Long, silent stares.
Time stood still for an unknown amount of time, until the broom in Zhu Xu's hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and the surrounding noises entered his ears again, and Wang Lu'an finally came to his senses.
He opened his mouth for a long time and finally made a sound: "Ah... I didn't talk about you, I was talking to Sister Jing..."
Yu Fan: "..."
Yu Fan glanced at the few people around who were so surprised that they didn't respond, then lowered his eyes to look at Wang Lu'an's hand on Zhang Wenjing's shoulder.
In a few seconds, the dissatisfaction and resistance to marrying in his expression slowly disappeared little by little, the brows loosened, and finally only a stiff daze remained.
The poor sign-in form in his hand was clenched and rattled.
After a long while, Yu Fan finally squeezed out a sentence: "You, just now, met me."
"?" Wang Lu'an glanced at the distance between himself and him, and he could barely stand a left width away, "Really?"
"Otherwise." Yu Fan stared at him expressionlessly, "Take care of your hands."
"… Fine."
A few boys were simple-minded, and they exposed the matter in a few words. Yu Fan breathed a sigh of relief without showing any trace, and in a blink of an eye, met Zhang Wenjing's eyes.
Zhang Wenjing looked at him with her arms folded, her brows raised and her brows furrowed.
Even if Wang Lu'an does meet him, it's not "I'm not married" but scolding or beating Wang Lu'an up?
Zhang Wenjing opened her mouth, and at that moment, Yu Fan was extremely stiff, like a light on her back.
Fortunately, the next moment, the cell phone she was holding rang.
Her thoughts were interrupted, and Zhang Wenjing answered the phone: "Hello, mom—you're here? How did you get here? Were you still at the door just now... Got it, I'm going down now."
Wang Lu'an glanced at the time: "My dad will probably be here soon, let's go together."
After Zhang Wenjing left, two people from the next class who came to join in the fun were also called back by the head teacher to continue sweeping the corridor.
When the surroundings were cleared, Yu Fan rested his arms on the railing, his forehead resting on it, his head drooping deeply, his other hand stuck in his hair, and he scratched several times in shame.
Damn, did I go crazy just now...
Chen Jingshen was all to blame.
Yu Fan took a moment to stand up straight again. He lowered his eyes and looked for the culprit coldly below. He saw the tall and thin figure at a glance.
At the gate of the school police room, Hu Pang was talking to a woman suspected of being Chen Jingshen's parents. Chen Jingshen stood beside them quietly.
He still had the same indifferent expression as when he was standing guard just now, as if he was an outsider, and the conversation between the two people around him had nothing to do with him.
There was a long distance between them, and Yu Fan looked at him vaguely for a while, feeling that the expression on his face was familiar—
The night when Chen Jingshen said that he had something to hang up the video seemed to be the same. Aloof, closed, unhappy.
Facial paralysis is worthy of facial paralysis, so many emotions can be interpreted with an expressionless face.
But what is he upset about
Yu Fan was thinking absent-mindedly, when the black head downstairs suddenly raised his head as if feeling something, and met his eyes accurately through the shadows of trees and crowds.
In an instant, those cold emotions disappeared again.
Yu Fan looked at him for a while, and suddenly remembered what happened to him just now, so he looked at Chen Jingshen sullenly, and wanted to send him an international friendly gesture.
But when he finally raised his hand, the middle finger turned into a not very aggressive little finger.
"Yu Fan, what are you doing in the corridor?" Zhuang Fangqin's voice came from the classroom, "Parents have already come up, come to the door to register!"
Yu Fan gave a weak "oh", put away his little finger, made a gesture of "I'm in" to Chen Jingshen, turned and went back to the classroom.
The gate of the school police room.
Hu Pang said with a smile: "Although Jing Shen had a little trouble in the midterm exam this time, the final result is still good. I have talked with him, and I just need to pay attention to it in the future."
"Excuse me." The woman turned her head to look at her son with a calm face, "Did you hear what the dean said?"
Seeing Chen Jingshen's expression clearly, she was slightly taken aback for a rare moment, "...what are you laughing at?"
Chen Jingshen lowered his head again, the rare expression on his face quickly calmed down: "No."
It didn't take long for a few parents to sit in the classroom of Class 7, Grade 2.
They tacitly began to turn over their children's desks, and looked at the boy sitting at the registration desk from time to time.
After receiving a parent into the classroom, Zhuang Fangqin stood next to the desk that was temporarily moved out to be used as a registration office, bent his fingers and tapped on the table: "Put your legs down for me... what expression do you have? Smile !"
Yu Fan leaned against the wall and said, "No."
These nasty adolescent middle school boys.
Zhuang Fangqin: "Just pull the corners of your mouth, do you want me to teach you?"
Yu Fan: "Why don't you just sit here with someone who loves to laugh?"
"Who? Wang Lu'an? He did this job last semester."
Yu Fan frowned: "Then Chen Jingshen."
"..."
Zhuang Fangqin thought he heard it wrong, and after a while he said: "Chen Jingshen loves to laugh? When did he ever laugh?"
Yu Fan just wanted to say, don’t you always laugh? When the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered that when he was not talking to him... Chen Jingshen really didn't seem to laugh much.
Just deliberately provoke him, right
Yu Fan turned his pen around, trying to scold Chen Jingshen in his heart, but he didn't think of a fart until Zhuang Fangqin went into the classroom to talk to a certain parent.
"Do you need to register before entering the classroom?"
Yu Fan hummed in a good mood, and handed over the pen without raising his head.
He lowered his eyelids and watched the woman take the pen, and pressed his finger down on the registration form, and finally found his child's name, and wrote "Ji Lianyi" after "Chen Jingshen".
Yu Fan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head abruptly, moved his back away from the wall, and sat up a little bit unconsciously.
Chen Jingshen looks a lot like his mother. With outstanding femininity, she put down her pen and entered the classroom without looking at him with those beautiful red phoenix eyes.
Parents are more self-conscious than students, and the classroom is full in a short while.
Ten minutes before the meeting, Yu Fan returned the registration form to Zhuang Fangqin, turned around and was about to leave when someone grabbed his clothes again.
Zhuang Fangqin handed him two stacks of papers, one was "A Letter to Parents" and the other was Parents' Opinion Form.
"You send these down, each copy is exactly 42 sheets, you take your copy, go back and show it to your parents. Also, don't leave after sending out, there is still something I need your help with."
After finishing speaking, she didn't give Yu Fan a chance to refuse, turned around and went to the podium in the classroom, and continued to sort out the content to be used later.
Yu Fan: "..."
With a click of his tongue, he turned around and was about to enter the classroom when he came to the door and suddenly thought of something.
The next second, he raised his hand and buttoned up the buttons of the school uniform T-shirt.
When he was about to get to his seat, he saw Ji Lianyi turning over Chen Jingshen's desk.
Compared with other parents, she flipped through it more carefully—the woman held Chen Jingshen's draft book and turned it back page by page, frowning slightly, not letting go of any corner of the draft book.
With a bang, a piece of paper was placed in front of her, covering the contents of the draft book.
Ji Lianyi paused: "Thank you."
Yu Fan said "no need", then took out another letter and stuffed it into his drawer along with the mid-term exam report card that had just been handed out on his desk.
Ji Lianyi finally looked up at him, and after a brief look, she asked, "Are you Yu Fan?"
Yu Fan: "Yes."
Ji Lianyi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Zhuang Fangqin refused to let him go, so Yu Fan simply waited in the corridor with other students.
Zhang Wenjing inspected the parents in the classroom: "Wang Lu'an, your dad really laughed from beginning to end."
"That's right." Wang Lu'an said, "You wait, as soon as the meeting is over, he will be the first to go to your mother and ask you how much you scored in the midterm exam."
"... Get out." Zhang Wenjing looked at the back row and said with emotion, "Xueba's mother is so beautiful."
"The car in Xueba's house is more beautiful." After Wang Lu'an finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced down, "He is still standing at the door. It is really hard to be a Xueba. You have to study and stand guard at the same time."
"Naturally, Hu Pang also specially arranged for someone to videotape at the gate, and I think he will have to stand for a while..." Zhang Wenjing turned her eyes and raised her eyebrows, "Yu Fan, why did you button up all your clothes? How silly. "
Yu Fan lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and paused when he heard the words: "It's cold. Leave it alone."
The parent meeting process is to let the teachers of each subject speak on stage first, then the school leaders' radio speeches, and finally the head teacher speaks.
The teachers all left the classroom after speaking, and Zhuang Fangqin also returned to the office without printing out a copy of the data. Dozens of parents in the classroom are listening to the school leaders talking on the radio. Now they are talking about "the pressure of high school is too high, how do parents deal with the relationship with their children".
As soon as Yu Fan looked up, he saw Ji Lianyi slowly getting up from her seat, walking out of the classroom softly with her bag, and walking towards the teacher's office.
"Classmate." A parent sitting by the window suddenly called him.
Seeing that Yu Fan had been helping Zhuang Fangqin with work before, the parent smiled embarrassedly, "Can you please help me to send this to the head teacher? It's the parent opinion form that we sent out just now for us to fill out. I staggered earlier and turned in another sheet."
Just as Wang Luan was about to say that the head teacher would be back soon, he saw the person next to him put his phone in his pocket and stood up straight, saying, "Okay."
…
The back door of the homeroom teacher's office was closed, and Yu Fan was just about to go around to the front door when a sentence came from inside——
"I hope you can change the tablemate for Depth of Field."
Zhuang Fangqin's office is at the back and next to the window. As long as you stand against the wall, you can hear everything inside.
Yu Fan blinked his eyes and stopped in place leaning against the wall.
Zhuang Fangqin: "Mother Jingshen, it should still be playing now..."
"I want to talk to you more than the broadcast." Ji Lianyi glanced at her watch, "I have a conference call in an hour, and I need to leave school early. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the broadcast speech is over. Can you give Do I have a moment?"
Zhuang Fangqin thought for two seconds, got up and moved the chair next to her: "You sit. Why do you want to change the child's seat?"
Ji Lianyi got straight to the point: "I saw the report card of his deskmate."
"Oh, you mean Yu Fan. In fact, his grades have improved a lot recently..."
"I know. I also know that he made progress with the help of the depth of field. I saw some problem-solving ideas in the first year of high school and even junior high school on the draft paper of the depth of field." Ji Lianyi smiled softly, and she said, " Teacher Zhuang, I have never understood why your teacher always likes to let students with excellent grades help poor students? These should be the work of teachers."
Zhuang Fangqin: "You probably don't understand this. In fact, Jingshen asked me to change my seat. And I think that students should not only learn knowledge in school, but also learn some excellent traditional virtues, such as helping others."
"Yes, I have no objection to him helping his classmates. But I heard from his former head teacher that his deskmate not only had poor academic performance, but also smoked and fought, and he was punished a lot. Sorry, I really can't accept my child being with such a classmate. Students sit together."
Ji Lianyi paused, "And I also met that student named Yu Fan just now. Not to mention his sloppy clothes... His hair is so long that I can't even see his eyes. Does the school usually care about the appearance of students? ?”
How can it be so wide
Yu Fan leaned against the wall unhappily, suddenly wanting to smoke.
"I understand what you mean, mother Jing Shen. I will discuss this matter with Jing Shen before making a decision." Zhuang Fangqin changed the subject, "Actually, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you. This time Since we happened to meet each other, let me talk about it together... The kid Jing Shen has nothing to say about his studies. He has always been excellent. But I found that he seems a little introverted, and he doesn't like to communicate with other students, so I asked him The previous class teacher wanted to have her home visit records."
Zhuang Fangqin raised his eyes: "You seem to have been interfering with his social life? Before he was divided into classes in the first year of high school, he changed two classes, and he was at the same table seven times, all of which were requested by you."
Ji Lianyi held the bag on her lap with both hands, and looked at Zhuang Fangqin silently for a while.
"Yes, the environment in the first class in his first year of high school was worse. The deskmates were either girls, and I was worried that he would be distracted; or some boys who liked to talk in class. I wanted to give my child a good learning environment, so I decided to It shouldn't be too much to ask to change seats, right?"
"But when you changed his seat, did you ask his opinion?"
Ji Lianyi: "He knows I'm doing it for his own good."
The phone in his pocket vibrated, Yu Fan took it out and glanced at it.
[Wang Lu'an: Zuo Kuan and I are in the cafeteria, do you have anything you want to eat @- @张黎静]
Yu Fan wanted to say no, but he felt that he needed to get angry now.
[-: Mung bean smoothie.]
[Wang Lu'an: It's too late, why don't you change it? There are so many people in the cafeteria today, the mung bean smoothie team seems to have to wait for ten minutes... I'm here to help my dad buy drinks, he wants to treat the parents in the class to drink, and rush back to the classroom.]
[-: Forget it.]
Yu Fan threw the phone in his pocket and continued listening.
Zhuang Fangqin asked a few more questions one after another, and Ji Lianyi's answer was "I'm doing it for his own good".
Zhuang Fangqin sighed several times, she glanced at the time, and said: "I see that it is written in the home visit record that there are many surveillance cameras installed in your home, even in the rooms... At that time, Teacher Qiao suggested that you dismantle some appropriately, and give them A child belongs to his own space, does not know you... "
Yu Fan felt a tightness in his chest.
He picked up the opinion form, folded one corner, and smoothed it out little by little.
"Jing Shen's father and I are busy with work, and we are not at home all year round. If we don't take some precautions, how can we ensure the safety of our children?"
Ji Lianyi repeated, "I'm doing it for his own good."
…
After chatting for a while, Ji Lianyi got up to say goodbye to Zhuang Fangqin.
Before leaving, she asked repeatedly: "Please change him to a new tablemate as soon as possible."
Then she turned and went out, just in time to meet the boy squatting against the wall.
Ji Lianyi: "..."
Seeing her come out, the other party didn't have any special reaction. He just stood up, patted the ashes on his back, walked past her into the office with a blank expression.
After handing over the things to Zhuang Fangqin, Yu Fan came out of the office and turned to go to the laboratory building to smoke.
At the parents' meeting today, there was no one in the laboratory building.
Yu Fan sat on the stairs on the first floor of the laboratory building, smoking blatantly.
He spread his legs casually, with both elbows resting on his knees, holding a cigarette on one side and playing with his mobile phone on the other.
He played a few rounds of greedy snakes, but he lost after a short time. Feeling bored, he opened other software casually, and when he came back to his senses, there was already the doberman pinscher in front of him.
Gritting his cigarette between his teeth, he typed slowly in the dialogue box: Chen Jingshen...
What is he going to say? It seems that there is nothing to say. He can't say why you listen to your mother for everything, are you cowardly
He himself has no virtue, so there is no need to spoil other people's children.
Yu Fan stared at these words and thought for a while, then raised his finger and wanted to delete again, when a new message popped up in the dialog box——
[s: Are you still in school?]
[-: Chen Jingshen is here.]
[s:?]
[-: ... Wrong type. What are you doing?]
[s: where?]
[-: The first floor of the laboratory building.]
Minutes passed with no reply. Yu Fan stared at the dialog box for a while, took a breath, and typed: Wangqin looking for me
Before sending it out, I suddenly caught a glimpse of blue from the corner of my eye.
Yu Fan turned his head and saw Chen Jingshen walking towards him in a white mist.
The silly summer blue school pants of Nancheng No. 7 Middle School seemed to have a leg-pulling effect on Chen Jingshen. His hands were hanging by his sides, and one of them seemed to be holding something.
Chen Jingshen walked up to him and glanced at the cigarette in his hand. He opened his mouth and then closed it again, tilting his head and coughing lightly.
Extra gold.
"...won't you come back after I finish smoking?" Yu Fan pinched out his cigarette, didn't look at him, just glanced at his shoes, "Why do you want me?"
Chen Jingshen said, "This."
Inexplicably feeling a sweet coolness, Yu Fan raised his eyes and saw the plastic bag he had hooked on his finger, in which lay a cup of mung bean smoothie.
Chen Jingshen said: "When I came back, there was no one in the cafeteria, so I bought it by the way. Do you want to drink?"
Green bean smoothies are a summertime bestseller in their school cafeteria. The school specially bought two large refrigerators to ensure that students can drink cool and refreshing summer desserts after school every day.
Yu Fan blinked, took it, poked it open, and took a sip.
Chen Jingshen walked up two steps parallel to him. Yu Fan came to his senses, turned his head and blurted out: "Dirty—"
Chen Jingshen had already sat down.
Just like in the classroom, they are separated by shoulders and very close together. Chen Jingshen glanced at him: "Didn't you sit down too?"
Yu Fan swallowed the smoothie, and felt that his whole body was cool, and his whole body was much cooler: "My clothes are not very clean."
Chen Jingshen said, "Me too."
"..."
Yu Fan glanced at him as clean as a school uniform, and was speechless for a while. Ask again: "Why don't you go back to the classroom?"
During parent-teacher meetings, students usually wait outside the classroom, even Zuo Kuan and Wang Lu'an are no exception.
Chen Jingshen took out his mobile phone and said without expression: "I'll come back after the meeting."
Yu Fan didn't say anything, just stared at his fingers boredly, watching him open a certain game on his phone.
It wasn't until Chen Jingshen entered the game that he realized and frowned: "Why do you play this too?"
Chen Jingshen said: "It's fun to watch you play."
Yu Fan leaned closer to him, watched him play and said, "Learn from others."
Chen Jingshen let out an "um" and ate all the little snakes around him.
Summer is coming. There is no wind today, the cicadas are singing, the green branches and leaves hang in the air and stand still, and the flow of time seems to be very slow.
Yu Fan looked at it absent-mindedly for a while, then suddenly called him: "Chen Jingshen."
"Um."
"Is my hair too long?"
Chen Jingshen paused with his fingertips and said, "No."
"Oh. But covering the eyes will make people feel dirty." Yu Fan said casually, "It will be cut in a few days."
Yu Fan didn't intend to stay so long. The last time he went to have his hair cut, he just told Mr. Tony, "Thin it thinner". In the end, he wore a hat for two weeks of class, and Ren Zhuang Fangqin and Hu Pang couldn't persuade him no matter how much they scolded him.
If you go to a more expensive barber shop, maybe you won't be so embarrassed
Yu Fan was thinking casually, and saw Chen Jingshen's hand playing the game suddenly stop, and turned to look at him.
He was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously and said, "What are you doing? You want to be eaten..."
Chen Jingshen raised his hand, the hair on his forehead was suddenly pulled back, Yu Fan's heart jumped heavily, and his voice fell silent.
Yu Fan's entire face was rarely exposed to the air, white and clean, with a dazed expression.
Yu Fan's hair is very black, dense and soft, easy to touch.
Chen Jingshen's fingers were deep in his hair, and he didn't intend to move away.
Yu Fan came back to his senses a little bit, thinking that it's coming again, and you're fucking hitting my head again, if I don't beat you up today, will you dare next time... Yu Fan raised his eyes to scold, but met Chen Jingshen's eyes again Suddenly turned off the fire.
Chen Jingshen's eyelids are thin, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his slightly drooping gaze is full of scrutiny and scrutiny that is rarely seen in ordinary times, as if imagining his appearance after cutting his hair.
A few seconds later, his eyes meandered down and swept across the two moles on Yu Fan's right cheek, then the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, and down—
A hot, dreary wind blew between them.
Yu Fan hated being sized up. But at this moment, he was stiff and motionless, his heart was beating fast for no reason, and even his breathing became much slower.
Chen Jingshen raised his eyes, and glanced at the boy Weifen's ear.
People who are usually fierce and fierce with teeth and claws can become obedient with a slight tug.
"Don't cut it."
With an imperceptible desire to control, his fingers scratched at Yu Fan's hair, and then rubbed it away. Chen Jingshen said lightly, "I like this."