When the magic stick summons cute pets

The boy's voice stopped abruptly, as if he felt the approach of Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong, he buried his head deeper because of fear, but at this moment he didn't say a word, he tightly Hugging the book in his arms tightly, his whole body shrank like a frightened little animal.

Ye Changsheng looked him up and down from top to bottom, and after thinking for a while, he asked slowly, "xxx private middle school?"

When the boy heard Ye Changsheng's words, his whole body froze suddenly.

Holding his breath, he quickly raised his head and glanced at Ye Changsheng. All kinds of thick glasses lenses can make people see clearly the frightened eyes hidden behind them.His lips trembled slightly, and when he seemed to be about to say something, he heard Cheng Shimiao on the other end suddenly ask: "But I remember today is not the day off for xxx private middle school, eh, little brother, you... "

Before he finished asking the rest of the question, the trembling boy surrounded by three people seemed to be suddenly pressed by some switch by Cheng Shimiao's words. His face flickered with obvious panic, and he stretched out his hand to push Cheng Shimiao. After grabbing a hand, he turned around and ran out of the hall door, but in the blink of an eye, the other end had already disappeared.

Cheng Shimiao was caught off guard and pushed to the side of the bookshelf, staggered a little and stood still, looked up at the boy's back as if fleeing for his life, and frowned slightly: "Hey, what is this?" child--?"

Ye Changsheng didn't speak, but just looked thoughtfully at the direction in which the boy was leaving. After a while, he looked back and said to her with a smile: "It seems that Mrs. He Miao's charm is so great that it makes children stand up to her." The pressure of skipping classes has to come to the signing event."

Cheng Shimiao naturally felt the strange appearance of that child just now, but the other side has gone too far, and she can't think about it anymore, so she glanced at the other side, and then she didn't think any more , took Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong to the staff and sent them the prepared surroundings, and then they said goodbye to each other and left.

Holding the loot in one hand and getting back into the taxi, Ye Changsheng didn't show any excitement on his face, his eyes focused on one place, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Sitting next to him, He Jiuzhong glanced at him, and asked, "Still thinking about that boy just now?"

Ye Changsheng leaned his elbow against the car window and looked at He Jiuzhong sideways, then said slowly, "xxx private middle school is not too close to here, and it takes three or four hours to go back and forth without counting traffic jams. "

He Jiu nodded his head, and replied casually: "After taking such a long time in the car to skip class, it seems that the boy really likes this book."

Ye Changsheng pressed his eyelids and looked at He Jiuzhong, with a serious face: "Mr. He, I think your attitude seems a bit skinny recently."

The corners of He Jiuzhong's lips twitched slightly, corrected his indecisive attitude, and asked, "So?"

"So did you see a strange bruise on his arm under that autumn school uniform just now?" Ye Changsheng continued, "And the breath on his body, do you think something is wrong?"

He Jiuzhong thought for a while, then said to him: "I think you are wrong."

Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong looked at each other for a few seconds, then compromised and leaned their backs on the back seat of the car.Holding the two bags of spoils on his body, he nodded slowly, and let out a breath of foul air slowly: "Well, I also think I may have read it wrong."

After saying this, the two of them didn't speak any more. It wasn't until the car stopped at a red light intersection after a long while that there was another struggling sound from inside the car.

"My dear Mr. He, do you think..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, the other end cut off the unfinished sentence with a faint "hmm" in a nasal voice.

Ye Changsheng seemed a little surprised and said: "I haven't said anything yet, so you knew it first?"

He Jiuzhong stretched out his hand and lightly pinched the back of his fair neck, and his scarlet eyes, which had recovered, pressed half a minute towards his head with a clear look, and his voice came slowly: " Um."

He paused for a while, met the gaze on the other side, smiled and said in a low voice, "Because you are Ye Changsheng, aren't you?"

A little smile followed on Ye Changsheng's face, and he leaned closer, leaning his back comfortably on He Jiuzhong's shoulder, casually twisting the corner of the bag in his hand, and after a while he lowered his He sighed lowly: "Mr. He, what if one day we are so poor that we can no longer let you take a taxi all the way?"

He Jiuzhong blurted out without hesitation: "Then go blackmail Qin Lu? She seems to be very rich, and she owes you a request."

Hearing this, Ye Changsheng fantasized for a while, and felt a little moved, but he felt that there must be a bottom line in life, so he coughed and retorted: "No, no, extortion is against the law."

He Jiuzhong took Ye Changsheng's hand, rubbed his fingertips under his fingertips, thought for a while, and then said: "Then go find Cheng Shimiao, after all, she is thinking about this book for us." It was created as a prototype, and now that she has benefited, it is not too much for you to ask her for a part of it as a reward."

Ye Changsheng pondered, glanced at a lot of limited edition goods he had just brought from Cheng Shimiao, still shook his head, and said righteously: "It's not too much, you have to take it with you when you eat it." Come on, this is too shameless!"

After finishing speaking, he hated iron and steel: "I said, dear Mr. He, don't you have any positive and sunny thoughts in your mind?"

He Jiuzhong raised his eyes and looked at Ye Changsheng, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and there was a bit of laxity in his voice: "Sunshine and positive thoughts?" He seemed to be chewing these words in his mouth After a while, then nodded, "Yes."

Ye Changsheng felt that he couldn't have any hope for his words, but he still put on his face and responded that he would like to hear more about it.

"I can take you..." He Jiuzhong pointed to the direction of the sky, his scarlet eyes were half-pressed by the black eyelashes, showing a little bright and dark light, "What do you think?"

Ye Changsheng looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed with some headache: "Okay, your words finally succeeded in arousing my desire to work hard and make money-don't worry, I won't let you have another chance Take me to fly over the sky of X City."

He Jiuzhong looked at Ye Changsheng's refusal aura all over his body, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Well, that's really a pity."

Zhao Yizhou panicked for a moment because Ye Changsheng and Cheng Shimiao had told him about his school and the fact that he skipped classes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously turned his head and ran out of the hall of the signing event.

The sun had come out again, and the bright sunlight shining on his body made him feel a sudden nausea from his stomach.Holding on to the trash can next to him, he retched twice, his originally unattractive face suddenly became even uglier because of the physical discomfort at the moment.

Vomiting for a long time, barely freed from the nausea, Zhao Yizhou blankly looked at the book that he held tightly in his arms. After a while, an expression appeared on his face as if he was about to cry .

It's over, because he was too panicked and ran out, he completely forgot about signing.Turning his head and looking back at the building, he felt even more chills in his heart: moreover, the autograph session was over, and it was the last chance just now, and it would be useless for him to go up now.

As he thought about it, he wanted to cry even more: what should I do?He didn't finish what they asked him to do, what should he do when he goes to school tomorrow?

Zhao Yizhou naturally knew that those people didn't really want autographs, it was just a new excuse to play tricks on him.But in any case, a failure to do it is a failure to do it.

He trembled and let out a sob that was similar to a moan, and a trace of despair flashed on his pale face—after all, he had watched how they treated that girl, the methods and cruelty of that group of people He really couldn't be more clear.

At this moment, he couldn't feel the scorching heat when the sun was directly shining on his body. There was a frightening chill climbing up from the depths of his heart little by little, which made him unable to bear it. I shuddered.

Holding the book in his arms tightly, he stood in a daze for a while, and then finally walked forward slowly with heavy steps.

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon after taking the bus back to school, picking up schoolbags, and then returning home. Zhao Zhe and Wu Xiu both returned home early. When they heard movement at the door, they raised their heads towards the He looked over: "Xiaozhou?"

Wu Xiu came over and looked at him with a frown: "What time is it, why did you come back?"

Zhao Yizhou lowered his head and replied softly: "The school has been promoted to the third grade. The teacher is stricter than before in order to improve the rate of admission. I stayed in the last class today, so the time is a bit late."

Hearing this, Wu Xiu's frown that had been tightly frowning relaxed a little bit, she nodded and turned around, went to the kitchen and brought out the prepared dishes: "I'm already in the third grade of junior high school, I really need to study hard It should be tight." He raised his voice towards the other end, "Go over there and wash your hands, we are going to eat here!"

Zhao Yizhou responded in a low voice, changed his shoes, and hurried back to his room with his bag on his back.

He took out the novel that he stuffed in his bag before and stuffed it under the bed, then hurried out of the room, went to the sink to wash his hands, and then walked to the dining table and sat down.

Zhao Zhe was facing his son, looking at the hair that could barely see the whole face when he lowered his head, his brows were wrinkled, and he was a little annoyed: "Hey, what kind of hair do you have? , you don’t mind blocking your eyes if you keep it? When you rest this week, you quickly go to the barber shop to cut it for me, it makes me uncomfortable!"

Zhao Yizhou listened to him, and responded in a low voice, his expression looked gloomy and quiet, and he seemed completely different from the gentle and well-behaved son Zhao Zhe and Wu Xiu remembered three months ago.

Seeing Zhao Yizhou's indescribable uselessness, Zhao Zhe felt even more angry. He opened his mouth and was about to continue cursing, but Wu Xiu on the other end pulled his clothes and stopped him. The gaze from the other end shook his head, then picked up a chopsticks dish and said softly to Zhao Yizhou: "Xiaozhou, tell your mother, how does it feel to be promoted to the third year of junior high school? Do you feel too much pressure? How is school life? How are you doing with your friends?"

As he spoke, he seemed to ask casually: "Did you encounter any unpleasant things in school?"

Hearing Wu Xiu's question, Zhao Yizhou's eyes flickered in a panic, but fortunately, his bangs were too long, and his glasses were so thick that he didn't see anything abnormal for a while.

Picking up the bowl and taking a few mouthfuls of rice, his voice sounded vague because of the rice wrapped in his mouth: "I'm not unhappy, I'm doing well in school, the students and teachers around me are all the same as before. Same."

Wu Xiu still felt a little uneasy watching him eating: "Really? Xiaozhou, why do you always seem to be a little bit wrong recently?"

Zhao Yizhou raised his face slightly, smiled at Wu Xiu, and then lowered his head to eat: "There is nothing wrong... probably because the study tasks are heavy now, and I feel a little hard to study."

Wu Xiu thought for a while about Zhao Yizhou's ranking in the monthly exam, and felt that this was indeed a troublesome thing. After thinking about it, he suggested: "Xiaozhou, mom thinks that you should go to the university in the third year of junior high school." Are you applying to live on campus?"

Zhao Yizhou's whole body froze for a moment, he raised his head suddenly, he tried his best not to let the abnormal look on his face be too obvious, but there was still an obvious sense of tension when he uttered his voice : "Mom, why do I want to live on campus?"

Zhao Zhe looked at Zhao Yizhou like this, frowned slightly and said, "Why are you so nervous?"

Zhao Yizhou tightly grasped his pants with the hand hanging under the dining table, his face relaxed as much as possible, his eyes flickered slightly and he said: "I...I just don't want to live on campus...I'm not used to being with other people Take a room."

Wu Xiu heard the childish reason at the other end, couldn't help sighing, put some food in his bowl and muttered, "Don't just eat rice, eat more food", and then said: " What are you not used to? Don’t you still have to live with your classmates when you go to university? And I remember that most of your schools live on campus. I thought it would be better for you to have room and board at home I didn’t give you an application to live in school, but the situation is different now.”

She looked at Zhao Yizhou and said, "Look, although our home is not too far from your school, it takes an hour to go back and forth. If you live in the school, you can save the two-hour journey a day, right? Can I just read a little more and rest for a while?"

The hand that Zhao Yizhou was holding onto his trousers was so strong that he was about to tear the piece of fabric in his hand, a little thin sweat faintly appeared on his forehead, and he shook his head quickly and refused: "I don't live on campus. , Mom... I, I live very well at home. I don’t want to live on campus. I really don’t want to live on campus. I don't want to live with anyone else!"

Although Wu Xiu had known for a long time that Zhao Yizhou was introverted, she probably didn't want to throw him to the other side of the school so suddenly, but after thinking about it, she never expected that the other side would react so violently, so she looked at him in surprise for a while , I still feel something is wrong: "Xiaozhou, tell your mother honestly, you really didn't get bullied at school, did you?"

Zhao Yizhou quickly shook his head again, and said with a forced smile, "Mom, what are you thinking? I never cause trouble, and I'm already in the third grade. Who would bully me?"

After hearing Zhao Yizhou's explanation, the suspicion that Wu Xiu had originally raised in her heart disappeared a lot.

Indeed, although her son is thinner and quieter, but because of his gentle personality and good studies, he has never been short of friends since he entered school, and he doesn't seem to be squeezed out and bullied.

And as he said, he has already entered the third grade and he hasn't just entered school, so who would suddenly come to bully him?

It's just that even though I thought so, there was always a little bit of uneasiness deep in my heart. After a few mouthfuls of food, I suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked casually: "By the way, I used to play with you the most. Okay... that kid named Song Xiao, why didn't he come to our house to play during the summer vacation?"

Zhao Yizhou's lips moved slightly, and for a while, he chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth with lowered eyes, and then said in a low voice: "He...he is very busy now...his family will report to him I went to a few cram schools, and I usually don’t have time to come out.”

Wu Xiu didn't doubt Zhao Yizhou's words, she nodded in response: "Indeed, there are only a few of the best key high schools in City X, and we should hurry up now." Then she said to the other end, "If you It’s fine if you really don’t want to live in school, but I see you have to sign up for a cram school. During this time, you can ask your classmates if there are any good cram schools. I’ll give you some money later, and you sign up yourself Are you going to go to class?"

When Zhao Yizhou heard that Wu Xiu wanted to give him money, he seemed to have thought of something, so he quickly nodded and agreed to the matter: "Okay, I'll go and ask in these two days."

Sitting at the dining table, he managed to finish the tormenting meal. Seeing Wu Xiu clearing the table, Zhao Yizhou didn't want to stay here any longer, and said in a low voice, "I'm going back to my room to do my homework." ", without waiting for the answer from the other side, he quickly jumped off the chair, and quickly slipped back into the room without looking back.

After entering the room and locking the door, he took out the book that was stuffed in before from under the bed. Zhao Yizhou thought of what he might encounter when he went to school tomorrow, and couldn't help feeling a little chill down his spine for a while.

Gritting his teeth, he put the book aside, and wandered uneasily in the same place for several times. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he quickly turned around and rushed to the desk, leaned over and turned on the computer on the desk, and searched tremblingly. The words "He Miao's new book signing event" were typed on the page.

With a slight click of the search button, relevant search results on the entire page popped up almost instantly.

Ignore the news notices in the first few lines, drag the webpage to the last few related Weibo pages that popped up, and then follow the Weibo to enter, flipping through several times, and sure enough, I found on the Weibo homepage of some book fans They posted the signed photo of "He Miao" at the signing meeting.

Looking at the big high-definition picture above, Zhao Yizhou's face flashed a trace of joy for the rest of his life. He carefully saved the picture, then took a pen and paper, stared at the two words on the picture and wrote a stroke. Planned to copy up.

Cheng Shimiao's handwriting is chic and aura, with a kind of heritage formed from practicing hard-tipped calligraphy since childhood, and it is extremely difficult to imitate.But fortunately, no matter how difficult it is, there are only two words in total. Zhao Yizhou gritted his teeth and practiced on the paper for two hours, facing the high-definition picture, until he finished writing the entire draft paper densely, and finally felt The shape was similar again, and then he held his breath and carefully signed his name on the title page of the book.

The name and the original signature written by Cheng Shimiao are finally different, but at first glance, it is not satisfactory to fool others.Zhao Yizhou gently dried the ink of the signature pen, and looked at it again and again. After finishing all this, he felt that there should be no problem, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As if all the strength in his body had been exhausted at this moment, he reached out and turned off the computer, closed the book and stuffed it into the cabinet, and then collapsed on the bed with some weakness.

It's already 08:30, but he doesn't want to do anything.

Because at noon, he was temporarily given the task of going to Cheng Shimiao's new book signing event to ask her for an autograph, so he didn't even ask for leave, so he skipped the whole afternoon class and left school.

He didn't know what the teacher taught in the afternoon class, and he didn't have any friends who would help him pay attention to the homework after class.Although he said that he didn't want to do anything right now, in fact, there was really nothing he could do.

As long as he thinks that he will continue to go to school when he opens his eyes tomorrow, he will feel that his whole life has become gloomy.

Zhao Yizhou reached out and rubbed his dry eyes, and the feeling of frustration and grievance that spread from the bottom of his heart instantly spread throughout his limbs.

How did it all start?

Zhao Yizhou thought to himself: Could it be that he really shouldn't have helped that girl back then, should he have been a pure bystander and turned a blind eye to those things?

But...but they're committing a crime...

He sobbed for a while, and then, as if afraid of being heard by Zhao Zhe and Wu Xiu outside, he quickly covered his mouth and swallowed the choking sound in his throat again.Taking small sips to adjust his breathing, after a while, feeling that his voice had been softened, he wiped away a tear that rolled down from the corner of his eye with the back of his hand.

Although he had tried his best at that time, it was said that he still hadn't had time to stop the incident from happening.

The police intervened to investigate the matter quickly after that, but it is not known whether it was because all the people involved in the incident were under the age of [-] or because of other reasons. Still nothing.

And after that, the video of the first-year girl being stripped of her clothes and beaten and humiliated finally spread out somehow. Although it was only circulated among a small number of people in the school, the impact it caused was immeasurable.

He didn't see that girl again after that, but he just heard that she dropped out of school, and he didn't know anything else.

Of course, he didn't have the energy to take care of that girl anymore.Because after those people were released, relying on their intelligence network in the school, they quickly found out who the informer behind this incident was.

From the day the girl dropped out of school, his nightmare officially began.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yizhou couldn't help but tremble all over: the first feeling was that he was isolated by the whole world.

All the classmates and friends who are close to him will be bullied by them to varying degrees. The better the relationship with him, the more hurt he will be hurt.At the beginning, Song Xiao was still firmly on his side, but as the bullying got worse day by day, that kind and sunny boy finally couldn't stand it and chose to leave him.

why?They are the ones who obviously did bad things!That girl dropped out of school because of them, his best friend has been tortured by them and his grades have plummeted, and he has become such a cowardly look like a frightened bird, why can they still maintain such a shameless face? To live wantonly, and he has to lose all his friends like this, cowering like a rat in the gutter to get through every day?

Why are they still not affected in the slightest?

Obviously they did that kind of thing, why can't even the law try them?

Why is this world so unfair!

He stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling that his entire body was trembling, but the despair in his heart made him as calm as death.The autumn school uniform he was wearing covered him with sweat, but the sweat was slowly dried by the wind over time.

Zhao Yizhou felt dizzy all of a sudden, and the back of his head seemed to be hit by someone with a small hammer. The pain was not sharp, but it was so fine that people couldn't break free.

He felt that his body became very heavy all of a sudden, and even his breathing became short of breath.I touched my head with my last strength. Although it was not very clear, I could still feel the high heat coming from my palm.

It seems that it is probably due to the alternation of cold and heat several times today, and the constant shock, so the sudden fever?

Zhao Yizhou took his hand off his forehead again with great difficulty, and laid it casually on the side of the bed, half-opening his eyes and thinking in a daze: But this is also good, if he has a fever tomorrow, he can openly If you ask for leave, you have a reason not to go to school.

As he thought about it, a faint smile finally appeared on his face for the first time in so many days.

If I can get sick and ask for leave smoothly, I won't have to see them all day tomorrow.

Not having to see them... is really nice.

Zhao Yizhou murmured a few words softly, finally unable to support the weight of his eyelids, he followed his body's will and slowly closed his eyes.However, at the last moment when Zhao Yizhou lost consciousness, he seemed to feel a sudden coolness coming from around him.

A knee-length red plaid skirt floated faintly in front of half-closed eyes. From the style, it looked like a summer school uniform skirt for girls in their school.

He suddenly had a slight bump in his heart—a girl's school uniform and short skirt?