bad kid

Ruan Zhimu: "Where did you hear that?"

Yan Yue: "You just need to answer, yes or no."

A gust of cold wind blew, and Ruan Zhimu sneezed.

He realized that even if he wanted to evade the question, he was lying to himself. Since Yan Yue was able to ask and remembered Zhan Zihang's name clearly, he probably already guessed it.

He couldn't figure out how Yan Yue found out that he was hiding so carefully.

Ruan Zhimu: "You know all about it and still ask me what I do."

Yan Yue: "I want to confirm."

Ruan Zhimu hesitated for a moment: "Currently...well."

After all, they haven't officially broken up yet. Strictly speaking, Zhan Zihang is still his boyfriend.

Yan Yue grasped the words keenly: "At present?"

Ruan Zhimu found that Yan Yue was observing his expression carefully, and seemed to have noticed something strange.

He shrank his neck uncomfortably: "The question is over, let's go home."

Yan Yue didn't ask any more questions, and followed him into the subway station.

Ruan Zhimu didn't remember to ask Yan Yue until he got home: "Have you finished your homework?"

Yan Yue: "Yes. There is a monthly exam tomorrow, and there is very little homework the night before the monthly exam."

I didn't expect to have the second monthly exam so soon.

Counting the days, it is indeed almost the same.

Ruan Zhimu was a little worried, sighed, looked at Yan Yue, hesitant to speak.

Yan Yue smiled: "Afraid that I will be the last one in the exam again?"

He still has a smile on his face.

Ruan Zhimu: "Bai Chuan comes here every now and then to give you extra lessons. Your uncle is leading the graduation class this year, and he often finds time to ask me about the situation. Even if you don't think about yourself, think about them."

Yan Yue: "What about you?"

Ruan Zhimu: "?"

Yan Yue said softly: "Are you also worried about my grades?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Isn't this nonsense? I was bragging to your uncle at the beginning to make you change your face. Last time you were last in the exam, do you know how embarrassing it was when I called your uncle?"

Yan Yue: "How many exams do you need to make a facelift?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...30?"

After thinking about it, this ranking was too unreal for Yan Yue, so he changed his mind with a guilty conscience: "... 40 is fine."

Forty is the level of Yan Yue's usual homework, but if he can get 40 in the official monthly exam, it will already belong to the ancestral grave.

Yan Yue: "Yes, I see."

Thinking that tomorrow is the monthly exam, Ruan Zhimu was worried, but he also knew that this matter mainly depends on Yan Yue himself, and it was useless for him to say anything, so he shut up.

He sent Yan Yue to wash up and go to bed, and he flipped through the script he was going to host the mall performance in a few days, and went to take a bath by himself after Yan Yue finished washing.

After finishing everything, I lay down on the bed and felt exhausted.

Life is not easy, Xiao Ruan sighed.

The phone buzzed.

Ruan Zhimu lay paralyzed on the bed, clicked on WeChat, and was confused by the full screen of @他的红点.

He clearly remembered that he blocked Zhan Zihang's WeChat and mobile phone numbers before going out.

After clicking into a few WeChat groups, I found that Zhan Zihang was crazy @ him in each group, there was a class group for studying and communicating, and there was also a private chat group created by a group of friends who had a good time.

Just @ his account and don't speak.

Someone asked him, "What do you need to do with Brother Ruan?" Zhan Zihang replied, "Well, it's urgent."

Friends who didn't know about it also ran over to him and asked him, "Did you quarrel with Zihang?".

Ruan Zhimu took a deep breath.

Of course he could see what Zhan Zihang was thinking.

Zhan Zihang knows that he is cautious and low-key. Since dating, he has never taken the initiative to show affection in the circle of friends, and he will not come out publicly. Even the classmates who are acquainted with each other don't know that they are dating. They only think that they are close buddies. Son.

At first, Ruan Zhimu was a little guilty, not everyone could understand his way of doing things, he was worried that Zhan Zihang would think he was not honest enough.

But unexpectedly, Zhan Zihang accepted it tolerantly.

Zhan Zihang said, if you don't want to tell others, I will help you keep this secret.I like you, I don't need others to see.

Ruan Zhimu was quite moved at the time.

Looking back now, I can't help but feel a layer of doubts in my heart.

Can anyone really be so tolerant?

Is Zhan Zihang tolerant of his low-key, or he doesn't want to make it public, just going along with the flow?

Zhan Zihang dared to go crazy @ him in the group, probably because he can see that he has a thin skin and it is impossible to tear his face in front of outsiders.

A few minutes later, even the counselor saw the news in the group and came to ask him what was going on.

Ruan Zhimu had no choice but to drag Zhan Zihang out of the blacklist and approve his friend application.

Zhan Zihang immediately sent him a bunch of chat screenshots: [I know you are very angry now.These are screenshots of my usual chat with Zhen Ling, there is nothing out of bounds, if you still want to believe me, just click on it. 】

Zhan Zihang Lin Zongzong sent dozens of screenshots.

There is nothing inappropriate about discussing coursework, asking about deadlines for papers, and checking time for group activities.

Ruan Zhimu's doubts did not dispel.

Chat records are the most unreliable things, not to mention that they can be faked, even if the chat records are true, it may be that the unambiguous part was intentionally intercepted.

Zhan Zihang probably also knew that the evidence was not convincing enough, so he didn't force him to express his opinion.

He just said at the end: "The winter vacation is at the end of December. When I come back from the winter vacation, I will explain it to you. Wait for me."

Ruan Zhimu didn't reply.

He turned off his phone and fell asleep.

-

Having insomnia all night, Ruan Zhimu woke up the next day feeling dizzy.

He made breakfast for Yan Yue with the chicken nest on his head, thinking that he would have a monthly exam today, so he cooked two extra eggs for him and mixed them with soy sauce and vinegar.

When cutting bread slices, my thoughts wandered, and I didn't pay attention, and the tip of the knife cut my left index finger.

"hiss……!"

Yan Yue heard the sound and ran over, saw the bleeding index finger, immediately grabbed his hand, pressed it under the faucet for five seconds, then ran back to the room to get a band-aid.

When Ruan Zhimu came back to his senses, his fingers were neatly covered with Band-Aids.

"……thanks."

Yan Yue was still holding his wrist, looking at the band-aid, as if observing whether there was blood oozing.

Ruan Zhimu only felt that the back of his hand was pressed against the heat, and Yan Yue's thumb was pressing on his pulse.

Yan Yue's hand was completely bigger than his, and with a few fingers pinched, he could press his wrist firmly.

Ruan Zhimu was still in shock, he heard the sound of his pulse beating, thump, thump, thump, and suspected that the sound could reach Yan Yue's palm through the skin.

It's been a while since I held it.

Ruan Zhimu was a little uncomfortable, and after struggling a bit, Yan Yue let go.

Yan Yue: "You can hurt yourself by cutting a piece of bread, are you an idiot?"

Ruan Zhimu was weak: "You are not an idiot, then you have the ability to take the monthly exam today, don't come back from the last one."

Yan Yue: "Then if I don't get the bottom one in the exam, wouldn't it be according to your wishes?"

Ruan Zhimu waved his hand: "Eat breakfast quickly, and go to school after eating."

Ruan Zhimu didn't have any expectations. After all, Bai Chuan had only tutored Yan Yue for a month, and Yan Yue didn't seem to be studying hard.

The only hope is that Yan Yue will stop going crazy and send the report card to the employees of his father's company.

-

A few days later, the results of the monthly exam came out. To Ruan Zhimu's surprise, Yan Yue really didn't take the last place in the exam.

Not only was it not the bottom one, but it also took the No.30 exam seven times and entered the top forty.

Ruan Zhimu was very happy: "I'll buy whatever food you want to eat, and I will treat you well today."

Yan Yue: "Tomato sirloin."

Ruan Zhimu was a little hesitant. Beef is quite expensive now, 40 yuan a catty.

Yan Yue: "Or braised chicken with abalone and shrimp, squirrel mandarin fish, Buddha jumps over the wall, Wensi tofu, Liyunzi pipa shrimp."

Ruan Zhimu: "You fucking put it here for a state banquet."

Yan Yue looked innocent: "You let me order whatever you want."

Ruan Zhimu: "...forget it, tomato sirloin is tomato sirloin."

Ruan Zhimu went to the vegetable market to weigh a catty of beef brisket, humming a song on the way back, and saw a black Maybach parked downstairs from a distance, with smooth lines and extraordinary momentum.

Ruan Zhimu was a little surprised.

The Maybach is too incompatible with the old residential buildings around, and people can't help but wonder if the owner of the car has gone to the wrong neighborhood.

Like many ordinary boys, although Ruan Zhimu couldn't afford a Maybach, he still has a lot of research on various luxury car models from the magazine website.

He recognized that it was the most expensive 62s of Maybach, which sold for nearly 1000 million.

This fucking is 1000.

He can't earn this amount in his whole life without eating or drinking.

If you can't afford it, you can earn money by looking at it.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't help looking at it a few more times before going upstairs reluctantly.

When he entered the door, he saw that the carpet was a bit messy, and his first reaction was that Yan Yue had thrown his shoes in a mess again: "Yan Yue, get over here, how many times have you told me, put your shoes away..."

Then I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the living room.

It was a middle-aged man with a calm temperament, wearing a black suit. Hearing the movement at the door, he slightly tilted his head, did not stand up, and seemed to have no intention of saying hello.

Yan Yue stood opposite the middle-aged man, leaning his back against the wall, crossing his arms, with a cold expression on his face.

Ruan Zhimu was a little confused: "This is..."

The bathroom opened, and Yan Minghua came out wearing a plain white shirt and black trousers.

Ruan Zhimu said in surprise, "Teacher Yan!"

Long time no see, Yan Minghua had a few more gray hairs on his sideburns, probably because he was overworked with the graduating class.

Yan Minghua also laughed, and came over to give him a hug: "I received the school's report card, and rushed here because I was excited. I wanted to give you a surprise, so I didn't tell you in advance."

The man on the sofa stood up.

Yan Minghua introduced to him: "This is my brother and Yan Yue's father, Yan Zuncheng."

Yan Zuncheng nodded to him and stretched out his hand.

Knowing that this is Boss Yan, Ruan Zhimu quickly reached out to shake it: "Hello, hello."

Yan Zuncheng is only a few years older than Yan Minghua, but his temperament is completely different.

Yan Minghua is stern and stern, and he is very kind and friendly to acquaintances; while Yan Zuncheng is unsmiling, with a terrifying aura, he is tall, and when he looks down at people, he is born with the attitude of a superior.

Ruan Zhimu realized that the Maybach 62s downstairs should be Yan Zuncheng's car.

From the outside, it is impossible to tell that Yan Minghua and Yan Zuncheng are brothers.

Ruan Zhimu heard from Yan Minghua that the parents of the two brothers were just ordinary construction workers.

Yan Zuncheng started from scratch and became a real estate boss. At the beginning, he tried his best to invite Yan Minghua to work in his company, but Yan Minghua only liked teaching and was happy to be poor, so Yan Zuncheng stopped pushing.

Although the economic level of the two brothers is very different, there is no money involved, and the relationship is not bad.

Yan Zuncheng shook it briefly, then withdrew his hand.

There was a brief silence in the room.

The emotions of Yan Yue and Yan Zuncheng didn't seem to be right. Yan Minghua looked at his brother and then at his nephew, as if he wanted to persuade but did not dare.

Ruan Zhimu had another occupational disease.

Although I don't know what happened, but as a part-time master of ceremonies, one of the most important skills is to "never let any occasion stand cold for more than five seconds".

Ruan Zhimu: "It's just right, I'm planning to make some delicious food for Yan Yue today. Teacher Yan and Yan Yue's father will stay for dinner together."

Yan Minghua also hurriedly followed: "It's really good, what are you going to eat tonight?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Tomato sirloin, seaweed egg soup, and steamed pumpkin..."

After speaking, the voice became softer and softer.

These few home-cooked dishes are really not up to the level of "a big meal for a good reward".

Yan Minghua smoothed things over: "There are only two of you, and these dishes are about the same, otherwise it is not good to waste them. But today we are uninvited, and we are uninvited guests, haha, how about this, I will go out and buy some cooked food when I come back , let's build a big table."

Ruan Zhimu hurriedly stopped him: "How can I do that? I am the host and you are the guests. There is no reason to let the guests buy vegetables. Besides, you don't know what delis are nearby. I will go and I will go."

The two pushed hard.

Yan Yue said abruptly: "No need."

Ruan Zhimu: "?"

Yan Minghua gasped silently, as if he had a premonition of what Yan Yue was going to say.

Three seconds later, Ruan Zhimu knew why his teacher was facing an enemy.

Yan Yue looked at Yan Zuncheng, and said coldly: "I've finished reading the report card, I've had enough lectures, you can go."

Yan Zuncheng frowned slightly: "You have been here for two months, and you have learned this?... There is no dignity in the eyes, and the words are shameless!"

"That's not true, you are being humble," Yan Yue said, "I can grow into what I am today, mainly because of your example, and it can be changed by changing the environment."

"I thought you've improved a lot, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. Don't think that you have done a lot of great things because your grades have improved a little bit," Yan Zuncheng said contemptuously, "No. 30 in the class, a person like you, is in my class. The company can't even get into the interview."

"I don't know what misunderstanding you have, but I don't mind repeating it again," Yan Yue said lightly, "I'm not interested in a trash company where the boss takes care of trash subordinates and promotes trash all the way to the position of manager."

boom!

The brisket in Ruan Zhimu's hand frightened away.

He had been carrying it in his hand all the time, and he wanted to take it to the kitchen to dispose of it as soon as he got home. Unexpectedly, Yan Yue and his father had a direct quarrel, and the quarrel lasted for a long time. He didn't dare to move, his hands were numb. .

I didn't pay attention just now, and when I loosened my fingers, the red plastic bag hit the floor heavily.

The three of them looked at him together.

One has a sad face, and the other has a hideous face.

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Is it still too late to pretend to be a transparent person?

The author says:

Today is also the second update, hehehe

Good night everyone~