Soon, Chen Jingshen sent a message asking why he died.
Why did it hang up? What do you say
Are you looking at me innocently
But Yu Fan couldn't say that I think you are going to confess to me, which is not very shameless. So he didn't answer at all.
Chen Jingshen didn't ask any more questions, but after ten minutes passed, he sent a few more pictures of dogs.
Yu Fan squatted under the tree while smoking a cigarette and blowing the evening breeze to calm himself down. Then he opened the pictures and read them one by one, got up and extinguished the cigarette and went home.
When Yu Fan came home, he saw that the windows of the house were wide open, the lights were still on, and the volume of the TV inside was so loud that the whole building could hear it.
Yu Kaiming was sitting on the sofa chatting with his gamblers while watching a football game. When he saw Yu Fan coming in, he immediately turned off the microphone of his mobile phone, and unconsciously put his feet on the coffee table.
The seventeen-year-old boy was already taller than him.
Usually when he was drunk or there were people around, Yu Kaiming was not too afraid of him, but in his rare sober state, Yu Kaiming would not take the initiative to provoke him.
After all, the experience of the past two years has told him that the chances of winning a single duel are really low.
After entering the room, Yu Fan glanced at the TV, threw the key on the shoe cabinet, and walked up without saying a word.
Yu Kaiming put his feet down immediately: "I warn you not to provoke trouble..."
Yu Fan picked up the remote control, adjusted the volume from 68 to 18, then threw the remote control back on the table, turned and went back to the room. He didn't even give him a look during the process.
The door closed behind him. Yu Kaiming looked back in surprise, and continued to pick up his mobile phone to chat with his gamblers.
"I'm here, I didn't fall asleep, my son came back just now... No noise. That bastard didn't know what to do tonight, and his face looked beaming."
At nine o'clock in the evening the next day, Yu Fan sat at the desk shaking his pen and waited for the video recording of Chen Jingshen's speech. As a result, the video recording was not received, and the other party sent him a video call invitation directly.
Yu Fan was stunned for a moment, and didn't answer until the invitation was about to hang up automatically.
With a towel on Chen Jingshen's shoulders, he flipped through the paper in his hand with downcast eyes.
The light from the desk lamp swept over his cheeks, covering them with a cold color.
Like the two of them before when they were sprinting for the midterm exam, he asked: "The few questions in the weekend paper are well chosen, do you want to do it for a while?"
Yu Fan's fingers holding the pen tightened. After a while, he put the phone aside and pulled out the test paper: "Are you bored... Forget it, it's boring anyway, just do a few random questions."
When Chen Jingshen gave a lecture, he turned on the rear camera.
After more than an hour, I finally talked about the last few big questions of the test paper.
These big questions were a bit difficult, and Yu Fan couldn't help but get distracted when he encountered something he didn't understand.
Chen Jingshen's deep voice sounded in the earphones, and Yu Fan absentmindedly turned his pen to listen, and suddenly remembered the faintly smiling silhouette of the other party in the back seat of the car last night.
"Understood." Chen Jingshen asked, but got no response, so he raised his eyes, "Yu Fan?"
Yu Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head abruptly with his chin propped up: "Oh, I didn't hear that..."
There was a small and long creaking sound from the earphone, interrupting his words.
Yu Fan thought he had heard it wrong at first, until he saw Chen Jingshen suddenly turned his head and looked aside, followed by a light flashing across his face, like a car headlight.
"Let's talk about it after we go to school." After a while, Chen Jingshen looked back and put down his pen, "I have something to do, I'm going to hang up."
Yu Fan hummed subconsciously, and the next second, the video was hung up by the other party.
Yu Fan leaned back on the chair, frowned and stared at Chen Jingshen's dialog box for a while.
Is it his illusion? Why did he feel that before hanging up the phone, Chen Jingshen looked a little unhappy.
It was obviously still that paralyzed face.
After working on the questions for most of the day, Yu Fan picked up his mobile phone and cigarette, got up, and went to the balcony to get some fresh air.
The old neighborhood is fairly quiet late at night.
Yu Fan sat on the balcony smoking a cigarette and flipping through his phone. During the time of the video, I received several messages on WeChat, all from Wang Lu'an, asking why I couldn't get through to voice calls to him.
Yu Fan replied that he was busy just now, but Wang Lu'an didn't reply, so he probably went to play games. So he clicked on the discussion group that he had been on @him before, and scrolled up the chat.
[Wang Lu'an: I can't get through Yu Fan's voice, ask the sports student in your class.]
[Zuo Kuan: I can't beat it, damn it, what's the matter with this group of people, I can't get enough people to play games. @- I will try again.]
[Zhu Xu: I'm here. Damn Wang Luan, do I have no name or surname? One bite at a time... I just made a video with me at the same table.]
[Zuo Kuan: Girlfriends are girlfriends, and they are still at the same table? Which tablemate is the same as you, and has a fixed video for one hour at 8 o'clock every night?]
Yu Fan snapped his fingers: "..."
What happened to the video? How to talk about the topic without video
He glanced at the avatar of Zuo Kuan's game character, and thought to himself, forget it, people like you who don't study really don't understand.
[Wang Lu'an: Isn't it enough for you to meet every day at school? One hour every night... don't you think it's a waste of time?]
[Zhu Xu: It's okay, I have nothing to do when I go home anyway. To be honest, in fact, this matter is a waste of smoke.]
[Wang Lu'an:?]
[Zhu Xu: I want to smoke when I'm having fun, and I want to smoke when I'm talking, but she can't talk about something, and I still want to smoke... Hey, being in love is so annoying.]
[Zuo Kuan: Fuck you, who wants to listen? On the number.]
Yu Fan's finger holding the cigarette trembled slightly.
After a while, he turned off his phone and threw it aside, thinking that I just wanted to smoke, and it had nothing to do with Chen Jingshen.
After smoking one, he felt that it was not enough, so he wanted to have another one, and reached into the cigarette case only to find that it was empty.
Yu Fan belatedly remembered that he smoked in circles under that tree for a long time last night.
Yu Fan: "..."
He squeezed the cigarette pack into a ball with a blank expression, threw it forward vigorously, and threw it into the trash can by the door.
Going to school on Monday, the news that Ding Xiao was punished spread all over the classrooms of the second year of high school.
He didn't come to the school himself. According to people who knew him, his family was handling the transfer for him.
But Yu Fan has completely lost interest in this matter. Ren Wang Lu'an and Zuo Kuan babbled in his ears, but he didn't listen carefully to a word.
He propped his chin on one hand, and while Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan were having a heated debate on the old question of who is the least courageous, he glanced at the real least courageous one out of the corner of his eye.
Chen Jingshen sat upright as usual, lowered his eyes and silently sketched his calculations on the draft paper.
It seemed that he didn't intend to explain the reason for hanging the video last night, nor did he intend to explain to him the last big question of the paper.
forget
Forget it, talk about it or not.
Yu Fan looked away, a little annoyed for no reason.
It wasn't until the physics teacher entered the classroom that the two noisy brothers finally left.
Yu Fan leaned back on the chair and half bent over, reaching into the drawer to touch the textbook... Then he saw a new book that he had never seen before.
The evolved version of "Stupid Birds Fly First", black.
Turn over the first page, there is his name on it, in the handwriting of his deskmate.
"I underlined the key questions inside." Chen Jingshen leaned back in the chair like him, and turned his head to look at him, "I will continue to tell you about the paper yesterday?"
Yu Fan turned his head and looked at him, feeling relieved inexplicably.
He lowered his eyes, returned to his usual lazy demeanor, and said, "... oh."
After the first class was over, the physics teacher had just left on the front foot, and Zhuang Fangqin came in on the back foot.
While everyone in the class was still sitting in their seats, she announced the notice for the parent meeting this Thursday afternoon.
"Everyone must notify the parents. If any parents are unable to come, they should call me in advance to explain the situation." After finishing speaking, Zhuang Fangqin glanced at the back row of the classroom and said, "That's all. , take a break after class... Yu Fan, come with me to the office."
Yu Fan obediently followed Zhuang Fangqin to the office.
Zhuang Fangqin looked back at him: "The parents this time..."
"No one came." Yu Fan cut off directly.
"..."
As expected, no surprise.
In fact, Zhuang Fangqin had worked hard before.
She talked to Yu Fan, but he didn't care about it. Later, she passed Yu Fan, dug out the address book and called his parents directly, but no one answered the call for two days, until the last time she got through, the other party said impatiently—you know what’s going on in our family, I I won't go, school matters have nothing to do with me.
So Zhuang Fangqin didn't insist anymore.
"Forget it, since your parents won't attend this time, you don't have to go to the door to pick up people. Then come to the classroom and help me receive the parents."
"..."
Yu Fan thought he heard it wrong: "Me? It's not suitable. Don't let the parents transfer half of the people in the class as soon as the parent meeting is over."
"Be serious." Zhuang Fangqin picked up the lesson plan and patted him, "You don't need to do anything, just take a sign-in form and stand at the door of the classroom, and let the parents sign it."
Zhuang Fangqin mentioned this matter for four days in a row, and Yu Fan also resisted for four days.
However, on Thursday afternoon, just after the first class, Zhuang Fangqin stuffed the registration form into his arms abruptly, and asked him to pack up and go to the door to pick up the guests.
There is still more than half an hour before the parent-teacher meeting will start.
Several students in the class are decorating the classroom. Holding the sign-in form, Yu Fan stood lifelessly leaning against the balcony railing, watching the bustling scenery downstairs.
The location of their teaching building is excellent, and you can see the school gate and the street outside just by standing on the balcony. At this moment, the road outside the school is already full of traffic jams, full of parents' cars.
Chen Jingshen picked up his schoolbag and put it on the utility table, raised his eyes and said to him, "I'm going down."
Yu Fan thought he was going downstairs to pick up his parents, so he turned around and responded casually.
Who would have thought that ten minutes later, he saw that his deskmate had a red armband with the words "Excellent Student Representative" on his arm, walked to the school gate and stood with Hu Pang.
Yu Fan: "... what is he doing?"
Zhang Wenjing followed his gaze and glanced down: "Chen Jingshen? Go to stand guard, each of the first, second, and third graders will pick one to stand at the gate, and Hu Pang will pick Xueba... Didn't he tell you?"
Just as Yu Fan wanted to say no, he suddenly remembered that during the video last night, he said that he was going to visit the door.
Chen Jingshen shook the pen in his hand and said that we should read it together.
... He thought Chen Jingshen meant to stand in the corridor and listen to the parents' meeting together.
"Oh... I think I said it." Yu Fan glanced at the two people next to him, "Why don't you go down to pick him up?"
Zhang Wenjing played with her mobile phone and said, "Don't worry, my mother is still blocking the door."
Wang Lu'an: "My dad hasn't left the house yet."
Zhang Wenjing: "Why, he came to help clean up the classroom?"
"You know what a fart! My dad drives his ancestral little e-Donkey. It's very fierce, and it's just a few minutes away." Wang Lu'an looked down triumphantly, "Look at the situation below. , what has to be blocked... I'm stupid!!!"
Yu Fan frowned at his shout.
His voice was so loud that Zuo Kuan, who was sweeping the corridor in the next class, looked up and scolded him: "What are you talking about?"
Wang Lu'an: "I'm stupid! Look at that car! Is it a fucking Bentley??"
Snapped! Zuo Kuan threw the broom on the ground and ran over.
"I'm stupid, really..."
Zhang Xianjing lacked interest: "How much is this car?"
"Not many." Wang Lu'an, who loved cars since he was a child, licked his lips frantically, "This car depends on the model... it must be several hundred to ten million."
Zhu Xu, who followed, gasped: "Sun, our school... Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon... Oh, the car stopped, hurry up, let's see whose family is so rich!"
Yu Fan had no interest in these things. He stared at the back of the figure downstairs who was taller than others, thinking why Chen Jingshen stood so stupidly
Almost every parent who passed by had to take a look at Chen Jingshen, with the eyes of looking at a child in love in a dream.
After a few seconds, the guard finally moved.
Chen Jingshen suddenly turned his head and said something to Hu Pang. Hu Pang nodded and waved his hand to let him go.
Yu Fan watched as Chen Jingshen walked out of the school gate, passed the crowd of people pouring into the school gate, and walked to a... luxury car.
A capable and generous woman got down from the back seat of the luxury car, but she couldn't see her face clearly. Seeing Chen Jingshen, she naturally raised her hand and straightened Chen Jingshen's armband.
Zuo Kuan: "I'm stupid! Xueba!"
Zhu Xu: "I'm stupid, awesome."
"I don't care, the rich man is by my side?" Wang Lu'an touched the shoulder of the person beside him, and said in a daze, "... Hey, if you can fall in love with Xueba, then you will marry into a wealthy family!!"
"Get out." Yu Fan said almost reflexively, "If you want to marry yourself, marry yourself, I won't."
After Yu Fan finished speaking with the sign-in sheet in his arms, the corridor suddenly became quiet.
Needle drop can be heard.
Sensing something was wrong, Yu Fan twitched his eyelids twice, turned his head suspiciously—
I saw Wang Lu'an resting on Zhang Wenjing's shoulders, with his mouth still open.
All the people present stood still, staring at him blankly and in shock.