This outfit of the mad primitive man is probably not the main feature. After Gu Fei took a few pictures, he asked Jiang Cheng to change his clothes.
In the back room, he found all the wooden buttons that Jiang Cheng had beaten to pieces, and put them back on the table.
Thinking about it, he rubbed his arm again, the hit on his arm was really heavy, at least it felt green, he sighed, it had been a long time since he had been beaten to leave a mark on his body, and this half semester actually let Jiang Cheng's bite is not counted as a slingshot chase.
But... he stretched, and now he's in a good mood.
Only Li Yan and Ding Zhuxin knew the details of the family affairs. He didn't want to tell anyone about this past, which would make him feel very uncomfortable, and he wasn't used to accepting sympathy and comfort from others.
But now that he told Jiang Cheng, he suddenly felt very relaxed.
I don’t know if he saw the exchange of Jiang Cheng’s secrets, or if he just wanted to talk to someone.
Jiang Cheng didn't show any obvious sympathy, and the comfort was messy, but it made people feel quite comfortable.
He wasn't teasing Jiang Cheng, he was indeed in a low mood at first, and then he was indeed listening to Jiang Cheng's so-called comfort and couldn't help but want to laugh.
"What is this?" Jiang Cheng changed his clothes and came in.
"I feel like you have to ask this question once for every outfit." Gu Fei said with a smile.
"Does Ding Zhuxin have his own brand? Is the brand just called 'something'," Jiang Cheng stretched out his arms and showed his clothes, "How should this feel?"
This suit is still burlap, and the trousers are loose trousers, but the whole trousers are cut with countless vertical slits, long and short, and when you walk, you can see the legs through the large and small slits.
The upper body is a normal blouse, but the long sleeves are cut off, and the two sleeves are wrapped around the arms like a long glove.
"It's pretty good-looking," Gu Fei raised the camera to look through the lens, "This set can make you feel very stubborn."
"Okay," Jiang Cheng turned around and walked towards the set, "Tell me what this stubbornness is like."
When Jiang Cheng turned around, Gu Fei noticed that there were also several long slits on the back of the clothes. When moving, the firm erector spinae could be clearly seen... Gu Fei cleared his throat.
Just after talking about such a tragic life experience, he turned his head and reacted to the back of others. It was really spring, and the boy was going to be in heat.
Gu Fei turned around and put on the camera, and tugged at his trousers. He was wearing thick sweatpants today, so he shouldn't be able to tell. He didn't want to go to the toilet to meditate.
The erector spinae is usually referred to as the tenderloin.
He raised the camera, and when he thought about it, his sense of beauty was lost.
"Raise your arms," Gu Fei said after standing with his hands down and taking two pictures, "both arms are raised up...not a gesture of surrender, like covering the sun..."
"Never block the sun," Jiang Cheng raised his right arm and put it in front of his forehead, "You can just say the posture of wiping sweat."
"Well, the other arm should be lowered, just up and down to expose the eyes," Gu Fei said, "Okay, don't move, I'll find the angle."
Jiang Cheng remained still: "Do you want a stubborn look?"
"Just the way you looked when you hit me with the slingshot is fine," Gu Fei adjusted the distance, Jiang Cheng's eyes always had an air of disdain, and when they stood out like this, they were very imposing and stubborn... No, but they were quite fascinating. , he cleared his throat again, bent a little, and pressed the shutter, "Very good."
"It's over?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"Lower, I'll take a full body photo with only the mouth." Gu Fei said.
"En." Jiang Cheng continued to raise his arms.
Gu Fei took a few steps back and pressed the shutter: "Turn around again, turn your face sideways, and don't need to move."
Jiang Cheng did so.
After the filming, he went out to change his clothes, Gu Fei tugged at his pants, the tenderloin tenderloin tenderloin...
The number of clothes today is similar to yesterday's, but because I have been proficient a lot, even if the time is delayed by beating people and exchanging secrets in the middle, the shooting is still earlier than yesterday.
Gu Fei drove a small steamed bun and took him to a nearby restaurant with a good taste for a bowl of ramen.
When he turned back after eating the noodles, Gu Fei didn't forget to explain again, "Remember to write a review for me."
"No," Jiang Cheng looked at the back of his head, "When did I promise to help you write?"
"You don't need to write too long, it's too long to read when you go up to read," Gu Fei said, "You don't have any experience in reviewing for the whole school, right?"
"...No," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I don't even have the experience of cleaning the toilet for a week."
"You can just sweep it, the toilet is usually cleaned," Gu Fei said, "Do you know how to sweep the floor?"
"Do you think I'm a poor young master thrown out by some big family?" Jiang Cheng felt helpless, "My family... My foster parents' family is a working family with slightly better conditions, plus my three children, do you think there is a nanny? what?"
"Is there any contact now?" Gu Fei asked.
"No," Jiang Cheng frowned, "The last time I sent all my things back to me, I haven't been in contact with you. Is there anything I can contact? Let's talk about how uncomfortable I have been in this broken place."
"Did you have a hard time?" Gu Fei smiled.
"Actually... It's okay. At first, I thought I couldn't last for a second. If I stayed for another second, I would be able to fight with Li Baoguo, but there's nothing I can do. It’s almost like living alone,” Jiang Cheng looked out of the car window, “I’m lucky to know you.”
Gu Fei tilted his head.
"Uh, I know you guys, you, Gu Miao, Jiuri..." Jiang Cheng quickly added, "Old Xu is pretty good too, and Lao Lu..."
Gu Fei laughed, and after a while he said, "I never thought that one day I would get to know someone like you. You are different from my friends and classmates."
"Really?" Jiang Cheng thought for a while, "Because I'm more handsome than you?"
"I was born here and grew up here," Gu Fei raised an arm and drew a circle around him, "I didn't leave here before high school, so I won't talk about traveling, my relatives are here, even going out for a walk. There is no chance for relatives."
"Have you never been out of this city before high school?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. To be honest, it's not too strange to say that Wang Xu and Zhoujing have never been out, but Gu Fei's temperament doesn't look like he was surrounded by this place since he was a child. The man who broke the place.
"Well, after high school, I skipped class a few times and went out to play," Gu Fei said, "I didn't go too far, I didn't have enough money, and the time couldn't be too long. The main thing was to take some photos... Oh, I also went to Father Xing once. , I don't know what to order when I go in."
Jiang Cheng laughed. After laughing for a long time, he patted his leg: "Hey, I haven't been to Father Xing before, do you know how to order something now?"
"Understood," Gu Fei smiled and looked back, "If there is a chance to go, I will teach you."
"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded solemnly.
The two of them had a good time together, and it took a while for Jiang Cheng to relax: "Have you thought about leaving here?"
"I've thought about it," Gu Fei said, "how come you haven't thought about it."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded, and the faint loss in Gu Fei's tone made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Let's see if there is a chance in the future," Gu Fei said, "When Gu Miao grows up, she is very stubborn and can't accept changes. I can't understand her a lot of times. You give her new clothes and new hats. She will be happy, but if you give her a new quilt cover, she will get angry and cut it all to pieces. The skateboard won't move, so she is about to sleep with her arms in her arms. If the wheel is broken, you can only replace the wheel. If you buy her a new board, it will go straight to the ground. Smash it until it's broken... I don't know what she can and can't accept, you see she has known Li Yan for a long time, and she doesn't really care, but she just met you once and likes it so much..."
"So that time when I told you that your sister was with me, you didn't believe it at all, did you?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Well, she won't stay with strangers," Gu Fei said with a smile, "Actually, she has a fixed route for skateboarding and is very stubborn. Even if she goes to the train station, she won't get lost. She knows how to get back from there. ...you were such a liar back then."
"I thought you were crazy at the time," Jiang Cheng also laughed, thinking about it and feeling Gu Fei's helplessness, "Can she be cured like this?"
"It's hard to make a big change," Gu Fei said. "You can only take it slowly. Maybe it will take a few years to make a little progress. You can see how good she is at skateboarding, but she can't count the addition and subtraction of two-digit numbers. I understand, anything under ten is sometimes wrong."
"Hey," Jiang Cheng touched a cigarette and lit it, "I really like her, I don't think she's weird at all, she's very handsome."
"Are you more handsome than me?" Gu Fei asked.
"Let's have some face, you should compare it with your own sister," Jiang Cheng said happily, "How can there be someone like you."
"Can't you compare? I always thought I was handsome." Gu Fei was serious.
"Yeah, yeah, you're handsome in a fancy way," Jiang Cheng raised his thumb and shook it beside him, "You're the most handsome."
"Thank you." Gu Fei said.
"No..." Jiang Cheng bit the last two words.
When he returned to Li Baoguo’s country, it was still empty, but Jiang Cheng felt that it was good, and he didn’t want to be alone with Li Baoguo. Although it wasn’t embarrassing, it was uncomfortable.
He thought of the woman from today, his own mother. He didn't even have time to ask her name, and she didn't give him a chance to ask.
I don’t know if she will go to the school to block it again, but Jiang Cheng feels a little scared when he thinks of this, and wants to jump over the wall tomorrow without leaving the door.
He went into his room, closed the door, sat down at the desk, and started writing today's homework.
No. 4 Middle School had quite a few homework, and it didn’t take much time. Jiang Cheng sometimes felt that the teacher’s homework assignments were not very scientific, and many of the key points mentioned in class did not appear in the homework.
After he finished his homework, he sent a message to Pan Zhi, asking him to take pictures of all the materials used this semester and send them over, planning to buy them.
- I will send it to you directly. Grandpa, do you have to get the highest score in the school this time in the fourth high school
-should be no problem
- As expected of my grandfather, I like this confidence
Jiang Cheng doesn’t really care about the score or the ranking. What he cares about is how much he can really write and how much he really understands. After that, the score is the score. Of course, the higher the better, after all, a scholar This kind of title has already spread, and some people will even use it to ridicule him. A high score can make all these people shut up.
Jiang Cheng put away his homework and began to prepare for review.
He opened the book, looked at the notes and said in a low voice, "Now Xueba Jiang Cheng is going to start reviewing from English. He always has a plan for reviewing... It is easy to establish a mentality of 'everything is under control' by starting with the best subject. Status... ok now let's keep quiet and see what's in his brainwaves..."
At night, he read a book and saw a little Jiang Cheng before he went to bed, but when he woke up the next day, he was in good spirits. Maybe it was because he hadn’t read in such a quiet way for a long time, as if he had returned to the rhythm of life he was accustomed to.
When he reached the intersection, he glanced at Gu Fei's house, but he didn't see Gu Fei. According to the time when Gu Fei went to school, he should have not even got up from bed by now.
His biological mother didn't block him at the school gate, which made Jiang Cheng heave a sigh of relief, but he still thought about finding time to ask Li Baoguo, he had to solve this problem, and he was worried about losing his hair every day.
He's so handsome, he can't be bald.
Gu Fei was late for one class, and it took ten minutes for the second math class to enter the classroom from behind. Jiang Cheng was listening to the class while writing a review.
When Gu Fei sat down beside him, he glanced at Gu Fei and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy between the two of them.
Maybe it's because they have more contact than others, maybe they know more secrets than others, maybe it's the feeling that they both had "it was an accident but lucky to know you" yesterday...
"This afternoon's game may be a little difficult," Gu Fei whispered, "I just saw foreign aid outside, class 7."
"Are you really looking for foreign aid?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, "It's too shameless."
"I guess there are two. I have played with them before, and I have black hands. Be careful in the afternoon," Gu Fei said.
"Well, does the referee care?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Don't worry about it, it's fine as long as the game is exciting." Gu Fei said.
"Then we..." Jiang Cheng was interrupted by the teacher on the podium before he could finish speaking.
"Jiang Cheng, you were chatting quite lively, come up and do this question." The teacher looked at him with a displeased expression.
The math teacher often asks people to come up to do the questions, so everyone in the math class is still relatively restrained. After all, no one wants to go up to pick up a piece of chalk and stand stupidly for a few minutes and be scolded.
Jiang Cheng stood up and slowly walked towards the podium while looking at the questions on the blackboard.
Gu Fei glanced at his desk, but he didn't open the book, only one unfinished review was placed on the desk.
Is it time to show the ability of a scholar
Jiang Cheng went up to the podium, took a piece of chalk, pressed it on the podium, and then decided to continue reading the topic there.
"Why, do you want to take a Chinese class? Can't understand the question?" the teacher said with his arms crossed.
"The last session was a Chinese class," Jiang Cheng said.
There was a low laugh in the class.
When the teacher was about to get angry, Jiang Cheng began to answer questions on the blackboard.
Judging from a scumbag like Gu Fei, he didn’t know what the question was about or what it was going to do. He just watched Jiang Cheng write while typing a draft on the blackboard next to him, and he answered the question in no time. When it was over, he finally wiped the draft very seriously before turning around and walking down the podium.
Jiang Cheng's chalk writing was very ugly, even uglier than pen writing. At first glance, it was an adopted word, but from the teacher's expression, it could be seen that he answered the question perfectly.
"It's time to practice your words," the teacher said.
"...This is already practiced." Jiang Cheng said.
The whole class suddenly burst into laughter, and the teacher was stunned for a long time before knocking on the podium: "Quiet! Do you all want to come up and do the questions when you are so excited?"
"I thought you kept writing reviews, but you couldn't do it." Gu Fei lowered his head and took out his phone, and clicked on the mentally retarded love elimination.
"I've been playing mentally handicapped games and I can write it." Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei laughed for a while: "This face is not smaller than mine."
I originally wanted to play ball after school to warm up for the afternoon, but the dean blocked the door.
Everyone has to clean the toilet first.
If the circumstances were less serious, some of the staff toilets would be cleaned up, and if the circumstances were serious, such as Jiang Cheng and Ying Cao, they had to sweep into the student toilets where the door and breathing were wrong.
Jiang Cheng usually held his breath when he went to the toilet, and urinated quickly withdrew. Today, he was able to experience the smell of this toilet.
Every one of them goes to the toilet so casually, and usually takes pride in their ability to urinate steadily and accurately. I don't know why when I go to the school toilet, someone always urinates outside the urinal.
Jiang Cheng took a mop out from the toilet door where the cleaning supplies were kept, and the other mop was immediately grabbed into his hand by the other, and the men who went in again could only take the rag.
Jiang Cheng couldn't bear to look at the sad expression on his face that was about to die heroically when he was holding the rag.
Mopping the floor was relatively easy. After all, there was no direct contact with his hands. Jiang Cheng and the other one started to bury their heads in mopping the floor. Originally, at this time, due to the virtues of the poor, they should be fighting with each other, but at this moment, he could barely breathe. very cruel...
There were still a few students in the toilet, and those who saw them mopping the floor and wiping the walls were shocked at first, and then began to laugh.
"What are you laughing at!" The dean stood at the door. "If you think it's fun, you can go for them! Or just fight here, and I'll find you a mop."
Jiang Cheng was also mopping the floor at home, slowly mopping the floor a few times to play with his mobile phone. This was the first time in his life that he was mopping the floor with such dedication and speed.
When he was dragged to the door of the innermost toilet, the door opened.
He was about to move the mop away when the man inside stepped on it.
Jiang Cheng stood up straight and glanced at this man.
do not know.
"God pitcher, it's such a coincidence," the man looked at him with a smirk, "Isn't the hand strength developed by dragging the toilet? I didn't expect it."
Jiang Cheng tugged at the mop. The boy stepped on it very hard, and he didn't pull it out after he tugged it twice. He looked at the man's feet: "Move the hooves."
"Do you think you're pretty cool?" The man continued with a disgusting smile.
Jiang Cheng didn't want to speak in this environment, so he held on to the mop without making a sound, just looked at him.
"In the fourth middle school, I want to talk about basketball," the man pointed to his face. "It's not your turn."
Jiang Cheng has always felt that sometimes he is quite a middle schooler. Although he enjoys it and doesn't want to change, but today, in this toilet, looking at the man who came out of the last box of the toilet in front of him, he has a whole new understanding. - There are also 20% of them.
"I usually speak directly and don't hold basketballs." Jiang Cheng said, enduring the fact that this man pointed at him.
"Do you think you're funny?" The man was obviously upset, and poked his finger on his shoulder again, "Stupid."
This poke happened to hit Jiang Cheng's switch.
He raised his hand, grabbed the mop rod, and yanked it hard, pulling the mop out of the boy's feet.
The man immediately leaned back, staggered and took a few steps back. He leaned against the wall to avoid falling into the squatting pit. After he came back to his senses, he immediately rushed up with an angry face: "Fuck you..."
"Don't keep fucking around." Jiang Cheng pointed forward with the mop stick and pressed it against the man's throat, forcing him to stop suddenly.
It's so humid in spring, how come everyone is like a cannonball.
Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly, grabbed his collar, and suppressed his voice so as not to be heard by the dean who was standing outside: "Class 7, right? You want to talk with the ball, right? I'll wait for you to tell me in the afternoon. ."
After letting go of his hand, this person still wanted to move, Jiang Cheng immediately shouted at the door: "Director! I'm done dragging, can I leave!"
"I'll check!" The dean came in.
The man could only stare at him, tugged on his clothes and turned to go out.
After coming out of the toilet, Wang Xu and Gu Fei were waiting outside.
As soon as he saw him coming out, Wang Xu greeted him: "Did you meet Hu Jian just now?"
"Hu Jian?" Jiang Cheng almost wanted to remind Wang Xu that he was from Fujian, but after being stunned, he realized that the boy's name was Hu Jian, "Well, what's wrong?"
"When he first came out, there was a lot of fire," Wang Xu said. "There's a good show in the afternoon."
"It's alright," Jiang Cheng said, "No matter how much drama there is, it's better to win one."
"That's a good thing to say!" Wang Xu gave him a thumbs up, "Let's go, go to the court of the technical school next to you to practice secretly, I told my friends over there that I will reserve a court for us."
A group of people walked out of the school gate, discussing as they walked.
Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei walked side by side at the end, tacitly and silently listening to Wang Xu excitedly talk about tactics.
What is there to understand in silence? Jiang Cheng felt that his own thinking was a bit miraculous.
"I can't mark people this afternoon," Wang Xu said. "They have foreign aid, at least one, maybe two..."
"It's okay not to stare at people, but you have to look at us," Gu Fei said, "Class 7 is not as good as Class 5, even if there is foreign aid, it may not be able to cooperate with each other. After all, we have practiced together for so long..."
"That's right! Our cooperation is very good now," Wang Xu waved his hand. "What shall we do in the afternoon?"
"Do your best to keep me and Brother Cheng scoring goals." Gu Fei said.
After saying this, everyone lost their voices and turned to look at Gu Fei together.
Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"Me and..." Gu Fei cleared his throat and pointed at Jiang Cheng, "He."