"Well, it's him."
Just as Ye Qin took a sip of water, Zhou Feng next to him touched him with his elbow.
He squinted his eyes and looked out through the glass window of the store, and saw a tall boy in a white T-shirt and black trousers carrying mineral water from the freight car. shop.
Ye Qin stuck out his tongue, licked off the little water stains left on his lips, and asked vaguely: "Sun Yiran... want to sit in the passenger seat of a freight car and laugh?"
Zhou Feng was stunned for a while, then he patted the table and said, "How can that be? This kid is in the next class, and he is doing odd jobs here to earn money. He is not a formal porter."
Ye Qin's gaze followed the boy who was carrying things, watching him put three boxes of heavy objects on the ground, open the boxes neatly, put two bottles in each hand, and put the mineral water on the shelf. It was hot at noon, but he didn't seem to be sweating much, unlike the boys at school, who sweated on the back of their backs after walking around the playground, and their clothes were sticky to their bodies, making them dirty.
After taking another sip of mineral water, Ye Qin smacked his lips and asked with a frown, "Is he from our school?"
"Yeah, didn't you say it all? The high-achieving student from the High School Attached to Normal University just transferred here this semester. For the scholarship, he said that if he passed the Qingbei exam, the school would still have a six-figure reward." Zhou Feng He spat, "It's not easy for the school leader because of this face. He was reported to work outside the school last month. Guess what, he was put on hold by the teaching department as 'not affecting the attendance rate'. I understand, school discipline and rules are bullshit in front of this kind of bully."
Zhou Feng was very resentful towards that boy for no other reason. The girl named Sun Yiran that Zhou Feng was chasing recently, after eating his breakfast for seventy-seven forty-nine days, twisted his fingers and refused him, saying: "I'm sorry, I already have someone I like."
Zhou Feng ran away on the spot, asked who Sun Yiran liked, and immediately came to his friend Ye Qin, threatening to beat the boy up.
Ye Qin was not in a hurry, he drank the water slowly, and knocked on the table with the bottom of the empty bottle: "Let me ask you, has that guy dated Sun Yiran?"
Zhou Feng shook his head: "Not yet."
"Then what did you call me for?"
Zhou Feng was so angry that he grabbed Ye Qin over anxiously just now, but now he was dazed and scratched his hair, unable to remember why he was called here.
Ye Qin was defeated by his friend's EQ, and curled his lips: "That is to say, Sun Yiran likes him unilaterally, and you like Sun Yiran unilaterally, then you still have a chance."
"But..." Zhou Feng was speechless.
Ye Qin stood up and hit his elm head with a half-empty mineral water bottle: "But what are the two ways, one can grab it all at once, or let another girl chase after him, and I will toss a coin for you to make a decision?"
As soon as he said that, he reached into his trouser pocket and was held down by Zhou Feng, and said coyly: "I can do this myself... I will do it myself."
Ye Qin threw away the empty bottle, patted his buttocks and stood up: "I'm going first, help me block Lao Sun's class this afternoon."
Zhou Feng was impatient and stood up abruptly: "Where are you going? I don't have the guts to teach grandson's class. I was almost invited by the parents last time."
Ye Qin took out the car key from his pocket and tossed it twice in his hand: "Who borrowed the car from me yesterday? Liu Yangfan or Zhao Yue..."
Zhou Feng hastily raised his hand, and compromised with a bitter face: "It's me, I've made an appointment with Yiran to play in the suburbs of Beijing next week, and I'll help you block, as many times as you want."
Satisfied, Ye Qin grabbed the car key, punched Zhou Feng on the shoulder, and comforted him: "I said, since Sun Yiran has accepted your invitation, it means you still have a chance, work harder and don't be discouraged. "
The mineral water in the small supermarket was very astringent. Ye Qin still felt uncomfortable when he walked to the door. He turned a corner and was about to sneak out through the back door of the school. move things.
Yeqin has good eyesight, and he can clearly see the lines of his strong and smooth arms under his short sleeves from a long distance. When a girl was talking to him, he lowered his head slightly to the side, revealing his tall nose bridge and naturally curved thin lips.
Ye Qin tasted it and thought to himself, he doesn't look like a bully at all.
The back door was opened with a small side door that was only big enough for one person to pass through. During the lunch break, the doorman dozed off inside. Ye Qin stepped out familiarly, and bumped into Liao Yifang, the real student who was parking his bicycle.
The No. 6 Middle School where Yeqin is located is barely considered a key district. In response to the call of the country to give priority to quality and let a hundred flowers bloom, students are either recruited by the government or raised with money, and some students like Liao Yifang are recruited with scholarships. It is to support the scene, to ensure that after the college entrance examination is over every year, the school can happily hang up the banner "Congratulations to XX student for being admitted to a well-known institution of higher learning".
Unlike the students and parents who attended this school for money or profit, Yeqin went to this school because it was close to home.
For example, now, he walked out the back door and walked to the door for a quarter of an hour, which is much closer than Narosi International School. He can eat three meals a day at home, and he can take more sleep when he has time. In addition, the school management is not tight. , the rhythm is slow and comfortable. Ye Qin, who was promoted at the beginning of the year, tried his best to argue that it would not work, so he messed up with his father, crying and insisting on going to No. 6 Middle School, because he felt that he could not find a place that was more suitable for him than No. 6 Middle School.
However, no matter how perfect it is, there are also flaws, such as unfortunately being assigned a monitor who is more responsible than the class teacher. Liao Yifang, nicknamed Liao Baoyuan, besides studying by himself and assisting the teacher to push the students to study, he spends almost all his time and energy on caring for the lives of the students. He even keeps in mind when the girls in the class come on their periods, and actively gives them a lesson during physical education class. Asking for leave, a proper dedication personality.
But for the seventeen or eighteen-year-old rebellious boys and girls, this characteristic of him is very annoying. For example, at the moment, Liao Yifang locked the car, saw Ye Qin clearly, and trotted to him with the book in his arms: "Where are you going, student Ye? The preparatory bell will ring in three minutes."
The back door is narrow and sparsely populated, and you can see the end at a glance. Ye Qin didn't hide at all, and lied: "Go back and get a book, I need it this afternoon."
Liao Yifang said seriously: "Which book did you not bring? Physics or Biology, I will borrow it for you next door."
Ye Qin almost rolled his eyes, but smiled on his face: "I didn't bring any of them. It's okay, don't bother. I borrowed Sun Yiran's notes yesterday, and they left them at home. If I don't go back to get them, she might kill me this afternoon." .”
Liao Yifang pushed his glasses: "That's it, then you go and come back quickly. In the afternoon, I borrowed the chemistry notes from Cheng, who is in the next class, and I will also make a copy for you. Last week, you dropped five places in the quiz."
Ye Qin didn't know any classmate Cheng, so he left in a hurry, thanked the class monitor with a smile, turned around and ran away after dealing with it.
Because of Zhou Feng's emotional problems, Ye Qin was delayed for some time, and Ye Qin didn't drive today. Fortunately, he ran fast with long arms and legs, and on the way, he still had time to go to the store to pick up the flowers and cakes that he had ordered early in the morning.
When she got home, her mother Luo Qiuling was about to take a nap. Seeing her son coming back, she immediately put on her coat and told her aunt to take out the fresh milk Xiaofang that had just been put in the refrigerator, and pulled Ye Qin to sit at the table: "Half morning It's ready, wait and see if you don't come back, eat it quickly, it won't be fresh after a while."
Luo Qiuling spoke in a soft voice, like a gust of gentle wind, blowing away a little of the irritability in Ye Qin's heart because his father was not at home. He picked up a small square of fresh milk and threw it into his mouth, chewing and boasting: "It's delicious."
Luo Qiuling smiled softly: "You, I didn't tell you not to come back at noon, it's the same at night."
Ye Qin patted the cake box: "At night, the flowers and cakes are not fresh anymore."
There are no numbers engraved on the birthday candles, and no one else can tell that Luo Qiuling is forty years old. She put her hands together, put her chin on the back of her hands and closed her eyes to make a wish. The midday sun fell on her body like a delicate and hazy halo.
Ye Qin squinted his eyes, and went back in time in a trance, the woman in the white dress in front of him changed back to the girl in the old photos, ignorant and innocent, ignorant of world affairs, only the tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes remained the same as before.
Since Zhou Feng was entrusted to help, Ye Qin would naturally not go to school in the afternoon.
He didn't drive, he took out the dusty bicycle in the garage, wiped it carelessly, and stepped out the door.
The mobile phone in his pocket was set up with navigation, and he followed the voice in the earphones to turn left and right, and saw the house number of Yulin Community from a distance, so he squeezed the brakes to slow down.
Yeqin had never been to this place, and he didn't bother to take a look when he passed by occasionally while driving. Several small dusty five-story buildings were tightly packed together. According to preliminary visual inspection, there were at least 300 families living in it, and the area occupied It was less than half the size of the garden of the Ye family's villa in the suburbs of Beijing. Ye Qin snorted contemptuously, thinking that such a dilapidated house could hide a beauty in a golden house, the old man is really amazing.
There is no security guard at the gate of the community. Ye Qin rode all the way in. The so-called building number of the old building had long been wiped out by the wind and sun. Ye Qin asked the old man who was walking downstairs, and learned that Building No. 3 was the one in front of him. one building.
Ye Qin looked up and saw nothing except the colorful clothes drying on the balconies of each house.
The weather in late summer and early autumn is still hot and dry. The old man waved his fan and looked up along his line of sight: "Which house are you looking at, young man?"
The uncovered trash bin downstairs smelled of rotting food. Ye Qin frowned subconsciously, shook his head and said, "Look around casually", then turned his bicycle and walked towards the gate of the community.
After riding for less than 20 meters, Yeqin turned back again, put one foot on the ground, raised his chin slightly, concealed his uneasiness with a haughty expression, and asked the old man who was standing there: "Is there any one in this building?" A woman surnamed Cheng?"
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