Five years simulation three years first

When Feng Zhou stepped out of the gate of Xinxixi, he felt a burst of heat blowing against his face.At the end of summer, the cicadas quarreled together, enjoying the last carnival.Feng Zhou sighed, cast a nostalgic look at the cool air-conditioned room behind him in the New West, clicked on Chen Si's dialogue box and started typing:

"Today I don't want to..."

Before he could finish typing, a phone call came.

"Feng Bao, when will you come over? My mother has prepared your exclusive seat, and I will wait for you to come when you are old!"

Feng Zhou was so tired of the word "Feng Bao" that he shivered, and shrank under the huge signboard of New West: "I don't want to go today."

"You--say--what--?" There was a lot of noise on the phone, and the person didn't seem to understand what Feng Zhou said, "You said you really-wanted to-come? Then come quickly!"

"I said I......"

Before Feng Zhou finished speaking, the man simply said "I'll talk to you later" and simply hung up on him.

It's hard not to suspect that he did it on purpose.

Feng Zhou looked at the sun hanging above his head, and felt really apprehensive.He faced the glass door of Xinxixi for a long time in silence, thinking whether he would be beaten out by Yu Shaochun if he went in again.

The receptionist was putting on nail polish, looked up to see him sneaking around the door for a long time, stood up and tapped the glass with his little finger: "Can you come in?"

"Oh, me, me..." Feng Zhou stammered and shook his head, "No, I won't go in."

"Don't come in and mess around," the front desk pouted, and sat back in her seat to continue painting her nail polish.

Feng Zhou thought it was God's will. With his schoolbag on his back, he stepped into the dividing line between the shade and the scorching sun like a hero. He felt that he was a piece of pork belly on the cutting board, which was sizzling.

The No. 2 bus is like an octogenarian, spraying black exhaust and slowly stopping in front of the platform.Feng Zhou looked at the white towel on the driver's neck, sticking wet to his skin, and knew that the car's air conditioner was definitely broken again.

He found a seat by the window and sat down to wait for the car to drive. With all his strength, he pushed the window that was almost on the window frame open a crack.

The old lady sitting in front turned her head and stared at Feng Zhou faintly: "Young man, grandma's head hurts from the wind."

Feng Zhou looked at her for a while, then gritted his teeth and closed the window.

With his forehead full of lawsuits, he looked down at a bunch of friend applications marked with "xxx dad" and "xxx mom". He didn't know him anyway, so he agreed to them all.

These new friends with ids from the "Follow the Encounter" and "Scenery along the way" series all use landscape photos. Feng Zhou swipe from top to bottom, feeling a little tired of aesthetics.

"What should I do if my child doesn't like to study?"

Most of them are useless. It is recommended to ask him instead of me.

"Is there any way to learn physics?"

Do the questions, do not read the answers, and do not suggest changing the question after reading the answers.

"How to quickly improve your physics score? My child can only answer 30 points all the time. He doesn't memorize formulas and doesn't do homework. Can he improve by 50 points by following you?"

It's faster to change your mind like this.

There was a burst of "sizzling" electric sound from the inferior speaker: "Arrival ahead, Bafang Road, please get off the passengers through the rear door..."

Just as Feng Zhou was about to lock the screen and get up, a dialog popped up at the top of the screen:

[I am your life to apply to add you as a friend]

WTF?

"Come, come, I've reserved your place for you," Ms. Zhang Qiushuang, wearing a high-end suit and stepping on small high heels, greeted her with a smile on her face, and took off Feng Zhou's schoolbag. "Are you tired? Want to drink?" Anything to drink, except wine."

Chen Si's mother, Zhang Qiushuang, and Feng Zhou's mother were college classmates, and they had been neighbors for a while before.Feng, a cardiovascular and cerebrovascular expert, chief heart physician, Qingqing has a lot of things to do every day, whether on business trips or meetings for surgery, he has no time to take care of his cheap son.

Ms. Zhang Qiushuang is warm-hearted and treats Feng Zhou as her own son. She feels sorry for him staying at home alone and having no food. She invites him to sit in the bar she owns every day. Deliberately leave a place for the deck on the far side.

But Feng Zhou was not willing to come.It's one thing for Zhang Qiushuang to like him, but it's another thing for him to make trouble for others every day.

It happened to be afternoon, and there were not many people in the bar, only a resident band was adjusting the equipment on the stage.As soon as Feng Zhou sat down, Chen Si came up to him: "Feng Bao, which lucky cram school did you get lucky with today?"

"New West. Don't call me Feng Bao."

"Okay Zhou Bao," Chen Si said, "Do you know that this school is run by Yu Shaochun's family? Last time we wanted to do team building in our class, he took everyone directly into the gate of New West, and a dozen or so people were there. I studied there all afternoon, do you think he is sick?"

Feng Zhou opened the notebook, and clamped the binding line with a ruler. Hearing what he said, his hands shook, and he tore the paper to a third-class disability with a "stab".

It's not surprising that Yu Shaochun's peacock with its tail spread could be seen in Xinxixi.

Chen Si: "If you're bored, you might as well come to my mother's bar and stay there. You'll be annoying people in the cram school every day, and you won't be afraid of being beaten up one day."

"Short to handle, soft to eat, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a huge strawberry was stuffed into his mouth, and he choked so hard that he couldn't speak.Zhang Qiushuang put the fruit plate on the table: "Xiao Zhou, eat some fruit to cool off the heat, it's so hot outside."

Chen Si stretched out his paw directly: "Wow, I want to eat strawberries too!"

"Xiao Zhou loves to eat, why are you making trouble?" Zhang Qiushuang pinched Chen Si's hand and twisted it hard, "He will study when he comes. You have been wandering around with the band all day, can you calm down and read a book?"

She put the fruit plate away and sat down, looking at Feng Zhou's schoolbag, which was a bit vicissitudes: "Xiao Zhou, your bag is disconnected, why doesn't your mother change it for you?"

"It's okay, Auntie." Feng Zhou was a little embarrassed, "As long as it works."

Zhang Qiushuang took out all the books in his bag and put them on the table: "Don't be polite to me. Auntie happens to have needles and threads, so I'll sew them for you, so that the books don't fall out if they are torn someday."

Chen Si was lying on the table, tilting his head to look at Feng Zhou who was scribbling on the paper: "You said my mother opened a bar and would bring me over to stare at me every day. Sometimes I really envy you, the kid next door. .Good grades, cool, free, so cool.”

cool?

Feng Zhou thought to himself, I really envy you, at least your mother is willing to take care of you.

The phone next to him rang.Chen Si probed, and read word by word: "I, want, your...life?"

"...I am your fate, illiterate."

Feng Zhou took the phone away, unlocked the screen and replied to the message.Chen Si looked at his nervousness and stared at him suspiciously: "Which little fairy are you chatting with?"

"The parents of the cram school just now," Feng Zhou said nonchalantly without changing his expression, "asked me how to change the brain of the child, no, learning physics."

Chen Si was silent for a while, and asked him: "Feng Bao, do you really think I'm a fool or do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Feng Zhou stayed at the bar until nine o'clock in the evening.This is the golden hour of entertainment, and the number of guests in the bar is gradually increasing.He felt that it was not good to occupy other people's seats and affect the business, so he packed up his things and left.Zhang Qiushuang hailed a car, took him to the door of the bar, and gently patted his head: "Come back tomorrow."

"Thank you..."

The word "aunt" was overwhelmed by the sound of "jingling bells". He and Zhang Qiushuang looked up at the same time, and saw a big and round drinker stumbling out of the bar door.He leaned on the beautifully decorated fence and lowered his head. After brewing for a while, he vomited on the floor with a "wow".

Zhang Qiushuang's complexion changed, he turned around quickly, rushed up murderously, grabbed the drinker by the collar and threw it into the hands of the bewildered security guard, yelling: "Drink, drink, Daxi, how much is there for fucking noodles?" , what the hell did you drink and vomit at the old lady's door, and I'll eat it all while pressing your head!"

Chen Si poked his head out of the window next to him, beckoning to Feng Zhou pitifully: "Feng Bao, don't forget to come to the volunteer activity tomorrow"

Feng Zhou, who was still watching the fun, immediately turned his head and got into the car, his movements were crisp and without delay.

Twenty minutes later, he stood at the door of his house covered in sweat and took out his keys.

Suddenly there was a loud "click" from the door, and then the hysterical scream of a woman pierced through the iron door and pierced his eardrums: "Every day you urge my mother to divide the house and divide the family property. Are you hoping that my mother will die early? Or you Can I be clean after death?!"

"You girls are short-sighted and can't make big things. You earn as much money as I do? You pick and choose what I do and use what I do. How dare you say I'm a good-for-nothing?"

"Don't talk about us women and you men, I'm with you because of your fat belly and Mediterranean blindness. If it weren't for another child, I would have left you fucking!"

His hand that opened the door paused, and slowly lowered it.

noisy again.

He put his forehead against the door, took a deep breath for a while, and finally inserted the key into the lock.

The two people who were in the middle of the World War inside looked at the door in silence. Feng Zhou shuffled in and closed the door without even looking at the mess on the ground and the two menacing adults. He went straight into the bathroom to take a shower.

No shampoo, no body wash.

Really yours.

He squinted and pulled out a small jar from the locker, which contained some soap bars that he had intentionally left behind.He put these soap cubes in an empty shower gel bottle, drenched in hot water and began to pound them expressionlessly until they were almost made into a soapy paste, then added some water to them, stirred them casually, and poured them out. Put some on hands, lather up and rub on scalp.

Go buy it tomorrow if you have time, I'm afraid it will be impossible to count on those two outside to buy it.

He only felt that the word "tired" was written on his body and mind, and he threw himself on the bed after taking a shower, not wanting to move.

【莪昰迩的命】2020/8/2122:43:56

Is the little brother asleep? (*▽*)

【Kepler】2020/8/2122:43:59

Problems?

After he finished asking this sentence, there was no news from the other side. Feng Zhou held back his drowsiness based on the principle of politeness and waited for her reply.

【莪昰迩的命】2020/8/2122:57:45

·Sorry duck just now my brother asked me to help him with that glass of water_(:з」∠)_

·I am a student of today's trial class, sitting next to you (*^▽^*)

·If you use the image method for today's question, it seems that you can calculate it with points (*^▽^*)

·Because his image is two quadratic functions, why don't you try to derive them?

If you say this, I won't be sleepy.

Feng Yigulu got up from the bed, turned on the desk lamp and drew a sketch.

【Kepler】2020/8/2123:43:06

·really

·This is the process I calculated with points, you can see if there is anything wrong

·[picture]

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