After experiencing the past few days, although Lu Lang's thoughts have changed, they still look no different from usual.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Lu Lang was lying on the bed playing with his cell phone, while Yuan Xiaoyang, who was sitting next to the desk, was burying his head writing math homework.

"Aren't you tired of playing with your phone?" Lu Lang was tired of playing with it and looked at Yuan Xiaoyang bored.

Since Yuan Xiaoyang entered the door, he has not said half a word except for opening the book and saying a few words to Lu Lang, and he has not even raised his head.

The same is true now. After Lu Lang finished asking, he did not react at all, and his pen never stopped.

"Hey!" Lu Lang shouted, "Yuan Xiaoyang!"

"Ah? You call me?" Yuan Xiaoyang was startled and turned to look at Lu Lang.

Lu Lang sat by the bed and asked unhappyly: "Are you not tired of writing like this every day?"

Yuan Xiaoyang naturally replied: "I'm not tired of it."

"You have written those questions hundreds of times, aren't you tired of them?"

"I'm writing my homework for the third year now, which contains the questions they learned in the second year of high school, and some contents of the Protestant teaching during the summer tutoring of the third year. Of course I'm not tired of it."

"Freak..." Lu Lang couldn't understand Yuan Xiaoyang's thoughts, so he went up and flipped through the content written by Yuan Xiaoyang boredly. As expected, there was no formula that he could understand, "Then how did you write it before?"

"That man borrowed me his previous textbooks and tutoring books, and I wouldn't just read them."

Yuan Xiaoyang was happy when he thought of reading other people's tutoring books for free. He shook his head when he spoke, and even his curly hair shook his mood.

Lu Lang couldn't understand his mood at all, so he could only rub his hair casually.

"Do you still work part-time at the beginning of school?" Lu Lang sat next to Yuan Xiaoyang and read Yuan Xiaoyang's book casually. "If you work part-time like now, I think you don't have to go to class at all."

"School is about to start. Let's see how they adjust in the future. If they still want to continue class, I will quit the milk tea shop first. Otherwise, I will pick two or three days a week to continue working on the evening shift, and tutoring on weekends."

"Where did you get the time to study?"

"At that time, take some homework and treat homework as study."

Before meeting Yuan Xiaoyang, Lu Lang always thought that good students would study at their desks for twelve hours a day and do nothing except study. After meeting Yuan Xiaoyang, he realized that there were also good students like Yuan Xiaoyang who made money everywhere all day long and studied while earning money.

It was completely beyond his imagination.

Of course, seeing that Yuan Xiaoyang keeps moving like this every day, he still can't imagine how Yuan Xiaoyang survived it.

He looked at Yuan Xiaoyang who kept writing with his head down. Yuan Xiaoyang had a white face, a pointed chin, and a weak look. He grabbed Yuan Xiaoyang's hair and said, "Don't be exhausted, look at your white face."

Yuan Xiaoyang covered his hair and looked at him.

"Don't think too much! I'm just afraid that you will die before my eyes one day."

"oh……"

"Oh what?" Lu Lang closed Yuan Xiaoyang's book, pointed at the bed, and said, "Go up and lie down."

"No, I still want to write." Yuan Xiaoyang spread the book out again.

"Let's go lie down, how comfortable it is." Lu Lang closed the book again.

"I've only written for an hour!"

"You have written for an hour!"

Lu Lang didn't care, and he was about to pull him out of the chair with his waist around Yuan Xiaoyang. Yuan Xiaoyang refused to follow him and pulled the chair and the two began a tug-of-war.

Suddenly Lu Lang's cell phone rang, Yuan Xiaoyang was startled and his hand naturally released. Lu Lang took the opportunity to pick him up in the waist, walked to the edge of the bed and threw it onto the bed.

The bed was very elastic. Yuan Xiaoyang was thrown up and bounced twice, and then Lu Lang covered his head with a quilt.

Lu Lang sat on the quilt, and underneath it was Yuan Xiaoyang, and he answered the phone.

"What are you doing? You'll be killed after being called so early?"

Yuan Xiaoyang in the quilt reached out and pinched Lu Lang's foot. Lu Lang couldn't help but whine, and raised his foot to step on Yuan Xiaoyang's hand, but Yuan Xiaoyang had already shrunk his hand back.

Lu Lang slapped the quilt hard and continued, "It's okay, I just thought someone had snatched me... It's not a ghost! No! No! No girl! Don't worry!"

I don’t know who it was on the other end of the phone, and Yuan Xiaoyang hid in the quilt and couldn’t hear it, but it was probably Tang Jixiang. The quilt was warm, and Lu Lang sat on it a little heavy, but inexplicably comfortable. Yuan Xiaoyang twisted.

"You are going out to play again? You have nothing to do all day, right? I? You wait."

The quilt was suddenly lifted open, Lu Lang's face came over and whispered: "Tang Jixiang and the others are going to sing again, are you going?"

"You go."

"You just say you're going or not."

Yuan Xiaoyang thought for a moment, and Lu Lang said again: "If you don't fight, just have fun, just like last time."

Yuan Xiaoyang understood Lu Lang's meaning a little. Lu Lang made up his mind to make less trouble a few days ago. Now that my friend has made an appointment, he is not sure whether to go or not, so he asked him.

Lu Lang didn't understand it, but Yuan Xiaoyang thought about it. He knew that Lu Lang had been used to playing since he was a child, so it might be possible to prevent him from going out to fight, but it was impossible to prevent him from going out to play. What's more, if it was just like last time, it would be fine, anyway, Lu Lang had just changed places to play with his mobile phone.

Although he didn't understand what was fun that way, since Lu Lang really wanted to change, it was his duty as a friend to accompany Lu Lang to slowly adjust.

Yuan Xiaoyang nodded, Lu Lang left again, and continued, "I'll go, Yuan Xiaoyang will go too."

Yuan Xiaoyang twisted again, Lu Lang helped him dig a hole in the quilt and breathe, and got off him. Lu Lang said: "Well, he is next to him, don't... just do his homework, otherwise what else can he do?"

Lu Lang and Tang Jixiang had a chat, and Yuan Xiaoyang was sleeping in the quilt and listened. He was a little sleepy when he listened.

When Lu Lang finished the phone call, he leaned his head to the quilt hole to look at it, the lamb in the hole was already asleep. Lu Lang laughed silently and lay down on the side.

At two o'clock, Lu Lang finally appeared with Yuan Xiaoyang.

"What are you two doing? You are here now?" Tang Jixiang looked at the two of them with satisfaction and felt very suspicious.

"Sleep." Lu Lang slept for a long time and felt cheerful, "Otherwise, can you do it?"

However, this is even more suspicious to Tang Jixiang.

Today's party was changed to a place to Tang Jixiang's store, which is also a KTV. Lu Lang chose a place with plenty of light and asked Yuan Xiaoyang to sit in first.

The two of them slept in the dark just now, and they fell asleep after lunch, and are now hungry.

"Look at what you want to eat." Lu Lang stuffed the menu to Yuan Xiaoyang. Yuan Xiaoyang flipped over the price, pushed the menu back when he saw the price, and whispered: "Don't be hungry."

"Aren't you hungry? Who was the one who fell asleep immediately after saying he didn't sleep?" Lu Lang disagreed, but stopped asking him, ordered a snack for two people, and ordered a glass of milk for Yuan Xiaoyang.

Seeing that the two of them didn't deal with others as soon as they came, Tang Jixiang gathered together to whisper. After that, Yuan Xiaoyang took out the book again, and Lu Lang handed him the phone, asking him not to light up enough and turn on the light himself.

"I can't tell." Tang Jixiang hit Lu Lang with his foot, "It turns out that you are the type who loves your wife."

"Ah?" Lu Lang didn't know what he was talking about.

"I've never seen anyone you are so gentle to. Sure enough, my wife is different."

"Gentle? Wife?" Lu Lang gave Tang Jixiang a blank look, "Are you blind? Do I want me to dig it out for you to treat it?"

Tang Jixiang looked at Lu Lang with a smile without saying a word, as if he was just watching Lu Langkou quietly.

Lu Lang was seen by his eyes, and he didn't know what to say. He turned around and wanted Yuan Xiaoyang to speak for him, but he thought the topic was too idiotic, as if he was insulting Yuan Xiaoyang's IQ and exposing his IQ, so he turned around and looked at Zhou Qiang sitting next to him.

"Zhou Qiang, tell me what did Tang Jixiang say just now!"

Zhou Qiang held a wine glass in his hand. After hearing Lu Lang's words, he raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Xiaoyang indifferently, and said, "I don't believe you just have that kind of look."

Zhou Qiang was obviously on his side, but after hearing this, Lu Lang felt that it was uncomfortable to listen to it.

"Hey, I forgot to ask you, what did you and your brother do again last time?" Tang Jixiang said, "I almost scared me to death when I received his call in the middle of the night, and my phone was thrown away."

Tang Jixiang has been playing with Lu Lang since he was a child, so he naturally knew the grudges between Lu Lang and his brother. Moreover, as a naughty child, he was beaten up by Lu Yan many times when he was a child. Whenever Lu Yan was talking about it, he sat upright.

"How else can it be done?" Lu Lang felt uncomfortable when he mentioned his brother, so he took a bottle of wine to drink. "Anyway, he always looks like he has something wrong, and I think he has something wrong."

"And what? The phone calls have found me, and you ran away?"

Lu Lang responded casually, and did not say where he was going.

"What's the result? He didn't have a jail time?"

"No, that's it."

Lu Lang didn't want to mention what happened to him and his brother to the other person, let alone what happened to him and his brother. For a sixteen or seven-year-old, it's awkward to admit his transformation.

"Hey, will you come tonight?" Zhou Qiang suddenly said, "I need someone."

"Zhou Qiang, don't you? You want to kill Lu Lang, so he has just finished his fight with his brother. If he continues to fight, he will be confined." Tang Jixiang couldn't stand it.

Lu Lang didn't expect that the most troublesome thing he had come so soon, and wanted to reduce the chance of causing trouble, but in the blink of an eye the opportunity came to the door again. He didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to say that he didn't want to do it anymore, and he said irritably: "You can't find someone else? Do you have to find me?"

Zhou Qiang took another sip of wine and asked, "You just want to say you are a brother?"

Lu Lang was speechless.

Tang Jixiang, who was standing beside him, saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong and wanted to find something to smooth things over.

Suddenly, Yuan Xiaoyang, who had been sitting next to him doing homework silently, spoke and said, "Lu Lang, don't forget that you and your brother made an appointment to have dinner tonight."

Is this true? Lu Lang was shocked in an instant, but then he understood what Yuan Xiaoyang meant and said in a word: "I haven't forgotten, how dare I forget it?" After that, he glanced at Zhou Qiang.

Even though Zhou Qiang was stubborn, he was still a person who had a psychological shadow on Lu Yan. After all, he recognized this without expression.
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