Activity room on the first floor of Xueli Building.
The first, second, and third grades of senior high school have three teaching buildings, and Xueli is the second teaching building of senior high school.
The student union has just finished meeting in the activity room.
This morning there is a knockout match for the school basketball game. Each division draws lots to draw four classes, four enter one, and three divisions enter three classes. The student union is responsible for catching students who skipped classes and came out to watch the basketball game. By the way, take a few photos. Used for publicity on the school's official website.
The activity room was slowly emptying out, and Chairman Bo was still packing up the documents at a leisurely pace.
Chen Fengze slumped on the sofa and waited for him. He stretched himself: "Hey, that's great... We disciplinary committee members don't have to go to class this morning." He stood up and asked Bo Jian, "Are you going back to the classroom?"
Bo Jian took out a stack of papers: "The director of the Moral Education Department asked me to visit him."
"Oh," Chen Fengze asked again, "Then what about when you come back? Are you going to watch the football game?"
Skipping class due to work, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Chen Fengze felt that Chairman Bo would not miss this opportunity.
"No." Bo Jian said, "I'm going back to the classroom."
Chen Fengze: "?"
He asked, "Do you have any extracurricular books that you haven't finished reading?"
The progress of school teaching is to take care of most people. Obviously, Bo Jian was separated from most people. Chen Fengze didn't know when he learned it secretly, but he was in the same class in the first year of high school, and Bo Jian was either doing homework for the day or reading extracurricular books in class.
The main thing is that his mother has been creating an illusion of "I study well because I work hard" to others.
Bo Jian hooked the corners of his lips: "I don't read extracurricular books, I'll go back and study hard."
Chen Fengze: "..."
Chen Fengze wanted to ask "Are you bewitched?", but before asking, Bo Jian had already left with a stack of papers: "Remember to lock the activity room door when you leave."
"..."
By the time the chores at hand have been dealt with, the first class is almost over.
Bo Jian didn't go back to the classroom, he still had to ask Chen Fengze to get him a list.
Passing by the back door of Class Two, Bo Jian glanced over from the end of his eyes.
Jiang Huai came to class today, and unexpectedly, he was not sleeping. Of course I wasn't listening to the class, I was lying on the table and I didn't know what I was scribbling.
Bo Jian remembered Jiang Huai's overgrown characters.
Without pausing, he looked back.
Jianghuai is writing the 1,500-word class skipping review letter requested by Lao Lin.
Lin Fei gave him two options: to write a 1,500-word self-criticism, and to report to the school as a record of absenteeism. Even if a fool chooses, a fool will definitely choose to write a review. But the key issue is not writing the review, it is that after writing the review, JAC will be absent from class today.
Yesterday's absenteeism was because I was in a bad mood. Today is the Acai Sports Meeting. It starts at 9 o'clock, and now it is 8:40.
Jiang Huai looked up at his watch.
Chinese class was over at 8:45, and he went to the back door and climbed over the wall. Mingcheng Primary School was two blocks away... and he could arrive at nine o'clock.
There are still 664 characters left.
Jianghuai thought for a while, and wrote like flying.
"Jingle Bell-"
The get out of class bell rang. The back row carefully poked Wei Heping's back, Wei Heping turned his head, and passed two pieces of paper from the back table, and a torn piece of paper that was torn by hand, with a sentence written like a hurricane passing through:
"I have something to do, please help me submit a statement of self-criticism to Lin Fei, thank you, Jiang."
Wei Heping struggled to recognize this line of words, and flipped through Jianghuai's self-criticism.
Turning to the second page, his eyelids twitched.
Jiang Huai fucking repeated the word "wrong" all over the entire page.
Chen Fengze went downstairs to Xueli Building to find Bo Jian and took the list of latecomers at the school gate for the past two days. He glanced at it: "The number of people registered late this week is not as many as the number of people registered late for a class today."
"They all came out to watch the basketball game." Chen Fengze counted, "I caught 17 or 18 people from three levels in one class."
"Oh." Bo Jian responded casually, "Are you only caught watching the basketball game?"
Chen Fengze smiled: "Why skip class if you don't watch the basketball game? Visit the campus?"
Bo Jian: "There may also be those who climb over the wall and go out of school to exercise. It is recommended to strengthen the supervision of the back door and the west wall."
Chen Fengze was just about to say, "Can you give me a reliable example, which idiot skipped class and went out to exercise", when the phone rang.
Chen Fengze: "Your phone."
Bo Jian took the phone, it was a text message.
"I have some college application materials. I asked the driver to deliver them to you. You can take a look first. He is waiting for you at the north gate of the school."
The north gate of the school is the back gate of the school.
Bo Jian didn't say anything, and put the phone back: "I have something to do, let's go first."
Jiang Huai originally wanted to go to the bicycle shed to pick up the skateboard first, but it was still twelve minutes to nine o'clock before he left the teaching building, and every second counted... There was no time.
With a brace, Jiang Huai jumped over a low fence and took a shortcut to the west wall of the back door.
The bricks in the corner were removed again, and a square half a meter high was built, leaning against the wall like a step stool.
The strong generally do not need a step stool.
Unless he's in a hurry.
Bricks replace the forward swing distance of the jump ability. Jiang Huai climbed up, stepped on the wall obliquely with the soles of his shoes, stretched his forearms, and sat on the top of the wall with his legs bent.
He was about to roll over and jump down.
"Jianghuai?"
Jiang Huai turned his head. He is on top of the wall, Bo Jian is at the bottom.
Bo Jian smiled at him like a good student: "Are you going to skip class again?"
Jiang Huai remained silent for a few seconds: "None of your business."
He turned and jumped off the top of the wall.
On the other side of the wall, Jiang Huai threw the ashes on his body and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard something strange. He looked up subconsciously, just in time to see Bo Jian climbed over the top of the wall and jumped down too.
Jianghuai: "?"
Bo Jian tidied up his sleeves and corners carefully: "At the front desk, it's not good to skip class."
JAC: "..."
Jiang Huai looked down at his watch, turned around and ran away.
Bo Jian: "?"
Bo Jian paused for two or three seconds, then followed.
Jiang Huai heard the sound and turned his head to see that Bo Jian was still behind him.
The driver of Bo's family waited at the north gate of the school for a long while, and suddenly saw two boys in No. 2 Middle School uniform passing by the north gate through the car window. One of them... seems a bit like Mr. Bo's son.
Jiang Huai ran in front, and Bo Jian ran behind.
One doesn't know why the one behind is following, and the other doesn't know why the one in front is running.
The more Bo Jian followed, the faster Jiang Huai ran, and the faster he ran, the tighter Bo Jian followed.
Jianghuai felt like he was going to run out of breath when he was running for the first time. He turned his head and shouted: "Fuck, is there something wrong with your mother's mind?"
Bo Jian was half a step away from him, and asked unhurriedly: "Is this how you skip class to exercise?"
Jiang Huai: "I will exercise your mother!"
"No." Bo Jian shook his head politely.
Jianghuai almost lost his temper.
Jiang Huai ran forward.
If there is a roadblock, a low wall, an alley, or something farther away, he is 100% sure that he will be able to get rid of the dog Bo Jian. However, the destination is Mingcheng Primary School, two blocks away, without even turning a corner.
At 8:58, Jiang Huai stopped at the gate of Mingcheng Primary School, the back of his shirt was soaked.
Bo Jian also stopped: "Finished the exercise?"
Jiang Huai didn't even bother to move his fingers, he took a few breaths and said, "Get lost."
Bo Jian looked at him with lowered eyes: "You are skipping class."
Jiang Huai snorted: "You fucking came out with me, you are not skipping class? Huh? A good student who came out of the wall?"
"I came out to take you back," Bo Jian smiled without sincerity, "It's not considered skipping class."
Jiang Huai: "Oh, you are not skipping class... Then what does it have to do with you if I go back?"
"If you don't go back, Teacher Lin will scold me." Bo Jian lowered his eyelashes, "Front desk, don't you know that a good student will be very sad if he is criticized by the teacher?"
He paused slightly: "A good student cannot withstand blows."
JAC: "..."
Jiang Huai turned his head and walked towards the school gate.
He doesn't want to talk. She also didn't want to hear Bo Jian talking. She didn't want to see the face of the good student Bo Jian.
The security guards at the school gate will let the parents into the school with their permission cards.
Jiang Huai handed over Ah Cai's permit: "I'm Jiang Xingxing's older brother."
The security guard glanced at the witness, at Jiang Huai, and then at Bo Jian beside Jiang Huai: "What about him?"
Just as Bo Jian was about to say "also a brother", Jiang Huai said blankly, "He is a sister."
Bo Jian: "..."
The uncle suspiciously raised his head to look at Bo Jian's height, then at Bo Jian's Adam's apple, and finally glanced at Bo Jian's Yima Pingchuan's chest, thinking that this is a female Alpha, no different from a male one.
He waved: "Come in."
Ah Cai sat on the ponytail with his face in his hands.
The students are all sitting on the playground, and their parents are also here. There were too many people, and the playground was a bit cramped, and Ah Cai was squeezed into a corner of the front row of the second class.
After Teacher Liu Hong gave Ah Cai a few candies, she went back and forth.
In the distance, at the entrance of the red plastic runway, two tall boys came over. They were all wearing No. 2 Middle School uniforms. They were tall and good-looking, making them particularly eye-catching.
A few billboards were erected at the entrance of the playground, with the handwritten newspapers of "Autumn is Coming" posted by the students.
Jiang Huai paused, and scanned by grade and class... Jiang Xingxing, Class Two, Three Years.
Jiang Huai first saw Jiang Xingxing's crooked name.
Then there is a big red heart, with the content of the handwritten newspaper written in the red heart.
In the left corner of the red heart is a man with a single braid. Jiang Huai recognized that it was himself.
Right corner of heart...
Bo Jian asked uncertainly, "Your sister's name is Jiang Xingxing?"
Jiang Huai did not speak.
Because Bo Jian pointed to the man in the right corner and asked, "Do you think this man looks a bit like me?"
There are two people, with a big red heart in the middle, and the red heart leads out two threads, which are held in the hands of the two people. There is only a horizontal comment in the middle: tie the knot and worship the heaven and the earth.
Jianghuai: "No."
Bo Jian: "But it's very similar to the love letter you sent me."
JAC: "..."
Jiang Huai was silent for a few seconds: "My sister's name is not Jiang Xingxing, let's go."
Bo Jian: "..."
After a long distance, Ah Cai's eyes lit up.
Jiang Huai walked over and coughed: "I mean what I say, I'm not late..."
Ah Cai pointed behind him: "Brother!"
Jiang Huai stopped talking, with a funeral face.
Bo Jian lowered his head to catch a glimpse of Jiang Xingxing, and was briefly taken aback: "Is she your sister?"
Jiang Huai ignored Bo Jian, and grabbed Ah Cai by the collar: "Shut up, do you hear me?"
Ah Cai has bad legs and feet, and he is not tall.
If it wasn't for the words "Class Two, Three Years" written in the handwritten newspaper just now, Bo Jian thought that this little girl might still be in kindergarten. He is not tall and speaks fluently.
It's no different than a kindergarten kid.
On the day of summer vacation in the first semester of senior high school, Bo Jian saw a little girl walking and fell to the ground behind the Xueli Building. He thought, this is a child left by some parent here.
He walked over, looked down and saw that the child's legs were lame, and he didn't even get up immediately.
The child didn't cry, and crawled again, but fell back again.
The child looked up and exchanged a glance with him.
So Bo Jian stretched out his hand and smiled at her.
He pulled the child up, and the child seemed to have mental problems, and asked him who he was word by word.
Bo Jian smiled slightly and said casually, "I'm an older brother."
He asked, "Do you need me to help you find a teacher?"
The child shook her head, expressing with difficulty that she was waiting for someone.
So Bo Jian casually gave him someone else's chocolate, which he hadn't had time to throw, stuffed it into the child's hand, turned and left.
Now it seems that the child is waiting for JAC.
The child's name is Jiang Xingxing.
Jiang Huai's brows were tightly frowned, he was so upset that he exploded, lowered his voice, squatted down and questioned: "I saw you copied the newspaper by hand, and you drew Bo Jian on it is the reason why you hid the manuscript and didn't show it to me??"
Ah Cai nodded, then shook his head again.
Also learned to play tricks. It's okay to chase stars. Jiang Huai sneered: "Okay, I don't care who you like to draw... But can you stop drawing others, and draw me again, and draw a heart, what do you mean?"
Ah Cai also whispered, a little shyly, stammering: "My heart... my heart is, it's me."
Jiang Huai was stunned: "?"
After Ah Cai confessed his love, he shut his mouth tightly and did not speak.
One is Jiang Huai, the other is... the elder brother with a complicated name and calligraphy, and she... is her favorite person this year!
Of course, if my mother comes back this year, she will also draw my mother, but if my mother does not come back, there will be no mother's share.
Seeing Jiang Huai coming, Liu Hong walked over and smiled: "The sports meeting will start soon." After all, there is no school, Liu Hong pretended not to recognize the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School, "The parent-child sports meeting is based on the class, from here to there The place where the line is drawn is the activity area of our class."
Liu Hong glanced at the young man behind Jiang Huai. He was probably a classmate, and they should be good friends if they skipped class together.
Liu Hong hesitated for a moment: "The three of you... just one is Xing Xing's 'father' and the other is Xing Xing's 'mother'?"
Bo Jian glanced at Jiang Huai.
Jianghuai: "No."
Liu Hong: "Oh, I'm talking about the role of the event, the event is a three-person event."
Jiang Huai: "Oh, then I am the father and he is the mother."
Bo Jian: "..."
Mineral water is provided for the event. Jiang Huai twisted the bottle of water, without expression: "If you don't like it, go back to school quickly, don't bother me here."
"No, I'd love to."
Bo Jian paused for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked: "Husband."
Jiang Huai choked.
The author has something to say: JAC: fuck fuck fuck fuck