Chapter 18

Jing Yuwen felt that it was too hard to guess what Xiang Gou was thinking. He didn't say anything about what he was going to do. He also wanted to ask, but Xiang Siye didn't turn his head back, but Zhou Hong turned his head and looked at him with a smile. .

Jing Yuwen dazedly unscrewed the mineral water bottle cap and took another sip, wondering, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Hong laughed twice: "Master Jing, are you going to play at the stadium tonight?"

Jing Yuwen became interested. He usually played with Cosine recently, but Cosine doesn't like to play basketball. Others are too far away from the stadium, so it is rare to find acquaintances to play basketball with.

There are two stadiums in Beicheng, one was built relatively early and is called "Old Stadium" by everyone, and the other was built in recent years and is called "New Stadium". Jing Yuwen's house is in the middle of the two stadiums. It's not too far to go anywhere.

"Okay, which stadium are you going to?"

Zhou Hong said: "My home is near the new one, you can give me WeChat, and then I will invite you!"

"No problem," Jing Yuwen wrote down his WeChat ID on a piece of paper and handed it to Zhou Hong: "Here."

He looked at Fan Jia and had a plan in his mind. Tonight, he called both her and Xianggou, and let Xianggou pretend to be a coercion. Maybe they will become. Damn, he, Jing Yuwen, is too smart. , Xiang Dog must be happy to die at that time!

"Fan Jia, are you going to the stadium tonight?"

Fan Jia was writing the question, and when she heard the words, she turned around halfway, looking at the paper, and the pen in her hand was still answering: "I'm not going, I have something to do tonight."

Jingyu Wenxin said: Xianggou, Xianggou, grandpa wants to help you, but God doesn't want it!

"Oh, okay."

When the class bell rang, all the gossip and slapstick classmates in this class immediately returned to their seats and looked like they were studying seriously.

Jing Yuwen turned over the reading questions of ancient poetry and prose left by Wen Qin before and read it again. Xiang Siye hadn't come back yet, and even Wen Qin had not come in. He was always on time for get out of class.

Seeing that the watch above the blackboard was about to fill a five-point grid, Jing Yuwen couldn't help but wonder if Wen Qin had asked for leave.

A few lively classmates saw that the head teacher had not come, and began to whisper, and the surrounding classmates also began to whisper, and finally the classroom was buzzing.

Wen Qin walked in with the textbook, and he always looked polite: "I'm sorry, classmates, there is a delay."

Jing Yuwen thought that Wen Qin would ask Xiang Siye's whereabouts, and was thinking about how to lie for this guy, but Wen Qin didn't mention it.

"Everyone should have reviewed it just now. Let's go directly to the content of the lesson. Song Ye, tell me, why did Sun Qifeng and others propose to collect money to help Zuo Guangdou?"

......

Jing Yuwen didn't have the time to think about these questions, raised his arms on the windowsill, and stretched his head to the side, trying to see if Xiang Siye was downstairs, but there was no one downstairs.

On the podium, Wen Qin glanced at Jing Yuwen, saw how he stretched his neck and looked out, and smiled.

Ten minutes later, Jing Yuwen was almost asleep when a clean and clear voice came from the door: "Report."

Jing Yuwen came back to his senses and sighed in his heart, Xianggou finally came back.

Wen Qin didn't ask where he was, just nodded: "Come in."

Xiang Siye sat back in his seat, Jing Yuwen leaned over and asked, "Why did you go just now?"

Xiang Siye acted indifferently: "Go to the teacher's office."

Jing Yuwen was startled: "Why are you going to his office? No wonder he didn't ask where you went."

"Lend his computer and process the audio."

Jing Yuwen wondered: "Process audio?"

"Well, what if others hear your voice?" Xiang Siye opened the exam questions he was talking about and said, "Come with me to the radio room after class."

As smart as Jing Yuwen, he immediately understood what Xiang Siye was going to do. This guy wanted to show the audio to everyone!

Jing Yuwen asked, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Xiang Siye took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and said unhurriedly, "I saved it in there. On Friday, there was no one in the broadcast room. The corridor was monitored and repaired. You can watch it outside for me, plug it in and run immediately. "

Jing Yuwen gave a thumbs up, is this the boldness of the legendary artist?

Xiang Siye thought for a while: "Call Zhou Hong and Cosine too, I don't worry about you."

Jing Yuwen frowned: "Are you questioning my ability?"

Xiang Siye smiled and said, "Once you succeed, your bones will die."

"I still have 10,000 green silk sashes hanging down."

When the two were talking, they completely forgot that they were still in the classroom, and it was the class teacher's class, but Wen Qin seemed to be extraordinarily tolerant towards the two of them and didn't pursue them too much.

"Xiang Siye, you can answer this question."

Jing Yuwen was shocked. The two of them were talking just now, but they didn't listen to the class at all. How could Xiang Siye know what the next question was? He raised his foot and kicked Zhou Hong's chair lightly, but the guy didn't seem to be conscious. The same, do not move.

Xiang Siye was not as anxious as he was, and said calmly: "Emei is where Du Fu lives, and Xianshou is the destination of his friend's trip... Here, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and the two places are separated by a distance. , to express the loneliness of the poet and his friends who are separated from each other."

Wen Qin nodded: "please sit down, Xiang Siye is very close to the answer, let's take a look together."

Jing Yuwen:  …

Just now, the emperor was really not in a hurry for the eunuch.

"You weren't talking to me just now, how did you get the time to listen to the class?"

Xiang Siye said: "Listen to you with your left ear, and listen to him with your right ear, killing two birds with one stone."

Jing Yuwen:  …

What the hell, what kind of alien creature is Xiang Siye?

Although Wen Qin is a Chinese teacher, he never delays everyone's get out of class time. The class bell rings for him and the end bell rings for him to leave.

Jing Yuwen raised his hand and patted Zhou Hong's head. This man's hair was as straight as the sky, and it was a little prickly.

Zhou Hong turned his head: "What are you doing, Lord Jing?"

"shop."

"shop?"

Jing Yuwen was too lazy to explain: "Just follow me."

"Oh."

Xiang Siye got up: "Let's go."

Zhou Hong looked at Si Ye and got up too, a shyness suddenly appeared on his face: "This, it's not good, you two... Will I be..."

Xiang Siye glanced at Zhou Hong blankly: "Shut up."

To put it in the past, Jing Yuwen was full of confusion, but now it is different. He knows that Da Zhou's brain is rounded up, and he can understand what Da Zhou does.

Jing Yuwen said nothing: "Have you brought it?"

"Well, don't worry."

The three got up and walked forward. Jing Yuwen stopped in front of Cosine and bowed his head: "Xiandan, go out."

"Why are you going?"

"You'll know when you go."

"Oh," Cosine held the pen and drew a circle on Song Ye's test paper: "Remember, this step cannot be missed. I'll go out first, and come back and talk about it."

Song also saw that Jing Yuwen and the three of them had become quieter: "Okay."

Cosine got up: "Let's go, Lord Jing."

Jing Yuwen picked up an exam paper on the cosine table, and a few people went out of the class together.

The broadcast room on the third floor of the high school is at the end of the first floor. Usually, no one comes here on Friday.

A few people arrived at the door of the broadcasting room and found that the door was locked. Just as Jing Yuwen was about to ask what to do, he saw Xiang Siye took out a paperclip from his school uniform pocket.

The boy's hand was clearly articulated, clean and strong, and he could easily twist a paper clip into the shape of a key.

Zhou Hong was shocked: "What are you doing to God? Picking the lock?"

Jing Yuwen put his index finger to his mouth: "Shh, don't let people hear you, just block it."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen and Cosine stood on Xiang Siye's left, facing the corridor. There were more people. Jing Yuwen held the test questions in his hands, pretending to let Cosine speak.

Zhou Hong stood at the window at the end of the corridor and let the wind blow, blocking the window to make sure that the first thing people walking outside saw was not Xiang Siye.

Less than half a minute later, with a click, the door of the broadcast room was opened.

Jing Yuwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After Xiang Siye entered, Jing Yuwen closed the door again, giving the illusion that the door was still locked.

"Jing Yuwen, Cosine, what are you doing?"

There is a partition wall at the end of the corridor and at the entrance of the side stairs. Jing Yuwen's former head teacher Huang Ting walked down from the entrance of the side stairs of the building. He was sweating on his back and shouted agitatedly, "Fuck me. !"

He turned around and saw Huang Ting, and his words changed sharply: "From the grassland~warm your heart~"

Cosine also looked nervous, raised his glasses: "Hello, teacher!"

Huang Ting frowned: "Why are you so excited? Can I still eat you?"

Zhou Hong ran over, sweat beading on his forehead, but he still looked calm: "You just follow my solution, and you won't take a big risk and run from the fifth floor to the first floor to solve the problem, you have to solve it quickly. Go back to the classroom before you finish class~”

Zhou Hong pretended to see Huang Ting: "Hello, teacher!"

Huang Ting smiled: "Jing Yuwen, do you know what to study after class? Not bad, I'm optimistic about you, come on."

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Thank you teacher!"

Huang Ting walked out of the building with relief, and Jing Yuwen gave a thumbs up: "Okay, Da Zhou, adapt accordingly!"

Zhou Hong scratched his hair: "No, I'm very smart!"

After a while, there was a rustling sound from the loudspeakers in the corridors and classrooms on each floor, Xiang Siye walked out of the broadcasting room calmly, and locked it slowly.

Seeing this, Jing Yuwen was about to burst into sweat: "Brother, hurry up!"

Xiang Siye is like a normal person: "Call me brother, don't call me big brother!"

Jing Yuwen can't wait to kick the dog's head!

Although the sound of the recording was delayed, Jing Yuwen was still in a hurry. He pushed Xiang Siye away, quickly locked the door, and then grabbed Xiang Siye's wrist.

"Come on!"

Cosine and Zhou Hong only felt that the situation was very anxious when they heard the words, and they ran with Jing Yuwen without asking any more questions.

Xiang Siye was pulled by Jing Yuwen's wrist to run, but he didn't have a worried expression on his face at all. Instead, he kept looking at Jing Yuwen's hand. His subtle expression was mixed with some indescribable feeling, like panic. , again like happy.