Jiang Cheng hugged his arms and stretched out his legs, which was a little unpleasant.
The few players who played on the court before were not very good. If he was wearing sneakers, it would not be a big problem to go two-on-five with Pan Zhi, but it was interesting to watch them play. Superiority.
Now, as soon as Gu Fei and his two friends came on stage, the whole atmosphere changed.
Because Gu Fei played the ball... very well. This is to put their original school. It is definitely the kind of girl who enjoys the screaming of many girls in the high school league in the city. The level of "Yes Bird" who played with him is not a good bird combination is also very good. The hooligans on the chairs in the shop played together quite nicely, making the two on their side a bit redundant.
Therefore, for Jiang Cheng, such a ball doesn't seem so superior.
He didn't have any particular dislike for Gu Fei, but he definitely didn't have a favorable impression on him. At this time, he felt that he was playing well, while he forced corrections.
"This guy is a good player," Pan Zhi said without any coherence. "How did you know him?"
"It turns out that our team is just ordinary." Jiang Cheng said.
"Yo, from your basketball team?" Before Pan Zhi could speak, Li Yan, who was next to him, spoke up, with a provocative tone in his voice, "Would you like to have the other one come down and you go up?"
Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at him: "No."
"No?" Li Yan was stunned for a while. He probably thought he would gladly take on the challenge, but he didn't expect it to be a rejection. "Why?"
"Guess." Jiang Cheng stood up and walked towards the entrance of the gymnasium.
Pan Zhi stretched his back and followed, leaving a few confused people behind.
"You nameless fire," Pan Zhi shrank his neck after leaving the gym, "Have a grudge against that kid?"
"I just came on the third day." Jiang Cheng said.
"Yes, the time is too short, and it's too late to have a relationship with someone," Pan Zhi sighed, "Anyway, you don't like who you look at now."
"You're still successful." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.
Pan Zhi laughed: "Hey, really, how did you know that person? A sophomore in high school?"
"... Neighbor." Jiang Cheng said.
"On the same floor as you?" Pan Zhi asked.
"The street next to it." Jiang Cheng replied simply.
"Ah." Pan Zhi responded.
In fact, he felt that Pan Zhi might not be able to react to this concept at once. They all grew up in closed communities. There are two types of neighbors, one from the same building and one from the community. At a glance.
On the street next to them, they have never had much contact with such neighbors.
Jiang Cheng sighed lightly, having the illusion that he was actually here to participate in Metamorphosis.
"Is there a mountain? Let's go to see the snow." Pan Zhi slapped him.
"Climbing the mountain on such a cold day? Aren't you afraid of freezing your brain, you wouldn't be able to move very well," Jiang Cheng said, "Have you ever seen snow before?"
"It's snowier than ours," Pan Zhi put his arm on his shoulder, "Cheng'er, brother will take you to get some air, why don't you change the place, what's the big deal, don't you change your parents? Well, what... this is a bit big, I want to say how... "
"Okay, let's go climb the mountain," Jiang Cheng was amused by him, and waved his arms, "What the hell is the big deal."
After playing a game, Gu Fei felt warm on his body, and the feeling of being unable to sleep for the past two days finally disappeared. He put on his jacket and looked back at the court because he finally decided to leave. Joyful person: "Thanks."
"Don't fight?" Someone asked probably out of habit.
"Want another game?" Gu Fei said.
Several people were silent, embarrassed.
Gu Fei laughed, zipping the zipper: "Let's go."
After walking out of the stadium, Liu Fan jumped twice: "It's boring, I said to go to the sports center to rent a venue to play, you have to come to your school."
"How vigorous do you want to be." Gu Fei said.
"Playing ball with high school students is a fart," Liu Fan said.
"You're only two years away from being a high school student." Li Yan gave him a sideways glance.
Gu Fei raised his middle finger and put it in front of Liu Fan: "You won me one-on-one, you can say this casually."
Several people were happy.
"Fuck," Liu Fan patted his hand away, "Go eat something, I'm hungry."
"I'm not going," Gu Fei looked at his phone, "I'm going home."
"Go back to the store?" Li Yan asked, "Isn't your mother in the store today?"
"I took Ermiao for a medical examination. I went to get the form before and made an appointment to go today," Gu Fei said. "It takes a long time for her to coax her to go to the hospital."
"Let's go to play in the evening." Liu Fan said.
"Let's talk about it," Gu Fei took out the car keys, "I'm leaving."
"Didn't you always say go and leave," Li Yan said, "I'm not used to being so enthusiastic now."
"You owe it." Gu Fei turned around and left.
When the days are boring, they pass very slowly, but if there is a little bit of energy, they can't stop it like a waterfall.
The little relaxation and pleasure that Pan Zhi brought quickly slipped away.
"You really don't take that pile of food?" Jiang Cheng stood in the waiting hall watching the scrolling messages.
"I said take it, will you go back to the hotel and bring it to me now?" Pan Zhi said.
"Don't take it seriously, I just have nothing to say." Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"Those are the ones I brought here for you to eat. I'm afraid you won't be able to find a place to buy them in a while," Pan Zhi sighed, "Tell me, should you go back on May 1, or will I come back again?"
"I'm not going back," Jiang Cheng said, "I said I won't go back again."
"I don't know anything about you," Pan Zhi said. "Then I'll come over and bring the gang from the class to play together. How about it?"
"Let's talk about it later," Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall, "I didn't know how familiar I was at first. If I haven't seen you for a few months, no one may still be willing to come here, and this is not a tourist attraction."
"Well, we'll discuss it later." Pan Zhi nodded.
The two were silent for a while, and Pan Zhi, who had been sitting the whole time, suddenly stood up and stared at Jiang Cheng.
"What!" Jiang Cheng was startled by him, and pointed at him, "Don't talk about it! I'll kick you."
"Hug." Pan Zhi opened his arms.
"Fuck." Jiang Cheng was a little speechless, and opened his arms to hug him.
"Don't forget me," Pan Zhi said, "I'm serious."
Jiang Cheng sighed softly: "I will not forget when you come to see me on May 1st."
Pan Zhi laughed: "Okay."
In the few days before the start of school, Li Baoguo cooked a total of one meal, and he was not at home for the rest of the meal time.
At first, Jiang Cheng wanted to try to cook some noodles by himself, but when he entered the kitchen, he saw a pile of pots and pans thrown in a mess and bottles of various seasonings covered with a layer of grease, and he was in no mood at all.
In the past few days, he ate all the restaurants within a mile radius of the ordering software that he was interested in seeing the names of, and finally got to school.
The day before his new head teacher called, Jiang Cheng was a little surprised.
"Your father's phone has never been answered." The head teacher said.
This was not too surprising. He had bad ears, and he was always at the poker table. Jiang Cheng passed by the downstairs where Li Baoguo was playing a few times, and every time he could hear the noise from the downstairs.
The class teacher's surname was Xu, and he sounded like an uncle. He was very enthusiastic, which made Jiang Cheng's anxiety in the new environment a little lessened.
It started snowing early in the morning on the day I went to report to the school. Indeed, as Pan Zhi said, I had never seen such heavy snow before.
Pretty cool.
When he entered the school gate, he paid attention to the students around him, and he felt that they all looked similar, but they were all high school students, and they also had many faces that he didn't know, and the sense of strangeness was particularly strong.
He also paid special attention to see if there was Gu Fei's face, but he didn't see it.
"Jiang Cheng, your name is good," Uncle Xu, the head teacher, was indeed an uncle, and he seemed to be an uncle who had been drinking in the morning, "My surname is Xu, my name is Xu Lin, your head teacher, I teach you Chinese, and everyone in the class calls me Old Xu, President Xu."
"Lao Xu... Boss." Jiang Cheng bowed slightly at him in a very orderly manner, feeling that there was something wrong with this title.
"Let's talk first. After reading the first part of the Chinese class, I'll take you there." Lao Xu pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit down."
Jiang Cheng sat down.
"There are not many people who transfer schools after the second year of high school," Lao Xu smiled. "Especially when they transferred to us... I looked at your previous transcripts, and your grades are very good."
"It's alright." Jiang Cheng said.
"It's not okay, it's very good, don't be humble," Lao Xu laughed, sighed again after laughing, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity to turn to us."
Jiang Cheng didn't say anything and looked at Lao Xu.
His former homeroom teacher had said this, but it was a pity that the resources of teachers and students and the quality of teaching there were not good... But Lao Xu also said the same thing, Jiang Cheng was quite surprised.
"I think your grades in science are better than those in liberal arts," Lao Xu said. "Why did you choose the liberal arts class?"
Jiang Cheng felt that this question was not a good answer, because both his parents wanted him to choose science, and he couldn't say the answer to this kind of second-order feeling. I feel like I'm a sparkling and colorful two.
After hesitating for a long time, he said: "I like our head teacher, he leads the liberal arts class."
"That's it," Lao Xu was stunned, "I hope you like me too. It's a little troublesome to transfer to the science class now."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng looked at his face.
Lao Xu looked at him for a while and then laughed, and he followed along for a long time, the head teacher was quite interesting.
After the prep bell rang for the first class, Lao Xu took a file bag and clipped it under his arm, then took a USB flash drive and put it in his pocket: "Come on, I'll take you to class."
"En." Jiang Cheng threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and followed him out of the office.
Listening to what Lao Xu said, No. 4 Middle School is not a good school, but the campus is quite large, but the layout of the teaching building is a bit unique. The other classes are divided into grades. The second and third grade liberal arts classes were taken out and placed in an old three-story building, with the middle of the stairs as the dividing line, the second grade on the left and the third grade on the right.
Jiang Cheng felt that he was on the verge of becoming a fan of fatalism. He could even be placed in a dilapidated building when he transferred to another school. The floor was still made of wooden planks. The old, worn-out floor made people worry about stomping both feet. You can fall directly from the third floor to the first floor.
"This building is an old building," Lao Xu introduced him. "Don't underestimate it's old age. The design is very scientific. In the classroom here, the teacher doesn't need to use the microphone or raise the voice, and the students in the back row can listen to it. Very clear."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng nodded.
"Our class is on the third floor," Lao Xu continued. "You won't be able to see very far from the top, but you can still see the playground when you look at it."
"En." Jiang Cheng continued to nod his head.
"Where is our school..." Lao Xu said as he walked, turned the corner of the stairs and glanced up and suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Gu Fei! You're late again!"
The name made Jiang Cheng's eyebrows twitch, and he looked up. A man who was walking upstairs in front of him turned his head, still holding a bag of milk in his mouth. ,
Despite the backlight, Jiang Cheng recognized at a glance that this was indeed Gu Fei, not the same name and surname.
"Mr. Xu is early." Gu Fei said vaguely with the milk in his mouth, and glanced at Jiang Cheng's face, probably like Jiang Cheng, he was no longer surprised by this kind of meeting.
"You're still shaking when you're late, why don't you climb up!" Lao Xu pointed at him, "You're so lazy when school starts!"
Gu Fei didn't say a word, turned around a few steps, walked up the stairs and disappeared into the corridor on the third floor.
This No. 4 Middle School is indeed incomparable to my previous school. At this moment, the class bells are ringing, and the teachers have entered the classroom. There are many students in the corridor who have no intention of entering the classroom at all, and are leaning on the railing to chat.
The second-year half was lazy, Jiang Cheng looked back at the third-year half, and he looked like a bird. He took another look at it carefully, but he didn't see Gu Fei who had just come up.
Lao Xu entered the classroom by the stairs, Jiang Cheng followed behind and looked at the door frame, there was a sign that read, Senior Two (8).
8, it's okay, finally there is something that makes him feel good, although he doesn't know where an 8 can make him rich.
There were also quite a few people standing in the corridor outside Class 8. Seeing Lao Xu entering the classroom, he didn't move, and seeing Jiang Cheng also entering the classroom, they probably came in because they wanted to watch.
Standing on the podium, Lao Xu looked at the dozens of people below who had been unable to quiet down, and seemed to be patiently waiting for everyone to quiet down.
During this process, Jiang Cheng had been standing on the edge of the podium, receiving all kinds of glances and whispering discussions.
He felt awkward, although if someone stared at him, he usually stared back, and "what are you looking at" didn't have any deterrent effect on him. But now that dozens of people in a class are all staring at him, he is a little dazed. If there are too many goals, he will lose his goals, and all the faces will become one piece.
The god of irritability twisted in his body, he pressed the fire and glanced at Lao Xu, who was still looking at the dozens of people who could not calm down.
He suddenly felt that there was some mistake in the judgment of the head teacher. He was not kind, he should be the kind of good man who had no deterrent to students at all.
After a while, this state had no intention of ending. Jiang Cheng, who was struggling on the edge of the outbreak, couldn't help it, and asked, "Are we going to wait for them to be silent?"
Lao Xu turned his head to look at him.
At the same time, the dozens of people who had been buzzing like a magic sound suddenly fell silent.
Once Jiang Cheng's fire broke out, it would be a little hard to control. He usually tried to control it before the fire broke out. If he couldn't control it, he would fall in love with who the fuck he was.
Now being put here and standing like two fools for at least three minutes, with dozens of people staring at him and discussing it, for him, it was like detonating a bag of explosives between his legs.
Eggs are bursting, this world does not have me.
"Okay, let me introduce..." Lao Xu smiled and clapped his hands.
"Jiang Cheng, you're a transfer student," Jiang Cheng interrupted him with a calm voice, "Can I sit?"
Lao Xu was stunned.
Someone in the classroom blew a whistle, and all of a sudden the shouting rose again, mixed with a few louder: "It's awesome!"
"Then sit down, you just sit..." Lao Xu looked at the back row, "Just there, Gu Fei, raise your hand."
From the first row to the last row, each head turned back like a drum and flowers, and Jiang Cheng's eyes followed all the way back.
I saw Gu Fei who was sitting in the last row with his feet on the edge of the table and bucket with half a dough stick in his mouth.
Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a force in his body shouting, encouraging him to write a novel called "The King of Routines - All the coincidences in this world belong to me".
Gu Fei raised his hand perfunctorily.
Jiang Cheng used to sit in the back row at school, and the seats in the whole class would be rotated once a week to ensure that everyone could sit in the front row, but every time he would switch back to the back row by himself.
He likes the back row, quiet, undisturbed, easy to sleep and slip out the back door.
But now, the back row is too uncomfortable for him to sit in.
The tables and chairs were all messed up and out of alignment, and the location was small, so the back almost hit the wall, and no one was quiet.
Chatting, playing with mobile phones, and eating fritters slowly beside him.
Jiang Cheng was a little speechless. Although he used to be at school, apart from his grades, he couldn't make the teacher comfortable, but after all, he was staying in a school that could compete with the key high schools in terms of admission rate and key rate. This kind of atmosphere was like a tea party. He really hadn't experienced it.
When he took out the book and opened it to listen to Lao Xu's lecture, he felt like a madman in the eyes of the people next to him.
Gu Fei didn't chat with anyone, he didn't sleep, he just lowered his head and put earplugs in his ears and started listening to music.
A boy at the front table began to arch the table back, and after arching, he turned his face and called out, "Da Fei."
Shake the table.
"Big fly."
Shake the table.
"Hey Dafei."
Shake the table.
"Big fly?"
Jiang Cheng stared at the words on the book, slapped the man on the head and smashed a book on the man's head to do multiple-choice questions, and finally he reached out and pulled the plug from Gu Fei's ear.
Gu Fei glanced at him, he stared at Gu Fei without saying a word.
"Da Fei, hey, Da Fei." The person in front arched the table again.
"En." Gu Fei responded, still looking at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng also looked at him indifferently.
"Lend me the camera, and I'll pay you back tomorrow." said the person in front.
"No loan." Gu Fei turned his face away.
"Fuck, don't be stingy, I'll just take two pictures." The man said.
"Go away." After Gu Fei said simply, he put on his earphones and continued listening to the music.
"Just for one night," the man arched the table again, "to pay you back tomorrow morning."
The table shook.
"Fuck, Da Fei, Da Fei..." The man continued to arch the table.
Jiang Cheng really didn't understand why he had to talk about this in class, why he had to say it while leaning over the table, why he was so persistent when he was rejected, and why Gu Fei didn't want to borrow a camera, why he had such an attitude, and why he could Endure table epilepsy.
He raised his leg and kicked the man in front of him hard.
The movement was quite loud, with a bang.
The man was kicked and slammed forward on the table.
"Fuck?" The man turned his head sharply.
The surrounding students all stared at him.
"Please don't hit the table," Jiang Cheng looked at him and said in a calm tone, "Thank you."
The man probably hasn't recovered his mind yet, he opened his mouth and didn't say anything.