The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Wen Zhi raised his hand self-sustainingly, and waved it lightly: "Maomao."

Song Jiao led the big dog and trot forward: "Have you been waiting here for a long time?"

"No……"

Wen Zhi hadn't finished talking yet, a person came out of nowhere and stood between him and Song Jiao in a daze.

Wen Zhi twitched the corners of his lips, and finished what he hadn't said: "I just arrived."

"Oh!" Song Jiao jumped over the person in front of him and responded loudly.

Standing between the two of them, Xie Chen's face was visibly sunken, and strong resentment emanated from his body, almost turning into a solid body.

He's angry, he's angry...

Song Jiao turned his gaze back, looked at him, and shouted, "Thank you Chen."

Xie Chen just wanted to put away his bad expression, but suddenly remembered something, and returned to his calm face: "Why don't you 'hi' with me?"

Song Jiao didn't understand: "Huh?"

Xie Chen stretched out his hand and patted him: "Hurry up and 'hi' with me."

Song Jiao frowned, raised his hand and patted his forehead: "What are you doing? Stay away from me if you don't have a fever."

Xie Chen was a little unresponsive, and touched his forehead, and stated: "I don't have a fever."

Song Jiao hummed, turned her head, glanced at him, and asked, "Why did you come to me when you didn't have a fever?"

"I..." Xie Chen understood, and Song Jiao was also angry.

These days, in front of Song Jiao, he really couldn't control his heart that was beating wildly, swelled wildly, and flew towards him. He felt that this was abnormal, so he restrained himself and never approached Song Jiao again.

Even though they were at the same table in the school, they didn't talk much these days.

Song Jiao talked to him at first, and asked him to play, but he responded coldly, and he was a little confused.

Xie Chen couldn't bear to look at his ignorant expression, but he still held back tenaciously.

He told himself that as long as he endured this period of time, he could become good friends with Song Jiao again.

Because he was always indifferent to Song Jiao, Song Jiao thought that he had some opinion on him, or that he had done something wrong, so he had an open and honest talk with him and asked him what happened recently.

Of course, it was impossible for Xie Chen to tell Song Jiao about that kind of thing, so he prevaricated indifferently.

A few days later, he still ignored him, and Song Jiao became angry, so he ignored him.

At first, Xie Chen felt that this was just right, God knows how much effort he would have to expend every time Song Jiao talked to him, in order not to respond to him.

But soon, Xie Chen realized that this seemed to be impossible.

Song Jiao was angry with him, and after ignoring him, he wanted to talk to Song Jiao even more.

He could only find other friends to play with, try to divert his attention, and restrain his eyes and thoughts that couldn't help but fly towards Song Jiao.

Hold back!Thank you Shen, you can do it!

Persistence is victory!

Until today, the day when he finally couldn't hold back talking to Song Jiao, he has persisted for seven days.

When Xie Chen finally understood, Song Jiao had already bypassed him to find Wen Zhi, and the two of them were going to the study together.

Xie Chen turned his head and looked at the backs of them leaving.

Maomao - pure and naive.

Zhi Duoxing — Zhi Duo is close to a demon, with ulterior motives!

I didn't expect, oh, I didn't expect that you are such a smart star!

No, Xie Chen immediately made a decision.That strange feeling can be put aside for a while, and he can let go of what he has done to his brother. The most important thing now is——

Get Wen Zhi away from Mao Mao immediately!Get rid of them all!

After making up his mind, Xie Chen quickly raised his heels to follow the two people in front.

Friends quickly asked: "Hey, brother Shen, where are you going?"

Xie Chen gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words: "Go to the study."

"Ah?" The friends still didn't quite understand, "Brother Shen, when did you love reading?"

"Starting from today." Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, Xie Chen hurriedly followed.

Friends asked: "Brother Shen, what about us?"

"Go to your sweetheart. Didn't you say that staying with your sweetheart all day won't bother you?"

After saying this, Xie Chen left.

Leave the friends looking at each other.

Do you think we would love to hang out with this group of ten-year-old acquaintances?That's not because...

Don't we all have a crush?

Xie Chen hurriedly followed Song Jiao, not daring to fall behind.

He observed carefully.

"Why are you smiling at him?"

"Why did you talk to him so long?"

"Why did you laugh again? You laughed five times."

Xie Chen bit the handkerchief from behind—an invisible handkerchief.

Song Jiao and Wen Zhi walked side by side, Wen Zhi touched him with his elbow and reminded, "Brother Shen is behind."

Song Jiao glanced back, Xie Chen was taken aback by him, and quickly turned around to find a hiding place.

But it is a pity that the government just promulgated the "Street Management Regulations" a few days ago, and it will be tried out in Fengxiang City first. Apart from carriages and pedestrians, there are no other places where people can hide on the street.

Xie Chen and Song Jiao looked at each other, feeling a little guilty and didn't know how to explain it.

Song Jiao looked at him for a while, but turned her head back as if she didn't see him.

He knew to Wen: "Don't care about him, this street doesn't belong to his family, we can walk as we like."

Wen Zhi reminded: "This street belongs to his family, and the street next door also belongs to his family."

"..." Song Jiao raised his head, poking his neck, "It belongs to my family too. He and I belong to the same family. I can leave as I like."

"it is good."

Of course Wen Zhi could see that the two had quarreled, and the quarrel had started a few days ago.

But he didn't want to ask about these things too much.

The two of them didn't go far, when Xie Chen who was walking behind suddenly shouted angrily: "Wen Zhi!"

The two turned their heads at the same time, and Xie Chen finally realized that he shouted out what he was thinking.

He paused for a moment, then strode forward boldly and held Song Jiao's hand.

They were still arguing, Song Jiao wanted to break free from his hand, but Xie Chen held it tightly, and he couldn't break free.

Xie Chen raised the hands that the two shook hands, and announced to Wen Zhi: "I..."

Wen Zhi frowned, Song Jiao turned to look at him.

I only heard Xie Chen say this sentence in the most ruthless tone: "I will go to the study with you."

Wen Zhi nodded: "Okay."

Xie Chen firmly held Song Jiao's restless hand, naturally pushed Wen Zhi away, and stood beside Song Jiao.

But Song Jiao always kept in mind that he was still arguing with Xie Chen and that he was still angry.

He was not allowed to talk to Xie Chen at all.

Xie Chen took his hand, shook it back and forth, and shouted: "Mao Mao."

"what?"

Xie Chen leaned over to look at him: "Are you angry?"

Song Jiao generously admitted: "Yeah."

"Don't be angry, I didn't ignore you on purpose a few days ago."

"why?"

"I……"

"You want to pretend to be dead again?" Song Jiao turned to look at him, "And then said, because you are going to die, so you don't talk to me, afraid that I will be sad?"

"..."

all hit!

After so many years, Song Jiao knew him too well.

But they are not five years old now, Xie Chen has pretended to be dead dozens of times, an average of two or three times a year, this trick has long been used up.

Song Jiao held his hand hard, trying to oppress him a bit: "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I'll ignore you just like you ignored me these days."

Xie Chen was pinched by him, but his face didn't change.Because Song Jiao's hand strength is really not strong.

Xie Chen's mind has never been spinning so fast like it is now.

"Because... I, I had a dream a few days ago."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed... I..." Xie Chen, who didn't do his homework, tried to find a suitable word to describe that weird dream without making Song Jiao angry, "I, I ate you..."

In Xie Chen's mind came that weird dream that was a little charming.

A bloody and terrifying scene appeared in Song Jiao's mind. He gasped and wanted to escape from Xie Chen in horror: "You cannibal, don't come here!"

"It's not that..." Xie Chen originally wanted to say that it wasn't the one who "eat", but after thinking about it, Song Jiao might be even more unhappy if he knew it was the one who "sucked".

So he swallowed his words back and continued to explain: "And when I see you these days, I can't help but have an impulse."

Song Jiao was frightened: "Impulsive!"

Xie Chen continued to scare him, just like he lied to him when he was a child: "So, I haven't dared to approach you these days, I'm afraid... If I eat you, it will be bad."

Song Jiao repeatedly nodded, expressing agreement: "Yeah, you're right, how do you feel now? Are you still impulsive?"

Of course there is still a little bit, but now that the enemy is in front of him, he can't admit it.

Xie Chen shook his head: "No more, don't be impulsive."

"That's good." Song Jiao patted his heart and calmed down.

Xie Chen also heaved a sigh of relief, anyway, what he said was not a lie, it was Song Jiao who understood "eating" as eating blood.

After Song Jiao calmed down, she thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be something wrong.

Before he opened his mouth to ask, Xie Chen handed over a piece of pear flower candy in time.

"Eat it quickly, it will be melted."

"Oh." Song Jiao took a bite of the pear flower candy.

After eating the sweets, Song Jiao suddenly remembered that he still had something to ask, and just about to speak, Xie Chen promptly handed a string of mutton skewers to his mouth.

"Hurry up, it's getting cold."

"Oh." Song Jiao continued to eat.

After repeating it three times, Song Jiao completely forgot what he just thought of.

Such a false lie, yet some people will believe it; such a clumsy idea, yet some people will be fooled.

Wen Zhi and Dahuanggou looked at each other, the helplessness of precocious children and the exhaustion of adults were fully revealed at this moment.

"Mamao, here we are."

"Oh." Song Jiao looked up, and sure enough, he had arrived at Chenxiang Street, and Shi Jietang was in front of him.

Song Jiao waved to the front: "Brother!"

Liu Yi, who was waiting outside the study, turned her head, saw him, and beckoned to him, telling him to come over quickly.

Xie Chen was a little sullen, why did another one come?

Song Jiao dragged the reluctant Xie Chen, and went to join Senior Brother Liu: "Senior Brother."

Wen Zhi also called out: "Senior Brother Liu."

Liu Yi was dressed in willow green clothes, her hair was tied with a headband of the same color, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, she nodded with a smile: "Come on, come in quickly."

Shi Jietang is the study opened by Mr. Liu, and Liu Yi usually takes care of it.

"I took a new batch of books from the south and left them for you..." Liu Yi's eyes fell on Xie Chen. He usually doesn't come to the study, so he only left two copies for Song Jiao and Wen Zhi. He paused, then changed his words, "Keep some."

"Thank you, brother."

Liu Yi led them to the backyard of the study.

Even with Song Junjun and Mr. Liu in charge, the books of Qi State are still not as good as those of Qing State, which has been accumulated for many years, so they often have to get books from the south.

Liu Yi divided the new books he brought this time into two copies.

Song Jiao turned her head and glanced at Xie Chen: "Do you want to watch it? I can watch it with you."

Xie Chen was about to shake his head, but after glancing at Wen Zhi, he nodded heavily: "I want to see it."

So throughout the whole day, Xie Chen sat beside Song Jiao, holding a book, with his eyes and head empty.

Reading is a bit difficult for him.

Only when Song Jiao was about to get angry, he would unleash his great potential and memorize the whole book.

Song Jiao stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Brother Shen?"

Xie Chen raised his head wearily: "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to go out and play?"

"Okay." Xie Chen quickly put down the book, and pulled Song Jiao to go out.

Song Jiao asked, "Zhi Duoxing..."

Xie Chen directly pulled him away: "Zhi Duoxing loves reading, don't disturb him."

Without raising his head, Wen Zhi said coldly, "I'm not going, you should come back early."

When Xie Chen pulled Song Jiao to open the door, it happened that Liu Yi was carrying a teacup and wanted to come in.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, he asked, "Are you going out?"

Song Jiao nodded: "Well, let's go for a walk."

"Okay, come back for lunch."

"it is good."

Liu Yi put the teacup in front of Wen Zhi, and sat down in front of him: "Why don't you hang out with them?"

"I will feel very uncomfortable if I don't read the new book right away." Wen Zhi never took his eyes off the scroll, groped for the teacup, and took a sip of the tea.

What Liu Yi wanted to say: "Hey..."

Wen Zhi put down the scroll and said sternly: "Brother Shen will affect Mao Mao's study, it won't work if it goes on like this, Mao Mao's main task is to study." He thought about it, raised his hand and pressed the corner of his lips: " Today's tea seems a bit bitter."

His fingertips were stained black.Liu Yi pushed the untouched teacup on the table forward, reminded in a low voice: "Wen Zhi, what you drink is ink."

Wen Zhi looked down at the inkstone beside him.

"..." How could this be?

He was beaten back to his original shape in a second, ignorant.

It wasn't until noon that Song Jiao and Xie Chen, who had been playing wildly outside all morning, returned to the study together.

Liu Yi patted the dust on Song Jiao's body, and said amusedly, "It's not five years old, and it's still rolling around, really."

Song Jiao touched the tip of his nose, a little embarrassed: "I'll wash my face first, and you guys eat first."

He went out to wash his face, and Liu Yi went down to pass the dishes. For a while, there were only Xie Chen and Wen Zhi left in the room.

Both of them looked bad.

Before Wen Zhi could speak, Xie Chen spoke first: "Zhi Duoxing, do you have a sweetheart?"