A Certain Someone

Chapter 22: Ding old man

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The world of middle school is very simple, as long as a certain item is a little more prominent, it can become a famous person in the school. Of course, good grades can be good, and good faces can also be good. Jiang Tian happens to account for both, and his name becomes very magical.

From the time the boy who gave the book finished saying that, until the exam officially started, the people around were in a state of curiosity and dare not talk much, like a mosquito with its wings pinched, can only move its mouth, but can't make a sound .

Sheng Wang thought it was a little funny.

I think I was quite popular back then, at least no idiot would say "this is the result" in front of me. Sheng Wangxin said.

But soon he thought it was over again, always thinking that it was really boring at the beginning.

He has always felt that he is a hard-core heart and lungs. Sixty or seventy points of the paper can be opened to others, and he can also tell it as a joke. Let everyone laugh together, and this matter is over.

Until this moment, the broken-mouthed person buried himself in the paper sadly, and the test bell slowly disappeared. Sitting in a quiet classroom listening to the cicadas chirping outside the window, he suddenly realized—

He really doesn't like this sense of the gap from cloud to mud.

Nobody will like it.

A small piece of paper is attached to the upper left corner of each table in the classroom with the name, class, admission ticket number and seat number written on it. The invigilator walked off the podium softly, holding a form in his hand, asking the students to sign one by one.

He quickly came to Shengwang. After checking the information, he pressed the form on the table, pointed to the number "279", and whispered, "Sign here."

279 is his seat number this time. It is attached to the middle school. Except for the AB class, the first 7 classes are all physics and chemistry classes. His ranking is not good-looking. Sheng Wang pressed the pen and signed his name behind the number.

Set yourself a small goal first, such as... Jump from 279 to 100.

The first math test is from 7:00 to 9:30, followed by a half-hour adjustment break, and the second physics test is from 10:00 to 11:40.

After these two exams, people are basically useless.

As soon as the bell rang, a large number of walking dead poured out of the classroom.

Gao Tianyang and Sheng Wang were only one class apart, and they waited outside the corridor of class 5 after handing in the papers.

Sheng Wang was surprised with his schoolbag: "Why didn't you go straight to the cafeteria?"

"There is no need to rob the cafeteria today, have you forgotten?" Gao Tianyang responded after speaking: "Oh no, you don't know. There is a rule in our school that the cafeteria will serve meals twice on the day of the weekly test. I am afraid that students will have to compare their physical fitness after being beaten up in the exam, and their mentality will collapse. If they go to the observatory and jump in line, it will have a bad impact.”

"What's more, there will be fewer people eating in the cafeteria today." Gao Tianyang glanced at the classroom and said, "Well, look, there are a lot of people left here."

There were indeed people left in the classroom, roughly a dozen or so. No hot food with flavor was allowed here. They took out biscuits, bread, and ham from their schoolbags.

"So hard?" Sheng Wang remembered that it wasn't like this last week's test, but he thought about it, last time he took the test in Class A. The people in their class are usually very hardworking. On the day of the exam, they are very precious, and they have to choose the best food in the cafeteria.

Gao Tianyang said: "Isn't this a change to the examination room system? It's very exciting, and no one wants to sit back and forth. Let's walk around and eat quickly."

"Hey, wait—" Sheng Wang stopped by hooking on the handrail of the stairs, and looked upstairs. Class A was close to the stairs.

He was just about to say that if I didn't go to Ximen, I had to say hello to Jiang Tian, when he saw a figure coming downstairs, holding the phone boldly in his hand.

"Brother Tim, here it is." Gao Tianyang raised his hand to signal.

Jiang Tian raised his head and glanced at them, his thumb quickly tapped the screen a few times, as if something had been deleted.

"I'll rely on you not to cover it, so I'm not afraid of meeting Xu Dazui around the corner?" Gao Tianyang said.

"He inspected the first year of high school today." Jiang Tian threw the phone back into his pocket. Before the screen went black, Sheng Wang seemed to catch a glimpse of a vertical row of small red dots, like a WeChat interface.

His mind moved, and he somehow felt that Jiang Tian was just going to send him a message.

"Don't go to Simon today?" he asked.

"Well." Jiang Tian pointed to Gao Tianyang, "He didn't tell you?"

"say what?"

"Say we all eat in the cafeteria today." Gao Tianyang dragged his tune with a helpless expression: "It's needless to say, bro, I'll pull him here and wait for you before the end."

It was the first time that Sheng Wang met someone who spoke by actions, and asked in confusion, "What if you didn't hold me back?"

"I can run faster than a dog and I can't hold you?" Gao Tianyang said.

Sheng Wang had nothing to say, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Why don't you go to Ximen?" Sheng Wang followed Gao Tianyang downstairs, next to the crowd of people running, Jiang Tian behind him.

He actually asked Jiang Tian, but Gao Tianyang answered positively: "Because Ximen is far away, it takes 20 minutes to go back and forth, plus how long it takes to eat. Do you know what the exam is going to take in the afternoon?"

"Language." Sheng Wang said.

"Yeah, Chinese." Gao Tianyang said, "Chinese is terrible. I haven't memorized two classical Chinese texts yet. If the dictation is all wrong, Garfield can hang me up and beat me. Brother Tim, have you memorized it?"

Sheng Wang turned his head back and saw Jiang Tian said with a coffin face, "No."

Gao Tianyang asked again: "Have you recorded the eight major routines of poetry appreciation?"

"You're excited, aren't you?"

Sheng Wang wanted to laugh in particular. I almost forgot that this man of power is not omnipotent, and as soon as he saw the language, he wrote "the widow has a disease" all over his face.

Gao Tianyang was happy to ask, and Sheng Wang also joined in the fun. He turned his head and said, "Have you read the lyrical writing instructions given by Garfield?"

Gao Tianyang also chorused: "Have you seen it?"

Jiang Tian: "…"

Seeing that he stopped, Sheng Wang immediately ran down three steps, faster than Gao Tianyang.

They stood beside the fountain pool and waited for Jiang Tian. Gao Tianyang laughed madly. He smiled and his expression changed again. He rushed to Sheng Wang and said, "You can run faster than me on a horse, and you told me that your limbs are weak?"

"Occasionally." Sheng Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and fanned while holding his collar.

The arrogant young man is always very attractive. When he ran over, the girls passing by looked sideways. At this moment, he felt that he was too high-profile, and he began to play dead on his knees again.

Gao Tianyang glared at him in dissatisfaction.

"What are you looking at me for?" Sheng Wang said, "I really can't run. Today is just for the exam, so I ate a few more bites for breakfast. Usually I don't have the strength to hold the chicken, and I'm still empty."

"Sophistry." Gao Tianyang began to talk nonsense, "You just want to eat with Brother Tim, not with me."

Sheng Wang: "… "

Listen to what fart this is.

The eldest young master made a "ha", but didn't reply.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd next to him, and Sheng Wang heard someone scolding and saying, "What's the way of a dead beggar! Oh shit, my new shoes—"

He frowned and looked over, and saw a familiar bronze figure stooping down the steps of the fountain, a blue cloth bag on his shoulders fell to the ground, the small watermelon rolled on the ground and cracked, and the red flesh opened to the sky, Sour sweet juice.

Gao Tianyang shouted, "Dumb!"

Sheng Wang suddenly remembered that this was the mute he had seen at the Joy convenience store.

"What's the matter?"

"Who is that person?"

"It seems that Ximen picked up the junk."

The girl exclaimed for a while, and was so frightened that she gave in a few steps, and there were whispers all around.

Several students were stunned for a moment, and were about to go up to help them when they were hurriedly pushed away from behind. Before he could react, he saw two figures striding across six steps and heading straight to the person who fell.

"Isn't that Shengwang from Class A?"

"And their class sports committee, oh my, I made it from his shoulder iron?"

The knocked-off student grumbled.

Sheng Wang and Gao Tianyang helped the mute up. Because of the long hump on his back, he was pressed down and small. Said to support, they almost used to carry.

The mute was still a little confused about the situation, so he put his hands together and bowed while humming, like an apology.

Sheng Wang grabbed his arm and swept it up and down, two pieces of skin were rubbed off his knees, revealing red flesh oozing blood.

When people reach a certain age, their demeanor always looks alike. A mute man in his fifties has the demeanor of seventy or eighty years old. The way he gasped with his eyes closed reminded Sheng Wang of his grandfather who passed away. When he was seriously ill in the hospital, he closed his eyes and hummed like this. on.

He was in pain, but no one else could replace him.

Gao Tianyang stood up and asked, "Who pushed it?"

Most people hesitated and said nothing, but looked at the same place. A pungent girl said in silence: "Who else, Zhai Tao!"

Sheng Wang raised his head with a frown, and followed the crowd's gaze to look somewhere, and saw a boy leaning on another classmate's shoulder, lifting his right foot to polish his shoes, and muttering something in his mouth.

Enemy Luzhai was the one who sneered at Sheng Wang in the Class 5 exam room.

"It's you again." Gao Tianyang scolded, "Which dog doesn't have long eyes to drag you down?"

Zhai Tao threw the tissue in his hand heavily: "Fuck! You curse again?"

"It's okay to rubbish yourself, and you still make rubbish." Gao Tianyang finished mocking and said, "I just scolded me, what should I do?"

Zhai Tao made a gesture to go down the steps, but the classmate next to him tried to pull him and was thrown away by him.

"What are you fighting with the surnamed Gao, he is famous for his well-developed limbs!" the classmate exclaimed, "It's not worth it for the two of us."

Gao Tianyang put the ridicule on his face: "Hey, come! I'm afraid you won't dare to fight. It's the first fucking time I heard a fool from an ordinary class say that Class A's limbs are developed in person. Who is going to laugh?"

The two of them couldn't listen anymore, Zhai Tao rushed down the steps in three or two steps and went straight here.

Gao Tianyang clenched his fists and was preparing for a hard bar when he suddenly felt a flower in front of his eyes.

By the time he reacted, Sheng Wang had already unloaded his schoolbag, raised his hand and threw it out.

The schoolbag brushed against his ear, and he could still hear the wind whistling.

Gao Tianyang was stunned, seeing that the schoolbag hit Zhai Tao's face firmly, and he could even hear a "pop" sound.

The schoolbag fell to the ground, Zhai Tao squatted down with his throat covered his face, his mouth sucking in breath.

"I..." Gao Tianyang looked at him, then turned to look at Sheng Wang, and slowly said, "Grass?"

Don't blame him for being too surprised, blame Sheng Wang for not looking like a hands-on person at all.

Zhai Tao had two red marks drawn by the zipper on his face, which was a bit funny, but with his furious look, it was still a bit scary.

Then he picked out one of Sheng Wang's most hated words and scolded him. He said, "Fuck you!"

Sheng Wang's face turned cold on the spot.

Gao Tianyang didn't quite understand the key point, but the change in Shengwang's mood could be seen with the naked eye.

Surprised, he heard another whisper in front of him, and he looked up.

Zhai Tao, who had just finished scolding someone, was kicked from behind, and his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground on the spot.

Seeing Jiang Tian coming from behind, he picked up the schoolbag on the ground, looked at Zhai Tao, who was embarrassed, and said, "Apologize."

"I told you-"

Before the words were spoken, Jiang Tian raised his hand carrying the schoolbag.

Zhai Tao subconsciously hugged his head.

"Apologies." Jiang Tian said again.

"I—" Zhai Tao blushed with anger, "Who am I to apologize to?!"

"Are you mentally retarded?" Jiang Tian was impatient.

"I… "

Zhai Tao is at a disadvantage at the moment, and during the weekly exam period, his brothers and brothers who are usually snoring and drinking are being educated and whipped, and they are not with him. In line with the mentality that a hero will not suffer immediate losses, he did not continue to fight.

He got up from the ground with a sullen face, twisted his neck while patting the ash on his shoulders, and said, "I'm sorry, okay? Fuck."

After speaking, he limped up the steps, grabbed the school uniform jacket in the hands of his classmates, and walked away.

If the troublemaker runs away, the conflict will come to an end.

The crowd dissipated, some people were talking about going to the cafeteria, some people were going back to the exam room, and some people might have gone to the office or the political and educational office.

Whoever you love, Sheng Wang doesn't care.

"Why don't you go to the infirmary?"

"Yes, it's better to disinfect it."

Two girls reminded one of them, and one of them had the same voice as the one who reported "Zhai Tao".

Sheng Wang turned around and found that he was also an acquaintance. This time, he was no longer blind, and recognized that these two were the same girls who reminded him not to provoke Zhai Tao in the same examination room.

He couldn't name them, but Gao Tianyang knew them. After all, the two girls went to class A to check in to see Jiang Tian every three or five minutes. They didn't say a few words to Jiang Tian, but they were familiar with the rest of Class A.

"Hey, don't join in the fight between the boys, it's bloody." Gao Tianyang said to the baby-faced girl, "Little dimple, take your Xue Qian away quickly. I'm nervous about her tall man here."

The girl next to her was at least 1.7 meters tall, with a high ponytail, she sneered when she heard the words, "I didn't look at you again, you are so nervous."

"Yes, yes, am I ugly?" Gao Tianyang agreed.

But Xue Qian didn't get involved too much, and dragged her dimples to the cafeteria. Before leaving, he unabashedly rushed to Shengwang and said, "Hey, you were so handsome just now!"

Sheng Wang: "… "

"I'll just say that these two girls have an empathy, let's not fall in love!" Gao Tianyang winked at Jiang Tian and Sheng Wang, in exchange for two slaps.

Being interrupted by these, Sheng Wang's expression became less cold.

He rubbed his face, squatted down in front of the mute, pointed at the wound and grinned, "It really needs to be disinfected, so many gravel."

"Let's go, go to the school hospital." Gao Tianyang said.

Dumb babbled and gestured with his hands, pursed his lips and shook his head.

Gao Tianyang said, "Uncle, stop gesticulating, I don't understand."

Sheng Wang looked at Jiang Tian subconsciously, and if he remembered correctly, this mute seems to know Jiang Tian.

Sure enough, Jiang Tian said, "He said he wouldn't go to the school hospital, but he had disinfectant at home."

Sheng Wang is very knowledgeable about illness and is particular about medicine, so he immediately asked, "Which medicine? How long has it been stored? Has the expiration date passed?"

Dumb: "?"

Gao Tian was delighted: "Why are you so particular about it?"

Jiang Tian said, "He is precious."

A question mark slowly appeared above Sheng Wang's head.

As for Gao Tianyang, Gao Tianyang stared at the back of Jiang Tian's head as if he had seen a ghost.

The west school gate at noon is always very deserted, and the phoenix trees are intertwined, supporting the thick shade all the way, and the sunlight leaks from the gap of the thick shade.

The alley with the residential building standing at the entrance has a very suitable name, called "Wu Tong Wai".

Gao Tianyang said that he and Jiang Tian lived here when they were children.

Outside Wutong is the earliest family building of the attached middle school.

"The counterpart primary school here is quite famous, so I moved here when I was about five or six years old and lived until I graduated from the primary school." Gao Tianyang pointed to Jiang Tian and said, "He came a little earlier than me, at the age of three or four, right? But the primary school Moved out before graduating."

Sheng Wang looked at Jiang Tian curiously.

Because they have lived here for many years, they are very familiar with people outside Wutong, especially the elderly. Along the way, they met several people calling them, and they pulled Gao Tianyang and said, "It's been a long time since you came here?"

The dumb house is deep in the alley, not a residential building, but an old house with a patio.

Sheng Wang's first reaction was: "It's quite big."

There is a big tree next to the house, and its sloping branches just half cover the eaves, like a natural umbrella, quite shady.

Unexpectedly, Gao Tianyang nuzzled and said, "He only occupies this room."

The hall on the west side of the patio was only supported by a pillar, and there was no door. It was filled with bundles of waste paper, waste books, and plastic bottles. Next to this pile of junk, there is a room about ten square meters, where the mute lives.

The ten or so flats included the bed, wardrobe, desk, old TV, and an impossibly small bathroom.

Sheng Wang was stunned, but didn't show it.

"What about the other side?" He pointed to the other side of the patio. The structure on that side was similar to this half, but the hall had a door and there was a table of the Four Immortals.

One end of the hall is connected to the short kitchen, and the other end is connected to the bedroom that is similar to the mute.

"Old man Ding lives opposite, a famous lonely old man outside Wutong." Gao Tianyang said, "Brother Tim has a good relationship with him, and he eats lunch here. I can't do it. When I was a child, I climbed a tree and smashed the roof of his house. I'll take the broom."

He pointed to a gap in the eaves, but Sheng Wang looked absent-minded, and couldn't help but stare at the hall.

Jiang Tian disappears outside Ximen every noon, just come here to eat

Why

While talking, the door of the room opposite creaked, and an old man with thinning hair came out. He looked energetic, shoulders straight, but the lines on his forehead were particularly heavy, and his eyebrows were raised in three folds.

Gao Tianyang immediately said "Fuck" and ran behind Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian, "Brother Tim, you cheated on me, isn't he not here today?"

"When did I say he wasn't here?" Jiang Tian said.

"Didn't you tell him that you won't come to dinner today? Then he won't take a nap at this time?" Gao Tianyang began to mess around again.

Although old man Ding had good eyesight, he caught sight of the enemy at a glance, turned around and picked up the broom by the wall.

Mute opened his tongueless mouth and giggled beside him.

Gao Tianyang rushed out with a lunge and said, "Don't fight! I'm just sending Uncle Dumb back, I'll leave now! Farewell!"

This living treasure clasped his fists and gestured, and jumped out of the door in a hurry.

Sheng Wang asked, "Are you really leaving?"

"Do you think that broom looks fake?" Gao Tianyang said, "You two are a little tired. I'll go to Xile to eat first. I'll go straight to the classroom after eating, see you!"

Ding Lao looked like an old owl, staring at the door alertly, and then slowly put down his broom until he was sure that the stinky boy had really run away.

Wearing black cloth shoes, he walked towards this through the patio and asked, "What's the matter?"

The mute called out a few times, and then made another gesture.

Old Man Ding let out a hilarious look and turned to look at Jiang Tian: "What did Xiao Tian say?"

"I fell at school and hit my knee." Jiang Tian said.

Sheng Wang raised the blue cloth bag in his hand and said, "The watermelon has also broken two, and only one is left."

Old man Ding's eagle eyes stared at Sheng Wang again, looked up and down and asked, "Whose family is this?"

This question is embarrassing.

According to the theory, Jiang Tiande said, "My family's."

Sheng Wang laughed dryly and said in front of Jiang Tian, "I'm his classmate, hello Grandpa Ding."

Generally speaking, no one can stand a handsome guy who is good-looking, but old Dante doesn't take the usual path.

He stared at him and said, "Who said my surname was Ding!"

Sheng Wang: "… "

He sneered at the old man Ding innocently, turned his head and started to stare at Jiang Tian.

Fortunately, the other party didn't die. He pointed to the courtyard gate and said, "The one who ran away taught him."

The old man Ding snorted and said, "Bunny will talk nonsense!"

Jiang Tian threw the pot to Gao Tianyang without blinking. Old man Ding's attitude towards Sheng Wang was obvious to the naked eye. He said, "You and Xiao Tian brought the mute back together? Don't you have an exam today?"

Sheng Wang said, "Well, it's too late."

Ding old man thought he was sensible, nodded and said, "Have you two eaten?"

Sheng Wang glanced at Jiang Tian.

"What are you doing? You don't know if you eat or not?" The old man was very insightful, and he didn't give a step to his face.

Sheng Wangxin said that I didn't give up the home position out of politeness! After all, he is an outsider. If he said he didn't eat and the old man left them to eat, Jiang Tian had to agree if he didn't like it, which would be very embarrassing.

He kept smiling, slowly raised his toes, and stepped on Jiang Tian's feet, signaling him to save the field.

Jiang Tian: "...I didn't eat."

Sheng Wang was taken aback and looked at him in surprise.

Jiang Tian said blankly: "You lift your feet first."

"Oh oh sorry." Sheng Wang bounced off.

The joy of the old man, like that of a child, is placed on his face. The old man Ding suddenly became happy, shook his head and walked to the kitchen with a fan: "Hey, I knew you didn't eat it! I'll go and make a meal."

As soon as the old man left, the two of them helped the mute into the room.

Jiang Tian took two bottles and a bag of cotton swabs from the top of the wardrobe.

After dealing with the wound, Dumb gestured to get up again. Jiang Tian pressed him and said, "Don't move, I'll come."

Carrying a blue cloth bag, he came outside with Sheng Wang.

There was a well in the yard, and a tin bucket was placed beside the well, and the ears were tied to the outside of the well. Jiang Tian put the only intact watermelon into the bucket and put the bucket into the well with a rope.

Sheng Wang supported his knees and looked at it seriously, and finally asked, "What are you doing? Washing watermelons?"

"Iced." Jiang Tian said.

"Why don't you put it in the fridge?"

Jiang Tian was half-squatting there, and when he heard the words, he looked up at him, a little… like a nerd.

Sheng Wang was very sensitive and exclaimed, "Why?"

Jiang Tianchong raised his chin in the bedroom and said, "Did you just see the refrigerator?"

Sheng Wang lowered his head: "Oh."

He thought about it for a while, but it really didn't.

He was so used to the good days that he almost forgot that there were still people living in the corners of various streets and alleys who were not so good.

He stared at the dark entrance of the well for a moment.

Jiang Tian suddenly pulled the rope up again and lifted the bucket, the well water was quenched, and the watermelon skin was clean and shiny. The lip of the bucket hit the wall of the well, and the water splashed.

"Try it." Jiang Tianchong raised his chin at the watermelon.

Sheng Wang didn't know what to do, and hesitantly reached out and touched it. There is still more than half of the well water in the bucket, and the tentacles are shockingly cold.

"The well water is so cold?" Sheng Wang retracted his claws with a whimper.

"Well." Jiang Tian put the bucket down again. He stood up, shook off the water droplets on his fingers, and said, "It's not worse than a refrigerator."

Sheng Wang said "Oh", feeling better again.

"Eh?" Sheng Wang was a little curious, "Ask a question. I don't think anyone else understands his gestures, how do you understand?"

"I only understand half of it, and even guess it." Jiang Tian said: "The only one who can chat with him is the boss of joy."

Sheng Wang nodded, thinking in his heart that it was no wonder that Dumb always ran to Joy, sometimes helping Boss Zhao to carry things, sometimes arranging packaging bags, sometimes pulling scraps, and sometimes just staying there.

If there is only one person in the world who can hear you, he is more important than anyone else.

Ding old man's dishes are ready, just need to warm up when people come. Jiang Tian couldn't tell before, he and Dumb had a small appetite and only cooked one dish and one soup. He was afraid of monotony, so he fried a slice of green pepper and served it like a treasure.

Before entering the hall, Jiang Tian gave Sheng a look.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Wang asked in confusion.

Jiang Tian hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't you go and be happy."

"Ah?" He suddenly changed his mind, and Sheng Wang couldn't react in time.

He stared at Jiang Tian for a while, before making a soft "ah" sound.

Sure enough, you are still not used to letting outsiders enter your life, right? Jiang Tian came to this place every day, but he never mentioned it to anyone. Except for Gao Tianyang, who knows the bottom line, he probably doesn't like being peeked into by anyone's private side.

Understandable.

It's just a little bit of a sense of disappointment being left out the door.

Sheng Wang smiled and said, "Okay, I can do it. Then you help me with Ding... er, what's his surname? Please explain it to me, just say I'm in a hurry and go first."

When he spoke, Jiang Tian kept looking at him, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sheng Wang tugged at his schoolbag and lifted it up.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Tian said again, "Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Sheng Wang: "… "

"Have you really never been beaten like this?" Sheng Wang didn't hold back.

Seeing that the eldest young master was going to explode, Jiang Tian added: "The old man is not very particular about cooking, I don't know if you can get used to it."

Jiang Tian still frowned: "Do you want to be here more, or do you want to be happy?"

Sheng Wang stared at him for a while, and finally understood what he meant: "You've been around for a long time, are you afraid that I won't be able to eat here?"

Jiang Tian was silent for a moment, and then stubbornly said, "I'm afraid that the rice will be wasted."

Sheng Wang raised his eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously: "Who did you learn from so awkwardly?"

With a handsome face, Jiang Tian pointed to the gate to see off the guests: "You better go to joy."

"I do not."

Sheng Wang's depressed emotions swelled up again, he lifted his feet and walked towards the hall, saying as he walked, "What misunderstanding do you have on me? I'm so picky?"

Jiang Tian took out his mobile phone and opened the album on the spot.

Sheng Wang couldn't think about it, the drunk video was still in this guy's hands, he immediately pressed him and said, "Xing Xing Xing, I am very picky, very special, very special, are you satisfied?"

Obviously, Jiang Tian was not satisfied.

He cut out the photo album, opened WeChat in Sheng Wang's puzzled eyes, swiped down a few lines quickly, opened an avatar, and put the chat record in front of Sheng Wang.

Sheng Wang took a look at the note: Joy - Zhao Su.

Really cold note style. While complaining in his heart, he looked at the following paragraphs of text, and then he was dumbfounded.

The large paragraph of text is of course from Boss Zhao.

Middle-aged men are addicted to WeChat, and often like to type such long and short essays, regardless of whether the other party is interested in reading them or not, they dare to write anything into the input box anyway.

I saw Boss Zhao ranting as follows:

Joy-Zhao Su: Dumb said that there will be freshly picked watermelons for two days. If you have nothing to do after school, you can bring one. It is expected to be crunchy. Do you eat sandy or crunchy ones

Jiang Tian: All right, thank you.

Joy-Zhao Su: You are better to support. The boy you brought for dinner was too picky. According to observations over many days, he doesn't eat carrots, spinach, onions, garlic, and coriander can be seasoned with a little foam, but he can't tell. White radish is cut into cubes and eaten, cut into pieces and not eaten, green peppers are cut into slices and not eaten, and shredded is fine. Do not eat crispy potatoes, watermelon sand, sour strawberries, and grapes that are too sweet.

Joy-Zhao Su: If I want to have such a son, I will starve him for three days.

Joy-Zhao Su: Forget it, let’s not talk about it, my son is not a good bird either.

Jiang Tian: …

You can feel Jiang Tian's speechlessness and suffocation across the screen, but Sheng Wang is even more suffocated.

Does he want to say that these middle-aged people are so rude? Why not report anything! Is it worth writing such a breeding report for a meal

But he thought about it, after all, Boss Zhao is the one who can say, "You little boy is eating the overlord's meal, come and redeem it", what else can he do

Sheng Wang turned off the screen for Jiang Tian and said, "He slandered me."

"Who is slandering you?" Old Man Ding said after serving his meal, "Come and sit down, what is this little-little?"

He asked Jiang Tian.

"Xiao Wang." Jiang Tian reported his name according to his habit, and then he paused for a while.

It was really strange to call such a nickname out of his mouth, Sheng Wang squeezed his joints uncomfortably with his fingers hanging by his side, and said, "Xiao Sheng Xiaowang can be called, as you please."

The old man Ding said, "How much food do you eat, Xiaowang? Is this bowl enough?"

"Enough." Sheng Wang said quickly.

"Then I'll give it to you."

"I'll do it myself."

It's a pity that the old man was very agile and ran away with a rice spoon.

Sheng Wang had no choice but to withdraw his hands embarrassedly and sat down at the table of the Four Immortals. Maybe I was really hungry. Although the dishes on the table were simple, they were really fragrant and smelled better than Boss Zhao's craftsmanship.

His stomach growled a little. In order to cover up such an unsightly voice, he coughed and asked Jiang Tian, "Why does Gao Tianyang call him old man Ding?"

Jiang Tian's thin lips moved, and as soon as he saw Old Man Ding coming in with a meal, he took out his mobile phone and opened the memo.

Sheng Wang leaned over with a puzzled look on his face.

He saw Jiang Tian clicked a pencil, and drew an oval on the memo, a D in the circle, two round eyes, and three forehead lines on his forehead.

Then he started typing, his two thumbs thin and long, and he tapped the keyboard quickly.

Sheng Wang saw an extra line on the memo:

There is a nursery rhyme called an old man Ding, have you heard it

Then one more line.

Does it look alike

"picture."

Sheng Wang started laughing with his head down, and Jiang Tian deleted the memo with a blank face.

Thanks to this stick figure, Sheng Wang struggled to hold back his laughter during this meal, and was in a very good mood.

Maybe no one will believe him. The most relaxing and happy meal he had eaten in this period of time was actually with Jiang Tian.

He suddenly felt that if he and Jiang Tian didn't have the awkward relationship of "pseudo-brothers", but just got to know each other on a regular basis, became classmates on a regular basis, and worked at the front and back desks on a regular basis, then they would definitely become good friends.

However, this thought was quickly dispelled, because on the way back to the examination room, Sheng Wang suddenly remembered what happened in the morning.

He asked Jiang Tian: "You originally planned to go to the cafeteria at noon. Since you want to meet at noon, why did you make a special trip to send over the set of wrong questions?"

Jiang Tian frowned slightly when he heard the words: "You didn't read it before the exam?"

Sheng Wang was very puzzled: "Why do I take the math and physics exam and turn over the wrong questions in chemistry?"

Jiang Tian's expression was blank for a moment, as if he had not considered this situation at all. He was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "You haven't seen WeChat?"

"Did you text me?"

Sheng Wang grabbed his schoolbag and started to take out his mobile phone. While taking it out, he said, "Don't you turn off the phone before the exam?"

Jiang Tian's expression was blank again for a moment, and he said, "I'll mute."

Before the examination room arrived, Sheng Wang turned on his mobile phone and received a morning WeChat message.

Jiang Tian: Look at the set of wrong questions.

Sheng Wang was going to take out his book again, but Jiang Tian stopped him: "Forget it, don't look at it."

Sheng Wang: "Why?"

Jiang Tian said: "The mentality will collapse."

Sheng Wang: "???"

The more he said that, the more he wanted to see it! He took out the problem set, and before he had time to turn it over, a piece of paper slipped out of it.

It was a page ripped from some problem set, with rough edges. There was a question on it that was lined with a red pen and marked with a five-pointed star with flying dragons and phoenixes.

Sheng Wang picked it up and took a closer look, and found that it was a physics question. The question was very familiar. Although it was not exactly the same, it was very similar to the last major question in today's physics test paper.

Jiang Tian said: "This set of exercises has been practiced by all grades, except you."

"… "

As Jiang·Shengang·Tian expected, Young Master Shanda's mentality collapsed on the spot.

Although Sheng Wang was struck into a trance, his strong professionalism enabled him to regain his senses before the afternoon exam, and turned his grief and anger into strength, and the last three exams went smoothly.

The weekly test results in the attached middle school always came out very fast. The next day, a rumor began to circulate in the second year of senior high school, saying that the handsome guy who was newly transferred from class A spent a week's effort, and his total score increased by nearly 50, and his grade ranking went up by nearly 50. 100 digits.

The whole grade was a sensation. Rumors continued to spread for a night of self-study. In the second class, it was dismissed by the teachers of each class, and an official correction was made to the content.

The real result of the weekly test is: Shengwang's total score has increased by 62, the single subject of photochemistry has rushed from more than 60 to 90, and the grade ranking has risen by 127.

More crazy people.