Although it was already autumn, the weather was still very hot, so Wei Taiqiang, the e-sports tycoon of the Xuanwu Kingdom, took the e-sports player Huang Keer to the shore together.

That Wei Taiqiang handed over all the things about the battle with Yun Mengjie, Cao Jiao, and Tu Tuqiao on the e-sports cruise ship to that Liu Tienan, and that Chen Biaozi said to that Wei Taiqiang: "You really can, you are at ease with that Liu Tienan!" ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "What I don't worry about, it's all my brother." ”

The Chen Biaozi said: "Then I won't stop on the e-sports cruise ship in that place, I'm going back to the business of the e-sports fried chicken restaurant." ”

Wei Taiqiang said; "Whatever, how do you handle it."

That Wei Taiqiang's life is really free and easy, he is different from the kind of e-sports tycoon who operates step by step, whether it is his business plan or the organization of that e-sports competition, many times, he relies on that inspiration to do many things.

On the contrary, the Tutu Bridge and Cao Jiao paid more attention to the plan.

It's just that in the e-sports world, there are many uncertain things, and sudden changes are frequent.

That Wei Taiqiang is very able to adapt to this situation, and that Tutuqiao, Yun Mengjie, and Cao Jiao are more mechanical.

Wei Taiqiang said to Huang Keer: "You have to be ready to plan while practicing e-sports. ”

Further inside, there is a small dilapidated house, distributed irregularly, and the setting sun on the mottled adobe walls does not render a single bright color, only dead silence. In front of the house is a drainage ditch, which is steaming from the high temperature and gives off a disgusting smell and a feeling of nausea.

Each door of each house is propped up with plastic paper, so that you can eat or cool down during the day, or you can tie a rope to dry clothes, and everyone tries to increase the space as much as possible, so that the result is a piece of water, no sunlight can penetrate at all, and it is so weird that it is nondescript.

Huang Keer shuttled under a piece of plastic paper for half a day before going around to his door, and he didn't get that kind of plastic paper at the door of his house, because Cao Wangrong said that he "disdain" the crowd.

Huang Keer often admires Cao Wangrong's excuses for herself are always so good.

As soon as he took the key out of his schoolbag, he saw Cao Wangrong walking out of the opposite family, with black hair tied in a loose bun behind his head. Huang Keer knew that she was playing mahjong again, and she must have lost it all.

Cao Wangrong saw him as if he didn't see it, pulled the hair hanging from his ears, and walked slowly.

Cao Wangrong is such a person who loves to perform, she needs an audience when she walks and talks, she can't stand loneliness or indifference, and no matter how bad her performance is, she can appreciate it alone.

Everyone knows that she is a beauty, beautiful and cheesy, and glamorous and seductive.

Now he knows that in fact, Cao Wangrong is just an ordinary woman who is unbearable, with no brains, no connotation, ignorant philistine, with a baby face in her twenties forever, she thinks she is really young when she can't see the years, and she deceives others and herself.

After Huang Keer entered the house, she first scooped up rice and boiled it before taking a cold shower, it only took ten minutes, and when she came out, she saw Cao Wangrong lying on the narrow sofa, with her eyes closed, and a purple eyeshadow on her eyelids was scattered, with a thick foundation and bright red lips, colorful, a little terrifying.

There are also two unwashed bowls in the sink in the kitchen, with a little egg yolk and rice grains on them, which are the dishes that Cao Wangrong did not wash at noon. There are a lot of things to do on Sunday, and breakfast is not troublesome, but it is time-consuming, and I memorized a few pages of words in the time of boiling porridge, and only when Cao Wangrong got up did I go to fry eggs and put a plate of pickles out.

Cao Wangrong has always been very picky about food, which has hardly been affected by more than ten years of poor life, and she can still use green vegetables and tofu without abalone and shark fin, although she doesn't know anything about cooking, but it doesn't prevent her from expressing her opinions. It has become a routine to make oatmeal every Sunday when there is no class.

Since learning to cook, Huang Keer has gradually become accustomed to the arrogance and indulgence of Miss Cao Wangrong's daughter. Arrogant, unstoppable, because it is too beautiful, so it is swaggering to the fullest, and sometimes it can be pretended to be pure and not cannibalistic. That's why I feel that the star in the class is actually very similar to her.

Maybe Cao Wangrong was just a copy of today's stars before she gave birth to him, a good student, and was sought after.

Cao Wangrong is actually not annoying when she doesn't speak, at least when she is silent, Huang Keer will feel that her time at home is much better.

In the morning, there was a very thick fog, and it was not clear that it was cloudy, so Huang Keer still removed the sheets and quilt covers and stuffed them into the washing machine, and then collected dirty clothes and soaked them in the basin. The washing machine was old, and it made a clicking noise, like the bones of an old man in the twilight were about to fall apart.

Cao Wangrong was applying mascara, her eyes were wide open, and after applying it, she would turn her head and ask him, "Is it good-looking?" ”

She has a lot of steps to put on makeup, but she has to ask after finishing it, Xianglin's sister-in-law is unbearable, and Huang Keer doesn't raise her head perfunctory, "It's good-looking." ”

Then take out the twisted sheets and wash them by hand.

In public, Cao Wangrong has only appeared with him once, that is the parent-teacher meeting of the first year of junior high school, Huang Keer's grades suddenly improved by leaps and bounds from the middle and upper reaches of the school to the first in the class, and the teacher specially called Cao Wangrong at the parent-teacher meeting.

It was definitely the worst day he had in more than a decade, where Cao Wangrong was unscrupulously talking about their ordinary lives, and saying coarse and jaw-dropping words with a stunning face.

Huang Keer was completely unprepared. In this way, I'll find a student to help you make it up, you applied for evening self-study, right? Then don't go to the evening self-study except for the exam. There is a study room next to the office of the math group, you can make up for it there, and if you don't understand it, you can also ask the teacher in the office nearby, and you can not make up for it in a semester, you come to me! The head teacher flipped through their report cards for more than a year, and said that it was very heroic, and he could easily handle everything.

He has also heard of the class teacher's fiery style of doing things, but it is really not easy to accept when it is used on himself, and he has thought about the students who are good at math in the class, and then contacted the relationship between himself and them, which is really ...... It's strange to make up for it.

Despite this, he did not dare to say anything.

The middle-aged man in front of him has always been arbitrary, saying everything and saying nothing, and he hates others to question his vision and intelligence as a gold medal class teacher.

Because of the delay in the office, it was already late to get home, so Huang Keer first took a detour to Wei Taiqiang's to see the stray dog......

But before he could knock on the door, he heard the dog's whine, and then Wei Taiqiang's low curse.

Huang Keer pushed the door in, and what he saw was that Wei Taiqiang was carrying a puppy's neck like a rag and threw it out of the door, so frightened that he hurriedly caught it.

The puppy tossed a few times in Huang Keer's arms, probably because he was really hurt, he kept screaming, his little eyes were watery, and he looked very pitiful.

Huang Ke'er put the dog down before looking up at Wei Taiqiang, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with it, you have a quick expression of killing?" ”

"It's barking all day long, annoying."

"Didn't you feed it anything? I guess I was starving. ”

As soon as he saw Wei Taiqiang's expression, Huang Keer knew that he was right.

Huang Keer looked at Wei Taiqiang's kitchen, there was a layer of dust on the kitchenware, and he didn't know how long it hadn't been fired, and the trash can was full of instant noodles and snack bags.

"I'd better get it to my house and feed something."

"Don't be busy going back yet......" Wei Taiqiang suddenly grabbed his arm, and Huang Ke'er turned back puzzled.

"There may be guests in your house here, you can wait a minute

In order to save time, he has been eating lunch at school since he was in high school, and Cao Wangrong's lunch can only be done by herself, she seems to only make egg fried rice for so many years, and the taste has not grown. He used to eat instant noodles and egg fried rice before he knew how to cook, and now he feels sick and sick when he sees both.

There are only four dishes in the freezer, eggs, tomatoes, beans, and green peppers, all of which Cao Wangrong bought, and they are the only things she can get, and she can't fry them no matter how she fries. Huang Keer turned on the fire, boiled the water, and then washed and cut the vegetables. Soon made two dishes and one soup, Cao Wangrong's minimum standard.

The dishes were served on the table, and Huang Keer called out, "Mom, it's time to eat." Then I went back to set the dishes and chopsticks, the room was just a few square meters, the kitchen and living room were connected together, and even the effort of moving the car was saved.

No one spoke at the dinner table, and he and Cao Wangrong didn't communicate a long time ago. There is no way to talk about it, there is little time to meet, and there is no common topic.

Huang Keer hurriedly took a few bites of rice and put down the bowl to get the schoolbag. Cao Wangrong raised her head to look at him, her two slender eyebrows were pulled up in the middle, and she looked so bored that she couldn't do it, "If you don't wash the dishes, you're leaving?" ”

Huang Keer looked at the time, and explained as she walked out, "I have an exam at half past seven tonight, and I want to go to the classroom to review it in advance, you put it first, and I will wash it when I come back in the evening." He didn't dare to compliment Cao Wangrong for the speed of eating, and when she really waited for her to put down the bowl, it would definitely not be half an hour.

closed the door, and heard Cao Wangrong scolding inside: "You still feel hard to spend my mother's hard-earned money to study...... I'm so busy that I can't even see the ghost......"

Cao Wangrong's logic has never been logical.

The evening self-study of the second middle school was from half past seven to ten o'clock, Huang Keer was stuck in a car jam on the road for a while, so anxious that he almost got out of the car and ran over.

The questions are not very difficult, the narrative questions are mostly described, and the hands are a little sour at the end of the answers.

After handing in the test papers, everyone complained a few words to vent their emotions without pain.

Huang Keer was busy packing up the books to take home for review, but her ears were listening to the conversation of several girls in front of her, the topic was about the basketball game in the afternoon, and the protagonists were still Ye Qiancheng and Xiao Er.

The star is also among those girls, who maintain a reserved attitude when they speak, and it is easy to distinguish them from others.

The star is indeed very beautiful, and the grades are good, but the most important thing is that he is arrogant enough, which is the goal that many boys in the school want to chase but dare not chase. Such a girl is actually quite compatible with Ye Qiancheng.

There were only a few day high school students on the bus at night, Huang Keer found a place by the window, because he kept looking at the bustling night scene outside the window and didn't notice that anyone was looking at him, and when he got off the bus and walked into the alley, he found that someone was following him, and the footsteps were so clear that people's hearts were beating.

There are no street lights in the alleys, only the colorful neon lights at the corners of the street flickering in various colors to inject a faint light from behind, stretching the figures of themselves and those behind them long and blurred, adding to the sense of fear for no reason.

"Who?" Huang Ke'er finally turned around with the boldness, covered his mouth with one hand, and then pressed his body against the wall.

"Don't fucking scream!" The other man lowered his voice and warned in his ear.

Huang Ke'er opened his eyes wide and saw the boy who was close at hand in the faint light, and the horror in his eyes was replaced by something else, whether he was disgusted or afraid that he couldn't tell the difference, maybe both, maybe more disgust was for himself.

"Are your injuries healed?" Ye Qiancheng asked behind him, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly filtered out of the noise.

"yes, alright." When I answered, I found that my throat was dry and my voice was a little out of tune.

wanted to move his body, which had been stiff for a long time, and as soon as he moved, he hit Ye Qiancheng's chest, Ye Qiancheng helped his shoulder, and squeezed a little place to the side for him.

Huang Ke'er's hair is still dripping with water, the white shirt becomes translucent and sticks to his body after being wet, his thin figure is clear at a glance, he looks really pitiful, and he doesn't have the courage to talk to Ye Qiancheng more, and the topic ends in a question and answer.

By the time I got out of the car, the rain had almost stopped, and only a little rain and fog were flying.

He and Ye Qiancheng parted hands at the intersection, and when they walked into the dilapidated alley, they couldn't help but look back at Ye Qiancheng again.

Ye Qiancheng had already walked into the gate of the opposite community, as if greeting the security guard at the door, and paused there for a while.

It's just a street, but it's two worlds with clear boundaries.

The boundary between him and Ye Qiancheng is like this, vertical and horizontal ravines, without a single blind corner or loophole.

After being soaked in the rain for a long time, it was a little cold, and when I was about to open the door, I heard a moan coming from inside, high and low.

Huang Keer stiffened and turned around, squatted under the eaves of the corner, put her schoolbag on her knees, and flipped through the books inside, but fortunately, they didn't get wet.

After the heavy rain, the sky was a little clearer, and the blue sky and faint clouds could be seen, Huang Keer looked up at the sky, clean things, it was so good.

It took about half an hour to see a man come out of his house, a middle-aged man in his forties, a little rickety, walked a few steps and spit on phlegm, scolded something before stepping on the water and walking out of the yard, Huang Keer shrank there like a transparent person and didn't attract attention at all, standing up with his schoolbag and his legs numb.