Unbridled

34

When Lao Lin rushed into the dormitory, Lin Wuyu had washed his face and sat on a chair.

"No fish!" Lao Lin kicked the door open.

Lin Wuyu jumped up. If he didn't know why Lao Lin came, he felt that he wanted to hit someone.

"Come," Lao Lin opened the door and opened his arms. "Dad hugs."

"It's almost done, Brother Lin," Lin Wuyu gave him a hug. "The price is not enough."

"You must be able to take a high score. I'm still mentally prepared," Lao Lin kept patting excitedly on his arm. "But I didn't expect to be able to take such a high score."

"How much do you think I should take the exam?" Lin Wuyu smiled.

"725?" Lao Lin said, "Or 728? But it's not surprising to think about it, the **** of learning is not called in vain... This time is good, our first three or two of our school, no, it is our class! The top ten I haven't asked yet..."

"Who else? Xu Tianbo?" Lin Wuyu was nervous again. "Is there one in the third middle school?"

"Xu Tianbo 720 should be the second, and the scores have not been inquired yet. It is estimated that the top three will not have any parallel points," Lao Lin said. "The child in the third middle school is considered a dark horse. Not necessarily guaranteed to go..."

"How many points?" Lin Wuyu interrupted Lao Lin's words. This description knew Ding Ji as soon as he heard it.

"719, called Ding Ji," Lao Lin said, "Just my classmates in the third middle school told me."

Lin Wuyu breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the table behind him.

Although he thinks that Ding Ji's brain should be better, but after all, this person did not study hard in the past few years, and the sprints were still rushed on the hospital corridors and rooftops. Xu Tianbo was forced, and the child prodigy did not scream.

"You may be a little bit more in these days..." Lao Lin lighted a cigarette.

"Pinch," Lin Wuyu took out his mobile phone, thinking about whether to call Ding Ji or send a message, "This is a student dormitory."

"Why do you still want to take a photo of the proof?" Lao Lin closed the door of the dormitory and opened the window. "I secretly smoked, such an exciting moment... And you are no longer on this floor, you graduated, Now it belongs to social idlers, neither of us can control anyone."

"I'm idle again? Not the bragging capital of your coaching career?" Lin Wuyu asked.

Call it, it's faster to make a call.

"Different roles change depending on the situation," Lao Lin smiled, "The school hopes you can write a speech or testimonial or something, you understand, learn the voice of God..."

"You write it for me." Lin Wuyu is not interested in this fact.

What else? Quickly, I want to call.

Lao Lin glanced at him, and then said: "There will be some interviews..."

"You go for me, as a young and promising class teacher who cultivates the **** of learning with one hand," Lin Wuyu said, "I really...you know me too, I don't know anything about this kind of thing Willing to cooperate."

"You have to give me a picture!" Lao Lin glared at him. "A handsome picture of life! I only have your ID photo and a picture of your muddy face when you were playing basketball in high school! This is all right! Can it be done!"

"Yes," Lin Wuyu immediately bowed his head in the phone, "I sent it to you, you just type it out."

Almost, I have a call to call Brother Lin.

"You still say that I'm not your father?" Lao Lin sighed. "Do I have to help you receive your notice and send it to you again? I have to worry about losing it."

"Thank you brother." Lin Wuyu said, "Really, thank you in recent years."

"Don't say this," Lao Lin waved his hand. "You just go on a gong and drum and come back to see me."

"That's for sure." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"Be happy," Lao Lin said. "Let yourself be relaxed. A lot of stress can be thrown away. You should live like a fool at this age."

"Well." Lin Wuyu put down his phone, and Lao Lin's deep tone came out, and he couldn't stop for twenty minutes.

"Fuck!" Liu Jinpeng's voice on the phone sounded like a bomb, all with burrs, "This **** is yours? Is it yours? 719? Seven hundred and nineteen?"

"Huh." Ding Ji shook his chair, unable to help being a little proud.

"Fuck! Why can't I **** believe this?" Liu Jinpeng yelled, "My **** watching you grow up, there is no personal appearance..."

"You should pay attention," Ding Ji said, "I am also a person with a head and a face in the small square."

"Fuck!" Liu Jinpeng continued to shout, "I didn't expect it. I still think you are so clever. You don't ask for progress when you're idle all day long! Didn't expect you to be progressive?"

"Get off," Ding Ji smiled. "You know what a fart."

"This is the first place in the third middle school, can you take the top spot?" Liu Jinpeng asked, "is the province's third best in the third middle school?"

"Thinking too much, the city's first high school does not agree." Ding Ji snorted.

"What's wrong with the middle school? Lin Wuyu is not the only one in the middle school... Oh, how many points does he have?" Liu Jinpeng asked.

"Seven hundred and thirty-two." Ding Ji said Lin Wuyu's time-sharing, a kind of inexplicable pride, as if the poor ghost was showing off his local friends to the poor ghost.

"How much? Seven hundred and thirty-two?" Liu Jinpeng was very shocked. "Did he use a drone to steal papers?"

Ding Ji smiled for a long time: "He should be the champion, this score is really high."

"Let him treat guests to dinner," Liu Jinpeng said, "This must have a friend to dinner to celebrate? You 719 invited me, he 732 invited us both..."

"Fuck off!" Ding Ji said, "Please eat fart."

"If you are so embarrassed, please let me eat." Liu Jinpeng said.

"Don't talk to you, I always have a phone call here," Ding Ji said, "When I'm free, I will find you in your shop."

"OK." Liu Jinpeng hung up the phone very simply.

Ding Ji has been up and down since he checked the points.

He felt like he could have a 710, but he didn't expect it to be 720 short of a point.

The moment he saw the score, he was relieved. He tried to give his grandparents a sigh of relief, and he worked hard in the last period of time. It was a successful completion of the task.

No matter what his attitude towards this result, his parents are very satisfied with himself.

Grandpa and grandma are more satisfied than him. They have no idea what the score of the college entrance examination is. They only know that this is the highest score currently in the third middle school. For them, this is enough.

Even if Ding Ji only took a two hundred percent test, they would buy good food at this time and prepare a big meal for him at night.

Sitting in front of the desk, Ding Ji shook the chair slightly, and the phone was always in his hand, spinning around in circles.

He didn't lie to Liu Jinpeng. His mobile phone kept ringing. The phone, text messages, and messages never stopped.

The WeChat group in the class has also been brushing the screen.

The 732 points of Shenlin Wuyu in the attached middle school were seen in the group. The reaction of the people in the group was similar to that of Liu Jinpeng. When they knew this point, they all discussed crazy.

But he hasn't waited until Lin Wuyu's news, such awesome points, such a pull-off thing, whether on the phone or WeChat, even the oldest text messages, Lin Wuyu did not give him one.

Lin Wuyu's score was actually seen in the group, after so many people knew it.

Ding Ji twisted her eyebrows, a little depressed.

More is no face.

Very faceless.

I regard you as a friend. I accompanied you for a long time and stayed there for seven days. Did you not share the joy with me in the first place after you scored?

Slag!

Ding Ji glanced over his head and placed a small half of the bookshelf that had been made by the table. It was almost angered, and it was a kick when he stretched his foot.

At this time, there was another phone call, and he glanced at it, which was actually Shi Xiangyang, the nagging guy.

He pressed mute and did not answer the phone.

Shi Xiangyang did not pass the exam well, but it was a bit far from the standard he set himself. It was estimated that he was very unhappy at the moment. Ding Ji is not very happy now, and does not want to take another call to hear others complain.

Slag!

Lin Wuyu this scum!

The phone rang again, and Ding Ji glanced at it, a strange landline number.

He frowned. He didn't want to answer the phone of an acquaintance, let alone an unfamiliar number. He threw the phone on the table.

After a second, he rushed up and picked up the phone.

Where does this phone belong?

His breath was short, and when he left the phone with the girl that day, he had no hope at all...

"Hello?" He answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Ding Ji classmate?" There was a male voice over there.

Ding Ji was stunned for a while. It sounded like he could be fifty years old. Has Lin Zhan matured to this degree?

"I am, where are you?" Ding Ji replied.

"I'm Mr. Li from the Admissions Office of Universe International University..." said the man on the phone. "You have been accepted by our school..."

What Ding Ji thought wholeheartedly was that there was news from Lin Zhan's side. The man talked about how many scholarships he had given to him before he recovered.

Suddenly without a hit, he jumped up and yelled at the phone: "Go! You are a **** liar! Can you be more professional! Can the information be more accurate! Walk with you without cheating! Learn! Do you **** know how many points Lao Tzu has? You dare to call me if you are a cosmic interstellar?"

Without waiting for the voice there, he hung up the phone and threw the phone back on the table.

After holding back for a while, he was still upset and scolded fiercely: "Fuck!"

When the phone rang again, Ding Ji had no interest in even looking at the phone, but he felt that Lin Wuyu should not stop contacting him, in case this is the phone...

Could you be a little bit upset? Ding Ji?

Ding Xiaoji, can you pull a little? Lin Wuyu is a fart?

Ding Ji picked up the phone, glanced at the heartbeat again, and burst into bursts.

He took the phone and insisted that the phone rang for twenty seconds before he picked it up: "Hey."

"Did you check the score?" Lin Wuyu's voice came from the phone.

"What to pretend to be," Ding Ji said, "The top five students in the city all know their **** grade three, and you call me now to pretend that you are stupid, don't you know?"

"I just got up," Lin Wuyu smiled, "Just knew the points."

"Then do you want me to perform with you?" Ding Ji said angrily.

"Good." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji froze for a while: "What? Really? Are you stupid."

"Did you check the score?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"...I checked." Ding Ji didn't know why he cooperated.

"How much?" Lin Wuyu's tone suddenly became somewhat expectant and curious.

So fast into the play?

Ding Ji was a little inexplicably excited by his state, as if he had just checked the score.

"You talk about yours first, how much are you?" He stood up.

"Speaking out is afraid to scare you." Lin Wuyu said with a smile in his voice.

"Hurry up! You are a **** of learning anyway, I am not surprised to get a perfect score." Ding Ji said.

"The full score is not enough," Lin Wuyu stopped, "732."

"...I rely on!" Ding Ji shouted.

Although he already knew Lin Wuyu's score, he was already surprised. He even watched other students' surprise performances in the group for a long time.

But when he heard Lin Wuyu's voice say this number, he really felt surprised and excited. It was totally different from the previous single.

Even his hands were shaking.

"How much?" he asked again.

"732," Lin Wuyu said, "I am worthy of myself and of anyone."

Lin Wuyu's sentence suddenly poked at something he didn't know. Excited, excited, relieved, and there were some small grievances, so suddenly felt Lin Wuyu's mood when he said this sentence.

Ding Ji didn't know why his nose suddenly became sore, and everything in front of him was suddenly separated by a layer of water mist at this moment.

Just blinked his eyes, and wanted to see clearly, tears ran from his eyes.

"Very good," Ding Ji didn't have Lin Wuyu's ability, he couldn't make himself cry without crying, he could only carry a heavy nasal sound, and also took a nose, "I fuck, you are too bull Lin Wuyu."

"Ding Ji?" Lin Wuyu hesitated. "Are you crying?"

"Huh." Ding Jiying said, "This is why my face is small."

"My face is not big." Lin Wuyu said.

"Who knows if you are crying behind your back!" Ding Ji grabbed the tissue and pressed it on his eyes.

"How many points do you have? Haven't told me yet." Lin Wuyu insisted on finishing the show.

"719." Ding Ji said.

"So are you crying angrily?" Lin Wuyu asked, "The score is not as high as me, the little prodigy crying."

"Get off," Ding Ji couldn't help but happily hang with tears in his eyes, "I really think... this time, you are not giving yourself an explanation, you can stop pressing yourself so much."

"Well." Lin Wuyu smiled. "Come out for a meal."

"Do you have any other ideas besides eating?" Ding Ji said.

"Come out for a while," Lin Wuyu said.

"...Where are you going?" Ding Ji asked.

"Small square? We used to be close." Lin Wuyu said.

At this time there was no one in the small square. The sun was large and the temperature was high.

The entire small square is just where the basketball court is playing.

When Lin Wuyu arrived, he saw Ding Ji just sitting down on the step where he always stayed. The big glass bottle with chrysanthemum tea in his feet was the same as when he had a headache.

"Do you have to take this bottle to school?" Lin Wuyu walked over.

"Huh." Ding Ji nodded, picked up the bottle, and took a sip.

Lin Wuyu looked at his red eyes and couldn't tell what it was like.

He knew that Ding Ji would be excited and happy for his achievements. Ding Ji was such a kind and sincere person, but he never expected Ding Ji to cry.

"Go to the milk tea shop for a while," Ding Ji said. "It's sunburnt here. The pestle is like a neuropathy here."

"Are you inviting guests?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"I'm not inviting guests," Ding Ji pointed to the trouser pocket where he put the phone. "You keep me in mind."

"I also remember milk tea?" Lin Wuyu looked at him. "Do the young people in your society pay so much money?"

"We young people in society, it's good to pay back your money," Ding Ji snorted. "You see the fake girlfriend of the sixth year, and I haven't found anyone yet. I'm afraid I can't refer him to him. It's money."

"Did I urge you?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"I know you didn't rush," Ding Ji frowned. "Then I can't worry about it."

"Afraid I have no money to go to school?" Lin Wuyu smiled.

"I'm a little scared." Ding Ji said.

"I've taken over the work there," Lin Wuyu said, "The time is all set, and I will pass after I fill out my volunteer."

"You can." Ding Ji glanced at him. "Or... do you live in the rented house first?"

"Well." Lin Wuyu nodded. "I went to your place before I left and took things."

"You have a lot of stuff," Ding Ji thought for a while. "If you can't get it, just leave it. I'll help you with it when I'm in the past. My little uncle will definitely send me."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu continued to nod.

If according to the previous state, Ding Ji may play with him in advance, after all, he was said to take him to fly the drone, but he hasn't taken him apart except that time.

But now Ding Ji will certainly not have such an idea. After returning, he has never contacted him again. If he doesn’t even let him help him with some luggage now, Lin Wuyu feels that the direction of the two of his friends should be End without illness.

The milk tea shop is still for those who eat and drink. Ding Ji ordered something at the cash register and listened to Liang Chun praising him: "Oh my god, Ding Ji, I didn't expect it. I heard Liu Jinpeng say you took a very high exam Points, 419? That's too good!"

"What do you think of a little girl all day long?" Ding Ji sighed. "719, Liu Jinpeng's mouth is too fast."

"Great! I invited you today. You can order it casually." Liang Chun waved his hand.

"Don't spend your money," Ding Ji said.

"The cost is not much," Liang Chun said with a smile, "Don't make the relationship so fake!"

"Then I ordered it casually." Ding Ji pointed on the list, ordered a bunch of food and drink, and according to his food, after these meals, the food could not be eaten, but Lin Wuyu certainly could.

Ding Ji glanced back at Lin Wuyu sitting under the parasol.

Lin Wuyu was looking at him and smiled at him.

Ding Ji took the milk tea and walked over, thinking of Liang Chun's words all the time in his head.

Don't make the relationship so fake.

This is the feeling.

Is it fake? His relationship with Lin Wuyu.

He wasn't very embarrassed to tell Lin Wuyu that he also wanted to follow, play or get acquainted with the school or help Lin Wuyu. In short, he just wanted to go, but he couldn't say it, it was strange to say it.

Lin Wuyu is similar.

He didn't believe that Lin Wuyu really didn't remember that he had promised to make him a small bookshelf, but Lin Wuyu never mentioned this.

Are you worried that you haven't done it for him and asked for embarrassment, or don't you want him to?

Ding Ji leaned on the back of the chair, bent his fingers to support his chin, and looked at Lin Wuyu.

Why is this relationship so awkward? He has never had a relationship with someone so inexplicable.

"What do you want?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Don't you want that bookshelf?" Ding Ji asked.