Five years simulation three years first

When Chen Si rushed to the shopping mall, he saw Feng Zhou standing by the trash can and kicking the mineral water bottle.

The mineral water bottle flew an arc under the lamp, and hit the "non-recyclable garbage" sign on the trash can next to it with a "boom", bounced, and rolled into the distance.

He sighed, and suddenly wondered if he should also be considered some kind of non-recyclable garbage.

"Feng Bao," Chen Si beckoned to him, "Didn't you go to the evening self-study tonight?"

"Well, not up."

Chen Si glanced at the brightly lit shopping plaza next to him: "Then what are you doing here?"

"Zhou Wanjin invited me to join his new family's dinner," Feng Zhou said, "then I accidentally revealed a little secret about the two of them, and I felt a little embarrassed, so I came out."

Chen Si took a deep breath: "You, your parents are finally leaving...?"

Feng Zhou nodded, feeling exhausted physically and mentally: "Is your mother's bar open? I have nowhere to go."

***

Zhang Qiushuang didn't expect Chen Si to go out and bring Feng Zhou back.

She trotted out from behind the bar and took off his schoolbag: "Xiao Zhou, how long has it been since you came to see Auntie?"

Feng Zhou smiled at her, but said nothing.

Chen Si winked at Zhang Qiushuang from behind, and said, "His father is in a bad mood to die, so don't ask too many questions."

Suddenly, Zhang Qiushuang took Feng Zhou into an empty box without asking any more questions.

"Just ring the bell and call me if you have something to do." She rubbed Feng Zhou's head with a bit of distress in her eyes, "Auntie is always here, you should study hard with Xiaosi."

The sound insulation of the box is very good. Several exercise books have been piled up on the table, and there are scratch papers scattered on the side, which are full of function images and conic curves.

Feng Zhou picked up one and said, "Can you do this question?"

Chen Si's heart tightened, and he hurried forward a few steps and snatched back the draft paper in his hand: "I'm studying, I'm studying."

"Why do you require so many guides?" Feng Zhou asked, "Don't learn from Yu Shaochun, you don't have his computing power."

Chen Si scratched his head: "Anyway, I can't draw the picture clearly, so I can calculate it slowly with this method."

Feng Zhou panicked and wanted to find something to do, so he looked at the exercise books on the table one by one.

Chen Si was like a student being visited by a teacher, sitting beside him in a well-behaved manner, not daring to move.

"This," Feng Zhou pointed to a big question in mechanics, "The constant acceleration is the critical value, which is wrong."

Chen Si didn't take it away and change it directly as usual, but asked with a puzzled look: "Is it wrong? Are you sure?"

"Sure," Feng Zhou re-examined his problem-solving process, "Why don't you take a look again?"

Chen Si took it over with kindness: "That's not necessary, I believe in Feng Bao."

Feng Zhou read a few more exercise books, and felt more and more wrong: "Did you change the papers again?"

"It's changed. I think the one I bought this time is more effective than the previous one."

"Really?" Feng Zhou looked at him suspiciously, "Is your feeling accurate?"

Chen Si smirked and fiddled with the pen in his hand, but didn't dare to answer.

Underneath the physical and chemical students' exercise book is a low-key English exercise book, orange peel, with a coconut tree printed on it, and the titles are of different sizes, like a three-no product mass-produced by a rough printing factory.

Feng Zhou's eyes felt hot when he saw it, but he still turned to the first page and was shocked by the rough feel of the paper.

Although this workbook looks very unreliable, but the slogan is really daring to write:

"Get started in three days, practice makes perfect in five days, and after finishing the book, your dream of a prestigious school will no longer be a dream! You can pass the IELTS TOEFL college entrance examination with your eyes closed!"

He flipped through two pages, and found that the difficulty of the questions inside seemed to be gradual, and each page was more difficult than the last. The articles he read were not those familiar faces that often appeared in "May [-]" and "Must Brush Questions", which were very fresh. It seems that the editor himself picked up the title from the foreign language bibliography.

Feng Zhou took a pen to draw a picture and randomly selected an article to write. When Chen Si's phone next to him "hummed" and shook his head, he raised his head from the topic.

Chen Si quickly took the phone away: "Hello? Why are you calling suddenly?"

What is he in a hurry?

Feng Zhou propped his chin to see Chen Si answering the phone in a panic, and deliberately avoided his sight.

"...Too lazy to type? You have to be lazy."

Chen Si quietly glanced at Feng Zhou: "Yeah, I did it, I did it. Ah? Is there something wrong? I didn't find it, you..."

"Who is it?" Feng Zhou asked.

"Friend, friend."

After Chen Si stuttered, he said "I'll talk to you later" into the receiver, and then hung up the phone.

"What friend?" Feng Zhou rarely asked him jokingly, "Girlfriend?"

Chen Si waved his hands and shook his head again, his face flushed red: "No, no, not a girlfriend."

Feng Zhou didn't bother to continue asking, and closed the English exercise book: "Where did you buy this book?"

Chen Si glanced at the cover: "I bought it online."

"You can focus on this book," Feng Zhou said, "It's better than most exercise books on the market."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the exercise book without any trace, and was going to search Taobao.com and buy a copy for Yu Shaochun.

I don't know if I can save that god's unsightly English paper.

***

Feng Zhou stayed in Zhang Qiushuang's bar until after nine o'clock, he was really embarrassed to stay any longer, he had to pack up his homework and leave.

Chen Si kept lowering his hair on WeChat, and the notification sound jingled loudly. When he heard that he was about to leave, he suddenly raised his head: "Would you like to sit down for a while?"

Feng Zhou shook his head: "Don't trouble your mother anymore."

"No trouble," Chen Si said, "Anyway, this box is specially reserved for my homework by my mother, so you can stay for a while."

"Don't wait, go back and do your homework." Feng Zhou was about to go out of the box, but someone held his hand.

Chen Si looked at him sadly: "Just stay a little longer, just a little while."

Feng Zhou looked at him with some inquiring eyes: "You are not right today."

"What's wrong, I'm not very good, hahahaha."

"Everything is wrong," Feng Zhou said, "I just entered the door, and I was not allowed to read the draft paper. I asked who you were calling, and didn't tell me who it was. I wanted to leave, but you didn't let me go. What do you think is wrong with you?" ?”

Chen Si sighed: "That's because..."

Feng Zhou waited for his "because" for a while, and found that there was nothing to say, so he turned around and was about to open the door and go out.

Chen Si grabbed his hand again with a sad face: "Feng Bao, I really can't say this because, please forgive me."

Feng Zhou said softly, "I'm not angry. What are you talking about, forgive or not? Just let go."

"Then Feng Bao, can you stay for another three to five minutes?"

"No."

Feng Zhou walked out the door ruthlessly, leaving behind Chen Si sighing.

The bar was half full, mostly decadent literary youths and office workers.The resident band played a sad guitar and sang an unknown folk ditty with a hoarse throat. It sang to the depths of emotion. Some listeners seemed to think of sad things, and they were secretly sad in a dark corner.

Zhang Qiushuang was talking to the security guard at the entrance of the bar, when he saw Feng Zhou approaching, he asked, "Xiao Zhou, what's the matter?"

"Thank you, Auntie, for your hospitality," Feng Zhou bowed slightly to her, "I'm going back."

Zhang Qiushuang was a little worried: "Are you going home?"

Feng Zhou didn't intend to go home.

He felt sick at the thought of seeing Zhou Wanjin's face when he went home.

Although Feng Qingqing's marriage to him had already existed in name only, but hearing him admit that he had cheated for four or five years still made Feng Zhou feel sick.

Especially that woman coveting grandma's house.

But Feng Zhou didn't say this, but smiled at Zhang Qiushuang: "Well, I'm going home."

Zhang Qiushuang seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it back.

She stepped forward, tiptoed, gently hugged Feng Zhou in her arms, and patted his head.

Feng Zhou suddenly felt his nose sour, and felt like crying for some reason.

Being humiliated by Du Baimei in the restaurant, he didn't cry or make a fuss, he was as calm as a dummy, but for some reason being hugged by Zhang Qiushuang, he felt a little more wronged out of thin air.

He sniffed, and suddenly thought, is this his mother's embrace?

Wouldn't Chen Si and many other classmates also be hugged by their mother like this before going to school every day?

Zhang Qiushuang let go, took a few steps back, and straightened Feng Zhou's schoolbag: "Xiao Zhou, if you need anything, just tell auntie, auntie will help you if she can, okay?"

"Thank you, Auntie," Feng Zhou said, "I'll see you another day."

The bar is on a street behind the "Yellow Beauty" shopping plaza.This street is full of clean bars, the signboards are shining melancholy under the orange street lamps, and there are newly planted locust trees on both sides of the road. The flourishing leaves cover the sky, leaving dark blue dots, creating a quiet atmosphere. atmosphere.

Feng Zhou stepped on the newly fallen green leaves and walked slowly forward, feeling a heavy unknown burden on his heart.

He suddenly realized that he had no idea where he was supposed to be going tonight.

It takes three hours by car to go to my grandma's house, and if I go, my grandma will know about these stupid things that my family has been hiding for many years.The two old people are not in good health, so don't worry too much if you can.

It is also impossible to go back and find Zhang Qiushuang. Since childhood, Chen Si's family has been troubled too much, and the favors owed have not been repaid, and he has always been unwilling to owe others favors.

Then I can only go to a nearby hotel to make do with it for one night, and then go home at the rehearsal time scheduled tomorrow.No matter how much Zhou Wanjin wanted to talk to him, he would never wait for him at home for two days.

Feng Zhou sighed, and searched the map for any hotels with a better environment nearby as he walked, but he didn't see a person walking slowly not far away.

The man stood under the tree and looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Student Feng, did no one tell you that not only is it easy to hit a tree while walking and playing with a mobile phone, but it is also easy to miss acquaintances?"

Feng Zhou was startled by him, and suddenly looked up: "Why are you here?"