Wait For Me After School

Chapter 32

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It was Wang Lu'an who first discovered that Yu Fan was studying.

He brought the paper and pen, and planned to talk to Chen Jingshen after class. Unexpectedly, he turned his head and saw two heads put together.

To be precise, Yu Fan unilaterally approached, while Chen Jingshen still sat upright.

Yu Fan's arms were bent on the table, his chin rested lazily on it, and his head was a little tilted. From Wang Lu'an's point of view, he is almost stuck to Chen Jingshen's shirt sleeve.

Wang Lu'an wanted to hold back and ask after class, but he waited and waited until he couldn't hold back, so he took out his mobile phone and sent Yu Fan a message.

[Wang Lu'an: Fan, tell me, secretly studying behind my back, is it just pointing to a strong counterattack during the midterm exam, surpassing my ranking, and killing me by surprise?]

[-:...]

[-:roll.]

[Wang Lu'an: But why do I feel that your relationship with Xueba has improved in the past two days.]

[Wang Lu'an: Oh no, it seems that it was pretty good before. You sent him back at KTV back then...]

[Wang Lu'an: But it seems to be better now.]

What the hell are you talking about.

Just for the midterm exam.

When the exam is over, he will cross the river and demolish the bridge, dismantle the mill and kill—

"Understand?" Chen Jingshen asked.

Yu Fan threw the phone back, frowning bitterly upon hearing the words.

Chen Jingshen had already spoken in detail enough, but at this time he said that he didn't understand, which made him appear to be in a daze.

"understood."

Chen Jingshen looked down at him.

Afraid of missing a step, Yu Fan listened very carefully, unknowingly crossed the middle line between the two desks, and grabbed his hair with his other hand irritably because he didn't understand the question.

The hair is dense and black and looks soft.

After a few seconds, no sound was heard, and Yu Fan raised his head belatedly.

"..." He grabbed his hair a little harder, "What are you looking at? Don't look at me, look at the question."

Chen Jingshen opened his eyes, and re-disassembled the problem just now.

Yu Fan: "Why? I said I understood."

"Yeah." Chen Jingshen said, "I want to talk about it again."

"..."

Yu Fan looked back at the question awkwardly: "It's up to you."

For several nights in a row, as soon as nine o'clock, Yu Fan could receive a message from Chen Jingshen that "sent the wrong message".

Chen Jingshen held his mobile phone casually, and there were many videos sent over, and Yu Fan saw a lot of things other than the question bank papers.

Chen Jingshen's desk, pen container and even the desk lamp are all in gray tones, and there are no other objects on the desk except paper, pen and earphones.

When he was doing the questions, he would reveal a little of his clothes, sometimes in black, sometimes in gray and white checks, coupled with his cold and deep voice. The whole video feels cold and cold.

Chen Jingshen didn't say that he sent the message by mistake, and Yu Fan didn't ask, the two of them tacitly chatted out many pages of chat records.

The day before the midterm exam, Yu Fan came out of the shower, picked up his phone but didn't see the message.

He raised his eyebrows and checked the time, nine fifteen.

He sat down on the chair lazily, picked up the towel on his shoulders and wiped the ends of his hair. His gaze stayed on Chen Jingshen's WeChat profile photo for a few seconds, and then he clicked in. The message was still on yesterday.

Why are you late

Yu Fan opened the dialog box, and just typed a word before suddenly reacting, and quickly deleted it.

No... stupid.

Chen Jingshen never promised to send him video lectures at nine o'clock every night.

Yu Fan grasped the phone and realized it later, he seemed to take it for granted.

Chen Jingshen has no obligation to teach him questions online every day. There is no agreement, no transaction between them, and it is not the kind of relationship where they can chat every day.

He threw the phone on the table, opened the pen cover with one hand, brushed back the hair on his forehead, and opened the exercise book.

Let's learn by himself, anyway, he can roughly understand the analysis of some simple questions below—

"Buzz."

Yu Fan put down his pen, thinking that you were twenty minutes late, and turned on the phone with a blank expression—

[Someone in Nancheng No. 7 Middle School's sub-group @you.]

[Zuo Kuan: @王卢安, @- playing games? The second-class second-class mobile game chicken.]

[Wang Lu'an: I'm here, wait for me.]

[Zhang Wenjing: Are you not studying tonight?]

[Wang Lu'an: I thought about it carefully, I have been working hard for two weeks, and this night is not bad. Besides, if I still fail this test, then tonight will be my last night of freedom!]

[Zuo Kuan: Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and sign up. What about Yu Fan? @-]

Yu Fan scratched the chat history in boredom, and was about to type when the phone suddenly vibrated, and a pop-up window popped up on the top of the screen—

[s invites you to make a video call.]

Yu Fan was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to react.

He sat up straight suddenly, stared at the screen and waited for a while, the invitation was still there, but the other party didn't hang up.

After a few more seconds, he quickly grabbed the messy hair that had just been washed before picking up the video.

Chen Jingshen was standing on the table with his mobile phone at an odd angle. He seemed to have just taken a shower, and when he was connected, he lowered his head and was wiping his hair.

Yu Fan stared at the person on the screen, feeling a little awkward in his heart.

They were still sitting together two or three hours ago, so why did they go home and start a video at night, it was just, wow, weird.

"...What are you doing?" Yu Fan quickly adjusted his expression and asked indifferently.

Hearing the sound, Chen Jingshen raised his head and glanced at him.

Yu Fan held the phone very close, revealing the lower half of his eyes and a part of his collarbone.

Chen Jingshen opened his eyes, and asked calmly: "I found a few question types, and you will be late to watch after the recording. Can you make a video?"

You have called all the time, and you still ask this

Yu Fan went to the discussion group and replied "No", then found something to stand up the phone.

Thinking the screen was small, he moved the phone very close: "Okay. Tell me."

After the last question was finished, Yu Fan stretched his waist and reflexively wanted to lie down and sleep, only to realize that he was not in the classroom.

He moved himself out of the camera and glanced at the screen again.

Chen Jingshen seemed to say that he was tired. He picked up the glass and took a sip of water, his Adam's apple rolled a few times as he swallowed.

"Where else can't?"

Yu Fan came back to his senses, and moved half of his face back to the camera, lowering his eyes in a casual look: "It's gone. It's dead."

"good."

There was a moment of silence in the video.

Yu Fan's fingers rested on the hang-up button for a long time, and finally moved away.

"Chen Jingshen." He called out.

"Um."

"Look at the dog." Yu Fan said, "You haven't posted these days."

Chen Jingshen was stunned for a rare moment, but soon regained his expression: "Okay."

In the screen, Chen Jingshen yelled "Fanfan", followed by the camera cut, Fanfan's front legs had already been raised and rested on Chen Jingshen's lap.

Chen Jingshen was wearing a pair of gray trousers today, seeing Fanfan sticking his tongue out at him, he stretched out his hand and scratched its chin a few times.

"Why do your dog ears stand up?" Yu Fan asked lazily, leaning back on the chair with a relaxed expression.

"Cut."

"Oh... what?" Yu Fan was taken aback.

"The previous owner planned to make it a working dog." Chen Jingshen explained lightly, "Dropping ears will affect hearing, so cut some off and sew them up, and then they can stand up. Some people also cut off their tails to make it easier for them to go up. downhill."

"..."

Yu Fan sat up unconsciously, thinking about it for a long time: "I remember that its tail didn't seem to be broken?"

"Well, I took it home before it was broken."

Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back in the chair again.

As if sensing that the two were discussing him, Fanfan barked excitedly. Chen Jingshen patted it, but it still whimpered softly.

So Chen Jingshen simply stretched out his hand to cover its mouth.

Fanfan let out a "woo" and finally stopped.

"Yu Fan." Chen Jingshen said lightly.

Yu Fan stared at the phone screen: "What are you doing?"

The video still stays on the dog, Fanfan has stopped, and is standing obediently next to the gray trousers.

Chen Jingshen moved his hand to its ear, and twisted it casually a few times: "Take a good exam tomorrow."

"..."

Yu Fan took a deep breath and forcefully said "Oh."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Fan maintained his original posture, suddenly feeling a little dry.

He stared at the chat box for a few seconds, gave a "tsk", threw away the phone and got up from the chair, and opened the window to the maximum with a bang.

As the evening wind poured into the room, Yu Fan stood in front of the window for a few seconds, stretching out his hand and roughly brushing back the hair on his forehead.

Damn, why is it so hot.

Learning is really exciting.

After the mid-term exam, I will definitely stop studying, what broken geometric functions...

besides.

Why did Chen Jingshen pet the dog and talk to him just now

On the first day of the midterm exam, Chinese in the morning and mathematics in the afternoon.

Yu Fan stepped into the examination room.

He was in the last examination room of the grade. When he entered, the invigilator had already arrived, and he was half asleep under the podium.

This classroom is full of the dozen or so people who are at the bottom of the grade, and they are quite capable. When the signal jammer is turned on, the whole classroom basically stops cooking.

So the invigilator read the newspaper on the podium without any pressure.

Zuo Kuan lay down on the table, feeling bored, and was about to ask the person sitting next to him if he wanted to hand in the test in advance and go online.

He was shocked when he turned his head.

I saw his brother who slept with him from the start of the test to the end of the test a few times ago, sitting more upright than when he was playing LOL, bowing his head and writing quickly.

Zuo Kuan: "???"

Sensing his gaze, Yu Fan stopped writing, and watched him throw out a sentence coldly: "Turn your head away."

"..."

Zuo Kuan changed his position and continued to sleep.

After the Chinese test, Wang Lu'an, who was on the same floor as them in the test room, came over and asked them to have dinner outside the school.

The three went to a nearby Sichuan restaurant.

"Damn it, he seems to be bewitched, he wrote a whole Chinese test paper!" Zuo Kuan was shocked, "Even wrote the composition!!"

Wang Lu'an: "I told you when my mother was playing games yesterday, he is studying recently, you don't believe it..."

Yu Fan: "Is it over?"

"It's not over." Zuo Kuan said, "So what's going on?"

"It's nothing." Yu Fan said vaguely, "It's just this midterm."

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk, the other two didn't ask any more questions, and turned to chat about other topics.

Yu Fan was bored listening, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

[S: How did you do in the exam.]

It had been a long time since I had received a similar question, and Yu Fan was a little stunned for a while.

He typed angrily.

[-: Didn't test "Chen Qing Biao".]

[S: Well, I guessed it.]

I've been reciting next to you for two days, you guessed it and wouldn't you say a word?

Yu Fan resisted the urge to grab him from the screen and beat him up, gritted his teeth and closed the dialog box.

After lunch. Wang Lu'an wiped his mouth with a piece of paper: "My dad insisted that I go home for a lunch break after the exam, and come back in the afternoon. What do you two say?"

The math test starts at 3:00 pm, and there are more than three hours of free time in between.

"I'll go to the Internet cafe to play a few games." Zuo Kuan asked the person next to him, "Together?"

Yu Fan: "No."

Zuo Kuan: "Then why are you going?"

Go back to the examination room and read the formula again.

Of course Yu Fan wouldn't say that.

He put his mobile phone in his pocket, got up and went out without looking back, and said: "Take a walk."

The front and back examination rooms are two extremes. Candidates sitting in the front classroom basically stay in the classroom to review during the lunch break. And the classrooms in the back... are basically empty.

Yu Fan's classroom is in the laboratory building.

When he passed the teaching building, he couldn't help but glanced at the position of class one.

Several students were leaning on the balcony to read, and Chen Jingshen was not among them.

When Yu Fan returned to the examination room, there was no one there.

He took out the exercises from the belly of the table, and just as he was about to find a pen, the phone buzzed again.

Chen Jingshen is going to fart again.

Yu Fan relaxed between his brows, picked up the phone and lowered his eyes.

The moment he saw the news clearly, his expression suddenly turned cold, and the pen he had just picked up was put back on the table.

[Unfamiliar number: A mad dog who throws feces on people in the cafeteria because of his large number of people. If you have the ability, come out of school and challenge me one-on-one.]

idiot.

Just as Yu Fan was about to lock the screen, another five or six messages were sent from the other side.

[Unknown number: what? Don't dare to go back? Wasn't it awesome when you put the rice plate on my face before?]

[Unfamiliar number: By the way, I looked at your student profile before, why is there only dad but not mom?]

[Unknown number: Your mother is dead?]

[Unfamiliar number: No wonder you always look like an orphan.]

In a class of examination room, the air velocity seems to be a little slower than other classrooms.

Everyone seized the time to review.

After finishing a question, Chen Jingshen took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked down.

No news.

The invigilator walked into the classroom and put the test paper on the podium. He was a little surprised to see that the person sitting at the first table was still holding a mobile phone.

"There are still five minutes for the exam," he coughed, "put away your textbooks and mobile phones, and put them outside the classroom."

Chen Jingshen looked calm, and just about to turn off the phone, a message preview popped up in the discussion group that he had blocked.

The familiar name flashed by, Chen Jingshen paused, and clicked in.

[Zhang Wenjing: Fuck it. A friend from the school next door secretly reported to me that a dozen people had gathered in her school today, and they were coming to block Yu Fan today, saying that they wanted to beat Yu Fan to death!]

[Wang Lu'an: Impossible, Yu Fan is at school, and a dozen of them rushed into the school to block it? Fat Tiger didn't put them on the ground one by one.]

[Zuo Kuan: Exactly.]

[Zhang Wenjing: She said that group of people had a way to trick Yu Fan out. Are any of you with Yu Fan? ?]

[Wang Lu'an: No, I am a fool? I just called Yu Fan, but no one answered...]

[Zuo Kuan: It's over, I didn't get through, shit, where are the brothers in the group? Get together quickly.]

[Wang Lu'an: Day! What's the matter... I'm here as a visiting invigilator, and I can't get out for the time being. You should find someone near the school first.]

The invigilator looked at the people at the first table, frowned, and repeated: "Students, hand in all your mobile phones. Do you hear—hey? Classmate? Where are you going? The exam is about to start! Classmate, classmate... Chen Jingshen!"

A narrow dark alley behind the pool hall.

Looking at the dozen or so half-familiar faces in front of him, Yu Fan felt a little complicated.

"When you took my knife away before, you should have thought that we would have to meet again." The crew-haired man said, "Yu Fan."

Yu Fan didn't speak.

"Why didn't you say anything? Didn't you hang yourself when you posed for that nerd last time?" said the man behind the crew-haired man, "If you didn't care about that, I might not come today."

Yu Fan remained silent.

Another person laughed and said, "I guess I thought I was going to be beaten soon, and I was so annoyed that I couldn't speak..."

"It's quite annoying." Yu Fan said.

Finally fucking learned something.

It's all useless.

The man didn't hear clearly, and narrowed his eyes: "What are you talking about!!"

Before the other person finished talking, Yu Fan picked up the broken trash can next to him with one hand, and smashed it directly in his face.

The alley is very narrow, and there is no room for more than a dozen people to gather together, so at first only six or seven people rushed up.

Yu Fan grabbed the one who was in the front and pushed hard with his knee, directly hitting that person until his eyes were full of stars.

Yu Fan was hit hard on the shoulder, and Yu Fan's face remained unchanged. He held the stunned one in his hand, and threw it directly at the other people next to him, then grabbed the one that rushed over, and directly hit the other person's nose with his head—

The crew-haired man was still smoking like a big brother, but in the end, the cigarette burned to the end, and he didn't even take a puff.

The people next to him were also stunned, and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Brother... This man is fucking, he will die in a fight! Will he not hurt??"

The flat-headed man knew that this man would not die in a fight.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed last time.

"Grass… "

"Brother, let's forget about it." This place is not so remote, seeing a few people occasionally passing by the alley, the man panicked, "I think the fight this time is similar..."

"It's almost a fart? Didn't the fuck mean that we were beaten more??" The flat-haired man put out his cigarette, and greeted those who were watching at the alley, "Damn it, let's go together!"

Being pushed to the corner of the wall, Yu Fan took the time to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was about to run as fast as he could.

There are more than a dozen people, even if the boxing champion comes, they may not be able to fight. He is not stupid.

But there were people guarding the alley, so he had to attract people before he could run away.

Being carried to the middle of the alley again, Yu Fan just elbowed the person holding his clothes away when he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind his ears—the sound of a stick being raised high.

It's over.

Yu Fan gritted his teeth, ready to meet Sap.

The next second, before the stick fell, there was a piercing scream:

"ah!!!!"

Yu Fan was taken aback.

how? Did the stick hit one of your own

Before he had time to look back, someone pulled his collar suddenly, followed by a gust of wind, a familiar schoolbag appeared in his line of sight, drew an arc in the air, and hit his flat head straight Brother's face.

Yu Fan: "???"

Brother Pingtou: "I'm stupid!!!"

Before Yu Fan could react, he was pulled back two steps forcefully by that hand.

What the hell is this strength...

He smelled a faint scent of peppermint.

Yu Fan's nerves tightened, and he turned his head to look.

Chen Jingshen stood behind him expressionlessly.

Why is Chen Jingshen here

What about the exam? ?

Yu Fan: "You..."

"run."

After Chen Jingshen finished speaking, he kicked away the person who still wanted to rush up. Yu Fan watched helplessly as the brother's feet left the ground and hit the crew-haired man again, and then they screamed together.

Yu Fan: "???"

His chin was stained with blood, and he stood there in a daze. He wanted to ask again, but someone grabbed his wrist and dragged him towards the entrance of the alley.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the vicinity of the school was deserted, there were no teachers or students, and there were few people in the surrounding shops.

The lady proprietress of the milk tea shop was sitting at the door chatting with someone, and she happened to be chatting with the school bully who often came to their shop recently.

"A boy who looks quite obedient, always hangs out with those who don't like to learn. It's not that those people are bad, but he's not a person on the same path after all. I think-"

She stopped talking abruptly.

She saw that the boy she said was very obedient, with a cold face, forcibly dragged the one she usually thought was the most naughty, and passed by her store like a gust of wind.

The proprietress: "...?"

Yu Fan didn't know how long he was caught and ran away.

He had exhausted too much energy before, and now he couldn't breathe. For a moment, he felt that he was going to die from lack of oxygen.

Before he died, the person in front finally stopped.

They came to an empty sandy field in a park.

Yu Fan collapsed on the ground, opened his mouth to breathe heavily, his shoulders heaved up and down vigorously, and his heart beat as fast as a drum.

Something got stuck in his hair and stuck to his scalp coldly. Before Yu Fan came back to his senses, he quickly closed his fingers, grabbed his hair, and raised his head.

Chen Jing squatted down and looked down from above.

His eyelids were drawn indifferently, and looking at him was like looking at a pup waiting to be slaughtered.

"Yu Fan, you're not good at teaching, are you?"

Yu Fan's heart tightened and he couldn't move.

In the next second, Chen Jingshen raised his other hand and leaned straight towards his face.

Yu Fan was used to fighting, and when others raised their hands to approach him without saying a word, it was either a fist or a slap.

So he subconsciously closed his eyes—

The corner of his mouth turned cold.

Chen Jingshen swiped his finger to wipe off the blood there.

Then put a band-aid on it.