The sun was scorching hot, and the sound of cicadas broke the sky.
A classroom on the second floor of Rising Sun Middle School.
Chen Mingxu stood on the podium, holding a teaching triangle to give a lecture. The shirt was soaked with sweat.
The air was hot as if it was bubbling. The fan on the ceiling was running, making a loud noise. At this high temperature, the wind blowing seems to be scalding hot.
The students at the bottom also looked drowsy.
He couldn't help being a little irritable.
"Look at the blackboard." Noticing the state of the girls sitting in the third row, Chen Mingxu frowned slightly, and the force of the ruler hitting the blackboard increased, "Did you hear me! Look at the blackboard!"
Several students who were about to fall asleep suddenly woke up, opened their hazy eyes, and forced themselves to look at the blackboard.
The girl didn't seem to hear it, but she still lowered her head and scribbled on the paper with a pencil. She has a beautiful and harmless face, which is even more cute because she is still young and a little immature.
Sitting upright, with a quiet and gentle temperament, he looks like the kind of obedient student the teacher likes most.
—Avoid the behavior that she regards the teacher on the podium as air at this time.
Chen Mingxu's brows furrowed deeper, and he continued to mutter: "One angle equals two, three equals 108 degrees—"
Seeing that the title is almost finished, she has no sign of raising her head yet. Chen Mingxu endured the anger for a long time and instantly raised his head, and slapped the triangle on the table heavily.
The plastic ruler collided with the wooden table, making a loud noise.
This sound scared the whole class to shrink at the same time, and the ensuing roar made the atmosphere stiff.
"Sang Zhi!"
Sang Zhi, who was named, raised her head and looked at Chen Mingxu for two seconds. Then he put down the pen in his hand and stood up consciously.
Chen Mingxu suppressed his temper and said, "What did I just say?"
Sang Zhi glanced at the picture on the blackboard with a calm expression: "The four corners are equal to 72 degrees."
Getting used to her appearance as a good student at all times, Chen Mingxu was not deceived again this time. He patted the table with a ruler and sneered, "I haven't talked about that yet!"
"… "
Sang Zhi began to feel a little tricky: "Then why did you call me up..."
Chen Mingxu asked back, "What do you think I called you to get up?"
Sang Zhi thought for a few seconds, then guessed, "Don't you know?"
Chen Mingxu: "..."
Sang Zhi: "Then you called me up, did you want me to teach you?"
Chen Mingxu: "?"
"I see." Sang Zhi understood and looked at the blackboard, "Because angle one is equal to angle two, so AB is parallel to CD, the two lines are parallel, and the interior angles on the same side are complementary—"
Chen Mingxu couldn't bear it any longer: "You are so powerful, do you take my position as a teacher?"
After being interrupted by him, Sang Zhi's expression became a little more dazed, her lips parted, and after a few seconds, she hesitated and said, "But I can't take your job."
"… "
The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and the whole class burst into laughter.
Chen Mingxu was furious: "Don't be noisy! Be quiet for me!"
The half-aged children were still smiling, the classroom became as noisy as a vegetable market, and a few teenagers in the back row were still laughing and coaxing—
"Teacher, I think it's okay! Let Sang Zhi lead our class!"
"Isn't it okay to not do homework?"
"Can I just not come to school!"
Chen Mingxu yelled, "Shut up!"
"Sang Zhi." Chen Mingxu looked at Sang Zhi again, his breathing became heavier, trying to keep himself from getting too complacent, and finally she was so angry that she roared, "Call your parents tomorrow!!!"
The school bell rings.
Chen Mingxu walked out of the classroom without looking back with a straight face.
It happened to be the last class, and most of the students packed up in advance and left together.
"Why did you make Chen bald again?" My friend Yin Zhenru went to her place as soon as the bell rang, "Don't you know that he likes to invite his parents when he has something to do? It's only halfway through this month, and your mother has come here twice. ."
Sang Zhi stuffed the book on the table into his schoolbag and zipped it hard: "I don't even know how I messed with him."
Yin Zhenru's eyes widened: "You don't know?"
Sang Zhi looked irritable and muttered, "Didn't I answer it?"
"Isn't your answer deliberately looking for a beating?" Yin Zhenru laughed out loud, "I can't take your job for what else. Don't talk about him, I also want to beat you."
Sang Zhi snorted: "Then you are just as unreasonable as him."
"Hey, tell me the truth." Yin Zhenru said, "Why don't you listen to the class? And you get caught all the time."
"Don't you think the bald head is hypnotizing?" Sang Zhi put on her schoolbag and yawned, "If I listen carefully and don't find something to do, then I will definitely fall asleep."
"… "
Makes sense.
Yin Zhenru was thinking about something else. Yu Guang noticed a few boys standing at the school gate. She changed the subject and mentioned another matter: "By the way, do you want to go to the bookstore?"
Sang Zhi glanced at her: "What are you going to do?"
Yin Zhenru explained: "Fu Zhengchu invited you, and there are a few men from Class 6. Let's go together."
Sang Zhi asked again: "What are you going to do?"
"Say yes," Yin Zhenru thought for a while, "Buy the Empress?"
"… "
What is the Queen's Hero
Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds: "Queen Queen Xiong?"
Yin Zhenru: "Yes, yes, are you going?"
Sang Zhi: "Don't go."
"Why?" Yin Zhenru lightly bumped her shoulder and said ambiguous, "Fu Zhengchu is quite handsome."
The two walked out of the classroom side by side.
Hearing this, Sang Zhi's expression was indescribable: "Go to the hospital to have a look at your eyes."
Yin Zhenru was not convinced: "What's wrong with my eyes? I'm not the only one who thinks he is handsome! Many people think so."
Sang Zhi nodded and suggested again, "Then you can go together in a group."
"… "
After speaking, Sang Zhi took out her cell phone from her schoolbag. Opening the text message editing window, she hesitated and sent a text message to Sang Yan: [Brother, you haven't been home for a long time. When will you come home? Can you come back tomorrow? I miss you so much TAT]
Yin Zhenru didn't pay attention to her actions and said disappointedly, "You really don't want to go?"
"Don't go."
"They're all waiting at the school gate..."
"Go if you want." Sang Zhi said absently, "I'm not in the mood today."
Yin Zhenru: "Ah, because of calling your parents? So what are you going to do? How about calling your father instead this time?"
Sang Zhi shook her head: "They don't come."
"Ah? Why?"
Sang Zhi was still staring at the phone, waiting for Sang Yan's reply: "I won't tell them."
Yin Zhenru reminded her, "but if your parents don't come, bald Chen will call them too."
"It's all right."
The next sentence "I called my brother" has not been spoken.
SMS just came in.
Sang Yan: [?]
Sang Yan: [No way.]
"… "
to the school gate.
Yin Zhenru said goodbye to her, and then walked to Fu Zhengchu's group.
Fu Zhengchu's expression faded, staring at Sang Zhi's back, knowingly asking, "Will Sang Zhi go?"
Yin Zhenru nodded: "She was scolded by the teacher and was in a bad mood."
Fu Zhengchu's eyebrows twitched: "Have you been called a parent again?"
Yin Zhenru: "Well."
"… "
This time it's almost catching up with him.
Let him put the face of this bad boy! ! ! ! !
Fu Zhengchu stayed on the spot for two seconds, then suddenly raised his foot and walked towards the school.
Another boy, Liu Weiqi, hurriedly stopped him: "Hey! Why are you going! Don't you want to buy Queen Queen?"
Hearing this, Fu Zhengchu backed away and smacked Liu Weiqi's forehead: "I told you to read more."
Liu Weiqi covered his head reflexively: "?"
"It's Empress Xiong, stupid dick."
"… "
the other side.
Sang Zhi continued to send text messages to Sang Yan—angrily scolding him for being ruthless and ruthless, completely disregarding his thirteen-year-old sister who was not yet able to take care of herself, and abandoned her in order to go to college, leaving her to fend for herself.
Waited a while.
Sang Yan did not reply to her.
Waited a while longer.
The heartless Sang Yan still did not reply to her.
Sang Zhi gave up completely, got on the bus home, and began to think about how to explain to her parents how to invite them for the third time this month when they got home.
How to say good then
It is said that the teacher was jealous because of being too good, so he was invited to the parents;
Or, his words in class caused a misunderstanding by the teacher, which made him feel a sense of crisis in his career;
Or, the weather is too hot, the teacher is too busy, and he wants to invite the parents to drink tea when he is bored...
Sang Zhi scratched his head irritably.
It doesn't seem to work.
When he looked up, he saw that he had arrived.
Sang Zhi got out of the car and walked slowly towards the house.
After entering the house and seeing the familiar environment, Sang Zhi's scalp felt numb, and she felt unable to speak.
At this moment, the voice of mother Li Ping came from the kitchen: "Just back?"
It's just Sang Zhi's nickname.
Sang Zhi responded and slowly took off her shoes. Because of this full of emotions, I didn't notice that there was a pair of sneakers on the shoe rack that I had never seen before.
Li Ping called her again: "Just, come here. Do my mother a favor."
Sang Zhi was still thinking about how to confess, and said vaguely, "What?"
"Help Mom take this plate of fruit to your brother's room." Li Ping came out of the kitchen and said, "Your brother is back—"
"Huh... huh?" Sang Zhi regained her spirits and her tone improved a bit, "Brother is back?"
"Yes."
Sang Zhi couldn't believe this unexpected development.
The overwhelming feeling of surprise came out in an instant. The ruthless and annoying Jing Sang Yan, at this moment, in Sang Zhi's heart, turned into a perfect brother image who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
Li Ping was still talking: "Be careful when you go in, your brother brought a—"
"Okay, okay!" Sang Zhi took the fruit and ran to Sang Yan's room, having no patience to listen, "I see! I'll give it to him right away!"
Li Ping's hands were empty, looking at Sang Zhi's particularly enthusiastic back today, she wondered, "What happened to this child today..."
Thinking of not having to be reprimanded by her parents, Sang Zhi couldn't help curling her lips and pushed open the door of Sang Yan's room.
The room is spacious and bright, with a lot of sunlight pouring in.
A warm scent filled his nose instantly. In an instant, the strong smell of tobacco hit his face, making his nose a bit choking, and Sang Zhi couldn't help coughing.
She frowned and scanned the room.
In the dim light, the thin man nestled on the sofa beside the computer desk, looking down at the phone. With his back to the light, his appearance was dark and gloomy. With one hand on the side of the sofa, a cigarette was tucked between his slender fingers, and it was burning with scarlet light.
The body shape is somewhat similar to Sanyan.
But unexpectedly unfamiliar.
Sang Zhi stopped and blinked hesitantly, before the word "brother" was called out.
The man raised his head.
She also saw his appearance clearly at this moment, and held her breath inexplicably.
The man's expression is dull, his facial features are sharp and clear, and his face has a smile that does not reach the bottom of his eyes. He looks gentle but difficult to approach.
Slightly upward peach eyes, light brown pupils. Eyebrows were raised, with a hint of seduction.
Completely different from her brother's dark black eyes.
I thought I would see her brother, but I saw someone I didn't know, and her brother was still missing.
For a moment, Sang Zhi's brain short-circuited, not knowing how to react.
The scene seemed to freeze.
Both of them stopped in place with no extra movement.
It didn't take long.
The man lowered his eyes again, slowly extinguished the cigarette, and looked lazy. He didn't seem to have the desire to speak, he got up in silence and opened the window to ventilate.
Seeing his actions, Sang Zhi shouted at a loss.
"… elder brother?"
Hearing this title, the man moved and raised his eyebrows. He stared at Sang Zhi, straight, peach eyes with a gentle color and a little more playfulness. Then, he curled the corners of his lips and responded in a timid tone.
"Um?"
"… "
This response was like a thunderbolt struck Sang Zhi's head.
Those unclear things were painted with clear traces by her thoughts at this moment.
Brother I haven't seen in months.
When we meet again, it will be like this.
She couldn't believe it at all, as if she was petrified, and after holding it for a long time, she could only say one word: "You, you..."
Pause for a few seconds.
Sang Zhi swallowed hard and finished the words carefully: "Have you had plastic surgery?"
"… "