two-way cure

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, why are you out of the stall again today! Where's Mrs. Yang?" The aunt asked casually, staring at the pancakes she was making.

Without raising his head, the young man quickly made pancakes with his hands, scooped a spoonful of batter, poured it on the pan to draw a circle, and beat the eggs quickly while the pancakes were being baked. Needless to say.

Seeing that the boy didn't pay attention to her, the aunt was not angry, and continued to say to herself: "If I hadn't said it, the countries that people aid Africa don't give a lot of money, so why are you still dawdling around here?"

There was nothing wrong with what he said, but the tone was yin and yang. Yang Zhou didn't need to raise his head to know the aunt's expression. It was nothing more than contempt, ridicule or something.

Yang Zhou ignored her, but speeded up his hands, rolled the pancakes and wrapped them in a bag, paid for the pancakes and delivered the pancakes.

Seeing that the pancakes were ready, the aunt didn't bother to talk to Yang Zhou anymore. The kid was like a dumb man, ignoring anyone, and he got too addicted, picked up the pancakes, turned around and left.

Tsk tsk, aid Africa?Help a fart.

Yang Zhou himself didn't believe his father's rhetoric, a top student in a key medical school?Volunteer to aid Africa after finishing your studies?

What a fart, just ten yuan at the gate of the school with his diploma can buy two!It also has a buckle stamp!

But there is no way, grandma believes it, she tells everyone how promising her son is, and she is in a hurry with anyone who doesn't believe it.

He really has nothing to say about what his aunt said just now. Yang Zhou, who has lived here since he was a child, knows that no one in this area has an easy life, but whoever has a little money wants to live in this village, whether it is a village or a city? The place.

Experience tells Yang Zhou that in the face of such inexplicable grandpas and aunts who taunt and taunt, don't say a word, but if they choke, something serious can arouse their infinite fighting power, and when they howl, their voices shake eight streets. There is no way, just pointing to this sense of superiority to live.

As the saying goes, if one's own life is not good, one can't understand other people's life.

On the other hand, seeing other people being unlucky, worse than oneself, would produce a great sense of satisfaction, and a sense of superiority would arise spontaneously, and Yang Zhou and his grandma happened to be that miserable.

Miserable?

In fact, Yang Zhou thought it was okay, at least he could live on.

Grandma Yang was originally from the countryside. When she was young, she worked as a tailor. She had no land and no pension insurance. After Grandpa Yang passed away, Grandma Yang came to join her son who was said to have been admitted to college.

At that time, little Yang Zhou had just turned three years old. When Father Yang saw his own mother coming, he was so happy that he dropped his son and ran away, as if he had finally left behind a burden and made a grandiose Reason——For the peace of the world, for the hope of mankind, and to realize one's lofty ideals, aid Africa!

Hehe, God damn aid Africa, when did the national talent review standards become so low.

For so many years, Yang Zhou's father only made occasional phone calls to ask a few questions. He never sent a penny to his home for so many years. Of course, he never saw him again. Grandma Yang expressed her full understanding of this. I feel that my son is promising, which is a manifestation of my son's promising future.

Yang Zhou has always been confused about grandma's brain circuit, so he said a few words bluntly, and after being criticized and educated, Yang Zhou didn't want to care about it anymore.

In his memory, he has lived with his grandma since he was a child, and his grandma has always taught him to learn from his father and to be admitted to university in the future.

Over and over again, from childhood to adulthood, Yang Zhou's ears are almost worn out. He can choke on his grandma's ideals. Just such a general high school is still begging for nothing. Disaster!

As for his mother, Yang Zhou had never heard of it, and even his grandma didn't know about it. Fortunately, he was not a black householder, so it didn't affect the nine-year compulsory education.

After a busy morning, there are finally fewer people at this moment. This small stall was quite developed. Since it was designated as a development zone, even the stall was not allowed to open, and it had to hide from the city management from time to time.

Grandma just fell while hiding from the urban management. The old lady had bad joints and slow legs, but this time her knees swelled up, and it hasn’t recovered after a week, so now he has to do the job, after all, he ran It's relatively fast, and the old lady can't do too much strenuous exercise.

Looking at the streets in front of me, there are large and small phone numbers written on the mottled walls, selling houses, unlocking, everything is available.

I don’t know which year the pavement was paved with various patches, one piece at a time. When the road was patched, it was not smooth. One foot was deep and the other was shallow. When it rained, the water accumulated on the road surface was covered by two bricks. Can't get up.

Probably because of the dense buildings, the colors are not very bright all year round, and the weeds on the side of the road are quite tenacious, and they can really grow out no matter what the boundary is.

Yang Zhou didn't believe it anymore. In such a neighborhood, with a few small stalls missing, can the environment beautify and the city look beautified?

"Sell it or not, I want a pancake fruit, it's fine."

Hearing someone talking, Yang Zhou stopped the hands that were tidying up, "Sell it, why don't you sell it now that you've said that!"

While speaking, Yang Zhou raised his head and glanced at his last customer, hey, he had a strong aura of a schoolmaster.

A tall boy with a standard student head, fair skin, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, wearing the school uniform of the No. With a suitcase.

Going to that station gives people an indescribable sense of decency, which is different from the kind of decency that makes small reports, and more like a kind of decency that lives in the sun, dignified and upright!

Development Zone No. [-] Middle School?Isn't this the school you are in?

Such students are quite conspicuous in their school. They have never seen them before, and they should be newcomers by looking at them.

Tsk, how hard it is to think about it, let's not talk about the quality of their school's teaching and the rate of admission, just because he is a top student, he can't survive a week in their school.

Yang Zhou was thinking in his head, and his hands were not idle. He quickly made pancakes, put them in a bag, and handed them to the gold-wire glasses.At the moment of handing over the pancake fruit, he secretly sent a sentence of asking for blessings.

Bai Luheng originally thought of taking a taxi directly to the gate of the school, but the streets here are too narrow, and it would be troublesome for the driver to get in and out.

Because the road was far away, Bai Luheng got up early and didn't have time to eat. He happened to see a pancake seller at the intersection, so he got off the car at the intersection. It wasn't far from the school anyway.

Holding the pancake fruit and driving the navigation, dragging the suitcase to the school, it is quite strenuous to drag the suitcase on this potholed road.

I really don't understand how my father would let me transfer to this kind of place. I didn't want to study in the key high school, so I insisted on letting me live in school.

It is very difficult to find a school where you can live on campus in the urban area where the land is very expensive, but there is no need to let yourself come here!

Development zone, to put it nicely.

When driving here in the car, Bai Luheng once felt that he had crossed the road. Along the way, he saw a lot of propaganda slogans hanging on the wall tenaciously. After years of wind and rain, he still couldn’t stop his red heart—the newlyweds When entering the bridal chamber, family planning should not be forgotten!

This slogan is so fucking excellent!

There are also messy advertisements on the wall, as well as large whitewashed characters, as if returning to 20 years ago.This is still a conservative estimate. He was not born at that time, and he may have traveled longer.

Bai Lu dragged the suitcase across the road, walked through the potholed streets, passed through the cracks between buildings, and finally saw the school after turning around.

The school is quite big, much bigger than his original school, it is a development zone, and the land is also cheap.

Go through the formalities, put your things in the dormitory, and you can go to class.

The dormitory is a six-person room. This time it is class time, and there is no one in the dormitory.Bai Luheng put his suitcase on the only empty bed in the dormitory, and went to class without much packing.

The dean led Bai Luheng to the class, and asked with a smile on his face, "So you are from the Experimental Middle School?"

Thinking of this, Bai Luheng became inexplicably irritable. Ever since his parents divorced a year ago, his father's affairs have always been unclear, unclear, and somewhat dictatorial. For example, this The next transfer, discuss with him?hehe!Discuss the procedure with him directly.

In the past year, every time Bai Luheng wanted to express condolences to his father, he would get a standard answer, "Don't worry about adults' affairs, children!" He didn't even return home at night, and until today, he was semi-forced to transfer to another school.

What the fuck is this?Don't let the children worry about it, and don't involve the children if you have the ability!In the end, without saying a word, the arrangements were made clearly.

I don't know anything from the beginning to the end, just like an idiot.Bai Luheng never thought that his home would become like this, wronged?Unwilling?It’s not counted, the feeling that can’t be put into words is just annoying!

Bai Luheng didn't speak for a long time, and the dean didn't ask any more questions. This kid's academic performance is good, and it's likely that something happened to his family when he transferred here. He didn't need to ask that question just now. His face was not very good, and the dean quickly changed the subject.

"Our school is actually pretty good in general. We don't have many students here, and it's easy for teachers to manage during class. If you don't understand anything, you can ask in time. Small class teaching always has some advantages over large class teaching, and our school The teachers here are very serious and responsible, the learning atmosphere of the school is also very good, and the teaching staff is quite strong, our goal is to be the best middle school in the development zone!..."

Along the way, listening to the teaching director rambling for a long time, Bai Luheng's mood became much brighter. At the beginning, what the director said was somewhat reasonable, and teaching in small classes did have advantages over teaching in large classes. Bai Luheng was too embarrassed to listen.

The best middle school in the development zone?As far as he knows, there is only this middle school in the development zone...

The class bell rang, and the students wandered back to the class. Those who lay on the balcony continued to smoke without even moving their postures. They only pressed the butts of their cigarettes when they saw the dean coming.

Looking at the classroom again, there are really few people. There are only more than 30 people in each class. The students are playing with their mobile phones below, and those who should be sleeping are sleeping. The teacher is chanting alone on the podium... I feel a little lonely.

Seeing the good learning atmosphere that was slapped in the face, Bai Luheng subconsciously glanced at the dean, who looked smug, "Look at how quiet this classroom is!"

Needless to say, from this point of view, the learning atmosphere is excellent enough.

According to the dean, the teacher who is teaching now is the head teacher of their class. The head teacher saw Bai Luheng standing at the door and nodded to the dean.

"Today, a new classmate transferred to our class. Let him introduce himself." The head teacher who was lecturing in front signaled Bai Luheng to get on the podium.

Bai Luheng glanced down the podium from the podium, and found that almost no one looked at him, most of them glanced up at him, then continued to sleep and play with their mobile phones, and some of them didn't even lift their heads!

In this case, the consequences of a long version of self-introduction are obvious-as lonely as a lecturer... Keep everything simple.