"They can make people happy, play tricks and pretend to be stupid, and be filial to their parents. Although they open a mountain market to sell stones, drink and play cards, they are hooligans, and they are very appetizing."

"Why don't you agree? It's very good. "

"I'm not hungry enough to find a wild donkey to be my boyfriend."

Mr. Jiang was smiling.

"He's always looking for a sense of existence. He refuses. He turns his eyes away. He says I'm flattering. When I hit him, he calls out domestic violence. If I don't care about him, he can enjoy himself for a long time. I want to ask him where I attract him. Can't I change? But he said that he had been in love with me secretly for seven or eight years, and I couldn't provoke him. "

"How nice. I can't catch up with you."

"I have a headache when I see him. I'm so bored."

"It's time to cure your social phobia."

Fang Zheng snorted and glanced contemptuously at Mr. Jiang.

"It's like you don't have social phobia!"

"But I'm better than you. How well I play with children! You're an adult and children don't like it. "

"I don't like being surrounded!"

"Isn't that a long time ago? Do you still have psychological shadow? "

Mr. Jiang asked carefully, and Fang argued. He picked up the brush and put it on the back of his hand.

"Ask what? Are you not going to attend the autumn exhibition? Don't hurry to draw your picture

"There's someone in my family I can't draw. When are you leaving?"

Mr. Jiang went out to catch up with Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng raised his chin and snorted. He glanced at Mr. Jiang contemptuously.

"Jiangxiaobai, don't forget, I'm your benefactor!"

Mr. Jiang, Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai is very depressed. Why does he have a name for wine? Why did he save him and threaten him again and again when he was desperate.

What a smart man Xu Haodong is. He never left.

Fang Zheng is not a person who can make friends casually. In local words, he is too independent.

He is aloof and arrogant. He can't talk with anyone. He doesn't understand what he says, and he doesn't have the heart to listen to what others say.

So it's not easy to have a friend. Fang Zheng can't leave here and go to a big city in a rage. If he had this idea, why did he come back?

Xu Haodong also knows that this teacher Jiang is Fang Zheng's friend. He is waiting here to see if Fang Zheng is here.

All the way to follow, sneaking to the teacher Jiang's downstairs, Xu Haodong saw the Parthenocissus window sitting square fight, holding a cigarette lazily against.

Xu Haodong clenched his fist. That's great. Let's say that his kung fu is worthy of those who want to do it.

We have to raise our feet to find Fang Zheng, smash the door, shout him out, and then take him back.

Where to go, go home, what to live outside? I don't know if I'm worried about you at home.

Just about to go, I can't. I took my feet back again.

Why did Fang Zheng run? He took a bite of himself, which made him anxious. If you take Fangzheng back, you will be killed by Fangzheng today.

We should take circuitous tactics.

Anyway, I know he's here. Just stare at him every day and don't let him run any further.

There are places to eat, to drink, to live, and to be hungry. Xu Haodong is a little relieved. It seems that Fang Zhengbu is not stupid. He has not learned from those poets and artists in their pursuit of soul and freedom!

Fang Zheng has food, drink and shelter. Xu Haodong camped opposite Fang Zheng. He ate and lived in the car and looked at the window with a telescope every day.

He's waiting for people here. What he doesn't know is that some policeman is stalking him in plain clothes.

Fang Zheng doesn't know what's going on downstairs. He doesn't go out every day. He smokes and paints by the window.

After a rain, Jiang Xiaobai's plastic physique died in glory. After class, he went home to get wet and couldn't get up the next day. Seeing that he was very ill, he had to struggle to get up and go to class for the children. Fang Zhengyi slapped Jiang Xiaobai on the bed, and he went to class instead of Jiang Xiaobai.

After being surrounded by more than a dozen children aged five to ten, Fang Zheng felt that it was not human work. Finally, class was over, and Fang Zheng was not in the mood to draw.

After three days of class for Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai has no fever. It's 70% or 80%. As soon as Fang Zheng comes back from class, he sees Jiang Xiaobai stealing food.

"I'm going back."

Fang Zheng endured the headache of being quarreled by the children. When he came home, he found Xiaobai lazy and said that he would go back. If you don't clean up your easel, you have to go out when you pick up your clothes.

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