Chapter 45: It's a Friend
Chapter 45: Friends
Carefree is a state that everyone dreams of. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wang Yao licked the corners of his mouth, "Carefree, this matter, when I get old, there will be time." β
Xu Feng was stunned, "You have a high consciousness, can you be a saint?"
Wang Yao stopped his pen and hesitated for a moment, "I didn't think about it that way, but I want to be a person who continues to learn for the sake of the saints." β
Xu Feng frowned deeply, "Do you know what this road means?"
Wang Yao shook his head, "I don't know, but I know that this path is the right one." β
"Do you like Confucianism?" asked Xu Feng.
"I haven't studied it too deeply, and I will have the opportunity in the future. Wang Yao hooked the corners of his mouth.
"Confucianism is incompatible with this era. Xu Feng said in a deep voice, "This is not a road, it is a cliff." β
"Chaowen said, it is okay to die at night. Wang Yao chuckled.
"Is your kid sick in the second middle school?" Xu Feng said with a frown.
"What kind of disease is that?" Wang Yao was stunned.
"Recently, it has caused quite a stir in the education circles, and a Dongying educational institution has researched a kind of self-centered, naΓ―ve and self-righteous remarks of teenagers. Xu Feng said, "Just like you, Chaowen said, you can die at night, do you know the meaning of this sentence?"
"Master doesn't believe me?" Wang Yao touched his nose in embarrassment.
"I just want you to keep your feet on the ground. Xu Feng glared and said, "Young age, don't give me the appearance of an old sour Confucian who has seen through the red dust, I hate this rotten Confucian the most!"
"You're deflated. Wang Yao smiled and gave the master a smooth breath, "I'm just casually talking, you will be cured of my second secondary school illness, after all, I am only an adolescent." β
Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao's smiling face and laughed angrily, "I'm thinking about it, whether I want to stay in school." β
"Nothing, the outside world is wonderful. Wang Yao said with a smile.
"But the outside world is also helpless. Xu Feng frowned.
"Let's not talk about the lyrics. Wang Yao chuckled, "I know what you mean, but think about it, what can I learn in school?"
Xu Feng was stunned for a moment, and was furious, "You mean I can't teach you anything?"
"I'm not talking about this, you can definitely teach me, but life, this matter, how can you teach it?" Wang Yao said with a smile.
Xu Feng sighed, "If you were a child born in the sixties, I would never tell you this, you are a child after all, and you must have a period of youth called youth." β
"I have to dedicate this youth to the motherland. Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth.
"But are you really a youth dedicated to the motherland, not a youth who is against the motherland?" Xu Feng said in a deep voice.
"I dedicate myself to the motherland, not to the party. Wang Yao said softly.
Xu Feng's body trembled suddenly.
"Although I also think that the party is very great, but from the perspective of art, I have to choose the motherland, even if this road is a cliff, I believe that one day, it will be filled in and become a broad road. Wang Yao smiled with honey on the corner of his mouth.
Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao in a daze, his lips moved, and he sighed, "The second stage of middle school is in the late stage." β
"I can't be a saint like Mr. Big, I have no distractions, and I have a hard time in my heart, and after all, I spend my life in suffering. Wang Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You are well versed in Confucianism, there is a way in the world, a martyrdom, there is no way in the world, and you are martyred. Xu Feng shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Who taught you this?"
"Maybe it's a vocation. There was a smile on the corner of Wang Yao's mouth that couldn't be hidden.
"Laugh, laugh now, and there will be a time for you to cry later. Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao and said helplessly.
"Senior Sister Mao, how is their drama arranged?" Wang Yao changed the topic.
The stalemate was stalemate, Liu Yunqing didn't let go, so she didn't come today. Xu Feng shook his head.
"I want to find a way to give it to her, how many months will it start?" asked Wang Yao.
"Around October, there's only a month left. Xu Feng said, "How do you solve it?"
"Get some money, it's all money anyway. Wang Yao sneered.
"I don't like your tone of treating money like dung, I have to change it. Xu Feng frowned.
"Yes. Wang Yao responded obediently.
"Where are you going to go for the first stop?" asked Xu Feng.
"Mr. Big said I'd take me to study academics. Wang Yao smiled: "By the way, I made "The Legend of Wu Xun". β
"You're busier than I am. Xu Feng sighed, his eyes widened, "Keep writing, lazy." β
Wang Yao pursed his lips and continued to help sign, listening to Xu Feng's chatter.
After signing for more than half an hour, Xu Feng finally let Wang Yao go, saying that he would take him back to the hospital to visit Zhao Lirong in the evening.
Out of the principal's office, Wang Yao was frightened by a pair of very clear and penetrating eyes in the dim corridor next to him.
"What are you doing here?" Wang Yao looked at Zheng Jingjing standing at the door in surprise.
Zheng Jingjing's was like a piece of thousand-year-old ice, and her bright eyes stared at Wang Yao, "You're not ready to go to school?"
Wang Yao paused for a moment, pursed the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyelids, and responded softly, "Hmm." β
"Why?" Zheng Jingjing asked in a lost voice.
Because of some emotion, her voice trembled a little.
Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth, not daring to look at Zheng Jingjing's eyes, "I can't learn anything in school." β
Zheng Jingjing's chest rose and fell, as if she was holding back the fire, staring at Wang Yao and finally letting out a long breath and sneering, "Hmph, I know." β
Saying that, Zheng Jingjing turned around to leave, but Wang Yao grabbed her wrist.
Zheng Jingjing's body stiffened, turned her head to stare at Wang Yao, her eyes were a little red, "Let go of me!"
"Don't be angry, I didn't mean not to tell you, I'm going to tell you at night. Wang Yao's hand holding Zheng Jingjing's wrist trembled a little.
"Why tell me, you never considered me a friend anyway. Zheng Jingjing pursed her lips, and the trembling of her voice betrayed the master's grievances.
"It's because I treat you as a friend that I don't want to tell you too soon. Wang Yao's heart began to contract inexplicably, and his tone was sour.
"That's how you treat your friends?" Zheng Jingjing sneered, "You promised me to help me correct my body, teach me special skills of basic skills, and teach me to speak, but I waited for a summer vacation, and you didn't have a call!"
Wang Yao's eyes widened and he looked at Zheng Jingjing in surprise, he thought that these things were just talking, Zheng Jingjing was so concerned.
"You never cared about me!" Zheng Jingjing bit her lip tightly, choked in her throat seriously, and glared at Wang Yao angrily, "Simply, don't be a friend!"
Looking at Zheng Jingjing's embarrassed little face like a mad beast, Wang Yao didn't know why he felt so cute, and couldn't help grinning.
"What are you laughing at?" Zheng Jingjing was stunned for a moment, and then became more and more embarrassed and tried to break free of Wang Yao's arm.
Wang Yao took the struggling Zheng Jingjing into his arms with a slight wrist, gently hugged her waist, and buried his head in her shoulder, the orchid fragrance on Zheng Jingjing's body made Wang Yao feel extremely warm.
The aftershock brought by the impact of the chest into Wang Yao's arms shook Zheng Jingjing stupidly, her mind was blank and her body stiffened, her eyes widened and she forgot to breathe, knowing that Wang Yao's murmur with a smile made her earlobes numb.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect a friend to be like this, forgive me for not having experience, after all, I'm just a friend of you. β
Wang Yao's voice was smiling, and there was a hint of deliberately being too good, calming the sourness in the corners of Zheng Jingjing's eyes and the grievances in his chest.
The body gradually softened, and the cheeks gradually became hot, Zheng Jingjing swallowed her saliva, and her voice was like a mosquito, "Why are you hugging people~"
Zheng Jingjing's soft little cute voice made Wang Yao's body stiff, and he let go of Zheng Jingjing awkwardly, and said with a smile: "I watch TV series, friends have to hug when they solve problems." β
Zheng Jingjing's cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, her watery eyes seemed to be dripping out, and she snorted coldly, "You really don't want to go to school?"
"Hmm. Wang Yao scratched his head.
"Then, can you wait until the end of military training before leaving?" Zheng Jingjing pursed the corners of her mouth and snorted softly, "Because I heard that a university without military training is incomplete." β
Wang Yaoleng paused, a little hesitant.
Seeing Wang Yao's hesitation, Zheng Jingjing became inexplicably angry again, and turned around to leave, "I'm too lazy to care about you!"
Wang Yao hurriedly grabbed her again, and said with a smile, "I just hesitated, why are you so anxious?"
"What does it have to do with me!" Zheng Jingjing said in shame.
"Of course I will accompany you for military training, I heard that military training is very tiring, in case you are punished, I can still help you. Wang Yao grinned.
Zheng Jingjing's heart softened, she snorted, pursed the corners of her mouth and blinked her moist eyes, "Really?"
"Lie to you that you're a puppy. Wang Yao smiled and stretched out his hand, popping out his little thumb to tick the hook.
I didn't want my waist to be tight, and the warm fragrance from my chest made Wang Yao's body stiffen, and he looked at Zheng Jingjing who was hugging him in a daze.
"Forgive you. Zheng Jingjing snorted arrogantly in Wang Yao's arms in a soft and glutinous voice.
The sound passed through his shirt and skin, burrowed into his blood, and the tingling sensation spread to every nerve ending in Wang Yao.
Wang Yao's lips twitched.
It's a friend. (To be continued.) )