Ripped Pants Boy

Zou Weichen's departure made Shan Yun want to cry. He knew that he must have recognized him, but why didn't he stop to help?

Is he holding a grudge from this morning?

After the boy in ragged pants saw the people leave, he waved his hand and asked the other three to go out to the alley to observe the situation. Then he walked in front of Shan Yun and looked at Shan Yun provocatively, "You look unfamiliar, are you from our school?"

Shan Yun glanced at the three people outside and knew that his chance had come. If he could capture the man in front of him, he should be able to escape.

He secretly said in his heart: I'm dead if I die.

So he took advantage of the other three people's off guard and grabbed the hand of the boy in ripped pants on his shoulder. The boy reacted in time and struggled to break free from Shan Yun's restraints. The two men started to wrestle. Shan Yun grabbed the boy's arm tightly and stretched out his leg to scratch the boy's long leg. The boy fell down. Shan Yun took the opportunity to twist his hands, stepped behind the boy, twisted the boy's hands backwards, and directly suppressed the boy in ripped pants.

"Ouch, it hurts." The boy in ragged pants shouted at the top of his voice.

When the three boys heard the noise, they immediately rushed in and surrounded Shan Yun.

Shan Yun pulled back again, and the boy in ripped pants had all his facial features twisted together. He did not forget to ask others not to move, and said with a tearful face: "Brother, big brother, we just sneaked into the school to get back our comic books. Those books were borrowed, and they expired today. We have no choice, let us go."

Shan Yun was confused and it took him a long time to realize that there was a misunderstanding. He let go of the boy in ripped pants.

The boy in ripped pants waved his arm and found that it was not dislocated. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Brother, do students in your school know how to do it? I've never seen you before."

"I'm not."

"Are you a student of this school?"

Shan Yun pointed to the school across the wall. The boy in ripped pants nodded. Shan Yun said, "I'm not a student of this school either. Oh, no, I'm about to be a student of this school."

"Freshmen? No, there won't be new students until next semester." The boy in ripped pants seemed to be asking Shan Yun, or talking to himself, and then he wailed, "No, brother, you just stared at us seriously, and I thought you were from the school student union, and you thought we broke into the school to steal books to arrest us. But you looked strange to me, and the student union doesn't look like you."

Shan Yun raised his head slightly to observe the boy in front of him. The boy was taller than him. Although his clothes were a bit sloppy and strange, looking from the front, his facial features were deep and clear, and his eyebrows and eyes were strong among his facial features. He was a completely handsome boy.

Shan Yun secretly said: With this height, this figure, and this face, he would definitely be the most handsome boy in the school.

It's just that his clothes are a bit unsightly and he looks a bit silly.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, Shan Yun left the dark alley and somehow returned to the school gate. This time he noticed the rows of billboards next to the school gate.

Sure enough, on the promotional column in the middle was a promotion about Zou Weichen, with the photo taking up half of the column. He was not as thin as he was in real life, and was even more handsome than in real life.

Zou Weichen, with a total score of 699 in the college entrance examination, full marks in mathematics, and ranked first in science, the top scorer in the science subject of the college entrance examination in City A. Zou Weichen has been an excellent student since childhood...

After several long paragraphs of praise, Zhang listed all the national, provincial, and municipal competition awards and honors that Zou Weichen had won in the past three years.

"I got full marks in the math exam."

Shan Yun read all the content on the promotional column. Even Jiang Zhe, whom he had just met, appeared on the promotional column, winning various basketball awards.

Shan Yun couldn't help but sigh at the high quality of the boys here, both excellent and handsome.

He looked up at the school gate. Although he didn't know what his life would be like in the future, he felt much more at ease now and had some expectations for school life.

Now that we are here, we should make the best of it.

After returning home, Shan Yun gave the shoes he bought to his grandmother. Seeing his grandmother's happy expression repeatedly admiring them, Shan Yun also felt happy unconsciously. He glanced at the stairs and thought of the photo that occupied half of the billboard, and asked:

"Grandma, the boy yesterday was called Zou Weichen. Who is he?"

Grandma didn't quite understand what Shan Yun said. She looked at Shan Yun, who thought again and again, "Should it be Wei Chen? Xiao Zou? Xiao Wei? Xiao Chen?"

Hearing the word "Xiao Chen" and watching Shan Yun running down the stairs, he suddenly understood and said with a smile: "Xiao Chen, the kid next door decorated your room."

"Are you saying that he decorated my room?" Although Shan Yun was not used to his grandmother's Mandarin, he still understood the meaning of the words.

Grandma nodded.

Shan Yun was very surprised when he saw the layout of the room for the first time. It was the first unexpected thing since he came here. But the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was.

He guessed that he might be preparing to start a new campus life, and his tangled psychology was still playing tricks on him, so he didn't dig deeper.

On the last day of the holiday, Shan Yun still got up early. Maybe because it was Sunday, not many people bought breakfast. There were basically no people at this time. He simply sat on a small stool by the door in the stall and enjoyed his grandmother's cooking.

"Grandma Xu..."

A familiar voice rang out, and Shan Yun stood up suddenly, startling Zou Weichen who was standing in front of the steamed bun stall.

Zou Weichen took a look inside, then returned his gaze to Shan Yun's face and took off the headphones hanging on his head.

"Don't look anymore, grandma is in the kitchen, what do you want to buy?"

"Four vegetable buns." The tone was a little unnatural.

Shan Yun pulled off a packaging bag, but then stopped. He stared at Zou Weichen and said, "If you want me to sell you buns, you can answer a question first."

Zou Weichen tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of doubt.

Shan Yun looked at the person in front of him. He was still wearing the same shorts and shirt as yesterday, with a towel and headphones hanging around his neck. Not only was he not shaking, but there was sweat on his forehead.

This guy is so thin, yet he is so resistant to freezing.

"That." Shan Yun retracted his gaze and returned to the topic, "You clearly saw me surrounded by people yesterday, why didn't you help? Are you still holding a grudge?"

"Hmm?" Zou Weichen raised his eyes and looked at Shan Yun, his eyes full of confusion.

Shan Yun didn't really want to question him, he just wanted to see how this legendary top scorer in the college entrance examination would answer him. When he saw the other party's expression of confusion and a little bit of grievance when he said this, Shan Yun wanted to tease him.

"Yesterday's dark alley." Shan Yun leaned against the door, looked at the other person leisurely, and gave a hint, "Is it because you didn't treat you well the day before yesterday, and caused Baozi to misunderstand you yesterday morning, that you didn't help me?"

Zou Weichen suddenly realized what was going on, and quickly regained his composure, saying calmly, "Because, it's not necessary."

"What do you mean you don't need it? Are you scared..." Shan Yun pouted and kept muttering, deliberately getting angry at Zou Weichen for being unfair and not being brave enough to do what is right, but she still opened the steamer and put buns in it for him.

Zou Weichen put his hands on his lips and coughed twice before taking the buns handed to him by Shan Yun. "I know those people. They are not bad students."

"I don't know." Shan Yun muttered, then waved his hands, "Forget it, forget it, since you helped me decorate the room, I will at least not bother with you."

Shan Yun stood by the door with his arms folded across his chest. After he finished speaking, he did not forget to glance at the other party, with an attitude of being magnanimous and forgiving, and having a broad mind.

"You're welcome. It's not for nothing anyway." Zou Weichen said as he raised his hand to hang the headset on his ear and waved, "Let's go."

What does he mean by this?

Shan Yun was confused. Did grandma give him wages? No, that didn't seem right.

He couldn't guess what Zou Weichen meant, so he leaned his head out and shouted, "Hey, what do you mean?" As soon as he finished speaking, the photo album on the bookshelf flashed through his mind.

Shan Yun then realized what the unspeakable bad feeling in his heart was when he heard that it was Zou Weichen who helped him decorate the room last night, and he also understood what Zou Weichen meant.

That album contained all kinds of ugly and embarrassing photos of him, such as crying, running away after getting an injection, performing in a short skirt, etc.

And his nude photos.

By the time Shan Yun reacted, Zou Weichen had disappeared.

That's not what he meant. He probably hasn't seen the photo album, and he wouldn't look through other people's things for no reason, right?

However, with such an obvious photo album, how could he not be curious and open it to take a look? The things on the bookshelf were obviously put there by him, and the photo album must have passed through his hands, and he must have looked at it!

"Oh my, did he read it?!"

Shan Yun closed the photo album and fell on the bed. Ever since Zou Weichen said that morning, he had been flipping through the album again and again, wondering whether Zou Weichen had ever looked at his photo album.

He was a man who cared about his reputation, and he would never embarrass himself in front of others. Shan Yun threw the photo album on the corner of the bed, turned over, and recalled Zou Weichen's expression when he said that in the morning, which was obviously intended to suppress his pride.

"Xiao Yun, it's time to eat. Come down quickly. Jixiang is back." Aunt Ji's loud voice came from the first floor.

Shan Yun just remembered that Aunt Ji had invited them and their grandson to her house for dinner today to celebrate his and Jixiang's start of school.

Shan Yun put the photo album back on the bookshelf.

"It's just a few childhood nude photos, there's nothing to be afraid of. Besides, he has already graduated, and I won't be able to see him when school starts again." After thinking this way, Shan Yun felt that he was worrying too much, and went downstairs to eat without worry, and went to get to know Aunt Ji's son.

Jixiang is the name Shan Yun has heard the most since he came here. Aunt Ji always mentions him every time she sees Shan Yun. To be honest, Shan Yun is quite curious about what kind of boy Jixiang is. Does he look like a mascot like his name?

The moment he stepped into Aunt Ji's house, Shan Yun finally saw Jixiang, whom he had heard of but had never seen in person. He was just as tall as Shan Yun's neck, a little fat, with a chubby face, a baby face, very cute, and indeed lived up to his name, quite like a mascot.

Jixiang is a very outgoing person. At the dinner table, the two exchanged a few pleasantries. After a few bites of rice, he pulled Shan Yun aside and started chatting like brothers.

Although he was not tall, he never stopped talking once he started. He did not treat Shan Yun as someone he had just met. After the meal, Shan Yun not only knew the personality traits of each teacher in M ​​High School, but also learned about some major events in the school and even all kinds of gossip about some future classmates.

Of course, this cannot be separated from the fact that Zou Weichen became the top scorer in the science subject of the city’s college entrance examination last year.

"What kind of person is Zou Weichen you mentioned?"

I don’t know if it’s because Zou Weichen is the person of the same age that Shan Yun has the most contact with since coming here, or because of the small hidden danger of the photo album, Shan Yun didn’t even think twice and consulted Jixiang, the so-called M-tall gossip king, about Zou Weichen.

"How do you know Zou Weichen?"

"Why this reaction? Is it strange to know him?"