The landlord fools me every day

On that day, rumors about Yang Zekui spread, and everyone talked about him.

What's more, when some people saw that he was just indifferent and turned a deaf ear to other people's words, many arrogant people went directly to him to provoke him.

"Hehe," the visitor stood among the few people he brought, and stepped on Yang Zekui's table, "This is not—"

Before he could say anything, Yang Zekui, who was quietly reading with his head down, turned his head and said calmly, "Instructor, someone is joining the class."

"Which person is so bold?! Dare to run around under my nose?! I think I will be punished for running laps in the afternoon!" The instructors who were talking and laughing outside the classroom suddenly changed their expressions, and several people fled in fright.

Others who didn't see the good show were not lost.

In short, with Yang Zekui's appearance, the relationship between him and those people should only become bigger, and they will have a chance to meet again in the future.

Thinking about it, some people laughed lowly instead.

Zhang Zhushi looked at the astonishing showmanship at the table beside him, and couldn't help but praise him: "Haha, you are really awesome, brother Zekui."

After hearing this, Yang Zekui turned his eyes and glanced over from the end of his eyes, but he remained calm and didn't say anything.

"Yo hoo," Zhang Zhushi whistled carelessly, "Brother Zekui has become calmer or something, why don't you refute me now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yang Zekui snort coldly.

Immediately, the classroom burst into laughter.

It was too late when he realized something was wrong and turned his head tremblingly to look behind him.His dear instructor was condescendingly looking down at him, gritted his teeth and smiled with concern: "Are you having a good chat?"

Zhang Zhushi swallowed, and while accepting with difficulty that he would be kicked out, he did not forget to give Yang Zekui a middle finger behind his back: Bastard!

Outside, hiding under the small shadow in the corner of the wall, he suddenly saw a pair of white sneakers in front of his eyes.

Looking up, it was Yang Zekui.

He said angrily, "Yo, Young Master Yang Zekui was kicked out too? Or, Young Master, did you come to see my joke?"

Sniffing, he curled his lips.

Without answering, Yang Zekui knelt down, took out a tissue and gently wiped the sweat off Zhang Zhushi's forehead.

Zhang Zhushi was stunned: "Yang...Yang Zekui?"

His eyes were watery, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said bastard words that were very inconsistent with his appearance: "Hehe, I reported you for giving the middle finger to the instructor, and the instructor fined you for another half an hour. I just came out as an excuse to go to the toilet .”

After speaking, he got up and left, leaving behind Zhang Zhushi who was itching with anger.

Die Yang Zekui!Damn it, he also married him!

Wait for him if you have one!

One day, Zhang Zhushi will be on this little bastard, Yang Zekui, and get it back from him a million times over!

Staring at Yang Zekui as he went away, Zhang Zhu sandwiched these words uncomfortably and sent them to him with his thoughts.

Thinking about it, he kicked the pebble next to his foot angrily.

hateful!If the instructor was not still here now, he would definitely be able to roar it out handsomely!

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in front of Zhang Zhushi's eyes, and the instructor appeared in front of him.

"Looking at your appearance, is it because you are not convinced that I will punish you?" He asked.

Before he could explain it in the future, Zhang Zhushi only heard the instructor who had turned around leave him behind and at the same time said: "If you are not healthy, you will be punished in the shade of a tree or something without the sun. Then ask Yang Zekui to watch."

Zhang Zhushi said angrily, "I don't want him to watch!"

The instructor said: "No! I have the final say! That's the deal! Don't try to get away with being lazy!"

He still wanted to refute, but when he thought about something, Zhang Zhu let down his breath: "That's good." He said.

It is said that it is a punishment to stand, but in fact the instructor is not too harsh on a wounded person.

Seeing that Zhang Zhushi was punished for squatting and sitting under his nose, he didn't deliberately say anything, just turned a blind eye and it passed.

However, Yang Zekui, who was supervising him, was serious.

He frowned and looked at Zhang Zhu, who was leaning against the big tree, who was drowsy: "Get up."

When Zhang Zhushi heard the words, he raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Why, the instructors have tacitly allowed me, the wounded, to rest, and you still want to pretend to be a tiger?"

I don't know if he was blocked by Zhang Zhushi's words, Yang Zekui turned his head and ignored him.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhu, who squinted his eyes and leaned against it for a while, thought of something and seemed to be hesitant to speak: "Brother Zekui, do you know who came to trouble you in the classroom today?"

Before waiting for an answer, he continued on his own: "Tsk tsk, that's a famous big brother in this school. If you tie up with him, I'm afraid it won't be easy in the future."

Smiling twice, the conscientious Zhang Zhushi opened his eyes, not intending to scare Yang Zekui to such an extent, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but found that Yang Zekui was nowhere to be seen.

Clenching his fists tightly, Zhang Zhushi gritted his teeth angrily: "Damn Yang Zekui, you just wait to be blocked and beaten!"

As soon as the words fell, his head was hit by something.

Gritting his teeth, he saw that it was a piece of bread.

"You should still care about yourself." Hearing the sound, Yang Zekui threw a bottle of water at him.

Zhang Zhushi, who was prepared this time, reached out and caught it steadily.

After unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a sip, he complained dissatisfiedly: "Just water and bread? There's no such thing as iced Coke Sprite."

Yang Zekui stopped drinking water, and rolled his eyes: "It's better to dream less during the day, as dementia can easily get worse."

Even though Zhang Zhushi was fed and hydrated, Yang Zekui continued to sarcastically and privately ridicule him.

But with that bottle of water and a bag of bread, Zhang Zhushi, who has always attached great importance to friendship, did not go in the direction of revenge he had planned earlier, and quietly ate what was in his mouth without saying anything.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and Zhang Zhushi, who was scorched outside and tender inside by the September sun, woke up suddenly, "I'm so hot!"

Looking around, it was the freshmen who changed into camouflage uniforms and lined up one by one in a square formation.

Why?who I am?where am I?Zhang Zhushi was caught in the circle, and suddenly a voice stopped his messy thoughts.

"Enter the team." The cold voice rarely clashed with the heat, bringing a hint of coolness.Or maybe it was just because the shadow of that person blocked Zhang Zhushi's part/body.

The boy walked very fast, with big strides, and he didn't stay by Zhang Zhushi's side for long.Seeing Wen Jun's boy turn around again, Zhang Zhushi came back to his senses, "Here we come."

After entering the team, I realized that everyone except myself was wearing camouflage uniforms.As for why he was lying on the lawn, it was really worth exploring.

"Slow down!" The instructor's loud voice came into Zhang Zhushi's ears, "Stand at attention! Turn to the right—look at the same level!"

Tilting his head and moving small steps, his peripheral vision was filled with the profile of the boy just now.Uh, what's the matter with being a little familiar and panicked?

Oh no, this boy isn't wearing camouflage uniforms either!

"Those two students who didn't wear military training uniforms! Come out!"

"What's the matter? Are you two playing tricks on purpose for me to show?" The instructor said sternly, "Anyone who doesn't respect military training, get the hell out of here!"

Aha, isn't it?Where can we go when we are all in the playground?

"Good instructor." The listless Zhang Zhushi was jolted when he heard a voice from beside him.No way, brother, are you admitting that you don't respect military training and you're leaving?

Zhang Zhu was surprised, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that the boy had already started walking to the other side.I rely on!

"Good instructor!" Zhang Zhushi followed closely behind.

Although he is not familiar with this person, he still prefers someone to take care of the violation of the rules.

Leaning against the big tree, he silently said "If the enemy does not move, I will not move", but Zhang Zhushi was still shocked by the action of the person in front of him.

"I rely on big brother? You just bought a smartphone that is magnified fifty times to pick a concubine?!" Eh?Why is this line somewhat familiar?

"Dare to ask my eldest brother your last and last name during the next blessing?" How can you be so calm and blatantly play with your mobile phone at school?

The man slowly turned his phone slightly to the camera, "Wangui Yang, Yang Zekui."

Yang Zekui...

The memory in Zhang Zhushi's mind seemed to be stirred up by someone, constantly stirring up waves.

Damn, he remembered it all.

He remembered everything about being kicked out of the house by his father, wearing women's clothes to make money, and going to school.

Last night, he got together with a few boys in the same class and had a sneaky drink, and when he was drunk, he hugged the bottle and said, "Someone come and pick me up! Anyone is welcome, come and someone!"

In the double image, a pair of white shoes appeared in front of Zhang Zhushi.Looking up, she met a pair of indifferent eyes: "Have you been drinking?"

Zhang Zhushi, who was hanging on the man's body stupidly and playing drunk, vomited three or four times on the way back to bed, and insisted on going up and down the tree two or three times.

And the last and the most outrageous one, Zhang Zhushi just went straight to the door and chose to climb over the wall, crying and crying to live and die with this border, and become one.

Damn - what a shame!

Zhang Zhushi covered his face.

But why did Mao remember Yang Zekui's name when he heard it?Because he is too dragged, too anxious?

"Why didn't you talk anymore, you already remembered?" Yang Zekui raised his eyebrows indifferently.

Hearing the words, a clear scene flashed in Zhang Zhushi's mind, probably because he was too ashamed to force it to the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Zhushi, who tried his best to climb up the wall, looked at the streetlights with a dumbfounded look: "Look at the moon, it's so bright——"

"You pick me up and go home, I can cook and clean for you."

"By the way, who is that, what's your name?"

Yang Zekui's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Your father, Yang Zekui."

At this moment, Zhang Zhushi wished he could dig a hole and bury himself.Is this Nima a social death?It's fine to be crazy about drinking, but still have such a shameless scene...

"Ahaha, that, I don't seem to understand what you're talking about." Zhang Zhushi was quite good at pretending to be stupid.

He would not admit to this kind of inexplicable verbal advantage!

Yang Zekui shrugged: "Whatever you want. If you don't have a place to live, just don't think about me again."

cut!That's natural!Iron-boned, don't even look at who the old man is? !

——"Well, that's great. I was criticized and punished for a week."

Zhang Zhushi squeezed the penalty slip given by old Wu Gang in his hand, with a bright smile on his face, and his facial features were tightly squeezed together.

Yang Zekui next to him took advantage of his evening self-study to rest, while reading a book, he passed a piece of paper folded in half to him.

When it was opened, it was in his beautiful and powerful font: You are the only one who does not live on campus, warrior.

It's blatant sarcasm.

In an instant, Zhang Zhushi crumpled the paper into a ball of resentment, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Yang Zekui was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?!" Then he patted him on the back: "Spit it out!"

"I don't!" Zhang Zhushi's determination was unshakable.

"Spit it out!" Yang Zekui put more force into his hands, and even swears, "You fucking idiot! You can swallow such a big piece of paper if you want?! And it was written by my mother with a ballpoint pen! "

"I don't!" No matter how hard Yang Zekui tried to write him a note, Zhang Zhushi was still chewing on the thing in his mouth and determined those two words.