The cable line was broken when the subway station near the area was repaired. In the evening, there was a sudden power outage in the attached middle school.
In fact, the school has a special generator, but it happened that the failure was delayed and the electricity could not be sent. Each grade held a short meeting and decided that they would not be able to study at night. Taking a night off would make the students happy. .
The day students rushed out of the school with their schoolbags, and the dormitory students could not go out due to different school cards, so they had to go back to the dormitory and wait for a call.
Just finished the weekly test yesterday, everyone was so distracted, they couldn't calm down and study. Shi Yu walked around the dormitory twice, answered three calls, and finally asked Jiang Tian, "Brother Tim, I heard that your teacher's signature looks very similar."
Jiang Tian was sitting by the bed chatting with people on WeChat, when he heard this, he frowned and asked, "Who said that?"
This rumor has been around for a long time, and everyone in Class A has mentioned it more or less. Mainly because Jiang Tian writes beautifully, and he is able to handle the cursive. It is said that he only needs to glance at the teacher's signature, and he can write indiscriminately.
Shi Yu didn't know who the source was, but only knew that he had something to ask others, and he had to do it according to the actual situation. So he considered for two seconds and replied, "Listen to what Sheng Wang said."
Jiang Tian pursed his lips and said, "Oh".
Shi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had succeeded in half.
Jiang Tian lowered his head and typed again.
He seems to be in a good mood, at least the lines of his eyebrows and eyes are soothing and not so cold. Shi Yu was a little curious about who the other party was, but he didn't dare to peek at the screen.
There are so many girls chasing Jiang Tian in the school. As a roommate, he is often asked for WeChat. This might be one of them, and after all the hard work, the ice sculpture was finally covered up a little.
Shi Yu pulled out a "going out note" and wanted to take advantage of Jiang Tian's good mood and ask him to imitate Xu Dazui's signature. Who knew he had just handed it out, when Jiang Tian rushed to him and raised the screen of his mobile phone.
On the screen is the WeChat chat interface, and at the top is the other party's nickname, called a sticker.
Shi Yuxin said that, after a long time, you are chatting with your brother while you are riding a horse? ?
As soon as he finished slandering, he saw the following dialogues-
Jiang Tian: You told people that I would imitate the teacher's signature
stickers: no
Sticker: Heaven and Earth Conscience
Sticker: Which animal is slandering me
What is public execution, that's all.
The animal who spread the rumor knelt on the ground while hugging the bed rail, and said with a sad face: "Tian brother, I was wrong, please do your best to sign my name, Tim brother, I want to go out to play..."
"Sign it yourself." Jiang Tian said.
Shi Yu saw that his success was falling short, and went to the balcony to make a phone call in despair.
Jiang Tian didn't care, he went to the table, pulled out his chair and sat down, took out a book from the stack of questions, and asked Qiu Wenbin across from him, "Lend me the charging lamp?"
Qiu Wenbin nodded and said, "You use it."
Jiang Tian turned on the light, opened a book and started writing.
Qiu Wenbin was already in bed, and he didn't want to do anything tonight. The power outage was a good excuse, and it was understandable to take the opportunity to rest for a day.
But the No. 1 in the grade is writing and writing hard, what's his face to be lazy? Qiu Wenbin suddenly felt that he was sleeping on a bed of nails, he turned over several times, and finally sat up as if giving up.
But when Qiu Wenbin sat opposite Jiang Tian, he found out that the first-class boss was not writing questions. He always turned a dozen or so pages, swept his eyes quickly across the writing, and wrote down the page and title numbers in the notebook.
"God, what are you doing?" Qiu Wenbin couldn't help asking.
"Organize." Jiang Tian said.
"Organize what?"
"Interesting question."
Qiu Wenbin glanced at the title he had marked, and said to his heart that the fun of being a scholar can't be experienced by mortals, so you should be happy.
Of course Jiang Tian is not happy for himself.
Before the exam yesterday, He Jin said that this weekly exam was the last time to practice his skills in the near future. The mid-term exam was coming soon, and the "get out of the way" for Class A might change. In order to make everyone feel more urgent, the shift system will Getting a little more exciting, it's not just about the last three in the class.
The specific rules have not yet come out, but Jiang Tian feels that Shengwang is not safe. Although he has risen 200 places in the past two months, and even the teachers are full of admiration, he is currently ranked 79th, which is still a bit dangerous.
Gao Tianyang and the others joked that Sheng Wang is also a cheater, but it takes time to upgrade a cheater, and it can't be achieved in one day. Jiang Tian wanted to shorten the upgrade time for him.
not to mention…
Someone has been yelling on WeChat for a day, saying that he is boring enough to get moldy.
Jiang Tian wanted to pass the time for him to solve a set of upgraded questions, all of which were picked out of the recently brushed questions, and the rough ones were extracted.
Shi Yu made two more phone calls and left the dormitory with a desperate face. Qiu Wenbing was biting his pen on the opposite side and stubbornly fighting the title. Jiang Tian finished picking one, and was about to pick up the second one, when the screen of his mobile phone lit up a few times.
He took it over and took a look, and sure enough it was the moldy one.
Sticker: Jiang Tian
Sticker: Jiang Tian
Sticker: Jiang Tian
Jiang Tian: …
Jiang Tian: in
He felt that Sheng Wang was suddenly a little excited, and he didn't know why.
Sticker: Are you calling
Jiang Tian: Not yet
Sticker: By the way, didn't you say yesterday that you have something to do tonight
Jiang Tian: Hmm
Stickers: what's the matter
Jiang Tian glanced at the notebook at hand. He mentioned it casually yesterday, referring to the fact that he was helping Sheng Wang sort out the precise questions. But his stubbornness is deeply ingrained, making it impossible for him to say it outright.
Before he answered, another line of words popped out in the chat box—
Sticker: What to do when you go out of school
Jiang Tian didn't think of an excuse, so he said: Well, go outside Wutong.
He and Sheng Wang have to go to old man Ding for dinner every day. We have communicated with Xu Dazui about this. The other party left a long-term outing note at the doorman, so as to save him signing every day, as long as the two can guarantee to return before the ward round. Just dorm.
Sticker: Then go do your errands, I have dinner
After saying this, he fell silent.
The screen did not light up for a long time, and Jiang Tian was a little uncomfortable. After picking a question for a while, he glanced at the phone, and after a while, he glanced at it again. After nearly half an hour, Sheng Wang remained silent.
There is nothing happening around and nothing to talk about. Jiang Tian's eyes stayed on a very troublesome topic, and he was thinking about whether to take a picture and send it to fishing law enforcement. Finally, there was new news from the opposite side.
Sticker: I'm done, how long do you have
Jiang Tian: Done
Stickers: so fast? ?
Jiang Tian: What
Sticker: Nothing, so you're back to school
Jiang Tian briefly considered between "um" and "not yet", and chose the one with more words.
After posting, he added another sentence: Going back.
Sheng Wang returned his expression pack with a toothless smile, as if he was holding back some bad water, a little skinny.
Jiang Tian was puzzled for a moment.
Two minutes later, Sheng Wang sent another sentence: Have you reached the Ximen
Jiang Tian: As soon as you get out of the alley, across the road is the West Gate.
The opposite side was silent for a few seconds, Jiang Tian slowly frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt.
Suddenly, the lamp above his head flashed, and the cold white light shrouded without warning, the surroundings turned from dark to bright, and Jiang Tian squinted his eyes.
The phone screen turned on again at that moment.
Jiang Tian blocked the white light and looked down. I saw two new messages from Shengwang—
Sticker: Did you really come to Ximen
Sticker: Why didn't I see you? ?
Probably because the lights were too dazzling, Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment when he looked at those two sentences. By the time he reacted, he had already grabbed the phone and went down the stairs.
Qiu Wenbin's voice came from the top of the stairs, and he asked in confusion, "Why are you going, my God?"
"Pick up." Jiang Tian said.
The whole school was breaking out of the darkness. The teaching buildings and office buildings on the side of No. 3 Road were lit up one by one, and the milky white light passed through the glass and slanted down from different floors.
On the way, there are many teachers and students who have not returned to the dormitory.
Jiang Tian walked through the crowd. His skin was white, and when he ran and sweated, he showed a cold tone, which attracted the passing girls to look back frequently and dare not come forward.
Sheng Wang was soft and hard, and coaxed Uncle Chen away. With his schoolbag on one shoulder, he stood beside the guard pavilion outside the west gate.
He can walk in the past two days, but he still can't put too much force on his left foot. Even if he stands like this, his center of gravity is on the right side.
With his back to the school gate, facing the entrance of the alley outside Wutong, he knocked on the keyboard with one hand and scolded someone angrily. Halfway through the reprimand before I could send it, a call came in.
Jiang Tian's name jumped on the screen, Sheng Wang pressed the connection, and opened his mouth and said, "You fooled me?!"
He glanced again at the entrance of the alley, where only two old people staggered past with the help of the arms, and there was no one else.
"I've been standing here for a long time. The uncle of the guard thought I had a concave shape. Didn't you cross the road to Ximen? Where are you?"
Just after he finished asking, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him from far to near, someone running over. He turned around and saw Jiang Tian stopped in front of him.
Probably because he ran too fast all the way, his breath was a little heavy, his slender and thin arms hung down by his side, and slightly protruding blue veins could be seen near the inner wrist.
He lowered his head and held his breath for a while, then took off an earphone and said to Sheng Wang, "I'm here now."
Sheng Wang suddenly didn't know what to say.
His gaze at Shang Jiangtian was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly retracted, oh" he said, "For the sake of your quickness, I can be more generous. "
"Why did you suddenly go back to school?" Jiang Tian asked.
"Why else?" Sheng Wang said angrily, "I can move twice when I come to school. At home, they won't let me out of the bedroom at all. You will know how uncomfortable it is when you go back and lie down for five days."
Jiang Tian took his schoolbag over. At first, he refused to give face to his death. After thinking about how long the No. 3 road was, he compromised - it would be good if he could walk straight, and forget about the weight.
"Also, can you believe that Auntie Sun stewed pig's trotters for me three times a day?" Sheng Wang complained incessantly, and he opened his mouth to list countless reasons why he was forced to go back to school: "Other people's legs are broken and they are all boiled. Gu, what does she mean by cooking pig trotters?"
Jiang Tian said, "Whatever you eat means you will make up for it."
"roll."
Sheng Wang said, but he turned sideways uneasy, and asked Jiang Tian, "Have I changed?"
Jiang Tian: "Yes."
Sheng Wang stared at him: "After you think about it, talk about it."
Jiang Tian nodded and said, "I'm fat."
Sheng Wang was suddenly a little depressed, but before he was worried for two seconds, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Tian turning his head.
"… "
It's a liar to ride a horse!
Sheng Wang stretched out his hand to strangle his neck: "You can't live without hitting me for a day, right?"
Jiang Tian avoided giving way too seriously, probably afraid that he would slap his foot again if he moved too much. The two looked up and found that they had subconsciously copied the shortcut of Xiu Shen Yuan.
During the daytime, there are few people in the cultivation garden, and they often walk through it without any problem. But this time, the Sculpture Garden is a bit different. Sheng Wang can see at a glance that there are two figures walking in the woods holding hands and whispering privately. A little further away, a boy pretends to be bold. He put his arms around the girl's shoulders and rubbed the other's face with his forehead.
The atmosphere in the forest was too ambiguous, and Sheng Wang felt that he was out of place in it, and there was an indescribable discomfort.
He wanted to say "Let's go another way", but turned his head and caught Jiang Tian's line of sight. It was no different from usual, but he felt a little flustered for some reason.
He quickly retracted his gaze, licked the corners of his dry lips, and said, "There are so many people, no wonder they are called Magpie Bridge."
Jiang Tian has already glanced away, he seems to be looking for a fork in the road, and a low voice answers in Sheng Wang's ear: "Well."