Zhuang Xianyang went to the study to find information, walked to the door and listened to it across the door. Inside, the mobile phone beeps continuously, which is very lively. He simply didn't knock on the door, just pushed in and caught Zhuang Fanxin.
Zhuang Fan's heart shuddered, he quickly covered the phone on the table with a book, and asked with a smile, "Dad, are you looking for a book?"
Zhuang Xianyang said: "Don't pretend, you can hear it clearly outside the door." He walked to the table and glanced, but still didn't give a good face, "This is because he has recovered from his illness, and he is not serious about writing homework."
After two days of infusion, Zhuang Fanxin has recovered very much. He quibble: "I wrote hard, I didn't slack off." He just lacked confidence, talking in a low-pitched voice, thin and huddled in a large leather chair. Presence is also reduced.
Zhuang Xianyang said: "The summer vacation is coming to an end, so take it easy."
Zhuang Fan nodded again and again, leaned on the table and did his homework in a fake fashion. When Zhuang Xianyang found the information and left the study, he immediately pulled out his mobile phone. In just a few minutes, the news was full, with more than 200 unread.
In the summer vacation, Zhuang Fan was busy in the studio and cram school. In fact, he didn't have much rest at all, and he was not found in the group of students. If it wasn't for everyone's long calls, he would have been able to dive until the start of school.
There are teachers and girls in the class group. This is a pure boy group. After reading two hundred messages, he sent one: "Have you finished your homework?"
Qi Nan, who was at the same table, said, "You are so cold, I thought the head teacher came in."
Zhuang Fanxin: "I've finished writing the chemistry, do you want it?"
Qi Nan: "I also finished chemistry, have you finished math?"
Zhuang Fanxin: "I'm writing uh."
Everyone is talking, you want chemistry and I want biology, like a second-hand trading group. It's an old rule, the squad leader stands up to make decisions, see you in the afternoon at Cafe No. 3 in the Creative Park, and catch up with the homework together.
Zhuang Fanxin turned over the math paper, and he was almost finished, only some of the circled problems were left blank. He thought, when a group of people chatted to kill time, it would be better to find a good teacher to help him solve these problems.
He was ruthless, and replied in a chorus of sympathy: "I have a fever just fine, so I won't go."
"Really or not?" The squad leader didn't believe it. "Open the video, look me in the eyes and say it again."
Zhuang Fan replied, "Qi Nan knows."
Qi Nan responded quickly: "Yes, he went to Gulangyu to sketch and suffered from heat stroke."
A good Gulangyu Island, Zhuang Fan got through the border in a hurry, and then privately chatted with Qi Nan to reach a deal. After completing his math homework, he lent it to the other party, and he joined at a small intersection in the afternoon.
After chatting for a while, Zhuang Fanxin put down his mobile phone and started over the blank questions and solved some of them. He took the papers to find a free tutor, that is, Gu Zhuoyan. After the full score storm and the afternoon of the topic, he respected each other a little.
Turning out of the house and heading straight to the Xue's house at the end of the alley, Zhuang Fanxin first saw Gu Baoyan when he entered the door. Gu Baoyan was engrossed in filming with his camera in his hands. When he saw him, he shouted enthusiastically, "Brother, I water the flowers every day, look quickly. Look!"
Zhuang Fanxin walked over, and a pot was about to be poured to death. He was embarrassed to say it clearly and asked, "Little sister, why are you so disheveled?"
Gu Baoyan has never had a beautiful hairstyle since he came to Rongcheng, like a rocker. Zhuang Fanxin looked into the building and asked, "Is your brother at home?"
"Not here." Gu Baoyan replied, "I woke up and got up, but neither my grandfather nor my brother was here."
Anyway, since Gu Zhuoyan was not at home, Zhuang Fanxin played with Gu Baoyan. He took pictures of Gu Baoyan, and after taking pictures of the garden, he went to the path outside. The German Shepherd stood awe-inspiringly under a banyan tree, and he took the opportunity to press the shutter.
Sister Hu came out of the building: "Don't suffer from heat stroke again, come in and eat fruit."
The lychees were icy and sweet, and Zhuang Fan took one bite at a time. Looking at the time, he realized that half an hour had passed. He asked, "Sister Hu, where are Grandpa Xue and Gu Zhuoyan?"
Sister Hu said, "I went to the hospital for an examination."
Whoever went to the hospital in a good manner, Zhuang Fan said with concern: "Is Grandpa Xue feeling ill?"
Sister Hu said: "No, I brought my humble words to check. I had an empty stomach in the morning and didn't even drink saliva."
Zhuang Fan stopped his mouth with a lychee core in his heart. Gu Zhuoyan went to the hospital for an examination? Is Gu Zhuoyan sick? No, he was fine a few days ago, even taking care of him, why did he suddenly end up in the hospital
Besides, you can go to the clinic to have a look at the minor problems. If you go to the hospital, it will be a little worrying.
Zhuang Fanxin lost his appetite, and he was embarrassed to let others talk about the topic again, and he was even more sorry for the trouble the other party had a few days ago. There was nothing he could do, and to apologize, he combed Gu Baoyan's hair.
Zhuang Fanxin went home with the paper in his arms, walked out of the small building and walked down the steps, where he could vaguely hear the sound of the engine of the off-road vehicle. Walking to the gate, Gu Zhuoyan just saw a few meters away, and got off the car with a hamburger.
While walking and eating, Gu Zhuoyan saw Zhuang Fanxin standing outside his house and thought he was going through the wrong door. When he got close to him, he swallowed the food in his mouth and asked aloud, "Look for me?"
Zhuang Fanxin said sincerely: "Don't eat this kind of nutritious food."
Gu Zhuoyan replied, "People who make a bed of potato chips still pay attention to nutrition?" After a full stomach, his tone was very lazy, which sounded a bit mean.
Zhuang Fan took a half step forward, and his eyes were fixed on Gu Zhuoyan's face. He had dark circles under his eyes, and his jaw line was clearly defined. He was thinner? It's not clear if it's a psychological effect, no matter how he looks at this moment, he feels that the other party's body is ill.
"Are you uncomfortable?" he asked, fearing that the relationship might not have developed to that level, and added a word of caution, "If it's inconvenient, just treat it as if I didn't ask."
Gu Zhuoyan was inexplicable: "Comfortable."
It was really sultry outside, he had no patience and kept standing at the door, glimpsed the exercise book in Zhuang Fan's heart, and probably guessed the reason for looking for him. He walked inside: "Come in, I'll get heat stroke later."
Zhuang Fan's heart stood on the spot: "Bye, then you have a good rest."
Gu Zhuoyan stopped and turned around, looked at Zhuang Fanxin strangely, and felt that Zhuang Fanxin looked at him with love and affection, just like Gu Baoyan's eyes when burying a dead chicken.
"What's wrong with you?" he said smoothly, "or what's wrong with me?"
Zhuang Fan thought: "Sister Hu said you went to the hospital to check your health. Are you sick?"
"Sick" and "sick" don't sound the same. A cold and a fever are all sick, no big deal, but "sick" sounds like cancer cells. Gu Zhuoyan suddenly realized, co-authoring hesitantly for a long time because of this, he said helplessly: "Just doing the examination, I am normal and very healthy."
Seeing that the man was still sticking, the heat mixed with anxiety made him go up, and he raised his voice to explain: "Transfer to another school for a medical examination."
Zhuang Fan's heart was sluggish for a few seconds and then he reacted, and he let out a long sigh of relief: "You said it earlier." He ran to Gu Zhuoyan and patted his shoulder familiarly, "Go and do your homework."
The two entered the room side by side. When they went up the stairs, Gu Zhuoyan lowered his head, and naturally saw Zhuang Fanxin wearing the sneakers he gave him. He couldn't help thinking, Zhuang Fanxin still cares about him because of these shoes
Gu Zhuoyan hit a straight shot: "What if I get really sick?"
Zhuang Fanxin immediately replied, "That's a cure."
"Nonsense, I don't know how to get cured?" Gu Zhuoyan emphasized, "I mean you."
Zhuang Fan thought for a while: "I'll shave your head with you."
This is the trinity of cancer, chemotherapy, and hair loss by default. Gu Zhuoyan didn't want to ask any more questions. When he turned around on the second floor, he saw Gu Baoyan watching TV in the living room, and his camera was thrown on the sofa.
There was a lot of sunshine in the side hall. Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin went there to do their homework. After the papers were laid out, Zhuang Fanxin suddenly became energetic and asked, "You said that you were going to transfer to another school for physical examination, then which school did you transfer to?"
Gu Zhuoyan replied, "Skyrim Middle School."
"Skyrim Middle School? I'm from Heaven!" Zhuang Fan didn't expect such a coincidence. After all, it's hard to get into Heaven, let alone transferring schools across provinces, "Then are you a liberal arts or a science student?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "Science."
Zhuang Fanxin laughed: "I am also a science student!"
Gu Zhuoyan said "um" reservedly, and his eyes fell on the title of the scroll - the summer consolidation scroll for the first semester of the second year of high school. He started the second year of high school and finished the last semester ahead of schedule. He had already completed the high school courses at the original school.
He asked, "What?"
Zhuang Fanxin's mood was still not calm, and she asked curiously, "Which class are you going to?"
"I haven't decided yet." Gu Zhuoyan said, "Go to school the day after tomorrow for the exam."
It's probably equal to the placement test before admission, Zhuang Fan's heart looks like he knows it. He felt that it was too fateful and couldn't help but say, "Let me know when you are sure of the class, okay?"
Gu Zhuoyan agreed and began to talk about the questions. These questions were not as difficult as the training class, and they could be solved with a little bit of Zhuang Fan's heart. While waiting for Zhuang Fanxin's writing, Gu Zhuoyan took a sip of water, and lowered his eyes to frame Zhuang Fanxin's side face at the desk into his field of vision.
Very quiet, with curly hair like a dummy.
The dummy wasn't very nice, like the kind of doll his sister played with.
The doll was really sour, he looked away and took a few more sips of water.
His throat moistened for a while, and his voice became clearer and gentler. Gu Zhuoyan looked back and asked, "Zhuang Fanxin, what shift are you in?"
Zhuang Fan replied: "The third class of science."
He didn't look up: "The head teacher is a chemistry teacher. The people in our class are very good, but they lack the spirit of struggle. Take the boys for example. The boys in other classes often meet for games, play ball, and swim. The boys in our class only like to go to the coffee shop. , drink drinks and cakes, and gather in the cafe this afternoon to study."
After muttering for a long time, Gu Zhuoyan smiled and asked, "Why didn't you go?"
Zhuang Fan's heart is pure and self-righteous: "I don't want to learn from you."
This is much more pleasing than shaving his head, and Gu Zhuoyan is more careful when he continues to speak. The time was very accurate. After Zhuang Fanxin finished, he left in a hurry and went to the small intersection to hand over to Qi Nan.
Gu Zhuoyan took the camera and went back to the room to charge it. After a sleep, it was already dark when he woke up.
He leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the camera. The first few images were overexposed. He didn't even need to guess that Gu Baoyan did it. When Gu Baoyan appeared in the photo, he guessed that it was Zhuang Fanxin.
Turning over one by one, the last one of the German Shepherd stood under the banyan tree, and the green shade of the cover was full of light spots. Gu Zhuoyan imported this picture into the mobile phone as the background, and set an alarm clock by the way. At 8:30 in the morning the day after tomorrow, he was going to take the test in Tianzhong.
Gu Zhuoyan clicked on the address book, "Dad", and dialed out.
This was his first phone call home after coming to Rongcheng, in a dark room with no lights on. After four or five beeps, Gu Shibo connected, calm but hesitant, as if he did not expect Gu Zhuoyan to call him.
A few seconds later, Gu Shibo's voice came: "Humble words, how is it with your grandfather?"
Gu Zhuoyan answered the question: "I did the entrance examination today."
Gu Shibo said: "The matter of transferring schools has been greeted. As long as you stop messing around, I can satisfy you with any requirements over there."
The room was quiet, and every word was clearly heard, such as the word "nonsense".
Gu Zhuoyan's anger kept rising in his chest, he endured these days, and at this moment he wanted to let it out. He didn't come to Rongcheng voluntarily, but after he came out publicly and caused a stir in the school, he quarreled with Gu Shibo and Xue Manzi and was sent to Rongcheng.
Gu Shibo told him to stop nonsense, translated into vernacular, that is, don't engage in homosexuality.
It's a pity that it's too late. From transferring to another school or leaving home, Gu Zhuoyan is unhappy all the time. He can't wait to make one for Gu Shibo to see, and Gu Shibo is so mad! Then he met Zhuang Fanxin, became a neighbor, and appeared in each other's lives without looking up.
They knew each other for less than ten days. Gu Zhuoyan taught Zhuang Fanxin to play the guitar, accompany Zhuang Fanxin to infuse, play games, lecture on various topics... He didn't have that kind of good character at all. I want to develop an intimate relationship and take revenge on Gu Shibo and Xue Manzi.
To put it in layman's terms, he is not allowed to engage in homosexuality, but he has to hook up with one.
It happened that he met Zhuang Fanxin. Zhuang Fanxin was good-looking and had a good personality. He could draw and love to learn.
Gu Zhuoyan took a deep breath and asked, "Really?"
"Really." Gu Shibo said, "As long as you stay honest, everything requires me to arrange it."
Gu Zhuoyan said, "Arrange me to enter the third class of science."
The author has something to say: I made up the school