Chapter 8:

Chiang Kai-shek didn't pick sugar like this when he was in elementary school. Basically, he didn't allow sugar and snacks and drinks at home. He always felt that he was living like a practice, so that he didn't like snacks and sugar and so on, and every time Pan Zhi ate something he felt delicious and gave him a bunch.
Now Gu Fei put the sugar on his table and let him pick it by himself. He suddenly felt a very fresh feeling.
Coffee candies, toffees, mints, fruit candies ... This is still soft and hard. He stared at it for a while, and finally took a toffee.
Just peeled off, Gu Fei reached out and took all the rest.
"Fuck?" Jiang Yan stopped, remembering that Gu Fei said "pick your own," not "all for you." The logic is very strict, immediately convinced, can't help but look at him, "You cut it like this is Isn't it possible for Wang Jianlin to hold your thigh tomorrow? "
Gu Fei didn't say a word, looked down at the sugar in his hand, picked out the other two toffees, and put them in his pocket.
... neuropathy!
Jiang Yan peeled the three toffees together and stuffed them into his mouth. I really don't know what else to express.
The English teacher's surname is Lu. In the class, he can be more focused and quiet than the old Xu, because he will roar, and the class effect is better than the old Xu.
Although Jiang Yan felt that the teacher he met today was incomparable to the former teacher, Teacher Lu was very excited in one class. Some people scratched and tickled and asked if they wanted to help. Jiang Yan has n’t been in a long time. He has been so absorbed in class, and he will be shocked when he walks.
When the bell rang at the end of the class, the class was suddenly noisy, as if it was too loud, and some people groaned as they stretched their waists.
"You!" Teacher Lu suddenly pointed with a pointer at the back of the classroom. "Come with me."
This "you" and this finger are quite wide in scope. Everyone's heads beat drums and flowers again. When Jiang Ye felt a look, he didn't care. He was newly transferred, and the teacher couldn't even name him ...
"Gu Fei!" Teacher Lu shouted again.
"... Hey," Gu Feizheng looked down at the phone. He shouted that the phone dropped directly to the ground. He glanced up at Teacher Lu and tilted his head to Jiang Yan's side. "Call you."
"Huh?" Jiang Yan said, "Call me?"
"That's you! Gu Fei's at the same table!" Teacher Lu pointed at the pointer again, and several of his heads quickly walked away.
Jiang Yan had to stand up and wondered what the English teacher was doing to him.
However, as he walked towards the classroom door, he turned around and stunned Wang Xu. This forced him to stand up. It is estimated that if the teacher had called him away, the two of them would already be at war.
"Call Jiang Yan, right?" Teacher Lu turned and walked downstairs.
"Well," Jiang Yan answered, and followed him down. "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Before you Mr. Xu saw Tianer to dazzle with me, and said that he had learned the truth ..." Teacher Lu said.
"What? Really?" Jiang Yan didn't understand.
"Really, a little bit, Xueba," Teacher Lu glanced at him and explained to him, "Do you not even understand this?"
Real Xueba.
"... now." Jiang Yan knew for the first time that someone would read it out.
"Our school used to be Pu Gao, then changed to vocational high school, and then changed back to Pu Gao," said Teacher Lu. "So it can't compare with your previous school. I hope you won't be affected. How did you learn before? Now How can you learn? "
"Oh." Jiang Yan thought about how he had learned before, and felt that the teacher probably didn't know himself well.
"Like Wang Xu, Gu Fei, don't mess with them, they are all joke," Teacher Lu said, "I won't call you out, and he'll have to trouble you now, don't fight The disciplinary action does not count as completing the task, he already has a record on his back. "
"... Oh." Jiang Yan nodded, feeling that Teacher Lu was quite concerned about the students.
"Thank you?" Teacher Lu glanced at him with dissatisfaction.
"Thank you," Jiang Yan said.
"You have a very good grade in English. Come and be my class representative," Teacher Lu said immediately. "Ying Jing is the current English representative in your class. She is the monitor and the representative of the Chinese class ..."
"Huh?" Jiang froze and shook his head quickly, "No."
"Why not?" Teacher Lu was surprised. "I heard Lao Xu said that you were still the monitor before, and a class represents that you would not be tired?"
"The monitor was only a semester and it didn't work." Jiang Yan said.
"Why?" Teacher Lu asked.
Jiang Yan glanced at him: "Fights and absenteeism."
Teacher Lu stared and opened his mouth without speaking.
"Then I'm back in the classroom?" Jiang Yan said.
"You ... wait," Teacher Lu thought for a while, "can you help me make courseware someday?"
Jiang Yan sighed in his heart, and would like to say that I don't have a computer now, but think that this teacher Lu is quite good, it is not good to refuse once, and then nodded.
"Okay," Teacher Lu smiled. "Go back to the classroom."
"Fuck, don't come back for such a long time," Wang Xu was sitting at Jiang Yan's table. "Is it hiding from Lao Tzu, can I hide from it!"
"Lao Lu has something to do with him." Zhou Jing said.
"There is a shit, when did you see Lao Lu find someone who has something to do with it! It's nothing more than a new transfer to ask about the situation. After you ask this, you can't go back to the classroom!" Wang Xu said.
"You want to fix it here?" Asked Gu Fei, who had been playing mobile games without saying a word.
"Crap!" Wang Xuqi lowered his head without hitting it and pulled his own hair again. "Fuck!"
Gu Fei put down his phone and glanced up at him.
"... Where can I solve it?" Wang Xu hesitated.
"I control you," Gu Fei said, "don't toss around me, don't you bother?"
"Otherwise," said Zhou Jing, "you once, you're even."
"You pulled your uncle even!" Wang Xu stared back at Zhou Jing.
"Either the playground or outside the school," Gu Fei continued to play the game, "don't be beside me, annoying."
"He is back." Zhou Jing said.
Gu Fei raised his eyes and glanced forward, and saw Jiang Yan slowly shaking his hands in his pockets, looking at Wang Xu.
"Hiding me?" Wang Xu sneered, "Did you come back before the bell rang?"
"Three things," Jiang Yan said.
Wang Xu looked at him as if he didn't respond to what he was talking about.
"One, come down," Jiang Yan said with one finger, and then extended two fingers. "Two, the first one is cheap."
After Wang Xu returned to God with a stare, he was about to speak, and was interrupted by him. He stretched out three fingers.
After his remarks, the class waited to see the lively people quiet down.
Everyone was watching Wang Xu's response.
Gu Fei tilted his head back and whistled against the wall behind him.
Jiang Yan's words and the momentum when he said these words, based on his many years of experience in eating melons, suddenly made Wang Xu's road as a boss blurred.
The expression on Wang Xu's face was a bit unpredictable, and what Jiang Yan was thinking was impossible to judge, but he glanced at Gu Fei for the first time, but Jiang Yan could see clearly.
Wang Xu was afraid of Gu Fei, or he unconsciously regarded Gu Fei as a backing.
When he saw that he wasn't a good bird in Gu Fei's shop, he knew that the state of Gu Fei, who looked kind and polite, was "nothing matters to me".
Alas.
Pretend to be an old fairy travelling in the sky.
"Waiting for you at noon," Wang Xu jumped out of the table and turned to his seat while pointing back at him, "Don't run then."
"Um." Jiang Yan responded and sat down.
After thinking about it, he tilted his head and asked Gu Fei again, "Is this the boss of your class?"
It was then that he suddenly noticed that the rest on Gu Fei's left green skin was three dots and thirty-two minutes rest.
"Almost." Gu Fei said.
"What's the same?" Jiang Yan said.
"Everyone said he wouldn't just fight with anyone." Gu Fei still stared at the phone, his fingers flicking very busy.
Jiang Yan sees that he is actually playing this kind of mini-game that he really had nothing to play when he was in junior high school and it takes time to play.
Gu Fei actually played this in addition to watching the video.
"Do you still play this?" Jiang Yan said unstoppably.
"Well no brain," Gu Fei said, "I'm not Xueba."
Jiang Yan was unhappy everywhere this morning. After hearing this sentence, he almost hit the thirty-two stop with a punch.
Gritted his teeth and didn't do it. One was because Gu Fei helped him when he fainted, and the other was that he ate three toffees from Gu Fei just now.
"It's kind of courage to be able to face your own decent head," he said, "I'm bullish on you."
Gu Fei turned to stare at him with a glance. There was no expression on his face, but his tone was quite lacking: "Come on at noon."
Oh your uncle's big yellow dog!
Fuck.
Jiang Yan didn't listen much to the lesson behind, and he was blocked in his heart. After blocking the family of four, he couldn't help but want to click in and see.
The relationship is indeed bad and tense, but it was the "home" he spent more than ten years, and the "family" engraved in his memory that he saw every day. Can't throw it away.
But no one seems to be affected by his absence or even never seeing each other again ... Maybe it didn't show up?
Feeling such calmness more frustrated than being pushed out of his home for more than a decade.
He lay on the table, closed his eyes with his hat on his forehead, forget about it, and slept for a while. Although he didn't choose a seat, he didn't sleep much after coming here.
Li Baoguo's house is too old, and this person is really embarrassed, so not only cockroaches and spiders, but also mice, I heard the mice roam the house all night, there is always the illusion of sleeping in a garbage dump. .
The teacher in No. 4 Middle School was much more empathetic than the teacher in the original school. He slept so much that he didn't even look up during the lesson. He didn't have a teacher to disturb him.
It wasn't until the bell of the last class rang, and Wang Xu slapped him on the table, he yawned, sat upright, and his waist was sore.
"Let's go." Wang Xu squinted at him.
Jiang Yan said nothing, stuffed the textbooks into the table, and sat up with his schoolbag.
Wang Xu turned around and walked towards the back door of the classroom. If he was not wearing a down jacket and there was no wind, there would be a kind of aura.
He was also followed by three or four people. His excitement should be his little assistant. Anyone who wanted to see the excitement had not had time to keep up.
"Ah." Jiang Yan called him behind him.
"Counseled?" Wang Xu answered immediately.
"Are you a teammate or a cheerleader?" Jiang Yan asked.
Wang Xu looked at the people next to him, and stared at Jiang Yan again: "Why, afraid?"
"Cheerleaders don't matter," Jiang Yan glanced at them and said as he walked forward. "If you want to do something, you should rank first inside."
"Don't follow along." Wang Xu waved.
"Go and see?" Zhou Jing arched the table.
Gu Fei was still playing the elimination of love, which was played without the brains of the hegemony, and he stood up until the game was over: "Don't go."
"Go and see, aren't you afraid of something?" Zhou Jing said.
"Can something happen to me?" Gu Fei put his mobile phone in his pocket and turned away.
When walking downstairs, Wang Xu's little iron sons were looking towards the back door. Jiang Yan and Wang Xu could no longer see the figure.
"Dafei ..." Someone saw him come over immediately.
"Shh," Gu Fei put his index finger to his mouth, "don't bother me."
Today the elementary school students have not yet started school. Gu Miao must have been waiting for him at the gate an hour ago. He had no time to watch Wang Xu's captivity.
That's right, he just thought so arrogantly that Wang Xu's confrontation with Jiang Yan was the death of a prostitute.
The kind of indifference in Jiang Yan's eyes was not what Wang Xu had, and the uncomfortableness and unhappiness covered by his body could scare the dense phobia. If it wasn't for some recent depression, it would be This man has been mentally ill for a long time.
How can Wang Xu, a patient with secondary disease who is dreaming of rivers and lakes, be an opponent of a bad mood neurosis.
As soon as he left the school, a green head swept across the wind in front of him, and a "wow" exclaimed around him.
Gu Fei went to the parking shed and took his bike. Just stepped on, Gu Miao was blowing like a wind. He stopped beside him for about two seconds and grabbed a handful of sugar from his pocket.
When he was riding to the intersection, Gu Miao was standing on the side of the road peeling sugar paper, and she was picked out of fruit candy.
"I'll take you back?" Gu Fei asked, "or are you following?"
When Gu Miao took the skateboard and was about to step up to the back seat, he stopped and pinched Gu Miao's chin to look at a small scrape in the corner of her eye: "Did you fight or fight?"
"Shit." Gu Miao said.
"Get in the car." Gu Fei didn't continue to ask.
Gu Miao took the skateboard to the back seat and hugged his waist.
Maybe it was slapstick, maybe it was a fight with someone and hurt. Anyway, this little girl died stubbornly. When asked, she asked it freely, but she couldn't take more care of it. She had to deal with it by herself and recognize it.
"Take you to buy a pair of gloves," Gu Fei pedaled, "the little leather glove you wanted last time?"
Gu Miao quickly took off the dirty down gloves on her hand, and raised her thumb and swayed it.
The back door of the No. 4 Middle School is more prosperous than the front door, which is amazing.
Probably because there is a small street on the back door side, the management is relatively chaotic, and various windproof shacks are lined up one after another, mainly selling food, which is very popular.
When Jiang Yan was walking through various fragrances beside Wang Xu, Jiang Yan almost wanted to say that I would like you to eat something first ...
However, Wang Xu's face was angry and his eyes were still determined, so he didn't speak, fearing that it would make people cry.
Let's take a look first and come back later to eat.
I still want to eat a lot, all kinds of barbecue, fatty beef, mutton and lamb ribs.
Jiang Yan swallowed.
After the street was gone, the fragrance disappeared, and I didn't know where Wang Xu was going.
"Are we two going for a hike?" He asked, annoyingly hungry.
Wang Xu ignored him, but stopped a few steps forward and suddenly frowned.
Jiang Yan glanced forward.
There were three people standing on the side of the road a few meters away, all looking at them with both hands in their hands. After he and Wang Xu both looked at them, they came over slowly.
Wang Xu's hand touched his pocket.
"Why?" A thin, tall man who looked hungry for a decade or so smiled. "Have you called Gu Fei? People have just gone back with their sister, and I don't think it's your business."
"What are you doing!" Wang Xu asked impatiently with a rough voice.
"Yo," said the tall man with an exaggerated, surprised expression. "Is it tough today, don't you run?"
He glanced again at Jiang Yan's face: "Are you a new companion? It must be awesome. You don't have to run with him."
"In the past, a group of people ran loudly with the wind." A man behind the tall man said with a smile.
The tall man looked at them with a teasing expression on his face: "Otherwise I count three of you ..."
Jiang Yan hit his nose directly with a punch.
This punch not only smashed his words, but also smashed both players.
Jiang Yan did not stop, this kind of thing is about a quick decision.
After a punch, he grabbed his thin head with his hat and hair, and banged his knee against his nose again.
The strength of the two times is not too great. According to Jiang Yan's experience, the bridge of the nose will be fine, but the nosebleed will surely spew out and create the effect of a tomato paste.
Sure enough, when he let go of his hand and pushed away the tall and thin man, his nosebleed came out, and then he wiped it subconsciously ...
Jiang Yan glanced at Wang Xu, bumped his shoulder forward on the other arm that was about to be pulled out, and then used his head to slap his nose into his nose.
The man covered his nose with a slap.
"Run stupid!" Jiang Yan shouted at Wang Xu, and ran forward.
Wang Xu stunned and hurried up after him.
"This way." Wang Xu pointed to the left when he ran to the intersection.
Jiang Yan walked into a hutong with him crookedly, and then made two more turns before stopping on a small piece of open space surrounded by the walls of the backyards of several families.
"Where is this?" Jiang Yan looked around. This was a dead end. All three walls were dilapidated. The ground was piled with snow and fallen branches, and all kinds of garbage.
"This is ..." Wang Xu panted for a while, "where I'm meeting people."
"The taste is special." Jiang Yan said.
"That," Wang Xu looked at him, and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Just now ... thank you."
"Thank me," Jiang Yan drew out a cigarette from his pocket, and lighted a cigarette, "I'm not here to help you."
Wang Xu stared at him: "Fuck, are you really a bully?"
"Take care of things," Jiang Yan looked at the time, "I'm hungry. I'll have something to eat as soon as possible."
"Solved," Wang Xu sat down next to a three-legged chair that was broken like a haunted house prop. "We're fine."
Jiang Yan said, "I'm gone."
"Wait a while," Wang Xu stopped him. "The monkeys must be here. They are crowded and they will run out when they go out."
Jiang Yan said nothing.
"Really, I saw three of them just now. You wiped the monkey's face with blood. If you go out and run into them, it's definitely not three. I ... ask someone to come and help." Wang Xu took out his mobile phone.
Jiang Yan remembered what he had said before, and frowned, and asked, "Who is it?"
"Dafei." Wang Xu said.
"Fuck me? Gu Fei?" Jiang Yan suddenly felt his face fall to the ground.