"Hey, is it Xiaotian? I am your Uncle Sheng." Sheng Mingyang, who was on the other end of the phone, thought that someone had changed, and immediately became much more polite.

Sheng Wang looked around and replied, "Hello Uncle Sheng, I am your son Sheng Wang."

Sheng Mingyang: “…”

"Go to yours." Sheng Mingyang asked angrily, "Didn't you say you gave Xiaotian the phone?"

"I handed it, but others are gone."

"What does it mean?" Sheng Mingyang was obviously stunned, "What does it mean that people are gone?"

"Not in the classroom anyway."

Sheng Mingyang took off his cell phone and whispered to someone a few times, and then said to Sheng Wang: "Have a wait and then hang up, I'll ask your Aunt Jiang."

Sheng Wang rolled his eyes and threw his cell phone back on the table.

A few classmates walked here before, as if they wanted to talk to him about the exam. Seeing him calling, they stopped and said hello and left first.

In just a few minutes, there was only one Sheng Wang left in the classroom.

He lifted his schoolbag strap boredly, and listened to the noisy voices gradually faded away like the tide. From the corridor to the stairs, then disappeared, and the entire top floor became quiet.

He looked at the phone screen that continued to display "on the call" and suddenly remembered that it was the same when he was a child. At that time, his mother had just passed away. Maybe because she was afraid that he would think a lot, Sheng Mingyang insisted on picking him up at school every day.

The critical period of business is always busy and chaotic. Sheng Mingyang is often late, and Sheng Wang is waiting while doing his homework. Every time his homework is finished and his students are gone, Sheng Mingyang can arrive and help him carry his schoolbag and apologize for a short time.

Later, with the driver Xiao Chen, Sheng Wang rarely had to wait. Later, he protested several times, and Sheng Mingyang rarely called him "Wangzi".

The sound of high heels suddenly sounded in the corridor, and Sheng Wang came back to his senses and looked over. He saw a figure with long straight hair passing by the window. Just looking at his demeanor, he knew it was their English teacher Yang Jing.

Sheng Wang has been here for the past three days, but he has never attended English classes but is most impressed by this teacher. Because the old guys in Class A have become more jealous when talking about "Jing". When he heard the four words "Sister Jing is looking for you", his face turned pale.

Just listening to oral narration, Sheng Wang thought that the person who taught them English was a yaksha.

Later, when I saw someone, I found that it was not. Yang Jing was tall and thin, her facial features were not very beautiful, and her cheekbones were a little tall, but when she stood in the crowd, she was definitely the most conspicuous one.

Twist twist.

Yang Jing walked over and retreated, and raised her chin and knocked on the door.

"Jing——" Sheng Wang has been brainwashed for a long time and almost blurted out "Sister Jing", but fortunately he stopped the car: "Teacher Yang."

"Yeah." Yang Jing asked: "Have you left yet? What are you doing?"

She speaks fast and always raises her chin slightly. It looks like interrogation when she says good words from her.

However, Sheng Wang was not afraid of the teacher, and smiled and said, "I'm waiting for someone."

"Oh." Yang Jing glanced at his desk, "I'm so brave. Just put my phone under my nose?"

Sheng Wang was stunned, grabbed his cell phone and handed it over without saying a word.

The young master pretended to be good. Yang Jing raised her slender eyebrows high, first glanced around the empty classroom, then looked at him and said, "What are you doing for me? I'm not the surname Xu, so I'll send it to the Political and Education Department myself."

After saying that, she walked away in her high heels.

Sheng Wang put his phone back on the table and was about to let go when the person inside said "feed".

"Here, say." Sheng Wang should be very perfunctory.

"Jiang Ou called him."

"Who to call?" Sheng Wang almost didn't react, and then said "Oh", "Jiang Tian, ​​he brought his cell phone? I can't tell that he is brave enough."

Sheng Mingyang said angrily: "Who will you snatch? I will call you brother in the future."

"Impossible, don't think about it." Without anyone else, Sheng Wang replied very directly.

Sheng Mingyang was very comfortable with his son. Sheng Wang refused to call him, so he changed his name first: "Jiang Ou said that your brother was called to the office by the teacher."

I……

Sheng Wang made a bold statement with his mouth shape.

"If you don't make a sound, I don't know what you want to say?" Sheng Mingyang teased him, "Okay, come back with Uncle Xiao Chen first."

"Oh, don't wait?" Sheng Wang asked coldly.

He vaguely heard Jiang Ou whisper over there: "Maybe it's a competition or something else. It used to be like this. It's 11 o'clock when you get home. Don't let Xiao Wang wait, come back quickly."

Which teacher is so capable? He spent 11 o'clock with him? Sheng Wang carried his schoolbag and walked towards the door while wondering.

"Okay, you go back first. I'll let Xiao Chen run later." Sheng Mingyang said, and then reminded: "Say hello to your brother before leaving."

dream.

Sheng Wang slapped the classroom lights and hung up the phone without saying a word.

The way downstairs he had to pass the office. He was dreaming, but when he passed by, he still looked in a sloppy look. He saw that all five heads in the office were stuffed, and there were either papers or lesson plans in front of him. As for Jiang Tian, ​​who was called to the office in the legend, there was no shadow.

Sheng Wang paused and his head was full of question marks: Did some people not collude with others before saying nonsense? Aren’t they afraid of being exposed? Or... they were not in this office, but went to something else?

He looked around and wanted to ask the teacher, but Uncle Chen had sent a message saying that he was at the school gate and that he could not park for a long time.

So he hesitated for a few seconds and went downstairs.

The city's province is not the only focus of the first high school, but most of them are located in the suburbs, far away from the city and away from the crowd, and they look like they want to get into a monk.

The affiliated high school is a rare exception. It was founded early, and it found a Feng Shui treasure land in the center of the city, which lasted for 130 years. Later, the surrounding area became more and more prosperous. It surrounded a large forest along the teaching and accommodation areas, separating the noise from the outside.

The school named the forest and flowers and plants "Smart Garden", and the students called it "Magpie Bridge".

Adult couples in the world hold hands and hold hands on the road, while young couples in the early love in the temple can only crush mud in the forest in order to avoid siege and blockade. At night, they are really ghosts.

Sheng Wang came here for the past three days and was frightened by the haunted group several times.

There are several residential areas outside the school gate. The residents' composition is very simple, with only three types - the faculty and staff of our school, students of our school, and those who rent a house to accompany us.

Sheng Wang walked out of the school gate along the haunted road and saw Uncle Chen rolling down the car window and making a gesture to him.

He stood by the school gate and waited for Xiao Chen to turn the front of the car. Suddenly, he heard people coming from the downstairs of the residential building not far away. The lights in that place seemed to be broken and flashed non-stop.

Sheng Wang vaguely saw two shadows coming out of the unit building one after another and turning to the other road.

"The street lights are a bit bad, it's quite dark, why don't I go there with you."

"Need not."

He vaguely heard such a conversation, but he was not very clear between the community fence and the traffic. He only felt that the answering person was very cold, which sounded a little familiar at first.

"Xiao Wang." Uncle Chen called him.

Sheng Wang responded and walked towards the car.

Yu Guangzhong, the figures from the residential building seemed to turn around, but it might also be the illusion of shadows covering the trees. Sheng Wang sat in the back seat, his head against the window and wanted to take a nap.

When the lights blurred in his sight, he suddenly remembered why the sound sounded familiar, because it looked a little like Jiang Tian. But it was unlikely, why did Jiang Tian come here?

Sheng Wang woke up a little, and slowly drown in his sleepiness, and didn't think about it any more.

After all, whether it is Jiang Ou or Jiang Tian, ​​even though he lives under the same roof, he is just a guest from Sheng Mingyang and has nothing to do with him.

There are no major changes when newcomers live at home, but all the changes are all about details.

When Sheng Wang entered the door, Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou stood at the door, looking like they were waiting early, but the nanny who was usually there had already left.

He didn't even raise his eyelids and opened the shoe cabinet, but saw a row of unfamiliar shoes at the bottom. Some were sports styles similar to him, and some were women's shoes.

Since his mother passed away, it hasn't been a long time since such a thing appeared in the family.

"Your shoes are here." Sheng Mingyang bent down and picked up his slippers and handed them over, "I just got them for you."

Sheng Wang stood in front of the shoe cabinet with his eyes down for a while, then closed the cabinet door, squatted on the ground and untied his shoelaces.

"The phone is fine, why don't you ignore people when you enter?" Sheng Mingyang patted Jiang Ou's shoulder, pulled the fabric of her pants, and half-squatted down in front of Sheng Wang, asking, "I'm with Lao Xu today, oh, your director of the Political and Education Department on the phone. He said that my son performed well in school, and several teachers in the class liked you very much. He also heard that you did a good job in the exam yesterday?"

Hearing this, Sheng Wang paused his fingers when changing his shoes.

He looked up at Sheng Mingyang, straightened up and put his schoolbag on his shoulder and said, "It's pretty good, I failed the three-door."

After saying that, he passed by the two of them, raised his foot and went upstairs.

Sheng Mingyang and Jiang Ou looked at each other and froze awkwardly for a while.

"I just said it would be better not to stand here." Jiang Ou said.

"There must be a process of adapting." Sheng Mingyang heard the bedroom door on the second floor "slam" and sighed and said, "This kid is hard-hearted and soft-hearted. He can tell who is kind and who is bad. It's not aimed at you, he is..."

"I just miss my mother, I know." Jiang Ou said.

She glanced at the kitchen and said to Sheng Mingyang: "I won't serve the porridge, please give it to him."

"I must be still angry now, I won't open the door for me." Sheng Mingyang laughed dryly and said, "Who do you think that guy is not allowed to knock on the door and hang it for? Put the porridge there with warmth. He will come down to eat when he is hungry."

"I think there is something wrong with you and Xiao Wang's relationship..." Jiang Ou couldn't help but say.

"No, I've been together like this for many years." Sheng Mingyang said angrily.

Jiang Ou looked up with a little confidence.

"Stop watching, it's a trivial matter if you don't cry." Sheng Mingyang said confidently.

Jiang Ou: "???"
To be continued...