"Are you behind your ears? Twice at a time! "

Nanye of Song Dynasty kicked him angrily.

Jiangbeize kneaded his calves a little wrongly, "I don't have any."

"The name is! You can't remember it. You have to repeat it for the second time! "

"I didn't think you were assistant song's younger brother! Oh yes, my name, my name... "

Jiangbei Ze scratched his ears and said, looking at Song Nanye's face, and wisely diverging from the topic. What's the fear in his bones.

"My father asked fortune teller for my first name. My father said that my root is in muddy City, muddy city is in the north, and a North word in the middle presses my life. The meaning of water accumulation is Ze, which is equivalent to my last name. My second brother is a North generation like me."

With that, he looked at Song Nanye.

"And you? Why are you song Nanye? "

"I'm not as fastidious as you are. I was born in the south. I'm a stranger."

"Oh, oh..."

Jiangbeize nodded and said he believed.

"Can you sing?"

"Ah?"

Jiangbeize found that this person's thinking always jumps faster and he can't keep up with it.

Song Nanye frowned at once, and jiangbeize hurriedly waved, "you don't have to repeat it twice! I can't sing very well. I'm always out of tune. Follow my second brother. "

Second brother second brother second brother.

Song Nanye silently rolled his white eyes.

This kid can't leave his second brother for two words.

"I'll sing you a song. How do you listen?"

"Oh, yes."

"Cough."

Song Nanye cleared his throat and pinched the position of his Adam's apple.

Next second, his voice sounded, with a slight hoarseness and texture, like sand and stone, 16-year-old youth, voice inexplicably with a sense of vicissitudes through the years

"I'm in the south sun, with snow flying."

"You are in the cold night in the north, all the seasons are like spring."

When he finished these two sentences, he came to an abrupt end.

Jiangbeize still has some ideas, "good to hear, why not sing?"

"These two sentences are enough."

Then he got up.

The setting sun, which is the last light before dark, will soon be swallowed up and annihilated by the darkness.

"Ah, wait a minute --"

jiangbeize stood up together. He had never been so determined to see a person.

"Can you teach me --"

hmm? What do you teach him?

Nanye sword eyebrow of Song Dynasty picked out one and looked at it curiously, only to hear that guy complete the following two words, "fight."

"Teach you to fight? Are you sure

"Well, I have this. Look!"

As he spoke, jiangbeize hurriedly took out the wrinkled three hundred moves of Ninjutsu from his pocket.

He bought the book several years ago, kept it with him all the time, and occasionally read it twice to learn some moves.

Song Nanye rubbed his painful forehead. He didn't know how to describe him. "You, ha ha, are a wonderful flower."

"Well? What do you mean? "

"It means that I don't teach you."

Then he left.

The back is crisp with his voice.

……

Jiangbeize returns to the classroom.

Song Nanye is not in the classroom, and the "turmoil" in the class has subsided. As soon as he enters the door, the students all surround him and ask him how he is and where he has gone. Is he crying secretly.

"It's OK. Don't be afraid. The senior three's head teacher has been called a parent by the teaching director. I don't dare to come to you again!"

The squad leader who was injured by mistake now has a blue nose and swollen face, but he still comforts jiangbeize with his heart and soul.