Wild and easy to tame

Chapter 9

This is not waiting for you.

Not long after Feng Zhuo left the examination room, he met Yang Qijin, the class teacher, face to face.

Yang Qijin was about to go back to the office building with the exam papers in his file bag, when he saw Feng Zhuo wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts that didn't fit in with the students around him who were wearing blue and white school uniforms.

The worst part is that the shoes he wears are flip flops.

Yang Qijin called Feng Zhuo: "Feng Zhuo."

Feng Zhuo greeted nonchalantly: "Hi, teacher."

Yang Qijin looked at his outfit and said, "This is at school."

Feng Zhuo was at a loss, "Huh?"

He took the exam all day, although he basically didn't know it, but this time he didn't hand in a blank paper and wrote everything he could.

Compiling the answer is also very brain-intensive.

At this moment, Feng Zhuo had long forgotten that he didn't go home to change his clothes and shoes in the morning, and it was strange for Yang Qijin to speak suddenly and endlessly.

"I know, teacher." He said innocently.

Yang Qijin said in a serious tone: "Knowing that you come to school dressed like this, what do you look like?"

Feng Zhuo finally came to his senses.

He wanted to raise his eyebrows provocatively, and said to Yang Qijin arrogantly: "I like to dress like this."

However, when Feng Zhuo thought that grandma's letter was still in the hands of the class teacher, he immediately showed that he knew his mistake, and explained patiently uncharacteristically: "Teacher, I was almost late for the exam in the morning, so I didn't have time to go back and change my clothes and shoes, so I just put them on." Here comes the running school."

Yang Qijin grasped the key point and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Feng Zhuo didn't realize the loopholes in his words, and replied solemnly: "At home!"

Yang Qijin smiled, "Feng Zhuo, you just said that you didn't have time to "go back" and change your clothes and shoes. "

"Speaking inconsistently, lying is not enough."

Feng Zhuo: "..."

How does it feel to be despised.

He giggled, "Isn't it that I have never lied before, I am not skilled in business."

Yang Qijin raised his hand to slap him on the head, but Feng Zhuo dodged it flexibly.Then he ran away and said loudly, "Teacher, I'm going back to the classroom first!"

After being stopped by Yang Qijin in the corridor for a while, Feng Zhuo went to the bathroom before returning to the classroom.

He came and went back and forth, causing him to return to the classroom later than others.

When Feng Zhuo stepped into the back door, he happened to hear someone discussing him near the back door.

"I just searched, and his younger brother is really awesome! He is so amazing at such a young age, his parents must be very proud."

"Isn't there another worry? Feng Zhuo is still an older brother, not even a strand of his younger brother's hair."

Hearing this, Feng Zhuo raised his foot and kicked the man's stool leg.

The other party's leg was hit by the stool, bent for a moment, turned his face, and saw Feng Zhuo staring at him coldly, his eyes were fierce like he wanted to eat people.

The gossiping people fell silent in an instant, not daring to speak again.

Yan Jia had already helped Feng Zhuo put the desk and stool back in place, he walked over with his schoolbag, pulled Feng Zhuo out of the classroom first.

Except for Yan Jia, no one else knew that what Feng Zhuo hated the most these years was when others compared him to Feng Yue.

Ever since Feng Zhuo could remember, everyone around him praised Feng Yue for being smart, and Feng Yue at that time showed his genius-like IQ.

And he, like a shadow, was always shrouded in Feng Yue's light.

No one will pay attention to this dark shadow.

In order to get the adults' attention, he deliberately mischievous, in exchange for their evaluation: "This kid is not as good as Feng Yue."

"Hey, he is very tough. He took away all the nutrition from my younger brother in his mother's womb. He is so bad now. I think it's not a good thing when he grows up."

"Poor Feng Yue, he was put into an incubator after he was born. He has been in poor health for the past few years, getting sick every now and then, but his brother is very lively."

……

Except for grandma, everyone around him only likes Feng Yue, including their parents.

Maybe they thought that having an excellent son like Feng Yue was enough, and they didn't need another son who seemed ineffective like him.

That's why they were able to abandon him so cruelly back then, and only took Feng Yue by their side to go abroad with them.

For many years after that, Feng Zhuo and his grandmother depended on each other all year round.

On the way from school to home, Feng Zhuo has been silent.

Yan Jia pressed the phone, then raised her head and said to Feng Zhuo: "Brother Zhuo, my parents asked you to go home for dinner."

Feng Zhuo didn't have any emotions, and refused: "Another day..."

Yan Jia interrupted before he finished speaking: "My mother said that if you don't go, she will come and invite you in person."

"Look at it if you don't believe me." Yan Jia held up the phone and showed it to Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo sighed, and was dragged by Yan Jia to Yan's house.

Yan Jia's mother, Tang Zhi, treated Feng Zhuo just like her other son. After dinner, she brought a fruit plate to the two children who were chatting about games, and said to Feng Zhuo with a smile, "Zhuo Zhuo, sleep here tonight." , share a room with Jiajia."

Then he secretly said to him: "It doesn't matter how late you play the game, as long as you don't let Uncle Yan hear it, otherwise he will nag you again."

Feng Zhuo laughed, and without being polite to Yan Jia's family, he readily agreed: "Okay."

He and Yan Jia grew up together, Tang Zhi watched them grow up with his own eyes.

Tang Zhi knew that Feng Zhuo had a good heart and knew how to love others, and he had protected Yan Jia just like his elder brother since he was a child, preventing Yan Jia from being bullied.

Tang Zhi liked him very much in his heart.

After a while, the two entered Yan Jia's bedroom, one used a desktop computer, the other a laptop, and boarded PUBG one after the other.

When forming a team to play duo, Feng Zhuo recalled the wonderful experience that happened to him last night, and asked Yan Jia: "Do you still remember the person who killed you and me when we were duo? nickname."

Yan Jia shot a man to death, and gritted his molars, saying, "What a shame! I'll never forget it!"

"I was randomly matched at the Internet cafe yesterday, and I actually formed a team with that person." Feng Zhuo said happily: "We also ate chicken together."

Yan Jia: "?"

"Fuck?" He was surprised and said in disbelief, "What kind of bloody fate is this?!"

"You didn't kill your current teammate to avenge your former teammate?!"

Feng Zhuo snorted slightly, disgusted: "He is much better than you, I cherish the treasure."

Yan Jia: "..."

Feng Zhuo was still complaining about Yan Jia: "If you fight with me, I will take you to eat chicken, and if you fight with him, he will let me lie down. Which one do you think is better?"

Yan Jia: "Shoot, friend!"

As he said that, he single-clicked his rifle and knocked out a little blood from Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo turned around and threw thunder at Yan Jia, Yan Jia manipulated the characters in the game to hide flexibly.

Just when the two of them were having fun, they were dealt with on the spot by a team that rushed over suddenly, and they became boxers.

Yan Jia yelled: "Damn it, I'm having so much fun, I didn't even realize that someone was coming!"

"I'm so lost!"

Feng Zhuo didn't care: "Brother, don't cry, the next round will be another hero."

The two played noisy until almost eleven o'clock, Yan Jia couldn't stand it any longer, quit the game and went to bed.

Feng Zhuo continued to play, and after soloing two games, he came to the game lobby, and suddenly found that the boss just agreed to add him as a friend.

Feng Zhuo immediately sent an invitation.

Duan Yi just played the game before going to bed, and didn't plan to start playing.

After logging in, I saw that the other party sent a friend request, so I added it casually.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go offline, the other party sent an invitation to form a team.

Duan Yi clicked to refuse, and the next second the other party sent it over reluctantly.

He glanced at the time.

This time I chose to accept.

As soon as he entered the team, Feng Zhuo typed a few lines to him.

[Boss, you are a little late online. 】

[My buddies just got off the assembly line, otherwise I would introduce you to each other, and we can also line up in threes and fours. 】

Duan Yi also typed back: "Why don't you turn on the microphone this time?"

Feng Zhuo: "Sleeping at my brother's house tonight, he is already asleep, talking will disturb him."

Duan Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise, this person actually cared about others.

After entering the game, while waiting for the countdown to end on the birth island to board the plane and skydive, Duan Yi tapped the keyboard and said, "Why don't you sleep?"

Feng Zhuo replied to him: "I'm not waiting for you."

Duan Yi: "..."

For a moment.

Duan Yi: "After one round, I will withdraw."

Feng Zhuo replied: "Okay."

Soon, he sent again: "Why don't you always talk?"

Feng Zhuo: "Could it be an elementary school student secretly playing with the computer?"

Feng Zhuo: "Have I been taken to eat chicken by my pupil brother?"

Duan Yi, who was searching for supplies in the housing area: "..."

Why can't this guy open the mic and talk so much.

Duan Yi: "Calm down for a while, it's too noisy."

Feng Zhuo was not convinced: "I didn't even turn on the microphone!"

Duan Yi typed back to him: [It hurt my eyes :)];

Feng Zhuo: "..."

You are awesome.

The author says:

There are a lot of Yige vests: D