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The autumn wind is blowing, it is a high and refreshing weather, the cool autumn wind passes through the dark green camphor trees, blowing the windbreakers of the two teenagers standing at the door.

"Just give me five hundred and six in seven subjects? Fang Zheng, you are trying to piss me off, right?" Fang's mother held Fang Zheng's fluttering red test papers, counting them one by one with a cold face. "Mathematics, math, you give me 57 points! The total score is 120, you give me 57! And English, you haven't memorized a single word! Chinese, 112, tsk, you're only good at Chinese..."

Fang Zheng didn't speak, and stood at the door blushing, with his head lowered very low, as if he was at his mercy.

"Auntie, Fang Zheng must have made a mistake this time." But Lin Lu couldn't stand it anymore, and helped Fang Zheng with good words, "He will definitely work harder next time. And he did very well in the Chinese test. This time the Chinese is very good." It's hard, our class's highest score of [-] is not in, Fang Zheng might be the highest in Chinese in the whole school." After speaking, he bumped Fang Zheng with his arm, signaling him to admit his mistake quickly.

But Fang Zheng still didn't speak.

"What's the use of being good at Chinese? How much can the Chinese be?! No matter how bad a person's Chinese is, can he be separated from him by [-] to [-] points? Can he? I won't talk about other things, just mathematics, the points that others have separated That's enough to dump him for eight hundred years!" Mother Fang said angrily, slapped the test paper on the table, stood up and pulled Fang Zheng over, picked up the bare bamboo strip in the corner and tried Start pumping.

Lin Lu didn't even think about it, he rushed up and grabbed the bamboo stick that was flying in the air. Fang's mother used all her strength, and Lin Lu's grasp was not only sustained, but also caught by the only remaining black sheep on the bare bamboo stick—— — a barb scratched his hand.

"Hiss," he bit his lip and took a breath, then looked at Mother Fang, persuading, "Auntie, Fang Zheng is already in junior high school, so just say goodbye."

"Oh!" Fang's mother quickly threw away the bamboo stick, took Lin Lu's hand, and said to him anxiously, "What are you arresting? What are you arresting? He deserves the beating for not living up to his expectations! What are you doing to make such a big hole?" Thing! It feels like, go get water to flush it, and then apply medicine, no, first check if there is any prick in it."

Fang Zheng seemed to have come to his senses now, and leaned over, carefully looking at Lin Lu's bloody palm. Lin Lu was embarrassed by the battle between the two of them, and he withdrew his hand. , raised his hands and ran to the back room, and while running, he didn't forget to help Fang Zheng: "Auntie, Fang Zheng will definitely work harder next time, I'll go for blood, you can't hit him!"

Seeing Lin Lu's figure entering the back room, Fang's mother sat down on the chair and sighed heavily: "Fang Zheng, what do you want me to say about you? Xiaolu got nearly 100 points in the test. How about you? You are more than [-] points less than him, you are not stupid than anyone else, right? You were the smartest in this area when you were young! Why are you like this now?"

"I'm sorry," Fang Zheng lowered his head, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"It's not me that you're sorry for," Mother Fang still sighed, her sigh was full of disappointment, "It's you who you're sorry for, you didn't study for me, the teacher, or anyone else, you were Study for yourself. If you don’t work hard now, what about the future? There will be high school and college in the future?”

Fang Zheng's conscience, which was exhausted by the game, was pulled back a lot by his mother's sighs, and he felt guilty. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, I will definitely improve next time!"

At this moment, Lin Lu just rushed his hand. He didn't pierce his hand, but the cut was quite long, and the cut was a bit deep. Pressing the ball of paper in his hand, he heard Fang Zheng's categorical words as soon as he walked out. Although he knew that Fang Zheng might just talk, he was still very happy.

He is the person in this world who hopes that Fang Zheng will become better and better than anyone else.

"If you say it, you must do it." Lin Lu pressed his hands and walked over, leaned into Fang Zheng's ear and said, "Don't make me look down on you!"

"How dare you look down on me, you should take care of yourself first." Fang Zheng grabbed Lin Lu's hand and said to his mother, "Mom, I'll take Lin Lu to apply some medicine first."

Mother Fang sighed, waved her hands and said, "Go."

Fang Zheng immediately pulled Lin Lu upstairs.

On the second floor, Lin Lu was lying on Fang Zheng's bed, and Fang Zheng pulled his hands on his legs to carefully apply the medicine. Fang Zheng took the cotton wool dipped in the powder of Yunnan Baiyao and carefully applied it on the wound. While applying it, he muttered: " Why are you grabbing that stick? You still don’t understand my mother’s beating? You’ve used all your strength, but you dare to grab it with such force. There must have been marks on your hand as soon as you caught it. Of course, you can’t see it now. The scars have changed... You say why, my mother will be beaten if she wants to, I deserve this beating."

This thing with a face as big as a fighting wolf's heart and dog's lungs actually has the face to blame himself.Lin Lu was amazed by his thick skin, but thinking about it carefully, it was because he cared about himself, so he didn't care about him.

But he still wanted Fang Zheng to work hard.

"Why me? I'm not for you. If you want me to carry the stick for you next time, don't be like this. Seriously, Fang Zheng, I'm surprised, how could your grades become like this? ?”

"I don't know either." Fang Zheng frowned, and wrapped a gauze around Lin Lu.When putting the gauze back in the drawer, Fang Zheng couldn't help thinking, how could he not know?It's nothing more than not listening to the lectures in class, and writing homework and writing Internet cafe games.

But I just can't change it!

Once people don't like to study, once they lose interest in one thing or one thing, even if they know it shouldn't be done and want to break free, they still can't get the strength to fight for it, and they can't find the motivation to work hard for it.

"How come you don't know?" Lin Lu sat up, leaning against the head of the bed and looking at him, "Others don't know but you don't know? Because you're playing games, right?"

It's this questioning tone again.

Again.

Fang Zheng didn't know what was wrong with him, but in recent years, as long as someone took care of him, restrained him, and questioned him, especially in terms of studying and playing games, even if he knew it was his fault, he would become impatient, angry, and want to vent his anger. temper.

The legendary rebellious period is coming?

Fang Zheng frowned tightly. He felt that with the frequency of his own frowning recently, Changchuan's pattern hadn't escaped at such a young age.He sat down at the end of the bed and turned on the small TV in the room. This TV was installed for him by his father last year, and it was eliminated in the living room.

But aside from being a little smaller than the one in the living room now, there is no difference. He put a disc of Conan in the DVD, turned around and smiled at Lin Lu: "Look?"

"Look," Lin Lu adjusted his body and found a comfortable position to lie down on, "but don't change the subject, is it because of playing games? As I said before, playing games will definitely affect your grades. And I swear that I won't."

The rampant impatience in Fang Zheng's heart almost prevented him from yelling at Lin Lu, "Shut up and don't ask!" He turned his back to Lin Lu and took a few deep breaths, and when he turned his head, he tried his best to smile : "Don't mention this, next time I'll just take the exam. By the way, is your problem of stuttering to strangers still so serious in school? No one bullies you in class, right? I don't care if the class is far away." Know."

Although he knew that Fang Zheng was changing the topic abruptly, he was still touched in a useless way. However, the touch didn't last for a few seconds, and it ended before his eyes got hot, because Lin Lu suddenly noticed a problem. Is it really because of the distance that Zheng didn't know?

When I was in elementary school, there were times when the class was farther apart, but no matter how far apart, Fang Zheng would always look at him as if he was always watching him. Basically, every time he was bullied, he would be the first to This time, as for how he stammered, Fang Zheng knew better than anyone else.

But now he came to tell him that he didn't know.

Lin Lu's heart suddenly felt sad, Fang An and the game are now more important than himself in Fang Zheng's eyes, I don't know how many times.

"Huh?" Fang Zheng lay down next to him, staring at the TV, "Why don't you talk?"

"No," Lin Lu came to his senses, smiled and said, "It's good, no one bullied me."

It is true that no one bullied him, maybe it was because on the first day of school, the arrogance of beating others and getting angry made him lose his power. After all, everyone is a group of half-grown little farts. It is human instinct to bully the weak and fear the strong. Lin Lu showed If you are tough, you won't be picked on by anyone.

Of course, stuttering still can't be changed, it's been half a semester, and there is no one in the class who can make him answer without stuttering when talking to him, and my stuttering is very stubborn!

Because of stuttering, although there are no people who bully him, there are also many people who laugh at him and scold him in secret, but as long as it is not too much, Lin Lu will basically turn a blind eye.

Being strong doesn't mean you have to be reckless, you have to endure what you can.

"Really good?" Fang Zheng asked, "No one will find fault with you as a disciplinary committee member?"

"No one," Lin Lu squinted at him, "You are bullying me like everyone else?"

"Me! Me?" Fang Zheng felt that he had been wronged, "It's been ten thousand years since I bullied you last time, and now I almost enshrine you like an ancestor, okay?"

"Anyway, this is something that happens every day for me." Lin Lu said.

Playing with Fang An, going to play games extremely fast, are all bullying him.

Fang Zheng scolded him: "Just talk nonsense!"

"Tsk," Lin Lu pursed his lips, "Speaking so vulgarly."

"Forget it, we're not the same, you can't even say a curse word in front of others," Fang Zheng laughed at him, "For me, it's just a fucking mouthful every day, no one is more vulgar than the other." ?”

"Then I didn't mention J8, did I?" Lin Lu retorted unconvinced.

Fang Zheng smiled and spread his hands: "I'm not going to talk about it now."

"Fuck!" Lin Lu scolded.

"Look," Fang Zheng smiled even more happily, "It's even fucked."

Lin Lu was speechless, and decided to shut up and concentrate on watching TV.

As soon as he shut up, Fang Zheng stopped making trouble. The two leaned together and looked at Conan, thinking about the ups and downs of the plot in each other's minds.

Lin Lu didn't think about it and digressed. He was thinking, Fang Zheng still didn't admit that it was the game's fault?I also didn't say that I should quit playing games now in order to study.

So he cleared his throat and planned to discuss this issue further: "You..."

"correct……"

Both of them opened their mouths at the same time.

"You go first." Fang Zheng looked at him.

"Don't go to Extreme Speed ​​in the future, right?" Lin Lu said.

"No," Fang Zheng directly refused, "I made an appointment with Fang An to go."

"Just tell him clearly again? If you play games every day, your grades will definitely not improve."

"No, I... want to go too."

"Fuck, then pretend I didn't fucking ask."

Seeing that Lin Lu was showing signs of getting angry, Fang Zheng hurriedly tried to save him, but the words he said were not very effective in saving him: "Don't be angry, this is what happened, I like playing games, aren't you my brother?" ? It’s fine if you don’t accompany me, brother, what’s the matter with being like an old woman!”

Lin Lu was so angry that he didn't want to answer any more. He fixed his eyes on Conan who was clearly analyzing the case on the screen, and didn't even bother to throw a look at the person next to him.

Fang Zheng learned from the experience of Lin Lu being angry last time. He was afraid that this person would give him a cold war, so he became more energetic and softened his tone to coax people: "Don't be angry."

Just three words, forced him to say it in a thousand turns.

Lin Lu kicked him angrily, and snorted, "I'm not a fucking little girl, so I don't get angry so easily."

"Then you don't talk?" Fang Zheng said.

Lin Lu turned sideways and looked at him seriously: "I just don't want you not to learn well, don't you understand?"

"I won't fail to learn." Fang Zheng replied.

"Keep your word?"

"count."