After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

"Brother! Someone's coming!"

Amid the chaos, a young man shouted. Duanmei was trying to tie up Jiao Kaifeng's hands. Hearing this, he quickened his movements and knocked the boy unconscious with a single slash of his hand.

When Ni Yangzhou turned around, he saw Jiao Kaifeng being dragged by the upper body and thrown onto a motorcycle.

It's not that there are no cars, it's just that they can't drive in. The area around the sand field has been deserted and only motorcycles can pass through the narrow gravel road.

Duanmei was also angry. If they had a car, why would they have to go through so much trouble to tie him to the back seat of a motorcycle?

It was too late to run over. Outside the battlefield wall, everyone had already heard the police's shouting.

"Who the hell called the police!"

Ni Yangzhou pushed away a young man who was swinging a stick at him, and with all his strength, he swung the baseball bat in his hand towards Duanmei in the distance.

Right in the middle of the forehead!

Duanmei staggered after being hit, blood flowed down his face and blinded his eyes.

In a world of blood-red, he saw Ni Yangzhou's face.

Jiao Kaifeng lost his support and fell from the back seat.

"Hands up! Put your weapons down!"

The police arrived in a hurry and the police cars were left on the road outside the battlefield.

Duanmei's group was much more numerous than the police, but they were very organized. Gang fighting was one thing, but attacking the police was troublesome, so they did not bother with them anymore and quickly ran away.

"go!"

A group of young men jumped onto a motorcycle at lightning speed, shouting and running like the wind, and the sound of the motorcycle's accelerator was deafening.

There were only five or six policemen, and they were unable to stop the young men who were stepping on the accelerator. In a blink of an eye, only a few frightened students from No. 3 Middle School and Ni Yangzhou and his younger brothers who surrounded Jiao Kaifeng were left on the battlefield.

"Damn! Brother Jiao is dead!" The little brother who was looking for paper shouted in despair!

"Fuck you!" Li Yuan covered his shoulder and shouted:

"Call an ambulance!"

Ni Yangzhou took the initiative to contact the police.

"I called the police! Quick, someone's been knocked unconscious, go to the hospital first!"

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In the end, Lin Yan's date didn't go through.

Lin Yan took Ni Yangzhou out of the police station. The others were picked up by their parents, and Jiao Kaifeng was sent to the hospital.

It's not serious, I was just knocked unconscious and have a mild concussion. I need to stay in the hospital for two days for observation.

The parents were not at home, so an uncle went to help take care of the child.

Lin Yan rubbed her temple tiredly, looking at the boy in front of her with his head lowered.

It was already late at night and there were no lights on in the police station.

If she were to ask herself honestly, Lin Yan felt that if Ni Yangzhou hadn't called the police, the situation might have become worse.

There was a fight with weapons and some students were taken directly to the hospital by ambulance. If the police had not arrived in time, more than one person might have been taken to the hospital.

But education is still necessary.

"Is this what you mean by all right?"

The boy knew he was in the wrong and said sadly, "It's my fault. I didn't stop him."

Lin Yan had heard the story several times from different students in the police station and understood the whole situation, so she approved of the boy's attitude of taking the initiative to admit his mistake.

Facing the boy in front of me, a lot of words I wanted to say to him suddenly got stuck in my throat and I didn't want to say them anymore.

Lin Yan took Ni Yangzhou into a small restaurant, ordered two bowls of noodles, and when they were about to pay the bill, the boy took the initiative to grab the bill.

Lin Yan tapped the boy's bruised arm, took the bill back and paid it.

He returned to the table and poured a glass of water for Ni Yangzhou.

"You shouldn't hang out with Jiao Kaifeng and the others."

Ni Yangzhou looked up at the teacher who was obviously haggard, with messy hair tied behind his back and the lines between his eyebrows deepened. He seemed to have aged several years since they first met during morning self-study.

"Jiao Kaifeng's father was once the gang leader in this area.

He killed someone and was on the run for several years before he was caught and sentenced to death."

The teacher who never told her students about their classmates' family situations, tried hard to persuade a child who she thought "could still be saved" to be good that night.

“Not many people have seen Jiao Kaifeng’s brother. I heard that he is a gangster leader who has grown up in recent years.

Their whole family does this.”

Lin Yan spoke earnestly, completely unaware that Ni Yangzhou had already met Jiao Kaifeng's brother.

It was in the restaurant behind the school that time that not only him, but also Jiao Kaifeng’s brothers saw it.

Ni Yangzhou recalled the mature man with clear features.

Although he is mysterious to outsiders, he cares a lot about his younger brother and comes to see all his friends in person.

Obviously, Teacher Lin completely disagrees with such people.

"What future do you have? You just fight and hang out with gangsters. Today you hit me, tomorrow I hit you. If things get out of hand and can't be solved, you'll be arrested and shot like their father."

"I know."

Ni Yangzhou sat there sullenly with his head down.

Know what can be done.

He was also a good young man in his original world. Except for the dispute he had with someone because of his mother, he had never fought with others under other circumstances.

Fortunately, my mother learned Sanda, otherwise she would not be able to deal with something like today.

Maybe he will be the one to be added to the list of people lying in hospital beds.

Lin Yan frowned, and wanted to take advantage of the time when Ni Yangzhou's parents came to have a good talk with them about education issues.

"Eat, eat, and then go home and do your homework."

Lin Yan did not forget her duty as a teacher. "Have you been able to keep up with English recently? Have you memorized all the words every day?"

"I have memorized it and done all the homework."

Lin Yan nodded, "Eat. Go home early."

While eating noodles, Ni Yangzhou recalled the system's task progress report at 8 o'clock in the evening when he was at the police station.

49.2%

It only rose by 0.1.

It's really unpredictable.

Ni Yangzhou thought that maybe who you meet is not the decisive factor, but what you do and whether this thing can advance the plot.

On the day when you make the most progress, you do the most things. Maybe a butterfly flapping its wings will boost your progress significantly.

Take the initiative and look for more clues.

Ni Yangzhou was thinking about something while eating.

Lin Yan looked at the boy in front of her, who was young and clean, eating noodles in big mouthfuls. She had lost her appetite due to the day's events, but when she saw the boy eating, she actually moved her chopsticks a few more times.

Eating is an important thing, especially for Ni Yangzhou who had been on the verge of death in the intensive care unit.

After I drank the noodle soup, I felt that life was real, instead of always thinking that I was forced to complete a task in a badly-ended novel.

"correct."

Lin Yan wiped her mouth and spoke to the boy in front of her.

"Meng Ting brought your homework back for you."

This opening indeed contained something Ni Yangzhou had not expected.

“I saw that he helped you take notes and pack your school bag.

You should learn more from good students. As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together."

Meng Ting treats you as a friend, so don't let him down."

Ni Yangzhou agreed and nodded, "I also consider him a good friend."

Lin Yan once saw that in a physical education class, most of the boys were playing basketball, competing with friends, chatting, and kicking football. Only Meng Ting was standing alone at the edge of the playground. He had no friends and no one knew what he was thinking.

Lin Yan herself also pays attention to the mental health of students. High school is not only an important stage of learning in life, but also a period of youth that is difficult to repeat together with peers.

When a student's grades no longer require the teacher to worry about them, the teacher will also hope that the student can spend this time happily.

As for Ni Yangzhou, Lin Yan's biggest hope now is that he can live in peace and stop fighting.

At least don't call the police again.

After dinner, Lin Yan originally wanted to send Ni Yangzhou back to his own apartment next to the school. Ni Yangzhou thought about it and asked the teacher to help send him to Meng Ting's home.

"You two have such a good relationship?"

Lin Yan was a little confused. It had only been a month since school started and Ni Yangzhou had suspended classes for two weeks.

But that’s fine.

Lin Yan thought.

She knew Meng Ting's family situation. She had a seriously ill mother who needed someone to take care of her. Meng Ting had previously refused the teacher's home visit. Although the school had scholarships and grants, it would be good to have a classmate to help.

Ni Yangzhou said goodbye to the teacher and watched Lin Yan ride her electric scooter out of the village. The flashing small headlight disappeared safely at the end.

The boy then turned around and knocked on Meng Ting's door.

"Bang bang bang."

The neighbor's dog started barking.

"Meng Ting! I'm Ni Yangzhou."

Not long after, the gate opened from the inside.

Meng Ting poked his head out, his face looking a little gloomy.

"Are you willing to come back?"

Ni Yangzhou laughed dryly: "What are you talking about? Well, I came back when nothing happened."

Meng Ting did not move away, but looked Ni Yangzhou up and down with his eyes to make sure that he was not missing any limbs.

"I think……"

Ni Yangzhou originally wanted to say, "I would like to ask Father Meng to take me in for one night."

It was getting dark, and taxis were hard to get in the small county town. Ni Yangzhou was too lazy to walk back after a day of classes and fighting.

But seeing that Meng Ting looked unhappy and had no intention of opening the door to let him in, he changed his mind.

"I wanted to take my homework away, but Teacher Lin said you helped me get it."

He also politely added, "Leave as soon as you get it, without any delay."

Meng Ting looked even angrier.

But he still moved aside to let Ni Yangzhou enter the yard.

Ni Yangzhou followed him into the yard. The light at the door of the brick house was still on. He liked lamp cords very much. He had never seen them before in the original world. As he passed by, he pulled the light with a snap.

The yard suddenly became dark.

Ni Yangzhou pulled again, and the light came on.

Meng Ting in front of him was looking at him with a dark face, holding Ni Yangzhou's schoolbag in his hand.

"Hey, haha, I..."

Ni Yangzhou reached out to take the schoolbag, "Thank you, Brother Meng, I'll just..."

The word "go" could not be uttered because Meng Ting did not let go and was still holding the other strap of the schoolbag.

"Where is my school uniform?" Meng Ting asked.

"Ah, I'm still wearing it."

Ni Yangzhou realized belatedly that he was still wearing Jiao Kaifeng's black jacket.

After saying that, he let go, took off his coat, and wanted to take off Meng Ting's school uniform top.

Just as he put his hand on the hem of his clothes, he said hesitantly, "I'll wash it and give it back to you."

Meng Ting didn't stop him, but nodded and said, "Go wash it."

"At this?"

"What else? I'll just change these two sets."

Ni Yangzhou closed his mouth and looked out the window, and sure enough.

The school uniform that Meng Ting wore today has been washed and is hanging on the clothesline between the eaves and the tree in the yard.

"I'll wash it right away."

Ni Yangzhou was quite self-conscious. He took the washbasin in the corner of the room and squatted in front of the faucet in the yard. He drew water, took off his school uniform and started to scrub his face.

The weather is not too cold, and I don’t feel cold even with my shirt off.

Meng Ting walked out of the house with a soap box in her hand.

Without doing anything, finding a place to rest, or going back to the house, Meng Ting watched Ni Yangzhou finish washing the clothes in a somewhat clumsy manner.

And offer to help when wringing out and hang the clothes on the clothesline.

It was already late.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening. There were no mobile phones or computers. Most of the people in the village had fallen asleep and even the occasional barking of dogs had ceased.

There is no way to get a taxi either.

"I'm leaving?"

Ni Yangzhou was shirtless, wearing a thin jacket and a backpack, and stood at Meng Ting's door.

The boy took one look at the clothes he was wearing and turned his face away.

"I haven't finished my homework yet."

Ni Yangzhou scratched his head and said, "I'll write it when I get home."

Meng Ting had his back to the door.

"Write here, and then go to sleep."

The tone was still a little muffled, but no longer angry.

Ni Yangzhou took advantage of the situation, took off his schoolbag, sat down obediently and did his homework.

"Thank you, Father Meng, for taking me in."

It was not as heavy as in the future, where one could not finish the homework even if they stayed up all night. Ni Yangzhou wrote it seriously and estimated the original owner's growth rate, so he skipped some questions. Meng Ting sat at the side and practiced questions with a stack of papers printed by the teacher.

Time passed quickly. Finally, Meng Ting went through Ni Yangzhou's homework and the two of them took a rest like they did yesterday.

Fortunately, there is no evening self-study class yet.

Ni Yangzhou sighed secretly, otherwise it would be too much to bear all day long, and the person would be torn into eight pieces.

Before going to bed, Meng Ting went to the east room, unlocked the door when he went in, and locked it again when he came out.

During the two days that Ni Yangzhou has been here, Meng Ting's mother has not been seen once, nor has she heard any movement in the east room.

The boy rolled up in the quilt again, revealing the upper half of his face, and looked sideways at Meng Ting:

"Don't you need me to say hello to Auntie sometime?"

Meng Ting poured a glass of water from a dark blue thermos with orchids painted on it and placed it on the stool beside Ni Yangzhou's bed.

"Need not."

The boy blinked his eyes.

Meng Ting added: "I can't remember it even if I see it."

The entangled and curious person finally lay down.

"Turn off the lights."

Meng Ting pulled the light cord and the world fell into darkness.

Ni Yangzhou tilted his head to listen. In the dark night, only the rustling of insects in the grass and one or two distant and vague cat calls could be heard.

It was late at night and after a busy day, Ni Yangzhou fell asleep smoothly.

Meng Ting did not close his eyes.

He listened to the breathing of the person beside him gradually becoming regular, and stared at the dark ceiling with his eyes open.

Owning too little.

Meng Ting talked to himself at a time when no one could see.

I have too little, and there is little I can give you.

There is less money, less time, and less everything.

Can't keep you.

The boy closed his eyes and touched the jade pendant on his chest.

The jade pendant gradually peeled off its true inner color, becoming greener and more transparent, like a drop of dew on a green lotus in summer, reflecting all things in the world.

A faint fluorescent light appeared in Meng Ting's palm.