creek crossing bridge

The summer vacation when I entered the third year of high school will definitely be unforgettable for all students.The trees are very green, the chirping of cicadas is very noisy, and the sky is very gray and blue with slight haze.Walking in the campus, a burst of sweltering heat unique to the scorching heat hits our faces.The students in the first and second grades played happily, and the students in the third grade were timid and depressed.

The third year of high school is indeed a daunting word.

Luoxi No. [-] Middle School is a poor school, but the principal still insists on making up lessons this time.After all, there are still very few students who are willing to learn, and they cannot be wronged because of poor students-such as Lin Anqiao and Yang Xi.Luoxi No. [-] Middle School's highest record in the previous college entrance examinations was stuck in the general line. The education committee almost gave up hope and wanted Luoxi No. [-] Middle School to be withdrawn and merged.This kind of bad school can't recruit good students, can't get good grades, so what is the value of existence?

The principal felt a splitting headache and wanted to give up at one point, and even wanted to propose the merger to the Board of Education himself.But this year Lin Anqiao, Yang Xi and others appeared.He deeply knew that both of them might have the best grades in the whole city—why not use this opportunity to help them get to the top of the city, revive the dying school, and save the next class of students?

Therefore, the principal insisted on making up classes for two weeks during the summer vacation.

After Lin Anqiao heard the news of making up lessons, she just shrugged her shoulders and didn't feel much.In the third year of senior high school, it is normal to make up lessons, and it is much better than going to Lin Yuanhui to be an accomplice.After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Xi felt that it was more important to get into a good university, so she gave up a lot of working time during the summer vacation.

After more than half of the students in the class refused to make up the lessons, Lin Anqiao and Yang Xi firmly agreed to make up the lessons, which almost moved the principal to tears.Before making up lessons, the principal did ideological work for the teachers of each subject, mobilizing the enthusiasm of the teachers with full enthusiasm.Most of the teachers looked at each other in blank dismay, not quite understanding the significance of this make-up lesson; however, a few teachers knew well that the principal had concentrated high hopes on only a few of the students.

"There are still two weeks of make-up classes, and I don't know whether to be happy or sad." On the way home from school, Lin Anqiao said as he walked, and yawned lightly.

"If you don't fight at this time, when will you wait?" Yang Xi commented officially, making Lin Anqiao almost spit out.

The corners of Lin Anqiao's mouth were drawn into a straight line, and she stuck out her tongue at Yang Xi.

"High school is so fast."

Yang Xi nodded: "At this time next year, we should be taking graduation photos? It's unbelievable. It feels like the military training happened yesterday."

Lin Anqiao shook his head, and said with a smile: "Yes, I still remember that you walked very well in the goose step during the military training, and you were also very dark."

"No one is in vain after military training." Yang Xi couldn't help laughing.

Lin Anqiao raised her eyebrows, and ran her hair with her long fingers.

"By the way, what are you going to do in a while?"

"Go to work in Shangri-La."

"You really work hard," Lin Anqiao sighed with admiration, "Your life is simply the struggle history of successful people."

"What history of struggle," Yang Xi said with a smile, his eyes narrowed, "What about you?"

Lin Anqiao's complexion suddenly became dark, and his eyes flickered, as if he was very frightened: "I'm going to my father's place."

Yang Xi's ears tightened.She knew the role of Lin Anqiao's father and their usual way of getting along.She was sincerely worried about Lin Anqiao.

Lin Anqiao bit her lower lip lightly.

Yang Xi sighed, and broke up with Lin Anqiao at the intersection: "I wish you good luck."

Walking alone on the road, even though he clearly knew that he was not in any danger, Lin Anqiao's heart beat quickened and his pupils dilated.Somehow, thinking of her father's fleshy face now made her want to tremble involuntarily and stay away.

Lin Anqiao always had a bad premonition lingering in his heart as to why his father was looking for him.

The sky suddenly became gray, maybe it was because of the setting sun.

"Come in." The father's confident but unhurried voice came from the back room.

Lin Anqiao stiffened his scalp, walked in, and looked straight at Lin Wenlong without fear.The room was still filled with smoke, which was very choking.But Lin Anqiao didn't let the smoke defeat him, and he didn't cough once from the beginning to the end.

But when Lin Wenlong saw Lin Anqiao's forbearance, he still frowned in disgust.

"Do you have any plans for a few days?" Lin Anqiao raised his eyebrows.

Lin Anqiao blinked, then said coldly and respectfully: "The school needs to make up lessons." But after finishing speaking, Lin Anqiao subconsciously lowered her head.

"Remedial lessons! It's ridiculous," Lin Wenlong laughed contemptuously, "You don't have to go, I'll tell your teacher."

Lin Anqiao gritted her teeth and looked at Lin Wenlong's narrowed eyes: "I'm about to enter my third year of high school, and I must make up lessons, otherwise I won't be able to keep up."

After Lin Wenlong heard this sentence, he sneered: "You boy, you really think of yourself as a scholar who studies hard, it's ridiculous and pathetic! They study because they have no good way out, so they rush to school like ants, how about you? Is it useful for you to be highly educated?"

Lin Anqiao pursed her lips, speechless.

"You don't want to go to make up lessons, I need you to go to Beijing with me the day after tomorrow." Lin Wenlong was quite satisfied after seeing Lin Anqiao's reaction, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Anqiao immediately pricked up his ears vigilantly, and looked at Lin Wenlong nervously: "What are you doing?" Lin Anqiao had been to Beijing under the leadership of his father before, usually for big business.After all, it is the capital of China, a metropolis full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

But danger always coexists with opportunity, and the more prosperous the place, the more dangerous it is.

Lin Wenlong grinned, like a cat passing by, and said a few words that made Lin Anqiao's head buzz.

"I'm going to 'slip,' and D-14 has been making a lot of money lately."

Lin Anqiao felt cold limbs, and her lips trembled slightly: "What? D...14?"

Lin Wenlong nodded, very sure and confident, which made Lin Anqiao feel a chill down his spine and a chill in his heart.

'Skipping goods' is another name for drug trafficking, and it is an insider's talk, only those who have been in the gang for a long time can understand it. D-14 is naturally the new type of drug that has been popular in the underground recently, with a small amount but a large content.It is a kind of synthetic alkaloid, the cost is very low, but the drug addiction is very strong, it is said that smoking will make people feel ecstatic or even orgasm, which makes many depraved young adults unable to give up, and they don’t know How many people lost their fortunes and planted on it.

Although the cost is low, after all, the country prohibits drugs, and the risk of trafficking is extremely high.But it is precisely because of the risks that there are considerable profits, which attract people without morals to fall to the bottom line again and again.

Here lies the horror of the D-14.

"That's right, we don't smoke that stuff, it's not harmful to us," Lin Wenlong said with a sly smile, shaking his legs, "The demand seems to have risen sharply recently, and the price has also soared. If you make a good profit, you won't have to worry about money." Shan. You know, just this month, the price has increased by 70.00%.”

"This is illegal, and it's harmful to society!" Lin Anqiao felt his whole body trembling, and his mind went blank.Before her eyes appeared those young people who were as horrible as walking dead after smoking D-14, and those sad skeletons who had lost their homes and had no homes.Thinking that poison has nothing to do with all kinds of benefits, what a thoughtful and terrifying statement!

"So what? I can bribe all the policemen in Luoxi—money can turn ghosts around." Lin Wenlong scoffed at Lin Anqiao's attitude and dismissed it.

"We are in the mink fur business, and there are many rich families recently." Lin Anqiao persuaded him eagerly, looking at his father's face anxiously.

"You're an idiot, that's how you can make a lot of money! Anyway, go to Beijing with me the day after tomorrow." Lin Wenlong cursed, very dissatisfied, as if he was about to slap Lin Anqiao in the next second.

Lin Anqiao felt dark in front of her eyes. She knew that her father was black-hearted, but she never expected to be so black-hearted: "But this is harmful to society and immoral." Her tone became softer and softer.

With a "snap", Lin Wenlong stretched out his hand and slapped Lin Anqiao: "You are becoming more and more like a woman, with such a small heart, how can you become a big climate in the future!"

Lin Anqiao covered her swollen left face in humiliation, panting slightly, looking at the soot-covered ground, speechless.

"Don't think how noble you are, let me tell you Lin Anqiao, you are the son of a hooligan, and you are also a hooligan!"

"I want to go to you, I won't go." Lin Anqiao's cheeks were aching, and he gritted his teeth and said the words.

Lin Wenlong was trembling with anger, and shouted, "You're a loser!"

"I am useless, I admit that I am useless, I will never go, this is the bottom line!" Lin Anqiao was also trembling with anger, and stood up abruptly.The muscles under her short-sleeved school uniform tensed up, slightly extinguishing Lin Wenlong's domineering arrogance.

Lin Wenlong and Lin Anqiao looked at each other viciously for nearly a minute, and then said sternly: "If you don't go, don't step here again."

The whole air is frozen.

Lin Anqiao sneered without hesitation, and said, "I can't ask for it." Immediately afterwards, under Lin Wenlong's astonished and annoyed gaze, he rushed straight out of the house.

Lin Anqiao felt that his whole body was exhausted.She couldn't remember how she ran to her warm little home, how she washed and changed clothes numbly, and she couldn't remember how she randomly stuffed some snacks to pad her stomach.

It was past seven o'clock, but Lin Anqiao didn't feel hungry at all.Perhaps it was the feeling of confusion that overwhelmed the hunger.

Her father is a terrible drug lord, a hooligan with no moral bottom line!Moreover, there is no way to stop him.A sense of powerlessness flooded her heart, making her feel dizzy.

She lay helplessly on the bed, not knowing what to do.The homework was spread out on the table, but she didn't consciously write it.

The stars at night are very bright, but they can't illuminate Lin Anqiao's heart.The neon lights emitted by the high-rise buildings are like a few balls of colored cream, stirring the sky very greasy.She seems to have everything, but also seems to have nothing.

It was an extremely hollow feeling, which made Lin Anqiao unable to even tremble.