Mild brother control

The conflict between the two of them was finally resolved, and their speech and actions became normal.

"Pen."

Song Zhinan raised his chin to signal Xu Shuo to pick up the things he threw out, and saw his palm covered with bandages, like a shirt mended again and again in the 70s, and felt a little distressed, "Forget it, I'll do it."

The injured will not be called tonight.

Leaving his seat, Song Zhinan went to his seat and picked up his pen. He inadvertently caught a glimpse of a booklet under the chair.

A piece of mint green, sandwiched between the old red and the original wood color, looks like a macaron with a paradoxical color contrast, which is eye-catching.

"What's on it?" Song Zhinan raised his eyes and asked.

"What?" Xu Shuo bent down and took a look, "It's useless for me to review the books anyway, this chair always feels unstable when sitting on it, and it will be stable with a cushion."

Song Zhinan frowned, feeling that this was very similar to the one he lost last week, "Are you sure this is yours? Did you take it wrong?"

"How could it be possible to take it wrong? It can't be wrong. I remember I took it out of my schoolbag..." Xu Shuo tilted his stool legs while thinking about it, took out the book, shook the ashes, and opened the title page to look at it .

The closing action is quite quick, if it is my own, there will be a ghost.

Song Zhinan looked at him suspiciously, "Give it to me."

"This... I remember it was from my schoolbag—"

"give me!"

Being murdered, Xu Shuo honestly handed it to him.

Song Zhinan opened it, glanced at it, and then closed it heavily, "Xu Shuo, you have to be unhappy with me to be happy, right?"

Xu Shuo blinked and hid, "I really thought it was my own. If it was yours, how could I dare to use it as a stool leg? I'm not full."

Counting the number of pages that had been worn off by the stool legs, there were almost seven pages, and four of them were completely worn through. Song Zhinan was so angry that he took the book and threw it at Xu Shuo, "Take the A4 paper and break it." Copy those pages over again."

Xu Shuo caught it, knowing that he was wrong, and quickly apologized: "Okay, copy, and I will make a copy of the bad ones for you tomorrow."

"Let's write neatly."

It took more than half an hour to make a fuss, and Song Zhinan didn't do a few questions at all all night. Seeing the injury on Xu Shuo's hand, he had to leave the study early, go to the bathroom, and wash their school uniforms.

There is a washing machine at home, but the school uniform pants are black, and the color fades horribly. The muddy liquid that comes out is like ink mixed with water. It can be used to draw ink mountains and rivers, so most of the blue and white school uniform tops have to be washed by themselves.

Xu Shuo usually does this, and the two use guessing to determine "life and death". Since Song Zhinan has figured out Xu Shuo's boxing routines, it can be said that this matter has never happened to him, and he only has to eat and take a bath every day when he goes home. review.

Today Xu Shuo got hurt on his hand, so he had to do it by himself.

Quickly took out the bucket to collect water, put the clothes on and pour the laundry detergent, Song Zhinan rubbed a few.

Xu Shuo came in, stretched his arms and sat on the sink, "Did you turn on the hot water?"

Song Zhinan didn't even turn his head: "No."

Xu Shuo: "Put some hot water in. If the water temperature is too low, you will get chilblains."

Song Zhinan didn't move.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xu Shuo urged, "If you don't want to let it go, wash it quickly, just rub it casually. It's so cold and you don't sweat, so it's not dirty."

Song Zhinan hummed.

The phone vibrated, and someone sent a video invitation. Xu Shuo glanced at Li Bian.

Press your fingertips on the screen to connect.

"what?"

"What are you doing?" There was a black round head exposed over there, and he was lying on the bed and biting potato chips, "Haven't you taken a shower yet?"

"washed."

"Then why are you standing in the bathroom?" The other side looked puzzled, staring at the phone screen, "Is this a mirror behind you?"

"Look at Song Zhinan doing the laundry." Xu Shuo smiled, turned around and patted Song Zhinan, as if offering a treasure.

The person in the camera has a flat expression, no emotion can be seen.

"Yo, it's rare."

Xu Shuo laughed, "Okay, I'll show you for three seconds because you are my brother, it's the limit."

"Yo yo, I'm not curious, okay?"

"Are you posting a video for nothing?" Xu Shuo no longer quarreled with him, "I'll hang up if it's nothing serious."

"Yes, yes, don't hang up! Tomorrow, a distant cousin of mine will resolve some conflicts with a boy from the school next door. Let me support the situation. Will you go?"

"What am I going to do?" Xu Shuo answered absent-mindedly, staring at Song Zhinan from left to right, like a cat's eyes on a hypnotic toy.

"Let's go out and have fun, there's nothing serious about staying at school anyway."

"Let's talk about it later, I don't really want to go."

"Go, just stay with me. I'll call Han Yi, and the three of us will go together. If I really go alone, it will be too boring. They are all in the lower grades."

Xu Shuo thought about it, "We'll talk about it tomorrow, I have other things to do."

Seeing that it didn't make sense to him, Li Bian didn't want to entangle him in the video, "Okay, let's talk about it in person tomorrow."

After hanging up the video, Song Zhinan had finished washing his clothes. He turned around and stared at Xu Shuo with an unfriendly expression, "Don't go."

"Didn't I not agree?"

"You didn't refuse either." Song Zhinan hung his clothes on the hanger, "Grandma knew about the fight last semester, can you have a better memory?"

Xu Shuo knew he was wrong, "All right, all right, refuse now, I'll send him a message."

Song Zhinan stood aside, Xu Shuo showed him his phone after sending it off, "You said I'm in charge of you, don't you still take care of me?"

Song Zhinan glanced at him indifferently, without saying a word, walked out of the bathroom to dry clothes on the balcony.

The autumn wind is bleak, blowing the leaves of the camphor trees on the campus rustling, like half of the dry sand in a plastic box shaking, the sun has become the warmest existence in the whole early winter, and people are like standing in the hot air.

Mei Yi's students can leave the school at noon with a pass, and those without a pass can climb out of the wall with a magic height of one foot. Song Zhinan returned to the dormitory for a lunch break after eating, and Xu Shuo went to the stationery store outside the school to buy it while he still had time. A few sheets of A4 paper.

After buying and leaving the store, I saw Li Bian and Han Yi head-on. Since the three of them were not in the same class, they hadn't met each other all morning.

Li Bian was waving his hands all the way away, and said in a loud voice: "Xu Shuo, what's the matter? Didn't you agree to talk about it today, and you refused it tonight?"

"No." Xu Shuo helped the book under his arm. He borrowed it from the class monitor in the morning. Today he has to finish copying the damaged pages for Song Zhinan, and the time is tight.

"What did you take?" After one night, Han Yi's mood had recovered, and he pointed to the book on Xu Shuo's elbow and asked.

"Damaged Song Zhinan's book and copied it again."

Li Bian took out the book and flipped through it, "Just for this? Why don't you just give Song Xueba yours?"

"Throw it away, I don't know where it went."

"Give it to me, it's useless anyway."

Xu Shuo clicked on the book, "It's full of colorful notes, and yours also has notes on it?"

"That's not true, then you should copy it." Li Bian said awkwardly, "But do you have to finish copying it today? Come and have fun with us. If you say it's just to support the scene, it's just to join in the fun. You can take these and copy them. "

"I really don't want to go, I promised Song Zhinan."

Han Yi asked with a smile, "Song Zhinan is afraid that you will be hurt?"

Li Bian also laughed, and patted Xu Shuo, "How can we hurt Brother Shuo when I'm here? Go, go, you don't have to leave the school, it's just a few steps away from the mountain behind us."

Han Yi: "Take a look and come back."

Unable to resist the persuasion of the two, Xu Shuo's attitude softened, and he didn't need to do anything anyway, "If Song Zhinan—"

Li Bian took the conversation away, "If Song Zhinan finds out, you can just say that I forced you to go there, right? He won't hit me too, will he?"

Xu Shuo retorted: "Song Zhinan doesn't hit people."

"Enough is enough, don't play Song Zhinan all day, can you do it? You are a school bully anyway, and you know how to circle around Song Zhinan all day long." After finishing speaking, Li Bian complained to Han Yi about what happened last night, "Are you I don’t know, I sent him a video last night, he took a picture of Song Zhinan, and said he only let me watch it for three seconds, shit, I don’t want to watch it, okay, just keep it to yourself.”

"Get out!" Xu Shuo cursed with a smile, and jokingly threw Li Bian's shoulder.

Han Yi also laughed after hearing this, and looked at Xu Shuo.

The two stared at each other for several seconds.

When the three of them arrived at the back mountain, there were already many people around, all of them were unfamiliar faces, they seemed to be from the lower grades, Xu Shuo found a high platform and stopped, "You guys go, I won't get involved , just look here.”

It would be good if he could be pulled over, and Li Bian didn't force him to move forward, "Okay, Han Yi and I will go over there to have a look."

After the two passed by, Li Bian chatted with his distant cousin, who seemed quite familiar.

Xu Shuo sat outside the crowd and began to copy the knowledge points from the book for Song Zhinan. After reading it several times, he didn't know what to copy and what not to copy.

"Brother Shuo, what are you doing?"

After being quiet for less than 5 minutes, Xu Shuo turned his head and saw a one-inch boy approaching him, looking quite familiar.

I turned around in my mind, I don't know, I haven't seen this type of person in my impression.

"Hey, I'm not Mei Yi's. At that time, I missed the exam by dozens of points. It's a pity that I failed the exam."

He also looks weird when he talks.

Xu Shuo glanced at him, the difference was tens of points, which was quite a lot. I remember that my level in the third year of junior high school was more than ten points above Mei Yi's admission threshold, so it can be seen that Mei Yi's admission threshold was actually not high .

But I can't be too absolute. After all, I had the help of Song Zhinan, the top student in the city's high school entrance examination. Now that I think about it, I don't remember whether I worked hard in the third year of junior high school. Song Zhinan worked hard with all his strength. On the night after the exam, he had a fever of 39 degrees, but Xu Shuo was not frightened.

Now that he has been in high school for more than two years, his hard work has been for nothing. This is the conclusion Xu Shuo came to by transcribing the knowledge points from the book just now.

The boy continued to talk: "Where are you doing your homework?"

Xu Shuo: "Yes."

The boy said with emotion: "It's almost halfway through the third year of high school, and we really should work hard—"

Xu Shuo interrupted him: "I copied it for someone else."

"Ah?" The boy was surprised: "Who? Dare to instruct Brother Shuo to copy homework?"

Xu Shuo paused his pen, and answered reflexively, "Song Zhinan."

"Song Zhinan! I heard a friend of mine talk about him!" The boy yelled, as if he was going to complain to Xu Shuo if he had the opportunity, Xu Shuo who was on the side was startled, and almost lost his grip on the pen.

"Brother Shuo, are you in the same class as Song Zhinan?"

Xu Shuo was a little curious, wanting to know what he would continue to say, nodded and said, "At the same table."

This deskmate is not only for a short period of time, but for a long term. From the first semester of high school, Xu Shuo went to the class teacher and told him that he wanted to sit at the same desk with Song Zhinan. It doesn't matter if they are tutoring, not to mention that the two are brothers, so the teacher asked Song Zhinan for his opinion and agreed.

"Still at the same table? Then you have to be careful. I heard from a buddy of mine that this person is very fond of finding fault. He just takes care of himself because he is the school committee, and he doesn't show any sympathy. You say it is reasonable to talk about teachers and classmates. Which relationship is better? It must be a classmate, but he is completely from the teacher's side!"

"And then?" Xu Shuo put down his pen completely and listened to him.

"Then my buddy got annoyed, and kept trying to find a chance to vent the anger he had received before."

"Oh, that's right." Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows indifferently, and estimated in his heart how true the last sentence he said was. It stands to reason that since they are in the same class, it is impossible not to know the relationship between him and Song Zhinan , now that you know, how dare you vent your anger back?

Do you really treat Xu Shuo as a dead person?

"Xu Shuo! Let's go!" Li Bian and Han Yi walked over at some point. It seemed that the matter had been resolved, and the crowd not far away dispersed in twos and threes.

Many people kept looking at Xu Shuo when they passed by. Most of them knew that Mei Yi had such a character, but since they were not in the same grade, there was only a relationship between me knowing you and you not knowing me, so they were just interested look around.

It is inevitable to dare not strike up a conversation.

Xu Shuo stood up. He knew he shouldn't have come here, but he copied his homework in a different place. There was no desk here, and the handwriting was no different from that of a mad dog trampling with his feet. He would have to do it all over again when he went back.

"Song Zhinan!" Li Bian stared at the teaching building, and suddenly called out.

"Fuck off, you have to divide time and place when playing with people. Can you be a little technical?" Xu Shuo looked up at Li Bian with a look of boredom on his face. He couldn't believe it. Song Zhinan is taking a nap now, so why would he come here? Come.

Han Yi said: "It's Song Zhinan, the teaching building has already walked up."

"Are you sure?" Xu Shuo believed it a little bit, Han Yi didn't seem like a person who would play tricks.

"Sure, if you're still here in 30 seconds—"

"Go, I'll go right away." After Xu Shuo finished speaking, he wanted to go back to the dormitory by another way, took a step and then turned back, staring at the boy who hadn't left all this time, with disgust on his face: "By the way, your buddy What's your name?"

"Ah?" The boy pursed his lips nervously, obviously frightened by Xu Shuo's face and tone, and answered the wrong question: "Song Zhinan is...it's you..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Li Bian quickly replied, "It's his brother."