Has the scumbag actor confessed?

When Brother Cheng arrived at the hospital, he didn't see Zhong Yi, but Shen Xifeng sitting on a bench in the emergency room with his arms crossed.

Shen Xifeng didn't even wear a mask, so he was exposed to the fluorescent light with such big thorns.

From time to time, someone walked past him, and their eyes fell on his face intentionally or unintentionally.

Brother Cheng hurried forward a few steps, pulled Shen Xifeng's hat down, sat next to him to block the sight of others, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yi is asking where you have been, saying that Teacher Kevin still wants to talk to you again." Go through the dance steps. There are two magazine interviews tomorrow morning, and you have to get up at 6 o'clock. Is it over here? Or I'll stay here and you go back to the company first."

Shen Xifeng shook his head, but didn't speak.

Not long after, Zhong Yi came out of the emergency room with gauze on her head.

Shen Xifeng rushed forward and asked, "How are you doing, how many stitches?"

Zhong Yi's face was unhappy, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little red, "I've had five stitches, and I'll need a tetanus shot later."

Brother Cheng immediately took the medicine bag in his hand, took him to the injection room, turned his head to Shen Xifeng and said to Shen Xifeng while walking, "You go first, the driver is waiting outside, and you still need to do a skin test for tetanus. , at least half an hour."

Shen Xifeng followed for two steps, and stopped after hearing what Brother Cheng said.

He was thinking about how to say goodbye when he heard someone behind him shout "Zhong Yi".

The three of them turned their heads together, and saw a tall middle-aged man rushing over from the door in a hurry.

The eyes of the middle-aged man passed over Shen Xifeng and Brother Cheng, and stopped on Zhong Yi's wound.

"What's wrong? Did you get stitches?"

Before Zhong Yi could speak, Shen Xifeng immediately realized that this was Zhong's father.

Seeing Zhong's father's frowning and serious face, Shen Xifeng subconsciously took a step forward and said, "Hello, Uncle, today I pushed him when I was fighting with Zhong Yi, and I hurt him." I bumped my head, I'm really sorry, I apologize to you."

As he spoke, he put his legs together and bowed respectfully.

Zhong Yi was taken aback by his actions.

Father Zhong on the side couldn't say anything more, waved his hand, and his tone softened, "It's okay, the boy is skinny, my family is a little dizzy, so I was worried about the effect of the stitches on him. It's late, you guys go back soon Bar."

Sick of blood?

Shen Xifeng glanced at Zhong Yi's pale face, and thought to himself that it was no wonder his face was so stinky, probably because he passed out inside and felt ashamed.

Talented students also have weaknesses!

He was inexplicably happy, said goodbye to the two father and son with a smile, turned and left with Brother Cheng.

Zhong Yi glanced at his dusty father, and continued to walk to the injection room, "There is still a tetanus shot."

Zhong Minhua followed his footsteps, a little displeased: "Why didn't you tell me when you got to the hospital? If I didn't call you, wouldn't you plan to tell me about it?"

After a long time, Zhong Yi's voice sounded muffled, "So what, can you make it over here? What are the chances of being injured on the day you go home?"

Zhong Minhua was so choked by his son that he couldn't speak, and he sighed quietly after a while.

After Shen Xifeng finished practicing the dance steps of the new song with Mr. Kevin, who was holding his orchid fingers, it was already past twelve o'clock.

He hesitated for a few seconds with his mobile phone, and clicked on "add friend" in WeChat.

After inputting the favorite phone number, a name popped out immediately below: YZ, and the profile photo next to it also had two uppercase English letters YZ.

He then clicked to add to the address book, and the system automatically generated verification information: I am Yiming Shen Yu.

According to the company's regulations, his private WeChat name must be preceded by the company's name for publicity. After thinking about it, he deleted the word "Yiming" before clicking send.

It's so late, Zhong Yi is probably asleep, and he will see the verification application when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

After Shen Xifeng finished these, he clicked on more than a dozen new messages and replied to them one by one, and then slid to the WeChat main page and was about to exit, when he unexpectedly found a dialog box at the top of the message bar.

The YZ with a pixel-clean head lay there quietly, with a row of messages displayed underneath, "I passed your friend verification request, now we can start..."

What to start with?

Shen Xifeng suddenly chuckled, it was the first time he discovered that WeChat is such a flirty software.

"Xiao Yu, hurry up, if you don't go back, you won't get up tomorrow." Brother Cheng turned off the fluorescent lights in the rehearsal hall, and greeted at the door.

Shen Xifeng raised his head to look at the direction, lowered his head and typed a few words quickly while walking: "Are you home?"

After he walked into the elevator with Brother Cheng, he picked up his phone to look again, and YZ replied briefly: "En".

Not even a punctuation mark, Shen Xifeng was a little dissatisfied, raised his hand and said: "Have you finished your tetanus? I'm really sorry today, you should have a good rest."

At the end of the sentence, he conveniently typed a good night emoji, thought about it, and then deleted it until only the text remained.

This time, YZ didn't reply for a long time.

After Shen Xifeng got into the car, checked Weibo several times, and clicked on his 10,000+ comments, he slid around for several minutes, but there was still no WeChat notification.

He threw the phone aside and leaned against the car window to watch the night scene quietly.

After a while, he turned around and picked up the phone again, confirmed that the mute status on the side had been cancelled, looked at the lock screen desktop where only the time was displayed, and threw it aside again.

Ten minutes later, just as Shen Xifeng was leaning against the car window and drowsy, the phone screen suddenly lit up, followed by a clear and familiar notification sound.

Shen Yu woke up in a jerk, fumbled for the phone, and slid the screen away.

The reply was still brief, "I called, it's fine, don't worry about it."

At least this time there was more punctuation, Shen Xifeng yawned, and replied: "Haven't slept yet?"

The reply came quickly: "I'm playing for a while. Do you have time tomorrow?"

jump?

Heh, Xueba is also quite approachable.

Shen Xifeng smiled slightly, and continued: "You can rest tomorrow, and wait until the injury recovers."

"I can afford to wait, but your grades can't wait."

Shen Xifeng pursed his lips and had no choice but to continue: "Then tomorrow afternoon, I still have an announcement in the morning. Go to my house directly in the afternoon. The Splendid Garden in Xicheng District is very easy to find."

After the message was sent, he changed his mind and added another sentence: "I'll let Brother Cheng pick you up, so you don't need to take a taxi. Tell me your address."

This time the typing lasted for a little over ten seconds, and what came back was really a long sentence: "No, I know that place, and it's not far from my house. What time is the afternoon until what time? I have to have dinner with my dad in the evening. "

"Is it okay from 2 o'clock to 5 o'clock? I won't delay your dinner."

A terse "yes" ended the late-night conversation.

Shen Xifeng put away his phone, leaned back, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Zhong Yi slept until after nine o'clock and didn't get up. He looked in the mirror and admired the gauze on his head for a while.

Zhong Yi had no choice but to put on a stern face, put on her Taoist uniform, put on her belt, and walked out of the room.

There is milk and bread on the table in the dining room.

Zhong Yi sat down and opened the milk carton and poured a glass. While drinking, he opened the paper bag containing the bread. Seeing two croissants inside, he pushed it away, took the empty milk glass to the water pipe, and grabbed the schoolbag Go to the gate.

It is estimated that his father will never remember that his son never ate bread without filling in this life.

Not only bread, he doesn't know all the likes and dislikes.

As soon as Zhong Yi walked to the entrance, Zhong Minhua came back with a few bags of vegetables. Seeing him wearing a Taoist uniform, he couldn't help being stunned, "Are you still going to the gymnasium today? If you are injured, take a rest."

Zhong Yi replied while putting on his shoes: "Small injuries are not a problem. It's time for a promotion exam. The coach won't let me ask for leave."

"Then, come back for lunch?" Zhong Minhua raised the bag in his hand, "I bought shrimp."

"I won't be back at noon, I still have a tutor in the afternoon."

Zhong Yi saw the disappointment flashing in Zhong Minhua's eyes, paused, and added before leaving the house: "I'll come back to eat tonight."

"Well, I'll raise the shrimp in the water first."

Zhong Yi nodded slightly, opened the door and walked out.

Like other extracurricular training institutions, Jingcheng Gymnasium is also located near residential areas where residents gather.

In an old office building, the low rent can revitalize a large number of businessmen who depend on students for food.

Zhong Yi has been learning taekwondo in this gymnasium since he was six years old, and this year is the tenth year.

In the years after his mother passed away, the curator treated him as his own child, and spent almost two days in the gymnasium on weekends after school.

To him, the coaches and brothers in the gym are more like relatives.

"Hey, everyone who passes by should come and have a look, take a look! The Jingcheng Gymnasium has great news! All those who sign up today will get two free lessons!"

There were tens of meters away from the gymnasium, and Zhong Yi saw a crowd of people in front of him.

Someone was yelling with a loudspeaker, and the voice sounded like Coach Huang, one of his relatives.

Kuang-kuang-

"Hey, everyone in the neighborhood, come and have a look! Don't praise or brag, we are a powerful faction in black and white! A top student in No. [-] middle school, a master with a second-degree black belt, and now he is recommended to B University Ah! Come, come, come and have a look!"

Zhong Yi was taken aback suddenly, and looked at Coach Li, the second relative, in disbelief.

——Coach Li is now holding a copper gong that he got from somewhere, and he is banging it around the crowd of onlookers.

And the spitting coach Huang in the middle of the crowd held up a trumpet and bragged:

"Hey, don't you believe it, he just entered our gym at a young age. When he first came here, he was less than my waist height, thin and small, and could be blown away by a strong wind!

"Later, under our guidance, he studied hard and practiced hard! He practiced taekwondo, and his stature climbed up. Now he is tall and handsome, and his head is quite good!

"No, not long after the start of the third year of high school, she was recommended! Where are you going? B University! B University is recommended!"

Zhong Yisheng, who was tall and handsome and had a good head, stopped and turned around quickly.

No, he doesn't have these relatives, and he doesn't know any of these people!