After all, Xu Meng and the others came to save the scene. He couldn't justify without a meal. Wen Yan squinted and counted the number of people. In the end, he found that there seemed to be few people in the bunch, and asked casually, "Where's He Yang?"
Xu Meng was hilarious: "I was caught by the dean of the school."
- The group of people puffed to the outside wall like dumplings, and they had to be blind to see. He Yang was at the back and was caught by the dean. He was probably drinking tea in the teacher's office now.
Others said with a smile: "If you ask him to lose weight, he won't listen. He is the slowest to go back over the wall. If you don't catch him, catch anyone."
Wen Yan stood up, threw his jacket on his shoulders, and patted - Jin Heng: "Go, go to eat first."
When he said this, he faintly felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he temporarily forgot it.
Jin Heng didn't remind him, followed him, and the group of people went to a barbecue restaurant for lunch, because there was not enough space for one table, and it took two or three tables to fill up.
Running for so long is exhausting, not to mention that I didn't eat much in the morning. Jin Heng cut the meat into small pieces, and patiently turned it over slowly with tools. Wen Yan was working hard enough to fry an egg. Obviously, he couldn't do such a delicate job. He stared at Xu Meng's baking pan, and saw that a lot of needles were caught, and then secretly transferred the roasted meat to Jin Heng's bowl.
Xu Meng couldn't stand it any longer: "Wen Yan, can you point your face?"
Wen Yan rubbed his chin and said lazily, "I already have a face, I can't ask for any more, if I want any more, it will become a second face."
Xu Meng pulled the roasted pork chop into his bowl and didn't give him any chance: "So you still know that you are a two-faced man."
The meat on Jin Heng's side has already been roasted, and the hardness is just right. It not only locks the juice, but also breaks the rawness. It is better than the roasted meat by Xu Meng and the others.
He used the barbecue tongs to transfer everything to Wen Yan's plate.
Wen Yan didn't say anything, and buried his head to eat, probably because of the relationship between the two of them.
Seeing that he was devoured, Jin Heng looked at his chin for a long time, and then moved a glass of water over there quietly. Seeing this, Wen Yan picked it up and took two sips. After drinking it, he realized after a while that it was Jin Heng's cup. After a while, he felt that it was no big deal. After kissing, what was the use of a cup? .
Xu Meng sat across from them, looked at them strangely, and greeted them casually - Xia Jin Heng: "Why don't you eat?"
Jin Heng moved his chopsticks and took two bites of meat: "It was a little hot just now."
Seeing this, Wen Yan touched his bowl subconsciously: "Is it still hot, mine is not hot, can I exchange it with you?"
Jin Heng was under the table and stepped on his foot lightly or hard, signaling him not to say anything, and not to be too concerned.
Wen Yan - stunned, realized something after a short pause, came back to her senses, quickly retracted her gaze, lowered her head and pretended to play with her mobile phone, and then asked Xu Meng in a condescending manner: "Well, is your meat hot, I am too I can replace it with you."
Xu Meng's eyes turned on them, and then raised his eyebrows inexplicably, but he didn't smile: "Tsk, it's rare, when you still care about me, don't bother you, I'll blow it myself. ."
Wen Yan continued to lower his head to play with his mobile phone, not knowing whether it was a guilty conscience or something else, without looking at him, he sneered: "You are all thinking about Yan Na, how do you know if I care about you?"
By the way, speaking of Yan Na...
Wen Yan didn't know what to think, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Where's Yan Na?!"
Xu Meng was frightened by him, jumped, reacted, and subconsciously replied: "Today's placement test, she went to the test."
After Xu Meng said this, he seemed to have discovered something, and looked at Jin Heng with a strange look: "Aren't you in the same class as Yan Na, why didn't you take the exam?!"
What responded to him was Wen Yan's swear words: "Fuck!"
Wen Yan lost his head in a fight in the alley just now, and even forgot about Jin Heng's exam, no wonder he always felt that he forgot something important. Everyone saw him slamming - he got up from the chair, grabbed Jin Heng and ran out, as if he was about to reincarnate, and disappeared in an instant.
Xu Meng was stunned for a long time, and then he shouted out loudly: "Fuck, you TMD settle the account and then run!"
Wen Yan explained that he was surprised, dragged Jin Heng and ran straight to No. 6 Middle School, because he was in a panic, he almost stumbled and fell, like a headless fly, but also like an ant on a hot pot: "It's over, what time do you take the test? Now, can you make up the exam?!"
Jin Heng followed behind, shook his head and said, "I can't get in, and I won't be able to enter the exam room half an hour after the exam starts."
It was two o'clock in the afternoon now, and he not only missed the morning exam, but also missed the afternoon exam.
This sentence is like counting nine cold days - a basin of cold water, which poured Wen Yan's heart into the cold, he subconsciously stopped his steps, his chest was heaving up and down because of the speedy running, and he didn't have time to breathe evenly, turned around and asked incredulously. : "Can't get in?"
Jin Heng nodded: "Well, I can't get in."
Wen Yan wiped his face fiercely, and said something to himself, I couldn't hear it clearly, but 80% of it was swear words that would be slapped with mosaics. He threw his coat on the ground in great frustration, and said with a gloomy face, "I should have killed him just now!"
Although Jiang Shaolong was already miserable just now, he couldn't be any worse.
Of course, Wen Yan felt that he was also responsible for this matter. The top of the fight, he even forgot about such an important matter, and regretted it so much that his bowels froze, and he squatted on the ground without moving for a long time.
Jin Heng picked up the coat he threw on the ground, patted it, wanted to laugh inexplicably, squatted down beside Wen Yan, and touched him with his arm: "Your coat."
Wen Yan ignored him, buried his head, and was angry with himself.
Jin Heng could only hold it for him. At first, he could bear it, but after that, he couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed outright. He - laughing - shook his head, and finally had no strength and almost fell to the ground, and simply got up and sat on the roadside flower bed.
Wen Yan looked up at him: "What are you laughing at?"
Jin Heng rubbed his aching stomach, wiped his tears with his fingertips, put Wen Yan's school uniform over his lap, and glanced at him: "I'm laughing at you."
Wen Yan stood up and glanced left and right: "What's so funny about me."
Jin Heng looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "I am not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?"
Wen Yan wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute. He stepped on the seat next to Jin Heng and leaned over to look at him: "Fuck, you are a conscience. The emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch."
When Wen Yan said this, his brows were still furrowed, and he didn't let go. Obviously, it was very important for the class assignment.
Wen Yan always felt that Jin Heng was not the same person as him, and the road he walked in the future would not be the same. But now he felt that he was delaying Jin Heng's way, so he took a bit of careful consideration when he took a step and fell down.
Jin Heng still smiled. It seemed that he not only had no conscience, but also had no heart. Finally, he stopped smiling and sighed: "Classification, not branch school, why are you so nervous."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to his brain: "The class doesn't matter much, it's up to you."
Wen Yan didn't believe it, otherwise why would so many students squeeze their heads and drill into the Rocket Class: "How do you know it won't have much impact?"
Jin Heng gave him the simplest example: "I throw you in the Rocket class, can you get good grades?"
This is of course impossible. Wen Yan is not the material to study at all, not to mention losing the Rocket Class or Tsinghua University and Peking University. He was choked for a while and couldn't find any words to refute. He stared at Jin Heng for a while, and finally found a few clues: "Tsk, did you do it on purpose?"
Jin Heng asked back, "What is it on purpose?"
Wen Yan didn't say a word, he forgot the exam, it's impossible for Jin Heng to forget it too, this can only mean that the other party did it on purpose. He put his feet down from the chair, scratched his hair, and sat down beside Jin Heng.
Jin Heng touched his shoulder: "dirty, you just stepped on it."
Wen Yan glanced at him: "I know, I don't despise myself."
No matter what he does, he is always so righteous. Jin Heng laughed angrily and threw Wen Yan's coat into his arms. After a while, he said, "I don't despise you either."
Wen Yan's action - paused, looked over subconsciously, but saw Jin Heng smiling, and his eyes became so bright in an instant, the warm wind and the scorching sun, just right - the appearance of a junior.
"嘁..." Wen Yan crossed Erlang's legs, with a rare twist, and said half a beat, "I'm so handsome and capable of fighting, why do you dislike me?"
No wonder Xu Meng said he was shameless.
In this placement test, the leaders focused on the top ten students. Jin Heng missed the test for no reason, and was called to the office by the head teacher the next day. It could be seen that she was a little overwhelmed.
Head teacher: "Jin Heng, what happened to your absence yesterday? The teacher called your parents, but all the numbers were empty."
Jin Heng didn't say much, and apologized politely: "I felt a little uncomfortable yesterday. I went to the hospital to see a doctor, and I didn't have time to ask for leave."
But this matter obviously cannot be solved by an apology. The head teacher changed his sitting position and felt worried, but he couldn't lose his temper with Jin Heng's attitude: "I asked the school leaders, this make-up exam may be a little difficult, and the questions are all over the place. It’s a secret paper that several teachers put together, and it’s not realistic to find another one with the same difficulty. You lack grades in all subjects, so you can only count as zero marks, and it’s not fair to other students if you make up the exam.”
Jin Heng did not speak.
The head teacher couldn't help sighing: "I don't need to say more about how important this placement test is, once the position is determined, there will be no major changes in the later stage. When the paper is revised, your ranking is estimated to be at the bottom, and I can't find it. Scores lower than zero."
The latter is a cold joke she told herself.
Jin Heng asked: "Did you directly assign classes?"
The head teacher nodded: "It's fixed, but don't be discouraged. If your grades in the later stage are as stable as before, maybe the Rocket class can make an exception and add someone in."
Jin Heng didn't have that thought, he just asked casually, and after being instructed a few times by the teacher, he left the office.
Banhua Tang Guo was standing at the door waiting, holding a pile of homework in her arms. She was looking in curiously, but she quickly retracted her gaze when she saw Jin Heng come out. She seemed to want to say something, but she watched helplessly as the tall boy's figure passed in front of her eyes, and finally swallowed again.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, the girl hesitated to speak, and it was difficult to express her thoughts.
Tang Guo pursed her lips and entered the office anyway.
Jin Heng didn't notice her, or he didn't do anything if he noticed. He walked through the crowded corridor, and when he went downstairs, he happened to see Yan Na and a bunch of girls standing at the entrance of the stairs chatting. They dress too mature and don't look like people to be provoked, so the bullying in the class is basically not their turn.
Jin Heng's appearance was too conspicuous, Yan Na saw him immediately, raised her hand to say hello, then stepped on the lace-up sandals with some height on the heels and walked over, landing on the ground making a clicking sound.
Yan Na asked, "What did the teacher say when he called you into the office?"
Jin Heng: "It's nothing, it's just that I missed the exam yesterday."
Yan Na obviously heard what Xu Meng said: "You and Brother Yan are too careless. You forgot all the exams after eating barbecue, and you didn't call me."
The last sentence is the point.
Jin Heng folded his arms: "Then how was your test?"
Yan Na thought for a while, then flipped through the book in her hand, which contained the exam papers for yesterday's exam. Although she handed in the answer sheet, she also filled in the answers on the paper: "I can't tell you the question either. It seems to understand but not understand…”
To put it bluntly, I don't understand the subject.
Jin Heng took the paper and glanced at it roughly, and finally found that half of the questions were high-level questions, and then compared the answers filled in by Yan Na, smiled, and returned the paper to her: "The test was good."
Yan Na-shi didn't understand whether his words were praise or derogation: "What... what do you mean?"
Jin Heng only said one sentence: "It's a coincidence, we may be assigned to the same class."
The school's toilets were built on both sides of the stairs, and they were at the entrance of the stairs, next to the toilets. Before Yan Na could ask anything, she heard a suppressed, heart-piercing whimper, as if it came from the women's bathroom. Not quite.
"Guan Ling was locked in the toilet again... Last time, the teacher found her and let her out... "
"What a pity... or we'll let her out..."
"Don't mind your own business..."
The teacher's office is on the upper floors, a little far apart.
The name Guan Ling sounded familiar, Jin Heng thought about it for a moment, and then remembered that she seemed to be the skinny girl in his class who was always bullied and didn't talk much. Because she had been bullied several times, she had to change classes.
Jin Heng asked Yan Na, "Didn't she change classes?"
Yan Na spread her hands, and the expression on her face was unpredictable: "I changed classes, not schools, those people can bully her."
It could be seen that Yan Na didn't want to meddle in her own business, but she didn't leave without knowing why.
Jin Heng leaned against the wall of the corridor, hoarse and fading crying, and the sound of helplessly flapping the door. He vaguely remembered that when he was locked into the toilet by Jiang Shaolong's group, he seemed to have done something similar, but after that, he didn't waste any more effort. Because he knew that no matter how much he cried, no one would lend a helping hand, and he could only rely on himself.
Now he is out of the previous situation, but obviously, there are still many people who have not come out and are locked by the door, like a trapped beast.
The system always had a ridiculous kind of goodwill, it shouldn't mind its own business, but it couldn't help it and flew around the toilet. There were crowds of people watching the fun in twos and threes at the door. They showed sympathy and pity, but none of them dared to lend a helping hand.
The system fell on Jin Heng's shoulder, and after a long pause, he asked: [Do you know her?]
In fact, it's not an acquaintance. Although he was in the same class, he never spoke, but Jin Heng remembered the girl's name and said casually, "I know."
In a previous life, a girl in their class committed suicide by cutting her wrists at home on the eve of the college entrance examination. It seemed that it was Guan Ling. Her parents came to the school to cry and make trouble, saying that the school had killed people. The school leaders negotiated for a long time to suppress the matter.
The consciousness of the system is connected to the host, and it can read what Jin Heng is thinking, so it sways from side to side: [Then you...then you... ]
It wanted to ask Jin Heng if he could help the girl, but he felt that Jin Heng would not care.
"cannot."
Jin Heng had a high probability of being able to read the system's thoughts, and sure enough, he refused. He leaned his back against the wall, the tiles behind him were a little cold, his eyes were indifferent, and he lightly spit out two words: "Unfamiliar."
When he was bullied, no one stood up. Now that others are being bullied, why should he stand up
The system has not experienced anything. Strictly speaking, their minds are only equivalent to teenage human children. They thought for a long time: [Maybe because you didn't stand up, others didn't stand up at the beginning...]
When Jin Heng had the idea of not wanting to meddle in his own business, others had the same idea as him, so no one could be rescued.
The meaning of the system was very vague, but Jin Heng understood it. He slowly raised his eyes and raised his lips in a sarcastic arc: "Do you know that I hate people telling me big truths the most."
The system is used to being despised by the host, and it's not the first time anyway, Hen Ha Ha Ha hugged his wings and didn't speak.
Before I knew it, the class bell had rang, and the hurried voice made people panic, and the crowd watching the excitement scattered in twos and threes, only Yan Na and Jin Heng were still standing. The crying in the toilet also gradually weakened.
Yan Na lowered her head and brushed her nails, then looked up at the toilet, her brows furrowed, she seemed a little irritable, but she finally retracted her gaze and said to Jin Heng, "Let's go, it's class."
Jin Heng didn't move. After a while, he finally stood up straight, but instead of going upstairs, he walked straight into the bathroom. The door was locked from the outside.
Crying came from inside.
He estimated - he pressed down, took a few steps back, and then banged - kicked the door open, only to hear a loud bang, the door panel opened due to the force, and crouched inside - a thin girl with crying red eyes, wet body It's all water, and the hair has coagulated into pieces.
She obviously didn't expect someone to kick the door, and she was just a boy, her eyes widened in fright, she shrank back in panic, and her face was pale.
Jin Heng didn't say anything, looked at her blankly, turned and left.
When people are in a weak position, they always long for the help of others, and when others are in a weak position, they also long for their help. Right or wrong, someone has to stand up, instead of falling into endless silence and killing people with cold eyes.
Wen Yan didn't know what happened in No. 6 Middle School, and he couldn't control that much, couldn't think of such complicated reasons, but when he met with Jin Heng after school, he asked him in a strange tone: "Listen to Yan Na, do you come in? The women's toilet?"
Jin Heng: "..."