Jiang Cheng was drowsy all morning, listening to the teacher's lecture in his ears. The teachers in the fourth middle school were all at the level of the old monk chanting. Except for Lao Lu, who would scold and refresh people, other teachers, including Lao Xu, were all absent. Go forward all the way in a circumflex, and fall asleep as you go.
In this very comfortable season when the weather is starting to get colder, the only people who can stay in class without chatting are Jiang Cheng and Yi Jing.
Oh no, Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei, who was immersed in notes, and Gu Fei.
By the way, Wang Xu, who can accurately find Yi Jing's back, can be accurately found out of about 10,000 backs.
After school at noon, Jiang Cheng lied on the table and closed his eyes: "Call me in twenty minutes."
"Yeah." Gu Fei replied and closed his notebook.
"Hey Dafei, Dafei," Zhou Jing packed up his things and turned his head, "Da..."
Gu Fei looked at him.
"Are you wearing Jiang Cheng's clothes?" Zhou Jing asked.
Jiang Cheng raised his head, feeling that "I can't wait for this person to stop talking immediately".
"No." Gu Fei said.
"Isn't it?" Zhou Jing hesitated, "I seemed to see him wearing it last week."
"Same style." Gu Fei said.
"...Oh," Zhou Jing hesitated, "It's not new, I haven't seen you before..."
"Go away." Gu Fei interrupted him briefly.
Zhou Jing sighed and stood up: "I can't talk anymore, it's almost impossible."
When class was in class, it was as if the world was gone, and the teacher's voice seemed to float back from outside the five elements. Now that get out of class is over, you can take a nap on your stomach with peace of mind, and Jiang Cheng can't sleep anymore.
But he was still very strong and kept his eyes closed until Gu Fei said "twenty minutes" next to him. He opened his eyes and wiped away the tears that made his face full of tears because he was sleepy and unable to sleep.
"Did you fall asleep?" Gu Fei asked.
"Ah," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I'm so sleepy that I'm almost blind."
"Then you're still lying on your stomach, I think your eyelids are almost catching up with your wings," Gu Fei smiled, pushing the notebook in front of him, "Do you think this works? No, you can quickly ask the teacher."
Jiang Cheng opened the notebook and felt a clear stream.
He started to take notes in junior high school. After several years, he saw such neat and neat writing in his notebook for the first time.
Gu Fei's scumbags take notes regardless of importance. Anyway, what was written on the blackboard or what the teacher said repeatedly, he wrote them down, and he had to pick out the key points when he looked at it.
But there is one thing he admires. Gu Fei's handwriting is not only good, but also fast. It is not a small project to memorize the notes so indiscriminately.
"You're pretty good," Jiang Cheng said, "I have to use abbreviations and notations to take notes, or I can't remember them."
"Nonsense," Gu Fei said, "I just remember it, don't worry about it."
"You didn't take classes so seriously when you grew up." Jiang Cheng stood up and stretched.
"Well," Gu Fei also stood up, and the two of them walked out together, "With Xueba, you can experience a lot of magical things."
"Then..." Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "Are you tired? Is it annoying to take notes?"
"Not bad." Gu Fei said.
Jiang Cheng didn't talk about the content related to class and review, but he could feel that Gu Fei was different from other students. Even if the normal students didn't listen to anything, just taking a note would feel annoying all morning, such as Pan. Wisdom kind of genuine scum.
Not to mention making Pan Zhi take notes all morning like Gu Fei, he can fall asleep on the penholder for only one class.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng felt unwilling and distressed for a while.
Watching Gu Fei bury his hope and walk along the road of the people in the steel factory, the feeling of standing on the side helpless made him feel uncomfortable.
Whenever he savored Gu Fei's helplessness, his mood would sink all the way to the end.
"What do you have for lunch?" Gu Fei asked.
Jiang Cheng took back his thoughts of running away and pondered for two minutes before answering: "I don't know."
"It's so sad." Gu Fei sighed.
"I feel hungry, but I don't know what I want to eat," Jiang Cheng rubbed his stomach, "Why don't I eat something high-quality."
"Pizza across from?" Gu Fei laughed.
"Hey don't," Jiang Yan sighed, "Wang Er's pie is much better than that."
After discussing for a long time, they finally went to the entrance of Gu Miaoqian Primary School and had a meal of mutton noodles.
Although it is only mutton noodles, from the appearance and price, it is more in line with Jiang Cheng's high-grade requirements.
This mutton noodle Jiang Cheng has passed by many times, and every time he thinks it is a bar. He also wondered that this small broken city is really awesome. It can allow the bar to open to the entrance of the elementary school. The bar is quite differently named Big Big Wolf...
"This place will come this time," Jiang Cheng sighed when the noodles came out, "It's too expensive, twenty yuan! Didn't you feel it when I just pulled you to figure it out?"
"I didn't feel it, I thought you gave me the whole clothes," Gu Fei smiled, "Actually the price is not bad, the meat is quite a lot, originally I wanted to give you another meat supplement, but I used my brain recently. Excessive, when I saw that the meat was okay, I was not willing to add it."
"Yeah! You can't bear to add more and say what price is okay?" Jiang Yan laughed for a long time, then stretched out his voice and sighed, "Hey...When I go to work in the future, I will take you to eat 800 yuan. The bowl of flour, plus two hundred yuan of meat."
"Okay," Gu Fei nodded seriously, "I'm not Chinese if I don't give it to you."
The two had fun again.
When I returned to Gu Fei’s store, Gu Fei’s mother was sitting next to the cash register, and she looked a little unwell. She usually said in a loud voice that Jiang Cheng, you’re here, today. After a glance at them, he continued to sit in a daze.
"Have you eaten?" Gu Fei asked her.
"I've eaten," she replied, her voice also weak, "Take Er Miao to eat a rolled rice, she has to eat that stuff, it's cool, and my stomach hurts right now."
"You go back," Gu Fei raised his hand and touched her forehead. "How do you feel that you have a fever?"
"No," she stood up, grabbed the small bag placed under the table, and walked to the door of the store, "Don't worry about me, you are tired and I am tired."
"Goodbye, Auntie," Jiang Cheng looked at her back, then turned to look at Gu Fei, "What's wrong with your mother?"
"There are occasional convulsions," Gu Fei sat down and opened the cash register to look at the money. "I was beaten by my new boyfriend yesterday. I'm in a bad mood."
"...Is that the one who rode the motorcycle I saw last time?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I don't know," Gu Fei curled his eyebrows, "I'll go and clean up that kid one more time." (End of this chapter)