Jiang Cheng got up a little late in the morning, and it was almost time for class when he opened his eyes.

The longest time he missed classes was two days, and he didn't go home at night for three days, but in comparison, he was late very few times. For some reason, if he planned to go to school, he was reluctant to be late.

Now that school has just started, he hasn't planned not to go to school, so when he saw the time, he jumped out of bed, ran into the bathroom, and grabbed disposable teeth.

He usually doesn't use these things when staying in a hotel. His toothbrush is hard and super big, and the toothpaste usually doesn't taste delicious... When he rinsed his mouth, he found that he didn't know whether it was because his left hand brushing force was wrong or the toothbrush was too bad, so his teeth were bleeding.

I looked up at the mirror and looked pale, with faint blue eyes, and toothpaste foam beside my mouth...

"Ah..." He covered his chest with gauze wrapped around his hands in front of the mirror, pointed one hand in front of him, and gasped for a few painful times, "Shit... is poisonous in shit! Ah!"

After the performance, I had a long time of fun, and then I remembered that it was almost too late, so I quickly poured some water on my face to wash my face.

When he ran out after he checked in, he seemed to see Home Inn on the opposite side smiling at him.

That's right, he found Home Inn yesterday as Gu Fei's clear instructions, but he couldn't live in except for 500 yuan and a mobile phone.

Because he didn't have an ID card, when he tried to ask the waiter to help him think of a solution, the waiter even threatened to call the police, which was fucking.

It’s so difficult to stay in a big and dilapidated city in a small and dilapidated city!

He had already worn Gu Fei's sweater, Gu Fei's down jacket, took Gu Fei's charger, ate his meal, smoked his cigarette, and was really shameless to go back and tell Gu Fei that he would lend you your ID card to use.

When he was planning to find an Internet cafe for a night, he saw the small hotel opposite him, and he was saved.

He looked back at this small hotel, Zhoujia Hotel, and wrote it down. He could come and review it again when writing his memoirs in the future.

I bought breakfast in a small shop downstairs of the hotel, but I didn’t have time to eat it. Jiang Cheng stuffed all the food into his pocket and ran towards the school.

The distance from No. 4 Middle School to this side is not far away. It is two stops and a small stop. It has been time to wait for the bus to squeeze, but if it is close, it is quite fatal to run all the way through like this. I can't get a taxi early in the morning.

When he ran to the school gate, Jiang Cheng heard the preparatory bell ringing. The people around him gathered towards the school gate like slow motion did not respond. They should eat and chat. When they walked into the school with the preparatory bell, they were like walking in the garden.

He slowed down and did not want to become a student master who was rushing among the crowd.

In his current state, he had to put the school in the past, and the teacher on duty had come to curse people long ago. The teacher on duty standing at the door of No. 4 Middle School, whether he had a good temper or used to it, shouted gently: "Hurry up! Speed ​​up! Anyone who climbs the door will be registered and deducted points!"

Climbing the door? Jiang Cheng turned around and looked at the school gate.

The gate of No. 4 Middle School is still grand, with two floors, one floor is a half-person-high electric door. There are two large iron doors inside, with spikes on it.

He suddenly remembered that Gu Fei was late yesterday and came in climbing into the door?

Tsk. When he thought of the row of sharp thorns, he felt a gust of wind blowing through his crotch, and it was cool.

When I went upstairs, someone called his name from behind: "Jiang Cheng!"

He turned around and saw Wang Xu running over with a large pancake.

"Damn it's you," Wang Xu looked up and down at him, "I just thought Dafei was there, but when I saw that the hat was wrong... Why are you wearing his clothes? Is this his clothes?"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng continued to go upstairs.

"Is something wrong?" Wang Xu looked at his hands again, "Fuck me? What's wrong with his hands? Is it a monkey? Have you been hiding from Dafei?"

"No, no." Jiang Cheng replied.

"Don't hide it from me," Wang Xu patted his shoulder righteously, "This is because of me. I will take care of anything happening. Tell me the truth..."

"Don't," Jiang Cheng turned his face and looked at him, "Pattack my shoulder."

Wang Xu raised his hand.

"Don't pat my back," said Jiang Cheng.

"Fuck," Wang Xu put his hand back in his pocket a little unhappy, stepped forward a few steps and went upstairs, "It's a big deal."

Gu Fei did not come to morning self-study, I don’t know if he was late again or skipped class.

Jiang Cheng lay on the table, blocked himself with Zhou Jing's body in front of him, and slowly ate breakfast, while no less than five people around him were eating together.

He sighed while eating, he had been assimilated for some reason just two days ago?

His breakfast is quite simple, and he is very careful about the filling of cabbage when frying dumplings and soy milk, and he is afraid that it will taste good when eating it during class.

As a result, when I saw the people next to me, they had leek stuffed buns and leek stuffed pancakes. It would be fine if they had a taste. Someone also brought a bowl of beef noodles and ate it so much.

The first class was English. As usual, Lao Lu yelled and snatched away the slowest one who ate, and took away half of the bun from the person who had not finished eating during the morning self-study period.

"Oh," Zhou Jing turned his head, "Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him without saying a word.

"Jiang Cheng?" Zhou Jing called him again, "Jiang Cheng."

"Speak directly if you have something to do." Jiang Cheng suddenly knew why Gu Fei was too lazy to pay attention to him. He had to call him the name until you agreed.

"Are you wearing Dafei's clothes today?" Zhou Jing asked.

Jiang Cheng frowned and looked at the down jacket on the back of the chair. He felt that he might be wearing the clothes Gu Fei wore the most frequently.

Wang Xu could recognize him at a glance, and Zhou Jing also saw it. It was estimated that half of the people in this class knew that he was wearing Gu Fei's clothes to attend class.

I looked down at the sweater on my body and could only pray that this sweater was not worn often.

"The sweater is also Dafei?" Zhou Jing asked again, "Are you at Dafei's house yesterday?"

Hold!

Jiang Cheng ignored him and lay down on the table and wanted to sleep.

"Hey, Jiang Cheng," Zhou Jing stopped hitting the table now, "Why didn't Dafei come today?"

"If you don't shut up, I'll suck you." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed.

Zhou Jing sighed, and there was no movement.

The classroom is very warm and hot, but it is not suitable if he takes off his sweater, let alone there is no other clothes in his sweater, so he can't go to class with his shirtlessness.

Gu Fei looked quite low-key. He didn't even say anything at school, and he didn't see anyone close to him. He went to the bathroom alone, but he remembered all the clothes he wore.

So fucking magical.

The second section is Chinese class. After class, Lao Xu walked up to him and looked at him: "Jiang Cheng, come on."

Jiang Cheng got up, hesitated for a moment, and could only put on Gu Fei's clothes, followed Lao Xu out of the classroom, and stood in the corridor together: "What's wrong with Mr. Xu?"

"Why didn't Gu Fei come to class today?" Old Xu asked.

"How could I know?" Jiang Cheng was a little speechless.

"Don't you know?" Lao Xu looked at him with the words "I don't believe it" written on his face, "Do you really don't know or are you unwilling to tell me?"

"I'm not familiar with him, so what kind of cover should I give him?" Jiang Cheng said with some annoyance.

"Oh, that's it," Old Xu sighed, "I saw you wearing his clothes, and thought you were together yesterday, and I knew why he didn't come."

"...Oh." Jiang Cheng responded, and could only respond to this. He felt that a mouthful of old blood would spurt out of his mouth with one more word.

"Jiang Cheng," Lao Xu looked at him, "What do you think of Gu Fei for the past two days?"

Jiang Cheng glared at Lao Xu. If he hadn't known that he was in school now, the person standing in front of him was his class teacher, and Gu Fei was just his deskmate, he really felt that he was facing a blind date introducer.

"One day," Jiang Cheng corrected Lao Xu's statement, "It was half a day to be exact."

"Yes, he didn't come yesterday afternoon," Old Xu frowned, "Then you feel..."

"I don't feel it," Jiang Cheng interrupted him, "Mr. Xu, I have no opinion on this person."

"Gu Fei is quite smart, unlike other underachievers," Lao Xu said persistently, "If he can understand his ideological work, his grades will be better."

"Me?" Jiang Cheng pointed at himself, almost wanting to ask if you haven't woken up.

"No, it's me," Lao Xu smiled and pointed at himself, "Of course, the class teacher will do the ideological work."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he could tell that Lao Xu was very good, but with his current status in the minds of students, the job was a bit difficult, and even Zhou Jing would probably not buy him account, let alone Gu Fei.

"I think you have good grades," said Lao Xu, "Can he make a couple?"

"What?" Jiang Cheng stared at Lao Xu in surprise.

Pairing?

This kind of thing has only been encountered in junior high school. The ending is either incomplete or early love. It can be encountered in high school. Lao Xu looks like a middle-aged and elderly person's emoticon pack at this moment.

"It's not a pairing, right?" Lao Xu explained, "It's just that you help him more often, so that he can listen to the class during class, and tell him if there are any questions he doesn't know how to do..."

Jiang Cheng looked at him and didn't understand what kind of power could make Lao Xu have the illusion that Gu Fei could accept the supervision of others.

"In the past, I asked Yi Jing to have time to tutor him. Yi Jing is the class monitor and is very responsible, but after all, she is a girl, which is not very convenient," said Lao Xu, "so I hope you will care about your classmates without... not affecting your grades."

Lao Xu's expression was very sincere, and his tone was discussed, which made Jiang Cheng a little confused about what to say.

Since childhood, he has been soft but not hard, and sincerely but not pretending, but he really can't eat Lao Xu's requests like too naive.

"Mr. Xu," he also said sincerely, "I think you should understand me first and then consider whether I should do this. Grades are not a standard for measuring a person. Didn't you read that I didn't even bring a book in class today?"

The conversation did not continue, and the class bell rang.

Gu Fei didn't come to school for a whole morning, and no teacher asked about it. It seemed that it didn't matter who came or who didn't come.

Jiang Cheng was the first to leave the classroom after school. He had nothing to pack up and left with his clothes. He ran faster than the people who were going to the cafeteria to grab food. He rushed out of the school at a glance.

I was lucky today. As soon as I left the school gate, I saw a taxi drop off. Before all the passengers inside got off, he took the passenger seat.
To be continued...