Fu Ziheng silently lowered his head and began to stuff reference books and exercise books into his backpack one by one.

Brother B looked at it straight, but still couldn't stop muttering, "Isn't it?" There are so many books, do you plan to go back and read them in the evening? What time is it? ”

Zhang Shuo stood up, his shoulder bag was casually placed on his shoulder, carrying an insulated lunch box in one hand and inserting it in his trouser pocket with the other, quietly leaning on the edge of the table on the side of the aisle, without speaking.

Although Brother B's grades are good, but the leading grades in the class are inseparable from diligent study and hard work, for him, the class leader Fu Ziheng's excellent results must have been obtained by doing countless practice questions, at least among the so-called students with good grades that he came into contact with, almost all of them had high scores that were obtained through this way, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his understanding, but he felt particularly surprised.

"It's so late, it's not realistic to bring so many books back to read, right? Can't sleep at night? And I can't finish reading these books even if I don't sleep for a few days and nights. ”

Wei Anran's brain circuit finally returned to the right track, and he put his arms around Brother B's neck with his height advantage, and said in a cold tone: "Hehe, do you think people are ordinary people like us?" He doesn't need to engage in any tactics, brother, you are too naïve, do you think that when people are fighting at night in the sea of books, people are happy to fight in Internet cafes. ”

Brother B: "......"

I rub, really fake?

Wei Anran, who was not surprised, looked at Brother B's eyes again, and nodded sadly and heavily: "At the time of the high school entrance examination, we were cramming at noon, and this guy slipped to the rooftop of the top floor with a game console to play for more than an hour. ”

It seems that I don't have a good lunch break at noon on the day of the high school entrance examination, I ran to play a game for an hour, and finally I was able to be admitted to Huang Gao, this kind of thing is hard to believe, Wei Anran was extremely sad and heavy and added again: "Yes, you heard it right, it was the June 28th high school entrance examination, and after lunch that day, we all held the notebooks of the subjects to be examined in the afternoon, trying to make the last struggle, but this guy was playing games happily on the top floor......"

Fu Ziheng quickly packed up his things, said "Let's go" in a deep voice, and then threw the heavy bag on his back and walked out of the classroom in silence.

Brother B's gaze moved to the straight back in front of him, and the incredulous gaze in his eyes did not retreat for a long time.

On the one hand, he was shocked by God's unfairness, and actually gave Fu Ziheng such a rebellious mind, and on the other hand, he deeply sympathized with Wei Anran, who had been in the same school with Fu Ziheng since kindergarten.

Compared with other ordinary people, Wei Anran himself is actually quite good.

But this child's life doesn't seem to be very good since he was a child.

On the stall of such a parent's "other people's child", he was turned into scum by the minute, does this poor baby have any childhood entertainment? Parents don't have to desperately ask around to sign up for training classes?

High scores are precious, and small lives are more expensive.

Brother B and the others followed behind Fu Ziheng, and Wei Anran, who finally reacted to something, deliberately walked slowly.

He dragged Zhang Shuo, who was walking behind slowly, and muttered as he walked, "Fu Ziheng, is he there?" Although the situation did look quite scary at that time, didn't Su Qin say that it was okay, and he could be guilty of this? ”

Zhang Shuo frowned with a little headache, pulled his arm out of Wei Anran's fat paws, and looked at him sarcastically: "Don't you claim to know him better than Fu Ziheng and his mother?" Why can't you tell he's stuck in a dead end now? ”

Wei Anran was choked, had nothing to say for a while, looked at the tall figure under the street lamp, and then muttered: "This is not the first time, he has never been like this before, how did I know that he would be like this when he encountered this kind of thing?" ”

The road to the school gate passed downstairs of the boys' dormitory, and several boys in the dormitory had already planned to sneak out to surf the Internet, so they directly mixed in the middle of a few day students who had obtained access cards, and quickly rushed out of the school gate while the doorman uncle who was guarding the gate bowed his head and drank saliva.

After leaving the school gate, walk straight forward for more than 50 meters, and there is a famous Internet café street near the school.

Jiang Qi and the others were a little depressed.

It was all said that it was good, but who knew that there was such a fork in the moment

But everyone was quite stunned of Fu Ziheng, who had a gloomy atmosphere at the moment.

Fu Ziheng usually looks quite cold and unpredictable, but he still occasionally talks to everyone about trouble, and sometimes he takes the initiative to take the big guys to the Internet café to play a few games, how can he be so silent and cold as now?

Who would dare to provoke him at this time?

"It's really unlucky~~" The more I think about it, the more angry I become.

However, no one expected that Fu Ziheng, who originally lived in a house in another direction, did not take the usual way home.

So what's the rhythm of this, hey??

Squad leader, don't you look at the road when you walk?

Why don't you turn well when it's time to turn?

Why stand in the way of us?

A few people who originally felt frustrated, you look at me, I look at you, there was a vague guess in my heart, but I felt that it was unlikely, Zhou Fang looked at Fu Ziheng who was walking unhurriedly in front of him, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he came to Wei Anran, lowered his voice and asked, "Squad leader, is this the rhythm of going to play games with us?" ”

Wei Anran frowned slightly in puzzlement, and his mind seemed to be stuffed into a mess of paste for a while.

Who knows what he thinks?

This guy is almost not what he knows.

Compared to the timid behavior of the others who cowered and didn't dare to step forward, Wei Anran was much straighter, he quickly walked to the front in a few big steps, hooked Fu Ziheng's shoulder as usual, and asked: "Dude, it will take a long detour from this road back to your residence, you don't plan to take a detour to walk back, right?" So you decided to go to the Internet café with us? ”

Since he came out of the classroom, Fu Ziheng's back has been straight, obviously looking like an uncle, and no one came to provoke him.

Only Wei Anran was not afraid to put his fat arm up.

Fu Ziheng glanced at him coldly, snorted from his nostrils, shook off Wei Anran's claws, and then said to Zhang Shuo, who followed silently: "Do you want to vent together?" ”

The regulars in the other Internet cafes looked into the dark, only to find that Zhang Shuo, a good student in the class, was actually following behind.

"What's going on?" Jiang Qi touched his bare chin and asked puzzledly.

The big guy is also confused.

"I'm all coming along, so naturally we want to be together," Zhang Shuo smiled, his narrow eyes narrowed into a slit, "But let me state in advance, I hardly play much, so my skills are not good, and when the time comes, don't laugh at my technical dishes." ”