On the day of the placement test in No. 6 Middle School, parents and students are facing the enemy, and there are not a few people who open their eyes and wait for the dawn. Jin Heng got up as usual, and habitually touched his side, only to find that it was empty, with only a slight noise coming from the kitchen.
He put on his clothes and went out to take a look, but he saw Wen Yan frying eggs in front of the stove.
Jin Heng leaned against the door frame, looked at it for a long time, and finally asked aloud, "What are you doing?"
Wen Yan took time to look at him: "Fried eggs, can't you see?"
Jin Heng thought he was frying a bomb, so he nodded and wanted to laugh, but he didn't show it. He turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, Wen Yan had already set up the dining table, a plate of fried eggs, a plate of fried dough sticks, and two cups of soy milk.
Inexplicably simple, and seems to be full of heart.
Jin Heng pulled out the chair and sat beside him: "Why do you want to cook by yourself?"
Wen Yan picked it up, used chopsticks to put two eggs in Jin Heng's bowl that looked good, put another fried dough stick over there, collected 100%, and explained the reason: "The omelette downstairs is sold out. ."
Jin Heng remembered today's placement test, understood what he meant, looked at the golden fried dough stick, took a sip of the soy milk: "You fried the fried dough stick too?"
Wen Yan crossed Erlang's legs, sitting or not: "No."
Jin Heng guessed that he didn't have that skill. After eating the fried egg, it felt a little oily, but it was fine with soy milk: "You are a little superstitious."
Besides, the full score is now 150.
Wen Yan obviously didn't notice this, anyway, when he was a child, he saw other parents do this. He ate the fried eggs and drank the soy milk in the cup. Seeing that Jin Heng had almost eaten, he got up and said, "Let's go, you'll be late if you're late."
Jin Heng put on the school uniform, only to find that he had mistaken it for Wenyan, and took it off and changed it back. He seemed unhurried, ignoring the passage of time: "Aren't you late every day?"
Wen Yan thought that he was late, so he couldn't drag Jin Heng to be late together, put on his shoes in two or three times, and sighed lazily: "For your exam's sake, I'll accompany you to get up early."
It perfectly explains what it means that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.
Jin Heng stepped forward slightly and kissed him by the door. It could be seen that Wen Yan's brain was more chaotic because he woke up early, and his brain was more chaotic. In the end, the lack of oxygen was too much, even when Jin Heng took him out. do not know.
The streets are full of vendors, noisy and lively, and the heat of the early morning breakfast stalls has not dissipated, and it has drifted far away.
Wen Yan put his hands in his pockets and walked to the school with Jin Heng, carrying a black schoolbag on his left shoulder, which contained a angular and heavy Cihai. He always felt safe without bricks.
When approaching the entrance of No. 6 Middle School, Wen Yan said to Jin Heng, "Take the test well, and come back with a perfect score."
Jin Heng raised his eyebrows slightly: "How do you know it's a perfect score?"
Wen Yan squinted at him: "You ate Lao Tzu's two fried eggs, plus a fried dough stick."
Jin Heng didn't know what to think, and was silent for a moment: "...I forgot to eat fried dough sticks."
"… "
Wen Yan's painstaking efforts went to waste, and everyone was stupid, thinking that Jin Heng would not come back with zero eggs if he only ate two eggs. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a group of people coming from the corner of his eyes, squinted his eyes calmly, grabbed Jin Heng's wrist and pulled him behind him.
After Jiang Shaolong dropped out of school, he didn't stay at home for a long time, hanging out with a group of social people all day long, and now he has so many friends.
Jiang Shaolong was tall and strong, dressed in a sleek, airy manner, with four or five accomplices behind him, an obvious gangster. He saw Jin Heng from a long distance, walked over with someone, kicked the can in the way, and said with a smile, "Jin Heng, long time no see."
Jin Heng ignored him, but turned to look at Wen Yan: "Can you beat them?"
Wen Yan preliminarily estimated the number of people on both sides: "Have you heard that two fists are invincible to four hands?"
Jin Heng nodded: "I understand."
Can't beat it.
Wen Yan sent a message on his mobile phone, then turned off the screen, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Sixth Middle School is only a short walk away.
Jin Heng asked, "How about you?"
Wen Yan thought that I don't need to take the exam: "What are you doing with so many questions, just run your way."
Seeing the two of them whispering quietly, Jiang Shaolong was annoyed, and his face became gloomy. He sneered and said, "Jin Heng, you are dying, so what are you talking about?"
Although Jiang Shaolong was not at school, it did not prevent him from learning about Jin Heng. I heard that Jin Heng's grades were very good, and that Jin Heng was about to be promoted to a key class, and the pressure of one thing after another made his already unbalanced mentality more inclined.
Jiang Shaolong knew about today's placement test, so he deliberately chose this day to block people.
Jin Heng was not in a hurry at all, he stood behind Wen Yan, gave Jiang Shaolong a strange smile, then slowly raised his hand, wiping his neck, as if to remind him of something: "I'm about to die, don't let me say more. A few words?"
Jiang Shaolong inexplicably remembered that when Jin Heng resisted him for the first time, he was holding a blade, his body was cold with killing intent, his back was a little cold, but he was unwilling to retreat, he gritted his teeth and said to the people behind him: "It's just the two of them, go up and be ruthless in a while. Hit hard, and if something goes wrong, it will be on my head."
The gangsters behind him looked like adults. Hearing that, they stepped forward to ask for trouble. The red-haired boy who had been watching the play carelessly just now suddenly came over with a schoolbag, and there was something in it. Smashed people's eyes like gold stars.
Wen Yan kicked the person in the abdomen, his moves were ruthless and fast, and at the same time shouted to Jin Heng: "Run!"
He wanted to make Jin Heng run into the school quickly, but Jin Heng grabbed his wrist and directly pulled him to run in the opposite direction, his figure quickly disappeared in the crowd, Jiang Shaolong and others reacted, After chasing after him, he scolded: "Fuck it! Dare to swing me with a schoolbag and beat him to death!"
Fighting of gangsters is a common occurrence. As long as there is no blood and no human life is involved, few people care about them. When passers-by see them chasing, they are all just trying to avoid trouble.
Wen Yan was dragged by Jin Heng and almost didn't react: "Fuck, I asked you to go to school, who made you run this way!"
He was still thinking about Jin Heng's exam.
Jin Heng dragged him through the streets and alleys at high speed, feeling like he was on the verge of running away, although he was actually running away. With a sense of joy without scruples.
Jin Heng pursed his lips and glanced at Wen Yan. At this time, he even laughed: "No way, I don't have a good sense of direction."
The wind blew his voice away.
Wen Yan saw that Jiang Shaolong and others were chasing closer and closer, so he simply turned around, pulled Jin Heng over the roadside guardrail, took advantage of the last few seconds of the green light to rush across the road, and returned to the original road across the street, running towards the Chongming campus. Go: "Go, find Xu Meng and the others!"
When there are few people, you have to fight for strength, and when there are many people, you have to fight for brothers.
Wen Yan wondered if he had been idle for too long without a fight, even a cat and a dog like Jiang Shaolong dared to bring someone to block him, and it would not make sense if he didn't clean up after a while. He held Jin Heng's hand because it was too tight, and a thin layer of sticky sweat broke out, but he never dared to let go.
When they were approaching the periphery of the Chongming campus, there were a group of delinquent teenagers standing under the tree, roughly seven or eight, and it was Xu Meng and the others.
Wen Yan ran over with Jin Heng, and then braked dangerously. He didn't even catch his breath. Seeing this, he couldn't hold back his foul language: "Damn, I asked you to bring someone to the rescue, so you squat here to smoke?!"
Xu Meng threw the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped it out, stood up from the ground, put his hand in front of his forehead, looked at Jiang Shaolong and the others who were chasing after him, then looked at Wen Yan, who was out of breath, and patted his Shoulder said: "Isn't this fucking waiting for the traffic light, and you didn't tell me where you are."
Jiang Shaolong and others chased after him and were about to start scolding, but found that Xu Meng and others were also there. When they got to their mouths, they couldn't help but choke back, their breath stuck in their chest, and their faces turned ashen.
Now that the number of people on both sides is roughly the same, Wen Yan has several more, and he knows that he can't beat him with a hair.
Jiang Shaolong originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that the two of them were alone, but he didn't expect to make a mistake. He didn't care about the "brother" who was with him, so he quietly stepped back and wanted to run. Unexpectedly, his shoulders sank, and he was violently pushed from behind, and he almost fell to the ground with a stagger.
"Isn't it exciting not to chase just now, what are you running for?"
Wen Yan raised his hand and brushed his sweaty hair behind his head, staring at Jiang Shaolong with a sullen gaze, seeing the other side's face gradually panicking, remembering that he was being chased by such a bird and running around the street just now, he almost laughed out of anger. He turned around to calm his emotions, then turned around without warning, and kicked him to the ground with a sharp leg wind.
"Well!"
Jiang Shaolong fell to the ground clutching his stomach, trying to get up, Wen Yan swiped his schoolbag on him when he saw this, only to hear Jiang Shaolong scream again, and lay back half-dead, only begging for mercy.
The group fights on the street are ugly, Xu Meng motioned the people behind him to bring them into the alley, and grinned and said, "Good reception."
Jin Heng was tired from running, and sat on the roadside flower bed to rest. He saw Wen Yan walking into the alley, and after a long while, he came out. He didn't know what he had done. The corners of his eyes and brows carried a bit of ruthlessness that had not faded away, and there was nothing in the sun. Escape.
Jin Heng patted the vacant seat beside him: "Sit down."
When Wen Yan saw him, the dark tide in his eyes faded a bit, and he sat down as usual lazily and without form, while fanning the wind with the corner of his clothes, he muttered: "What a fucking shame."
Jin Heng smiled with interest: "You mean Jiang Shaolong, or yourself?"
When Xu Meng heard this sentence, he joked next to him: "Of course it refers to himself. He was pushed around like a mouse, shameful, he was not like this before."
In Wen Yan's bones, he could faintly see a bit of perverseness and ruthlessness. In the past, he would not admit defeat and run away when he fought with people until he was covered in blood, but this time Jin Heng was here, he did not dare to fight because he had scruples in his heart.
Jin Heng shook his head, disapproving of Xu Meng's words: "Life is more important."
As he spoke, he moved his fingertips, as if he wanted to hold Wen Yan's hand, but he was about to move a few times, and in the end he was still dormant in the same place.
Wen Yan opened the schoolbag, looked at the book of thick words that was intact inside, weighed it in his hand, and was quite puzzled: "It's actually better than a brick, and it's not bad if you hit it so many times."
Jin Heng smiled: "This is the power of knowledge."