Jiang Yan feels that Xu is very responsible, but he really does n’t want to say anything, he does n’t know how to say it, and even if he says it, because it ’s him who has acted in a sentence, if he wants to explain why this is so There are too many things to say at the same time, and he doesn't want to face them at all.

Compared to this, he would rather stop punishing, but he was a little sorry for Lao Xu who was anxious for the students.

Lao Xu took half a class of time to bitterly, Xiao Zhi moved with affection, Jiang Yan felt that Lao Xu's tears were almost coming down, and finally he didn't ask anything from him, so he had to return to the classroom.

When I went downstairs, Class 5 had a bad mouth and just went to the infirmary to take medicine and came over.

I don't think it hurts too much. There are more bruises and bruises. The most terrible thing is ... it's swollen.

Jiang Yan has been hitting him with his right hand, so the left eye swollen with a gap and only a seam left, and his left face also swelled, looking a bit crooked.

When he saw Jiang Yan, one and one-fifth of his eyes almost burst into fire.

Jiang Yan stopped and stood no more than two or three meters from the entrance of the stairs.

"Why!" Wei Cao took a sip on the ground. "Isn't it just a bit horrible! Are you scared now?"

Jiang Yan said nothing.

He glared at him for two and a fifth of his eyes and scolded him upstairs. Jiang Yan kept hearing that his voice was low and he couldn't hear him. Then he entered the corridor and slowly went upstairs.

Lao Lu is estimated to have missed this class. When Jiang Yan entered the classroom, he was standing on the podium and cursing, causing the powder to fall off the ceiling.

"The heroes are back!" Lao Lu saw him, the pointer immediately pointed over, "Jiang Ye, I can give you a suggestion!"

Jiang Yan turned to look at him.

"You write a dissertation on how to rush across the two groups to the corridor and avoid injuries in the fight!" Old Lu shouted, "I will print it out for you in the classroom after writing!"

"... Oh." Jiang Yan replied helplessly, and returned to his seat to sit down.

"I didn't say you guys," Lao Lu's pointer fluttered on the podium, pointing to the right and to the left, "One by one! When you sleep, you look like a person! As long as you open your eyes, you're shit! You never see it all day long. You do n’t do anything that smells bad! Mom and dad are half-dead, and they will give you a bunch of **** to come to school ... ”

"Did you teach?" Gu Fei lowered his head and asked while playing with his mobile phone.

"No," Jiang Yan answered.

"It's estimated that we caught it after school." Gu Fei said.

Gu Fei is still relatively experienced. When the last lesson is a few minutes away, the instructor, Lao Xu, and the head teacher of Class 5 are blocked at the entrance of the corridor.

All those who participated in the fight were taken out and taken to the teaching department.

The director of the teaching first scolded him and told him to motivate him after the scolding. All the gangs couldn't explain it. Anyway, someone just hit it.

Finally, the director's goal was locked on Jiang Yan and Yu Cao.

"He said you hit him," the director of teaching looked at Jiang Yan, "why?"

"Yes, there must be a reason for this," Lao Xu said immediately, "Jiang Yi's performance is in the top ten of key high school ..."

"Ms. Xu, I know he is a Xueba," the director of the teaching interrupted Xu, "you wait for me to finish."

Old Xu shut up.

But Jiang Yan never spoke.

When the instructor was about to get angry, Wang Xu raised his hand: "I know."

"Say," the instructor glanced at him, "I usually didn't see you like this in class and raised my hand."

"He ran at our class door and scolded people," Wang Xu said, "whatever you say, 丞 丞, 丞 丞 我 **** | your mother ', whoever hears it will get angry, and it's strange ..."

"What did you say!" Shouted as soon as I owed it, "when did I scold someone!"

"I scolded myself when I was studying myself," Wang Xu glared at him. "Otherwise, if you learn to bully you? You owe it."

"I fuck!" I was so angry that my left eye opened, "I ..."

"Director, you listen!" Wang Xu was excited, "Listen, I'm still scolding here! I scolded louder than this earlier, we all heard it, should we go out to fight together! We are not usually good , But we have a collective sense of honor! "

"Yeah! We all heard it!" The group of captives from Class 8 all agreed.

"I heard a fart!" Ouch face flushed, looking at the people in his class, "Did you hear it!"

"No! No curse at all!" Class 5 also held a group.

"Of course you can't hear it," said Gu Fei, leaning against his desk at the end. "What happened after a class, scolded by Jiang Yan?"

"Gu Fei!" Wei Cao pointed at Gu Fei, but he didn't speak for a long time.

"They must have heard it when you shouted later." Gu Fei smiled.

"Okay." The teaching director gave Gu Fei a glance.

Gu Fei took the phone and looked down to play.

The facts have been clear that owing to abuse and being accused has led to battering between the two classes. Despite the arduous protests, the director of teaching still felt that there was nothing wrong with this fact.

As long as the four middle schools are up, no one is innocent.

Next, the two head teachers tried their best to push the wrong person to the other class. Lao Xu argued that there was no aura like the class, but he couldn't hold him back, and the end teacher was a female teacher. After a few times, I couldn't get in my head, and finally waved my hand: "I'm not going to talk anymore. Teacher Xu is really a eloquent teacher."

"Assign." Lao Xu nodded politely.

"It's okay, you don't have to fight." The director of teaching was also exhausted.

The final result was that each person who participated in the fight wrote a review of no less than 800 words, cleaning the two toilets of the school for a week, and the leading Jiang Yan and Yu Cao came to the stage to review the whole school during the Monday morning meeting, and A warning punishment.

As soon as he heard the punishment, Lao Xu and the head teacher of Class 5 were anxious at the same time.

"Director, I don't think this matter is serious enough to require disciplinary action," said the head teacher of class 5, "let's talk about our class in terms of injury ..."

"Yes!" Old Xu said loudly.

At this moment, Jiang Yan seemed to see Lao Lu's possession.

But the next sentence Lao Xu changed back to himself: "It's all teenagers. It's normal to be a little impulsive. As an educator and a guide, we can't treat them with a one-size-fits-all punishment. What can a disciplinary action do? It is nothing more than keeping a record in their files. This method only reduces the workload of our educators. I do n’t agree with this method. I think we should use our Love and care, our patience and ... "

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, Lao Xu," the director of the teaching put out Er Kang's hand in pain, and the other hand covered his chest. "I know, I understand your good intentions ..."

"As an educator, we will definitely feel powerless in the face of so many children, but this is the profession we choose ..." Lao Xu didn't mean to stop, "Who has no impulse at this age, you Look, we two are classmates. When you were in high school ... "

"Xu Qicai!" The director said, "I said I knew it!"

Jiang Yan was very depressed. Now I do n’t know why he suddenly feels good. Lao Xu ’s words are funny, but he still feels moved. Such a teacher can meet one in his life, even if it is a kind of luck, although Lao Xu never found the correct posture to communicate with the students because his emotional intelligence is too low ...

However, he really wants to laugh now. There must be more than one person who has this idea. He has already heard a few laughs from Wang Xu.

"Okay," the director said, drinking two salivas. "No punishment for the time being, but observe that if there are any disciplinary acts during this semester, you will superimpose the punishment. It is not a warning and you will remember it directly."

"Report," Gu Fei said at the end, "Why should I write a review?"

"Are you not fighting!" The instructor smashed the cup on the table.

Jiang Yan felt that he was about to reach the limit.

"No," Gu Fei said, "I pulled the frame."

"I asked him to pull the rack." Lao Xu nodded.

"You hit me!" Ouch shouted, almost hopping.

"Who saw it?" Gu Fei narrowed his eyes and swept around a group of people's faces, "Who saw me hit you?"

I was a little embarrassed and didn't talk for a long time.

"What are you doing here without a fight!" The instructor yelled at Gu Fei.

"You brought me here." Gu Fei said.

"... you write a review," said the director of teaching, "just write that you were late this week and caught me again! I went to the stage to read it together!"

Coming out of the teaching department, the pressure in the two classes was very low. Lao Xu escorted them out of the school gate to the carport, and wanted to teach two more sentences, but failed to speak.

Because a group of people squatting in the shed couldn't help laughing, they couldn't stop.

When Jiang Yan was sitting in Xiaoyan's head, he still wanted to laugh a little, and he had to open a slit in the window and blow his head to clear his head.

"Let's drive this car to Ding Zhuxin?" He asked after driving for a while.

"Well," Gu Fei nodded, "how convenient."

"Hey, I just want to ask, this car is driven by the elderly. You guys are driving, the police don't care?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Whatever it is, you should be yours," Gu Fei said, "I really stopped me and I said I would send my grandpa a car over, what's this."

"Will your grandpa drive?" Jiang Yan said with a smile.

"I don't know. It's been a long time." Gu Fei said.

"Ah." Jiang Yan got stuck and didn't speak again.

"Suicide," Gu Fei stopped the car and waited for the red light, leaned on the back of the chair and said in a soft tone, "drink pesticides."

"Why?" Jiang Yan was surprised.

"Because there is a son of a bastard," Gu Fei said a moment of silence. After the green light turned on, he drove out half a street before saying again. , You haven't encountered it before. "

Jiang Yan looked silent at his back.

"Don't think too much," Gu Fei said, "living like a bystander will be much easier."

"Ah." Jiang Yan responded and closed his eyes.

Today Ding Zhuxin is not in the studio. Only a little girl in a pile of clothes is busy finishing.

"Sister Xin's assistant, Xiao Lu." Gu Fei introduced, "This is Jiang Yan, today's model."

"So handsome ... oh my name is lucia, he made it easy for me if he didn't think so," Xiaolu smiled, and then pointed at the two rows of clothes on the shelf. make up."

When Xiaolu applied Jiang Yan's make-up, he glanced at Yu Guang's clothes with Yu Guang for a while, and it felt similar to yesterday's. They were all of the mage style, or they were for rice, but not all knitted. Part of it is hemp ... asking for a meal is more like asking for a meal.

However, Jiang Yan is willing to wear these, at least not in all directions.

"Well, in fact, you don't need to change it," Xiaolu stepped back and looked at him. "This face should be particularly photogenic, the outline is very clear."

"You talk so much," Gu Fei poked his head out of the back room, holding his camera. "Well, change your clothes, and get tired every night when you take pictures."

"Yes," Xiaolu clapped her hands. "It's going to be hard for you next. I'm going to the warehouse. If someone calls here, you can pick it up and tell them to call me on my cell phone."

"OK." Gu Fei nodded.

After Jiang Lu waited for Xiaolu to leave, she looked at the shelf and wanted to choose a pleasing one.

"You have to shoot," Gu Fei leaned against the door. "You have to wear it first."

"... I know." Jiang Yan had to take a set casually.

Gu Fei turned around and went back to the back room. He studied it. This set is quite multi-layered. It's nice and warm.

I just don't know why the clothes designed by Ding Zhuxin don't make sense between men and women, or look **** ladies.

This set is a loose-fitting linen trousers, but the upper body is a loose long blouse. After wearing it, I feel that I should take another rosary on my hand.

"Well," Gu Fei saw him walk in, raising his eyebrows. "This is a good set."

"Don't force me to talk about your aesthetics." Jiang Yan stood in front of the pile of lights that had been turned on. With yesterday's pass, he now feels embarrassed that he doesn't know where to put his hands when he is gone .

"Just take a few steps, turn around, and look back," Gu Fei raised his camera towards him, "you can smile or not."

Jiang Yan tossed back and forth a few times in front of his camera: "Can you?"

"Awesome," Gu Fei said, "If you have another close-up of your face, you can change your clothes."

"Why is there a close-up of the face." Jiang Yan looked at him.

"A little bit hurt on your lips ... wouldn't you notice it?" Gu Fei asked.

"I've found it," Jiang Yan said. "What's the matter with having a close face?"

"Very energetic," Gu Fei pressed the shutter. "Okay, change clothes."

"No," Jiang Yan didn't move, "why?"

"I took a personal photo," said Gu Fei, "have I never taken you before?"

"... Okay." Jiang Yan walked out. He was so confused this morning that he didn't bother to worry about it anymore.

He took another set from the shelf. He didn't see what was on the upper body. Anyway, the lower body was still a pair of pants. He put on the pants first.

It was a little speechless after the set was finished. This is a pair of pants that are not incomplete.

But now he can almost understand Ding Zhuxin's style. Anyway, he can barely understand.

Is clothes ...

"Gu Fei," Jiang Yan came in with a ball of burlap, shirtless, wearing a pair of cropped pants below, "You two are small, can you explain to me what this thing is for?"

"Huh?" Gu Fei lowered his camera and glanced at Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan was indeed in good shape, especially the scar on his ribs ...

Jiang Yan shook his hands away: "Is this the raw material? It's not processed?"

Gu Fei looked at a large piece of rectangular burlap and laughed: "I know, give it to me."

Jiang Yan threw the cloth to him, and he took it and folded it, forming a strip, and then put it on Jiang Yan's shoulders, making another two rounds.

"I fuck?" Jiang Yan said, "Is this a scarf?"

"... No, but you can understand it that way." Gu Fei yanked the cloth back and forth for a long time, making the whole look like a random twist.

"Someone bought this and I ate it." Jiang Yan said.

"It's not necessarily for sale, it's just a demonstration of the design concept," Gu Fei stepped back. "Well, it's sexy."

"I think it will fall as soon as I move," Jiang Yan stiffened his arm, and put a cloth on his arm. "I can't move."

"Just run over in front of me, don't care if it falls down." Gu Fei raised his camera.

Jiang Yan moved toward the set like a robot. Although the action was funny, the smooth and strong back was still beautiful. Gu Fei pressed the shutter.

Click.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Yan tilted his head, didn't look back, probably because the action would be too big, and the cloth would fall off.

"Yes, I didn't photograph your face." Gu Fei said.

"Why do you have a virtue with Wang Xu." Jiang Yan stood up.

"I pat you, you will be more handsome," Gu Fei said, "he patted you all on your face."

"... Snap! It's about to drop!" Jiang Yan simply didn't know what to say.

"Run." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Yan passed from the camera with a stiff upper body.

"Can you?" He turned to look at Gu Fei, and the cloth on his body had fallen to the ground very smoothly.

Gu Fei held the camera and watched him silent.

"Well, I know," Jiang Yan sighed. "Is it a little ..."

"You just ran like a chicken." Gu Fei said.

"Fuck," Jiang Yan was a little upset. "What the **** are you talking about?"

"Have you ever seen a chicken running?" Gu Fei said, "My head doesn't move."

Jiang Yan stared at him, crouched after a few seconds, and smiled at the ground: "Fuck, I won't shoot this set."

"It's piece-counting," Gu Fei said with a smile, "be more professional."

He had to stand up again: "Okay, try not to run like a chicken for a while."

Gu Fei came over, picked up the linen on the ground, and walked around him again.

I don't know if it was because of his shirtlessness. When Gu Fei was approaching, he felt that Gu Fei's breath rushed to his shoulder ... This felt his heartbeat speeding up for a while.

Breath sweeps the face and sweeps the ears. There is no such obvious ambiguity. The shoulders are the parts that will not be exposed in this season, and they are psychologically in the part with hidden feelings.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't move his teeth and didn't speak, because he could feel that Gu Fei was very careful and did not touch him at all when pulling the cloth.

He didn't want to make himself look too emotive and sensitive in Gu Fei's eyes.

"Okay," Gu Fei looked at, "run from here, just to get a scar."

"What kind of hobby is taking a scar?" Jiang Yan said.

"A vicissitudes ..." Gu Fei raised his camera, "Little monk."

Jiang Yan just wanted to speak, and he shouted again, "Run!"

Jiang Yan had to pull his leg and ran to the opposite side, because he didn't want to run a third time, so he ran very careless this time. He felt that Buchan had slipped off his body and he didn't care. Stepped across.

Looking back, the piece of cloth fell in the middle.

Gu Fei looked at the camera screen: "Awesome."

One of the snapshots jumped into the air, stretched his legs, and the "scarf" on his body was half slippery and slippery.

"Can it be changed?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Another static one," Gu Fei thought for a moment, pointing to the single sofa behind him. "Sit there, just make a loop of that cloth, throw more back."

"Um." Jiang Yan sat down.

"Place your arms on the armrests on both sides, relax, and be as lazy as possible," Gu Fei looked at him from the camera. "Leg to the other leg."

"I never cross my legs," Jiang Yan said with a second leg. "So?"

"Don't do this, mother-in-law," Gu Fei said, "the calf and ankle are erected."

"Oh," Jiang Yan erected his legs as he said, then leaned back on the sofa, pillowed his head back, "OK?"

Gu Fei held the camera for a long time after pressing the shutter.

"Alright?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Okay," Gu Fei put down his camera. "Can I fix this in my circle of friends?"

"Ah?" Jiang stunned, he knew that Gu Fei often sent photos, there were Ermiao, there were scenes, there were many portraits, and there were people you didn't know.

"This one is still there," Gu Fei glanced at him, "OK?"

"Ah, OK," Jiang Yan nodded, and asked again, "Do you often make money by taking pictures of people?"

"Not often," Gu Fei said. "It's long."

"Oh," Jiang Yan suddenly felt a bit emotional. This time he took a picture, making money for the first time in his life. Last year Pan Zhila sent him a flyer to experience life, but he didn't go. "You're pretty good."

"Fart," Gu Fei replied simply, "I have a lot of money at home. It ’s not enough to rely on that shop. Gu Miao still needs medicine."

"Your mother ... don't you go to work?" Jiang Yan asked.

"She's too busy to fall in love," Gu Fei smiled. "She didn't go to work after my dad died."

Jiang Yan didn't say anything. This was the first time he heard Gu Fei mentioning his father's death, and it really was dead.

That's ... why did you die?

He remembered Li Baoguo's words. Although he didn't believe it, he couldn't ask, unless Gu Fei was willing to speak out one day, just as he did to himself.

It's time to change a set of clothes. Jiang Yan went out and quickly changed the next one in.

Gu Fei glanced, and suddenly wanted to laugh, this set really did not know what Ding Zhuxin was thinking.

"Crazy primitive man?" Jiang Yan reluctantly turned around, and then took out something from the waist and shook it. "Supposed to have a slingshot? Didn't I say, this slingshot is a defective product, and it must be hit. It's crooked. "

"Really," this dress can't even support a figure such as Jiang Yan and Yan. Gu Fei didn't hold back, and put down the camera and smiled for a long time. "Then use yours."

As soon as this word was spoken, he and Jiang Yan were silent at the same time.

The room was so quiet that even the water dispenser spit out a bubbling sound like thunder.

Gu Fei has a feeling.

Hang yourself.