Jiang Cheng was drowsy all morning and listened to the teacher's lecture in his ears. The teachers of No. 4 Middle School were all at the level of the old monk chanting scriptures. Except for Lao Lu, he would intersperse and curse and cheer up others. Other teachers, including Lao Xu, fell asleep without any ups and downs.

In this season when the weather is starting to get cooler and cooler, it is probably Jiang Cheng and Yi Jing who can hold on to the class without chatting.

Oh no, Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei, who was burying his head to take notes, and Gu Fei.

By the way, Wang Xu, who can accurately find Yi Jing’s back in about 10,000 backs.

After school at noon, Jiang Cheng immediately lay on the table and closed his eyes: "Call me for twenty minutes."

"Yes." Gu Fei responded and closed the notebook.

"Oh Dafei, Dafei" Zhou Jing packed up his things and turned his head "big"

Gu Fei looked at him.

"You are wearing Jiang Cheng's clothes, right?" Zhou Jing asked.

Jiang Cheng raised his head and felt like "I can't wait for this person and must silence him immediately."

"No." Gu Fei said.

"Isn't it?" Zhou Jing hesitated, "I seemed to see him wearing it last week."

"Same model." Gu Fei said.

"Oh" Zhou Jing hesitated for a moment, "It's not new, I haven't seen you before."

"Get out." Gu Fei simply interrupted him.

Zhou Jing sighed and stood up: "It's simply impossible to talk to each other."

During class, I was so sleepy that the world had left, and the teacher's voice seemed to float back from outside the five elements. Now that get out of class is over, I can rest assured to take a nap, and Jiang Cheng can't sleep anymore.

But he still closed his eyes very strongly. When Gu Fei said "It's been twenty minutes" next to him, he opened his eyes and wiped the tears that were soaked in tears because he was sleepy and unable to sleep.

"Didn't you fall asleep?" Gu Fei asked.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I'm so sleepy that I'm almost blind."

"Then you are still lying down. I see that your eyelids are blinking and almost reaching your wings," Gu Fei smiled and pushed the notebook in front of him. "Do you think this is OK? If not, please hurry up and ask the teacher."

Jiang Cheng opened the notebook and felt a clear stream.

He started taking notes in junior high school. Several years have passed. The first time he saw such clean and neat handwriting on his notebook.

Gu Fei, a poor student, takes notes regardless of the importance of taking notes. Anyway, he has recorded everything written on the blackboard and repeated by the teacher. He has to pick out the key points when reading it.

However, he admired one thing very much. Gu Fei's handwriting is not only good, but also fast. It is really not a small project to record notes without distinction.

"You are pretty awesome," said Jiang Cheng. "I have to use abbreviation and marks to take notes, otherwise I can't remember them."

"Nonsense," said Gu Fei, "I just remember and think about it."

"You haven't been so serious about taking classes so seriously, you're a scumbag." Jiang Cheng stood up and stretched.

"Well," Gu Fei also stood up and walked out together. "I can experience many magical things when I am with the academic master."

"Then" Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "Are you tired? Are you annoying to take notes?"

"It's okay." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng didn't talk about the content related to class and review, but he could feel that Gu Fei was different from other poor students. He didn't listen to anything and just took notes. He would feel annoyed all morning, such as Pan Zhi's genuine poor students.

Not to mention that Pan Zhi would take notes like Gu Fei for a whole morning, he could fall asleep on his pen holder for just one class.

When Jiang Cheng thought of this, he felt unwilling and heartbroken.

He was very uncomfortable watching Gu Fei bury his hopes and walk along the road of the people of the steel mill.

Whenever he savored Gu Fei's helplessness, his mood would slide all the way down to the end.

"What should I eat for lunch?" Gu Fei asked.

Jiang Cheng withdrew his thoughts that had run away and thought for two minutes before he answered: "I don't know."

"It's so sad." Gu Fei sighed.

"I just feel hungry, but I don't know what to eat," Jiang Cheng rubbed his stomach, "Why go and eat something of a high-end one."

"Is the pizza opposite?" Gu Fei laughed.

"Hey, no," Jiang Cheng tskated, "Wang Er's pie is much better than that."

After a long discussion, they finally went to the gate of Gu Miaoqian Primary School to have a meal of mutton noodles.

Although it is just mutton noodles, from the appearance and price, it is more in line with the high-end requirements put forward by Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng passed by this mutton noodles many times. Every time he thought it was a bar. He thought that this small and broken city was so awesome that it could allow the bar to open to the entrance of the primary school. The bar was quite alternatively named "Gray Wolf"

"This place is here this time," Jiang Cheng sighed when he finished eating the noodles, "It's too expensive, twenty yuan! I just pulled you and thought it out, don't you feel it?"

"I didn't feel it. I thought you were making clothes for me," Gu Fei smiled. "Actually, the price is okay. I gave you a lot of meat. I originally wanted to add another portion of meat to supplement you. Recently, I used my brain too much. When I saw that the meat was OK, I couldn't bear to add it."

"Yes! You can't bear to add more, but why are you saying the price okay?" Jiang Cheng smiled for a long time, then sighed in a long voice, "Hey, when I go to work in the future, I will take you to eat 800 yuan a bowl of flour and 200 yuan a bowl of meat."

"Okay," Gu Fei nodded seriously, "I'm not a Chinese if I don't add it."

The two of them had another fun.

When she returned to Gu Fei's store, Gu Fei's mother was sitting next to the cashier. She looked a little unhappy. When she met, she would always say loudly that Jiang Cheng, you are here. Today, she just glanced at them and continued to sit and was stunned.

"Have you eaten?" Gu Fei asked her.

"I've eaten," she replied, her voice weak, "I took Ermiao to have a roll of rice. She insisted on eating that thing, it was cold, and I had a stomachache now."

"You go back," Gu Fei raised his hand and touched her forehead, "Why do you feel a little fever?"

"No," she stood up, grabbed the small bag placed under the table, and walked towards the store, "Don't worry about me, you don't think I'm tired, I'm still tired."

"Goodbye Auntie," Jiang Cheng looked at her back, turned to look at Gu Fei, "What's wrong with your mother?"

"It's time to get fucked," Gu Fei sat down, turned on the cash register and looked at the money, "I was beaten by my new boyfriend yesterday, so I'm in a bad mood."

"Is it the one I saw last time riding a motorcycle?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"I don't know," Gu Fei frowned, "I'll go and clean up that kid once again."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything and sat next to him.

"It doesn't make sense to talk. It's been eight hundred times since I talked about it," Gu Fei took out his cell phone and scratched it randomly. "I think she has to see a psychologist, but she definitely won't, and we don't have a reliable psychologist here."

Jiang Cheng reached out and took away his cell phone, held his hand, and gently pinched it.

Yes, let alone steel mills, in this small and broken city, going to see a psychiatrist will probably turn into a psychiatrist in the eyes of people around you. Gu Fei’s mother probably the same. Going to see a psychiatrist is to admit that she is a lunatic.

"Yesterday she asked me, without Gu Miao, would I have ignored her for a long time?" Gu Fei said.

"Is that true?" Jiang Cheng turned his head.

"Yes," said Gu Fei, "all adults are, and you will walk your own way."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything anymore, just felt confused.

"Go and sleep for a while," said Gu Fei, "you shouldn't be able to hold on in the afternoon."

"Where are you?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Will we squeeze into that small bed together and sleep?" Gu Fei smiled, "I don't have to sleep, I'm not sleepy."

This bed in the cottage, Gu Fei had just changed the bed sheets, and the quilt cover, pillows and bed sheets were filled with the refreshing smell of sunshine. Jiang Cheng poured it on the bed and fell asleep in just two minutes with the quilt in his arms.

When Gu Fei called him, he didn't even think about it, holding the quilt and not letting go: "Difficult"

"Then you missed class?" Gu Fei asked.

"No." Jiang Cheng buried his face in the quilt.

"Where?" Gu Fei asked again.

"Sleepy." Jiang Cheng said.

"Why skip class?" Gu Fei continued to ask.

"No." Jiang Cheng's answer continued to cycle.

"Why?" Gu Fei asked.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"I'll fuck you," Gu Fei held the bedside and pulled his pants, "I'm idle, I'm idle anyway, you won't get up anyway."

Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at him: "Damn."

Gu Fei didn't say anything, raised his hand and lifted up half of his clothes.

"Hey! Hey hey" Jiang Cheng woke up instantly, sat up suddenly, and then jumped to the ground, "You keep it a little bit, you're going to school."

"Aren't you sleepy?" Gu Fei pulled his clothes.

"I'm not sleepy anymore, I'll wash my face!" Jiang Cheng ran to the backyard.

The afternoon self-study class was cancelled. Lao Xu stood on the podium and spoke earnestly for ten minutes, hoping that everyone would be excited from the blow of self-study class to various main subjects, but the results were not very effective.

Lao Lu, who had seized the first self-study class, couldn't help but say Lao Xu: "Teacher Xu, you say these things are useless! Look at these things! You rest, I'm in class! Let you say that half of the class has been lost!"
To be continued...