Chapter 196 Luo Qiang
Chapter 196 Luo Qiang
Hearing this, Zheng Yifeng did not show any anger like he did when facing his brother. All he felt at this moment was deep numbness.
His stepmother scolded him for seven years, but she also raised him for seven years. Zheng Yifeng couldn't think of a way to change his stepmother and could only silently endure the scolding, but he felt that at least he could change his younger brother, after all, his younger brother was still young.
In fact, when it comes down to it, the person Zheng Yifeng least knows how to change is... himself. Over the past seven years, he seems to have really turned his life into a mess, just as his stepmother scolded him.
The young man, whose looks were no less than those of a celebrity, raised his head, took a deep breath, and then put his phone away.
If you ask him if he hates his stepmother, Zheng Yifeng's answer is probably no.
He only hated the man who had disappeared inexplicably for seven years, abandoned his 10-year-old son and pregnant wife, and had no idea where in the world he was now.
Fortunately, his second uncle has taken on part of the "father" role over the years, but his second uncle is very busy and the only thing he can do is give money, so Zheng Yifeng is never short of money.
"Zheng Yifeng."
A voice came from the side. The boy turned his head, but was slightly stunned at this moment.
Su Miaomiao also looked at Zheng Yifeng in surprise.
Today she was wearing a white gauze dress, a pair of beige flat leather shoes, cute white lace socks, and a thick, long black braid draped over one side of her shoulder.
Su Miaomiao had a violin bag slung across her chest, and her outfit today looked much more youthful and lovely than usual.
But this 17-year-old boy was wearing a mature and handsome black suit and an elegant bow tie.
Both of them looked at each other in surprise, seeing their temperament had changed drastically today.
Zheng Yifeng smiled, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, avoiding the teacher's gaze, and said: "Oh I...my uncle just took me to a banquet."
"Really? You look really handsome in this outfit." Su Miaomiao smiled sweetly at him.
Zheng Yifeng was just about to say, "Teacher, you look very beautiful today," but Su Miaomiao turned and walked towards the security guard at the gate. Zheng Yifeng swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth in embarrassment.
The two entered the campus, and because it was a weekend afternoon, there were almost no people in the school.
Zheng Yifeng followed behind the teacher, staring at Su Miaomiao's pigtails in a daze. Su Miaomiao turned her head to look at him, and the boy naturally looked away.
"Zheng Yifeng, you only have half a year left at No. 7 Middle School. Are you reluctant to leave?"
Su Miaomiao asked in a sweet voice. She really didn't do it on purpose, her tone was just like that.
Is it possible that I am asking the wrong person to ask this question, as someone who has been sleeping in school for two and a half years? Zheng Yifeng murmured self-deprecatingly in his heart.
But he still nodded: "I can't bear to leave."
Although he has slept here for two and a half years, there are still people and things he is reluctant to leave.
For some reason, Zheng Yifeng thought of Lu Yuanqiu at this moment.
He felt that Lu Yuanqiu had changed a lot this semester. He even felt that Lu Yuanqiu's changes had subtly influenced him, just like that basketball game.
That basketball game gave Zheng Yifeng a rare experience of what it was like to fight side by side with friends.
Su Miaomiao said with emotion: "I can't bear to part with it either."
"Hmm? Teacher, you..."
Su Miaomiao smiled and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, I will go to Zhucheng for graduate studies next year. I may change my career in the future, but after all, I have been in No. 7 Middle School for a year, and I am reluctant to leave."
Zheng Yifeng was stunned, and hadn't recovered yet. At this time, Su Miaomiao tugged at the bag of her violin and said to him, "So, although I don't really want to perform on stage, when I think of this as my farewell performance at No. 7 Middle School, it seems natural."
"Then I...I will try my best to cooperate with you, teacher." "Stupid, isn't this your farewell performance? We are cooperating with each other."
"Oh yeah, I forgot."
Zheng Yifeng lowered his head and smiled. Su Miaomiao suddenly felt that this student's smile was very nice, which made her think of the four words "gentle as jade".
The two walked towards the piano room, and Zheng Yifeng suddenly saw a large Christmas tree standing among the green plants next to the senior high school teaching building, which made it stand out from the crowd.
"Why is there a Christmas tree?"
Su Miaomiao didn't see it. She looked in the direction Zheng Yifeng pointed and moved closer to Zheng Yifeng. The young man looked at the woman's pigtails and white neck and forgot to step back for a moment.
He thought that if the end of the world happened at this moment, he would open his arms and hug the person in front of him without hesitation.
Su Miaomiao said, "Oh... Christmas is this month, I guess the school wants to organize some kind of event."
After she finished speaking, she didn't hear any response from the boy, so she turned around and found that the boy's eyes had just moved away from her.
As if she thought of something, Su Miaomiao couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, stop looking, let's go to the piano room."
"Ah."
……
Dangtu Road, Dancing Youth dance clothing store.
"Hello? Hello, is this Mr. Lu Yuanqiu? The dance costume has been delivered to the store. I will send someone to deliver it to you according to the address you left at the time, and then please pay the balance when the time comes. OK, OK, OK."
After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged proprietress with a good temperament packed the ballet costume box and reminded the man next to her: "Don't forget to ask the other party for the final payment after you deliver it."
"Don't worry, Sister Ran. I've been running errands for your store for many years. Nothing will go wrong."
The man next to him responded with a smile.
The man looked at a fat boy who was sitting on the sofa in the store and quietly writing a test paper, and asked the proprietress in a low voice:
"Sister Ran, I remember Luo Qiang was very lively when he was little. Why is he getting quieter and quieter as he grows older? He didn't even say hello to me when he saw me just now."
The proprietress, known as Sister Ran, turned her head to look at her son and couldn't help but sigh.
She said to the man, "Something happened to this child when he was in elementary school, and he's been keeping it to himself."
"What's the matter?"
"Why are you asking so many questions?"
The man lay on the counter, peeling an orange with a smile, and said, "What's our relationship? I also watched Xiaoqiang grow up. I will try to enlighten him when I understand him. His father passed away early, so I am also his godfather..."
An ugly person wants to be pretty... The proprietress looked at the man in front of her.
But what the man said makes sense. Her son doesn't like to communicate with her, so maybe she could find someone else to help him out.
The lady boss said, "When he was in fourth grade, he liked a girl in his class and stole her toy. It seemed to be a... tumbler, right? Well, aren't all little boys like this?"
"Yeah, at that age, little boys like to bully whoever they like. What's wrong with that?"
"That's not the problem. The problem is that the girl's brother came to our house that night to ask for toys. Luo Qiang was scolded by him, and then Luo Qiang knew that he was wrong. After the brother left, he chased out to explain to the girl's brother, but the result was..."
(End of this chapter)