Where's you going? Don't you know how to open the door?

"Hey, is it Xiaotian? I'm your Uncle Sheng." Sheng Mingyang on the other side of the phone thought he had changed people, and was immediately polite.

　　Sheng Wang looked around and replied: "Hello Uncle Sheng, I am your son Sheng Wang."

Sheng Mingyang: "..."

"Fuck you." Sheng Mingyang asked angrily, "You didn't mean to call Give it to Xiaotian?"

"I passed it, but the other one is gone."

"What do you mean?" Sheng Mingyang was obviously taken aback, "What do you mean by no one?"

"Isn't in the classroom."

Sheng Mingyang took away over there. The phone whispered a few words to others, and then said to Shengwang: "Hang up later, I will ask you Aunt Jiang to ask."

Sheng Wang rolled his eyes and threw the phone back on the table.

A few classmates walked this way before, and seemed to want to talk to him about the exam. Seeing him on the phone, he stopped, said hello and left. In just a few minutes, only Shengwang remained in the classroom.

　　He was bored with the strap of his schoolbag, listening to the noisy human voices as if they were ebbing away, from the corridor to the stairs, and then disappeared, and the entire top floor was quiet.

　　He looked at the phone screen that kept displaying "Calling", and suddenly remembered that it was the same for a while when he was a child. At that time, his mother had just passed away, perhaps because she was afraid of his random thoughts, Sheng Mingyang insisted on picking him up from school every day.

The critical period of business is always busy and chaotic. Sheng Mingyang is often late, and Sheng Wang waits while doing his homework. Sheng Mingyang can arrive every time his homework is finished and his students are empty, and help him carry his schoolbag "Wang Tsai" and "Wang Tsai" apologize shortly.

　　Later, with the driver Xiao Chen, Sheng Wang rarely had to wait. Later, he protested several times, and Sheng Mingyang rarely called him "Wangzi".

Suddenly the sound of high-heeled shoes rang out in the corridor, and Sheng Wang looked back. I saw a figure with long straight hair passing by the window. Just by looking at his manners, I knew it was Yang Jing, their English teacher.

　　Sheng Wang has been here for the past three days, but he has not taken any English class but is the most impressed with this teacher, because the old fritters in Class A talk about "Jing", and when they hear the words "Jing Sister is looking for you", they can persuade me. Until his face turns pale.

　　Just listening to the dictation, Sheng Wang thought it was a Yaksha who taught them English.

　　Later, when I saw people, I realized that it was not. Yang Jing was tall and thin, her facial features were not so beautiful, and her cheekbones were a little high, but she was definitely the most conspicuous one when she stood in the crowd.

　　Tuk tu tu.

Yang Jing walked over and back, lifting her chin and knocking on the door.

"Jing—" Sheng Wang had been brainwashed for a long time, and almost blurted out "Sister Jing", but fortunately he stopped : "Miss. Yang."

　　"Yeah." Yang Jing asked, "you haven't left yet? What are you doing?"

　　She speaks fast and always lifts her chin slightly, and when she speaks well, it is like an interrogation.

　　However, Sheng Wang has always been not afraid of the teacher, and smiled and said: "

　　Waiting for someone." "Oh." Yang Jing glanced at his desk, "You're so courageous, just put the phone under my nose like this?"

Sheng Wangyi Stayed, grabbed the phone and passed it silently.

　　The young master was pretending to be obedient. Yang Jing raised her slender eyebrows, first swept a circle of empty classrooms, looked at him again, and said, "What do you do? Go home."

After speaking, she walked away on high heels.

Sheng Wang put the phone back on the table and was about to let go, when the people inside gave a "hello".

　"Here, say it." Sheng Wang deserved very perfunctory.

　"Jiang Ou called him."

　"Who to call?" Sheng Wang almost didn't respond, and then said "Oh" again, "Jiang Tian, ​​he has a cell phone? I can't see that he's very brave. "

　　Sheng Mingyang said grumpily: "Who is murmuring and running? Call him brother later."

　　"Impossible, don't think about it." No one else was around, Sheng Wang replied very directly.

　　Sheng Mingyang was very comfortable with his son. Sheng Wang refused to call. He changed his name first: "Jiang Ou said your brother was called to the office by the teacher."

　　I... Sheng Wang burst into a rough word with his mouth.

　　"If you don't say anything, I don't know what you want to say?" Sheng Mingyang teased him, "Okay, you should come back with Little Uncle Chen first."

　　"Oh, don't wait anymore?" Sheng Wang asked coolly. .

He vaguely heard Jiang Ou whispering over there: "It might be a competition or something else. It used to be like this before. It's 11 o'clock when you get home. Don't let Xiao Wang wait any longer. Come back quickly."

　　Which teacher is so capable. Ah, it cost him 11 o'clock? Sheng Wang picked up his schoolbag and walked to the door while wondering.

　　"That's OK, you can go back first. I'll let Xiao Chen run again later." Sheng Mingyang said, and then exhorted: "Say hello to your brother before leaving."

　　Dreaming.

　　Sheng Wang "slapped" the classroom lights off, and hung up the phone without saying anything.

　　The road downstairs must go through the office. He talked about dreaming, and he glanced inward when he passed by. All five heads in the office were bored, and there were either papers or lesson plans in front of them. As for Jiang Tian, ​​who was called to the office in the legend, there was no shadow.

　　Sheng Wang stepped for a while, and his head was full of question marks: Do some people not collude with others before they say nonsense? Are you afraid of being exposed? Or... really not in this office, but went to another one?

　　He looked around and wanted to ask the teacher, but Uncle Chen had already sent a message saying that he was right at the school gate and could not park for a long time there.

　　So he hesitated for a few seconds, and went downstairs.

The city's provincial key is not only the attached middle school, but most of them are located in the suburbs, far away from the urban area and away from the crowds.

The attached middle school is a rare exception. It was founded early, and it was a stunned place in the center of the city that it found a treasured geomantic place, and it was one hundred and thirty years after it was seated. Later, the surrounding area became more and more prosperous. It surrounded a large area of ​​woods along the teaching and accommodation area to isolate the noise from the outside.

　　The school named that piece of woods and flowers "Self-cultivation Garden", and students called it "Magpie Bridge".

The adult couples in the red dust are holding hands to press the road, and the young couples in the temple can only squeeze the mud in the woods in order to avoid chasing and blocking. At night, it was really ghosts.

　During the three days, Sheng Wang was frightened several times by the haunted gang.

　　There are several residential areas outside the school gate, and the residents are particularly simple. There are no more than three types—the school's faculty and staff, the school's students, and those who accompany students in rented houses.

　　Sheng Wang walked out of the school gate along the haunted road and saw Uncle Chen roll down the car window and gesture at him.

　　He stood by the school gate and waited for Xiao Chen to turn around. He suddenly heard voices from the residents not far away from downstairs. The light there was dim as if it were broken, and it kept flashing.

　　Sheng Wang vaguely saw two shadows coming out of the unit building one after another, turning on the other road.

　　"The street light is a bit bad, it's quite dark, or I'll go with you."

　　"No."

He vaguely heard such a conversation, but it was not very clear across the community fence and the voice of the traffic. I just feel that the voice of the respondent is very cold, and it sounds familiar at first.

　　"Xiaowang." Little Uncle Chen called him.

　　Sheng Wang replied, and walked toward the car.

In Yu Guangzhong, the figure of the residents downstairs seemed to turn their heads, but it could also be an illusion of tree shadows. Sheng Wang sat in the back seat, his head against the window, trying to take a nap.

　　When the lights in his vision were blurred into a piece, he suddenly remembered why the sound was familiar, because it was a bit like Jiang Tian. But it's impossible. What is Jiang Tian doing here?

　　Sheng Wang woke up for a while, and slowly submerged into sleepiness, without thinking any more.

　　After all, Jiang Ou or Jiang Tian, ​​even though they lived under one roof, they were only Sheng Mingyang's guests and had nothing to do with him.

　　There are no major changes when newcomers live in the family, but only the details.

　　When Sheng Wang entered the door, Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou stood at the door, looking like they were waiting early, but the nanny who was usually there had already left.

　　Without lifting his eyelids, he opened the shoe cabinet, only to see a row of unfamiliar shoes at the bottom. Some are similar to his sports models, and some are women's shoes.

　　It has been a long time since his mother passed away that such a thing has not appeared in the family.

"Here are your shoes." Sheng Mingyang bent over and picked up his slippers and handed them over, "I just took them for you."

　　Sheng Wang stood in front of the shoe cabinet with his eyes down for a while, then closed the door again, and his head suffocated . Squat on the ground to untie your shoelaces.

　　"It's okay on the phone, why did you enter the door and ignore people?" Sheng Mingyang patted Jiang Ou on the shoulder, pulled the trousers, and squatted down in front of Sheng Wang, and asked: "I'm talking to Lao Xu today, oh , That is, the director of your political education office called. He said that my son did a great job at school, and several teachers in the class liked you very much. He also heard that you did well in the exam yesterday?" Hearing this, Sheng Wang changed his shoes. Pause your fingers.

　　He looked up at Sheng Mingyang, straightened up and put his schoolbag on his shoulders and said: "It's pretty good, I failed three." After he said that, he passed the two of them, raised his foot and went upstairs.

　　Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou looked at each other and froze for a while in embarrassment.

"I said it would be better for me not to stand here." Jiang Ou said.

"There must be a process of adaptation." Sheng Mingyang sighed when he heard the bedroom door on the second floor "slam" shut, "This kid has a hard mouth and a soft heart. It's not against you who is good and who is bad." It's just..."

　　"he just miss his mother, I know." Jiang Ou said.

She glanced at the kitchen and said to Sheng Mingyang, "I won't serve the porridge. You can give it to him."

　"I'm sure I'm still angry at the moment and won't open the door for me." Sheng Mingyang gave a dry smile and said "Do you think that guy on the door is not allowed to knock on the door and hang it for someone to show? Keep the porridge warm, he will come down to eat when he is hungry."

　　"I think you have a problem getting along with Xiao Wang..." Jiang Ouren Can't help but say.

　　"No matter how many years they have been together like this." Sheng Mingyang said grimly. Jiang Ou glanced up uneasy.

　　"Don't look at it, not crying is a trivial matter." Sheng Mingyang said vowedly.

　　Jiang Ou: "???" In the bedroom on the second floor, Sheng Wang knew nothing about his father's remarks.

　　He turned a bag of melon seeds out of the snack cabinet, and squatted on the table while listening to the crabs ranting in their voice.

　　Octagonal Crab: "The grandson has a full score? What's wrong with the full score? Did you have a few full scores before? Waiting for you to go through the book, the full score is easy!"

　　Sheng Wang patted the melon seeds on his hands and replied: "You Don't stammer and say it." "Say it?"

The crab whimpered, "Whenever I can get a perfect score in my life, I'll kowtow to the ancestral grave. But you only got so many points after watching it for one day. How about a week? "

　　"Are you drinking?" Sheng Wang asked.

　　"No."

　　"Then what are you talking about." Sheng Wang said: "I got basic points. I can get the kind of textbooks that anyone can do. If I watch it for a week, I get a full score. What to learn."

　　"Why didn't I find that there are so many basic points." Crab said aggrieved.

　　"You're blind."

"Okay, do you want any more papers? I'll go to the sophomores to ask." Crabs have always been positive in helping others.

　　Sheng Wang flipped through the homework he brought back and said: "I don't need it at the moment. I bought a few problem sets, so let's read them first." He took advantage of his late self-study to do away with the basics of two readings of Chinese and three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry Question, the rest of those who plan to even study and grind slowly at night. As a result, it took two hours.

　　Crab is probably also brushing up questions, a bit unwilling to be lonely. He poked Shengwang and asked, "Brother Sheng, what's going on with Brother Sheng, do you feel that the harmony of nature and man, the six meridians, and the flow of clouds and water are all in one go?"

　　Sheng Wang chuckled, and said, "I won't move."

　　Crab: "What? How could it be?"

Sheng Wang was also depressed.

He has always been very efficient in self-study, so he is very self-aware even though he is a shit. There are three things on the table, the left is the textbook, the middle is the paper, and the right is the exercise set.

　　He always looks at the question of the test paper first, draws out the knowledge points to be investigated, and then quickly traverses the corresponding part of the textbook, and then goes to the right to pick two similar questions to practice his hand feeling, and then make the paper.

　　After this set, you can learn from other things, and you will be able to get started when you encounter similar problems in the future.

　　He quickly solved most of the homework in this way, except that the last one of physics was still empty, because he couldn't find the corresponding question type.

　　"True? No?" Crab said, "You show me the title?"

　　"Why are you doing it for me?" "What a

　　joke!" said Crab, "I went to help the off-site audience. There were two very good seniors living in the dormitory next door, so I went to ask. "

　　Sheng Wang took a picture of him, and he simply turned on the computer and searched the Internet.

　　Almost half an hour later, the crab came back grimacingly: "The seniors turned on the torch and went on the calculation together. While doing the calculation, they scolded me and said that I had a grudge with them. If they can't do it tonight, they won't be able to sleep. "

　　Sheng Wang was biting his lips and staring at the computer screen, but didn't reply.

　　Crab sent three more one after another, and finally dialed over with a voice.

　　As soon as he connected, he asked, "How's it going?"

　　Sheng Wang said dryly, "I found one that looks a bit like." The

　　crab said, "Oh! That's all right, just do it!"

　　"Be a fart, compete. Questions."

　　Crab: "...your homework is so awesome?"

Is it a bit too perverted to ask someone who hasn't learned a book to do competition questions?

　　"I'll hang up first, I'll go down and drink some ice water to calm down." Sheng Wang said, muttering off his voice and went downstairs.

　　The living room has been darkened, leaving only a hallway light. He glanced at the clock and realized that it was 11 o'clock. He pulled out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and went upstairs, leaning against the window to take two sips. As he was about to return to the table and continue to slap the question, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person standing by the street lamp outside the courtyard.

　　The man was answering the phone with a schoolbag on his shoulder.

　　Maybe the street lights are bright enough, maybe the eyesight is good enough. Across the windowpane and the courtyard, Sheng Wang could see the boredom and discomfort on each other's face.

　　Who do you call so angry?

　　Sheng Wang was a little curious. He saw Jiang Tian tap on the screen, and threw the phone into his pants pocket with a cold face. But instead of entering the yard immediately, he stood alone outside for a while, then turned his head and looked at the small building.

　　Sheng Wang's conditioned reflex pulled over the curtains to block him, and he reacted after pulling the curtains. The movement was even greater.

　　Forget it's too silly x.

　　After thinking about it, he opened the curtains again, and looked through the window generously, only to see that Jiang Tian had already turned around and was going to the opposite place.

　　"Huh?" Sheng Wang was taken aback for a moment.

　　When he reacted, he had already opened the window and shouted to the people outside the courtyard: "Where are you going? Will the courtyard door open?"

　　The movement was a bit loud. After he finished speaking, the bedroom window downstairs also opened.

　　Sheng Mingyang looked at him with a probe: "Who are you talking to?" Before

　　Sheng Wang answered, he immediately reacted: "Jiang Tian?"

　　"Otherwise? A thief?" Sheng Wang said.

　　But he soon regretted it.

Two minutes later, Jiang Tian, ​​who was planning to leave, was dragged into the living room by his mother and Sheng Mingyang, besieging the junction with the first and second floors.

　　Young Master Sheng Xiao opened the door a crack to watch the play. He met Jiang Tian gaze as soon as he showed one eye. He thought about it and closed the door silently.