At this moment, there were students coming and going around, they didn't dare to stop for fear of being hurt, and they couldn't help but want to see the excitement.
Some students who were confused by the questions automatically put Yu Fan's words into their minds and did a reading comprehension, and the meaning they got was roughly "Take another look and see if I can take your eyeballs off".
The two girls caught in the middle looked at each other and immediately decided to run away.
But before them, the boy behind him moved first.
He raised his hand, hooked the shoulder strap of the schoolbag with his thumb, and walked towards Yu Fan calmly under the surprised and frightened eyes of everyone.
Yu Fan stared at him expressionlessly, saw him coming, got up slowly—
"If you don't go home after school, what are you doing here?!"
A tone-deaf voice interrupted the meeting.
Yu Fan's eyelids twitched, and he tilted his head and glanced behind the man. Before he saw him, he saw a bright Mediterranean Sea first.
"..." The energy he had just tensed up instantly dissipated, and he sat back lazily.
The man obviously recognized the voice and stopped in his tracks.
A middle-aged man with a slightly short build and a dark blue briefcase in his hand came from the school gate. As he walked, he stared at the students watching the excitement, and the people around him disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The person who came was the dean of their school. When he saw the person causing the commotion, he raised his eyebrows: "Yu Fan? Why is it you again! School hasn't started yet, what are you doing at school?"
Yu Fan first glanced back at the milk tea shop, and then at him: "Is this shop sold by the school?"
"..." The dean was dumb for two seconds, and then stared again after seeing his face clearly, "And what's going on with your face? You got into a fight again, right?"
"It fell."
"Don't fool me, where can you fall like this?"
Yu Fan thought for a while: "It's not far away, may I take you to see it?"
The dean took a deep breath.
After so many days off, and just after another good year, he almost forgot the pain in his chest from Yu Fan's anger.
"You wait, I will find your head teacher when school starts tomorrow."
He pointed at Yu Fan and finished speaking before turning his head to look at another student standing beside him.
For a moment, Yu Fan thought he was watching a Sichuan opera to change his face.
"Jing Shen, are you ready to go home?" The dean smiled cordially.
Seeing that the short-looking classmate finally looked away from his face, Yu Fan lowered his eyes and responded nonchalantly: "Yes."
The dean patted him on the shoulder: "Wait a minute, I happen to have something to ask you, so you go back to school with me first."
After finishing speaking, when the dean looked over again, his eyebrows furrowed again: "And you! If you have nothing to do, go home quickly, don't wander around like a bastard!"
Yu Fan raised his hand, shook it perfunctorily, and waved goodbye to the dean.
Students around: "..."
Do you think this guy doesn't look like a gangster in any way
Watching the dean leave, Yu Fan was about to turn his head when the person who was going back to school with the dean suddenly turned around.
Yu Fan raised his eyebrows, raised his hand that was about to be put down, and gave him an international friendly gesture generously.
This is what Wang Luan saw when he came back.
Panting, Wang Lu'an put the packing box on the table, and asked anxiously, "Why did Fat Tiger come out? Didn't he come to catch you? What did you say?"
The dean's name is Hu Pang, and Wang Lu'an calls him Fat Tiger in private.
"Say hello," Yu Fan glanced at him, "Why are you running? Didn't pay?"
Wang Lu'an breathed a sigh of relief, and sat next to him: "I felt that you were going to fight someone on the other side of the road just now, why don't you run faster? Hey, who provoked you just now? There is a tree blocking it, and I didn't See clearly..."
Wang Lu'an looked towards the gate of the school while talking, and only caught a fleeting figure.
He froze for a moment, then blurted out, "Chen Jingshen?"
Yu Fan: "You know him?"
"Isn't it just the one in class one..." Wang Lu'an paused, "You don't know him?"
After receiving Yu Fan's look at the fool, Wang Lu'an remembered that his brother had been in the same class for three semesters, and he probably didn't even remember the names of the students in the class.
but-
"Do you still remember that you read the self-criticism six times in front of the whole school last semester?"
Yu Fan was silent for a while: "I don't remember."
"Then think about it carefully," Wang Lu'an said, "every time you finish the review, it's his turn to accept the award and give a speech."
"..."
Where do you get so many awards
"There is also the grade list, his name is always on the first... Oh, you don't know it's normal, and you don't look at it."
Oh, honor student.
Yu Fan understood, no wonder it was so annoying to watch.
Wang Luan was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He buried his head in eating a few mouthfuls of barbecue, and then remembered to ask, "Why did Chen Jingshen provoke you just now?"
"It's nothing." Yu Fan lowered his head and played with his phone, "Can you eat quietly?"
"It's too spicy, I have to open my mouth slowly."
Wang Luan glanced at the people around him, and then he was startled, and stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve: "Fuck, what happened to your hand? Why did you make a scratch? Didn't you see the injury just now?"
Yu Fan didn't raise his head: "It was careless."
Wang Lu'an saw that he looked like a normal person, he was shocked and said: "It's possible to be careless, such a long cut... Doesn't it hurt you?"
"Come on, stretch out your hand, and I'll give you a few blows." Wang Lu'an said, blowing on the back of his hand twice.
Yu Fan pushed his head away, "...don't be disgusting."
He really didn't feel any pain. Although the wound was long, it was shallow. Maybe it was because he didn't enjoy the fight just now, and he even had such a delicate and subtle sense of refreshment when the blade broke the flesh.
Quite strange. Yu Fan stared at the back of his hand for a few seconds, and when he looked back at the phone, the giant snake he was controlling had hit the edge of the phone, and the game was over.
He closed it without interest, got up and said, "I'm going back."
"It's so early?" Wang Lu'an said, "There's no one in your house, it's so boring to go back, why don't you go to my house? I just bought a few new game cartridges."
"No." Yu Fan flatly refused. He had just finished a fight with someone, and his body was completely dirty, and there was still a faint smell of blood in his nasal cavity. He wiped his nose lightly and said, "Let's go."
The weather in Nancheng in February is changeable, the sun is still out in the afternoon, and it will be rainy after a while.
Yu Fan buttoned up his hoodie, put his hands in his pockets, turned left and right, and finally walked into an old street.
Dilapidated small shops, low-rise buildings, shops selling second-hand mobile phones, and a remix version of some unlucky song.
Yu Fan turned into the old community on the side of the street, and saw a pickup truck parked at the entrance of the corridor, several movers were carrying furniture upstairs, and two middle-aged women were standing behind the truck chatting.
Yu Fan took a look at the blocked corridor, and simply stepped aside, planning to wait until the family moved in before going in.
The two people beside the car didn't notice that there was someone behind them, and they chatted enthusiastically.
"In the future, if you have anything to do, you can just go upstairs to find my sister. Our environment is a bit poor, but there is a strong sense of humanity. The neighbors live close to each other, and everyone who can help with small things will help."
"Thank you sister, I made some dumplings, and I will deliver them door to door after I have cleaned up the house."
"Why are you being polite... Oh yes, don't go to room 201."
"Ah? What's the answer?"
"It's nothing," the man hesitated, and lowered his voice, "That household is not a good thing for father and son! The man's wife ran away, drinking and gambling every day, and only came back every three or five days. He is also a social scum who makes trouble all day long and is ignorant! In the early years, the father and son fought at home every day, and the movement scared me so much that I didn't dare to go out all day... "
"Mom!" A childish voice came from the dilapidated iron gate of the community.
The little girl wrapped in clothes into a ball hopped over with the lollipop she had just bought. Maybe it was because the equipment was too bulky, and she turned into a crutch when she hopped and hopped. Before taking a few steps, she tripped over her front foot, and her small body fell straight to the ground—
Yu Fan bent down quickly with sharp eyes and hands, hooking her index finger around the little hat behind her cotton jacket.
The little girl was held firmly, and she leaned into the air, holding the candy tightly in her hand, with a dazed and cute expression.
The woman's heart was about to jump out, so she hurried forward to check the situation. She knelt down and hugged her daughter into her arms, and after confirming that it was all right, she raised her head and said gratefully: "Thank you..."
The other party had already turned around and went upstairs, but she only saw a tall and thin figure from the back.
The social scum returned home, threw aside the bread he bought along the way, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
When he came out, the phone on the table was buzzing non-stop, and there was no one at home, so Yu Fan went to the table and picked up the phone, looking at it while wiping his hair.
[Wang Lu'an: Do you copy your winter vacation homework? Send you a copy?]
[Wang Lu'an: Why don't you just write a few words to deal with it, or you'll have to report on the blackboard tomorrow, why bother?]
[Wang Lu'an: Where are people?]
[Wang Lu'an: Damn, I just saw a message in the school group, saying that the education bureau is strictly catching up, and the top classes in our school are not allowed to run, and they are about to disperse, and those top students are going to be scattered into our ordinary classes.]
[Wang Lu'an: I don't know if there will be new students in our class.]
[Wang Lu'an: By the way, there will be an opening ceremony at 8:00 tomorrow morning, and we will gather in the classroom at 7:40, so don't be late.]
[Wang Lu'an:? ? ?]
Yu Fan took a bite of the bread and typed slowly.
[-:Send me.]
[Wang Lu'an: What?]
[Wang Lu'an: You finally returned, I thought you were blocked again.]
[-:Operation.]
A dozen documents were sent from the opposite side.
[-:so much?]
[Wang Lu'an: You can just copy Qinako's homework, and the other teachers don't care about you anyway.]
[Wang Lu'an: No, did you see what I said earlier? There's a new classmate coming to the class!]
Yu Fan rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a long time before finding a working pen.
[-: I see it, but I'm not interested.]
At eight o'clock the next day, Yu Fan stood in front of the closed school gate, listening to the athletes' march played inside.
He took out his phone and looked at it.
[Wang Lu'an: Brother, the whole school is standing in the playground, the principal is already in place, how about you?]
[-:over slept.]
[Wang Lu'an: So what to do, the school gates are closed right now. It's not good for you to climb the wall when the flag is raised, right?]
Going in at this moment is no different from raising the flag directly.
Without even thinking about it, Yu Fan replied, "Call me after the flag raising is over".
He threw his cell phone into his pocket, planning to find a place to pass the time, and then go in after everyone dispersed. When he looked up, he met the person at the other end of the school's iron gate.
Hu Pang put his hands behind his back and asked him with concern: "Why go?"
What is today's unlucky day
Yu Fan was silent for two seconds: "Raise the flag."
Hu Pang nodded, and opened the small door on the right side of the iron gate: "Come in."
"..."
Hu Pang seemed to be afraid that he would run away, and followed him all the way from the back of the crowd to the sophomore line.
All the teachers and students in the school had already lined up on the playground, and the students in the back row couldn't help but take a second look when they saw him pass by.
Yu Fan turned a blind eye to these gazes, and walked in front of Hu Pang casually.
"You have a stinky face early in the morning," Hu Pang said, "Why, did I keep you from playing truant?"
"No," Yu Fan was so sleepy that his expression remained expressionless, "I will definitely smile more when the flag is raised later."
"..."
Hu Pang didn't bother to talk to him, pointed to the team a few steps away and said, "Your class is here, hurry up and stand up! I'll report to your head teacher about being late later."
"Remember that the team is arranged according to height, you find a good position yourself, and the school photography department will take pictures later!"
Hu Pang left after throwing his words, and Yu Fan walked to the end of the line he pointed to and stood still, bowed his head and yawned.
The family who had just moved into the building lived above him, and the noise of furniture moving continued until three o'clock in the middle of the night.
He didn't sleep well in that house, and would wake up with a start at the slightest movement, so he was forced to stay up all night.
He was about to sleep while standing up, when he heard a harsh "boom" sound from the speaker on the rostrum, which was the sound of the microphone falling to the ground.
This sound made Yu Fan's ears hurt. He raised his head irritably, trying to see which school leader couldn't even hold the microphone—
He met the back of his head.
At this moment, Yu Fan was a little confused.
There is a tradition in their school that classes are arranged according to height, and Yu Fan is the tallest in their class, so every time he is always at the bottom of the line, and Wang Lu'an is the one who stands next to him.
Yu Fan looked at the back of the man in front of him.
His shoulders were broad, his hair was neatly cut, and his school uniform jacket was shiny white and smelled like laundry soap.
In contrast, Wang Lu'an's yellow and old school uniform jacket with "Nancheng No. 7 Middle School, I am the craziest" written on the back looks like it was picked up from a trash can.
So, who is this
In the next moment, the other party turned around as if hearing his question.
Because of being too sleepy, Yu Fan was a little slow to react. He looked at those emotionless eyes for a long time before he realized that he had seen this face that deserved to be punched.
It was the one who wanted to ask him for a fight yesterday.
What's the name Chen
Before Yu Fan could figure it out, the other party moved first.
I saw Chen Heshen suddenly turned sideways and made way to the side, leaving a space between them.
Yu Fan wanted to check if he was in the wrong team, but when he saw this, he copied his pocket with one hand, and said coldly, "Are you looking for something..."
"The short ones stand in front."
The other party's words directly silenced Yu Fan.