89 has a good eye

The eyes are facing each other.

Yang Longfei's brows frowned, not as cheerful as before, he must be thinking about a bunch of bad things at home, Wei Gospel closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she always felt sorry for herself, feeling that she was the most pitiful person in the world, looking at Yang Longfei carefree all day long, not worrying about tuition fees, and thinking that he was the eldest young master of a rich family.

Calm down and think about it, in her impression, she always thinks that he is an adult, just because he is tall, in fact, the two of them are the same age, she is two months older than him, when she is doing her homework, he is carrying bags of flour from the truck to the warehouse, the muscles on his arms do not need to be deliberately exercised, they are stronger than his peers, maybe he has more things hidden in his heart than her, but he is not good at showing it.

"Hmm...... Your dad is fine. ”

Wei Gospel asked in a low voice, thinking that Yang Longfei almost had no father, and his heart was sad.

Yang Longfei hesitated for a moment, reacted, and found that he had been standing for a long time, and a grain of dust slowly fell from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the person is fine, but the car was smashed, and he himself was frightened, this time is a long lesson, I'm afraid he won't dare to drink again in half a year."

Wei Gospel let out an "oh", and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Yang Longfei's heart was slightly hot, it was good that someone cared.

The incident of Yang Shaohui getting drunk and hitting a telephone pole spread in Da'an like a pair of wings.

Every time Wei Fuhai was interested and wanted to take a sip of wine to help the fun, Li Yuehua took advantage of the topic, took away the wine bottle in his hand, and said angrily: "Still drinking, what's good about drinking, look at Lao Yang, drinking and hitting the telephone pole, fortunately, his life is big, what if he hits someone, he is not allowed to drink in the future."

Although Wei Fuhai begged, he only took a sip to relieve his hunger and promised not to get drunk, but Li Yuehua just refused, and since then, this incident has become an allusion to Da'an, every time someone wants to drink, his wife will stand up and say, for example: "What to drink, didn't you see that Lao Yang was almost stoned to death by a telephone pole!"

Walking on the road, I met Yang Shaohui and asked secretly, "Are you still drinking?"

Yang Shaohui shook his head embarrassedly and said, "Don't drink it, don't drink it."

……

Early in the morning, Wei Gospel walked into the classroom, and saw a circle of people around her seat, she walked over curiously, usually she is a little transparent in the class, except for the head teacher who remembers her name, the geography teacher, the physical education teacher, and the geometry teacher can't call her name at all, she tries to be a person with her tail between her legs, and doesn't want to be in the limelight.

Everyone was pointing and pointing, and when they heard her voice, they all turned around, Sun Tingting and Li Li squeezed out of the innermost part of the encirclement, waved their hands, and let the lively classmates disperse.

"What's wrong!" Wei Gospel didn't know why, so he asked curiously.

"Look." Sun Tingting pointed to her desk.

It is clear at a glance without explanation, her table and chair cover is impressively written: "Zhao Zhizhi" three big words, almost occupying the entire page, the classmates who returned to their seats glanced at her meaningfully, as if they felt that her practice of writing her mind on the table and chair cover was too straightforward, everyone expressed their understanding, who doesn't have a crush on it, they like to talk about these gossip news the most, Wei Gospel was dumbfounded, his face was red to the root of his ears all of a sudden, who did this, they usually have to write a love letter secretly, Blatantly engraved each other's names on the table and chair covers, it can be imagined that it is of great significance.

Without words, Wei Gospel can also make up the conversation in their hearts, "It turns out that you like him!" ”

"I really can't see it, usually the two of them don't have much to do with each other."

"Zhao Zhizhi is a stupid person, and some people like it."

"Turnips and cabbages have their own loves."

Wei Gospel couldn't stand everyone's eager gaze, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't write it, I really didn't write it."

She turned around and explained to the classmates around her, but her explanation was so weak and weak, no one believed it, everyone believed what they saw with their own eyes, the facts were in front of them, what else was there to quibble, everyone was more willing to believe that she was just ashamed, cast a comforting look, and seemed to say: "This kind of thing, there is nothing to be ashamed of, we understand."

"You understand." Wei Gospel thought annoyedly.

Even Sun Tingting cast a puzzled look at her, Wei Gospel was so angry that he wanted to pick out the words on it with his hands, the crooked words on it were written with correction liquid, even if she didn't pick it off for a long time, she ripped off the table and chair covers, angrily looked for Zhao Zhizhi theory, and stammered and asked: "Who did this, who scribbled on my table and chair covers, did you write it, you tell everyone, I didn't write it."

Zhao Zhizhi: "......"

Wei Gospel tore the cloth in his hand indiscriminately, to prove his innocence, followed the eyes of everyone, his cheeks turned red for a while, and explained: "I said, this is not what I wrote, I really didn't write it, I ...... Dislike...... He, oops, which bastard wrote this, stand up. ”

The atmosphere is eerie.

Everyone looked at her, and the smile was even more meaningful, they were tired of talking about these gossips, Wei Gospel was originally a small voice, and spoke softly and drizzly, although she tried her best to raise her voice, her classmates only thought she was too excited, not really angry.

Wei Fuxin took the crumpled table and chair cover that was crumpled by himself in his hand, returned to his seat softly, spread the table and chair cover in turn, and suddenly glanced at it, and saw Yang Longfei sitting comfortably on the seat, with his arm on the table, one hand on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, she instantly fixed her gaze, and was just about to speak, when the "bell bell" class bell rang.

This farce caused a lot of waves in the class, after class, the classmates were still unsatisfied, as a talking point, Wei Gospel felt that everyone's face was full of surprise, as soon as the school bell rang, she ripped off the desk and chair covers, grabbed the schoolbag, and ran out of the classroom quickly.

In March and April, the sandstorms in Tianjin were flying all over the sky, Wei Gospel closed his mouth, blocked the oncoming dust with one hand, and was annoyed in his heart, but had nowhere to vent, clutching the table and chair covers in his hands, and wanted to throw them into the stinky ditch.

"Hey, phew! …… You wait for me, phew! ......" Yang Longfei spit out the sand scraped into his mouth as he ran.

Wei Gospel looked back at him, the wind blew the hem of his clothes flying, and he still refused to button it properly.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Yang Longfei asked, "Hey, what are you holding in your hand?" ”

"Knowingly asked." Wei Gospel threw the table and chair cover in his hand to him and sighed angrily.

Yang Longfei unfolded the crumpled table and chair covers, raised his eyebrows, and carefully examined the three crooked characters on it.

"It's ugly to write."

"Oops, don't look at it."

Wei Gospel snatched it over, his breath stagnated, and he explained with a crying voice: "The words on this are really not written by me, you have to believe me, I don't like Zhao Zhizhi, how can I like him, unless I'm blind, you also know that I haven't spoken a few words to him at all, and I don't know which bastard scribbled on my desk, other classmates guessed, don't you think about it, we've known each other for so long, don't you know me?" ”

Yang Longfei thought it was very interesting and bowed his head and was silent.

Wei Gospel was looked at by him, and said, "Oh, I really don't like him." ”

Yang Longfei saw the stitches and asked with a smile: "Then who do you like?" ”

Wei Gospel said eagerly: "I like you...... You...... You ......"

"You, you, you" for a long time, and suddenly found that he was surrounded by Yang Longfei, and he blushed and changed his words: "Your rhubarb." ”

Yang Longfei saw that Wei Gospel's face was very exciting, covered his stomach, and giggled: "Well, well, good vision, hahahaha." ”

Wei Gospel kicked him fiercely and said, "At this time, you are still joking with me, are you, is it funny, I am really angry, it is annoying enough to be misunderstood by my classmates." ”

Yang Longfei patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Of course I believe in you."

Wei Gospel didn't know why to explain so much to him, and when he said that he believed in himself, he was a little relieved.

After a while, Yang Longfei said leisurely: "With your eyes, how can you fall in love with that kind of person."