Five years simulation three years first

"Sister——! Take it easy!!"

Yu Shaochun leaned on the bed in the infirmary, grinning his teeth as he struggled with the sterile cotton balls in the school doctor's hands, letting out a horrific howl.The school doctor held a cotton ball in his tweezers, directly blocked his request, and ruthlessly slapped his wound hard.

"Turn around and lift up your clothes."

Yu Shaochun said vaguely, "Isn't this bad?"

The school doctor glared at him: "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Feng Zhou sat upright on the small round stool beside him, staring intently at the posters on the wall "How to Wash Your Hands Well" and "Five Tips to Prevent Flu".He turned his head and glanced at Yu Shaochun, who was pinned down on the bed by force by the school doctor, and smiled inaudibly.

When Yu Shaochun was mourning, he could still hear Feng Zhouxiao, and raised his hand in grief and indignation: "Don't laugh at me!"

The school doctor slapped him on the buttocks: "Be honest."

The two fought for ten minutes before the school doctor finished treating Yu Shaochun's bruises from the beating.She washed the tweezers and put them back where they were, and she didn't forget to teach him a lesson: "Do you know it hurts? The less you fight, the less you suffer. Do you hear me?"

Yu Shaochun waved to her weakly on the bed.

The school doctor said to Feng Zhou: "Look at him, he just took the medicine for those knocks on his back, don't mess around, I'm right next door, call me if you need anything."

Feng Zhou dragged the small round stool to Yu Shaochun's bed: "Wannian's second son, are you comfortable after being beaten?"

Yu Shaochun turned his head to him: "The first grader came all the way to avenge my grievances. I'm so moved that I'm about to cry."

Feng Zhou frowned: "I just hate people who cheat in exams. He is stupid enough to give me a reason to throw a note. It has nothing to do with you."

"Tsk," Yu Shaochun stretched out his hand to poke Feng Zhou's knee, "Why are you so stubborn? How difficult would it be to say that you stood up for me?"

Feng Zhou didn't deny it, put his legs back, and changed the subject: "Have you two had conflicts in your first year of high school?"

The expression on Yu Shaochun's face darkened.He was silent for a while before he opened his mouth and said, "It's not me, it's another person."

When he was in the first year of high school, Yu Shaochun firmly opposed his family giving the school money to get into a good class.He has been admired by the stars since he was a child, and he feels that gold can shine everywhere, and there is no need to engage in privileges.

So Yu Shaochun met Ning Zhiyuan in Class [-], Grade [-].

Ning Zhiyuan is a short boy, his whole body is so thin that only a handful of bones are left, sitting next to Yu Shaochun on the first day of school, his voice is as soft as a mosquito: "I am Ning Zhiyuan, from now on I... I will not Can I ask you a question?"

At first, Yu Shaochun simply thought that he was shy, but later he found out that his little deskmate was a very poor student from a particularly difficult family.His father has uremia and has been lying in the hospital, with at least 600 yuan for a dialysis session.His mother sells vegetables at a stall in the early morning, serves people dishes during the day, and sells scraps on three wheels at night.He himself uses a green-screen Nokia with peeling paint on the shell. The two sets of school uniforms issued by the school are washed and changed every day, and he only wears the school uniforms when he goes out on weekends.For lunch, I can only afford one vegetarian meal, and there is free egg drop soup.He got hungry quickly after eating these, so he put his body on the table to relieve his hunger.

When Yu Shaochun went to self-study in the afternoon, he always heard his stomach "gurgling" and asked him inadvertently, "Aren't you full?"

Ning Zhiyuan's secret was discovered by him, his face flushed, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.Yu Shaochun felt that he looked like he was being bullied by him, so he reached out from his bag and found two pieces of chocolate that had been snatched from Mama Yu's snack box: "Come on."

Ning Zhiyuan said thank you in a low voice, and started to take out his school uniform pocket, took out a few coins and put them on Yu Shaochun's desk.

Yu Shaochun held the coin inexplicably: "For you, why give me the money?"

Ning Zhiyuan said: "Mom taught me not to accept things from others casually."

Yu Shaochun was overjoyed.He thought for a while, then put the coin back into his hand: "I don't want your money, you can give me the same amount in return, how about helping me get hot water every day after class?"

Ning Zhiyuan is not particularly smart, but he is by no means a lazy person. He remembers very detailed notes in class every day. On weekends, he goes to the bookstore to read the tutoring materials and secretly does the above questions. Two dark circles came to class.

What an insane effort.

He stayed at school after school to answer Ning Zhiyuan's questions. Ning Zhiyuan always asked him if studying could really change his fate. wheel to make money.

Ning Zhiyuan said solemnly: "You helped me so much, I will definitely remember it, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

Yu Shaochun has been an enthusiastic person since he was a child, willing to help each other in the face of injustice, and he has helped many people: "You remember how to balance the chemical reaction and don't match it wrong next time. This is the greatest reward for me."

Such a child would be a treasure in the hands of any normal teacher, but Luo Qiudie, the head teacher of Class [-], Senior High.

A few days after school started, Luo Qiudie began to call the parents of the students in the class one by one, saying that your child needs to improve his math performance, so why not come to my cram school.Mama Yu answered Luo Qiudie's call once, thinking it was spam marketing, she hung up and blocked her phone number.After Yu's father found out, he was afraid that Luo Qiudie would give Yu Shaochun small shoes and give him a gift card with a fitness card, a beauty card, and a shopping card.

Luo Qiudie let Yu Shaochun go, but not Ning Zhiyuan.

Ning Zhiyuan is a child who is worried about what to eat tomorrow, his family has no money to give Luo Qiudie anything, let alone go to her cram school.Luo Qiudie looked down on him, and was angry in the class every three days: "Some classmates' parents are very interesting. They are poor themselves and their children. They are reluctant to let their children come to cram schools. They are not smart at all. It's better to give up completely and go home to learn." Learn how to pedal three rounds, you won’t be able to get into college anyway.”

Yu Shaochun was furious when he heard this, but Ning Zhiyuan himself didn't seem to be affected, he still imitated himself, and was in the mood to persuade him: "Brother Yu, forget it, it's my fault, don't blame her."

How could it be his fault?Is it wrong to be poor?Just because the other party is a teacher, do you have to swallow your anger if you are snobbish?

At the end of the last semester of senior high school, Ning Zhiyuan wrote an application seriously and handed it in with his resume, but the final candidate for the scholarship was announced by another person.

That person is Han Shun.

Han Shun is Luo Qiudie's nephew. He never studied hard after he went to high school, and he always copied others to get high marks in every exam.There are many methods for him to copy the answers, either by asking the other party to move the paper, or by asking the other party to put the answers somewhere in the bathroom and get them himself.

There are countless ways for him to cheat, only you can't think of it, there is nothing he can't do.

Perhaps it was his luck that he was not discovered, which made him rampant until the end of the term.Holding Ning Zhiyuan's application form, his face was full of artificial shock: "Look at what I found? Ning Zhiyuan, the noble Ning Zhiyuan, would actually apply for a bursary?"

Ning Zhiyuan wanted to grab it, but Han Shun deliberately stretched out his hand to prevent him from taking it, and said obscene words: "I thought you were pretending to be poor, but I didn't expect you to be really poor. Why didn't your mother sell it?" ? How fast you can sell it, does she not love you?"

He took out two hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, and patted Ning Zhiyuan's face: "The stipend is only 2000 yuan in total, not much, so I'll give you the 200 as compensation, isn't it interesting?"

As soon as Yu Shaochun came back from the next class, he heard Han Shun and his cronies making a fool of themselves in front of Ning Zhiyuan, and an evil fire rushed up. He pushed Han Shun back: "What do you want to do?"

"Master Yu, don't meddle in your own business. Why is it as if you poked your lungs? He's already fucking upset." Han Shun didn't expect someone to stand in for Ning Zhiyuan, "You made several mistakes in this exam, which hurt me. I got a few points less, but stop defending justice every day, and learn more."

Han Shun rubbed his chin, looked at Ning Zhiyuan and Yu Shaochun, and the smile on his mouth suddenly became weird: "Or do you actually like Ning Zhiyuan, and your heart hurts? Let me tell you, he hugged the other girl who went to the water room every day." Is a kettle yours?"

Yu Shaochun was about to beat someone up, but Ning Zhiyuan stopped him.He shook his head: "Brother Yu, forget it, you will be punished for fighting."

Later, Ning Zhiyuan's father couldn't afford the hospitalization fee and was taken home. His college dream could only become the most absurd but beautiful dream in his youth.

The day he dropped out was the first monthly exam for junior high school. After hearing the news, Yu Shaochun handed in the blank paper and chased Ning Zhiyuan all the way to the train station.Ning Zhiyuan's mother was a short woman with a haggard face, tottering in the early spring wind in the north, so thin that even Ning Zhiyuan looked a bit tall standing beside her.She was clearly not very old, but her half-white hair was tangled together like dry grass, tied in an inextricable knot.

Just like her life.

"You are Xiaoyuan's deskmate, right?" Her eyes were slightly red, and she bowed deeply to Yu Shaochun, "Thank you for taking care of us Xiaoyuan, you are a good boy, good people will be rewarded."

Ning Zhiyuan also bowed deeply to Yu Shaochun: "Thank you, Brother Yu."

Later, Yu Shaochun never saw Ning Zhiyuan again.

After listening to the story, Feng Zhou was silent for a long time, and rarely took the initiative to pat Yu Shaochun on the shoulder: "So you gave up the exam because of this. I thought this kind of teacher only existed in novels."

"Inspiration comes from reality, understand? Simple first grade?"

"Just to ask," Feng Zhou said, "Do you like Ning Zhiyuan?"

Yu Shaochun leaned on the bed with his arms and turned over, looking at Feng Zhou with weird eyes, no less than seeing Peking Man suddenly use BBQ for barbecue: "You can still gossip?"

Feng Zhou pushed his glasses: "Curiosity is human nature. Of course, if it's inconvenient for you to say so, I won't continue to ask."

"Please, I've helped so many people, can't I like everyone?" Yu Shaochun shrugged, "I just want to give him a hand out of pity. We are not people from the same world, and friendship is limited. That's enough. Then again, why are you so accepting of homosexuality?"

"Although I'm a loveless person, studies have shown that everyone has a subconscious tendency towards homosexuality." Feng Zhou didn't shy away from this question at all, and gave him a popular science, "There is a saying in kinematics that is very good,' Stillness is relative', which can be extended to various fields to explain some things. Sexual orientation is also relative, one can be heterosexual today, and suddenly become gay tomorrow, even if there is only one percent possibility, it cannot be denied His existence. You are me, I am you, and these two aptitudes are an inseparable part of being a 'person'."

"That's really philosophical." Yu Shaochun looked at him for a moment, then suddenly said, "Actually, you're really cute when you're not arguing with me."

"It's impossible not to argue with you, classmate Yu, who is warm-hearted," Feng Zhou said, "It annoys me when I see you pretending to be aggressive."

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