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"Congratulations, Mr. Song, you will take the top spot in the high school exam!" The official who beat the gong at the head said and waved his hand, and the drum team behind him immediately began to play and beat.

"I've won the membership!" The bone exclaimed, and fell to the ground with a huff. Fortunately, I was smart and cushioned him behind.

"Master Song, Master Song!" Yanxi changed his words obediently, and called the bone "Master", and stepped forward to sniff and listen to his heart.

I took the robes and documents from the emperor for Song Yuansou, and distributed rewards to all the congratulators.

Yanxi went to find a cart nearby, and others helped to carry the bone onto the cart, and Yanxi and I pushed the bone to the Thai Palace for treatment.

Mr. Zhao, the accountant of the King's Mansion in Thailand, can see some common illnesses. After feeling Song Yuansou's pulse, he said, "I'm not sick, I just fainted from hunger!"

Then Zhao tent sent someone to the kitchen to get a bowl of warm milk, pried open the mouth of the bone and drank it for him.

"I heard that you picked up a member from the street?" Thai King walked in at some point and asked.

"It's just that I happened to meet you." I smiled at King Tai.

"Zhuyi is really a discerning eye, but it's a pity that there is no official in this dynasty, otherwise, with your consistent achievements, this position, tsk tsk, who is really better than you?!" King Tai laughed.

I scratched my eyebrows with the tip of my little finger, I didn't know how to answer, Zhao Zhangfang had already laughed lowly from the sidelines.

"When I was ten years old, I picked up a rambunctious dog on the street. I insisted on getting it to be raised in the palace. After half a month of raising it, my mother and concubine took it to the palace. When I was 11, I picked it up as the deaf concierge of the palace. When I came back, I picked up Yanxi when I was 12 years old, and picked up Zhao’s tent for me when I was 13 years old... Now, I have grown a lot, and I even picked up a member back!" King Tai said pretending to be sullen.

I really didn't know that Gu Zhanqi had so many "great achievements", otherwise I would rather find an inn to treat that "Huiyuan" than take him to the Thai king's mansion to be ridiculed.

While I was talking to King Tai, the bones had already woken up, and the King's attention finally turned to Song Yuansou, and I was relieved.

The bone got up and thanked the King of Thailand. The King of Thailand sent some Yikehua porridge to the kitchen for Song Yuansou to make up for. Wang asked some questions, and talked about his life experience by the way.

Song Yuansou is from Shanyin County, Shaoxing Prefecture, Jiangnan Province, and he is considered to be from a scholarly family. His father has been serving as a teacher outside, that is, three years ago, on the night when Song Yuansou received the good news of Jie Yuan, his father was very happy. After drinking two more glasses, he stumbled and fell into the moat and drowned.

Later, Song Yuansou and his widowed mother lived on the meager savings left by his father. Song Yuansou originally wanted to go out and start a small business to help support the family, but his mother firmly refused and repeated his father's advice to him over and over again with tears in his eyes. Last words, "If you don't starve to death, you must study!"

Before Song Yuansou went to Beijing to rush for the exam, Song's mother couldn't find any money from him, so a local rich man came to his door after hearing the news, saying that he would sponsor Song Yuansou to go to Beijing. After the daughter got married, the strong Song mother immediately drove the rich man out, gritted her teeth, and sold her house to Song Yuansou to pay for it, and borrowed it to live in the aunt's temple.

well!Listening to Song Yuansou's story about orphans and widows, I couldn't help but think of a person, an old friend of this ghost.

When I was a child, I lived in a large courtyard. There were seven or eight families living in the courtyard, and Yu Shaohua's family also lived in this courtyard.

We went to the same primary school, the difference was that his name was always in the top ten of the grade, while my grades were always hovering between the middle and lower reaches.

At that time, the breakfast was basically boiled dried noodles. My mother got up early in the morning and cooked me a bowl of delicious hot noodle soup with two poached eggs lying on it. She put a small table on the bed, and I didn’t get up until I was wrapped in a quilt and finished eating. go to school.

Yu Shaohua's family also ate dried noodles, but what he ate was clear soup noodles with only a few green vegetables floating in them. I heard from my parents privately that the dried noodles in Yu Shaohua's family were boiled in clear water, and then sprinkled with salt. A little sesame oil will do the trick.

My dad admires Yu Shaohua very much, so he often asks me to do homework with Yu Shaohua, hoping that I can make progress together with him.

Yu Shaohua is not more interested in studying than I am, but he is always among the top ten in the grade. After I have made progress with him for a while, the ranking is still hovering in the middle of the grade.

So, I thought that since I can't make progress together with Yu Shaohua, why don't I just drag him to the middle and lower reaches, anyway, I can't let Yu Shaohua always overwhelm me.

So, I dragged Yu Shaohua when I went to play football, and I also tucked Yu Shaohua when I went to group fights.

But when the rankings were released at the end of that year, Yu Shaohua's name was still in the top ten of the grade, while I was completely down.

When I graduated from junior high school, Yu Shaohua and I entered the same middle school for children.

Yu Shaohua's name is still floating in the top ten of the grade, and I am still struggling in the middle.

When he was in the second year of junior high, Yu Shaohua's disabled father had endured enough suffering in the world and found a fault, and Yu Shaohua's mother remarried with Yu Shaohua as she wished.

When I was in the third year of junior high school, my family also moved into the building and left the compound.

After the high school entrance examination, my grades were only good enough for the worst high school in the upper district. My father, thinking that he could push me, let me enter the best high school in the district as a self-funded student.

Yu Shaohua also attended this high school, but he got in by himself. When the school released the red list at the end of the semester, Yu Shaohua's name was still among the top ten in his grade.

Most of the top ten students in District No. [-] Middle School have crooked melons and cracked dates, but Yu Shaohua is an exception.

When I stood with him, people probably thought that I was the one who grew up eating vermicelli, while Yu Shaohua was the one who was nourished by poached eggs every day.

In high school, the school was very big, with nearly twenty classes in each grade, and Yu Shaohua and I rarely met each other.

I remember that once the school arranged for the top five outstanding students in each grade to share their learning experience in each class. When Yu Shaohua came to our class, he deliberately bypassed the outstanding students in the front row and glanced at me.

I think Yu Shaohua mostly used that look to ask me for help, for example, he wanted me to applaud him, or get up and ask him a few questions, so as not to embarrass him, but I want Yu Shaohua to send this Before remembering Qingyan, I must have not considered my situation. According to my qualifications, my compliments will most likely be regarded as trouble, and my applause will most likely be regarded as booing. ugly.

Fortunately, as soon as Yu Shaohua finished speaking, a few top students wearing glasses and notebooks stood up in the front row and asked him this question.

But the blue eyes that Yu Shaohua gave me did not end with his departure.

As soon as Yu Shaohua stepped out of the classroom, Guan Peipei, who was sitting in the front row of me, turned to me and asked, "Zhang Zhaochen, did you find someone to bully you too much before, or why did he look at you like that?!"

I rolled my eyes at Guan Peipei, shook the hair on my forehead, and said to her in a dragged tone: "I don't know, brother and Yu Shaohua used to be young."

"Then you and Yu Shaohua must be very familiar, you can introduce us..." Guan Peipei's watery eyes immediately radiated to me the kind of enthusiasm only for handsome guys and top students.

"Sorry, actually I lied to you. Yu Shaohua looked at me like that just now because I had someone beat him up before." I slobbered and said nonsense.

"Hmph, I knew it!" Guan Peipei turned around angrily.

Still not relieved, I poked her on the back several times with the pen holder, and made her turn her head back and gouged out her eyes in annoyance.

"I forgot to tell you, I heard people say that Yu Shaohua doesn't seem to like women with big breasts and no brains!" After finishing the knife, Guan Peipei punched me and turned around, I hummed proudly Start writing my Chinese homework.

I usually only write Chinese and English homework by myself, and I rely on copying for other science homework.

The English homework is written because the English teacher is very beautiful, and she is a teacher transferred from our children's middle school. She is the only teacher named by my name among all the teachers who have taught in high school.

Writing Chinese homework, one is because Chinese is the only subject that I can get a relatively high score among the several subjects in high school, and the other is that although the old man with Lu Xun's gray hair can't call me by name, (his head has always chosen I can only remember the names of the top ten students in the grade), but he likes to half-close his eyes and look at me with the kind of eyes that only optimistic students have.

After graduating from high school, my grades were only enough for the listed vocational school, and my father could not lend me his strength, so I had no choice but to go to the vocational school.

On the day I went to school to get the notice, I saw the honor list released by my alma mater for being admitted to a key national university. On the red list, it said that Yu Shaohua, who ate plain noodles, was admitted to Tsinghua University.

The last time I saw Shaohua during my lifetime was when I was poking billiards in the billiard hall near the compound that summer.

That day, Yu Shaohua was passing by on his bicycle, and he called my name into the billiard hall from afar.

I had no choice but to stop and strike up a conversation with him, but between me and him, a top student at Tsinghua University, the two of us have long since had nothing to talk about, but Yu Shaohua just stood aside rather uninterestedly.

The buddy waiting next to me got impatient, so he whistled at me. I couldn't keep Yu Shaohua cold, so I offered to teach him how to hit a few shots.

Yu Shaohua showed his excellent learning ability in front of me very well. After a few strokes were taught, he began to beat me quite unceremoniously.

I felt a little regretful that I taught Yu Shaohua, probably Yu Shaohua also guessed my thoughts, and deliberately released water for me in the next few shots. I won him, but I was still not very happy.

Later, when I was a sophomore in the vocational school, I made a girlfriend who looked extremely pure. After dating for half a year, I discovered that besides being a student of the vocational school, she also worked part-time as a lady in a nightclub.

This incident hit me hard, but I'm not the kind of person who can't think about it. It's fine if I want to get rid of the relationship with that lady. Find someone at a nightclub to teach me.

After working in that nightclub for half a year, she provoked people and had to change to another nightclub. Later, she also got involved with drugs, and I was also involved by the way.

The author has something to say: Hehe, the advantage of writing time-traveling texts is probably that if you want to write about modern times, you can be modern, and if you want to write about ancient times, you can be ancient.

Please forgive my "stream of consciousness" way of writing!