After being targeted by scheming green tea

Xiang Siye stood beside Jing Yuwen and followed Jing Yuwen's gaze. Both of them stood in place without speaking.

Liu Ping saw Jing Yuwen the first time she came out, and she stared at Jing Yuwen fiercely.

"You ungrateful bastard, what did you do?"

In the current scene, Jing Yuwen was not happy in his heart, on the contrary, he was a little shy, with a little feeling, he didn't answer, but asked instead: "Teacher, is it hard?"

The hostility in Liu Ping's eyes suddenly decreased a little, replaced by a little helplessness.

Jing Yuwen said again: "Does it mean that if the knife is not stuck in your body, you will never feel pain?"

Liu Ping swallowed, probably because Jing Yuwen poked the spot, she didn't say anything, just gave Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye a look, passed the two boys, and left.

Jing Yuwen turned around and watched Liu Ping's back gradually drifting away, with mixed feelings in his heart, and Xiang Siye's very soothing voice was beside his ears.

"It's still early, should we go to the cafeteria or go home?"

Jing Yuwen didn't tell Su Yan that he couldn't go home this morning. He was afraid that Su Yan would be worried, so he raised his head and looked at Xiang Siye: "I'm going home, how about you?"

Xiang Siye said softly, "I'll go home too."

Jing Yuwen nodded, just in front of a bus coming, he said: "Then I'll go first."

Xiang Siye smiled: "See you in the afternoon."

In a neat and clean kitchen restaurant, the boy opened the door of the refrigerator, and there were two cups of milk tea on the second compartment, one was drunk, the other was unopened, and there was a blue jar next to it Coke.

The boy looked at these things, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then raised his hand and took out two bottles of mineral water from the other floor.

The boy put one of the bottles of water in front of the man who was eating noodles: "Why is it noodles again?"

The man unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip: "Eat whatever you want, save your stomach and go to the world of two at night, oh yes, I won't be coming back tonight."

The boy took a mouthful of noodles, swallowed it, and stared at a spot on the table: "Is it the seventh anniversary? Isn't it tired?"

The man smiled: "You'll know in the future, it's been so hard to catch up, how can you get tired of it?"

The boy chuckled: "Didn't he chase you?"

The man didn't feel embarrassed, and said frankly: "I'm kidding, such a cute person, how could I be willing to let him chase me."

The boy smiled, he glanced at the phone, the battery was 20.00%.

"Brother, do you have a power bank?"

After eating the last mouthful of noodles, the man took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth gently: "Yes, I'll get it for you."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went to the bedroom to take out a charging treasure. There was a data cable on the charging treasure. Charge."

boy:......

The boy held his forehead: "Brother, why don't you go to the psychiatrist?"

The man cleared his throat, put the charging treasure in front of the boy, sat down and said, "Why do you always bring your mobile phone to school?"

The boy looked at the phone and chuckled: "Chat. Is Mom coming back?"

The man said: "Thursday's air ticket, you should be careful."

"understood."

This noon, Jing Yuwen fell into a drowsy sleep. When he arrived at school, the class bell had already rang for a few minutes. He habitually ran to the side stairs of the teaching building to go upstairs. Before he stepped in, he heard Li Changsheng's scolding voice .

A few students stood upright against the wall, and Li Changsheng walked up and down in front of them: "This is the third year of high school, why do you still have no sense of time?"

Several classmates hung their heads and did not speak.Li Changsheng stretched out his hands in front of him, the back of his right hand patted the palm of his left hand, and said earnestly, "Who am I doing this for? I can't be responsible for you, you are not responsible for yourself..."

Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief, luckily Gou Sheng didn't see him, otherwise he would be scolded, he wanted to turn lightly to another staircase, but he didn't know who dropped the bag of potato chips on the way, and the surroundings fell silent Needles could be heard, he accidentally stepped on it, and the sound directly reached Gousheng's ears.

It's over, run!

Gousheng ran out and shouted, "Who? What class are you in?"

Jing Yuwen knew that Gou Sheng couldn't catch up with him, so he didn't respond. He thought Gou Sheng was not a fool, he must know that he was going upstairs, and he might be guarding at the stairs at this time, but fortunately he didn't bring his schoolbag at noon Go back, just go to the toilet and wash your face, pretending that you just came down from the stairs.

He went to the toilet to flush his face, and when he returned to the teaching building, Gou Sheng was lingering in the hall.

Gou Sheng saw him and rushed forward: "I'm late, I'll punish you with a [-]-word self-criticism, and I'll punish you to stand for a class!"

Jing Yuwen pretended not to understand: "Director, what are you talking about? I'm too sleepy, come down and wash my face."

But he can't lie, his acting skills are so bad, Gou Sheng can see through it at a glance.

"Wash your face, right? Come on, follow me up to your teacher and ask."

Jing Yuwen: ...

With Gou Sheng's words, Jing Yuwen directly broke his guard, and he smiled flatteringly: "Oh, Director, don't delay our class's class time."

"It's useless, I have to figure it out," Gousheng looked up, saw a person coming down, and said, "It's just right, Mr. Wen, the students in your class are late, and they lied to me."

Jing Yuwen turned his head, Wen Qin was going downstairs, today he was different from usual, he had his hairstyle done, he was wearing a formal white shirt, the three buttons on the neckline were open, the clear collarbone was looming, and his lower body was a black suit The trousers, the slim waist is more obvious, and the whole person looks a lot more mature.

Jing Yuwen was in a panic, it was over this time.

"I said, why haven't you gone up yet?" Wen Qin smiled at Jing Yuwen, and said naturally, "It turned out that Director Li detained you."

Jing Yuwen nodded blankly. Is the head teacher lying for him?

Li Changsheng didn't seem to believe it: "Where did he go?"

Wen Qin raised his hand to push his glasses, and looked at Li Changsheng seriously: "He said just now that he was too sleepy, so he went out to wash his face, and I let him go."

Li Changsheng was puzzled: "Then who was the one who ran away late that I saw just now?"

"Maybe it's a kid from another grade," Wen Qin said, looking at Jing Yuwen, and then said, "Is it Jing Yuwen?"

Jing Yuwen still thought this scene was unbelievable, and when asked by Wen Qin, he nodded vigorously.

Li Changsheng was thoughtful, Wen Qin patted Jing Yuwen's shoulder: "Okay, go up quickly, don't finish the paper."

"it is good!"

Jing Yuwen nodded and ran frantically to the fifth floor.

Wen Qin looked at Li Changsheng again, and said, "Director, my newly bought papers have arrived, and I want to make them for them right away, so I won't waste your time."

After speaking, he walked out of the teaching building.

Jing Yuwen climbed up to the fifth floor with a heavy breath. He walked into the class. Yu Xian looked up at him and asked, "Master Jing, have you been caught by Gou Sheng?"

Jing Yuwen recalled the scene just now, and said a little dullly: "I caught it, but I didn't catch it completely."

Yu Xian: "Huh?"

"I'll talk about it when I have time, I'm going back."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen sat back in his seat, with a set of Chinese papers neatly placed on the table, and Xiang Siye asked while writing the questions, "Are you up late?"

Jing Yuwen nodded while flipping through the questions on the paper: "Yeah."

He felt a little hot, and looked back, the air conditioner was off, and he was about to turn it on, when Xiang Siye spoke again.

"Li Changsheng said that the air conditioner will not be turned on from today on."

Jing Yuwen groaned secretly in his heart and refused to turn on the air conditioner. What kind of hell is this?

He sat back again: "It's still hot now."

Xiang Siye reached into the belly of the table, took out a fan in the shape of a pink piglet, and placed it on Jing Yuwen's table: "Fan, it will cool you down."

Jing Yuwen picked up the fan and looked at it. He could only rely on it in the future. He was a little desperate, but then he thought that this piggy fan belonged to Xiang Siye, and suddenly felt a little interesting again.

"Xianggou, you are flirtatious, you actually like pink."

Xiang Siye put down his pen and stared at the fan for a few seconds: "It's not me who made a fuss, it's the Chinese teacher, this is his."

Jing Yuwen was puzzled: "He gave it? Why did he give it?"

Xiang Siye said frankly: "I asked him for it."

Jing Yuwen always felt that there must be some special connection between Xiang Siye and Wen Qin, otherwise why would Wen Qin spoil him so much?

Jing Yuwen took a small fan and fanned it: "What's your relationship with the head teacher?"

Xiang Siye paused for a few seconds: "He and my brother, yes, um, have a very good relationship."

"Tsk, I knew it."

He knew that the relationship between Wen Qin and Xiang Siye was not simple.

It was still a bit stuffy in the afternoon, Jing Yuwen didn't sleep comfortably during his nap, and now he was sleepy again, he forced himself to write a few multiple-choice questions, and finally fell asleep facing the wall.

Wen Qin came back soon. He was sitting in front of the desk, and he was reading the questions seriously. All he could hear was the rubbing sound of the pen tip against the test paper.

Jing Yuwen's head was sweating profusely from sleep, he dazedly raised his hand to wipe the sweat, subconsciously felt that the sun outside was too hot, so he turned his head and continued to sleep.

Xiang Siye turned his head slightly, looked at Jing Yuwen's flushed cheeks, smiled slightly, picked up the piggy fan on his desk, fanned him gently with his left hand, and wrote the questions with his right.

Jing Yuwen slept comfortably for a class, and when he woke up, it was already the end of class, he stretched lazily, and said in a scattered voice, "Xianggou, did I sleep for a class?"

Xiang Siye nodded: "Yes, so are you ready to listen to him speak Chinese test papers in the next class?"

There will be Chinese in the next class. Wen Qin said in the class that the papers are written in the first class and the topics are given in the second class.

"Oh."

Zhou Hong turned his head, raised his eyebrows and asked Xiang Siye: "Xiangshen, are your hands tired?"

Jing Yuwen was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Siye raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhou Hong: "Get lost."

Jing Yuwen rubbed his chin, and he understood that it was Da Zhou who fell ill again. With some grief in his eyes, he blinked towards Siye, which meant "please choose to forgive Da Zhou".

Xiang Siye smiled and nodded as if he understood.

Jing Yuwen raised his hand and patted Zhou Hong's shoulder, saying earnestly: "Da Zhou, it's still the same sentence, study hard and serve the motherland."

After speaking, he silently read the Chinese test paper.

Zhou Hong: ...

In the evening, when Jing Yuwen came home, when he was squatting at the door to change his shoes, a shadow suddenly appeared beside him, it was Su Yan. matter, so he stood up confidently.

Unexpectedly, Su Yan had a smile on her face: "I'm back."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "Ah, let's eat, Mom."

"Not urgent."

Before Jing Yuwen put down his schoolbag, Su Yan took her to the sofa in the living room with her arms around her.

"Xiao Wen," Su Yan poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and said, "Mom has something to discuss with you."

Jing Yuwen took a sip of water and put down the glass: "Speak, Mom."

Su Yan took a deep breath: "Do you still remember Brother Su Ting?"

"remember."

Su Ting is the grandson of Su Yan's second uncle's family. He came to work in Beicheng a few years ago, but was fired twice by the company and couldn't find a place to live. He had to come to their house to squeeze in with Jing Yuwen for a while. Jing Yuwen still remembers this .

Jing Yuwen asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Yan seemed a little embarrassed: "Your brother Su Ting's company laid off employees. Before he found a new job, the staff dormitory can't live in. I want to let him live in our house..."

Jing Yuwen's general impression of Su Ting is that he is obedient and does not seek to make progress. He thinks that people should make progress, and everything must be achieved by their own efforts, instead of blindly begging others for help.

Jing Yuwen frowned, and slumped back: "What are you doing, Mom, why was he fired again?"

Su Yan just smiled and raised her hand to run along the hair on Yu Wen's forehead: "You are now in the third year of high school, it's more convenient to live on campus, so let's make room for Su to stop."

Jing Yuwen pushed Su Yan's hand away. He had never lived in school since he was a child, and he would have an inexplicable resistance to unknown things, so he was even more unwilling to give in, and his voice was unconsciously raised a few times when he spoke. Du: "He is willing to degenerate himself, why should he drag me to his back? It's not fair!"

After finishing speaking, he ran to the bedroom angrily, and Su Yan called him behind him: "Xiaowen!"

Jing Yuwen opened the door of the bedroom, only to find that Su Ting was already inside. He was sitting in front of Jing Yuwen's desk. He was a fat and strong man, but he didn't dare to look up at Jing Yuwen. The fire was suppressed for a while and couldn't come out.

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The author has something to say:

Jing Yuwen said, "Is it a knife...it won't hurt."

This is from a song, if you are interested in Jiang Yunsheng's "28.7", you can listen to it, hehehe~