69novels Chapter 22
Chapter 22
How dare you!
In the afternoon of the day before the National Day, during the big class break, the monthly exam results came out.
Feng Zhuo went from the first in the class to the fifth in the class.
Although the progress is not big, at least we are moving forward.
Yan Jia lost Feng Zhuo's place at the bottom, gloriously changing from second place to first place.
Yan Jia looked at the tragic report card, turned around and said to Feng Zhuo: "Brother Zhuo, my mother asked you to come to my house for dinner tonight, but judging by the current situation, I think you should stop showing your face, otherwise I will be too embarrassed." Sad!"
Feng Zhuo was originally very happy because of his progress, but now he gloated even more, and wanted to confront Yan Jia, and said awkwardly: "I'll go."
"I want to hear Aunt Tang and Uncle Yan praise me, but I most want to see them scold you with my own eyes. This kind of great opportunity, I definitely want to make a fuss."
Yan Jia pointed at Feng Zhuo and howled like a wolf, crying: "You just say, do you want me as a brother!"
Feng Zhuo deliberately said: "Anyway, there are big bosses in the game, and Duan Yi in studies, it doesn't matter if you want to be a brother or not!"
Duan Yi, who was sitting next to Feng Zhuo, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard these words.
Xiao Yuanqiu's eyes also quickly swept over the two of them as if there was nothing there.
Yan Jia looked very much like an abandoned wife: "Scumbag! Split up!"
Feng Zhuo said cooperatively: "Score!"
Xiao Yuanqiu couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, broke his skills, and laughed out loud: "Yan Jia, you have such realistic acting skills, it's a pity not to become an actor."
Yan Jia's expression changed instantly.
After being praised a lot, he laughed happily: "Everyone has their own strengths. I just think that my talent is not in learning."
Xiao Yuanqiu: "Acting?"
Yan Jia shook his head and corrected: "In anything other than studying."
Feng Zhuo turned his pen to tear down the stage: "You really exalt yourself, your bragging is higher than the sky."
Yan Jia said, "What's the matter, don't people brag about cowhide these days?"
"That's not true," Feng Zhuo made a gesture of invitation: "If you continue to brag, you'll be able to sit still for a while anyway, and you'll be beaten back to your original shape when you get home from school."
Yan Jia threw the exercise book angrily.
It really is a pot that can't be opened without mentioning it!
During the last self-study class, Feng Zhuo asked Duan Yi in a low voice after he finished explaining the questions to him: "Mr. Yi, will you go out to play on National Day?"
Duan Yi cherishes words like gold as always: "No."
Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows happily, "Then I will come to you directly if I have any questions!"
Duan Yi said indifferently: "Reject."
"Holidays are about rest," he said.
Feng Zhuo said, "I'll give you overtime pay."
Duan Yi: "I'm not short of money."
The topic went back to the original point again.
Feng Zhuo looked at Duan Yi eagerly and sighed.
Hearing his sigh, Duan Yi raised his eyelids and looked at him.
"Why?" Duan Yi lowered his eyebrows, his tone indifferent.
Feng Zhuo supported his chin with his hand, nodded his head slightly, and replied: "I'm thinking about what you lack, so that I can prescribe the right medicine to seduce you."
Duan Yi: "..."
He looked away blankly and ignored Feng Zhuo.
But Yan Jia, who heard the conversation between the two, turned his face back quietly, and asked Feng Zhuo in a low voice: "Brother Zhuo, don't you want to play with us?"
Feng Zhuo nodded, "Well, no."
Yan Jia said, "Why don't you go! My mother has already booked tickets for the four of us."
Feng Zhuo found a perfect reason: "I want to study, I love to study, next time I will improve by at least 19."
There are 46 students in the class. He ranked 42nd this time, and he improved by 19 places to be 23rd.
Just stuck in the last place to be able to tutor others.
As long as he can squeeze into the ranks of tutoring other students, he will be closer to getting back his grandma's letter.
Yan Jia was shocked, and secretly gave Feng Zhuo a thumbs up: "How dare you think about it!"
Feng Zhuo whispered, "Wait and see!"
Duan Yi, who had listened to the entire conversation between the two, opened the test guide book and began to tick Feng Zhuo's questions.
That night when he went to Yan Jia's house for dinner, Feng Zhuo was highly praised by Tang Zhi and Yan Mingyuan.
Then he coaxed, apologized and promised, and finally let Tang Zhi refund the travel ticket he bought for him.
The reason Feng Zhuo gave was very simple and unpretentious: "I want to use the vacation to check for gaps and make up for the gaps in knowledge. I left too much before."
It's an excuse for rejection, but it's also a real reason.
Seeing Feng Zhuo working so hard, Tang Zhi was very pleased, and then thought of his son who was not up to date, he couldn't help but sighed.
After returning from Yan Jia's house, Feng Zhuo took a shower and turned on the computer.
He secretly made up his mind that tonight was the last time he would play games before the midterm exam.
Feng Zhuo logged into his account and found that the boss he often played games with was also online.
He immediately sent a team invitation to the other party.
Duan Yi was sitting in front of the computer, but he wasn't playing games or doing homework for the holidays. Instead, he was solving a very difficult and challenging math problem.
When Feng Zhuo's invitation was sent, he happened to have some ideas.
Duan Yi accepted the invitation to join the team, and Feng Zhuo's happy and excited voice immediately sounded from the headset: "As soon as I log into the game, I find you are online!"
Duan Yi didn't answer him.
He was about to briefly record the solution to this problem, when Feng Zhuo's exclamation suddenly came from the earphones: "Damn it!!"
Duan Yi was startled by his voice, and the pen drew a trace on the paper.
Just as he was about to type and scold him, Feng Zhuo's words sounded again: "I forgot to switch to duo mode, and matched two teammates randomly."
"Boss, should we withdraw directly or..."
Before he finished speaking, a gentle and clear male voice sounded from Maili: "Let's play together."
It's number 3 in the team, and this person's nickname is "Komorebi".
Duan Yi didn't really care, so he typed back to Feng Zhuo: "Play."
Feng Zhuo replied to him: "Okay!"
Then Feng Zhuo chatted with number 3.
Duan Yi didn't turn on the mic to talk, No. 4 turned on the mic, but didn't talk all the time, Feng Zhuo and No. [-] were the only ones in the team who exchanged words with each other.
Because of this, Feng Zhuo and Duan Yi knew that No. 3 and No. 4 were siblings.
Then I also learned that they are of Chinese and Japanese mixed race, their father is Chinese, their mother is Japanese, and their elder sister has been living in Japan with their mother.
So I don’t know much Chinese, but my younger brother grew up with his father in China and is now studying in the United States, so he can speak Chinese, Japanese, or English fluently.
After a while, after the whole team survived a fierce battle, sister No. 4 couldn't help humming.
She sang a Japanese song, her sister's voice was very soft and soft, it sounded clear and sweet, but she only sang a few lines.
Feng Zhuo had just heard this song and liked it very much, so he continued to sing the part that sister number 4 sang.
Sister No. 4 sighed in surprise.
Duan Yi couldn't understand the words he sang, but the tune was nice.
His voice is also very nice.
Although this is not the first time Duan Yi has heard Feng Zhuo sing a Japanese song, but the last time he heard it was far less vivid than this time.
The young man's clear voice drilled into his ears along the headset, inexplicably adding a bit of indescribable sex appeal.
He casually picked up the mobile phone that was placed beside him, temporarily unplugged the earphones, and clicked on Listening to Songs.
Immediately, a song was displayed on Duan Yi's mobile phone - "World ni 一 つ だ け の 花"
The only flower in the world.
Boy No. 3 couldn't help being amazed when he heard Feng Zhuo singing Japanese songs so fluently, and laughed out loud: "You can actually speak Japanese?!"
Feng Zhuo replied to him: "I have been learning since I was six years old."
Number 3 was curious: "Why do you want to learn Japanese?"
Feng Zhuo pondered for a while, and then said: "I was interested in Japanese when I was young, so my grandma enrolled me in the class."
Sister No. 4 then smiled and said to Feng Zhuo in Japanese: "You sing very well."
"Your voice is really nice." She boasted again.
Hearing what my sister said, No. 3 suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile, "I just thought your voice was very similar to a friend of mine."
Feng Zhuo asked nonsense: "Me?"
No. 3 replied: "Yes, your voice and even the tone of your speech are a bit like that of my friend."
"But his tone is not as lively as yours."
It was rare for Feng Zhuo not to pick up the words, and the atmosphere in the team suddenly became silent.
It's just that the silence didn't last long before it was broken by gunfire not far away.
The four people who were originally relaxed immediately became vigilant.
……
Although the team experience with the siblings was very harmonious, Feng Zhuo did not continue to row with them for four rows.
He switched to a two-player mode and started a sweet double row with the "game boss" who has always refused to turn on the mic.
Feng Zhuo babbled nonchalantly, while Duan Yi listened quietly, only typing back to him.
Until late at night, Duan Yi glanced at the time, and it was already past zero. He typed on the keyboard to send a message: "This will be withdrawn when it is over."
Feng Zhuo asked: "Shouldn't you play a few more games?"
Before Duan Yi could return to him, he said again: "After tonight, I may not play games for a long time."
Duan Yi: [? 】;
Feng Zhuo said: "I have to prepare for the midterm exam, so I quit playing games for the time being."
After finishing speaking, he sighed: "Hey, you are a hard-working and poor high school student!"
Duan Yi: "Oh."
Duan Yi: "Come on."
Feng Zhuo continued to ask: "So will you play a few more games with me?"
Duan Yi ruthlessly refused: "No."
Then he typed a few words like a reminder or an encouragement: "Study hard."
Feng Zhuo began to sigh again.
He said sadly, "Boss, will you miss me? You will remember me!"
Duan Yi: [? 】;
Duan Yi: "Who are you?"
Feng Zhuofei answered quickly: "I'm your good teammate and strongest partner, Feng Feng!"
Duan Yi replied to him: "Oh, I know you are crazy."
Feng Zhuo's tone was gloomy: "Goodbye, friends!"
Duan Yi unconsciously hooked the corner of his mouth, and typed to ask, "Which feng?"
Feng Zhuo was serious: "It's the wind that rains."
Duan Yi: "..."
Duan Yi: "So it's not a lunatic but a fool."
Feng Zhuo was furious: "You must be a very boring person!"
Duan Yi replied: "I never said I was interesting."
Feng Zhuo had nothing to say.
Then he laughed inexplicably again.
Duan Yi asked him: "What are you laughing at?"
Feng Zhuo said: "Suddenly I remembered that I was sitting at the same table. The two of you have really similar temperaments. I was wondering who would be better if you were to fight against each other."
Duan Yi: "..."
He snorted, tapped the keyboard and asked Feng Zhuo: "What do you think?"
After thinking seriously for a few seconds, Feng Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smirk: "I think it's you!"
He intentionally teased the big guy with embellishments: "My deskmate is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, but you have a hard-hearted heart!"
Duan Yi: "..."
fool.
Feng Zhuo continued to quarrel with him: "If you don't accept it, you can use the mic to fight!"
It turned out that he wanted to use this to stimulate him to talk on the microphone.
Duan Yi snorted and typed and sent with his brow raised slightly.
【old】
【son】
【At once】
【Do not】
Feng Zhuo just teased him casually, and didn't really want the other party to speak on the mic.
So he didn't continue this topic, but tapped his keyboard to send his mobile phone number in the chat box, and at the same time said in a serious tone: "This is my WeChat account, you can add it to make it easier to contact."
Duan Yi replied to him: "I have a heart of stone, so I won't do it."
Feng Zhuo couldn't help laughing, and said, "I was just joking!"
Duan Yi said: "That will not be added."
Feng Zhuo was puzzled: "Why? After adding it, you can just call out on WeChat to make an appointment to play games. How convenient! You don't have to keep trying your luck like this."
"And you can also chat at ordinary times, my friend!"
Duan Yi pursed his thin lips lightly, showing his tentacles and tentatively probing: "I like men, if you don't like men and don't want to be liked by men, you'd better keep a certain distance from me."
Feng Zhuo was silent for two seconds, then said "ah" clearly, and replied without emotion: "I see."
Before quitting the game and turning off the computer, Duan Yi opened the music software, searched for this song, and listened to it once.
He then added the song to his "I Like It" playlist.
It's late at night.
Duan Yi lay on the bed, staring blankly for a long time.
He pondered Feng Zhuo's answer over and over again in his mind.
The phrase "ah, I see", actually shows that he is straight.
Feng Zhuo on the other side also had a rare insomnia once.
Because he was suddenly curious whether he was straight or bent.
But he doesn't know the answer at all! Damn it! !
The author says:
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