Chapter 18:

Jiang Yan squatted on the floor of his room to assemble a small bookshelf, and tossed away sweating before he could get it done.
This is probably the most valuable thing he has bought for so long since he gave money to Father Ma Yun.
A small bookshelf of more than five hundred is deadly, and the feel of each piece can show their distinctive grades. There are also many key pieces. In addition, it is a special-shaped shelf. Each piece is not a one. kind.
Jiang Yan faced the instructions for a long time before he put his legs and the bottom board on it, and he also had to screw on them, his eyes were small and he could n’t screw them in, so he had to knock with a hammer first ...
"You bought this thing online?" Li Baoguo pushed open the door and shouted loudly.
When Jiang Yan was young, the bedroom door was closed, and no one had ever pushed in directly. Li Baoguo's throat roared so that his heart would jump from his mouth to the wall and stick it.
The hammer in his hand hit the thumb of his left hand with a bang.
He gritted his teeth and held back for a second before the pain began to crack from his fingertips.
"Is it a bookshelf?" Li Baoguo asked again.
"Yes." Jiang Yan squeezed a word from his teeth.
"How much is it?" Li Baoguo came in, bent over and looked at the board on the ground. "You have to assemble it yourself?"
"Yes," Jiang Yan took a breath and finally took a step back. He looked at Li Baoguo. "Can you knock on the door next time you come in?"
"Knock the door?" Li Baoguo stunned, and then laughed, as if he said something special Coca-Cola, smiled for a long time before patted him on the shoulder, "Knock the door! My son's house, I You have to knock on my son's house? I shot you all! "
"Why ...?" Jiang Yan was a little shocked.
"Just a joke!" Li Baoguo continued to laugh and pointed at him, "Silly boy, can this scare you?"
"No." Jiang Yan stared at the board on the ground, let alone continue to assemble, he now doesn't even want to lift his eyelids again.
"Let me tell you, our family doesn't have that many rules. The family is a rude family. It can't be loaded by rich people," said Li Baoguo. Good study, good study children just can't do these things.
Jiang Yan listened to his words without any context, but remained silent, trying to repulse Li Baoguo silently, let him say enough to go out.
But Li Baoguo did not give up, he squatted beside Jiang Yan: "Let me see."
Jiang Yan didn't move, he directly picked up the board and looked at it, and then looked at the finished picture on the instruction manual: "OK, stay beside you, I'll get it."
"Huh?" Jiang Yan turned to look at him.
"This is simple," Li Baoguo picked out of a pile of boards, took two pieces out, and took a twisted piece of wood, and began to install, "I tell you, you are wasting money, I'll pick up a few boards at the job site in two hours and I can make them for you. "
Jiang Yan looked at his skilled movement without saying a word. At this moment, Li Baoguo was much more pleasing than his usual stare at the poker table.
In half an hour, Li Baoguo assembled the bookshelf without looking at the assembly instructions.
"Okay," he clapped his hands and looked at the bookshelf. "This thing is too ugly. How much did you buy ...?"
"... three hundred." Jiang Yan originally wanted to say four hundred, hesitated and then reduced a bit.
"Three hundred?" Li Baoguo yelled in surprise. "Just a wooden shelf like three hundred? You prodigal!"
Jiang Yan didn't say anything. He didn't know to say two hundred and one hundred. Li Baoguo would not yell like this.
This bookshelf isn't cheap, either. The quality is good, and the shape is something he likes very much. In this room that didn't belong to him before and could not find a sense of belonging in the future, he needs a little "things of his own". Will feel solid.
But these Li Baoguo couldn't understand, nor could he let Li Baoguo understand.
"My son is really a big fan," Li Baoguo sighed. "My dad has to buy something with credit."
"What's your credit again?" Jiang froze.
"I didn't buy a bag of fishballs that day. The one you said is quite delicious," said Li Baoguo, "and the bottle ... hey, the kid's eyes are too sharp, so I don't have to give money for wine ... but I had credited something else before, and that's not bad money. "
Jiang Yan glared at him, feeling that his eyes were about to fall out, and he always wanted to hold it in hand.
"Otherwise ..." Li Baoguo looked at him in embarrassment. "Son, are you ... rich?"
Jiang Yan wanted to say no, but it was undeniable that during the half an hour Li Baoguo had been busy loading bookshelves for him, he was a little shy and even moved faintly.
Although he now feels that Li Baoguo helped him install this bookshelf, the purpose was probably to let him pay back the money ... He nodded still: "Yes."
"My son is reliable!" Li Baoguo patted his arm.
"Where did you get the credit?" Jiang Yan asked. "How much is it in total? I'll pay it back now."
"Just a small supermarket next door ... you should know, Gu Fei," Li Baoguo said, "just the boy from Dafei's house ..."
"What are you talking about? Gu Fei?" Jiang Yan interrupted before he finished speaking, and his voice came out a little bit broken.
"Yeah, he seems to know you, too," Li Baoguo said. "Just say that I let you go ... hey, he is also a middle school student, you should know?"
Jiang Yan didn't speak, and took out his coat in a shock and confusion and indescribable sense of shame.
Damn it ... shameful!
Your own dad! Not long ago, the same table store that had fought against myself was on credit!
In fact, credit is not a big deal, after all, Li Baoguo's life is like this, but listening to what he said, he was stealing things while paying credit!
And it was discovered by Gu Fei!
I fuck!
I fuck!
I'm serial ...
Why do you want to give money?
Just give the money to Li Baoguo and let him give it?
Why do you want to throw this person in person, Jiang Yan turned around and walked back.
I just heard Li Baoguo's voice as soon as I walked to the entrance of the corridor. It seemed to be talking to the neighbor who was upstairs: "My young son is in a hurry! When I heard that I still have no bills in the supermarket, I immediately gave money!"
"Yo," said the neighbor's aunt, "how blessed you are, pick such a son Bai."
"What's the name Bai Bai! It's my seed!" Li Baoguo said with a loud voice, "This boy is stronger than Li Hui, and he didn't want to let me run this trip!"
"You see this smile on your face," said the aunt, "you can live better, drink like that all day long, and the son will ignore you then!"
"Well! You belong to this building, you are the least able to speak, you can talk to the ground and die on the spot!" Li Baoguo said.
"Then you show a fart with me, you can't die on the spot without showing!" Aunt shouted.
Jiang Yan didn't listen to the rest of the words. He knew how the neighbor was arguing all the time. He just continued the fight, and it was a matter of minutes.
He leaned a bit depressed on the wall outside the hallway, ragged his hat off and scratched his hair.
After five minutes of ideological struggle, he still gritted his teeth and walked to the street of Gu's family, mainly because it was too cold, and his face became rigid when the struggle was over.
In fact, it is not a big deal, he just wants to give money, not to credit, not to steal things ...
If he is happy, he can add interest!
After crossing the fork, the intersection was almost directly facing the door of Gu Fei's home. At the intersection, he saw Gu Fei standing at the door, holding a cigarette and looking down at his mobile phone.
Probably never done such a shameful thing, Jiang Ye ’s
being happy and adding interest
momentum disappeared as soon as he saw Gu Fei.
When Gu Fei looked up to see him again, he felt that he was walking smoothly.
Too shame, how can Li Baoguo live so unproductively ...
Gu Fei looked at him with no expression, until he crossed the street or went away to Gu Fei, Gu Fei took the cigarette in his mouth and asked, "Will you buy another pot?"
"... Go in and say." Jiang Yan saw the clerk from the small drug store next to him.
Gu Fei turned and entered the shop, and he followed.
"Huh?" Gu Fei looked back at him.
"Is Li Baoguo on credit with you?" He asked.
"Well," Gu Fei nodded, leaning on the cash register. "But not much. I don't have anything expensive here."
"How much," Jiang Yan took out his wallet, "I give you."
Gu Fei glanced at him, turned his hand to choke the cigarette in the ashtray, opened the drawer, took out a book, and flipped and asked: "Do you own money?"
"Otherwise," Jiang Yan said, "he doesn't have to be on credit if he has the money."
"He doesn't need credit if he doesn't gamble," Gu Fei handed him the book, "268, you're right."
"No need." Jiang Yan didn't pick up the book and took 300 yuan directly to Gu Fei.
He didn't want to see it at all. Li Baoguo's life ... No, and his brand friends, some people can live this way.
"He's on credit every month," Gu Fei found him, holding his desk and looking at him, "would you give it for him next month?"
Jiang Yan looked at him, and hurriedly shoved the money back into his wallet: "It's your business."
"I mean let him pay it back," Gu Fei said, "he can almost pay back."
Jiang Yan glanced at him, could he return? But what Li Baoguo said before meant that it wasn't up.
"But if someone pays him back, of course he doesn't need to pay this god," Gu Fei sat on the chair. "Don't you see that?"
"... No, I don't have good eyes," Jiang Yan sighed. "I don't wear glasses to pretend."
"My glasses are myopia." Gu Fei glanced at him.
"Play with love to eliminate myopia." Jiang Yan said.
"No," Gu Fei laughed. "Where have you been before? Are you good-natured?"
Jiang Yan looked at him and said nothing.
"As for you, if you are not at the same table, no, or if Ermiao took the wrong medicine to see you are particularly pleasing to the eye," Gu Fei pointed to him, "I already smoked so long that Grandpa Xiaoming doesn't know who you are Now. "
"Depending on you?" Jiang Yan sneered. "How do you pump me?
"Also, without your cow." Gu Fei pushed his sleeve up and showed him his wrist.
Jiang Yi glanced and saw a light red mark.
"I fuck," he was a little surprised, "haven't he bitten for so many days?"
"Your teeth are good. I want to know that you can pull off all the zippers. I must guard against them," said Gu Fei. "Give me a bunch of eyes, and the scar has just come off."
Jiang Yan didn't say a word, he really didn't expect to be able to bite Gu Fei like that on that day.
But if Gu Fei doesn't scratch his wound ...
He suddenly felt very eager to laugh, and he actually fought such a stupid fight with Gu Fei.
He smiled at Gu Fei with a smile. Gu Fei's expression was obviously also intolerable.
"Fuck," he said.
Then laughed wildly with Gu Fei.
Giggle is a secondary deficiency infectious disease. The more you don't want to laugh, the more you laugh, and you can't stop.
In the past, Pan Zhi was scolded by the class teacher. According to him, he was terrified, but he couldn't stop laughing, and when he was kicked out of the corridor, he laughed out with a long smile, especially chic.
Jiang Yan didn't want to laugh at the moment. He was not in a good mood, his mood was still low, and he didn't want to laugh with Gu Fei.
But couldn't stop.
Gu Fei leaned on the chair, he leaned on the shelf, and laughed for almost a minute, and finally he laughed angrily from under his feet and lifted the curtain out.
"Fuck!" He finally laughed against the wind and cursed.
After scolding, he didn't return to the shop again, slap his hands in his pockets, and walked down the street.
It's very depressing. Such a smirk can only be maintained for a short while. When the laughter stops, he returns to reality.
Suddenly he was a little flustered. Will he get sick from this?
Zhou Jing said that the information about spring basketball matches was accurate.
Lao Xu called Jiang Yan to the office. When he saw the basketball on Lao Xu's table, he knew what Lao Xu was looking for.
"I can't play basketball." He said.
"You child," Lao Xu took a stool and came over. "Sit down, let's talk."
Jiang Yan sat down. To be honest, he wanted to play, but he just wanted to randomly find a few people to play, and he didn't want to be burdened by Laoxu so officially.
"You turned out to be the school basket, right?" Old Xu asked.
"Don't ask this kind of false question, President Xu," Jiang Yan sighed. "I feel you have studied my ancestors for eight generations."
"After all, I have come to an all-round schoolmaster, I must study more," Lao Xu laughed. "I actually thought you would refuse when I asked you to come, but I still want to try."
"Oh." Jiang Yan answered.
"Our school has basketball games every year. The principal loves to play basketball more than once," said Lao Xu. "Anyway, we always take our class. No matter what the game is, we have never won one ..."
Jiang Yan felt a little surprised. He had watched Gu Fei play, even if no one in the class could cooperate with him, it would not be a win.
"Isn't Gu Fei playing well?" He couldn't help saying.
"That kid," Lao Xu sighed. "Unreliably, he hasn't participated in the activities in the class. It's good that he didn't go to the class to help fight."
"Then what do you want me to do, I may not win a game by myself," Jiang Yan said.
"Be a captain," Lao Xu said, "I think you have this ability ..."
"Where do you think?" Jiang Yan was helpless.
"From your heart." Lao Xu said.
"Ouch." Jiang Yan didn't hold back and touched his heart.
"If you agree," Lao Xu smiled, "I'll go talk to Gu Fei, you two, plus Wang Xu, Guo Xu, Lu Xiaobin ... At least five people can come together, and then find time to train every day, I feel playful. "
Jiang Yan didn't say anything. He did not know who Guo Xu and Lu Xiaobin were.
However, Lao Xu always talked to him in a very sincere tone, and Jiang Yan also found no reason to say anything else for a while.
"General Xu, I'll just ask," he said, "I'm definitely not the captain, my mind probably misunderstood you, change someone, and I'll just follow along."
Jiang Yan agreed, and Lao Xu had beaten chicken blood, and immediately came to Gu Fei for a self-study class.
"Gu Fei, come to my office." Lao Xu knocked on his desk.
"I haven't been late or absent from class for a while." Gu Fei said, playing with mental retardation on the top of the head of the brain.
"Not this." Lao Xu knocked on the table again.
"I don't play basketball." Gu Fei said.
"It's not the case," Lao Xu said. "Come."
Lao Xu turned out of the classroom, and Gu Fei insisted that he had finished the game before he reluctantly stood up and slowly walked out of the classroom.
"Hey Jiang Yan, Jiang ..." Zhou Jing called two times as if he remembered something, and didn't keep calling, "Did Xu ask you two to talk about the game?"
Jiang Yan said nothing.
"Hey, I'll definitely play at the first sight, right, you can play basketball?" Zhou Jing asked again.
"Have your class never won the game?" Jiang Yan asked.
"I haven't won," Zhou Jing said. "Well, the liberal arts class, it's normal to not win."
Jiang Yan glanced at him: "Fart."
Gu Fei returned to the classroom ten minutes later, took out his mobile phone and continued playing games after sitting down.
Jiang Yan originally thought he would say something, but in the end he kept silent, presumably Lao Xu failed.
He glanced at Wang Xu's side. If Gu Fei wasn't there, asking him to play with Wang Xu's stupid stuff ... It's pretty boring to think about it.
"I didn't expect such a good old man like Lao Xu to lie." Gu Fei whispered beside him.
"Huh?" Jiang Yan turned his head. "What lie to you?"
"It's not about playing," Gu Fei said as he played. "He said you're on the field, right?"
"... Um," Jiang Yan responded, "he said poorly."
"You look pitiful," Gu Fei said.
"Well, I'm very pitiful to see you." Jiang Yan glanced at him.
"Poor me playing love elimination?" Gu Fei asked.
"Poor you can't make it through the four days of playing and eliminating love." Jiang Yan said.
Gu Fei put down his phone and looked at him: "I find you really owe it."
Jiang Yan smirked at him with a look of smirk: "It's okay to shut up, but it's boring to talk anyway."
"Where did you play?" Gu Fei bowed his head and continued playing the game.
"Guard," Jiang Yan replied conditionedly.
"Then try it," Gu Fei said, "I didn't tell Lao Xu to die."
"No," Jiang Yan felt a little inexplicable. "Why not just play a ball and not let you go right? Is it so strenuous?"
"Annoying," Gu Fei said, "think about it, you have to play like that on the 9th."
"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Yan glanced at classmate Wang Jiuri, who was holding his arms in the arms and closed his eyes.
"Every class in this class has ... fuck!" Gu Fei threw his mobile phone into the table bucket, presumably he didn't pass the level. "It's okay on the field, who knows after the end, I'm annoyed by this."
"Then do you hit or not?" Jiang Yan asked. "I'm also annoying. Try a goose egg. If you want to fight, just pull j8 down."
"Okay," Gu Fei said, "you hit me."