao in his arms.

Ji Lianhuo had never understood why there was a beautiful woman in the advertisements and leaflets for selling cars, holding the car with her hand, or leaning against the body of the car.

Until now.

The mirror-like body, and the straight and slender legs wrapped in suit trousers, seem to complement each other; the hood of the vehicle can reflect the lines of the man's upper body, calm and graceful.

The man seems to be able to inject life into the mechanical products in front of him, let the vehicle be stained with his own elegance, and hide his aggressive side along the black paint surface.

Ji Lianhuo stood where he was, his eyes fell on the man's face, which was exquisite and colorful, perfectly blended together, with a long-term superior temperament, slightly strong.When he looked down at himself, any request was irresistible.

Wang Zhaomou watched the young man standing still, and knocked on the car window twice with his knuckles, asking the driver to pick up some things from the young man's hands.

The driver ran over quickly, wanting to take what was in Ji Lianhuo's hand, but found that the young man in front of him was holding it tightly, unwilling to let it go at all.

The driver looked at his boss helplessly.

"Come here." Wang Zhaomou looked at the boy and said.

As if Ren and Du's two veins had been opened, the boy's eyes lit up, his ears were red, and he trotted towards the man in front of him, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

The driver watched from the side, and the more he looked, the more he felt that his boss had just summoned a pup.

Back at the villa, Wang Zhaomou gave Ji Lianhuo a day to pack up the things he needed to live in school, and bid farewell to Ji Dabao by the way.

Sucheng No. [-] Middle School is a bit far from the villa area. Even if Ji Lianhuo is provided with a car, he will spend at least three or four hours on the road every day.

The time in the third year of high school is truly an inch of time and an inch of gold. Instead of wasting time on the road, it is better to apply for a place to live in school.

As for Ji Dabao, seeing his uncle going to school, he was a bit reluctant at first, but thinking that his uncle would come back every weekend, he didn't think about him that much.

After all, after returning to Leng's house in the last life, I often didn't see my uncle for a month. Only the housekeeper sent by my grandfather took care of me all the time.

Ji Lianhuo was packing his luggage with a sense of loss, while Ji Dabao sat in front of the mirror, looked at his gradually rounded face, and raised his hand to touch it. It was long gone from the roughness before. Although he has two red cheeks, he looks festive!

Ji Dabao has already made a plan, and as soon as his uncle leaves, he will go all out to curry favor with Wang Zhaomou, and ask who can resist a sensible and cute baby who is not noisy, but also soft and fufu!

On the first day of school, Wang Zhaomou hugged Ji Dabao and took Lao Qi to send Ji Lianhuo back to school.

Putting Ji Lianhuo's luggage into the dormitory, Wang Zhaomou chatted with the class teacher who came here specially. Ji Lianhuo stood beside him eagerly, watching the man holding the child in front of him.

This parting, goodbye will be six days later.

Seeing that he was about to say goodbye to his uncle, Ji Dabao choked up in a dignified manner, stretched out his hands, and made an appearance that he didn't want to leave his uncle.

When Wang Zhaomou carried him out of the boys' dormitory building, Ji Dabao consciously wiped away his tears, smiled brightly at the man who was hugging him, grabbed Wang Zhaomou's clothes with his small hands, and snuggled into the man's arms obediently, blinking his small eyes.

Old Qi was on the side, looking very curious.

At such a young age, the switching between acting skills is so smooth, and he is so good at judging the situation. It would be a loss to the film and television industry if he didn't take the little golden man!

Wang Zhaomou looked down at Ji Dabao in his arms, and raised his hand to pinch the boy's ruddy cheek.Wang Zhaomou's eyes were smiling, and he exerted strength in his hands. Ji Dabao was tearing up, but he still grinned, maintaining a pinched and distorted smile.

"Brother!" An exaggerated shout sounded like an explosion, Wang Zhaomou raised his head, and a figure galloped over quickly, with a head of green hair that caught the eye.

The surrounding students and parents all looked over, and saw the green-haired boy rushing straight to the man in the suit and leather shoes. The man took a silent step to the side, and the bodyguard behind the man stepped forward, picked up the little green-haired boy, and turned to the man. .

"Brother!" Wang Zhaoyun was touched by Lao Qi, "Brother, you are so kind! You are so busy and come to send me to school!"

Wang Zhaomou remained silent.

I really didn't expect to meet Wang Zhaoyun here.

"Brother, I will definitely study hard this time, and I won't cause trouble for you again." Wang Zhaoyun was so grateful that he almost shed tears, his voice trembling, "You don't know, my heart is full of grains."

Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a long time, and basically gave no hope to Wang Zhaoyun's college entrance examination.

Lao Qi suppressed a smile and put down Wang Zhaoyun, and the driver of Wang's family came over with big bags and small bags. Aunt Song followed the driver, and the moment she saw Wang Zhaomou, her eyes softened.

"Mom, Brother Zhaomou is here to take me to school!" Wang Zhaoyun was so happy that he ran over dancing, shaking Aunt Song's arm, like a child who hasn't grown up.

"Okay, okay." Aunt Song looked at her stepson with a smile in her eyes from time to time.

They went upstairs again and sent Wang Zhaoyun into the dormitory. Wang Zhaomou, Aunt Song and his party left the school together without saying a word.

"Mrs. Wang." Before getting into the car, Lao Qi respectfully bowed to Aunt Song, "The boss still has something to do at the company, so I won't stay any longer. I will visit you some other day."

"Thank you." Aunt Song lowered her body, her eyes were gentle.

Lao Qi opened the car door, Wang Zhaomou hugged Ji Dabao into the car, and heard a gentle "thank you" from the opposite side.

Wang Zhaomou paused, did not look up at Aunt Song who was opposite, and got into the car silently.

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At the door of the dormitory, the head teacher carefully looked at the student in front of him. It was a great relief to see him return to school after such a long time.

"At that time your uncle came and asked you to drop out of school. I really tried my best to persuade him." The class teacher mentioned this matter, still feeling a little guilty.

I could have worked harder and been tougher.But Uncle Ji Lianhuo said, "If you don't let him go, then you can raise this disaster star and that stinky thing that can only cry into your own home, and you have nothing to do with eating, drinking, and messing around", which made him dumbfounded all of a sudden.

Being a teacher is just for stability, and it is not easy to support my family with a salary. If I raise a big and a small, I am afraid that the whole family will be turned on their backs.

"Ms. Chen." Ji Lianhuo bowed to the head teacher, "Thank you."

Even if the head teacher didn't say anything, Ji Lianhuo also knew that Li Daquan had made a fuss at school more than once. The head teacher had done a good enough job. Before that, he tried hard not to let this matter affect him. Talk, find ways to comfort.

When I dropped out of school, the class teacher's eyes were red, and he couldn't say a word of sadness.

"Ji Lianhuo." The head teacher looked at his student with mixed feelings, and couldn't help but smile in relief.

Ji Lianhuo now has a clean and brand new school uniform and white sneakers, which are no longer worn by his brother. It has been a long time since I saw him. The boy is quite tall. He used to be able to look at the same level as himself at 1.7 meters, but now he has to lower his head.

Although I don't know how this child got acquainted with that young master of the Wang family, it is definitely Ji Lianhuo's luck to meet that noble man.

The head teacher raised his hand and patted the student in front of him, and his subordinates obviously felt that the boy was much stronger than before.

"Mr. Chen..." Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but look at the direction Wang Zhaomou was leaving frequently, "Can I go and see you off..."

"Go!" The head teacher smiled cheerfully.

Ji Lianhuo ran quickly to the direction Wang Zhaomou left, and went downstairs like the wind. At the entrance of the first floor, he suddenly heard an exaggerated "Brother!".

Ji Lianhuo stopped in his tracks and stood where he was, watching Wang Zhaoyun rush towards the person he was thinking of. Then, a gentle middle-aged woman came over with soft eyes.

Ji Lianhuo subconsciously ducked to the side.

"Mom, Brother Zhaomou is here to take me to school!" Wang Zhaoyun shook the middle-aged woman's arm vigorously, Ji Lianhuo stared blankly, and then hid in a place where no one was around.

This is Brother Zhaomou's mother?

I absolutely can't show up, and I can't cause trouble for Brother Zhaomou!

Seeing that several people were about to go upstairs, Ji Lianhuo took one last look at the slender man, and immediately turned around and ran upstairs, his thin lips tightly pursed.

That Su Yunwen's words, for some reason, came out of his mind again.

"The unscrupulous smell of poverty..."

"Like picking up junk on the street, anyone takes it home..."

Ji Lianhuo quickly ran into the dormitory, sat on his bed, and didn't recover for a long time.

Other students and their parents arrived in the dormitory one after another. No. [-] Middle School has a tight quota of dormitories. The dormitories are basically six to eight-person rooms, and there are several large dormitories that can accommodate more than a dozen students.

In a dormitory, there are usually students in the same class. Wang Zhaomou found a six-person room with relatively good conditions for Ji Lianhuo.

After the parents who came to help left, among the remaining six people, five of them knew each other after a while, three of them were doing homework for winter vacation, one kept pressing the small black and white screen phone in his hand, and the other was holding a martial arts novel, Lie on the upper bunk and stare intently.

It was quiet in the dormitory. Ji Lianhuo took out the newly bought repeater, put in the tape, and listened to English with earphones.

Prior to this, English listening has always been Ji Lianhuo's weak point.

When I was in elementary school, there was no English teacher in the village. When I arrived in Sioux City in junior high school, I happened to meet an English teacher with a very strong accent. After I entered high school, I was considered to have received a relatively formal English education.

At that time, the English teacher asked all the students to buy repeaters, and listen to the tapes and read them over and over again at home to practice their sense of language.

But a repeater worth tens of dollars was an absolute luxury for Ji Lianhuo at the time.

But yesterday, when Brother Zhaomou was shopping for daily necessities for himself, he heard from the shopping guide that senior high school students needed a repeater, so he asked the staff to bring over several models and asked him which one he liked.

Actually, both are great.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, stroking the repeater in his hand with his fingertips.

After a while of recuperation, the preparatory bell for evening self-study rang. Ji Lianhuo walked in the teaching building he was familiar with, looking at the paintings of famous quotes and quotes around him that had hardly changed, and felt a little more filled in his heart for no reason.

I really came back here.

There are three repeating classes this year. Ji Lianhuo Jin's is the class with relatively good college entrance examination results. There are 78 students in a class, and the desks and chairs in the classroom are quite crowded. Just like this, there are constantly parents who want to send own children come in.

As a transfer student in the second half of the semester, Ji Lianhuo sat in the last row without adjusting his seat, and was even brought up by the class teacher to introduce him.

Hearing the name "Ji Lianhuo", many students looked at the boys standing up in the last row with different emotions in their eyes.

Almost everyone here has heard the story about this top student, who studied hard, but his family was extremely poor. Both his parents died, his brother and sister-in-law passed away, leaving him a child under the age of one, and he was forced to drop out of school.

I didn't expect him to come back!

The head teacher simply held a class meeting and informed the students that the start-of-term exam will be held tomorrow to find out how everyone is studying during the winter vacation, and to reassign seats based on the start-of-term results.

The class was full of sighs, the head teacher asked the study committee to collect the winter homework, and the others studied quietly.

Ji Lianhuo didn't have to hand in his winter vacation homework, and just took out last year's college entrance examination papers and started to do it. The head teacher watched it for a while for self-study, then quietly left and returned to the office.

As soon as the head teacher left, a whistle sounded suddenly in the class, and many students looked up one after another, only to see the thorn in the class, whistling at the teenager sitting in the back row.

Ji Lianhuo seized the time, and just finished the big math problem, he felt that there was an extra shadow on it, covering the light cast on the test paper.

Ji Lianhuo looked up, and the boy standing by his desk seemed familiar.

"Hey, isn't this Ji Xueba?" The boy smiled mockingly, "Aren't you doing well in your studies, why are you here to repeat?"

Ji Lianhuo was silent for a moment, and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, it was not time for self-study.

"You don't know me anymore?" The boy looked arrogant, "I was your former classmate. I handed you no less than ten challenge letters, but you threw them all in the trash. Why, are you still so arrogant and contemptuous of people?"

"Zhao Da, go back to your seat." The monitor got up to maintain order, "This is a classroom, don't disturb other students. If you have any grievances, you can go to the playground to resolve them yourself after self-study."

"Coward." Zhao Da kicked Ji Lianhuo's desk, returned to his seat, took out a notebook with game strategies, tore off a page from the back, and wrote "Challenge Letter".

Many students gave sympathetic eyes to the new transfer students.

There is a thorn in every class who refuses to accept discipline, even if it is a repetition class.

Zhao Da's parents are both big bosses, they are busy with business every day, they only know how to give money to their son, and they will be beaten if they commit crimes. Zhao Da has been invited to be a parent countless times, but in the end it is still the same.

Messing with Zhao Da on the first day of school means that life will not be easy for the transfer students.

Ji Lianhuo stabilized the shaking desk, his eyes were silent.

Brother Zhaomou didn't send himself to school to make him fight.

Thinking of the slightly upturned eyes under the lens, Ji Lianhuo calmed down a little bit, lowered his head, opened the next paper, and began to read the multiple-choice questions.

Near the end of evening self-study, a challenge letter was passed over and placed on top of Ji Lianhuo's paper.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes were distant, he didn't even look at it, he crumpled the challenge book into a ball of paper, and threw it into the trash can behind him without looking back.

Steady into the basket.

When Zhao Da saw this, his mouth was a little crooked in anger.

The only one who dares to ignore him like this is his own father who slapped him so hard!

Zhao Da became more and more angry, and called his two attendants to study by himself in the evening, and blocked them at the corner to the boys' dormitory.

"You're so crazy!" Attendant No. [-] pushed Ji Lianhuo's chest with all his strength, but he didn't push the person in front of him.

"Brother Zhao, how dare you ignore me?" Follower No. [-] wiped his hair, "Who do you think you are?"

Zhao Da looked triumphantly at the boy blocked by him, and just about to speak, he vaguely saw something out of the corner of his eye.

Zhao Da lowered his head and took a closer look, and found that Ji Lianhuo's feet seemed to be the pair of shoes that he could never buy.

"Can you afford Ksx?" Zhao Da almost laughed out loud, "Are people wearing fake shoes so arrogant?"

Zhao Da stared at the shoes on Ji Lianhuo's feet and carefully identified them for a long time, but he didn't see any signs of copycats.

How could it be possible that Ji Lianhuo's family could afford such expensive shoes?

I can't even buy it myself!

"Either way." Zhao Da stroked his chin, "Either the three of us beat you up and call you Dad; or you take off these shoes for me and say 'Give it to Brother Zhao', and I'll let it go How are you?"

Ji Lianhuo was silent for a moment, and after carefully looking at the sneakers on his feet, he raised his finger to the dimly lit playground.

"Go there for me?" Zhao Da cheered up, and immediately walked quickly with two followers. Ji Lianhuo walked in front, standing in front of the long jump sandpit, carefully took off his shoes and socks, and carried the shoes. socks on the other side of the bunker.

Zhao Da and his two attendants immediately went to get it, only to see Ji Lianhuo standing barefoot in the sandpit, suddenly raised his hand to hold the three of them in their path.

"What's the matter, are you going to fight?" Zhao Da sneered, "I've heard about you singled out the second lieutenant colonel, we are three people, afraid of you?"

Seeing that Ji Lianhuo didn't speak, Zhao Da raised his head and sent two attendants.

"Whoever beats him to the ground first, I'll charge you a 100 yuan point card!"

The No. [-] attendant made the first move without further ado, and punched the boy in front of him directly on the bridge of the nose. Under the dim light, the boy's facial features cast a small shadow, and his eyes were dim.

Before the fist wind could touch the boy's nose, the follower felt his wrist was tightly bound with one hand. The boy leaned sideways and grabbed the attacker's waistband with one hand, following the force of the opponent's attack, he slammed back.

Attendant No. [-] felt that he was flying, and landed in an instant, his back and buttocks fell into the sandpit, and the sand and soil splashed, shocking him a little bit.

Zhao Da originally wanted the two Gen Bans and Ji Lianhuo to fight, and he would make a sneak attack by stealing the shoes first and then hitting people, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't give him a chance at all, and he was grabbed by the collar of his school uniform. Then, Zhao Da watched helplessly. As the boy raised his arms, his toes lifted off the ground little by little.

"Fuck!" The second servant, who hadn't had time to make a move, turned around and ran away when he saw this scene.

Zhao Da felt that his head was "buzzing", his blood was constantly rushing up, his eyes were dazzled, and the shadow of the young man cast by the light seemed to have turned into some kind of distorted monster, roaring ferociously.

"Ji, Brother Ji, I'm sorry..."

Zhao Da heard his trembling voice, and the next moment, his body sank, and he fell into the sandpit.

Ji Lianhuo walked out of the sandpit barefoot, shook the sand on his trouser legs, picked up the shoes and socks on the other side, and quietly walked out of the playground.

Zhao Da and his followers lay in the sandpit without making a sound, their legs were so weak that they couldn't exert their strength.

"Brother Zhao." The servant was still in shock, and only then whispered when he saw the figure of the young man leaving the playground.

"I seem to understand why he brought us to the bunker."

If it wasn't for the sand under his body, the follower felt that he might have broken a bone and couldn't get up.

Zhao Da's legs couldn't stop shaking, and he gave his servant a fierce look, "I'm not stupid!"

Thinking about the challenge letters he had written before, Zhao Da was suddenly very grateful. The other party treated those things as waste paper and threw them into the trash can without even reading them.

"Let's go, brother Zhao." The servant looked at the dormitory to turn off the lights, and tried to get up from the sandpit, "We have to face failure, it's always a bit cold to lie on our stomachs."

"Do you think I don't remember?" Zhao Da said viciously.

"Didn't you see that your legs are weak!"

"Help me!"

When Ji Lianhuo returned to the dormitory with clean shoes and socks, the roommates had already washed up and were sitting on the bed doing their own thing.

They are all students in the same class, and everyone else saw the farce in the evening self-study, thinking that there must be something happening after the self-study, but Ji Lianhuo came back quietly and unscathed.

Could it be that Zhao Da had something to do and didn't bother Ji Lianhuo?

"Hi, Brother Lianhuo." The boy on the upper bunk who was reading martial arts novels put down his book, and took the initiative to stop Ji Lianhuo who was about to wash his feet with a basin.

Ji Lianhuo looked up at his roommate.

"That Zhao Da is not a good guy. He has a few followers. Every night, he climbs over the wall and goes to the Internet cafe outside to play games. He meets a lot of people in the society." The boy on the upper bunk suggested, "Try to be careful in the future, Don't mess with him."

"Thank you." Ji Lianhuo thanked the boy lightly, sat on his bed, put his feet in the water, and washed the sand on it.

"My name is Luo Wuyi." The boy on the upper bunk lowered his hand in a friendly manner, "I heard that you are good at math and comprehensive, let's learn more from each other in the future."

Ji Lianhuo lowered his eyes, looked at the sand deposited in the basin, and remained silent.

Seeing that the boy didn't respond for a while, Luo Wuyi withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and touched the tip of his nose. The boy next to him who had been playing with his mobile phone let out an undisguised mockery.

Luo Wuyi pretended not to hear the boy's smile, and continued to read his martial arts novel while lying sideways on the bed.

The dormitory turns off the lights on time at twelve o'clock, but this does not mean that the students will sleep.Under the quilt, Ji Lianhuo took out the small flashlight he bought yesterday, took out the accounting book from his close pocket, turned to the page "Brother Zhaomou", and stared at it for a long time.

Up to now, my arrears have exceeded five figures, and every item and item mentioned above carries memories and different emotions.

Ji Lianhuo looked down one by one, and for some reason, there was a void in his heart, as if being scratched by thousands of little hands, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Rummaging in the accounting book, there was a note and a neatly folded letter paper inside.

Ji Lianhuo opened the sticky note, and the faint scent of ink came to his face. Ji Lianhuo breathed a little bit, looking at the string of numbers above, every tick was bent into his heart.

The emptiness in his heart eased, Ji Lianhuo carefully closed the note paper and opened the letter paper.

The letter carried the scent of sandalwood in Brother Zhaomou's study, and before it was opened, the fragrance had already filled the space under the quilt. Ji Lianhuo bit the small flashlight, opened the letter with both hands, and carefully copied every word on it.

After a while, the oxygen in the quilt began to become thinner. Ji Lianhuo wanted to look at it for a while, so he gently pushed the quilt away with his head, waited for fresh air to pour in, and immediately lowered his head again.

The moment he bowed his head, Ji Lianhuo didn't control his strength well, and the tip of his nose lightly touched the letter paper.

As if getting an electric shock, Ji Lianhuo hurriedly raised his head, but after a while, as if being bewitched, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help lowering his head a little bit, and touched the letter paper in front of him again with the tip of his nose.

The smell of the ink on the letter paper, the scent of the letter paper itself, and the clear and light fragrance of the writer, are especially clear when the tip of the nose is close.

Ji Lianhuo's ears were red, the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against the letter in front of him, and his cheeks also turned red.

The hole in his heart was finally filled, Ji Lianhuo carefully folded the letter paper reluctantly, recalling what he did just now, it was indescribably satisfying and ashamed.

Pulling his head out of the bed, breathing in the fresh air outside, Ji Lianhuo felt that he could finally close his eyes.

Early the next morning, Ji Lianhuo got up from the bed, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that he was at school.

Students in the third year of high school only have one day off a week, and it takes five days before they can see him again.

Thinking of this, Ji Lianhuo felt indescribably uncomfortable. The hole that had been filled with something last night seemed to be enlarged now, leaving it empty, despite the cold wind whistling inside.

"Brother Lian Huo, the school exam is going to start today." Luo Wuyi got down from the upper bunk, and was finally willing to put down the martial arts novel in his hand, and replaced it with an ancient poem that is necessary for the college entrance examination.

Ji Lianhuo gave a faint "hmm", packed up the bedding immediately after getting up, washed up as quickly as possible, and rushed to the classroom.

The desks and chairs in the class have been distanced, and the books on the table have been packed away. Ji Lianhuo got his exam number, packed his pencil case and went to the arranged exam room.

According to his student number, Ji Lianhuo was assigned to take the exam in the corridor. The first Chinese test, after getting the paper, Ji Lianhuo flipped through it. The analysis of ancient poems turned out to be the real question from last year. I just did it last night and memorized it Refer to the answer.

The second math session was a subject that Ji Lianhuo was relatively good at. After flipping through the paper, [-]% of the questions on it came from the math paper for winter vacation homework.

In the third session, Ji Lianhuo finished answering physics and chemistry first, and spent the rest of the time chewing on biology.

Before I dropped out of school last year, the class teacher said that this class is the last class of students who can enjoy the "32" college entrance examination subject setting plan.The next student union will usher in the reform of the college entrance examination. The original "32" will become "3X".

To put it simply, science has an extra biology, and liberal arts has an extra geography.

In the previous month, Ji Lianhuo studied biological knowledge from books while doing Wang Zhaoyun's biological winter homework. Although he improved a lot, he had too little time to finish all of them.

Ji Lianhuo left a few questions blank in the biology part of the comprehensive science paper. The teacher who collected the paper saw it, and then looked at Ji Lianhuo, and immediately understood it.

Pity.

After the last English test, after all the exams were over, many students lay down on the table, exhausted.

The content of the test, which was originally taken to be completed in two days, was compressed into one day by the school. After a long period of high concentration, many students seemed to be hollowed out, and they started to tremble when they walked.

After the exam was over, Ji Lianhuo packed up his stationery, walked to the door of the classroom, and saw Zhao Da who happened to be walking towards him.

Zhao Da's face turned dark when he saw the person in front of him. Thinking of what happened last night, Zhao Da subconsciously shuddered, and immediately took two steps back.

Ji Lianhuo walked into the classroom with a cold expression, and Zhao Da immediately rushed out of the classroom as if he had been burned to the bottom.

Many students in the class saw this scene. When Zhao Da started to back away, many people thought that the head teacher was standing at the door, but when they came in, they realized that it was Ji Lianhuo who was kicked off the desk by Zhao Da yesterday.

Why did such an arrogant stabbing head give way to Ji Lianhuo?

Ji Lianhuo didn't have time to pay attention to the curious eyes of other students. After sitting back in his seat, he immediately took out his biology textbook and notebook, and took notes while studying by himself.

Ji Lianhuo stared at "Meiosis and Fertilization" in the textbook, and wrote the topic in his notebook. When he came back to look, he found that it said "Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao".

Ji Lianhuo stopped writing and stared at the name on the notebook, the empty hole in his heart seemed to be torn apart again.

how so.

After the evening self-study, Ji Lianhuo slowed down, tried his best to move, and rushed to the dormitory.

I have to study hard to repay Brother Zhaomou. Only when I get good grades can I not let Brother Zhaomou down.

Ji Lianhuo thought over and over again, unknowingly walked past the boys' dormitory, just as Ji Lianhuo was about to turn around, he saw two more sneaky figures in front of him.

"Hurry up! Go up a little bit!" Zhao Da stepped on the shoulders of his servant and tried his best to climb over the school wall. The servant looked sad when he was stepped on, but he could only work hard, no matter how hard he tried, he sent Zhao Da to the top of the wall.

It was dark all around, and the night wind blew loudly. There was a piece of weeds near the school wall. When the wind blew, the weeds swayed up and down faintly, which looked more than a little scary.

"What are you doing?"

The deep voice suddenly broke the silence, and the follower was so frightened that he raised his legs and was about to run. Before Zhao Da could stand still, he was thrown off the wall in an instant, grinning in pain.

"Who are you!"

Without the familiar flashlight light and yelling, Zhao Da knew it couldn't be the teacher or the principal, who on earth is so short-sighted and dares to ruin his own good deeds!

Ji Lianhuo took a step forward, and under the moonlight, he looked down at Zhao Da who fell to the ground.

Zhao Da's expression changed again and again.

It's Ji Lianhuo.

That's fine.

"We are going to climb over the wall and go to the Internet cafe." Zhao Da got up with lingering fear, patted the dirt on his body, and stayed away from the boy in front of him, "I didn't provoke you today!"

Ji Lianhuo raised his head and looked at the school wall with unconcealable impulse in his eyes.

As long as you turn over here, you can go back and see him.

"Now go out and book a night out, and come back before self-study tomorrow morning." Zhao Da dug out his own game strategy from his pocket, and urged Ji Lianhuo with malicious intentions.

"It's fun, do you want to try it?"

Ji Lianhuo silently refused, his eyes still on the school wall.

"Don't be afraid that you won't be able to come back. We've hidden a bicycle outside. We can ride the bicycle very quickly, and we'll definitely be able to come back in time." Zhao Da continued to persuade.

Hearing this, Ji Lianhuo looked sideways at Zhao Da.

"Can you lend me your bike?"

"Of course I can!" Zhao Da's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out the key, secretly proud in his heart, he never thought that he could really persuade this noble nerd to go to the Internet cafe.

"Thank you." Ji Lianhuo took the key and looked at the school wall in front of him