The whole world thinks I'm a scumbag

Lu Xingyin went quite early because he didn't sleep at night.The gate of Qingmo No. 04 Middle School opened at 30:[-] every morning, and he arrived at [-]:[-]. While waiting, he ate breakfast at the stall where Gu Fangwei took him to eat noodles last time.

It was still too early, the boss was still yawning, and he recognized him when he delivered the noodle bowl: "Aren't you Xiao Gu's younger brother, Xiao Gu is handsome, and you are also handsome. You are the first one here today Yes, good luck if you can eat the noodle soup!"

The noodle shop cooks noodles in a fixed stainless steel bucket. The water in it keeps rolling, and it becomes more turbid as it goes to the back. Only the first bowl of noodles is the cleanest and the soup is the clearest, so it is called "head soup noodles". There is a saying in Tongshi, and here too, that people who get up early and eat noodle soup every day will have good luck that day.

The fragrant noodles are soaked in a rich soup, and the rice noodles and vinegar kelp are lying on the cold plate, which makes people's index fingers move.

Lu Xingyin's eyes curled up: "Thank you boss."

In addition to day students, surrounding residents, and occasionally teachers, people who often eat here.After Lu Xingyin finished eating, a man came in and asked for steamed stuffed buns and soy milk to take away. When he went out, he happened to be with Lu Xingyin and recognized him: "Hey, you are Lu Xingyin from Class 27 of the second year of high school? "

Lu Xingyin looked up, the teacher smiled and introduced himself: "Li Gu, a math teacher."

It was thickly wrapped in winter, and it was only then that Lu Xingyin recognized him, and said softly, "Hello, teacher."

Ever since he scored 143 in the last monthly exam, Lu Xingyin has become famous in the grade group—at least in the math group.Li Gu has a deep impression on him, and even the teacher Kang Mei and others in the next class have different attitudes towards him. Every time they hear Song Li boasting there, they sometimes feel a little sour-Song Li is really It's terrible, although there is no shortage of students who are good at mathematics in any class, but students like Lu Xingyin who are smart, humble, and respectful of teachers are simply the favorites of all teachers!

Li Gu said: "My car is parked outside. You get in the car and I will take you into the school. By the way, why are you outside? I remember that you are not a day student?"

Lu Xingyin didn't change his face and his heart didn't beat: "I'm sick, I asked Mr. Xie to get an injection outside the school, and I just came back."

"So it is."

The gate of Qingmo School is still about 10 minutes away from the senior three teaching building. Lu Xingyin thanked him and got on the co-pilot.

After driving for half a minute, Li Gu picked up another day student from Class [-] on the side of the road and brought him into the school.

Li Gu looked at the road, and suddenly asked Lu Xingyin with a smile: "Did you not apply for mathematics in the advanced class? I thought you were going to apply for mathematics, so why did you go to Teacher Chen? If it was because of the last time, then The teacher wants to apologize to you first."

He was joking, and Lu Xingyin was a little embarrassed: "No, it's because I don't have enough energy and I have to make up the previous content, so I only chose one subject."

"Yes, the content of the improvement class is a bit difficult for ordinary students." Li Gu said, "There are fewer and fewer students who insist on attending classes. I don't know how many will be left in the end. All the improvement classes are temporarily suspended today. Let me tell you, I don’t need to go to self-study this morning, and a new notice will be issued during the exercise.”

A class of girls in the back row is also a student of the advanced class, and asked: "Is the teacher asking for leave?"

"No, it's for all grades. Listen to it for a day." The transport truck in the cafeteria in front blocked it, and there were a few students passing the outer lane. Li Gu patiently slowed down, and said, "Our school class is for people. The parents reported it."

"what……"

Lu Xingyin also raised his eyes in doubt.

"It's nothing, it doesn't have a big impact. It seems that the parents of the students who were not selected for the improvement class reported it because the school violated the normal class time." Li Gu sighed, obviously feeling upset, "Today we will suspend the class for one day, and wait for the notice Go to class normally, no problem. But you don’t want to talk about it.”

In class, Lu Xingyin continued to copy the questions.

Gu Fangwei took two consecutive physics promotion classes for him. He hadn't read many of the questions by himself, so he copied them while doing them, and finally finished them before the morning self-study.

Xie Tian also came to the class, and issued a notice to Meng Congzhou, Cai Jing, and Lu Xingyin alone, just as Li Gu said: "Today, the improvement class will be closed for one day, and all arrangements will wait for the results of the running exercise."

All three students said they knew.

After Lu Xingyin finished his breakfast, he took time between classes to give a lecture to his classmates.Today there are still two chemistry classes in a row, and Hou Mo did not come. The chemistry class representative ran over and said: "Mr. Go find him like the next class."

As soon as the words came out, the class started to move out one after another, and more than half of them left at once. Lu Xingyin was a little strange: "Do you have so many questions? So many people go together, the teacher doesn't have time to finish the lecture one by one, right? "

The girl in the front row was afraid that the girl wrote him a note and handed it over, Lu Xingyin opened it and read it: "It's different, I went there last time, Mr. Hou chose the place where everyone had a lot of problems, and re-teach the class, everyone Let's listen together. He seems to be really unwell, but he is speaking seriously. I am afraid that he will point to me, so I will not go to this class."

Chen Yuanyuan was also packing up her textbooks and was about to drag Qu Jiao down: "Little Calculator, you were sick and absent for consecutive classes last time, so I don't know. It's almost a different place to teach. Although I hate old monkeys, I still have to go to this one." of."

Qu Jiao also asked him: "Primary school bully, are you going?"

Lu Xingyin shook his head.

He didn't have to go, they were also mentally prepared, and left after saying hello.There are only a few sporadic people left in the class. Either they really don’t want to learn and give up struggling, or they are really good at chemistry and have a good foundation, so they don’t need to listen.

Chen Yuanyuan and Qu Jiao left first.

He had just opened the physics test paper and was about to start previewing new content when the back door creaked open, and the fragrance of roses and birches wafted in. Before he could turn around, a warm hand was on his shoulder, and he lifted Get up and pinch his face.

Gu Fangwei sat on the seat with a schoolbag on one shoulder: "Good morning, little calculator."

Lu Xingyin's voice was clear and light: "Morning."

He didn't lift his head, he was still seriously looking at the physics book for the next unit, and wrote on the straw paper rustlingly with a gel pen--just after writing the derivation of a formula, he suddenly heard the table behind him creaking, and a figure tape Gu Fangwei stepped on the table and jumped over, sat down on Chen Yuanyuan's position, hooked his shoulder with his hand and pulled him towards him.

Gu Fangwei's body is very warm, the warmth from the inside out, despite the cold air just coming from outside.Lu Xingyin was dragged over by him, the pen fell off his hand, leaned against his shoulder, was hooked and held in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "You helped me fix the robot?"

Lu Xingyin explained: "It's not what I want to fix, it's because your robot started up in the middle of the night, and it can't stop once it talks."

"I didn't tell you this." Gu Fangwei was on the scene with double standards. He completely forgot the rule of "don't touch my brother's things", and a smile appeared in his eyes: "My little calculator is a snail baby."

Being pulled by him like this, Lu Xingyin's ears gradually turned red. Hearing this sentence, he tried his best to get up and break free from his arms: "We are in class, and the teacher will come later."

"Come here." Gu Fangwei continued to lower his voice and asked him, "How did you fix it?"

"Then let me go first."

Deer Yin said.

Gu Fangwei obediently let him go - he looked at Lu Xingyin, afraid that he would get angry if he teased him any longer, so he let go of him, laying on Chen Yuanyuan's desk, tilting his head to look at him, his peach blossom eyes wide open. Looking at it directly, I feel a little wronged.

Eyes burning.

Lu Xingyin picked up the pen, tidied it up, and said calmly: "There is a problem with the hardware circuit."

"The first step for me to build this little robot is the hardware, customized PCB, factory processing, and welding small parts. I have done it many times. It was fine to debug at the beginning, and it was fine when I tested it with a test pen yesterday. What's the situation?" Gu Fangwei scratched his head, he stretched out his hand to poke him, and lowered his voice maliciously, "My brother is good, you are so powerful, tell me about it."

"It's not that the test pen is not extinguished, so there is no problem." Lu Xingyin said, "I have repaired old mobile phones and old game consoles for people. Some motherboards look good, but in fact the working circuit is overheated. Your——Response to undertake Module," Lu Xingyin didn't know how to say the professional term for this, so he made up a general meaning according to his own understanding, and pointed out to him, "There is a part of the resistor that is about to burn out, overheating and short circuiting, I will change it for you Wiring, get the broken one out."

"You can also repair mobile phones and game consoles?" Gu Fangwei opened his eyes wide and was shocked, "You used to teach this in the school you were in?"

His first reaction was the experimental courses that required teamwork and hands-on experience in his elementary and middle schools, which he always liked the most.

Lu Xingyin paused for a moment while pinching the pen, and said lightly, "It's not about taking classes, it's about making money."

At that time, he could still receive "black jobs" on the Internet - that is, to refurbish scrapped mobile phones or game consoles, and some electronic products were broken and sold as scraps. In fact, the problems were not serious. Sometimes removing dust, cleaning corrosion, and washing the motherboard can solve the problem, but for more difficult ones, it is necessary to change the circuit or re-plate the package. Lu Xingyin can usually only participate in the first step of the repair, and he knows that the rest will be Some manufacturers use it to make counterfeit phones.

Troubleshooting is the hardest part, and the repair process is fun and calming.For Lu Xingyin, he did not learn a lot of chemical knowledge and physical knowledge from textbooks, but from the hydrogen peroxide water, ultraviolet lamps and re-plating he bought wholesale when he opened the repair shop.

Other students had to memorize the replacement reaction conditions and the function of certain organic substances, and those were the instincts he had practiced every day and engraved in his mind.

After he said that, Gu Fangwei's eyes widened even wider, and there was unprecedented seriousness and curiosity in his beautiful peach eyes: "What else can you cultivate?"

"The first thing to fix is ​​the radio, and then I will fix all kinds of miscellaneous things." Lu Xingyin said.

"Feynman." Gu Fangwei whispered.

Lu Xingyin didn't understand, but he smiled when he saw Gu Fangwei: "Physicist Feynman's memoirs, his first book also started from repairing radios. I didn't expect that my brother is a little genius."

Lu Xingyin stared into his shining eyes, smiled a little, looked away after a while, and continued to write the question.

He wasn't a Feynman-style genius, and he had it all not because of interest but by chance.Gu Fangwei has the pride and innocence of a student from a good family. In his eyes, the harbinger of talent, in fact, in Lu Xingyin's cognition, is something that every repairman in Dongtong City will do, and it is a basic skill .

Some people are geniuses, and some people open repair shops. The span and gap between them cannot be bridged.

"I'm thinking about a question." Gu Fangwei was reluctant, and leaned over again, whispering in his ear, "From now on, you will be my younger brother, little calculator, little snail prince, do you want us to discuss it?" How about you join my project?"

"It's very interesting. You also saw that stupid robot. If it is ready one day, it can help you pick the peppers in the fish-flavored shredded pork every day..."

Lu Xingyin finished a question in his mind, wrote "B" after the new multiple-choice question, turned a page slowly, and then said:

"No."