Squad leader

The next day, Jiang Tian woke up naturally at that time. When he was washing, Jiang Tiancai found that Ding Yang's family had prepared a lot of disposable toiletries. He usually lived in school, and the family only came back twice a month after a big break. It was like a hotel. It doesn't feel like home at all.

Hearing the commotion here, Ding Yang jumped up as if electrocuted, and rushed out the door wrapped in pajamas.

With a mouthful of toothpaste foam in his mouth, Jiang Tian asked worriedly, "Where are you going?"

Ding Yang: "Don't go, I'll be back later."

After a while, Ding Yang came back with soy milk and egg-filled biscuits.

He likes to sleep in on weekends, so he never asks Aunt Zhang to make breakfast on weekends, but Jiang Tian can't, he has to go to school, and he will get dizzy if he doesn't eat.

Ding Yang laid out breakfast on the table, "I bought breakfast for you."

Jiang Tian looked suspiciously at Ding Yang's abnormality, "Could it be that I saw you in a mess, and you want to kill people to silence it?"

Ding Yang hummed: "Am I such a stingy person?"

Ding Yang asked while eating: "Are your holidays always so short?"

Jiang Tian nodded, "Just get used to it, and the No. [-] Middle School should do the same."

No. [-] Middle School was Ding Yang's previous school.

"It's about the same as No. [-] Middle School. It's as black as a crow. How can you bear it?"

Jiang Tian swallowed a mouthful of soy milk, "It's okay, it's less than a year away, and no one will care about the university."

Ding Yang: "Fuck, the teacher's nonsense is only believed by good students like you."

Jiang Tian took out a tissue to wipe his hands, "You are not a bad student either."

Ding Yang opened his mouth, and just about to say something, Jiang Tian had already put on his schoolbag and was about to leave.

Jiang Tian put on his shoes and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can go to school to study. I can teach you what you don't know."

Ding Yang didn't appreciate it, "I don't want it, I want to sleep, I don't want to go back to see Lao An and the others."

Jiang Tian smiled, "The word you use is... quite quintessential, so I'll go first."

Looking at the used breakfast on the table, Ding Yang pondered for a while, and asked him to go back to school to study. The words "Experimental Middle School" must be written backwards tomorrow.

No, I have to think of a legitimate reason to go back to school.

I remember that Zhang Lei seemed to have good grades, so he took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Lei.

"Hello? Brother Yang, I'm on my way and I'll be at school soon."

Ding Yang thought for a while, "You go back to school early, are the canteen and dormitory open?"

Zhang Lei took a sip of walnut soy milk, "The dormitory is open at night for such a short holiday, and the cafeteria is closed. There are only two hundred people at full capacity, and the cafeteria is at a loss."

"Then what do you have for lunch and evening?"

Zhang Lei snorted soy milk, "The small supermarket inside the school is open, and the supermarket across the road is also open. If you are willing to move, there is a place selling steamed buns in the north. I usually go to eat steamed stuffed buns with Lao Zhou. Jingui is expensive during class hours. Usually eat instant noodles."

"How about instant noodles..."

Zhang Lei greeted Zhou Yuwen, who was walking towards him, with a piece of bread in his mouth.

"Hey, Brother Yang, what did you say, I didn't catch it?"

Ding Yang said impatiently: "Eat, eat, eat, you will die of fat."

Zhang Lei looked at the hung up phone and said in a daze, "Where did I recruit him?"

Ding Yang turned over and jumped out of bed, changed clothes and washed, turned on the computer and started Baidu Nutritious Meals, and then called Lao Ding's Aunt Zhang who was in charge of his daily life.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm Ding Yang. Can you come over early at noon today? I'm fine. I just want to eat something delicious. I'll send you the recipe. You can buy more vegetables."

After finishing everything, Ding Yang began to look for clothes in the closet.

Like a butterfly, she picked out half of her clothes, and Aunt Zhang couldn't say anything except "good, good". Finally, seeing that it was time for get out of class to end, Ding Yang put on his school uniform and rode a small electric donkey to school.

Passing by a Danxiang cake shop, Ding Yang pondered for a while and went in to buy a small cake.

Heck, heck, he climbed up to the fourth floor and just rang the bell to dismiss the class. The students who came back from the class went out to buy food in small groups. .

Jiang Tian was half surprised and half smiling, "Why are you here?"

Ding Yang held his lunch like offering a treasure, "Since you are the only one who gave me my birthday, I came here to ask you to make up my birthday."

The phrase "the only one" made Jiang Tian feel a little sad, "Okay, then I will accompany you to make up a birthday."

The two tidied up the desk, piled the textbooks on the bookshelf behind them, unpacked the two lunch boxes one by one, and placed them on the table.

Jiang Tian was a little embarrassed, and said to celebrate Ding Yang's birthday, but Ding Yang brought all the food.

"I also bought this!" Ding Yang took out a small cream cake from the packaging bag, a small one.

Holding it in Jiang Tian's hands, Ding Yang said: "Eat it quickly, I specially picked the birthday cake."

Jiang Tian was a little embarrassed, "No, it's your birthday, you should eat the birthday cake, what's the matter if I eat it?"

Ding Yang said unreasonably: "Whatever it is, you can eat it if you let me. I am the biggest on my birthday."

Jiang Tian smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I listen to you, I will eat, but I can't eat this whole, or I won't be able to eat for a while, you have to eat with me."

Jiang Tian took out two small spoons and handed one to Ding Yang.

The cakes all have the same taste, sweet and greasy. Two people, you and I quickly finished a small cake, but it feels a bit greasy and crooked.

Ding Yang knows Aunt Zhang’s cooking skills. She has been in charge of taking care of Ding Yang’s basic necessities of life for so many years. Today, some of the nutritious meals specially provided by Baidu cannot be bought. Aunt Zhang changed other dishes. Ding Yang ate with his classmates and used all his strength to perform eighteen kinds of martial arts.

Everyone went out to eat, and there was no one else in the classroom, so Ding Yang begged Jiang Tian to sing birthday song to him even more.

"Why are you like my nephew?"

Ding Yang asked: "Your nephew?"

"My cousin's child is three and a half years old this year."

Ding Yang was dissatisfied, "I'm much better than a brat, okay! Are you going to sing or not?"

Jiang Tian was very pleased with Ding Yang's soft and unreasonable behavior, "Sing, sing, I'll sing for you."

—Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...

It was different from his usual endorsement voice. When Jiang Tian sang the birthday song, his voice was shallow, as gentle as if he had swallowed a piece of sugar.

Ding Yang clapped his hands contentedly, "Perfect! This is the best birthday I've ever had!"

"Then will you stay and study together in the afternoon?" Jiang Tian asked while cleaning up the trash.

Listening to Jiang Tian's expectant question, Ding Yang nodded duplicity, "Eh...study...study is also very good, I like to study..."

At that time, Zhang Lei and Zhou Yuwen came back from dinner, and Zhang Lei was still carrying two steamed buns for the afternoon snack, he rubbed his eyes in surprise, "Old Zhou, Lao Zhou, am I right, Ding Yang is back? "

Zhou Yuwen pulled off Zhang Lei's oily paw, "You're not blind, it's Ding Yang."

Zhang Lei came over, "Brother Yang, what's the matter with you? Could it be that you have really opened up the second channel of Ren and Du?"

Ding Yang kicked Zhang Lei's stool, "Sir, you! Go and study, don't bother me!"

Jiang Tian was watching the two of them arguing, and Zhou Yuwen asked, "How did you get him to come back to study by himself?"

"It's nothing, children have to be coaxed, and they will be obedient after coaxing."

Zhou Yuwen choked, "Hehe, kid... I really haven't seen a kid who is 1.9 meters tall..."

Studying is really the most boring thing in the world. In class, Jiang Tian is doing exercises, correcting mistakes, sorting out, doing exercises, correcting mistakes, sorting out, and repeating. After class, he will discuss the topics with Zhou Yuwen and Zhang Lei. Most of the time, it was Zhang Lei who came to harass Jiang Tian, ​​and then Jiang Tian drew him the missed question requirements or wrongly marked conditions, and then Zhang Lei nodded suddenly.

What Ding Yang can do is to watch Jiang Tian do exercises, correct mistakes, organize them, and watch them discuss. He goes back and forth on "Looking at the World", "China News Weekly", "China National Geographic" and "Yi Lin" on the bookshelf in the back row. Turned over several times.

Finally, I had nothing to do, glanced at the homework written by the class representative on the blackboard, took out the empty exercise book and started drawing.

When I was biting my pen and was bored, I glanced at the questions on the geography exercises, "Hey, I seem to know this question."

Ding Yang completed twenty multiple-choice questions in one go, and even got one of the answers wrong!

He shook his legs triumphantly, "Study is just like that, I can just choose a few options and be right."

Jiang Tian took the exercise book and looked at the correct rate, "It's okay."

"That's necessary. I just heard you read and memorized the knowledge points a few times before, so I remembered it."

Jiang Tian nodded, pretending to believe his nonsense, "Not bad, very promising."

Ding Yang twitched his legs in embarrassment, "Study is just like that."

"This is wrong, let me tell you, look at the map, look at the terrain structure and climate here, so the basic necessities of the residents here can be inferred..."

Jiang Tian's lecture was just like telling a story, analyzing one by one, and it was much easier to compare it with the pictures. Ding Yang nodded, and started to play with the pictures while holding the small geographic atlas.

Sleeping for a while and waking up for a while, Ding Yang did a lot of problems while studying casually.

He threw down his pen tiredly, and said proudly: "The amount of study today is really more than the sum of my 18 years!"

Jiang Tian laughed at him: "Be virtuous and you will."

Jiang Tian glanced at his watch, and Ding Yang actually sat peacefully all afternoon, and it was still during non-class hours that no one mandated.

When eating in the evening, Aunt Zhang sent the meal directly to the school and made it for two according to Ding Yang's request.

Zhang Lei's eyes were worth looking at the colorful lunch boxes, "Brother, big brother! Dad! Grandpa! Ancestor! Taishang Laojun! Please take care of me!"

Ding Yang was expressionless while carrying the rice, "I really can't afford you."

Zhang Lei turned his head and threw himself into Zhou Yuwen's arms, "Old Zhou, look at Ding Yang bullying me, hey..."

Zhou Yuwen held Zhang Lei by the collar, "It's almost done, do you have a lot of effort from the monitor? Go honestly and eat the buns, otherwise they will all be sold out."

Zhang Lei was aggrieved and followed Zhou Yuwen to buy buns.

On the contrary, Jiang Tian felt a little uncomfortable, "You are a bit too much..."

Ding Yang tilted his head and asked, "What?"

"It's a bit too troublesome, auntie..."

Ding Yang opened the lunch box on his own, "Auntie Zhang is also doing one serving, and two servings, at worst, let my father pay more."

In Ding Yang's mouth, money is always a trivial matter.

"Oh." Jiang Tian didn't retort, took the chopsticks and changed the subject, "Why did you think of calling me last night?"

Ding Yang forked the rapeseed chopsticks for a meal, and his voice became more confident, "I don't have any friends here. At that time, I just wanted to talk to someone. After thinking about it, you can be more reliable..."

Jiang Tian sighed, put a piece of braised pork in front of Ding Yang, rubbed the back of Ding Yang's neck with his left hand, "Don't smoke and drink so badly in the future, it's not good for your health."

Ding Yang stuffed the meat into his mouth and nodded.

Jiang Tian picked up several chopsticks dishes and meat and put them into the lunch box in front of Ding Yang, "Eat, eat more for birthdays!"

Ding Yang suddenly felt a heartwarming feeling, he lowered his head to pick the rice into his mouth, hummed and dared not make a sound, fearing that he would be laughed at if he opened his mouth in a crying tone.

When Lao An came to see the class at night, he thought he was blind for a moment. After holding back until the class break, he suddenly came out from the back door, "Your self-study? I'm going to cry." Tears that don't exist in the corners of the eyes under the glasses fan.

Ding Yang didn't like the feeling of being stared at by the teacher, he crossed Erlang's legs and said, "I'm just idle, so I'll just come back and sit down."

Jiang Tian couldn't help laughing out loud, "come back and sit down" is the same as the leader's inspection.

Lao An joked: "Then leader, may I have the honor to take a look at your homework?"

Ding Yang opened the stool and leaned back, pointed to the messy exercise books and small volumes on the table, "It's all here."

Lao An pushed his glasses, and picked up his Chinese homework to read first. Ding Yang looked at him with a face that had never seen the world, and said impatiently, "Look at it quickly, don't get me dirty."

Lao An had an occupational disease, so he picked up the red pen and began to grade. Hearing the sound of a cross on the left and a circle on the right, Ding Yang's heart was bleeding, and he said, "I'm the one who wrote the homework so hard. A few crosses are the death penalty!"

After completing the grades, Lao An closed the exercise book with satisfaction, and commented: "The handwriting is very beautiful, but if you write smaller, the paper will not fit you. You should fill in the basic knowledge and read well."

Ding Yang selectively listened to the second half of the "good" compliment, "That's right, don't look at who I am."

Lao An kicked Ding Yang's dangling Erlang's leg, "You're so proud, I wrote the Analects silently and there are typos, honestly correct the mistakes."

Lao An reached out to Ding Yang's other homework, "I'll take a look at your other homework."

Ding Yang pressed down on his homework like a child, "I won't show it to you!"

Song Shuai appeared at the door in good time, "Teacher An, come out and discuss with you about the exam next month."

Only then did Lao An give up teasing Ding Yang.

Ding Yang stared at the red cross on the test paper and was dejected. He had no motivation to study.

Jiang Tian took Lao An's graded papers and looked through them. Lao An's graded papers had a habit of marking crosses and not bothering to tick them. Each word is basically the main point.

Jiang Tian picked up the red pen and drew a tick on the place where the reading question was written, "The reading is pretty good, correct the typos, and you can memorize them so don't lose points for nothing."

"Okay!" Ding Yangle took the test paper and began to correct mistakes.

There were too many mistakes in the details, Ding Yang finished correcting a class, the paper was all red, and his eyes hurt from staring at it.

Jiang Tian suggested: "Shall we go for a run in the playground together?"

Ding Yang rubbed his eyes and nodded.

There was no one on the playground, and there was no strict discipline during non-class hours. Ding Yang and Jiang Tian ran slowly for two laps. The two long legs finished the playground in a short while. Jiang Tian ran faster and faster, and the two were soon out of breath. .

"call!"

I thought it would be very tiring, but after the run, I was flooded with cold wind, and the sweat was cool, but it was very comfortable. Running instantly activated all the excited cells in my body.

Jiang Tian was amazed at Ding Yang's sports talent, "Did you practice sports before?"

"No, it's just that I didn't like to go to class when I was in junior high school. During class time, I followed the physical education teacher to play ball and run. The teacher can't punish me, so he can only let me go."

Jiang Tian chuckled and said, "You're still very proud!"

The two walked around the playground a few times, and Jiang Tian asked, "Then, have you ever thought about taking the college entrance examination for sports students?"

Ding Yang was taken aback, and his voice became more and more unconvincing: "No, I didn't even think about how to live tomorrow... I am a poor student, no one cares about me, even if I don't have any skills, my dad and my brother can still support me. All my life."

Jiang Tian stopped in his tracks, looking straight into Ding Yang's eyes, "Then have you ever thought about walking your own path?" He paused, looking firmly into Ding Yang's eyes, "I hope you can walk your own path." own way, really."

There was no headlight on the playground, only the door light next to the teaching building was slightly on. Ding Yang's heart stagnated inexplicably, as if a seed that had been dead for many years broke through the ground.

The author has something to say: Thanks for reading, happy birthday~