On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Xu Meng and the others came to rescue the scene anyway, and it would be unreasonable not to invite a meal. Wen Yan squinted his eyes and counted the number of people, and finally found that there seemed to be one person missing from this bunch of buddies, and asked casually, "Where is He Yang?"

Xu Meng exclaimed, "I was arrested by the dean."

A group of people thumped towards the eversion wall like dumplings, and they had to be blind to see. He Yang was at the back and was caught by the dean. He is probably drinking tea in the teacher's office now.

The bystanders smiled and said: "If you tell him to lose weight, he won't listen, he turns over and over again. He is the slowest on the wall, if you don't catch him, he will catch anyone."

Wen Yan stood up, threw his coat on his shoulders, and patted Jin Heng lightly: "Let's go, let's eat first."

When he said this, he faintly felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he temporarily put it behind him.

Jin Heng didn't remind, and followed him, a group of people found a barbecue restaurant for lunch, because there was not enough space for one table, they were divided into two or three tables before it was full.

Running for so long is quite exhausting, not to mention that I didn't eat much in the morning. Jin Heng cut the meat into small pieces and patiently turned it over slowly with tools. Wen Yan was exhausted enough to fry an egg, obviously unable to do this kind of delicate work, he stared at Xu Meng's baking pan, picked up a lot of it, and then secretly transferred the roasted meat to Jin Heng's bowl.

Xu Meng couldn't stand it anymore: "Wen Yan, can you show some face?"

Wen Yan rubbed his chin, lazily: "I already have a face, I can't have any more, and if I have another face, I will become a second face."

Xu Meng pulled the grilled meat into his bowl, not giving him any chance: "So you still know that you are a naughty face."

The meat on Jin Heng's side has been roasted, and the degree of softness and firmness is just right. It not only locks in the juice, but also breaks the rawness. It is not a bit better than Xu Meng's roasted meat.

He used the roasting tongs to scoop all of them into Wen Yan's plate.

Wen Yan didn't say anything, and just buried his head in eating, probably because of the shady relationship between the two of them, at this time, he felt sneaky when he said anything.

Seeing him devouring his food, Jin Heng rested his chin and looked at it for a while, then calmly moved a glass of water over. Seeing this, Wen Yan picked it up and took two sips. When he finished drinking, he realized that it was Jin Heng's cup. .

Xu Meng sat opposite, looked at them strangely, and casually greeted Jin Heng: "Why don't you eat?"

Jin Heng moved his chopsticks and took two bites of meat: "It was a little hot just now."

Seeing this, Wen Yan touched his bowl subconsciously: "Is it still hot, mine is not hot, can I change it with you?"

Under the table, Jin Heng stomped on him lightly, signaling him not to say anything, and not to be too obvious about his concern.

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, and realized something slowly. When he came back to his senses, he quickly looked away, lowered his head and pretended to play with his mobile phone, and then asked Xu Meng in a pretentious manner: "Well, I can do it if your meat is hot or not." Change with you."

Xu Meng turned his eyes around the two of them, then raised his eyebrows in an unclear manner, and smiled subtly: "Tsk, it's really rare, when you still care about me, don't bother you, I'll blow it up myself .”

Wen Yan continued to play with his phone with his head down, not knowing whether it was because of a guilty conscience or something else, he didn't even look at him, and said with a sneer, "You're all thinking about Yan Na, how can you know if I care about you?"

By the way, speaking of Yan Na...

Wen Yan didn't know what to think of, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Where's Yan Na?!"

Xu Meng was taken aback by him, he came to his senses, and subconsciously replied: "Today's placement test, she went for the test."

After Xu Meng said this, he seemed to have discovered something, and looked at Jin Heng strangely: "Aren't you in the same class as Yan Na, why didn't you take the exam?!"

What responded to him was Wen Yan's obscenity blurted out: "Damn it!"

Wen Yan was beaten into a fight in the alley just now, and he even forgot about Jin Heng's exam. No wonder he always felt that he had forgotten something important. Everyone saw him standing up from the chair with a bang, pulling Jin Heng up and running outside, as if he was going to reincarnate in a hurry, and disappeared in an instant.

Xu Meng was stunned for a long time, and then shouted at the top of his voice: "Fuck, you fd pay the bill before you run away!"

Wen Yanli was the one who blamed him. He dragged Jin Heng straight to No. 6 Middle School. He almost stumbled because he didn't know where to go. Let’s start, can we still make up the exam?!”

Jin Heng followed behind, and shook his head when he heard the words: "I can't get in, and I can't enter the exam room after half an hour after the exam starts."

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, not only did he miss the morning exam, but he also missed the afternoon exam.

These words are like a basin of cold water in a cold day, cooling Wen Yan's heart thoroughly, he subconsciously stopped, his chest was heaving due to the extremely fast running, before he had time to catch his breath, he turned around and asked in disbelief : "Can't you get in?"

Jin Heng nodded: "Well, I can't get in."

Wen Yan wiped his face vigorously, and said something, he couldn't hear clearly, but most likely it was a mosaic of swear words. He threw his coat on the ground in great frustration, and said with a sullen face, "I should have killed him just now!"

Even though Jiang Shaolong's misery just now couldn't be more miserable.

Of course, Wen Yan felt that he was also responsible for this matter. He was in the middle of a fight and forgot such an important matter. He regretted so much that his intestines turned black, and he squatted on the ground without moving for a long time.

Jin Heng picked up the coat he had thrown on the ground, patted it, and somehow wanted to laugh.

He squatted down beside him and touched him with his arm: "Your coat."

Wen Yan ignored him, lowered his head, and got angry with himself.

Jin Heng could only hold it for him, and he could bear it at first, but he couldn't help it later, and laughed outright. He shook his head while laughing, and in the end he almost fell to the ground, so he got up and sat on the roadside flower bed.

Wen Yan looked up at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Jin Heng rubbed his aching stomach, wiped his tears with his fingertips, casually put Wen Yan's school uniform jacket on his lap, and glanced sideways at him: "I'm laughing at you."

Wen Yan stood up and glanced left and right: "What's so funny about me?"

Jin Heng looked at him with a half-smile: "I'm not in a hurry as a client, what are you in a hurry for?"

Wen Yan wanted to refute, but didn't know how to refute, so he stepped on the seat next to Jin Heng, leaned over to look at him: "Fuck, you are a heartless person, the emperor is not in a hurry to be an eunuch."

When Wen Yan said this, his brows were still tightly frowned, and he didn't let go of his brows. Obviously, the matter of class assignment was very important.

Wen Yan always feels that Jin Heng is a different person from him, and the path he will take in the future will not be the same. But now he felt that he had delayed Jin Heng's way, so every step he took, he took a little bit of careful consideration when falling down.

Jin Heng still laughed, not only did he look heartless, but also heartless, finally he stopped smiling, sighed and said: "Separate classes, not branch schools, why are you so nervous."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to his own brain: "It doesn't matter what class you are in, it mainly depends on yourself."

Wen Yan didn't believe it, otherwise why would so many students squeeze their heads into the rocket class: "How do you know that the impact is not big?"

Jin Heng gave him the simplest example: "Throw you into the rocket class, will your grades improve?"

This is of course impossible, Wen Yan is not the material to study at all, not to mention losing the rocket class, it is also impossible to lose Tsinghua University and Peking University. He was choked for a moment and couldn't find a rebuttal. He stared at Jin Heng for a while, and finally found some clues: "Tsk, did you do it on purpose?"

Jin Heng asked back: "What is it on purpose?"

Wen Yan didn't speak, it's fine if he forgot the exam, but it's impossible for Jin Heng to forget too, this only shows that the other party did it on purpose. He put his feet down from the chair, scratched his hair, and sat down beside Jin Heng.

Jin Heng touched his shoulder: "Dirty, you just stepped on it."

Wen Yan glanced at him: "I know, I don't despise myself."

No matter what he did, he was always so righteous. Jin Heng laughed angrily, threw Wen Yan's coat into his arms, and after a while, hummed: "I don't dislike you either."

Wen Yan paused, then looked over subconsciously, only to see Jin Heng smiling, and there was a moment of clarity in his eyes, warm wind and strong sun, just like a young boy.

"Tch..." Wen Yan crossed Erlang's legs, with rare twitches, and said slowly, "I'm so handsome, and I can fight so well, why do you dislike me?"

No wonder Xu Meng said he was shameless.

This placement test, the leaders focused on the top ten students on the ranking list. Jin Heng missed the test for no reason, and was called to the office by the head teacher the next day. It was obvious that she was a little bit burnt out.

Class teacher: "Jin Heng, did you miss the exam yesterday? What happened? The teacher called your parents, but all the numbers were empty."

Jin Heng didn't say much, and apologized politely: "I felt a little uncomfortable yesterday, I went to the hospital to see a doctor, and I didn't have time to ask for leave."

But this matter obviously cannot be solved by apologizing. The homeroom teacher changed his sitting position and felt worried, but he couldn't lose his temper with Jin Heng's attitude: "I asked the school leaders. This make-up exam may be a bit difficult. It’s a secret paper jointly produced by several teachers, and it’s unrealistic to find another one of the same difficulty. You lack grades in all subjects, so you can only count as zero points, and it’s not fair to other students if you make up the exam.”

Jin Heng didn't speak.

The head teacher couldn't help sighing: "I don't need to say more about how important this class placement test is. Once the position is determined, there will be no major changes in the later stage. When the papers are revised, your ranking is estimated to be at the bottom, and I can't find it. A score lower than zero."

The latter sentence was a cold joke she said herself.

Jin Heng asked: "Is the class assigned directly?"

The head teacher nodded: "It's decided, but don't be discouraged. If your grades are still as stable as before, maybe the Rockets class can make an exception and add another person."

Jin Heng didn't have that idea, he just asked casually, and was instructed by the teacher before leaving the office.

Banhua Tang Guo was standing at the door waiting, holding a pile of homework in her arms. She was looking in curiously, but when she saw Jin Heng coming out, she quickly looked away. She seemed to want to say something, but watched the young man's slender figure pass by before her eyes, and finally swallowed it back.

When the girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, she was hesitant to speak, and it was difficult to express her thoughts.

Tang Guo pursed her lips and entered the office anyway.

Jin Heng didn't notice her, or he wouldn't do anything if he noticed, walked through the somewhat crowded corridor, and when he went downstairs, he happened to see Yan Na chatting with a bunch of girls standing at the stairs. They are too mature to be messed with, so the bullying in the class will hardly be their turn.

Jin Heng's appearance was too eye-catching, Yan Na saw him at a glance, raised her hand to say hello, then stepped on her heel strapped sandals with some height and walked over, landing on the ground with a clicking sound.

Yan Na asked, "What did the teacher call you into the office?"

Jin Heng: "It's nothing, it's just that I missed the exam yesterday."

Yan Na obviously heard what Xu Meng said: "You and Brother Yan are too careless, you forgot the exam after eating barbecue, and you still don't call me."

The latter sentence is the point.

Jin Heng crossed his arms: "Then how did you do in the exam?"

Yan Na thought for a while, and then flipped through a book in her hand, which contained the test paper of yesterday's exam. Although the answer sheet was handed in, she also filled in a copy of the answer on the paper: "I can't tell. It seems to understand but not understand..."

To put it bluntly, I just don't understand the topic.

Jin Heng took the test paper, glanced roughly, and finally found that half of it was high-level questions, and compared the answers filled by Yan Na, smiled, and returned the test paper to her: "The test is not bad."

Yan Na didn't understand for a moment whether his words were praise or derogation: "What... what do you mean?"

Jin Heng only said one sentence: "Coincidentally, we might be assigned to the same class."

The school's toilets are built at the ends of both sides of the stairs, and they are at the head of the stairs, next to the toilets. Before Yan Na had time to ask anything, she heard a burst of suppressed, heart-piercing whimpering and crying, which seemed to come from the women's bathroom. Many people beside her were whispering, but they could hear Not very real.

"Guan Ling was locked in the toilet again... the teacher found out and let her out last time..."

"It's so pitiful...how about we let her out..."

"Don't mind your own business..."

The teacher's office is on the upper floors, a little far away.

The name Guan Ling sounded familiar, and after Jin Heng thought for a while, he remembered that it seemed to be the thin girl in his class who was always bullied and didn't talk much. Because she had been bullied several times, she had to change classes.

Jin Heng asked Yan Na: "Didn't she change classes?"

Yan Na spread her hands, and the expression on her face was unpredictable: "If you transfer to a class, it's not a transfer to a school, those people can still bully her."

It could be seen that Yan Na didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but for some reason, she didn't leave.

Jin Heng leaned against the wall of the corridor, hearing the hoarse and fading cries in his ears, as well as the helpless sound of flapping the door panel. He vaguely recalled that when he was locked into the toilet by Jiang Shaolong's group, he seemed to have done similar actions, but then he didn't waste his efforts in vain. Because he knew that no matter how much he cried, no one would lend a helping hand, and the only one he could rely on was himself.

Now he is out of the previous situation, but obviously, there are still many people who have not come out, locked by the door, like trapped animals.

The system always held a kind of ridiculous kindness, it shouldn't be nosy, but it still couldn't hold back, and flew around the toilet. At the door, there were two or three onlookers gathered at the door. They showed sympathy and pity on their faces, but no one dared to lend a helping hand.

The system landed on Jin Heng's shoulders, and after a long pause, he asked: [Do you know her? 】

In fact, it is not considered acquaintance, although they are in the same class, but they have never spoken to each other, but Jin Heng remembered the girl's name, and said casually: "Know."

In a previous life, a girl in their class cut her wrist and committed suicide at home on the eve of the college entrance examination. It seemed to be Guan Ling. Her parents came to the school crying and making noise, saying that the school killed people. The school leaders negotiated for a long time before suppressing this matter.

The consciousness of the system is connected to the host, and it can understand what Jin Heng is thinking in his mind, so he swayed left and right: [Then you...then you...]

went.

When people are in a weak position, they always yearn for help from others, and when others are in a weak position, they also yearn for their help. Whether right or wrong, someone must stand up, instead of falling into endless silence, watching and killing people with cold eyes.

Wen Yan didn't know what happened in No. 6 Middle School, and he couldn't care too much about it, and couldn't think about such complicated reasons, but when he met Jin Heng after school, he asked him in a strange tone: "Listen to Yan Na, you enter the girls' school. toilet?"

Jin Heng: "..."