Mimemimemimemimemimemimemimemimebao! "Yuan Xiaoyang!" Someone patted Yuan Xiaoyang on the shoulder from behind, "Are you here?"

When he turned around, he saw Tang Jixiang standing behind with a smile. Yuan Xiaoyang finally saw a familiar person and breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Jixiang put his shoulder affectionately and said, "Try to play as much as possible, I'll invite you today."

Yuan Xiaoyang nodded uncomfortably and asked, "Where is the homework?"

"Oh yes, I forgot everything." Tang Jixiang went to get the homework, "You can just write it casually, just finish it."

Tang Jixiang threw the homework to Yuan Xiaoyang and left. Yuan Xiaoyang asked him where Liu Lang was, but he didn't know. Yuan Xiaoyang stood there with his homework and was at a loss.

In addition to the singing people, there were also dancing, playing cards, drinking, and there were also crowds playing game consoles in the corner. There were people everywhere, but Yuan Xiaoyang couldn't find 6 Lang.

"Sorry." Yuan Xiaoyang stopped a girl.

He saw the girl with a black shawl. Judging from her back, the hot man seemed to be simpler than other dyed people. But unexpectedly, the other party turned his head and saw that she had exquisite and mature makeup, and she was still holding a cigarette in her mouth. She looked like Yuan Xiaoyang was not from the same world as Yuan Xiaoyang.

"Do you know where...6Lang is?"

"Lang Ge?" The girl looked at Yuan Xiaoyang and pointed at the sand side casually, "It seems that you are there, you can find it yourself."

"Thank you." Yuan Xiaoyang nodded to the other party and walked towards the sand.

The sand in the private room was very big, and it was in a concave shape. Yuan Xiaoyang saw Liu Lang sitting at the corner of the sand.

"Sorry... I borrowed it for a while." Yuan Xiaoyang pulled the strap of his schoolbag and said to the person sitting on the side of the sand.

Someone moved his feet away for Yuan Xiaoyang, and some people looked at Yuan Xiaoyang without any response. Yuan Xiaoyang was sideways and crossed his legs, and passed a pair of men and women who were kissing each other on the sand. They finally squeezed himself to Liu Lang's side.

"6 Long!"

There was no one around 6 Lang, and Yuan Xiaoyang sat down on 6 Lang's left hand. 6 Lang looked stinky. When he saw him coming, he didn't even raise his eyes, but just raised his feet to play with his cell phone.

The lights in the private room were dim, and the light from the phone faintly illuminated Liulang's gloomy face from bottom to top, which made Yuan Xiaoyang tremble.

From the first moment when Yuan Xiaoyang entered the private room, Liu Lang kept looking at Yuan Xiaoyang.

He didn't know if Yuan Xiaoyang was blind or what. He turned on the lights for himself. Yuan Xiaoyang had to ask people to know where he was? Was he deliberately pretending not to see him, or was he just trying to talk to someone else?

6 When you think about it, the more you think about it, the more angry you become.

After thinking about this, he thought of the fact that Yuan Xiaoyang promised to do his homework for Tang Jixiang yesterday.

I promised to help him do his homework in order to repay his kindness. Why did Tang Jixiang write to Tang Jixiang after he said that? Just for that little money?

6Lang has always been accustomed to being willful and can get angry for small things.

For him, the kitten he coaxed to meow at others could make him unhappy, let alone a person as big as Yuan Xiaoyang.

6 Lang didn't even look at Yuan Xiaoyang, and said coldly: "Why are you sitting here? There is no place next to you?"

Yuan Xiaoyang said: "I only know you."

"Don't you still know Tang Jixiang? Go and find him."

"But I still just want to sit with you." Yuan Xiaoyang looked up and smiled at Liu Lang, "You are the best person, sit next to you with peace of mind."

If everyone has nemesis, then Yuan Xiaoyang is the nemesis of 6 Lang.

The previous second, 6 Lang was still angry. When he heard Yuan Xiaoyang say that others were good, his anger was inexplicably relieved, and even the question changed: "Then are you still doing your homework for him? Isn't it enough to write mine?"

After being asked this, Yuan Xiaoyang laughed again.

There was a lot of noise around him. He was afraid that Liu Lang would not be able to hear clearly, so he came to Liu Lang's ear and whispered: "It takes money to buy a tutoring book. You can write the questions given by the teachers in other classes and get the money. Of course I have to write them... I will write them for you because you are nice to me, otherwise why would I do the same questions twice?"

After saying that, he mysteriously made a "shhh" gesture toward 6 Lang, indicating that 6 Lang could not tell others.

"Freak." 6 Lang turned his head away and rubbed his ears with a straight face, feeling his ears hot.

6 Lang's little emotion was solved, and Yuan Xiaoyang began to solve Tang Jixiang's homework on the spot.

The people Tang Jixiang and Zhou Qiang found were either rich second generation or a bunch of gangsters. They were playing around with the table. Yuan Xiaoyang tried to move a free space for himself to do his homework, but he didn't dare to touch other people's things casually. Finally, he simply put his schoolbag on his knees, took a book and started writing.

Singing, laughter, smoke and wine filled the box, and there were things that stimulated the senses everywhere.

On the right hand side of Yuan Xiaoyang is 6 Lang, on the left hand side is the man and woman who are still kissing passionately, and above his head are colorful ball lamps that are constantly changing colors. However, he is unmoved, as if he is sitting in a classroom, and opens the book and enters the world of exercises.

6 Lang glanced at Yuan Xiaoyang secretly and felt admiration for a good student for the first time.

Under such lights, he was confused when he looked at his phone, but Yuan Xiaoyang could still write mathematics, which was not something that ordinary willpower could do.

At this moment, Yuan Xiaoyang in his eyes emitted a slight light.

"Does Lang Ge want to sing?" Several people came over, "I really want to listen to you singing, come on!"

6 Lang moved his gaze away from Yuan Xiaoyang, and returned to the screen of his phone, without even looking at those people. Those people were bored and went to sing themselves.

After a while, a few more people came and called 6 Lang to play cards.

This group of people are familiar with Liu Lang, so Liu Lang has a better attitude and tells them with a blank expression that they are not in the mood today and go play with them.

People came and went, and Yuan Xiaoyang turned the page and continued to write.

6 Lang didn't sing and didn't want to play cards. He felt bored after playing with his mobile phone for a while, so he had to play with Yuan Xiaoyang.

Yuan Xiaoyang is a left-handed person, so he pulled Yuan Xiaoyang's right hand to see if the handwriting on it is still there. The handwriting is no longer there. I don't know what method Yuan Xiaoyang used to wash it off. After pinching it for a long time, I couldn't tell what it was.

After finishing playing with his hands, 6 Lang went to pull Yuan Xiaoyang's head again.

A roll is a very magical thing. You can pick up one piece and touch it. When you touch the bend, you will feel a special touch, which makes you never get tired of touching it, just like pinching bubble paper.

6Lang pulled the wool for the first time yesterday, but he had no experience. Today, after more experience, he began to look for the curly hair that has the best feel.

Yuan Xiaoyang was tilted to the side, but he was still very focused and unaffected.

Yuan Xiaoyang looked at Liu Lang and blinked, like a chick that had just broken her shell.

6 Lang felt what a laugh and crying mood meant, and asked, "What do you want to do? Can you say something through the door?"

Yuan Xiaoyang smiled shyly and said, "I think it's better to say things in front of you."

"What is so important?"

"I want your phone number."

6 Lang had a smile on his face, but after hearing this, the smile disappeared and looked at Yuan Xiaoyang with an expressionless face. Yuan Xiaoyang understood that he was unwilling and said softly: "You are in my house, I have to say to your family, don't worry them."

"No one will worry, even if I die, no one will pay attention."

6 Lang couldn't help but talk again, holding a gun and a stick, but Yuan Xiaoyang didn't fight him head-on, but continued to say gentlely and honestly: "They don't worry about you being bad for them, but we can't be rude and give others a message. And think about it, Aunt Chen will worry more about you if you don't go back."

“…”

"Be good, be obedient."

6 Lang reluctantly told Yuan Xiaoyang the number. After saying that, he began to regret it and warned: "I don't care if I'm scolded, it's you who asked me."

"Call me if you scold me." Yuan Xiaoyang blinked, "At most, I'll be unhappy and tie you up and don't let you go home, and I'll tear you up the ticket!"

After getting the phone number, Yuan Xiaoyang shrank his head back with a "bloody" and left 6 Lang standing there thoughtfully.

He did not forget what he did to Yuan Xiaoyang yesterday, but Yuan Xiaoyang has always been too kind to him, which temporarily made the awkward atmosphere disappear. Now that the matter at home is brought up, the embarrassing emotions surge into Liu Lang's heart again.

As soon as he thought of Yuan Xiaoyang's obedient smile, he couldn't help but want to beat himself yesterday.

On the other side, Yuan Xiaoyang went to the old lady's house next door.

It was already past ten o'clock, but the old lady was still watching TV and watching TV shows. She asked Yuan Xiaoyang to call herself and wanted to say how long it took to say.

In this way, Yuan Xiaoyang broadcasts the 6 Lang family numbers while the TV series is used as the background sound.

It was getting late, but the phone was answered in just a few seconds. Yuan Xiaoyang originally thought it would be Aunt Chen's call, but he didn't expect that when it was answered, there was a 6 Yan voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"!"

It is fake to say that Yuan Xiaoyang is not afraid of 6 Yan, but after calling, he still said what he wanted to say.

"Hello, I'm Yuan Xiaoyang, I'm sorry to bother you so late."

"What's up?"

"That's right. 6 Lang is going to spend the night at my house today. I'll report with you."

"Why didn't he fight by himself?"

Yuan Xiaoyang felt the sharpness of Liu Yan and said softly: "He is uncomfortable, so I'll go to bed first."

"Discomfortable?" 6 on the other end of the phone paused, "Are you sick? Or injured?"

"Just uncomfortable..."

"Didn't go to the hospital? Where are you staying? I'll pick him up now."

Yuan Xiaoyang quickly explained a few more words, saying that Liu Lang was not so bad that he wanted to go to the hospital, but he was in a very uncomfortable state. He finally gave up the idea of ​​Liu Yan coming.

6 Yan's speech was always hard, and he had to sting a few words from time to time, which made Yuan Xiaoyang very tired.

Yuan Xiaoyang also understood very well that 6 Yan was already polite to his tone. He could not imagine what 6 Yan usually said to 6 Lang.

Yuan Xiaoyang had something to say, but was afraid. The little lamb in his heart was so anxious that he lost his hair. But when he thought of Lu Lang's dejected look today, he finally plucked up the courage and thought that if he was scolded, he would be scolded. At worst, he would not go to Lu Lang's house in the future.

He took a deep breath and said, "Brother 6, can you... tell 6 Lang personally what you care about just now?"

Six on the other end of the phone was silent.

Yuan Xiaoyang shook his hands, even his voice trembled, and continued: "6 Lang will definitely feel better after listening to it. Don't scold him, he is already uncomfortable enough..."
Chapter completed!