The landlord fools me every day

Chapter 25

He didn't really want to return to this person, but because of the reality, he felt quite humiliated and typed: Yes, so how?

However, the words used to reply still carry the arrogance in Yang Zekui's bones that cannot be ignored.

There was no movement on the other end for a long time, and Yang Zekui turned off the phone after waiting for a while.

In the end, he didn't believe that the old fox Yang Anping allowed him to tamper with his first choice and fill in Yexin, it was just his connivance to himself.

Moreover, the old fox gave him the feeling that he knew that Zhang Zhushi would appear there a long time ago.

Although Yexin is a private school invested by various companies, it is inevitable that some people from families will want to establish a good relationship with other families through their children, but it is really rare for people of Zhang Zhushi's level to appear there.

After all, according to his grades, as usual, he shouldn't be there because of emotion and reason, and he wouldn't enter with a grade like the bottom one.

No matter what, conservatively speaking, Yang Zekui felt that Yang Anping had secretly touched the results of the two of them.Otherwise, in any case, it's all too coincidental.

In this way, so that there is a little connection between them faster and more.

So Yang Zekui, who was successfully taken home by force, calmed down. After taking all these factors into consideration, he decided to try to use his tricks, and walked to the road that Yang Anping had arranged for him as a flag to see what that guy wanted to do. Well.

And in the end, he will ruthlessly throw the old fox off the high position, so that he can understand the truth that the higher he climbs, the worse he falls.

It is not terrible for people to have desires, and it is not terrible to have greed, because these are the seven emotions and six desires that ordinary people should have, and it is inevitable to have such thoughts to some extent.

But if this desire and greed cannot be controlled well, then this kind of person who is secretly walking towards the darkness will only degenerate into a beast and a beast in the end.

And he, Yang Zekui, as a hunter, wanted to kill Yang Anping's livestock with his own hands to eliminate harm for the people.

"Hello, hello? Hello?! Hello!" Zhang Zhushi shouted, and directly patted Yang Zekui on the cheek who had not responded.

"Ah?" Yang Zekui came back to his senses, not knowing why, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Zhushi was stunned, and then took a sip of the water in his hand: "It's nothing, I just want to call you because you've been in a daze."

"In a daze?" Yang Zekui blinked a few times, "Is there?" Was he in a daze just now?

As if seeing through the doubts in his heart, Zhang Zhushi wiped the water stains on his lips after drinking the water, then nodded and said, "Yes, otherwise I'll be bored?"

Yang Zekui pursed his lips when he heard the words: "You...why don't you have the attitude of a rich young master at all, your words are rude."

Zhang Zhushi took two steps forward to take off his coat, and then joked back: "Aren't you similar to me? Young Master Yang Kuikui?"

"Tsk!" Yang Zekui frowned when he heard Zhang Zhushi addressing him, and then quickly stepped forward to make a silent gesture to him, "Shh! Don't call me that outside!"

Catching the loopholes in his words, Zhang Zhushi quietly squinted his eyes, put his elbows on the clothes hanger beside him and teased: "Then at home, can I call you that?"

After all, without waiting for Yang Zekui to refute anything, Zhang Zhushi took the lead and rushed to the locker room, leaving Yang Zekui who was stunned in place with a star-like back and the lingering voice from inside: "Then I will come to your house next time. Call you that."

Yang Zekui stared blankly at the door of the dressing room, without looking away for a moment, maybe he hadn't spoken for a long time, and kept silent all the time.

For him, the place where he currently lives is not really home.

And the place with Yang Anping is not even a home.

So for the word "home", he didn't react for a while, and he didn't know how to respond to Zhang Zhushi's jokes that blurted out.

Forget it.

He knew it was a joke, but he was still so serious about what to say and what to do with the next sentence.

Shaking his head shallowly, Yang Zekui turned around to leave.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhushi who came out from behind grabbed him.

"Hey, how about treating me to a meal?" He said in an extremely relaxed tone.

Yang Zekui was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "Okay."

I don't know if Yang Zekui is sensitive or what. He always feels that Zhang Zhushi took him to his own restaurant "Wei Jue" in order to retaliate against him for saying that he is the eldest son of a rich family.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Zhushi, who was across the table, chewed the steak in his mouth and said, "Isn't it obvious enough? I did it on purpose."

Yang Zekui, who had guessed the idea and gave himself the answer first, was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "You are really interesting."

There is no falsehood, he sincerely believes so.

After feasting on Yang Zekui, the full-fledged Zhang Zhushi lay down on the seat with his bulging belly and rested for a while.

"Oh, I can't do it anymore." He waved his hands and wailed, "I've eaten too much, belch! I'm too full, belch!... I'm done."

When looking at Zhang Zhu, who started to hiccup due to drinking too much milk, Yang Zekui could only laugh: "I told you just now, I told you to drink less milk. Look, it's all right now."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi still just waved his hands: "No, no, I drank milk and you told me to drink less milk twice, burp, and I also drank, burp, juice and soda."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zhushi got up leisurely and swayed to the toilet.

Before he left, he shook his hand at Yang Zekui who was behind him: "Don't miss me."

Yang Zekui, who was teased by the success, couldn't help laughing: "Oh, this guy." As he spoke, he smiled helplessly and shook his head.

As a "staff meal", Zhang Zhushi's meal was quite good.

But it was because it was so good that it was quite good and had a negative value in his heart.

At that time, he was throwing up into the toilet non-stop: "Uh-uh-"

So, through some shocked guests who had been to the toilet and happened to bump into this spectacle, a small piece of news quickly spread outside: a person was vomiting in the toilet because the delicious food was not to his taste.

Zhang Zhushi was ashamed when he came out and just heard a few words with such meaning: I don't have one, don't make up your minds.

When I went back, it was just when the sun was setting in the sky, and the fire clouds in the sky were connected one by one, which was really beautiful.

"Hey, little Yang Kuikui." Zhang Zhushi put his hands in his pockets, and Yang Zekui walked quietly beside him, and suddenly said this.

Yang Zekui immediately wanted to shut him up: "Don't call me that outside!"

Zhang Zhushi took a small step back, and kept repeating: "Okay, don't bark, don't bark."

When it was over, he started to talk about business: "What event do you plan to apply for in the sports meeting?"

Yang Zekui thought briefly for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

Zhang Zhushi nodded: "Oh, that's it." Then, he looked at Yang Zekui next to him: "Same as me."

"Ah?" Yang Zekui turned to look at him as well, and the two eyes collided immediately.

Zhang Zhushi thought he didn't hear clearly, tilted his head and carefully repeated what he said just now: "Let me say, you should apply for the same event as me in the sports meeting."

Yang Zekui tilted his head slightly: "Why?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi just raised one corner of his lips, leaving him with a wild smile.

He held the back of his head with both hands, looked at the Huoshaoyun in the distant sky and said indifferently: "No reason."

Seeing Zhang Zhushi's calm and breezy appearance, Yang Zekui's belly was suppressed from what he wanted to say.

All right, if he doesn't say anything, he won't ask any more questions.

Anyway, his purpose is to build a good relationship with Zhang Zhushi, so following him should be more conducive to promoting their relationship.

In this way, he can better follow the chess game laid by Yang Anping, and let him foresee the ending better.

"Okay." In the end, he just said, "Listen to you."

Zhang Zhushi closed his eyes, glanced at Yang Zekui with a slightly strange expression, and then said nothing.

In the hesitant silence, the two of them seemed to have said nothing, but also seemed to have said everything.

Just like their gradual deviation and tacit understanding, everything is silent and quiet.

On the day of the sports meeting, even though they were divided into new classes, Bai Wanlin and Hu Yushang really did their best to cheer for Zhang Zhushi and Yang Zekui as they said before.

Before the game, they also thoughtfully sent water and cordial greetings to the two.

"Are you in good shape?" Bai Wanlin asked while loosening his arm muscles for Zhang Zhushi, "Come on for the 100-meter sprint later."

"Yang Kui, you too." In the same way, Hu Yushang on the other side also gave Yang Zekui a thump on his forearm after passing the water, "Don't be nervous later, don't put too much pressure on it, just treat it as a Just a normal joke."

"Yes." Yang Zekui took a sip of water and screwed the cap on, "I will."

Instead, Bai Wanlin said to Zhang Zhushi, "You too."

"Got it, got it." Zhang Zhushi wiped the moisture on his lips with his fingertips, and waved his hand perfunctorily to urge them to leave, "Got it, got it, you guys go away, we're going to check in."

"Okay." Bai Wanlin and Hu Yushang, who took the water steadily, looked at each other and smiled, "Come on, we will cheer for you from the audience!"

"Got it!" Zhang Zhu, who had walked a little far away from the two, raised his voice back.

At the athlete check-in area, the two people who happened to be next to each other were chatting in the team.

Yang Zekui: "Have you ever participated in a sports meeting in junior high school?"

Zhang Zhushi answered honestly, "No. What about you?"

Yang Zekui also said honestly: "No."

Good guy.

It turned out that they were all Xiaobai.

"What about elementary school?" Zhang Zhushi asked again.

Yang Zekui shook his head: "No. I remember participating once in kindergarten."

"Hmm..." Zhang Zhushi narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought, "Although I think it's funny, I also participated in it once when I was in kindergarten, and I got the last place."

"Hmm..." Now, it was Yang Zekui who was in deep thought, "I'm a little better than you, and I got the second-to-last."

"Um—" Zhang Zhushi blinked, and suddenly asked a question to the person standing sideways, "Which kindergarten are you from?"

Yang Zekui said innocently, "School A."

Zhang Zhushi pursed his lips: "Uh, what a coincidence, me too."

Yang Zekui: "Uh—that's a bit of a coincidence. It turns out that you were the last one at that time."

Zhang Zhushi: "...you can shut up if you can't speak."