Chapter 5: After family affection comes friendship

In the past, the junior high school in my hometown had self-study in the evening from Sunday to Thursday.

Last year, just in time for the bureau’s stress reduction policy, the evening self-study on Sunday was cancelled. The evening self-study was only required from Monday to Thursday every week, and the evening self-study was four days a week.

There is no need to go back to school on Friday, Saturday and weekend nights.

Monday.

After the rain, the sky cleared up, and the redbud flowers on campus bloomed even more.

Bauhinia, Bauhinia, means brotherhood or brother-sister harmony.

At six-thirty in the morning, Anting went out.

Due to the existence of late self-study, junior high school students generally do not carry schoolbags and do not need to carry weight. It is enough to carry one or two books with them. Anting is empty-handed, wearing the same T-shirt and school uniform as before pants and sneakers.

He also wore a black peaked cap. In his previous life, he studied mechanical repair in a technical secondary school. After graduation, he worked for a while and then transitioned to sales...

In any case, Both jobs are outdoors, so it’s a bit strange for a grown man to hold an umbrella, but he’s still used to wearing a hat.

That’s cool.

You need to buy breakfast when you go to school during the day. It is inconvenient for Anting to wear roller skates, so he usually rides a bicycle.

From Bauhinia Street to Homeland Junior High School, it takes 20 to 30 minutes on foot; if you ride a bicycle, it only takes 10 minutes.

The breakfast shop at the riverside intersection was overcrowded.

An Ting didn’t need to queue up. With a cramped braking sound, a white and fat figure turned back, waved to him and said: "Brother Ting! Brother Ting! I bought you breakfast." Got it!"

"Yeah."

An Ting only had two male friends in his junior high school career. One was a high-flying, mean-spirited young man who was also his best friend; The other is the fat man in front of me, Zhu Jiajun, who is very honest.

Although the two were classmates, they didn't have many interactions.

When he was in the first year of junior high school, Anting met this fat man in an Internet cafe. Seeing that he was extremely talented in gaming, he asked him to play games with him.

Zhu Jiajun is not well-liked in school. He ruins everything when he gets fat. He has a humble personality and has no temper. He is always bullied... Ever since he met Anting, no one dared to bully him anymore.

Although everyone laughed at him for being Anting's follower, he thought it was good this way.

Between being ridiculed as Anting’s follower or being pitted against a real person offline, Zhu Jiajun would definitely choose the former.

It’s better to be laughed at than to be beaten!

　He eats breakfast here every morning and prepares breakfast for Anting in advance. If Anting cannot wait, he will pack it and take it to school before giving it to him.

In his previous life, compared to Gao Fei’s death in a car accident, this fat man’s ending was considered better.

He was admitted to a lower-middle-level high school, and then went to a junior college. He was doing nothing for a while, and happened to be in the spotlight of live streaming. His gaming skills are good, but his personality is not likeable. He has an autistic personality and his gaming skills are not popular no matter how good he is.

By chance, he became a mukbang, ironically, he became popular.

It’s a pity that long-term staying up late and overeating made his health very bad. He quit the Internet before he was thirty years old, and no one knows what happened next.

Before Zhu Jiajun became famous, during those chaotic days, Anting’s father just passed away, and things were not much better. Although they did not meet offline, they often played games together online...

In his previous life, Anting only regarded Zhu Jiajun as a bitch, and he would come and go when he called him.

In this life, Anting wants to cherish this friendship.

Especially when he saw Zhu Jiajun holding a breakfast in his hand, he couldn't help but said coolly: "Hey, fat man, sit on my pole!"

Sit down On my pole, this is just a dirty talk.

In fact, let the fat man stand on the bicycle stand.

Hearing this, the fat man was dumbfounded, flattered and unbelievable, and said: "No... no, you want me to stand behind you!?"

All the students in the school were shocked. I know one thing, the only person who can stand on the rear kickstand of an Anting bicycle is Gao Fei.

Are you kidding yourself?

Anting wanted to change. Although the 29-year-old ghost in his heart did not like this pretentious sense of ritual, in order to convince the fat Zhu Jiajun, he rode on a bicycle and supported himself on one foot. Inexplicably, he said, "I am no longer the same person as before. Stop talking nonsense and get on the bus!"

Fat Zhu Jiajun saw that he was serious about what he said and his attitude was sincere. He believed him and got on the bus.

Just when Anting was feeling complacent about taking the second step, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

It seems that I can’t ride a little bit...

“Ah... that fat man, what’s your tonnage?”

“It’s okay, I’m more balanced. ."

"Balanced? How do you say it?"

Zhu Jiajun: "I am 1.6 meters tall and weigh 160 pounds."

Anting: "."

MaleMan, Duck doesn't have to be so perfect.

　……

At the same time.

Not far away, a boy about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a complete school uniform and with a short haircut passed by. He was Gao Fei and was on his way to school.

Completely different from the careless and unkempt Anting, Gao Fei is a mean boy, but he has the heart of a delicate pig boy, and he is quite stinky.

Since I have to wear a school uniform, I can’t put much effort into my clothes. I can only change my trousers, and more often I just change my hairstyle, such as this cool airplane head.

Just in time to see Anting carrying Zhu Jiajun carrying a heavy load.

I was dumbfounded.

Gao Fei naturally knew Zhu Jiajun. Although he did not treat him as a henchman like Anting, he only regarded him as an ordinary classmate.

At this moment, when he saw Zhu Jiajun standing in his exclusive seat and talking and laughing with Anting, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Damn it!

It was obviously me who came first...

Anting, I am still not the person you love the most! ?

　…

　At the same time.

Song Ci and Bao Weiwei were walking further ahead on Hepan Road.

Song Ci is the top student in her hometown junior high school and the most popular girl.

Who counts?

No one counts it, it is something that is not supported by any data but no one questions it.

The spotless school uniform, no powder applied, and the long shawl hair, which is not dyed or permed, hangs down naturally. Every time the spring breeze blows, it always shows the same swaying rhythm as the redbud flowers on the riverside.

Under the morning light, hope shines brightly.

She did not carry a schoolbag and had already had breakfast at home. She held two books on her abdomen with both hands, which were suppressed by the softness on her chest, as if what was suppressed was not the textbooks, but the teenagers' books. A heart to learn.

I don’t know if Yan Ruyu is in the book!

But there is a girlish softness in the book, and this is true.

"Song Ci, Song Ci, why do you look so absent-minded?" Bao Wei only asked while chewing on the meat buns.

Bao Weiwei is a petite and cute girl with a mushroom head. She is the entertainment committee member of Class 1 of the third grade of junior high school. She is also Song Ci’s best classmate and friend. She is also a snack foodie.

　“Well…”

　Song CiQuickly coming back to her senses, she was indeed thinking about things.

Last night, her mother said that she would move to Anting’s house next week. As her mother’s only relative, Song Ci would definitely go with her.

In this case, wouldn’t it become a cohabitation relationship?

How strange.

This kind of thing... She would find it difficult even for her best sisters to talk about it.

Moreover, Anting’s performance that night was also very surprising – does that bad boy want to change? At this last moment... I seem to have changed a little bit about him.

Just when Song Ci was thinking of this, a bicycle flew past, and the people on the car were Anting and Zhu Jiajun.

Unfortunately, it was not Anting who was carrying Zhu Jiajun, but now it is the other way around.

There is no way.

Anting: He weighs 160 pounds, and I can’t bear it!

The classmates on Hepan Road have long been used to strange things - that is Anting from Class 1, Grade 3, a bad student who is bullying the fat man again.

Seeing this, Song Ci sighed and said: "I have changed into a dog, but I still like to bully others, bad guy..."