The landlord fools me every day

Chapter 17

Yang Zekui smiled faintly: "It's serious."

Zhang Zhushi answered unhurriedly: "It's not serious."

Bai Wanlin laughed again.

Zhang Zhushi buried his head in his mouth and took a few mouthfuls of food, then asked casually, "Where's Li Jiaping? Why didn't you see him?"

Hearing this, Bai Wanlin's expression froze instantly.

Hu and Shang were trying to smooth things over, but Yang Zekui said calmly, "It's because of me."

"Ah?" Zhang Zhushi was really confused, "Because of you?"

Yang Zekui looked at him like a fool: "Do you really have no such thing as a brain?"

Zhang Zhushi: "...speak well."

There were obviously some sharp topics, but after being discussed by the two of them, they immediately became cheerful again.

At the back, Hu Heshang was just like Bai Wanlin, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.

After having dinner with Yang Zekui, Bai Wanlin and the others only commented on him: This person is actually quite interesting.

Especially, when staying with Zhang Zhushi, this kind of interestingness is more obvious.

After the first evening self-study was over, Yang Zekui disappeared again.

Looking at the empty seat beside him, Zhang Zhushi was puzzled: Where did this guy go, and he won't be caught and bullied again, right?

Thinking of this, he glanced at the teacher sitting on the podium, then quietly poked Bai Wanlin in front of him and asked softly, "Did you see Yang Zekui?"

Bai Wanlin looked at Yang Zekui's position following the names mentioned in his words: "Yang Kui? I didn't see it, why didn't he come again?"

Listen, even Bai Wanlin, who was not at the same table, said "I didn't come again", which shows how popular Yang Zekui's openly leisurely reporting in the previous class was.

Zhang Zhushi frowned and shook his head: "I don't know either, so I came to ask you."

Bai Wanlin teased: "Then you might as well ask Master Hu, he has better news than me."

"Oh, that's it." After the words closed, Zhang Zhushi wrote a note and threw it to Monk Hu who was next to him, and when he was hit on the head and turned to look at him, he used body language to remind him to read the note quickly.

After a while, Zhang Zhushi, who really got some news, beamed with joy, thinking that Bai Wanlin was right.

but--

How could Yang Zekui and Li Jiaping go together?

According to what Yang Zekui himself said, the two of them don't seem to get along very well, and it can even be said that they hate each other.

Therefore, the words "I saw Yang Zekui chatting with Li Jiaping after class" written by Hu Yushang always made him feel that there was something weird in it.

Although it is possible that Li Jiaping hates Yang Zekui, and the degree of hatred may be higher than his own, but it is not possible to do something that is not open and aboveboard just because of this dislike, right?

Furthermore, what Yang Zekui said before was being bullied by a group of people, and he was also being bullied by the seniors during the military training. Doesn't this have anything to do with Li Jiaping?

Taking a step back, everyone is in the same dormitory after all, but if you hate someone unilaterally, it is actually normal to chat together occasionally.

What's more, between boys, it's easy to have a little friction or something.And it's easy to have, so it's relatively easy to reconcile.

Ok……

Zhang Zhushi touched his chin, staring at the words written by Hu Heshang on the note in a daze.

But although, but although, he vaguely felt a very bad sense of unease.

I always feel that Yang Zekui is about to be bullied by so-and-so again.

He subconsciously raised his hand to look at his watch, but he recalled that his watch had been snatched away by his rebellious father a long time ago.

"Tsk," looking at the empty wrist, Zhang Zhushi clicked his tongue.

After rubbing his extremely fluffy hair and messing it up, Zhang Zhushi secretly took out his phone to check the time.

But suddenly, the window was knocked twice.

Hearing the sound, he saw that Old Wu was standing outside, and then looked at the armband he was wearing on his arm, which represented that he was an inspection evening self-study teacher today.

"Bring it." He heard Old Wu say so simply and neatly.

Zhang Zhushi wanted to cry but had no tears, and ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

He is too sad, too sad.

It’s really a leak in the house and it’s raining all night——

After handing over the phone, Zhang Zhushi wrote his homework and waited for a while.

After a long time, Yang Zekui still didn't show up.

Calculating the time, it was about half an hour before the evening self-study started.

"Tsk." It shouldn't be.

Zhang Zhushi frowned tightly, and pressed his fingers on the table again and again, thinking to himself that although Yang Zekui was late twice before, he came back in a short time, and it won't take so long to not show up.

Could something very, very serious have happened?

Suddenly, Zhang Zhushi gritted his teeth, stood up from his seat, and walked straight to the podium.

After talking briefly with the teacher, he didn't care whether the teacher agreed or not, and ran out to find Yang Zekui.

According to the information disclosed by Hu and Shang, Yang Zekui and Li Jiaping were at the drinking fountain when they were talking.

He walked over there quickly, looked quickly and carefully, and found that there were no traces of fighting.

"Hiss—" he patted his head.

There are monitors and teachers here, even if they really want to do it, who would be bold enough to do it here?

And when the evening self-study is over, there are basically a lot of people here.

Zhang Zhushi returned to the classroom after walking around outside twice but couldn't find anyone, then sat straight back to his seat, wrote a note and passed it to Li Jiaping, choosing to ask the person directly.

Thinking about what Li Jiaping and Yang Zekui said in the end, Zhang Zhushi, who might be able to deduce where Yang Zekui went, waited anxiously.

After a while, the note was passed back.

I quickly opened it and saw that there were only four big characters on it: I don't know.

ah? What? !

What the hell! Hey! !

He was asking what they said at that time!As the person who was talking to Yang Zekui at that time, what kind of answer is "I don't know"? !

Zhang Zhushi clenched his fists, smashed his mouth, looked up at Li Jiaping who was doing his homework with his head down, and then took a pen to write a lot on the note——

I just want to know what you said at that time, it doesn't mean anything else.Yang Zekui hasn't come back yet, so I just want to ask.Or if you know where he went after chatting with you, please tell me directly.

At the end, he added three words at the end: please.

After passing the note, Zhang Zhushi, who had finally waited for a reply, opened it immediately to read it.

Into the purpose, but only added a tone of words: I said I don't know.

Shit, it made him a little bit pissed off.

"Shua, Shua, Shua", he euphemistically wrote the words in the past——

It is very important whether Yang Zekui will be injured or not, please, please tell me what you know.

Instead, after delivering the note to Li Jiaping, he suddenly slapped the table and said angrily to Zhang Zhushi: "Zhang Zhushi, please stop harassing me, please! If you don't study, I will study!"

Suddenly, both the teacher and the students turned their attention to Zhang Zhushi.

"What's going on? Zhang Zhushi, what are you doing?" The teacher said, and walked down, "It's not enough that your head teacher handed over your mobile phone just now, and it's not enough to go out and come in without authorization, and now you have to disturb your classmates' self-study. ?"

Zhang Zhushi rubbed his cheeks. For the first time, he felt that there was a white lotus in his social circle. He thought that this kind of creature would only appear in TV dramas.

Okay, then he doesn't pretend anymore.

"Li Jiaping," he said, "I'm asking you about fucking Yang Zekui!"

"Zhang Zhushi!" the teacher reminded, "Pay attention to the tone of your words!"

"What's wrong with my tone of voice!" Zhang Zhushi was very upset, and there was a burning anger in his body and mind.

Instead, he met Li Jiaping's gaze looking at him: "Li Jiaping, I'm asking you something!"

Li Jiaping sneered: "Didn't I tell you everything, I don't know, don't make excuses to escape the harassment of me, okay?"

Bai Wanlin couldn't bear to see it, "Japing, when I was young, you should stop talking."

Zhang Zhushi patted the table: "If he doesn't pretend to be a white lotus, I can say a few words less, or I don't need to say anything at all, I will go to my tablemate quietly. It's because this kid is too pretending!"

Zhang Zhu, who was complaining about Li Jiaping angrily, was out of breath and couldn't choose what to say.

Li Jiaping's eyes were scarlet, and he copied the books on the table and threw them at Zhang Zhushi: "What are you talking about, the bottom one! You have no reason to disturb my study!"

Zhang Zhushi suddenly stretched out his hand and patted the book open, laughing out loud angrily: "First from the bottom? You count your own position and figure out where you are from the bottom? Study and study, what can you learn? Those messy things Do you fucking understand your knowledge!"

Li Jiaping clenched his fists: "You have the guts to say it again!"

Zhang Zhushi was not convinced: "Say it a few more times! Do you understand! Do you understand! Stop pretending! You don't understand at all!"

"Enough!" Under the atmosphere that the two were about to fight, the teacher sternly stopped, "You two come out with me, and the other students continue their self-study!"

Due to the seriousness of the situation, his voice was also tinged with sullenness.

"Tell yourself what's going on." The teacher folded his hands on his chest with a serious expression.

Li Jiaping frowned: "Teacher, I am innocent, and I have to rush to do my homework."

Zhang Zhushi glared at Li Jiaping next to him: "If you want to say it, he will say it, I won't say it." Pretend, you continue to pretend.

The teacher held his forehead, and at the same time raised his glasses helplessly: "You two are both high school students, and you are not too young, please don't be so naive, please, stop treating your classmates like junior high school students, or even elementary school students. The friction between friends is okay."

Zhang Zhushi curled his lips, did what he said, and kept silent.

Looking at Li Jiaping again, the situation is not much better, probably in a hurry to do homework.

"Blessings, Jiaping." The teacher softened his voice, "Sometimes, the school will value a person's qualities above his grades. As teachers, what we most want to see is the good character of the students. So you, as the tail of the grade, have everything, don't have too much psychological pressure.

In a place where you have been screened layer by layer, in fact, sometimes you have to be sincerely proud of yourself. You are proud that your previous selves are taking your future seriously, and don’t just blindly see your own shortcomings. "