Jian Fu, who was forcibly pulled out of the game, had a lifeless expression on his face, but he had no idea that Li Rong was pushing him behind his back. It happened that he was also thirsty, so he had to accept his fate and take the money and go downstairs to run errands.
There is a milk tea shop in the middle school of A, and it only takes less than ten minutes for Jane to make a trip and come back.
He put the milk tea on Cen Wei's table, panting heavily, and shaking off the button of his coat: "I bought so many cups, can we still eat it at noon?"
Li Rong was quick and took his own from the inside. The glass of crystal grapes said lightly: "It's not all for you, find a cup and send it to Lin Qin."
Simple: "..."
At that moment, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence, as if he subconsciously Li has already recognized it, and the two-person team of him and Cen Wei has become a four-person team.
Realizing this, Jian Fu was somewhat depressed. Li Rong changed this pattern without authorization, but his problem of listening to other people's arrangements was the same as before.
Jian Fu held a cup of matcha milk cap and a cup of Yangzhi nectar in his hand. He looked left and right, pouted, and walked around the back of the classroom uncomfortably to Lin Qin's desk.
"Which one do you want to drink?"
Lin Qin raised his head suddenly, opened his eyes to look at Jian Fu, then looked at the milk tea in Jian Fu's hand, and pointed at himself cautiously: "For me?"
Jian used his nose to "hum" With a snort, he shook the milk tea cup: "Otherwise."
Lin Qin swallowed silently, a little eagerness in his eyes, but his expression was hesitant.
Recently, the art test teacher has been very strict with him and does not allow him to take in high-calorie things. He really wants to drink milk tea, but he is really afraid of gaining weight.
Seeing him dawdling, Jian Fu became a little impatient, and put Yang Zhi Ganlu directly in front of Lin Qin: "Just drink this, three-point sugar, don't you want to lose weight?"
Lin Qin was stunned for a few seconds. Seconds later, he slowly grabbed the milk tea cup and moved his lips: "Ah...Okay, thank you."
Jane Fu put the straw into the matcha milk cap, sucked a big mouthful of the fragrant cheese, and said in a low voice, "I haven't bullied you, so I don't even bother to tell me anything."
Lin Qin just wanted to explain, but Jane Fu had already Turning his head, Meteor walked away.
Sun Nuan, Lin Qin's tablemate, said enviously, "Okay, you have such a good relationship with Jane Fu now that he has given you milk tea?"
Lin Qin blinked, looked at Jane Fu's back, and said with certainty, "It's the squad leader. Let him send it."
In a blink of an eye, he saw that Li Rong was also holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, his expression was very happy, and he was talking to Cen Wei.
Sun Nuan: "Ah...you have such a good relationship with the monitor, obviously you haven't spoken much in the past two years."
Lin Qin smiled, punctured the plastic film, and took a sip of Yangzhi's nectar: "Yeah, I feel a lot of things have changed suddenly."
Li Rong glanced back from the corner of his eye, and found that Lin Qin was holding a milk tea cup in his left hand and a pen in his right, and was doing his homework while drinking.
Li Rong lightly hooked his lips: "Yes, Lin Qin has a sense of teamwork now, I'm really afraid that he will be embarrassed to accept it."
Lin Qin has never had a sense of presence in the class, the reason is that the grades are not bad and the teacher is not very good Pay attention, he himself is tolerant and obedient, and a few charismatic people in the class don't take him as a dish.
Li Rong had always been worried that Lin Qin was too tolerant, and even to Cen Wei and Jian Fu, he was patient and polite.
Such a character is often ignored by those around him and is more likely to be wronged.
Cen Wei frowned, took a sip of the sweet oolong tea in his hand, and immediately took it away.
He glanced at Li Rong, and his tone was somewhat sour: "You are so worried about even giving milk tea, you are not afraid of being tired."
Li Rong smiled and shook his head slowly, disagreeing with Cen Wei's point of view: "To the brain For people with enough capacity, thinking more is just a basic function, and the boot is warmed up."
Cen Wei raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Really, so you think about everyone around you?"
Li Rong grabbed the plastic straw, raised his eyelids to look at Cen Wei, and said slyly: "Yes, you have a lot of time to think about you, are you afraid?" Frankly: "I have nothing to be afraid of."
Li Rong smiled, took out the straw, exchanged it with Cen Wei's cup of oolong tea, and pushed his crystal grapes to Cen Wei's hand: "I'm delicious, you can taste it. Taste."
Cen Wei looked at the straws that were exchanged, picked up Li Rong's cup of purple fruit tea, shook it at will, slightly dissatisfied: "This is the result of your thinking?"
Li Rong's eyes moved down slightly, the tip of his tongue secretly Sweeping his lips, he said with a smile, "I guess you like some... Yang Fenfang's forbidden method."
Cen Wei didn't say anything this time, but silently picked up Li Rong's glass of crystal grapes and took a sip.
Li Rong leaned on his chin and clicked his tongue twice: "Others will think that the Prince of Lanshu District 3 is so stingy, he has to drink milk tea instead."
He had just finished joking about Cen Wei when Yang Fenfang appeared at the door of the class with a stern expression on his face. She glanced sharply at the whole class, until the class gradually quieted down, and then Yang Fenfang said slowly: "Li Rong, come out, your uncle will look for him."
Li Rong's smile faded instantly.
Gu Zhaonian hadn't appeared in front of him for a long time. In his last life, after a month of self-isolation at home, he was asked out of the villa by the court.
In a desperate situation, he also went to Gu Zhaonian, but his uncle shied away in every possible way and talked about it, even if he was killed without money, he couldn't help.
Li Rong was extremely sensitive at that time, and he valued his dignity above everything else.
Li Rong got up and went out with Yang Fenfang.
Yang Fenfang did not know the estrangement between him and Gu Zhaonian, and communicated with Gu Zhaonian enthusiastically about his study status.
Yang Fenfang: "Uncle Li Rong, don't worry, this child Li Rong has adjusted well, is very strong, and has not been affected too much. He also won the first place in the city in the last model test. I think your family members must be very pleased. "
She didn't even know that Gu Zhaonian had a son named Gu Tian, who was the same age and grade as Li Rong. I can't lift my head up in front of my relatives and friends.
Gu Zhaonian's face turned blue and white, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a smile: "Ha, isn't it, there are too many things in our family recently, and I don't have time to care about them." , so I rushed to show the care of Gu Zhaonian's school leaders and teachers to Li Rong.
"Understanding, it's not easy for family members. Some time ago, I told Li Rong about the Talent Program. According to the practice in China A, this quota is definitely for Li Rong. Our teachers and school leaders will also withstand the pressure and protect the students."
Based on Gu Tian's academic performance, Gu Zhaonian is not qualified to know about the Talent Program at all. His second monk was puzzled and frowned, "What Talent Program?" Li Rong's grades are definitely not a problem for the chosen places, if he goes well, he doesn't have to take the college entrance examination, and he can rest for a few more months than other children."
Gu Zhaonian: "..."
He sounded even more unpleasant.
It turned out that there were all these messy plans in high school. It turned out that Li Rong was already preparing to recommend the A big thing, and he was still worrying about how to put Gu Tian into it.
He is also depressed sometimes. He is not so small that he is jealous of all the children who have studied well, but as Gu Nong's brother and Li Rong's uncle, he has endured too much in his life. Yang Fenfang was still chattering: "Li Rong has been getting along very well with his classmates recently, such as Cen Wei. I used to transfer them to the same table because I hoped that there would not be small groups in the class that would oppose each other, but now the effect is indeed remarkable... "
The veins on Gu Zhaonian's forehead are about to pop up.
Isn't it effective?
In order to give Li Rong a head start, Cen Wei cleaned up his son. Because he didn't dare to provoke the heads of Lanshu District 3 and District 1, he could only swallow his breath silently, and his blood pressure almost exploded.
Gu Zhaonian smiled: "Teacher, let me tell Li Rong something about the family."
Yang Fenfang then called Li Rong over: "Come here, you guys say, I'll go to the class to see."
Li Rong was originally unhappy. Gu Zhaonian's, but was disturbed by Yang Fenfang, he was in a better mood by eating melons and watching the play.
Li Rong came over, leaned against the wall of the corridor, put his hands in his pockets, and asked lazily, "What's the matter with me?"
Gu Zhaonian sighed: "I went to your house, and I heard that you moved."
Li Rong He raised his eyebrows lightly: "It's not easy, what a big thing to trouble you to come to my house."
Gu Zhaonian snorted coldly: "The old lady has set a time for your parents' funeral. A few of your parents, colleagues and friends will be notified that you have to go to receive them and give them back gifts."
The old lady was Li Rong's grandmother.
Li Rong had not seen her very much, and his impression of her was not very good.
His grandmother was actually a strong woman. She lost her husband in middle age and did not remarry. She raised a pair of children by herself, lived in a bridge hole, gnawed on tree bark, worked as a black worker, and made detours.
After catching up with the economic recovery, she started to do import and export trade because she was proficient in foreign languages, and her life gradually improved.
It is this person who is at the forefront of the changing times, and still has deep-rooted ancient ideas in his bones, that his son is more promising than his daughter, and his grandson is more promising than his grandson.
But their family is completely the other way around.
Because of this, the old lady can't help but mock Gu Tian, who is unsatisfactory, and Gu Zhaonian, who can only flatter the boss and flatter her, but at the same time, she can't help but blame Gu Nong for his unwillingness to touch the relationship and give Gu Zhaonian a life in Hongsuo. The research institute found a stable job, and felt that Li Rong should help Gu Tian study, it is best to teach Gu Tian to be the first in the grade.
Just because the old lady was provoking from left to right, the relationship between Gu Zhaonian and Gu Nong became more and more tense, and Gu Tian and Li Rong were even less speculative.
Now that this has happened, the old lady is sad and ashamed at the same time. The funeral must be in accordance with her idea, the door should be closed, everything should be kept simple, no publicity should be allowed, and the neighbors should not be allowed to see jokes.
In the last life, Li Rong's health was so bad that he went to the hospital intermittently. When he got better, the funeral was over.
The cost of buying the cemetery was paid by the old lady, and she also specifically explained to the staff that she wanted an unobtrusive location so that not too many people could see it.
The staff had to explain to her that all the people who came to visit the grave were their own family members and would not look at others.
But the old lady insisted that she would not listen, she insisted on picking a corner spot, wishing to cover her name with a hood.
Li Rong was a little stunned.
It turned out that some of the facts he thought he had already accepted were just buried deep in his heart, pressed firmly by a big rock, and would not be easily exposed to arouse his emotions.
But as long as he recalled those things that deserved grievances, it was like a jagged boulder was accidentally shaken, pulling his whole body, and his heart was blurred.
If his parents can't be innocent, then the infamy will be on them forever, regardless of life or death.
Just like this tomb that must be built in a corner, reminding him every moment that those who leave are still waiting, and those who live must never give up.
Even if time has passed, no one cares about the truth of this matter, but his parents still care, which is the greatest meaning to him.
Gu Zhaonian frowned: "Li Rong, did you listen? This Sunday, you have to go to the auditorium to prepare, and the old lady is so oriented towards your house, isn't it too unconscionable for you not to visit her for so long? Is it?"
Li Rong just moved his eyelids slightly, as if he hadn't heard it.
Gu Zhaonian looked around and saw that there were no students passing by. He pointed to Li Rong's nose: "Let me hear that you are playing tricks behind your back and bullying Gu Tian, I can't spare you!"
Li Rong finally recovered, raised his eyelids, He said coldly, "Why can't you spare me?"
Gu Zhaonian paused, and the muscles on his face twitched.
He really had nothing to do with Li Rong, and he said that was to be ruthless and teach Li Rong a lesson, but he was really asked back, and he seemed to have been ripped off and felt uncomfortable.
Li Rong sneered lightly: "Although I don't have time to look at you now, it doesn't mean that I can't find time. I will be present at the funeral, but it's up to me to decide what to do."
Gu Zhaonian gritted his teeth, Angrily said: "Li Rong, do you take yourself too seriously? You thought your parents were honorary professors of Hong Suo, and was someone backing you up?"
Li Rong stood up straight and pulled his hand out of his pocket. come out.
He clearly looked pale and weak, but his eyes were as sharp as knives and unusually bright.
"I am my own backer."
Gu Zhaonian looked at his nephew with indescribable anger in his chest.
This resentment did not come from Li Rong's attitude towards him, but from Li Rong's own determination, confidence, and sharpness.
He envied Gu Nong's ability to cultivate such a child. Even if he came to the edge of the cliff, he could still be neither humble nor arrogant and unfettered.
It made him feel more banal, humble, dirty, and vulgar in his soul.
He will never be able to compare to Gu Nong, and his children will never be able to compare to Li Rong.
He suddenly understood why there were so many outrageous rumors after the accident between Li Qingli and Gu Nong, but the scolding on the Internet would still be so overwhelming, and they shared the same hatred.
If he wasn't Gu Nong's brother, he believed that he would also be a member of the mob. Because there are many souls as mediocre as him in this world.
Gu Zhaonian clamped his briefcase, took a deep look at Li Rong, turned around angrily, and rushed to the entrance of the stairs with big strides, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
Li Rong watched him disappear calmly, walked back to the class calmly, and returned to his seat.
Yang Fenfang sat in front of the podium and gave a lecture, and the classroom became chaotic again.
No one noticed that Li Rong went out and came back. Everyone took advantage of the rare class break, chatting, playing around, eating snacks, and doing homework.
Cen Wei narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "You're not happy, what's wrong?"
Li Rong's eyelids trembled slightly, his eyelashes were slender and long, carefully fiddling with the tips of his hair, and a hazy shadow formed under his eyes.
His Adam's apple slipped slightly, and the thin white skin around his neck tightened.
Li Rong tilted his head and put his ear lightly on Cen Wei's shoulder.
His voice was low and soft, with an imperceptible weakness.
"Let me go, just for a while."
He just needs to find a quiet place in the hustle and bustle, not to be disturbed, to rest a little.
Then, he can return to normal.
Cen Wei stiffened for a moment, looked down, Li Rong had closed his eyes, his eyelids were thin, his eyebrows were slender, and his hair was soft against the side of his temples and ears, inexplicably obedient.
But Cen Wei knew that Li Rong's mind was very heavy at the moment, with a lot of distractions, and the chaotic and restless emotions constantly consumed his will and energy.
In fact, he has not been tired for a long time.
Cen Wei relaxed his shoulders, didn't move, and tried his best to make him lean on more comfortably.
Cen Wei whispered in a voice only he could hear: "You can rely on it for a long time."