Has the scumbag actor confessed?

After getting in the car, Shen Xifeng threw a power bank to Zhong Yi, and kept sending voice messages by himself.

Zhong Yi connected the power bank and turned on the phone. After a while, more than a dozen missed calls and WeChat messages began to explode the screen.

He clicked on it and saw that the calls were from Qin Wen and Mr. He.

Qin Wen sent more than 30 messages on WeChat, mostly asking him where he was and why he didn’t reply;

The head teacher, any teacher, had five questions. First, he said he knew that Qin Wen had told him that he was going to work part-time. Later, he also asked him where he was and why his phone was turned off.

The bottom message is from Zhong Minhua, and there is only one message: I have arrived in Paris and will not return to China for a short time, so take care of yourself.

Zhong Yi turned off the phone and quietly stared at the scenery outside the window.

Shen Xifeng finished sending the message, thought for a while, and looked up at Zhong Yi.

"After you change your medicine, I'll ask the driver to take you home. I may stay at the company until the afternoon. You go back and rest more."

Zhong Yi didn't answer, but luckily Shen Xifeng's company arrived in no time.

Shen Xifeng got out of the car, Zhong Yi continued to go to the hospital.

After changing the medicine, Zhong Yi didn't go home according to Shen Xifeng's arrangement, and asked the driver to drive him to No. [-] Middle School.

It was the end of get out of class time when he approached the teaching building, and he was the only one in casual clothes among the school uniforms all over the building.

Fortunately, Shen Xifeng's coat was mostly low-key black and gray, not eye-catching, so he turned into the office of the senior year without attracting much attention.

Teacher He saw Zhong Yi at a glance, quickly put down the half-drinked water glass, and asked in surprise, "Zhong Yi? Why are you here? Are you cured?"

Zhong Yi was taken aback, "Mr. He, how do you know..."

Teacher He put down the water glass and waved at him, "Shen Yu's mother called me and told me. Come on, let me see, yo, you really broke your head, don't you have a fever now?"

"No, everything is fine." Zhong Yi walked up to Teacher He, wanting to explain but didn't know what Shen's mother said.

Zhong Yi was hesitating, Teacher He smiled: "I am relieved to hear that you went to his house. Shen Yu's mother has a lot of contact with the school, we are all familiar with her, she is an enthusiastic and responsible parent, you go to his house It's much better to recuperate than to lie down in the school dormitory."

After a pause, Teacher He said again: "Shen Yu doesn't have to go out for two weeks, what his mother means is that she wants you to live in his house for two weeks and provide round-the-clock tutoring.

"At the end of March, the company will see Shen Yu's results, and they want to make a sprint during this period.

"I didn't dare to promise for you, but you have nothing to do except to visit the university in early April. If you can, go."

Zhong Yi bowed his head and thought for a while, and there seemed to be no reason to refuse.

He smiled at Teacher He: "Okay, then I'll go to the dormitory to pack my clothes, and I won't come to school for two weeks."

"Favorite-"

As soon as he walked out of the teaching building, there was a scream from behind.

Zhong Yi stopped and turned around: "I went in for less than 5 minutes, but you still saw me."

Qin Wen rushed towards him in a hurry, and punched him in dissatisfaction, "Why didn't you call me back yesterday! Why did you go missing! Also, why don't you go to class today? You want to rebel!"

Zhong Yi rubbed his left arm pretending to be in pain, and took two steps back, "I was sick yesterday and slept at a relative's house for a whole day. I have something to do in the next two weeks, so I can't come to class."

"Is there something? What's the matter? Are you working part-time?"

Qin Wen asked like a cannonball: "What kind of job do you do? I asked Mr. He and didn't tell me. Don't even think about going out to play by yourself!"

Having said that, she stopped abruptly, staring closely at Zhong Yi's rubbing left arm, "Where did you buy your down jacket?"

"?" Zhong Yixin said, this really caught me.

He looked down and saw that it was an ordinary long down jacket with a few English letters of unknown meaning on the lapel. Although it wasn't too thick, it was quite warm.

Zhong Yi said, "I just bought it from a mall."

"A shopping mall in our city?"

Qin Wen narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhong Yi suspiciously, "How much did you pay for it?"

Zhong Yi quickly searched "how much is a down jacket" in his mind.

However, his IQ180 brain does not have this kind of knowledge reserve.

So he hesitated and said, "Eight hundred?"

"How much?" Qin Wen's eyebrows were all knit together, her eyes were stern like searchlights.

"How can I remember this?" Zhong Yi took another step back, ready to slip away at any time.

"This is Moncler's limited edition down jacket! It was only launched in February this year! You can't buy it in China! Even if you can buy it, there are no Moncler stores in third-tier cities like ours!"

Qin Wen was like a police dog with a keen sense of smell, exuding a dangerous aura, approaching Zhong Yi step by step, "So, where did you get your clothes?"

Is there a limited edition down jacket?

Zhong Yi was once again limited by poverty.

But he quickly calmed down and said, "Oh, then I misremembered, this was brought back by my dad."

This reason is very convincing, Qin Wen no longer doubts.

She came up to him and looked around, "Your dad is very kind to you, he is willing to buy Moncler, it is the latest model. I remember that he was the first to wear it among the stars."

The last sentence Qin Wen spoke so fast that Zhong Yi couldn't hear clearly.

He was relieved that he had gotten away with it, and waved at her: "I have to go, you should go back to class quickly. Don't worry about other people's clothes all day long."

Seeing that nothing could be squeezed out of Zhong Yi's mouth, Qin Wen could only purse her mouth and watch him go away reluctantly.

"Hey, Zhong Xiaoyi! Treat this dress well, your father spent a lot of money on it!"

Zhong Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around and asked, "How much is it? Is it expensive?"

"Twenty times eight hundred, it depends on the exchange rate." Qin Wen said casually.

Zhong Yi walked across the playground calmly, and quickly took off his down jacket when Qin Wen could no longer see him.

What a joke!

More than 1 for a piece of clothing? !

He suddenly remembered that the sweater and trousers on his body were given by Shen's mother last night. How much do they cost?

Zhong Yi stood in the howling wind, feeling like a walking RMB.

After coming out of school, Zhong Yi suddenly wanted to ask what Shen Xifeng was doing.

Now he can be regarded as his full-time tutor, so naturally he has to care about the students' dynamics all the time.

Picking up the phone, Zhong Yi thought about it, edited the message and sent it to Brother Cheng: "Brother Cheng, I'm fine here, may I ask if Shen Yu is still in the company?"

Brother Cheng returned quickly: "Yes, he still has half an hour of physical training. Then there will be dance and vocal training."

So busy?Do you still have time to study today?

Zhong Yi fell into deep thought.

Brother Cheng's news came again: "Why don't you come over and take a look? Today we are recruiting trainees, and Xiaoyu will also be a judge. It's very lively."

lively……

Zhong Yi was infected by Brother Cheng's simplicity, and since he really had nowhere to go, he replied "yes".

Today's Yiming is really lively.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, the sounds of playing, playing and singing of all kinds came to Zhong Yi like a tide.

From time to time, handsome teenagers hurried past in the corridor, followed by solemn-looking parents.

Zhong saw that there was a commotion everywhere, and he didn't know where to go, so he had to go to Shen Yu's lounge.

However, the lounge was also requisitioned, and there were several people practicing singing.

Zhong Yi withdrew, but the dance hall next to her was pitch black and empty.

He walked in, dragged a plastic stool from the corner and sat down, took out his phone, and opened WeChat.

No new information.

Looking at the long dialog box below, he has no desire to communicate at all.

So, turn on the sound, pull down the page as a whole, and play a jump.

A very simple and even boring little game. According to the developer, this was a demo, but unexpectedly became popular.

For Zhong Yi, this is something that allows him to empty his mind.

He has an excellent sense of rhythm, listening to the prompt sound, he can hit the center of almost every jump, and he never hesitates. He can score four or five hundred in two to three minutes.

This kind of mechanical assembly line operation makes him very relaxed, playing like a robot executing a program, cold but accurate.

After scoring [-] points, Zhong Yi appeared in a state of concentration, his eyes, ears and hands were integrated, and it was difficult for the sound, light and movement of the outside world to affect him.

So when everyone entered the dance hall and turned on all the lights, the teacher clapped his hands to signal the trainees to stand up one by one.

Zhong Yi turned a deaf ear to all of this.

Teacher Kevin got angry, "Who is this? It's about to be judged and you're still playing with your mobile phone? Isn't this a wrist? Just play big like this?"

A trainee closest to Zhong Yi quietly walked over and gave him a hand: "Get up, the teacher is angry."

Zhong Yi was pulled by this and died.

He frowned and stood up, looking unhappy.

When Teacher Kevin saw it, he let out a 'Yo', smiled, and said, "I do have capital. Well, for the sake of your handsomeness, I forgive you."

Teacher Kevin twisted his waist and patted his hands above his head: "Come on, come on, our exam room is to see everyone's body shape and flexibility.

"Everyone, don't underestimate the little Yuyu Shen Yu you are familiar with. He has been studying with me for two years. Now his body is much softer than before, and his dance is getting better and better. Okay, let's not gossip. Let's go one by one."

Shen Yu walked in from the front door of the dance hall at this moment, and just about to say something to teacher Kevin, she saw Zhong Yi standing among the trainees with a blank face, her eyes still flicking left and right.

"Teacher, he..." Shen Yu pointed at Zhong Yi, a little confused about the situation.

Teacher Kevin smiled softly, pointed at Zhong Yi and said to Shen Yu: "Xiao Yu's eyesight is as good as mine, and I also think he is the most handsome in this group. Okay, let's start with you, little red sweater, come on, first cut Show me a fork."

do the splits?

Little red sweater?