Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Dreaming about the college entrance examination room?

Ji Lianhuo was stunned for a moment, his thin lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.Seeing Wang Zhaomou's questioning gaze sweeping over, he subconsciously nodded.

"Maybe I can relax a little after the grades come back." Wang Zhaomou smiled at the boy, "I have been sitting in school all the time, now I can exercise when I have time to distract you."

Ji Lianhuo nodded obediently, looked up at Wang Zhaomou's expression secretly, saw the man go to pick up the shrimp, immediately got up and washed his hands again, came back and carefully peeled off the shrimp, and put his hands in front of Wang Zhaomou.

Seeing the young man presenting the peeled shrimp as if offering a treasure, Wang Zhaomou was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze to the disposable gloves next to him.

Ji Lianhuo reacted immediately, quickly put the shrimp in Ji Dabao's small bowl, got up and washed his hands again, put on disposable gloves in front of Wang Zhaomou, peeled a shrimp more seriously, and presented it to Wang Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou felt a little weird. Looking up, the young man's eyes were clean and clear, as if this was a way for him to repay his kindness.

After a moment of silence, Wang Zhaomou picked up the peeled shrimp with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes lit up, and he was about to continue peeling the shrimp immediately. Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and blocked the boy's hand with his chopsticks.

"Just peel it off yourself."

"Did I not peel it off?" Ji Lianhuo asked cautiously.

"No." Wang Zhaomou put on disposable gloves and peeled a shrimp in front of Ji Lianhuo with a gentle tone.

"I'm an adult older than you, and I don't need you to take care of me at the dinner table."

After speaking, Wang Zhaomou put the shrimp in his hand into the boy's bowl.

Ji Lianhuo looked at the shrimp in the bowl, silently took off the disposable gloves, picked up the chopsticks, and lowered his eyes to eat the rice.

I peeled a shrimp for Brother Zhaomou, and Brother Zhaomou returned one for himself.

Zhao Zhao doesn't accept her kindness to him, even if she accepts it, she will immediately return it in other ways.

Just like when I fried chestnuts for brother Zhaomou before, brother Zhaomou gave me coffee.

Soft and borderline.

It seems that no one can walk into his heart.

Watching the young man lower his head to eat rice without saying a word, Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment, and found Ji Dabao sitting on the small chair next to him, looking down at Ji Lianhuo's expression.

"Lian Huo." Wang Zhaomou opened his mouth, only to see the young man's action of picking rice into his mouth paused, he put down his chopsticks and lowered his head, his shoulders moved slightly.

"Look up." Wang Zhaomou whispered.

Ji Lianhuo tried his best to raise his head, and when he saw the man in front of him, he couldn't help but feel his nose sore.

Wang Zhaomou stared at the red eye circles of the young man, his eyes were moist, and the tip of his nose was also red, as if he had suffered some unspeakable grievances, and would shed tears in the next moment.

It's like a puppy, trying hard to find the most beautiful branch outside, happily trying to bring it back, and giving it to the owner full of expectations, but the owner turned around and threw the branch away instead of praising it. into the trash can, and warned him not to bring anything back in the future.

Wang Zhaomou's eyes were gentle, and he raised his hand to gently wipe the end of the boy's eyes with his fingertips.

"Don't be sad, I want you to eat well, not because I didn't eat well."

The young man turned his face slightly, rubbed his cheek against Wang Zhaomou's finger, his dark eyes were filled with the appearance of the man in front of him, "I can eat well, I want to help you."

Meeting the boy's eyes, Wang Zhaomou smiled helplessly, and brought a new pair of disposable gloves and a small plate.

Ji Lianhuo asked Wang Zhaomou with his eyes, Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, quickly put on the disposable gloves, and started peeling the shrimp wholeheartedly.

Ji Dabao was beside him, staring blankly at the two people, and then at the shrimp in his small bowl, it seemed that it was not tasty.

"The only time I could eat prawns before was when I followed my brother to a banquet at other people's house. There were many people sitting at the table, and there was only one plate of prawns. When I was lucky, I could grab two." Ji Lianhuo couldn't help it Wanting to talk more with Wang Zhaomou, he looked at the man's side face and quickened his men's movements.

Wang Zhaomou picked up a peeled shrimp, put it in his mouth, chewed it and looked at the boy with a smile.

"What about bad luck?"

"If you're unlucky, you won't be able to grab one." Ji Lianhuo replied excitedly when he heard Wang Zhaomou's question, "When my brother sees it, he will give me half of it."

Wang Zhaomou smiled.

Ji Lianhuo always remembered what Wang Zhaomou said to "exercise more", and after breakfast the next day sent Wang Zhaomou off, he left the villa in black sportswear.

Ji Lianhuo took out an information note from his pocket that said the boy's name and school were written on the college entrance examination room, and ran in the streets near No. [-] Middle School.

Seventh Middle School is a relatively smoggy school in Sioux City. Many students who have no place to go to high school but want a high school diploma are usually placed here.

This can be seen from the streets near the No. [-] Middle School.

Unlike the bookstores, barbershops, fast food restaurants, and stationery stores near No. [-] Middle School in Sioux City, there are many Internet cafes, billiard halls, and KTV near No. [-] Middle School.

Occasionally, there is a canteen, with a few boys smoking together standing next to them, watching girls passing by on the street, whistling and booing.

Now the first and second grades are still in class, the only ones who can hang out here unscrupulously are the third and fourth students who have passed the college entrance examination.

Ji Lianhuo stopped by the canteen and walked towards the boys who were smoking together.

"Are you from Class Three, Grade Three?"

"Who are you?" The boy raised his eyes and looked at the outstanding-looking peers in front of him. His facial features were well-defined, his nose bridge was straight, and his cut was clean and neat. In sportswear, he looks like a top student.

"I owe some money to Dong Hang, the third class." Ji Lianhuo looked indifferent, and pulled out a note from his pocket, "Graduated, pay back the debt."

The boy looked at the money in Ji Lianhuo's hand and sneered, "How can there be such a good person in this world who pays back the money after graduation?"

Several companions around the boy also laughed.

Jilian Homer let go without saying a word, and the money fell in front of the boy.

The boy looked at Ji Lianhuo, then at the money on the ground, and found that the other party had no intention of picking it up, so he understood it all at once.

The boy quickly picked up the money on the ground, put it in his pocket, and pointed to an Internet cafe not far away.

"Don't say I said it."

Ji Lianhuo didn't make a sound, and walked towards the Internet cafe.

Seeing Ji Lianhuo enter the Internet cafe, the companion next to him poked the boy, "Brother Peng, it seems that he is here to find trouble, so you don't tell him, Dong Hang is with some brothers?"

"There's nothing to say." Brother Peng smugly said, "I can do this with this little money. I think he has more than that. When Dong Hang and the others beat him to the ground, we'll go check it out."

Before the companion could respond, the door of the Internet cafe not far away suddenly opened, and the boy in black sportswear walked out of the Internet cafe quickly, followed by five or six boys, and Dong Hang, whose eyes were blue, was the first to chase after him.

Several people watched helplessly as the boy in black sportswear entered a dark alley, and the boys behind him chased him in, yelling and cursing.

"That alley is blocked." Brother Peng said gloatingly, only to hear the chaotic roars in the alley, and after a while, the alley became quiet.

"See, it's solved." Brother Peng crossed his legs happily, "We will go in after Dong Hang's people come out."

Several people waited for a while, but no one came out of the alley for a long time. Brother Peng moved his eyes and called his companion to go over. Before he got close to the alley, he heard coughing from inside.

As if trying to cough out the lungs, the coughing sound didn't stop for a moment.Brother Peng felt a little strange, stood beside him, and quietly poked his head towards the entrance of the alley.

Looking at the situation in the alley, Brother Peng opened his eyes a little bit, and rubbed it as if he couldn't believe himself, but when he opened his eyes, it was still the same scene.

The light in the alley was dim, Dong Hang's brothers lay down in the alley motionless, Dong Hang knelt on the ground, and the boy in black sportswear looked like a demon, stepping on Dong Hang's leg expressionlessly, with his forearm lying across In front of Dong Hang's neck, he pulled back a little bit.

Dong Hang's face was flushed, the boy suddenly relaxed his forearm, and Dong Hang began to cough uncontrollably, retching, and when Dong Hang couldn't cough, the boy tightened his forearm again, again and again.

Dong Hang's face was full of snot and tears, coughing and begging intermittently, the boy continued to tighten his arms indifferently as if he couldn't hear anything.

Dong Hang was almost speechless, his face was swollen like a pig's liver, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. Brother Peng, who was hiding at the entrance of the alley, watched the scene in front of him, his legs were weak, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

After an unknown amount of time, Dong Hang could no longer cough, and passed out. The boy tried Dong Hang's breath, slowly got up, raised his eyes coldly, and looked at the alleyway accurately.

Brother Peng, who was hiding at the entrance of the alley, subconsciously wanted to run. His whole body was as if his brain had froze, and he couldn't move his feet no matter what. He watched helplessly as his peers in black sportswear walked in front of him.

The boy's knuckles were still stained with blood, and he put his two fingers into the pocket of the peeping man at the entrance of the alley, took out a banknote, and put it in his pocket intact.

When the boy approached him, Brother Peng broke out in cold sweat all of a sudden, his whole body tensed up.

Fortunately, the other party just took his own money.

Brother Peng watched the boy's bloodstained hands pull up the black hood of his tracksuit, revealing half of his face, and quietly walked into the street, blending in with the crowd, and disappeared.

Brother Peng's legs were shaking non-stop, and he staggered back while leaning on the wall, not daring to look back at the scene in the alley.

Considering the pressure of his grades as a teenager, it was rare for Wang Zhaomou to take a day off, so he informed Ji Lianhuo in advance and took Ji Dabao to a park in Sioux City to relax.

The scenery in the park is pretty good, there is a bamboo forest, it is very cool to walk in, Ji Lianhuo is wearing white half-sleeves, holding a fan in one hand, followed by Wang Zhaomou, fanning mosquitoes for the man non-stop.

"There is a lake nearby." Wang Zhaomou held the drowsy Ji Dabao in one hand, and looked at Ji Lianhuo, "Do you want to go boating?"

"I listen to brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo smiled happily, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a mosquito landed on Ji Dabao's face, and beat him down with a fan, successfully waking Ji Dabao awake.

"Woo!" Ji Dabao covered his face and stared at his uncle aggrievedly.

Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo to the place where the boat was rented by the lake in the park. He had just paid the deposit when he heard his cell phone ring.

Ji Lianhuo hugged Ji Dabao, Wang Zhaomou turned on the phone and found that it was the head teacher.

"Mr. Wang! You can check your grades now!"

"Do you still remember the test number?" Wang Zhaomou held Ji Dabao in his arms, and saw Ji Lianhuo nodded, and then touched his pocket, which was empty.

Ji Lianhuo has not yet developed the habit of carrying his mobile phone with him.

Wang Zhaomou handed over his mobile phone, only to see Ji Lianhuo took the mobile phone with both hands, and dialed the number to check the results. It may be the peak period, and Ji Lianhuo called several times before he succeeded.

Ji Dabao stared nervously at his uncle, and while pressing his examination number, he picked up a fan and fanned away the mosquitoes on Wang Zhaomou's shoulder.

The movements are much gentler than when you hit yourself!

After registering for the test number, Ji Lianhuo turned on the speaker of the mobile phone, and the three of them looked at the mobile phone, holding their breath in unison.

"Sorry, the candidate's score has been blocked."

shield?

Ji Dabao was a little confused, how could he block it?

Wang Zhaomou took the mobile phone and called the head teacher back. When the head teacher heard about the situation, his excited voice became a little higher.

"Good thing! The top [-] in science and the top [-] in liberal arts in the province will be blocked!"

Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes and looked at Ji Lianhuo with a smile, and continued to ask the class teacher, "I can see it in a few days."

"After the limelight, it usually takes about three days!" The homeroom teacher couldn't hide his excitement, "Congratulations to Mr. Wang and classmate Ji Lianhuo in advance!"