Jiang Tu didn't sleep the whole night and was actually very tired. He didn't look very good when he was woken up in this situation. He stood up and looked at her feet, and sure enough, he saw his glasses scattered next to her white sneakers.
Zhu Xingyao felt a little wronged. Her glasses suddenly ran to her feet and were broken by her. Then she thought of the night when her glasses were knocked off by her brother. She thought that glasses were really unlucky. Finally, she thought of Jiang Tu's family situation and thought it would be difficult to get a new pair of glasses. Before he could speak, she added: "Sorry, how about... I compensate you with a pair."
Jiang Tu looked up at her and couldn't help frowning.
When the others reacted, Li Xixi subconsciously said, "Xingxing didn't mean to do that. His glasses just flew off suddenly..."
After saying this, something felt wrong.
If it wasn't intentional, you don't have to take responsibility
Ding Xiang scratched his head and said hurriedly, "It seems that I accidentally hit it, so I should pay for it." After saying that, he smiled and said to Zhu Xingyao, "How can I ask you to pay for it? If anyone needs to pay, it should be me."
Several other boys also said: "That's right, how can we let girls pay for it?"
Zhu Xingyao said: "This is not a question of boys or girls, I stepped on it and broke it."
At this time, Zhang Sheng came over and looked down at the broken glasses, still with that disdainful tone: "Tsk, neither of them did it on purpose, isn't it just a pair of glasses? It doesn't cost much, there is an eyewear store next to the school gate, I accompanied Cao Ming to get a pair of glasses a few days ago, the cheapest one is only a hundred yuan."
Ding Xiang couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "You are so rich, why don't you give me a few hundred dollars?"
Zhang Sheng was unhappy: "I mean well..."
Zhu Xingyao looked at him, frowned and interrupted: "Shut up, this is none of your business."
Zhang Sheng: “…”
He widened his eyes and almost wanted to curse, but when he thought that the other person was Zhu Xingyao, he held his anger back. After all, he liked her.
Zhu Xingyao ignored him and turned to look at Jiang Tu.
He looked at her for a moment, then sat back down, his eyes slightly lowered: "No need."
"How nearsighted are you?" she asked.
Jiang Tu is nearsighted to the point of 300 degrees, which is not too serious, but he is half blind without glasses. In addition, he is tall and can only sit in the back seat and needs to work, so he has to wear glasses. He looked up at her again, with a depth in his eyes that was inconsistent with his age, and his tone was very dull: "I said no, I will get glasses."
"Can you see the blackboard?"
“I can’t see.”
"… "
Just as the stalemate was going on, the bell for class suddenly rang, and the math teacher Xie Ya walked in with a lesson plan, her timing being extremely precise.
Zhu Xingyao didn’t know whether Jiang Tu didn’t ask her to compensate for her glasses because of what Zhang Sheng said, but she didn’t care anymore as she was dragged back to her seat by Li Xixi.
The math teachers at No. 1 Middle School are all very strict. Xie Ya seems to be less than 30 years old. She is always dressed meticulously and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her nose. She is not a good teacher to talk to. She is also the head teacher of the next class 8. Students in the next class often say that their head teacher is very fierce. She is simply a young version of Nun Miejue. She has definitely entered menopause early. Oh, and she is not married yet.
Li Xixi didn’t dare to speak in her class and could only write a sentence on the draft paper: Can I get compensation for the glasses
Zhu Xingyao took a look and wrote: Compensation.
Hand it over.
Li Xixi: But he said no, we can’t just drag him to the eyewear store, right
Hand it over.
Zhu Xingyao thought about it and decided that she really couldn't do that. If it was someone else, she might not be so embarrassed, but it had to be Jiang Tu. His family owed so much debt, why should she refuse? She sighed and wrote: If he gets glasses, I'll give him the money later.
Pass it over again.
The next second, Xie Ya knocked on the table and said in a cold voice: "Li Xixi, come up and solve this problem."
Li Xixi: “…”
She didn't listen to the class. She walked up to the podium with a guilty conscience, picked up a piece of chalk and started making a draft on the side.
Xie Ya looked at him for a while, then looked at Zhu Xingyao coldly, "Zhu Xingyao, come here."
Zhu Xingyao is pretty and her grades are among the top ten in her grade. Most teachers won't make things difficult for her because she's a good student. But Xie Ya won't avoid punishing you just because you're pretty.
To be honest, this is the first time that Zhu Xingyao has gone to the podium to solve a problem.
Her ears felt slightly hot and she felt a little embarrassed, but luckily she had reviewed it the night before and she quickly solved the function problem.
"Pay attention to the class next time."
Xie Ya nodded and finally let them go.
Zhu Xingyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed Li Xixi down the stage. They finally waited until the math class was over. As soon as Xie Ya left, Li Xixi grabbed her soft short hair angrily and wailed, "Ah! I want to change my math teacher!"
"I want to, too." Zhu Xingyao stood up holding his physics homework, looked down at her, and couldn't help but remind her, "I'm going to hand in my homework, stop pulling your hair, or you'll go bald."
Li Xixi quickly put down her hand and gently and lovingly smoothed her short hair, "I was wrong. I don't want to be bald."
Zhu Xingyao took two steps, looked back at her, and gave her a sweet date with a smile: "Oh, by the way, it seems that baldness is passed down from male to female."
Li Xixi: “…”
At the fourth table in the third group, Cao Ming looked at Zhang Sheng: "Fuck, is this true? Uncle Zhang is a little..."
Before he could finish, Zhang Sheng covered his mouth and said fiercely: "What the hell are you talking about!"
When the others heard this, they understood: Oh? Zhang Sheng's father is bald
Zhu Xingyao saw that Zhang Sheng and Cao Ming were about to fight, smiled lightly, and turned away.
Zhou Qian laughed loudly, stood up with her homework in her arms, and called Zhu Xingyao: "Wait, I'll go with you."
"God probably thinks that Zhang Sheng is such a mean person, so he's going to make him bald in middle age." Ding Xiang laughed for a while and turned to look at Jiang Tu. Jiang Tu hardly looked at the blackboard during the entire math class, and he probably couldn't see it clearly. But Jiang Tu said he didn't have to pay for it, so he was embarrassed to mention it again.
Jiang Tu didn't refute this time, and smiled lightly: "Probably."
Zhang Sheng suddenly looked over and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Jiang Tu: "I laugh at whatever everyone else laughs at."
Zhang Sheng cursed.
After school in the afternoon, Jiang Tu left when most of the others had almost left. He strode to the bicycle shed, pushed out the old bicycle, took a step forward with his long legs, and quickly pedaled out.
He was not used to not wearing glasses, and could not see clearly, so he squinted slightly.
It was almost November. The temperature had dropped rapidly in the past two days, and the wind was chilly. Zhu Xingyao walked out of the school gate, turned left, and headed towards the driver's usual parking spot. When he passed by the eyewear store that Zhang Sheng mentioned, he stopped and looked inside.
Just then, Jiang Tu's tall and thin figure passed by her. There were many people at the school gate, and he was riding slowly, so he didn't seem to see her.
Without thinking, she ran forward a few steps and called out to him, "Jiang Tu, wait a minute."
Jiang Tu paused, supported himself on the ground with his right foot, and looked back.
She had already run up to him, smiled, pointed to the optical shop behind them, and said briskly, "Let's go get some glasses."
Jiang Tu looked down at the girl in front of him. Her eyes were clear and bright, and her smile was full of stars. He rolled his pointed Adam's apple and looked away. "I said you don't have to pay. Go home quickly. Your car is in front. Don't keep your parents waiting for too long."
Zhu Xingyao didn't expect that he still remembered her car. She was a little surprised and said subconsciously: "My parents don't have time today. I'll tell the driver to wait."
There were layers of dark clouds in the sky, suppressing the rosy glow, and it seemed like it was about to rain.
Jiang Tu turned back to look at her, his eyes slightly lowered: "I have something to do and I have to leave first."
As he was about to get on the bike, someone called out "Jiang Tu" again. Lin Jiayu, holding her phone in her hand, rode her bike a little unsteadily. She stopped beside him and hurriedly handed him the phone: "Your mother is calling to talk to you."
He put his feet down again, glanced at Zhu Xingyao, and took the phone.
Haven't spoken yet.
Lin Jiayu whispered, "It seems that Chen Yi has brought people to visit us again..."
Zhu Xingyao heard it, bit her lip, and looked up at Jiang Tu.
The boy seemed to be forbearing as he tensed his face, the veins on his neck faintly popping out, the phone pressed to his ear, he only said: "I'll go back now."
He threw the phone to Lin Jiayu, turned around and saw a hint of sympathy in Zhu Xingyao's eyes. He squeezed the handle tightly and said, "I really have something to do. Let's talk about it later. You go home first."
Lin Jiayu turned her head and saw Zhu Xingyao's face. She was stunned for a moment.
Zhu Xingyao paused for a second and whispered, "Okay, if you need help..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted: "No need."
Jiang Tu rode out quickly. Lin Jiayu looked at Zhu Xingyao, said goodbye, and rode to catch up with Jiang Tu.
Zhu Xingyao watched them ride away before turning around thoughtfully. She had never experienced what hardship was from childhood to adulthood, except for the time when Zhu Yunping and Ding Yu opposed her taking the music class and she cried and made a fuss, she basically had everything she wanted.
She couldn't imagine what kind of life Jiang Tu was living.
After getting in the car, she suddenly remembered that the girl just now seemed to be the one who talked to Jiang Tu at the entrance of Hexi Alley last time.
Jiang Tu rode very fast and Lin Jiayu couldn't catch up at all.
The two returned to Hexi Lane one after the other.
The Jiang family was in a mess. Shu Xian was cleaning up. She stood up and glanced at Jiang Tu, whose hair was messy from the wind. She smiled tiredly and said, "It's okay. I just came here to make some noise."
The debt has not been repaid. Basically, this kind of thing happens once or twice a month. How often? It all depends on the mood of those people.
Jiang Tu came over without saying a word and helped move the tables and chairs.
A chair had a broken leg, so he found his tools and took the chair out to repair it.
Lin Jiayu had just returned home and was pushing her bicycle to put it away. Seeing that the place across the street had been almost cleaned up, she walked to the cement bench next to Jiang Tu and sat down, looking at him: "I wanted to ask you just now, where are your glasses?"
Jiang Tu paused while hammering the nail, "It was stepped on and broken."
"Ah?" Lin Jiayu asked hurriedly, "Who stepped on it?"