The whole world thinks I'm a scumbag

01 Youth is like an arrow like the wind

October, Dongtong City.

It was already late at night when Ji Bingfeng brought the Huo family's lawyer team back to this southern town.

Different from the sensation caused by their arrival last time, the big news about Huo's group's biological son living outside - has gradually lost its popularity.When people mention this matter again, they will only remember vaguely, besides the luxury vehicles that filled the entire market that day: "The little sick child raised by the Lu family's grandma with leftovers turned out to be a Master!"

"Bad man!"

In the dark alleyway, a child with a schoolbag saw a row of black shadows in suits and leather shoes approaching, and ran to the corner screaming.

The tail of summer is smeared in the night with a slight heat. In that direction, there is only a dim yellow lamp shadow. Although it is dim, it is enough to bring relief.

When I ran closer, the place where the light was located was a different world: the watchmaker's cabinet was very old, with dust and the green light of old glass, and the air was filled with the smell of copper rust and chemical solvents.The back is full of equipment, and the hammock is piled with large books, which look old and stable.

When I got closer, there was a medicine stove built with an old tin can next to it, and the smell of wormwood permeated the surroundings.

Behind that sits a 16-year-old boy.

The warm yellow light streamed down, smudged his dark hair and eyelashes with a soft halo, and his fair skin was like jade.It's just that the figure is a little thin, and the white is a little sick. There is a red rope around the neck, which is a longevity rope that the local people begged for the child to wear.

Hearing the movement, Lu Xingyin raised his head from the table, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at Ji Bingfeng and his group at the entrance of the alley.

The child hid behind him in a panic.

Ji Bingfeng gestured backwards.

The members of the legal team stopped at the alley, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding-this battle was really a bit exaggerated, those who knew were here to pick him up, those who didn't know thought they were filming a TV series to play gangsters.

Lu Xingyin withdrew his gaze and said to the child: "Don't be afraid, those are not bad people. Will there be any questions today?"

The child was shocked, and said coyly, "No, come and see my brother repairing his watch."

"Today's camera has been repaired, and your camera was also repaired last week, remember?"

The voice of Lu Xingyin is very light, even a bit cold, but it sounds very gentle.

The child was shy again for a while: "I know."

Half a day later, I took out a small box from my schoolbag: "My mother said that brother, you are leaving. This is the game currency I saved, and I will give it to you. Brother, will you not live here in the future? It is very rich to go." Is it a rich place?"

Lu Xingyin thought for a while: "Probably."

When it was close to closing time, Lu Xingyin put away all the parts and utensils on the table, and stuffed the old ledger back into the drawer.The medicine stove next to it was extinguished, and the medicine pot was still bubbling with water.

The child looked at him helplessly, tears were about to come down.

Lu Xingyin himself didn't remember when he started repairing some scattered things.Grandma Lu, who adopted him, was old, and her biological son had not heard from him for many years, and the grandparent and grandson lived on a meager pension.

It just so happened that Lu Xingyin was in poor health: first he was found to have a hemangioma in his brain like a time bomb, and later he had various minor illnesses.

The county hospital can't afford to go, so I can only drink traditional Chinese medicine on a budget.From childhood to adulthood, he almost grew up eating a variety of meals.

Occasionally, he repaired the radio of the old man across the street, and then one after another, people began to ask him to fix things, and some parents would ask him to help their children with their homework.Relying on the small money, he simply bought tools and opened a repair shop in this corner.

Grandma Lu's small yard is just behind the street. At this time, the old man should be asleep.

The last time I went back to Huo's house, someone came to explain the situation, gave a large sum of money, and agreed to pick him up today, but the old man didn't say anything.

as usual.

Lu Xingyin has been used to these four characters since he was a child, and this is the normal state of people in this town.Everyone is a cog in a system that runs smoothly. The energy is only for the operation of life itself, and there is not much room for joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. These things are too extravagant. Just like him, he couldn't pass the second year of high school. In summer, if there is no such fateful event, he will put down his schoolbag and become a quiet watchmaker.

But even so, in the eyes of the children in this area, he is a god.

Lu Xingyin has the ability to turn stones into gold, and can also bring all ordinary and broken things back to life, ranging from the old-fashioned PHS mobile phones dug out by children on the beach by the river, to the rice cooker of a family owner, There is nothing that Deer Walking Can't do.The small watch repair shop in this alley is their secret base.

Lu Xingyin stood up, looked at the child who was about to cry, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come and accompany me to another place."

The child's eyes lit up.

Lu Xingyin picked up the schoolbag that had been idle for more than a year, and walked to the back holding the child's hand.

The legal team was still waiting at the entrance of the alley, looking dignified and solemn.Although they did not push, they produced a furtive and rebellious joy that is peculiar to children.

Lu Xingyin came to the yard, squatted down in the dark night, and dug up a broken tile.

After the floating soil was pushed away, there was some metal reflecting light in the dark night. The child held up the flashlight, and after seeing it clearly, his mouth opened wide: it was a gold medal.

The above words are still very new: No. 15th Regional Youth Chemistry Competition Gold Award.

The child didn't know what it was, but his first instinct was that it was very powerful - countless times, he heard his mother plan: "When you enter junior high school, go to a competition, if you can get a gold medal, You won't have to worry about being sent directly to a key high school!"

The child has also heard his mother use Lu Xingyin as a bad example: "Look at your elder brother Lu, although he is smart, he doesn't study, so he can only be a watch repairer."

Lu Xingyin didn't get into high school, but he actually got this gold medal!

"This is for you." Lu Xingyin turned on the faucet in the yard, rinsed it carefully and handed it to him, "Don't be seen by others."

The child was flattered, he held the wet gold medal and stood up with him.

At this time, the group of lawyers who had been silent all this time approached quietly—Ji Bingfeng went to the gate of the courtyard and waited for him, even though he didn't say anything, it was a silent urging.

Strangely, in the first 16 years of Lu Xingyin's life, they didn't seem to think of looking for him; but once they found him, the eagerness seemed to be separated from the matter itself.Everyone in the legal team looked at him as if they were looking at a treasure, or a piece of fat.

The child knew that Lu Xingyin was really leaving.

He didn't know what to say, so he said, "I'll miss you. Goodbye."

Through the mask, he saw Lu Xingyin's eyes curled up: "Goodbye."

"Deer Walking Yin is expected to arrive tomorrow."

When it started to rain in the middle of the night, Ji Bingfeng's voice rang out, with the sound of electrical interference.

In the late-night video conference, everyone has different expressions.

A female lawyer with exquisite eyebrows and eyes in the legal team was the first to break the silence.

Her voice was agitated.

"This is the old man's last wish! The first one is to bring the child back. The second one is about the distribution of the inheritance. Do you dare to tell the child? The reason why the chairman asked to bypass Mr. Huo and directly pass the inheritance to the grandchildren, you guys Ask yourself what it means, as soon as the person leaves, is the team of lawyers going to fall apart? We must strictly enforce the old man's will! The child has the right to know how the estate will be distributed! This is what he deserves!"

At this moment, everyone's desktop is sharing an encrypted will, which comes from Mr. Huo, the chairman of Huo's Technology who just passed away a few days ago.

[The first one is to take Lu Xingyin, the grandson who is living abroad, back home. Regardless of whether Lu Xingyin is willing to change his real name and return to his family, he will be given half of the disposable cash assets in his inheritance.

Second, before the new successor of the group is determined, all operations of the Huo Group will be handed over to Gu Yunfeng, an old friend.

Article [-]: Lu Xingyin, adopted granddaughter Huo Sidu, and adopted grandson Huo Sifeng will compete fairly for the remaining shares, movables and real estates.The competition method is the weighted results of the next three years of high school (including college entrance examination results, general examination results, patent applications, paper publications, competition results, social activities, etc.).

Attachment: Huo's Technology has been developing the national medical industry for nearly [-] years. The only regret is that the family has no inheritance, and the children are still profitable. 】

Mr. Huo worked hard in the mall for half his life, but he was very rude to his own son Huo Jiang before he died. The phrase "mediocre and narrow" made the world known, and it was also a hot topic in the industry recently.

As early as when Mr. Huo was seriously ill, there were already rumors in the industry: Mr. Huo and his son and daughter-in-law were in trouble for the distribution of the inheritance. When he was dying, the old man did not want Huo Jiang to take care of him personally.

Everyone dies, and the inheritance is left to the grandchildren across the children. Isn't this still the same as leaving it to the children?

But no one expected that the old man had another trump card.

The name of this killer is Lu Xingyin.

Ji Bingfeng interrupted her coldly: "The old man is already in the past tense. He who understands the current affairs is a hero. The deer's song can't become a climate. He will definitely not get this inheritance."

The female lawyer raised her eyebrows, holding back her anger: "It's only been a day, what can you see?"

"Let's not talk about the high school courses he missed for a year. I looked at his junior high school grades. The child missed the exam four-fifths of the time due to illness, and the average score was only on the verge of passing the missed exam time. The junior high school curriculum , only chemistry was in the category of excellence, so I participated in the National Youth Junior High School Chemistry Competition, I checked the results, and did not win any awards."

Ji Bingfeng said indifferently, "As for Miss Sidu, the school's grades are stable in the top ten, and she won the regional gold medal in the competition; although Master Silie's grades are behind, he has artistic expertise and extra points for activities. According to the "Grade-Inheritance Comprehensive Weighted Evaluation Scheme", which side is more sensible to stand in, don't you need me to say more?"

Everyone in the room fell silent.

Ji Bingfeng said lightly: "Lu Xingyin is 16 years old, it is difficult to control. Mr. Huo and Mrs. Ye do not want him to cause any obstacles to Miss Sidu and Master Silie's inheritance. In other words, they want to put him raise waste."

He looked around and said, "I think this is something everyone knows well."

The journey back to Huo's house was full of twists and turns, and before their connecting flight in the early morning, they arranged for Lu Xingyin to sleep in a star hotel under the name of Huo's house.

Ji Bingfeng sorted out Lu Xingyin's files.

Within a day, all the materials the Huo family wanted were available.The files here are all the grade files and even the original examination papers from Lu Xingyin's elementary school to junior high school.

After reading it a thousand times, there will be no new conclusions. Lu Xingyin's grades are definitely poor.Lu Xingyin's personality is also indifferent and casual, very mediocre.

Ji Bingfeng rubbed his temples, and was about to put the file back, but suddenly he became interested by a strange coincidence.

He thought about Lu Xingyin's competition results again—he took out the form and looked at it. Although he knew that Lu Xingyin didn't even get the participation award, the actual competition results he saw still surprised him.

Experimental score: 0

Theoretical points: 0

This means that you won't get a zero score in theory if you take a few multiple-choice questions?How bad is the experimental operation to be able to double zero eggs?

He confirmed again that Lu Xingyin did not miss the exam, but the result of the competition was a real zero.

With this unbelievable attitude and the mentality of "see how bad this student can be", Ji Bingfeng took out the original math paper of Lu Xingyin Junior High School, a thick stack, and slowly read it.

The first one that came into my eyes was the mock entrance examination paper for the third year of junior high school, the joint entrance examination for the three junior high schools in Dongtong City.

In the 120-point test paper, Lu Xingyin just got a passing score of 72 points, no more, no less.

There was a large blank area on the test paper, Ji Bingfeng turned back a few chapters of the test paper, and knew where his strange feeling came from - he found that Lu Xingyin only got two scores: 72 points, or 76 points.

No matter whether the test paper is easy or difficult, no matter whether the average score is 110 or 50... Lu Xingyin is always on the edge of the passing line, never going up or down.