When Qi Cheng took Qi Zhong to the pot sticker shop, Wu Yuan hadn't come yet.
The boss asked them to sit inside, "Usually this place is closed, please come earlier next time, today is a special situation."
On the street at the entrance of the Second School, all kinds of delicacies are well-known around the area. Not only two of my own students come out to eat, but also the surrounding residents often come here. But at this point in time, if it wasn't for the large number of Lang Bai's fans staying outside the school gate, the boss would have packed up his things and closed the store long ago.
Just as Qi Cheng was about to speak, Qi Zhong ordered four potstickers familiarly, then turned to Qi Cheng and asked, "Do you want soup?"
"Don't drink," Qi Cheng smiled, "nor eat. Don't waste money, I'm still waiting to take advantage of others."
Just as Qi Zhong wanted to say he was taking advantage of me, he suddenly thought of the scene at the door of the infirmary.
He is so self-confident, and the result is just self-indulgence.
Qi Zhong turned his head and said to the boss, "Two potstickers, no soup."
The boss agreed loudly.
Qi Zhong put his hands in his pockets and stood up straight, "Wait for Wu Yuan."
His appearance is different from Qi Cheng's, it is sunny and eager, and his sweaty face will be moist and handsome after exercise. It is also noticeable that the entire youthful arrogance is engraved in the temperament.
Qi Cheng hummed, "You want to buy me too?"
He said with a smile in his tone, "No matter what, there must be someone who comes first."
Qi Zhong's tone was flat, and he replied with what Qi Cheng said to him earlier: "Why are you so narcissistic?"
Really, the narcissistic understanding of his thoughts.
Wu Yuan rushed back to school after finishing the matter, he was worried that the steamed stuffed bun shop would be closed at this time.
But before he walked in, he saw the lights of the steamed stuffed bun shop on the road in front of the school gate.
Wu Yuan was not in a hurry anymore, his pace slowed down, he took out a cigarette and smoked to relax, and when he reached the door of the pot stickers, he said slowly, "Boss."
The boss responded from the house, "Who is it?"
It's just that today I don't know if there is a change of people. The voice of the boss who said this is very young, and it's a little strange that I can't tell.
Wu Yuan paused, and continued: "Here's a big potsticker."
"The door is closing," the strange voice continued, "it can't be done."
Wu Yuan finished smoking one cigarette and pressed it out, then walked up the steps and entered the store with big strides, "Qi Cheng, is it fun?"
He walked to Qi Cheng's side, stared at Qi Cheng with lowered eyebrows, and after a while, he snorted, "You're kidding me?"
Unable to beat him, he simply stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Qi Cheng's neck, with his arm upwards, pressing against his Adam's apple.
Qi Zhong standing next to him couldn't help but stood up, and couldn't bear to go forward, he couldn't see it, so he said, "Can you slow down."
Qi Cheng laughed loudly and tore Wu Yuan's arm off. Wu Yuan glanced at Qi Zhong from the corner of his eye, narrowed his eyes slightly, but sat on their table without saying anything.
After a while, the boss came out from the back kitchen, "Hey, there is another person."
"Did you buy it?" Wu Yuan asked.
"No," Qi Cheng smiled, "I'm waiting for Cengfan."
"I've invited this table." Wu Yuan ordered the table and looked at the boss, "Here are three servings."
After a while, Qi Zhong said, "Have I become a loafer too?"
"I didn't let you lie," Wu Yuan said without mercy, "Go outside, there is a supermarket next to it, buy three bottles of water."
This tone was ordering my younger brother, Qi Zhong's mood improved instead, he pursed his lips, and walked out from behind Qi Cheng, "What to drink."
"It will be all right."
Seeing his back as he walked out, Wu Yuan asked Qi Cheng, "Didn't he try to block you before?"
His expression was inconspicuous, but his voice was calm.
"You were going to block me before," Qi Cheng said, "and let me wait for you."
Wu Yuan was silent for a while, then turned his head and said to the boss lightly, "Boss, put less oil in the pot stickers."
Qi Cheng laughed, "You're changing the subject a bit abruptly."
Before they finished eating the pot stickers, the boss was about to close the door.
He simply packed the rest and walked to school with him.
The three of them didn't choose to go in through the front door, they went through the back door.
The front door is still surrounded by Lang Bai's fans, piled up in layers, when Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong came out, there were still people guarding the back door. But now when I come back, the back door has been locked, and no one is guarding it.
Wu Yuan took a few steps back, skillfully stepped on the bumps on the wall and climbed over the wall.
Qi Cheng couldn't clap his hands while eating the pot stickers, so he praised him inside the iron gate with one hand, "He's handsome."
Qi Zhong stood beside him with another set of pot stickers, "Is this wall three meters long?"
"Not here." Wu Yuan stood up straight.
The last time the two of them confronted was in Anyuangao.
Wu Yuan thought that Qi Zhong was trying to block Qi Cheng, and Qi Zhong was even simpler, so he was inexplicably upset.
Now in front of Qi Cheng, no one mentioned that matter.
Qi Cheng took half-eaten pot stickers in twos and passed them to Wu Yuan through the gap in the iron gate, "I'll try."
He took a few steps back, and Qi Zhong gave him the space to see if he could step on the wall and climb over.
There is a step on the wall, but it only protrudes a few centimeters, so it is difficult to use force. If you want to climb the wall, you must have strong legs and arms.
Qi Cheng's jumping ability is very good, he didn't even take off his coat, turned his neck slightly, and sprinted towards the wall.
Stepping on the protruding bricks and exerting strength with both hands, the whole person easily jumped to the top of the wall.
Qi Zhong whistled, "Handsome!"
Qi Cheng's explosive power is very strong, he is the kind of person who looks thin in clothes and fleshy in undress. He laughed, jumped down again, and landed lightly and delicately.
Wu Yuan handed him the pot stickers, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and handed him a cigarette, "How about the school celebration?"
Qi Cheng sighed, "Noisy."
Qi Zhong outside also turned over and walked towards them.
Wu Yuan glanced at him and handed it to Qi Zhonggen.
Qi Cheng ate the rest of the potstickers that were combined into two parts, and he ate it very calmly. Qi Zhong looked at it, and suddenly approached, "You feed me."
The trees next to it were blown by the wind, their shadows whirled, and they swayed and sang songs.
Wu Yuan, "What are you carrying in your hand?"
Qi Zhong didn't seem to hear this sentence, he stared at Qi Cheng and called his name, "Qi Cheng."
Qi Cheng looked at him with a smile, and put the last potsticker into his mouth.
Qi Zhong sighed, and gave him the share in his hand.
Qi Cheng's appetite is really big. After he finished eating, he threw the packaging bag into the trash can. Qi Zhong asked him, "Are you thirsty?"
"It's okay," Qi Cheng said, "I didn't take the water from the store just now."
The supermarket is at the back door, Qi Zhong said, "I'll buy you a bottle."
He ran away after he finished speaking, and Qi Cheng didn't even have time to call him.
He watched Qi Zhong's back disappear behind the trees.
Wu Yuan threw the lighter to him and exhaled smoke, "What's wrong with him."
"I don't know," Qi Cheng replied softly, lowered his head and lit the cigarette, the fire light reflected on his face, "it has changed a lot."
Wu Yuan leaned against the wall and hummed.
The two chatted casually, before finishing a few words, Qi Zhong had already come with water, the place was already full of smoke smell, and there was still white smoke curling up and coiling.
Qi Zhong handed them water and stood by to support them, but within a few seconds, he coughed violently due to choking.
Qi Cheng immediately pinched his cigarette, and dragged Qi Zhong out of the area, amused, "You don't know how to smoke?"
Qi Zhong was still coughing muffled, not wanting him to see his embarrassing face, turned his head and waited for the choking breath to pass, then put his trouser pockets in his pocket and said bravely: "It's not that I can't, it's that I haven't tried it yet. "
Wu Yuan was still smoking, watching them from the smoke.
"It's pretty good," Qi Cheng said, "You don't need to try."
He threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the trash can, Wu Yuan took a deep breath, walked over, pressed the button to extinguish the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can as well.
The three of them returned to the dormitory, and they finally met more people on the road. Everyone was excitedly talking about the school celebration just now, and the names that appeared the most in their mouths were Lang Bai except Lang Bai.
It seemed that after they left, Lang Bai sang another song as a curtain call, and it was still a popular love song, with every word touching the heartstrings.
Boys are inherently lacking in this kind of romance, and they haven't even aroused their curiosity. Compared with Lang Bai, the beds in the dormitory are more attractive than him.
After the school celebration, there is another half-day class, which is a half-day holiday in the weekend afternoon.
In the evening and Friday morning, what made everyone excited was the school celebration held this time.
2. This time, we paid a lot of money, and the cross talk troupe is also specially invited famous artists. Not to mention the other performances, all of them are above the high level. There was a sea of silvery white lights.
Many girls cried and thanked the school on the confession wall, fulfilling their first dream before adulthood.
This turbulent atmosphere lasted until Friday afternoon, when the students pouring out of the school turned their attention slightly.
Qi Cheng was still arranging things in the classroom when the phone in his pocket started to vibrate.
"Brother," Jiang Heng said, "Mom and I are waiting for you at the school gate."
"I'll go right away." Qi Cheng said with a smile.
He was still wearing the school uniform of No. 2, but the jacket was not pulled up. He passed through the crowd, walked through the long and wide campus avenue, and exited No. 2's school gate.
Jiang Feng sat in the driver's seat and looked at the person coming out with his son. Jiang Heng got out of the car straight after seeing Qi Cheng, walked over and called, "Brother."
Thanks to Lang Bai last night, many people around were peeping at Qi Cheng, both embarrassed and open-minded, but also curious.
Qi Cheng patted Jiang Heng's hair lightly, "Good boy."
Jiang Heng's ears turned red, and he felt that the word "him" was worth a thousand words of praise from his mother, and it made people's heart tremble more than the affectionate lines of the third uncle.
The two brothers got into the car, completely blocking the sight of the outside world.
Jiang Feng watched carefully, "Xiao Cheng, why are so many people looking at you?"
Qi Cheng glanced outside, "Let them see."
Jiang Feng laughed, and took them to the reserved restaurant.
According to what Qi Cheng said, this afternoon belongs to his family. Jiang Heng plans to book two movie tickets next to the restaurant. His mother has no time to accompany him to the movies. specially squeezed out.
Knowing that Jiang Feng didn't have time, Jiang Heng was still laughing.
The three entered the restaurant, and the waiter led the way. They had just sat down when they heard Jiang Yun's voice.
He was wearing sunglasses, and the mask was pulled to his chin. At this time, the corners of his mouth were raised, with a bit of surprise: "Elder sister, Xiaocheng Xiaoheng, what a coincidence?"
Jiang Feng also asked curiously, "Why are you here?"
"I'm inviting friends to dinner." Jiang Yun looked at their table, asked the waiter to say a few words, and then sat next to Jiang Feng, "Since we met, let's eat, just to introduce my friend to you guys. "
Jiang Feng, "Girlfriend?"
"Don't think too much," Jiang Yun took off his sunglasses, "Friends in the circle, men."
Behind, the waiter led Jiang Yun's friend to walk slowly.
The man following behind was wearing a bright yellow shirt and pure white slacks on his lower body. He was youthful and leisurely, and his peach blossom eyes were full of bright and sunny smiles.
It's Lang Bai.