just want to tease you

The lunch break was only two hours, and An Bai took Luan Xing to familiarize himself with the entertainment places near the school and said that he would go back to school.Luan Xing, who really wanted to buy a book, was a little embarrassed to speak for a while.Forget it, learning materials or something, even if you ask An Bai, he definitely doesn't know which one is better.

After clarifying the current situation in the class, Luan Xing took advantage of An Bai's sleep time in class to take notes in the familiar F mandarin in the afternoon. He couldn't understand the writing on the blackboard, so he listened to the teacher. Memorized several pages.An Bai didn't know the words in his notebook, and Luan Xing remembered them quickly, and the writing was very scribbled, so he thought Luan Xing was writing ghost characters on the notebook.

All in all, the first day of school is basically very peaceful except for the small episode in the morning. In An Bai's words, the days of the international class are really very messy.

It was almost ten o'clock when we got home, Luan Xing shut himself up in the bedroom after supper and began to harass Qin Yan.

This time he did not use speech to text. Since he wants to start again in China, text must be a mountain that must be crossed.He directly used the handwriting input method and sent messages slowly.

Luan Xing: Zuo Qianma (*^▽^*)

Qin Yan was leaning on the bed and playing a game when the news of the little bastard suddenly popped up, causing him to slip his hand. The hero who was coquettishly walking was beaten to death by several crowds.

"What a bastard!" Qin Yan switched to WeChat, and saw the unknown message from Luan Xing, which made him even more sure that the other party was playing tricks on him.Fortunately, he still felt that Luan Xing was like a little angel for a moment at noon.

He ignored Luan Xing's news, and continued to push the tower after his hero was resurrected.

Luan Xing is now not cautious about Qin Yan, sending another one without replying.

Luan Xing: Left or right, why not return?

Just as he was fighting vigorously, the news popped up again, and in the time it slipped away, Qin Yan's hero was attacked by several people again.It seems that if I don't go back, I won't be able to play games at all today.

The news this time is still similar to the previous one.He was too lazy to type, so he typed directly: "What the hell are you doing?" The game was interrupted twice, and the message from Luan Xing was unclear, so Qin Yan unconsciously became angry when he spoke.

"Just wanted to ask what you're doing..."

"Does what I do have anything to do with you? Luan Xing, I don't know what kind of tricks you are playing, but I told you that I don't want to play games with little kids like you who are spoiled too much by your parents." Qin Yan raised his forehead The hair in front of him said indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you are the girl in today's photo, are you masochists if you are rejected or stalked? Do you think you can be superior to others by playing tricks on others? Do you know that you are in front of others? How boring and mentally retarded is here?"

Luan Xing pursed his lips, and his eyes were a little hot. He also knew that what he did was not liked by others, and he also knew that this kind of behavior was boring, but when the big people said it, it was like taking off his clothes and standing on the stage. Shame and pathetic.

He hung up the voice call without saying a word, put the phone aside, lay on the bed for a while, picked up the phone again, clicked on Qin Yan's profile picture, and deleted the friend directly.

It's not to hold grudges, nor is it to become angry from embarrassment, it's just that he really shouldn't bother the other party anymore.

It's not his fault that Qin Yan doesn't like himself. There's no need to vent his dissatisfaction after rejection on others. In this case, it's no different from Yan Suyao.

The next day, Luan Xing finished his meal at home leisurely, rode his bicycle unsteadily to school, kept his eyes on Qingnian Road as he passed by, and stopped looking for anyone.

"Isn't that Luan Xing? He passed by without saying hello." Cao Run glanced at his watch and said strangely, "It's not too late."

"What does a young master from a rich family have to talk about with our low-level traffic police?" Qin Yan had expected this scene since he was deleted as a friend yesterday. After all, what he said yesterday was really ruthless. On the way back, Luan Xing should not be idle and come to provoke him again.

Cao Run sighed and said, "It doesn't matter if you are rich. Like Luan Xing, it's better to live in an ordinary home, and you don't need to be bothered."

Qin Yan's footsteps paused, and his legs that were about to cross the road were retracted. He turned his head and asked, "What's wrong with both ends?"

The last time I heard Luan Xing talk about his family, Cao Run, I wanted to complain, but in front of his son, as a people's policeman, it was difficult for me to speak up. Satisfying his desire to confide, he didn't try to be tricky, and said directly: "Even if the parents divorced and reorganized their families, the children caught in the middle are not pleasing to both sides. Luan Xing said it lightly at the time, but the difficulties in it are only the children. I know."

"real or fake?"

"Why do people make up this story to deceive people if they have nothing to do?" If Luan Xing was still that little dandy running rampant on the road, Cao Run would definitely think that the problem still exists if parents don't like their children, but now, after knowing each other for so long, After recognizing the essence of the phenomenon, Cao Run couldn't help defending his shortcomings, "It's not surprising that anything happens to such a family, let alone just divorced and remarried. It's just that the poor child, who went to school in country F before, and when he becomes an adult, will let him go without hesitation. He returned to China during the critical period of his third year of high school."

Qin Yan chuckled and said, "If you have time to sympathize with him, you might as well sympathize with yourself. Have you saved enough for the down payment?"

"I'm heartbroken! Let me catch two more people who parked indiscriminately!"

Qin Yan looked at his back, and the smile in his eyes faded. He turned around and looked in the direction of No. [-] Middle School. There were ripples in his heart. In the end, he just shook his head and said to himself: "The little bastard How can there be a word of truth, with his character, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he will suffer."

Luan Xing seems to have really let go of Qin Yan. During class, he honestly wrote "ghost drawing symbols" in the draft book, and occasionally passed notes to An Bai, intending to learn Chinese characters while using them.It was also the first time An Bai saw a high school student with such poor Chinese characters. He suddenly had the feeling of turning over into a serf and singing. He did not know where to find a pair of rimless glasses, and he enthusiastically became Luan Xing's teacher. Even the usual notes are clearly written stroke by stroke.This allowed Luan Xing's writing level to rise steadily.

However, before Luan Xing could be happy, the class teacher brought a bad news on Friday—the weekly exam.

"Isn't it a monthly exam?" Luan Xing asked brokenly.

An Bai had heard about hell in the third year of high school. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, you'll be at the bottom of the exam anyway. Don't panic."

Luan Xing laughed dryly, feeling that nothing could get better.I thought I had a month to get familiar with Chinese characters, but I never expected that the battlefield would come so fast. After the results came out, I am afraid that there will be a period of time when my ears can't stop.