rice story

It has been almost a week since the start of the new semester, and Zhao Dami still looks like he has not recovered.In the English class, the teacher was spitting all over the podium, Zhao Dami stared at her lips, feeling... sleepy...

Thinking about it, Zhao Dami couldn't help but yawn...

The previous afternoon, Zhao Dami went to help her aunt out of the hospital. She skipped class all afternoon and went back and forth several times before moving the hospital stuff back home... It was too late after moving, so she simply stayed at her aunt's house.

My aunt's mental state has improved a lot. When she got up in the morning, she made breakfast for Rice and Xiaoshu.

Some time ago, Zhao Dami mentioned the lawsuit with her aunt, but her aunt was noncommittal and let Zhao Dami think about it...

My aunt has always been a very kind-hearted person, no matter what, she has always disapproved of driving people to a dead end.So this time her noncommittal can almost be regarded as a kind of great support...

"Dami, what happened to your parents... how is it?" During breakfast, my aunt sat across from Zhao Dami and asked seemingly unintentionally.

Zhao Dami was gnawing on a cake, his mouth was full of cake crumbs, and he muttered, "Well...my friend will help me prepare...say yes...well...soon...to submit an application to the court..."

"Oh..." My aunt responded, "That friend of yours..."

Hearing his aunt mention Cheng Yunpeng, Zhao Dami hurriedly raised his head and added: "He is my best buddy... he is so nice..."

"When I was in the hospital, I noticed it... When you were not around, he was busy running up and down..." My aunt couldn't help but praised: "He's a pretty good boy..."

"Well, he's pretty good..." Zhao Dami replied, feeling happy in his heart.

...

"Zhao Dami!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout, which startled Zhao Dami.

"...It's fine to sleep in class, but to keep giggling while dreaming... Stand at the back of the classroom for me!"

The English teacher couldn't take it anymore... The students burst into laughter.

Zhao Dami scratched his head with a smile, carried his textbooks and walked towards the back of the classroom...

…Staring at the teacher on the podium for a while, Zhao Dami still didn’t know what she was talking about… So he was bored and opened the English textbook…

Zhao Dami looked at it for a while, and felt a little sleepy again... Leaning against the back wall of the classroom, he squinted for a while...

"Zhao Dami, don't give it away..." Cheng Yunpeng stretched out his hand again, trying to take the big bag of special products that Zhao Dami bought for him, but was rejected by Zhao Dami again...

"Hey, I'll take it... I promised to deliver it to the train station... let's go..." Zhao Dami held the specialty bag in one hand, and tugged at Cheng Yunpeng's cuff with the other hand, and walked forward.

The train ticket departed at noon, but both of them got up early.

After breakfast, Zhao Dami proposed to go to the train station, Cheng Yunpeng acquiesced and did not refute...

It's the last day of the holiday...Unknowingly, Cheng Yunpeng stayed in Yongshun for a whole winter vacation, and didn't go back during the Chinese New Year. He just called home a few times...

Even Zhao Dami can't explain why... It feels like there are so many things I want to say to him, but I just look at him, but I can't say anything...

The two walked slowly on the street, not in a hurry, swaying...Cheng Yunpeng let Zhao Dami hold his sleeve, and looked down at the ground quietly...

The two of them have walked this road together for countless times...the place I would pass by every day to deliver meals to my aunt...Zhao Dami walked for a while, and couldn't help but look up...only to realize that he didn't seem to have read this road carefully. road…

There are pancakes and soy milk at the stalls on the side of the road all the year round. Zhao Dami also took Cheng Yunpeng to eat there a few times. There are two rows of sycamore trees planted on the sidewalk... In summer, the sycamore leaves cover the whole road so that no sunlight can penetrate it. It is very cool to walk on it...

Thinking about it, Zhao Dami turned around and said to Cheng Yunpeng.

"Now the trees and leaves are all gone... Come back in summer... This road is beautiful..."

"Okay..." Cheng Yunpeng looked at the excited Zhao Dami and agreed with a smile.

"Then it's settled! Well, when I save some money, I'll go to Shanghai to play with you too..." Zhao Dami said to himself with a smile.

"Okay..." Cheng Yunpeng put away his laugh, and agreed again lightly.

Hearing that, Zhao Dami felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly turned his head and asked Cheng Yunpeng: "...What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No...", Cheng Yunpeng looked at Zhao Dami: "Dami, have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"

...

Zhao Dami suddenly woke up from the dream, and found that he had just fallen asleep while standing at the back of the classroom with his English textbook in his arms...

He sniffed and looked at what the teacher on the podium was still talking about.

The few students with better grades in the class sat in the front row, listening carefully, and bowed their heads to take notes from time to time...

The back row of the classroom was in chaos, and almost all the bullies in the class sat in the back row.Zhao Dami watched them secretly push each other while the teacher turned his head to write on the blackboard, or threw paper balls...

Zhao Dami is not a good student, but he doesn't hang out with the class bullies very much. The teachers have completely given up on the class bullies, and the teachers usually turn a blind eye to what they do, and ignore them.

Strictly speaking, Zhao Dami can only be regarded as an average student, with poor grades, but it does not affect the class atmosphere...

For a student like him, in such a non-key ordinary high school, as long as the crime is not deadly, the teachers usually don't have the energy to care about it...

Zhao Dami glanced at the students in the classroom indifferently, and suddenly remembered Cheng Yunpeng's words - "Zhao Dami, you have to try to give yourself a future..."

He looked down at the English textbook in his hand, and suddenly clenched his fist lightly...

After Zhao Dami made up his mind to study hard, he was very excited for a while... Then after reading the textbook aimlessly and pretending to be calm for a few days, but still couldn't do the questions...he was confused again...

Just after class exercise, Zhao Dami bought a postcard at the canteen, spread it out on the desk, and decided to put aside the matter of striving for self-improvement for the time being, and write a letter to Cheng Yunpeng first.

While he was biting the tip of his pen and thinking about what to write... he heard a classmate calling his name outside...

"Zhao Dami, I have your package!"

Zhao Dami thanked his classmates, took a look at the package, and found that the delivery address was from Shanghai, raised the corners of his mouth in a busy manner, and opened it on the spot...

It must have been sent by Cheng Yunpeng, after all, the whole of Shanghai knows him alone...

Unexpectedly, when I was about to write to him, he sent something here... Zhao Dami couldn't help but feel a little happy when he felt that there was such a tacit understanding between the two...

I don't know what he will send?Zhao Dami couldn't help thinking.

I heard that the toffee in Shanghai is very famous, could it be some gadgets?

When the two were in Shanwan last time, I heard Cheng Yunpeng say it...

While unpacking the wrapping paper, Zhao Dami happily guessed silently in his heart...

As soon as I opened it, I was dumbfounded...

A full stack of exercise sets! ! !

Zhao Dami looked at the word "Physics" on the cover of the first book, and felt a twitch in his heart... After reading the textbook for several days in a masochistic manner, Zhao Dami almost instinctively wanted to vomit blood when he saw the book now...

Zhao Dami fixed his eyes, and found that there was a leaf-shaped sticky note on the first book. He quickly tore it off and looked at it. It said - "They are all exercises from last semester. No matter what method you use, follow my arrangement. The order in which to put them is one book per week, and when it’s filled, send it back to me!”

Cheng Yunpeng's handwriting is beautiful, powerful and neat, which makes people feel very comfortable.But Zhao Dami was not in the mood to appreciate it... He picked up the outermost physics book and flipped through it... and found that Cheng Yunpeng had "intimately" torn off all the reference answers at the end...

When he got home at night, Zhao Dami coded up the whole stack of exercise sets and put them on the blank test paper that Cheng Yunpeng helped him sort out last semester... Then he took off the post-it note and pasted it on the base of the lamp superior.

Zhao Dami stared at the post-it note for a while, shook his head, turned to the page of the formula in the textbook, started to calculate after one question...

It is actually very difficult to do the questions with reference to the book. Without the teacher's explanation, many formulas cannot be mastered by rote memorization...

Zhao Dami had to spend more time, sorting out the simple question types in the book first... Although there are still many questions that I can't do, it is much smoother than at the beginning...

Gradually some students in the class discovered that Zhao Dami hadn't been punished to stand for sleeping in class for almost a week!

Although he still didn't listen carefully in class, but buried himself in writing and scratching on the desk... The teacher was also happy to be at leisure and never ignored him.

"Hey, Zhao Dami, where are you writing a love letter?" The students at the back table saw that Zhao Dami hadn't even left their seats after class, so they couldn't help but leaned over to take a look-"You...are...doing a question?", a classmate at the same table His face was shocked, as if he had seen something strange, he shouted loudly.

This provoked a lot of students to gather around to watch, and they all said that the prodigal son suddenly turned back, Zhao Dami must have been bewitched...

Zhao Dami was noncommittal, glanced at the exaggerated reactions of the students with a smile, and continued to work on the problem...

After a miserable week, Zhao Dami wrapped up the first collection of physics problems on Sunday afternoon and put it in the postbox... I couldn’t help but feel a lot of emotion—the first time in my life that I completed my homework with my own efforts ah!Still a full book!Although I don't know whether the result is right or wrong, I actually finished all the questions without missing the answers!

Zhao Dami held back his small universe, which was almost uncontrollable, and immediately rushed home... I am going to write the next book of chemistry... Ahhh, do I have to memorize the periodic table of chemistry again?

For Zhao Dami, chemistry is much simpler than physics.Zhao Dami actually finished it on Friday morning, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed...

He thought about it, should he send it back to Cheng Yunpeng in advance, so that he can also know that he has completed the task ahead of time...

In fact, Zhao Dami also wondered why Cheng Yunpeng had to send back the completed exercises by himself...wouldn't it be good if I promised not to cheat?Do you have to check him?Zhao Dami pouted, thinking, Cheng Yunpeng really underestimated me!

But he was also doing it for his own good... When Zhao Dami sent out the chemistry collection at night, he also included some hard maltose in the package.Zhao Dami found out that Cheng Yunpeng liked to eat this when he was here, and I don’t know if it’s sold in Shanghai...so I sent him some...

A few days later, Cheng Yunpeng was lying on the table doing math problems... Another classmate brought him a package...

Zhao Dami touched the shell, and didn't dare to look forward to it like last time. He knew it must be a book!Zhao Dami couldn't help muttering that Cheng Yunpeng was too ruthless, and he hadn't finished half of the big stack last time...

Just as he was thinking about it, he opened the package and took a look—it turned out to be the physics problem set that he finished last time... Zhao Dami couldn't help but secretly sighed that Cheng Yunpeng really didn't trust him, and it was a waste of time and money to send it back and forth to check an assignment...

He couldn't help cursing in his heart, while flipping through the exercise book, he was startled.

Inside, each wrong question is densely marked with a red pen to solve the problem, and some formula page numbers and page numbers of the same type of question types are attached...

Looks like a lot of work...

Think about it, it’s only been a few days since I sent it... Zhao Dami thought about the state of his life when he was doing the problem, and then looked at the comment above that was no less than a workload of redoing... I don’t know how much Cheng Yunpeng endured. one night...

Zhao Dami had a sore nose, and was about to cry immediately... Cheng Yunpeng was so kind to him, yet he was still a villain... Zhao Dami blamed himself a little...

Cheng Yunpeng sent back a set of physics test papers to Zhao Dami's set of physics problems. Zhao Dami flipped through the test papers and found that the answers were still there...

There is also a note attached to the test paper that reads, "Sort up the wrong questions carefully, and you don't need to send back the test paper after finishing it. Come on!"

Zhao Dami looked at Nuan Nuan, thinking how Cheng Yunpeng could treat him so well!I wish I could go to Shanghai to do something for him immediately.

In the evening, Zhao Dami took out a new homework book and prepared to sort out the wrong questions... He did the wrong questions again first, and looked at Cheng Yunpeng's problem-solving ideas next to him...he understood a lot in an instant.

Cheng Yunpeng is really a very good teacher...Zhao Dami thought to himself...suddenly saw a sentence under a pile of red words: "Big idiot! I did it wrong again! The first X page X question is the same type!"

Huh?Zhao Dami shook his head, trying to get rid of the black lines that covered his head instantly after seeing those words...

Looking at that sentence again, Zhao Dami turned back curiously...and saw something like

"It's all wrong? You can kill yourself!"

"Zhao Dami, your brain must have run away from home"

"Forget it if you're stupid!"

"Master, my brain cells are about to be made to cry by you!"...

They are all written in red pen, and they are attached to the piles of comments in a serious manner, so you can't find them if you are not careful...

Zhao Dami looked at it, and burst out laughing—Cheng Yunpeng's face flushed with anger seemed to appear in front of his eyes...

Zhao Dami looked down at the "big idiot" on the paper, and smiled happily~

When Zhao Dami finished writing the last book of the pile of exercise books, the results of the second monthly exam of the semester were also posted... Zhao Dami had no expectations, after all, what he learned recently was the content of last semester, and this exam is still the same. Confused... But he still followed the crowd and squeezed to the bulletin board to see his ranking...

The rankings are still not high or low, the middle position, physical chemistry is still terrible, and because I don’t listen to the lectures, even the mathematics that usually can score more than 100 points has dropped a lot this time...

"...Zhao Dami, thanks to your usual hard work, it still doesn't seem to work..." The back table suddenly appeared behind Zhao Dami, put his arms around his shoulders, pointed at the bulletin board, and said sarcastically.

Zhao Dami shook his shoulders, got rid of the hand on the back table, and squinted at him: "Cut! Wait and see! I will show you the counterattack!"

Zhao Dami glanced at the English score of 73 on the bulletin board and thought, Cheng Yunpeng's method is still very effective!Smiled, threw off the back table and walked away...

In fact, Cheng Yunpeng’s problem set for the first semester of senior high school has already arrived. The two of them have never sent postcards. They are all problem sets. Zhao Dami will occasionally write a sentence after the problem, Cheng Yunpeng, you are an idiot...

I don't know if Cheng Yunpeng will see...

Zhao Dami went home and opened the first physics book for the next semester...and found that "Come on!" was written on the title page

Suddenly, I felt warm in my heart, and I was suddenly full of motivation!

Lawyer Zhang came to find Zhao Dami several times and negotiated some matters with him. Zhao Dami entrusted his aunt with full authority to take him to prepare for the trial. The first trial will be held a week before the end of the initial period... Zhao Dami thinks about it, and thinks that Lawyer Zhang will tell Cheng Yunpeng, I forgot to tell Cheng Yunpeng about it...

Zhao Dami suddenly felt that after a winter vacation, everything changed for the better...whether it was the embarrassing relationship with his parents, or his precarious campus life...

Zhao Dami clearly knew that all of this was because Cheng Yunpeng suddenly appeared in his life...

In the few exams near the end of the term, Zhao Dami's grades jumped to the top ten in the class-in such a school where there are many scumbags, in fact, as long as you are willing to learn and put in a little more effort, you can quickly crush a bunch of them people…

The teachers have never doubted the authenticity of Zhao Dami's grades. After all, in the past semester, Zhao Dami's efforts are obvious to all.The teachers were all secretly relieved, silently including Zhao Dami in the scope of good students...

Gradually, more and more students came to get close to him intentionally or unintentionally, and asked him, whether true or false, how to improve their grades quickly...

Zhao Dami never thought that one day he would have a day when the stars would hold the moon...I couldn't help but feel a little ecstatic...

It's almost the end of the final exam... Cheng Yunpeng was hesitating whether to invite Zhao Dami to Shanghai for a holiday... Then he received a letter from Zhao Dami.

For a whole semester, apart from laughing and cursing in the exercise sets, the two had almost no other communication... Cheng Yunpeng really wanted to write to ask, how is Zhao Dami doing now, how is his parents' lawsuit preparations, and how is his aunt? ...But after thinking about it and afraid of affecting his study, he didn't ask anything...

Therefore, Cheng Yunpeng couldn't help but feel a little surprised to receive his letter near the end of the term.

After reading the three thick pages of paper in his grandfather's house, Cheng Yunpeng felt full...

Zhao Dami wrote a bunch of his own life.

I wrote that the parents' lawsuit has ended, and the result is very good. Parents will pay half of their own study expenses until they graduate from university.

I also wrote that my aunt has been in good health recently and has gone back to work.

My grades are getting better and better, and the class flowers come to me to ask questions intentionally or unintentionally, and I am very happy.

There are also classmates who are very friendly to me, and now I have made a few friends.

The teacher suggested that I participate in the Mathematics Olympiad competition in the first semester of the second year of high school, and I have to make up lessons during the holidays. I heard that I have the opportunity to participate in Shanghai for the preliminary competition...

Zhao Dami wrote at the end of the letter: "Cheng Yunpeng, I will work hard to compete in Shanghai next semester, and then I can see you!"