Rebirth is risky

The father and son walked out of the school gate, walked around the nearby streets, and found that there were Chinese restaurants, Western restaurants, cafes, dessert shops and other styles of shops, and the decoration specifications of each shop seemed not low. That means the price will never be cheap.

Shen Hongfei now understands that this area is basically a wealthy area, and it is not something that the bottom-level people who are struggling with food and clothing can afford.

He suddenly felt that it was not something to be thankful for that he was exceptionally admitted to Yuanfan Middle School.

He didn't want to spend all his pocket money for a lunch, so he took Shen Zhenggao and walked about 3 kilometers to the bus station. He took the bus away from the school and got off at a station in an ordinary residential area. Eat at a crowded and noisy snack bar with a smell of oily smoke.

There is no air-conditioning here, and the stuffy air is mixed with smoke, alcohol, sweat and other smells. The dishes and tables are not clean. Food has nothing to do with delicious food, but Shen Hongfei is willing to choose this place because he knows that spending here will not drastically reduce the money in his pocket, nor will he lose confidence.

When he was the most desolate in his previous life, he couldn't even afford a snack bar of this level, so he could only go to the vegetable market to pick up rotten vegetables and fruits to satisfy his hunger.

Later, he was taken care of by Zhou Shengrui without knowing it, and his living conditions got better and better. However, the past downfall has imprinted on his soul, and he learned to be prepared for danger in times of peace and learn to be thrifty.

In this life, since he was reborn, he has been living in rural areas and small county towns, under the cover of his father who holds an iron rice bowl, and has not felt the economic crisis. Although his life is not rich, he is also comfortable.

Now, stepping into Forty-Nine City, where high-ranking officials and businessmen gather, his father has been reduced to a low-level wage earner. Even though the economic crisis has not yet been encountered, the imprint on his soul is still clearly visible, which made him tense up all of a sudden. He began to plan carefully for an uncertain future.

Shen Zhenggao's stomach was empty, but he couldn't eat the meal, especially when he saw his son eating with gusto, he found it hard to swallow.

When he was in his hometown, he never felt inferior to others, but after coming to Sijiu City for a few months, he realized his incompetence and powerlessness more and more clearly every day.

The more sensible the son is, the more guilty he feels.

But what can he do?

At present, this security job has been obtained with great difficulty. How can he find a job with a higher salary.

What should he do to give his son a better life?

After Shen Hongfei finished his meal, seeing that the food in Shen Zhenggao's bowl was basically untouched, he couldn't help worrying: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Zhenggao shook his head, and said with red eyes: "Xiao Fei, Dad is sorry for you!"

Shen Hongfei suddenly understood what his father was struggling with, and quickly persuaded him.

"Blame me, I just thought about finding a school to go to, but I didn't notice that it would be a school at the top of the pyramid. However, since I have entered with the help of the three nobles, I shouldn't let them down and back down halfway. Anyway I have a bursary, and I will get a scholarship in the future, so I don’t have to worry about money all day. This is very lucky! Don’t think about it, people are divided into different classes, it’s normal, we just live our lives well, and we don’t need to keep staring at each other. living someone else's life."

Shen Zhenggao was silent for a long time and sighed heavily.

"I'm not as good as you, I'm ashamed!"

"I don't need you to spend money to support me now, your salary is enough for you to live on, and you can still send some money to your hometown every year, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?" Shen Hongfei comforted, "Hurry up and eat, don't waste it, This was bought with your hard-earned money!"

Shen Zhenggao took a deep look at Shen Hongfei and buried himself in his meal.

After leaving the snack bar, Shen Zhenggao wanted to send Shen Hongfei back to school, but was rejected by the other party.

He sent his son to the bus station, intending to accompany the other party to wait for the bus, but was persuaded by the other party to leave.

He turned his head and crossed the dappled road, waiting for the bus at the bus stop diagonally opposite, but kept his eyes on his son.

He saw his son gesturing towards him, and turned his head to see that it was the bus he was waiting for.

However, how could he leave his son alone by the side of the road and get in the car first.

The bus drove away slowly, and he still stood there waiting, still looking at his son across the road.

Seeing this, Shen Hongfei glanced at the direction of the coming bus, and saw that the bus he was waiting for was still there, so he waved for Shen Zhenggao to come over.

Shen Zhenggao immediately looked left and right, quickly crossed the road, and ran to his son.

Shen Hongfei raised his head and stared at Shen Zhenggao, complaining: "Why don't you leave? Didn't I tell you to go home early and rest. You have to work overtime tomorrow."

Shen Zhenggao smiled, leaned over and picked up his son, rubbed his rough cheeks against his tofu-like face, and complained in a low voice: "Little heartless, people don't want you, and you keep driving him away !"

Shen Hongfei chuckled, and teased: "It looks like a rough man, but he is so sentimental, the style of painting is wrong!"

"How dare you laugh at me, you have no conscience!"

Shen Zhenggao deliberately messed up his son's smooth short hair.

The father and son were arguing, Shen Hongfei saw the bus he was waiting for coming, and hurriedly said: "Okay, it's time to separate, I'll be home next Saturday night."

Shen Zhenggao didn't let go, he waited until the bus stopped in front of him, he got on the bus with his son in his arms, and bought two tickets.

Shen Hongfei stretched out his hand and pinched Shen Zhenggao's cheek, dissatisfied: "Look at your efficiency, you've been tossing back and forth all day!"

"My pleasure!"

Shen Zhenggao squinted at his son, carried him to the rear of the car, found two empty seats side by side and sat down.

Shen Hongfei sighed softly, and decided to be an ordinary 8-year-old child, snuggling up beside his father.

He closed his eyes in the sunlight that shone through the glass windows, his body swayed gently with the moving bus, and he felt that this time was extremely peaceful and beautiful.

On the eve of 1:[-] p.m., all the freshmen in Class [-] ([-]) of junior high school gathered together, some talked with each other, some read books silently, and some wore earphones...

Sitting in the last row, Shen Hongfei silently observed this group of boys and girls, and found that they were full of arrogance without exception. He sighed secretly that he was like an ugly duckling that had strayed into a flock of swans, and felt that the world was impermanent and full of drama.

At two o'clock, a capable middle-aged woman with short hair and wearing a black skirt walked into the classroom holding a stack of test papers.

She wrote down the strong three words "Pan Yufen" on the blackboard, and said in a loud voice: "My name is Pan Yufen, and I am your math teacher and class teacher. The exam is now starting, with a total score of 500 points and a duration of 3 hours. It directly determines your student number for the next three years, and I hope everyone will treat it with caution."

Before she finished speaking, there was a sound of wailing in the classroom.

A girl with a ponytail and a red dress raised her hand and got Pan Yufen's permission to stand up.

"Teacher Pan, my name is Zhang Yiting, and I got No.1 in the Junior Entrance Examination. I'm not afraid of the exam, but I just don't understand. According to the school's past practice, the student number is determined according to the ranking of the Junior Entrance Exam. Why did it change this year?"

"Because many students spend a summer vacation crazy after the exam, and forget most of the knowledge they have learned before the start of school. The ranking of the junior high school exam cannot represent your current strength, and the school needs to re-examine." Pan Yufen replied, "Wait until you take the exam. After finishing this test paper, I will know who is the real gold. Okay, sit down and prepare for the test."

Shen Hongfei received the test paper passed by the classmate in front of him, flipped through it roughly, and found that it was the test paper he had taken a few days ago, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

Thinking that the result of this exam will determine the student number for the next three years, he immediately picked up the pen and answered the questions seriously.

He finished the questions with fixed answers first, and then re-conceived the Chinese composition and English composition, and completed the test in only one and a half hours.

Pan Yufen had already learned from Hu Yuerong that Shen Hongfei had done this test paper and was admitted by the school with a perfect score.

Standing at the back of the classroom to invigilate the exam, she took a look at this 1-meter-tall, powder-carved child. It was hard to believe that a child under the age of 4 could be so powerful.

Thinking that this child would give a blow to the proud and proud children in the class, she was full of anticipation.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Pan Yufen collected the test papers on time amidst wailing, announced that she would arrive at work at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, and then left with a stack of test papers.

The teachers of each subject in Class 1 ([-]) of junior high school were waiting in the office, working overtime collectively to correct the test papers, rank them, and determine their student numbers.

Shen Hongfei carried his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom, leaving the room full of complaints behind him.

He wants to take the bus to go out for dinner, and then buy some bread, milk, and fruit to bring back for breakfast tomorrow morning.

While he was wandering on the crowded bus, his classmate Zhang Yiting had already returned to a chic and secluded courtyard near the school on a beautiful pink bicycle.

There are two tall osmanthus trees with luxuriant foliage in the yard, and a hammock is set up between the two trees. On the bed lies a teenager with closed eyes and headphones in his ears.

This young man has exquisite facial features, perfect silhouette, and a slender figure, exuding an elegant and lazy atmosphere in the sunset shining through the treetops swaying in the wind.

Zhang Yiting walked to the hammock, unplugged the boy's earphones, and said angrily, "Brother, do you know how disgusting the school is? It even made a surprise exam, and said that the ranking of this exam directly determines the student number for the next three years. We just started school." Ah, there are physics and chemistry questions in the test paper, isn’t this a serious over-the-top! It’s disgusting! You’ve never done this before, so why should you take us under the knife? I’m not prepared at all!”

The boy slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were like the deep night sky.

He lightly opened his beautiful lips and made a clear voice.

"We also took the test. Every year in the future, freshmen in junior high school and senior high school will take this ranking test when they register for admission."

"Since you know, why didn't you remind me in advance?" Zhang Yiting was furious, "I failed the exam! It's all your fault!"

"I just found out." The young man said calmly, "The school just wants to test the real level of the new students. If they can't even keep this secret, what else can they do?"

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Yiting yelled, "The test results this time are definitely not my real level!"

The young man looked at Zhang Yiting who was baring her teeth and claws indifferently, and made it clear that she disagreed.

Zhang Yiting stomped her feet in anger, and rushed to the main room aggressively.

"You bullied me! I'm going to call my aunt to sue!"

Unmoved, the young man put on the earphones again, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The author has something to say: update at 16:[-] the day after tomorrow.