please let go

He Chuan put the paper on the table, drooped his head, and could only keep silent when scolded by the teacher.

Seeing that deflated look, Jiang Chen felt secretly refreshed.

He was smiling gloatingly when He Chuan happened to look up...

The man's hair was so long that he didn't even know if he was looking at himself.

Maybe I can't see myself laughing at him...

Jiang Chen touched the bridge of his nose to hide his embarrassment, and turned around.

After math class, school is over.

After correcting the last math problem, Jiang Chen walked out of the classroom with his student card. His home was close, so he didn't choose to stay.

Before he could walk, he was hit on the back of the shoulder.

The force was quite strong, Jiang Chen covered the painful part, turned around and the first thing that came into view was the half of the face, and then he was attracted by the long hair.

This hairstyle is so recognizable.

"You don't have eyes?" Jiang Chen knew that He Chuan was deliberately finding fault when he bumped into himself in such a wide corridor.

"Ah, the hair is too long, I didn't see that there was another person here." He Chuan pretended to be surprised.

Fuck you didn't see it.

Jiang Chen smiled, "Student, do you need me to cut it for you?"

"Okay," He Chuan replied with a more friendly smile, "I'll call the police after you finish cutting." After he finished speaking, he walked straight to the stairs.

Too lazy to bother with psychosis, the time to eat is not long, there is no need to waste it on this person, Jiang Chen followed downstairs.

That person's grades are not good, but he is good at cooking.Only a few steps later, He Chuan was gone.

"Did you see it?"

"I do not have!"

The girl with short hair in the front is chatting with her friend.

"It feels so handsome! Although the hair is a bit long..." The short-haired girl walked downstairs, still looking down.

"Who knows whether the eyes under the bangs are swollen or squinted, or the forehead is full of acne."

"Look at that jawline, no matter how bad it is, it won't be there, right?" The short-haired girl shook her friend's arm, trying to get approval.

Jiang Chen guessed that they were talking about He Chuan.

"Who knows? If he was really handsome, his eyes would have been exposed?" The girl glanced back inadvertently, happened to meet Jiang Chen's eyes, and whispered, "Look at the one in the back".

The short-haired girl pretended to turn her head back naturally, then turned back again, and nodded frantically, her short hair shaking exaggeratedly with the frequency of nodding.

"Okay, okay!" The short-haired girl's friends expressed excitement in their voices.

"Keep your voice down." The short-haired girl was afraid that Jiang Chen would hear it, so she pressed her voice to persuade her friend to calm down.

"It's okay, I don't know what we are talking about."

"Why haven't you seen it before?"

"A liberal arts class, right? The floor is too high, so you can't usually touch it."

Jiang Chen: "..."

He really wanted to tell the two people in front that he was not deaf, so he heard the chattering of the two girls and left the teaching building, and walked right towards the back door of the school.

Just before stepping out of the school gate, he saw a familiar figure again.

The blue and white school uniforms appeared in the green bushes again, and the colliding color blocks were particularly eye-catching.

He Chuan, with hair like a chicken coop, was holding onto the pole of the fence, stepped on the stone ladder with one foot, and inserted the other foot into the gap of the fence, ready to climb up.

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze, swiped his card calmly, pointed to He Chuan's position, and said to the fat security guard standing at the door of the security room, "Uncle Security, someone over there climbed the wall."

The kind security guard looked in the direction of Jiang Chen's finger, immediately his face fell down, and he yelled loudly: "Hey! That one who climbed over the wall! Which class? Come down!" He ran towards there while yelling.

He Chuan looked this way when he heard the sound, and immediately jumped off the fence and fled.

No matter how much the fat security guard shook the fat on his body, he certainly couldn't catch up with the vigorously paced young man. Anyway, he didn't get out, so he had to give up the pursuit and stop.

He was not caught, Jiang Chen felt a little regretful, "Tsk, it's a pity, he ran away." He stepped out of the school gate and went home for dinner.

"Mom, I'm back." After entering the door, he opened the shoe cabinet at the entrance and changed into a pair of slippers.

Tang Miao poked her head out from the kitchen and said happily, "Chenchen is back! I'll make the soup right away!"

"Well, okay, there's no rush." ​​After Jiang Chen went into the kitchen and washed his hands, he picked up the dishes on the stove and said, "Mom, I'll take the dishes out first." Just as the dishes and chopsticks were set, the door opened , glanced at the man standing at the door and continued into the kitchen.

Tang Miao poked her head out again, and said with a smile on her face, "My husband is back! The soup is just ready." She retracted her head again, saw Jiang Chen serving the soup bowl, and immediately said, "Be careful!"

It's normal to worry about your children, but my mother is afraid that she will bump into her. This woman is always surprised.Jiang Chen put the soup bowl firmly on the table, a little helpless: "I'm seventeen this year, so I'm not so clumsy!"

"What's wrong with Seventeen, you 87 are still my son!" Tang Miao turned off the kitchen light and came out.

"Yes yes yes, I'll serve you soup at 87, and I'll still call you mom." Jiang Chen put a piece of meat in her bowl.

Tang Miao was still smiling, but now she frowned and said, "I was still alive when you were seventy or eighty, so forget about how old and ugly I am."

"A son doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a dog doesn't think his family is poor." Jiang Chen stuffed a few bamboo shoots into his mouth.

"Bah! Who's ugly?" Tang Miao lightly slapped Jiang Chen on the shoulder, and picked some pieces of braised pork ribs for him.

Jiang Chen gnawed on the ribs and said, "I'm ugly, I'm ugly."

"My son isn't ugly, he's quite handsome." Tang Miao glanced at her husband again, and said with satisfaction, "I have the same eyes as me, peach eyes are pretty, and the bridge of the nose is like your father's, and it's quite tall."

Jiang Chen let out an "um" and continued to bury his head in his meal.

Tang Miao gave Jiang Yiming another piece of vegetables, "Jiang is very busy! Although I got off work early today, it's been hard work!"

Every time Tang Miao chattered about the family affairs, the dinner table became more humane.If there were only Jiang Chen and Jiang Yiming, then the whole process would only be the sound of moving chopsticks.

After Jiang Chen finished his meal, he looked at the clock on the wall and said, "Mom, I'm back to school."

"Hey, good. Be careful on the road!"

"Understood." Jiang Chen closed the door after responding, and stood quietly outside the door for a while.

He and Jiang Yiming don't get along like father and son, and it's hard to say why.

Anyway, it seems that the title of dad has never been called out.

Jiang Yiming didn't treat him badly, but he always felt that there was an invisible wall there.It stands to reason that Jiang Yiming should feel angry or sad when his son doesn't want to see his father, but maybe because he is too kind, he didn't say anything or do anything.

Jiang Chen sighed, walked towards the elevator, and was about to go back to school, when he just crossed the road, he ran into He Chuan again.People who hadn't seen each other all day before gym class, bumped into them four times today.

It's really a narrow road for enemies.

He Chuan passed by him with a gloomy expression, "Mind your own business."

Jiang Chen knowingly asked, "What?"

After a contemptuous sneer, "I don't know which dog reported me for climbing | the wall."

Jiang Chen was not angry when he was scolded as a dog, but he felt happy when he saw He Chuan's unhappy face, "Can you see it this time?"

"I thought it was a human so I couldn't see clearly, but I found out it was a dog so I could see clearly." He Chuan left quickly after leaving this sentence.

Jiang Chen is very meddlesome, but he rarely does things like suing to destroy relationships. After all, it is not beneficial and affects the harmony of classmates, but this time he wants to be a bad person.

Looking at the person in front, isn't this still turned out?

The two returned to the classroom one after the other.

Before class started, the classroom was full of people, as noisy as a vegetable market. Some people were eating takeaways smuggled in from outside the school, and the air smelled of hot and sour noodles, Cao's duck neck, pancakes and other foods.The classmates who had eaten stood or sat discussing the gossip and jokes of Internet celebrities, and there were also a few academic bullies who stayed out of the matter and concentrated on studying the questions.

Shen Chong was still sucking hot and sour noodles.

Jiang Chen: "Shen Chong, you are quite bold. Brother Qiang's evening self-study today, you still dare to eat something so delicious."

Brother Qiang is the language teacher and head teacher of Jiang Chen's class. He is ruthless. It is said that when he was in another class's Chinese class, he caught a girl playing with her mobile phone and grabbed the phone and threw it in the sink.

Shen Chong didn't care, and sucked the hot and sour powder into his mouth, "What are you afraid of? There are so many people!"

"That's right," Jiang Chen nodded, "There are so many people accompanying you to be punished."

"I can't help it, the school food is too bad!" Shen Chong looked disgusted, and then picked up the plastic bowl and blew it, blowing away the fat floating on the surface, and took a big gulp.

"Is it that bad?" Jiang Chen joked, "Try it another day."

"Brother Qiang is here! Brother Qiang is here!" The squad leader rushed in.

"It's not class yet!" Someone complained.

The students in the class began to panic like deserters who had been defeated. Those who should return to their seats hurried back to their desks and chairs, and those who should pack up hurriedly covered the food. Only Xueba casually flipped through the next page of the exercise book and continued Do questions.

Shen Chong also hastily tidied up his table, before the lid could be closed, and the drawers were full of books, so he had no choice but to put the bowls and chopsticks at his feet.

Brother Qiang put his hands behind his back and walked into the classroom with his horoscope, his brows immediately frowned.

This smell - if a blind person enters this classroom, he will think he is in a restaurant.

The guilty students didn't dare to show their anger. In order to alleviate the embarrassment, they casually grabbed the books on the table and pretended to read them carefully. The classroom was so quiet that only the frequent sound of flipping books could be heard.

The middle-aged man walked around the classroom without saying a word, and stopped by Jiang Chen's desk.Jiang Chen obviously didn't do anything, so he became nervous.

The bell for class rang, more like an alarm bell announcing "death".

Brother Qiang took another step forward, stopped at Shen Chong's place, and began to scold: "This classroom! There is no atmosphere for learning at all! It smells like the junk food you eat!" He knocked on Shen Chong again table, "You, come out."

Jiang Chen turned to look at the back table.

Shen Chong had a look of disbelief, and was so wronged that he was about to cry in the next second, "Teacher, I didn't eat."

Brother Qiang glanced at him, and said with a slanted face, "Next time, wipe off the oil on your table before lying."

Due to Brother Qiang's majesty, everyone kept holding back their laughter, but there were always a few people who couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Shen Chong bowed his head and obediently left the classroom door.

Brother Qiang shouted to the corner of the classroom again: "He Chuan, come out too."

He Chuan, who was lying on the table, also walked out casually.

What did this man do? He didn't eat in the classroom either?