Why are the stars indifferent

The report card was sent out on the third day after Chang Ze's birthday.

According to the usual rules, it is to have a good meal before dying. On the birthday, I invite Zhan Le to have a valuable dinner, and then go to the ktv to continue the stall, singing a song and howling. I don’t know. It can be considered that this is the last song before his death.

However, after the results were sent out, Zhan Le still regretted a little.

I regret not following Chang Ze to finish the last song in ktv.

The results of the final exam were better than those of the mid-term exam, but they had just crossed the passing line, and a question was corrected wrong in English. It was originally wrong but the teacher ticked it, otherwise Zhan Le would not have passed English. .

In contrast, the god of learning next door who only deducted two points from the full score in mathematics and Chinese is very annoying.

After Zhan Le returned home with the test paper, he suddenly felt sorry for Cheng Zai.

He knows how busy the pediatrician is. He took a day off to make up lessons for himself, but he still only got this score in the test. It's gone.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have been ashamed in front of Cheng Zai all the time.

Fuck it.

Zhan Le fell on the bed and turned over. After thinking about it, he took out his phone and called Cheng Zai. The phone rang several times before he answered, "Hello?"

"Hello? What are you doing?" Zhan Le turned over again, facing the wall. Cheng Zai's voice was quite pleasant, and there was a slight noisy current coming from the receiver, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Keep your phone far away, "Are you off work or are you on your way to work?"

"Just arrived at the hospital," Cheng Zai said, "what's the matter?"

"Oh..." Zhan Le paused for a while, searching for words in his brain, and sighed after thinking for a long time, "I didn't pass the exam."

"Huh?" Cheng Zai didn't expect that he was talking about this, and was stunned for a while, "How many points?"

Zhan Le truthfully told his achievements.

"That's not bad, you've made progress," Cheng Zai's voice sounded hoarse, "You did better than your midterm exam."

"It's still not good." Zhan Le frowned and sat up cross-legged.

"You can't become a fat man with one bite," Cheng Zai smiled, "Okay, I'm in the hospital, I don't work at night, if you want to come to me, just come."

"Oh, I see," Zhan Le scratched his head, "Then you go to work."

Cheng Zai answered again before hanging up the phone.

Zhan Le threw the phone aside, and after a while, suddenly rubbed his ears.

Finding someone in a bar is a physical job.

The Xie Rin they were looking for didn't have a fixed singing venue at all. The boss of a certain company who had a good relationship with Ji Changyun said directly: "She prefers to sing on the street, or you can go to a place like the square to look for it?"

"Okay," Ji Changyun felt unreliable when he heard this, but still agreed, "Thank you, we know."

Cheng Zaixue didn't speak at the side.

Apart from the fact that her name is Xie Lin and she is the guitarist and lead singer of the band, there is no other useful information at all.

The band has sung in many bars, and Cheng Zai managed to get the number of the keyboard player of the band, but he couldn't get through no matter what, and he didn't know where the members of this band went on a trip, as if they all evaporated .

But even if he found Xie Rin, Cheng Zai didn't think about how to ask her.

Hello, are you an orphan?

Have you ever been trafficked?

May I ask if your surname is Guo Zhan?There is a brother who can cry but has a very good personality and is very irritable, like a schizophrenic brother?

No matter how you ask, it's not right, it feels like you're here to find fault.

I have been to many bars in the past few days. Sometimes Ji Changyun didn't follow, and sometimes Ji Changyun followed, staring at me with puzzled and probing eyes for a long time, and he just didn't ask half a word. It felt like he was going to be stupid.

Although usually not very smart.

"Just ask if you have any questions," Cheng Zai drove Ji Changyun home, "Don't look at me like I abandoned you?"

"I just want to ask a question." Ji Changyun said, "Is the person you are looking for this time related to Zhan Le?"

Cheng Zai didn't speak.

"My mother brought you back when I was six years old," Ji Changyun didn't care if Cheng Zai ignored him, "We've known each other for 20 years."

"En." Cheng Zai responded.

"In 20 years, I haven't seen who you are for... In this way, you rush to the bar after get off work," Ji Changyun frowned, "Is it a bit too much?"

Cheng Zai stopped talking.

Silently drove the car forward for a while and arrived at Ji's house. Ji Changyun's mother enthusiastically asked Cheng Zai to come down and sleep at home for the night. Cheng Zai refused, saying that he would drive the car after coming back next time back home.

As soon as he locked the car, the phone in his pocket rang. Cheng Zai took it out and saw that it was Zhan Le's phone.

"Hey, didn't you say you didn't work the night shift today?" Zhan Le yelled as soon as he answered the phone.

"Have you come to my house?" Cheng Zai asked back.

"Yeah," Zhan Le said, "You asked me to come directly, did you lose your memory?"

"No," Cheng Zai smiled, "Go downstairs to buy something to eat, and I'll be here right away."

"Okay." Zhan Le answered and hung up the phone.

Cheng Zai went back and opened the car window, took a pack of snacks from the passenger seat, and entered the elevator.

Zhan Le was wearing a black cotton jacket today, with a scarf around his chin. Cheng was trying to bury his face in the scarf when he got out of the elevator.

"You just bought a bag of potato chips?" Zhan Le pulled off the scarf as soon as he saw him, "Last time I saw how many bags were there on the sofa?"

"There's no such flavor anymore." Cheng Zai stuffed the potato chips into his arms, reached out and took out the key, "How long has it been here?"

"Just came." Zhan Le said.

"Then you're frozen like this," Cheng Zai suddenly raised his hand to touch Zhan Le's face, "It's completely cold."

Zhan Le was taken aback by his action, and when Cheng Zai opened the door and went in, he stood at the door and said, "I came here on foot."

Cheng Zai had already entered the room and took off his coat, so Zhan Le could only click his tongue and follow him in.

The room was still quite warm, and Zhan Le took a sip of the water Cheng Zai poured for him before he felt alive.

"Take out the test paper." Cheng Zai sat down and tore open the bag of potato chips that had just been brought up.

"Fuck," Zhan Le sighed, and took out a squarely folded test paper from his pocket, "Ascaris."

"My status has fallen so badly," Cheng Zai also sighed, "I was your mother not long ago."

Zhan Le sighed again, and laughed before finishing the sigh.

Cheng Zai got up to pour himself a glass of water, and came back to sit and give Zhan Le a lecture.

As usual, go through the wrong questions first, explain the formula, and then let Zhan Le understand it by himself. This is Cheng Zai's way of speaking according to Zhan Le's ability to accept the topic, but tonight is different. Cheng Zai I found that Zhan Le was distracted.

That's kind of weird.

Cheng Zai tapped his pen on the test paper: "What are you thinking about?"

"Huh?" Zhan Le came back to his senses, and blurted out, "I find your voice is quite nice."

After speaking, he was stunned.

Zhanle what are you doing Zhanle.

Someone is giving you a lecture, and you tell others that you have a nice voice?Is the ability to grasp key points so outstanding?

"Really?" Cheng Zai didn't care much, "Look at this question."

"It's really nice." Zhan Le added inexplicably.

"Then you record it." Cheng Zai was still looking at the test paper, and tapped the pen tip on the scratch paper next to him. "Listen to it and sleep at night."

Zhan Le looked up at Cheng Zai, opened his mouth and said nothing.

"Look at the question." Cheng Zai said.