Chapter 138 I’ll give you a chance to regret

It rained all night yesterday, and it cleared up early in the morning. The air was slightly damp, mixed with the smell of soil, and the temperature dropped a lot.Xu Meng had just sent Yan Na to school when a distant roar of motorcycles suddenly sounded in his ears. He looked up and saw Wen Yan riding his bicycle and stopped at the entrance of No. 6 Middle School, with Jin Heng sitting behind him.

Yo ho.

Xu Meng took a sip of soy milk and walked over: "Qi Qi, are you two getting involved again?"

According to him, Wen Yan's recruitment of his younger brother was just a joke and he had to be ignored. No one knew what they were doing.

Wen Yan already knew that Xu Menggou couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth, so he raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but when he remembered that Jin Heng was sitting behind him, he swallowed again, parked the car on the side of the road, and said in a cool voice: "Guan Heng."You’re bullshit.”

Jin Heng got out of the car, then took off his helmet and handed it to Wen Yan. He looked the same as usual and smoothed his messy hair: "I'm going to class first."

Wen Yan took the helmet, but Jin Heng lightly scratched it with his fingertips. His hand shook and he almost lost his grip. He subconsciously looked at the other person, but only met Jin Heng's smiling eyes, and he felt panic again.A moment.

Wen Yan didn't know what he thought of and frowned: "Wait for a while."

After saying that, he got off the car and walked to the breakfast stall at the school gate to buy some breakfast. He held it in both hands and handed it to Jin Heng and said, "After eating, go to class."

Jin Heng is very thin and looks like he doesn't eat well.

The breakfast Wen Yan bought was enough to make up a lunch table. Jin Heng glanced at the large and small bags in his hand: "I can't finish it."

Wen Yan: "Then pick what you like and I'll eat the rest."

Fried buns, fried dumplings, glutinous rice rolls, soy milk, noodle nests, he could not wait to pick out all the snacks on the boss's stall, which was in line with Wen Yan's usual heroic style.Jin Heng took two of them casually. Since Xu Meng was beside him, he didn't say much. He just said, "I'll go in first. You go back to school early."

Wen Yan hummed, but when Jin Heng passed by him, he suddenly said something coldly: "I'll give you a chance to regret it."

Jin Heng paused and subconsciously looked back at him.

Wen Yan had already thrown the messy things in his hand to Xu Meng, and went straight onto the motorcycle. His flamboyant behavior still attracted the attention of many girls. He did not look at Jin Heng, but just looked at the somewhat congested road ahead., said in a low voice: "Within three days, you can always go back on your word if you want."

But if the matter is settled, Jin Heng will no longer have the right to withdraw after three days.

Wen Yan is not the kind of person who can be easily provoked and let you leave cleanly after repenting. Just like no one can escape unharmed after provoking a lion. Jin Heng is doing a very dangerous thing, butStill don't know it.

Jin Heng smiled, then walked up to Wen Yan and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you want me to kiss you once in front of everyone?"

Let everyone see that there is no room for regret even if he wants to. Jin Heng is much more courageous and crazy than Wen Yan imagined.

Wen Yan raised his eyes in surprise, only to see that Jin Heng had turned around and left, walking into the campus as the class bell rang.

Xu Meng: "???"

Xu Meng was originally confused about the situation, and now he was even more confused. He was holding a lot of things that Wen Yan had bought, and looked confused: "What three days? What regrets? What are you talking about?"

Wen Yan withdrew his gaze and glanced at him, feeling that Xu Meng was too gossipy: "Don't ask more questions than you should."

The Sixth Middle School is about to be divided into classes recently. It can be said to be a large-scale reshuffle. Every thirty-five people on the ranking list will be divided into a line in the middle. If there is no sudden emergence in the later period, it is basically settled.

During this period, the head teacher of Class 6 also held a special parent-teacher meeting to emphasize the importance of this division. Some students in the class were irritated, but they couldn't help their parents' nervousness, and they became ants on the hot pot., trying to contact cram schools everywhere.

There is a difference between the top class and the parallel class, and there is a gap between the parallel class and the poor class. Even if you can't get into the top class, you can't fall into the poor class. This is what most parents think.

Yan Na was also annoyed by her mother. She complained to Jin Heng during class: "I have such bad grades, why should I go to a cram school? I have forgotten everything in junior high school, and my mother still has to let meWhen I was squeezed into a parallel class, I couldn’t understand a word the tutor said.”

Yan Na was not good at all, but she was actually quite smart. Jin Heng opened the test paper she had just finished and looked at it, then advised, "Listen carefully to the class, maybe you can squeeze in."

Strictly speaking, he is already an adult. Regarding Yan Na's current status as a student, he can only advise her in this way. Although whether she learns or not depends mainly on herself, and the environment is only a secondary factor.

Yan Na said: "I heard from the teacher that if you go to Class 1, you will definitely be stable. When the time comes, you will move to a new place. Don't be bullied again."

Those with good grades are not necessarily nerds. Those like Cen Qinghua are not economical and always suppress people with better grades than themselves. Yan Na is really afraid that Jin Heng will come out of the tiger's den and fall into the wolf's den again.

"Not necessarily," Jin Heng said, "Maybe I'll be in the same class as you."

Yan Na: "Are you kidding?"

Jin Heng didn't see the slightest bit of joking. It's better to be in a class with familiar people than to be in a class with someone he hates. Anyway, he is learning everywhere. He tapped the cap of the pen in his hand, maybe he still wanted to get out of this quagmire in his heart.Pull away.

Class monitor Tang Guo just came back from the teacher's office. He was holding a stack of detailed lists of tuition and miscellaneous fees and handed them out one by one: "This is the teaching material fee from last time. Everyone, remember to bring the money over tomorrow and hand it over to me. Ten milliondo not forget."

In order to increase the chances of getting into higher education, the teacher found a lot of sets of papers for students to buy and practice outside of class. The amount of papers was quite large. It is no exaggeration to say that the stack of papers they wrote in a month could pile up into a small mountain.

Jin Heng glanced at the details of tuition and fees, then folded them and put them in his pocket.

The system asked: "Do you have no money?"

Jin Heng asked it with a half-smile, "Are you rich?"

The system shook its head in embarrassment, a little shy, and whispered: "Me neither..."

It's a ball, where does the money come from? There is a lot of electricity.

Jin Heng really has no money. His father has been hiding from debts and has not been seen for a long time. He has managed to survive on the little money left at home these years, but he is still stretched thin. After all, sitting on his back is not an option.

The system folded its wings and calculated: "You have summer vacation in two months, and you can go out to find a job~"

Jin Heng thought to himself why he had to go out to work, and quietly turned his pen: "Someone will give it to me."

Wen Yan.

The system stopped him from this dangerous thought: "Shh, don't eat soft food. It will be bad if you are targeted by other systems."

Jin Heng moved for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at it: "What do you mean?"

System: "It means... I am not the only system in the world. If you violate the regulations, you will be forcibly bound to other systems."

There are many departments in the space station, which rely on various nameless energies to maintain operation. Human love, hate, joy, anger, greed, kindness and integrity may all become energy sources.

009 belongs to the scumbag reform department. They usually absorb the reformed energy from the previous host, and then use it as the rebirth energy for the next host, and so on, recycling.

Jin Heng lowered his eyes. As an atheist, he now feels that this world is too fantasy: "So what if it is bound by another system?"

The system flapped its wings gently: "You will be subject to many restrictions."

The mission of 009 is to prevent the host from doing irreparable bad things. In the same way, if it is bound by other systems, the rules will also change accordingly.

For example, the system of the Soft Rice Department will prevent the host from eating soft food and forcing the host to be self-reliant and self-reliant; the system of the Truth Group will stop the hypocritical host from lying and forcing him to speak the truth; the system of the Rescue Department will select the host who is dying due to natural disasters and man-made disasters.Let them go to various worlds to save crazy villains in exchange for a chance to be reborn; the system of the counterattack team will help the originally miserable cannon fodder host to counterattack and reach the peak of life...

For another example, some evil systems operate on negative energy. They will use the desire for power and money as bait to allow originally unknown hosts to seize opportunities that belong to others and absorb the gradually expanding desires in their hearts as energy.

009 sighed. It is not only difficult to be a human being, but also to be a football player. The competition among peers is fierce and it is difficult to do it. He finally made a conclusion and said to Jin Heng with sincerity and sincerity: "Scumbags and soft rice, you can choose one."Well, you can’t have your cake and eat it too.”

It learned some human idioms and started using them randomly.

Jin Heng sneered when he heard this and wanted to laugh, but failed to laugh. He did not comment on the system's words that he was scumbag and weak. He pulled up his chair with a cold face, turned around and walked out of the classroom.

Jin Heng is not interested in money, nor does he care about money, but now the system has clearly pointed out that he is eating soft food, and it is true that he can't save his face.

Class 6 took the physical test in the afternoon. After running 800 meters, the teacher allowed them to move freely. Jin Heng found a place to sit down, but inadvertently glanced outside the school gate and saw a familiar figure standing there. He got up and walked over.

Wen Yan was outside the railing near the playground. Wearing a blue and white school uniform, he looked like a student at first glance, but the cigarette held between his fingertips and the eye-catching tattoo on the back of his hand made people classify him as a bad boy.

Jin Heng looked at the high guardrail: "Why are you here?"

It's not the end of school yet, it should be class time now.

Wen Yan took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes due to the smoke, and said casually: "It's warped."

Jin Heng: "Why? Racing? Fighting?"

Wen Yan wanted to say it was not the case. He just felt weird and couldn't calm down to listen to the class. Unknowingly, he wandered to the door of No. 6 Middle School. When he saw Jin Heng, he calmed down strangely.

Wen Yan held a cup of milk tea in his hand, handed it to Jin Heng through the gap in the railing, and talked to him through the iron railing.Jin Heng didn't expect him to buy milk tea, so he glanced at it inexplicably: "For me?"

Wen Yan thought to himself that if it wasn't for you, it was for ghosts, but remembering that the relationship between the two of them was different now, he swallowed it back and hummed, looking a little awkward.

Jin Heng thought to himself that he was not a little girl: "Why did you buy this suddenly?"

Wen Yan saw Xu Meng copying Yan Na every time he bought it, and he felt embarrassed. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You can drink it if you are told. Why are there so many?"

Jin Heng touched the hot milk tea in his hand and looked at Wen Yan through the vertical black iron railings. The other person's stern face was somewhat unclear, and he wanted to laugh inexplicably: "Do you feel like you are visiting a prisoner?"

Wen Yan paused for a moment and realized that it was really strange. He flicked the iron railing with his finger and made a low buzzing sound. He said casually: "It's not so comfortable in prison."

Jin Heng didn't know what he was thinking of. He raised his eyes to look at Wen Yan, put his shoulder against the door, and asked without emotion, "Really?"

Wen Yan actually didn't know for sure, but what kind of person could be in jail? Being locked up with a group of criminals, he could tell with the hair of his head that he wouldn't be very comfortable: "Maybe."

Jin Heng leaned against the door and suddenly stopped talking. He looked at a wet puddle on the ground in the distance, somewhat lost in thought.

Wen Yan took a few steps back, visually checked the height of the fence, and then turned over neatly. His movements were skillful, and he was obviously a habitual offender. He made a slight sound when he landed.

He crossed the wall and entered the "prison".

Jin Heng finally came back to his senses and took a sip of the milk tea with the straw in his hand. However, he didn't taste anything. He was surprised by Wen Yan's repeated abnormal actions and asked questions with his eyes.

Wen Yan was always confident no matter where he was. When he arrived at No. 6 Middle School, he felt like he was on his own territory. He casually patted the dust on his school uniform jacket, then stamped out his cigarette butts, acting like a gangster. When he saw someone not far awayThere was an empty seat in the sports stands, so he said to Jin Heng, "Let's go over and sit."

Jin Heng raised his hand and picked off a broken leaf from his shoulder. In school, he couldn't do anything intimate: "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Wen Yan is not a "nobody". There are not many gangsters in this area who don't know him.

Wen Yan found a seat in the stands, and then stepped on the back of the front seat. He was quite domineering and unethical: "If you see it, you will see it. Let's see who dares to talk too much."

Adolescent girls always have an inexplicable attraction to handsome delinquents. Many girls in physical education class gathered together to chat and rest. The sharp-eyed people noticed that Wen Yan suddenly appeared in their school. They were suddenly surprised and surprised as if they had discovered a new world.Scared, he lowered his voice and whispered.

"Hey, look, is that Wen Yan from Chongming?"

"I've never seen it before, but he's so handsome!!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, it won't be good if he finds out."

"Jin Heng actually knows him, and the relationship seems to be pretty good."

Wen Yan was straight-thinking in a sense and never paid attention to that. His eyes fell on the court and then asked Jin Heng: "People in your class?"

Jin Heng nodded, put the milk tea into Wen Yan's hand, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped some rainwater on the edge of the seat. However, before he could speak, Wen Yan suddenly asked: "Who have been bullied?you?"

Jin Heng paused.

Wen Yan locked his eyes on the people on the court, with a bit of sharpness, one hand fell on Jin Heng's shoulder, and he pulled him over with a little force, forcing him to look at the court: "Tell me who has bullied you.look."

Jin Heng followed his gaze and saw the familiar faces laughing or making noise on the court, chasing the ball that was being passed back and forth. His fingertips moved and landed on someone in the air: "He.”

Wen Yan remembered: "There's more."

Jin Heng's fingertips shifted and were about to land on the second person, but his sight was suddenly blocked by the system's round blue body. The other person was flapping his wings and had no human facial features, but he felt an inexplicable serious atmosphere..

The system whispered: "Don't do this..."

Jin Heng guided Wen Yan to make mistakes without leaving any trace. He knew exactly what the consequences would be after pointing the finger, but he still did it. He still regarded Wen Yan as a knife in his hand and asked the other party to take revenge for him.

Jin Heng narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

The system reminded him: "Breaking the rules will result in an electric shock."

Jin Heng curled his lips sarcastically, with an icy coldness in his eyes. The system's so-called electric shock punishment was not enough to scare him, but for some reason, his hand slowly fell down, rubbed his fingertips, and pursed his lips at Wen Yan: "I can't see clearly."

Wen Yan was not in a hurry. He let go of Jin Heng slightly, looked directly at him, and whispered word by word: "If anyone bullies you in the future, tell me."

They were not in the same school, and no matter how powerful Wen Yan was, he couldn't cover everything.

Jin Heng used the cover of the seat to gently stroke Wen Yan's palm with his cool fingertips. He didn't know what the meaning was, but said slowly, "Yes, I know."

Wen Yan sat for a while longer, and did not get up from his seat until they were about to finish class: "I will go back to school first and pick you up after school."

Jin Heng was sitting in his seat. He didn't have Wen Yan's habit of stepping on the chair and crossing his legs. He looked quiet and well-behaved. Hearing this, he turned his head slightly and looked at him. His hair was somewhat transparent due to the sunlight: "Go to my house today and sit for a while..”

There is no "?" after it, so this is not a question, nor is it asking for his consent or asking for his opinion.

Wen Yan's eyelids twitched: "Why are we going to your house?"

Jin Heng simply stood up from his seat, his tall figure cast a shadow, half a head taller than Wen Yan, with one hand in his pocket, his eyes fell on Wen Yan's lips, his meaning was unclear, and he said vaguely: "Kiss you..."

Wen Yan stared.

Jin Heng smiled: "I'll treat you to tea."

Wen Yan choked for a moment and didn't say yes or no. Anyway, every time he talked to Jin Heng, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He was too lazy to take a detour and took the steps. He held up his hands and was about to jump off the stand, but he heardJin Heng said: "If you want to do something else, I don't mind."

Jin Heng's eyes were as deep as a cold pool. He leaned back on the chair and scanned the sharp back of the young man Wen Yan. With his thin waist, he could faintly see a bit of rebelliousness. He was a little curious, whether the taste was the same as in the previous life.It tastes so refreshing.

Wen Yan somehow understood his gaze and almost fell down when he jumped off the stands, thinking that Jin Heng was just a fucking hooligan.