Yu Fan glanced to the side.
Chen Jingshen hasn't fastened his buttons yet, his collar and forehead hair are still a bit messy, the unique nerdy air on his body has dissipated a lot, and the lines of his facial features are not so cold anymore.
The moment Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes, Yu Fan immediately withdrew his head.
"... It's not that I can't, it's that I don't want to. You are annoying."
Once out of the school gate, the road became clear at once. Yu Fan unconsciously squeezed the homework in his hand, hurriedly said "Let's go", and walked into the crowd without looking back.
Today is Friday, it is school time again, and there is a lot of people on the street. Even the queue at the entrance of an unnamed snack shop in front of the old community took up half of the road.
In the front is the barber shop that Yu Fan usually visits most often.
The storefront is small, the glass door is open, and unknown earthy DJ songs come from inside. Outside the barbershop is a small blackboard with colored chalk written on it: "Boss is in love! All items are discounted today!"
Seeing the discount, Yu Fan subconsciously stopped in front of the door.
In the next second, the glass door opened for him.
The clerk who was familiar with him, with his murderous purple hair, raised his chin at him: "Yu Fan, school is over?"
The Yu family and his son have already achieved "fame" in this area, and the neighbors are afraid to avoid it. On the contrary, the spirited guys in this store didn't care too much. Every time Yu Fan came to have his hair cut, they had to have a chat with him.
Yu Fan hummed and pointed to the sign: "Isn't your boss having a second child?"
"He said he and the proprietress will be in love forever." The other party smiled, "Don't ask, do you want to cut your hair? Today's discount, the haircut is only 8 yuan. Do you want to cut it?"
Cut, of course, but also push the light. He has already said something in front of Chen Jingshen today, let alone the discount now.
Yu Fan stood still.
"Hey, did you bring your textbooks home?" Seeing the things in his hand, Sha Matt was startled, and asked again, "By the way, the school won't arrest you with your hair?"
Another clerk who was cutting a customer's hair in the store snorted and said, "Maybe the teacher also thinks this is pretty cool."
Yu Fan's forehead hair is a bit long, but not the straight and straight one. Maybe because he usually likes to grab his hair, his hair is always naturally fluffy and puffy, which is the style that other boys ask to blow out after washing their hair. With his face and those two faint moles, the atmosphere is too strong.
Yu Fan copied his pocket with one hand, suddenly turned his face and asked, "Can you shave letters?"
The other party was stunned for a moment: "Yes. I can shave 26 letters for you."
Yu Fan thought for a few seconds: "Can you shave the Double Dragon Play Pearl?"
"… cannot."
"Oh." Yu Fan turned and left, leaving a sentence in the wind, "That's not going to be cut."
"..."
When he got home, Yu Fan went straight back to his room, and paused slightly when he took out his room key.
He frowned, bent over and took a closer look.
There were two inconspicuous scratches next to the lock on the door to his room.
The law and order in their area was not good a few years ago, the door of his house was often broken, and the locked door was either broken or scratched and scarred.
The one on his door was obviously much shallower and less scraped. But it is a bit too long to say that it is a trace of time.
Yu Fan rubbed his fingers on it. Then he pressed the key in and opened the door without any hindrance.
The door lock is not broken.
Yu Fan stood there for a few seconds before getting up and entering the room. Before closing the door, he glanced at Yu Kaiming's closed room next door.
Nine p.m. Chen Jingshen played the video and was not picked up until he was about to hang up.
Chen Jingshen looked up from the set of questions to the screen. Before the others could see it clearly, the other side had already launched an attack—
"What are you looking at?" Yu Fan sat cross-legged on a chair and wiped his hair, with an unhappy expression on his face, and said forcefully, "The barber shop is closed today."
"..."
Chen Jingshen said: "Closed on Friday? Then they don't know how to do business."
Yu Fan rolled his eyes and hummed vaguely, "Cut it tomorrow."
After speaking about a classic question, Chen Jingshen drew another similar question and asked him to do it now. The things he learned recently became more and more difficult. Yu Fan felt a headache when he saw it, and he lay on the table and scratched his hair.
There was silence for two minutes in the video. Chen Jingshen said suddenly: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't cut it."
Yu Fan paused.
He turned on the rear camera, and the phone was lying flat on the table at the moment, leaving Chen Jingshen with a pitch-black image.
But Chen Jingshen still raised his eyes and looked over, as if he was looking at him.
"If it is cut, it will be easy to be found sleeping in class in the future." Chen Jingshen said lightly.
"..."
Yu Fan, who hadn't slept in the serious class for some time, blinked his eyes: "... Oh, right."
"And if you push it, it will be very prickly, and it will be uncomfortable to sleep."
"how do you know?"
"When I was very young, I thought it was too hot, so I pushed it. I didn't sleep well during that time."
"Tsk." Yu Fan slid down the steps, with an annoyed tone, "Forget it...we'll talk about it later."
Chen Jingshen hummed: "Did you solve the problem?"
"No, I'm watching, don't rush." This time it was really annoying.
Chen Jingshen lowered his head, turned his pen twice, and said, "Okay."
That day, Hu Pang led a group of people to Class 2 and 7 of the senior high school aggressively, but they were all in vain.
After Zhang Wenjing saw him, she made up nonsense, saying that Chen Jingshen was ill, and Yu Fan and Wang Luan sent him to the hospital.
Hu Pang had 100% trust in Chen Jingshen, and he didn't say anything else immediately. He just waved his hand and asked the people behind to cut off Zhang Wenjing's curly hair.
Because of this, Zhang Wenjing vented all her anger on Wang Lu'an's arm the next day, almost giving him a muscle.
Not long after the midterm exam, there was another monthly exam. However, Nancheng No. 7 Middle School's monthly exam process is not as complicated as the midterm exam, and there is no need to change seats, similar to classroom exams.
As soon as the exam was finished on Wednesday, the teachers finished grading on Friday and handed it out to start talking about the papers.
After class, Wang Luan took Yu Fan's math paper and said awkwardly: "You, math, why can you score 3 points higher than me..."
Midsummer is scorching hot, the air is dry and hot, and several large fans above the classroom are squeaking like they are out of breath.
Yu Fan was folding up the physics papers to fan the wind, when he heard the words, he raised his eyes: "What do you mean?"
"No, my final math test last semester was a few points higher than yours. This time the math paper is so difficult, how can you get 70 points..." Wang Lu'an couldn't accept it, "Tell me honestly, are you secretly making up lessons behind my back? gone?"
Zhang Xianjing's Erlang legs wobbled: "Is it possible, he..."
"That's right."
Yu Fan's hands are strong, and every gust of wind from his fan can slowly blow to his tablemate's face.
Both of them were taken aback.
Zhang Wenjing looked at him in shock: "Really..."
"I knew it! Otherwise, how could the grades be so fast!" Wang Lu'an came up and asked, "Which make-up class? I'll go with you."
Yu Fan fanned the wind a little slower, subconsciously glanced at Chen Jingshen.
For some reason, Yu Fan didn't want to say anything.
It is quite normal for classmates to help each other, right
Chen Jingshen was doing the paper with a cold and focused expression.
Yu Fan thought he wasn't listening to them, but in the next second Chen Jingshen raised his eyelids and looked at him, and said calmly, "Aren't you looking for a one-on-one teacher?"
Wang Luan: "Really?"
Yu Fan: "...Really."
"It's normal to improve quickly, one-on-one teachers are all targeted teaching." Wu Si came over with the paper that Zhang had just finished brushing, and bent over after speaking, "Xueba, what did you choose for this question? "
Wu Si is now sitting with Wang Luan. When Zhuang Fangqin asked him if he would like to change seats, he agreed immediately. One is that he is not short-sighted, so he can sit anywhere; the other is that he thinks Wang Luan's usual words are quite interesting.
After sitting for a while, he felt that the position was changed fairly well. Although the grades of the surrounding students are relatively low, they are not noisy in class and lively after class.
Chen Jingshen directly pulled out the paper from the drawer and showed it to him.
"Okay, is one-on-one expensive?" Wang Lu'an asked.
Yu Fan took out his mobile phone to open the game, and said vaguely, "It's okay."
"Chen Jingshen."
A low voice came from outside the window.
It just so happens that a game of Snake Eating is over. Yu Fan's eyelids twitched, and he looked sideways.
A boy stood outside the window.
His school uniform is the same as someone's, the one tied to the top, a little short, and his hair is a little naturally curly.
It may be that he has heard many glorious deeds of Yu Fan. When the two met their eyes, the other party took a step back in fear.
Chen Jingshen: "Is there something wrong?"
"Can you come out?" The boy's voice was very soft, "I want to discuss tomorrow's physics competition with you."
Chen Jingshen put down his pen and went out.
Chen Jingshen had been transferred to the class for so long, and this was the first time he saw students from other classes come to him.
Wang Lu'an looked out the window with his chin propped up, and said curiously, "What class is this guy in? I don't think I've seen him before."
"Class five." Wu Si said.
"how do you know?"
Wu Si was stunned: "I used to be in the same class as him, so of course I know. He was the same table as Xueba in the first class. He is very good at physics and competitive. His name is Miao Chen."
Oh, my former deskmate.
Yu Fan glanced out, then quickly looked away, and continued to lower his head to eat snakes.
"That's it." Wang Lu'an was stunned, "Then why didn't he say hello to you?"
Wu Si: "I don't know him very well. He has a better relationship with girls... and Xueba. He is one of the few people in our class who can talk to Xueba more than once."
The two outside the door were standing at the back door talking. Yu Fan was so close that he could hear from both sides.
"Tomorrow's competition, can we go there together?" Miao Chen enunciated clearly and spoke nicely, like the voice on the radio at their school every afternoon after school. "Is the examination room at Yuhe Middle School? I don't know the way there. cooked."
"No." Chen Jingshen said.
"Oh..." Miao Chen paused, "Then it's exactly twelve o'clock after the exam, can we have lunch together? I'm a bit confused about the answer."
The class bell rang, and the ten-second-long "Fur Elise" covered up all the subsequent conversations.
When the ringing ended, Yu Fan only heard Miao Chen say, "Then let's chat on WeChat."
"Um."
Chen Jingshen came back from the back door, sat down and took out the papers for this monthly exam from the drawer.
This class is self-study, and he asked, "Are there any questions in today's paper that you don't understand?"
"No." Yu Fan continued playing Snake without looking up.
Chen Jingshen turned to look at him: "Do you understand the last big question?"
"Um."
"How do you solve it?"
"..."
Chen Jingshen picked up Yu Fan's pen that was about to fall to the corner of the table, and put it back in front of him: "Take the test paper home, and I will explain it to you again in the evening video."
It's a pity that the video still didn't finish that night.
As soon as the video was connected, Yu Fan heard buzzing on the other side. He asked, "What's the sound?"
Chen Jingshen's mobile phone was originally placed on the stage. Hearing this, he picked it up and took a look: "WeChat news."
Yu Fan saw Chen Jingshen looking down at the screen, as if replying a message.
After answering, Chen Jingshen said: "Apart from the last question, is there any—"
The phone buzzed and vibrated again.
Chen Jingshen: "Wait."
After repeating it three times, Yu Fan's face was cold, and he really wanted to light a cigarette and stick it on Chen Jingshen's face through the screen. A ballpoint pen that he picked up casually was creaked by him.
Chen Jingshen: "Okay. Let me talk about the last one first..."
"Forget it." Yu Fan flicked the pen, "I don't want to listen."
Chen Jingshen paused, and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
After speaking, there was another shock.
Yu Fan: "I don't want to study tonight, so I hang up."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a beep, and the video was cut off.
Chen Jingshen looked at the dialog box and thought for a while, making sure he didn't say anything just now, the phone buzzed again.
[Mom: I said that these social software are of no use to you, they will only increase your meaningless communication.]
[Mom: I will use it after I go to college. listen to the fuck, ok?]
[Mom: Also, you have been covering the monitor for a long time recently.]
Chen Jingshen leaned on the chair and typed.
[S: It's late for you, go to sleep.]
After hanging up the phone, Yu Fan went to the balcony to smoke.
He leaned against the iron railing, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with smoke.
He exhaled distractedly, and when he shook the ash, he couldn't help but think—
What the hell am I bothering about.
Thinking about it carefully, Chen Jingshen didn't do anything just now. It's just a reply to the news from the two former tablemates.
Oh, not two, judging from Chen Jingshen's typing status, he answered at least seven.
Isn't this very chatty? Usually, Wang Luan and the others chatted with Chen Jingshen in the group, and they never saw Chen Jingshen reply a few farts, ummm, he once thought that Chen Jingshen would not be able to type without his dialog box.
Yu Fan screwed out the cigarette, and was about to touch the cigarette case again when the phone buzzed.
Chen Jingshen first sent a video, looking at the screen preview, it should be the process of solving the last question of the paper.
Then there is a voice.
"Remember to do your homework. If you don't know the questions, just play the video. I'm going to brush up a few competition papers, and I'll be here tonight."
Yu Fan didn't return, and leaned on the anti-theft net while browsing Moments.
When he came back to his senses, he was already in Chen Jingshen's circle of friends.
very empty. There is nothing on the cover wall, introduction, and dynamics, just as boring as myself.
He withdrew the dialogue with Chen Jingshen, and was about to go back to his room to sleep. But after jumping off the balcony railing, he couldn't hold back and pressed the voice button, speaking calmly and lazily.
"Stop playing, go to sleep, you and your former tablemate have a slow chat."
Yu Fan didn't close the dialog box, and since his voice was sent out, there was always "typing..." above his head.
So he took his mobile phone to wash up, and put the mobile phone on the shelf to stare.
After washing, I am still typing. He took it to the bed again and looked at the phone for a few minutes.
In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore and sent another message: [What did you type that took so long? ?]
the other side. Chen Jingshen looked at the words he had typed, and thought to forget it, after sending it out, he might not be able to chat again this weekend.
[S: No. I'm not chatting with anyone, let's sleep.]
Yu Fan didn't sleep well.
He stayed up late to break Chen Jingshen's snake-eating record before falling asleep with his phone in his hand.
When the sunlight coming in from the window hit his eyelids the next day, he remembered that he didn't draw the curtains before going to bed.
Yu Fan covered his eyes and stretched out his hand to pull the curtains. The curtains were of poor quality and did not block the light at all, making the room dim.
can not fall asleep.
He dazedly took out his mobile phone and played for a while, the more he played, the more bored he became.
During this period of time, the weekend seemed to be meaningless.
Yu Fan lay on the bed for a while, and a @tip popped up on WeChat.
[Zuo Kuan: @Everyone LOL come here, five blacks to play for a day.]
[Wang Lu'an: Dad is coming right now?]
[Zuo Kuan: Stupid.]
[Zuo Kuan: What about Yu Fan, tell him to come too, he lacks an AD.]
[Wang Lu'an: It's not even eleven o'clock, he can wake up enough... and he hasn't surfed the Internet much recently.]
[-:I come. Wait, I get up and go to the Internet cafe.]
This weekend, the Internet cafe downstairs is small, so it must be full of people at the moment.
I have to change.
Yu Fan rubbed his eyes, opened the map to search for Internet cafes, sorted by location, and swipe slowly from top to bottom.
At twelve o'clock at noon, the exam was over, and the gate of Yuhe Middle School was slowly pushed open.
Many parents stood outside the school gate. The noon sun was scorching and dazzling, and the door was dark and full of umbrellas.
Chen Jingshen walked too fast, and Miao Chen ran for a while after leaving the classroom before catching up with him.
"How was the test?" Miao Chen asked.
"It's okay." Chen Jingshen said.
"Oh, that's good." Miao Chen said with a smile, "The classrooms in this school are too old, and the fans in my examination room are all broken... There is a freshly squeezed juice shop in front, do you want to buy a bottle to quench your thirst? I ask you .”
Chen Jingshen glanced forward following his words, just about to say no, when he suddenly saw a tall and thin figure.
The man hurriedly turned his back before he looked over, and he vaguely glanced at the side face.
Chen Jingshen didn't see Laozi, did he
Yu Fan copied his pockets with both hands, and his body stiffened into the crowd at the station. I was so startled by the look just now that I didn't dare to look back.
His hair looked like it was about to catch fire. Yu Fan recalled with a dull face, thinking that he didn't sleep well last night, and his brain was pumped, so he ran to Yuhe to surf the Internet.
Did Chen Jingshen see me
He doesn't think I'm here to find him, does he
Another bus passed by. Yu Fan hesitated for a moment, then looked back without showing any trace—
What about people
Yu Fan frowned and scanned around the school gate, and finally saw his deskmate in the queue in front of the juice shop.
The former tablemate with him.
The two stood back and forth in line, and Miao Chen poked his head forward from time to time to ask questions. Chen Jingshen lowered his head, and his white baseball cap was lowered to cover his eyes, so that people could not see his expression clearly.
The tension just now dissipated.
Yu Fan's eyelids gradually tightened, he turned his head back, took out his phone, turned on the navigation, and searched for other Internet cafes nearby.
A message just popped up.
[Wang Lu'an: Brother, are you being blocked on the way to the Internet cafe? I've been waiting for you for ten minutes.]
Yu Fan turned around and walked in the direction of the navigation, typing while walking: The Internet cafe I was looking for was full, and I am looking for it again, you first...
The T-shirt was grabbed from behind, Yu Fan paused and looked back.
Suddenly met Chen Jingshen's eyes, Yu Fan's head went blank, and he blurted out: "Wang Lu'an and the others asked me to play games. The Internet cafe downstairs at my house was full, so I came here to find a place to surf the Internet..."
With a heavy head, Yu Fan looked at the white hat brim that suddenly appeared above his eyes, and fell silent.
The hair that had been exposed to the sun for a long time suddenly cooled down.
"Hmm." Chen Jingshen raised his hand and helped him adjust the brim of his hat, "Since we met, do you want to have dinner together?"
Yu Fan was only stunned for a second.
He glanced at the two glasses of juice that Chen Jingshen was holding in his other hand, and put on a murderous face that he thought was natural: "No, let's eat at the same table as you."