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At six o'clock in the morning, Ji Canxi was woken up by the alarm clock that rang three times.

The basement was still dark. The young man raised his head from the messy desk. Last night, he planned to finish a math paper and go to bed, but he got stuck on the last big question.

Fortunately, it was figured out.The mind was dizzy, and he yawned a long time. He glanced at the alarm clock, and his mind instantly became clear:

Damn, late!

He jumped up from the seat immediately, and wanted to go to the bedside to get a change of clothes, but he tripped over something under his feet and fell to the ground.

After grooming at the fastest speed in his life, he ran all the way while buttoning his coat. After finishing buttoning, Ji Canxi brushed his messy hair a few times. What a pity, the money will definitely be deducted now!

Going around a few deep alleys, and then crossing the alley in front of you is the main road. Just as Ji Canxi was considering whether to take a taxi for the extravagance, a few harsh curses suddenly came from the next alley.

Surrounded by a wall were several big boys, about the same height, with strong backs, but dirty mouths.

Come again!Ji Canxi cursed in his heart, every time he took this shortcut for part-time job, he did not know how many unrest incidents had occurred, but the alley was winding, and there were a bunch of vacant houses that were about to be demolished. It was very private and suitable for Something nasty happened.No wonder they couldn't catch them all.

But since someone used a knife last week, Ji Canxi called the police, and after returning at night, it has become much quieter.How long has it been.

While walking quickly, he took out his cell phone to call the police, but the cell phone ran out of battery, no wonder it was so quiet this morning!

He had already walked out of the alley, and the bus, which was so hard to wait for usually, came in time like rain, Ji Canxi struggled for a moment, forget it, they are just a few brats, nothing big will happen!

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On the side of the alley, after a while of punching and kicking, the leading boy said viciously: "Damn you, look at you, you are lucky if I ask you for money, and you dare to sue! I treat you too well on weekdays, right?" Bar······"

As he said that, the half-worn sneakers stepped on the back of the hand, and the people on the ground exclaimed in pain, and the people next to him seemed to hear something important, and laughed like two hundred and five.

"I said, the robbers are so diligent now, and they wake up so early?"

A joking voice came, and those people turned their heads to see a tall figure standing there with a smile on his mouth, but his eyes were cold, hiding anger.He was wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers, and carried a schoolbag on one shoulder. He was simple, but his body was written all over his body.

The leading boy frowned, "Which onion are you, stop fucking meddle in your own business!"

"Me," Ji Canxi threw away her schoolbag, and took a few steps forward leisurely, "I'm your father."

"You're fucking looking for a fight—" the boy said as he wanted to pounce forward, but his arm was grabbed by the younger brother, who urged him in a low voice and eagerly: "Brother, this person seems to be Ji Canxi, damn it is the favorite Just meddle in your own business, you're pretty good at fighting, why don't we..."

"Oh, no need, I'll let him keep out of his business today!"

Saying that, Ji Canxi rushed forward like a mad dog, dodged, restrained his wrist, snapped it back, and then kicked his calf hard, the man let out a howling scream!

Several other people also rushed forward, Ji Canxi's eyes dimmed, and he threw that person out like trash, then punched one person on the left side of the cheek, kicked the other person's stomach with a kick.

Ji Canxi was really in a hurry, and his actions were much sharper and more ruthless than usual, and he didn't give any instruction, so they ran away in disgrace.

He calmed down, went to pick up his schoolbag, and saw that the child being bullied had been huddling in a corner. He couldn't comfort him too much, and threw a sentence at him: "Go and bandage yourself, and come to Qinghe No. [-] Middle School if you have something to do." Find Ji Canxi."

In the dark corner of the empty long alley, the man slowly raised his head with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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Because of this episode in the morning, it was half an hour late.

Ji Canxi was ready as soon as she walked into the convenience store, and quickly said to the colleague who was shifting, "I'll make it up next time."

The student who works in this convenience store with him is also a student of Qinghe No. [-] Middle School, a petite girl who came here during the summer vacation to save up tickets for her idol's concert. Unlike him, he is here to survive.

On weekdays, the face of being preoccupied with being 5 minutes late was exceptionally tolerant today. Zhang Ning smiled and said, "It's really strange that you are still late. You stayed up late to read again last night, college bully."

"What's the matter?" Ji Canxi had always been impatient with people, Zhang Ning asked him for something immediately.

"Hey, you're so smart." Zhang Ning took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Ji Canxi who was wearing a shop uniform, "Go to Japan, remember to bring these for me."

There was a long list of various skin care products and cosmetics on it. Ji Canxi glanced at it, but didn't answer it. He was still staring at the computer screen: "The result hasn't come down yet, and I don't necessarily want to go."

"Don't be kidding, if you don't go, who else will go. And the ranking came out last night, didn't you read it? No.1!" Zhang Ning yelled strangely.

"Really?" A smile appeared on Ji Canxi's lips, "I forgot to check."

They will be high school seniors when school starts again, and every high school gives preferential treatment to senior high school students, especially Qinghe No. [-] Middle School.Their principal said before the final exam of the second year of high school that the top ten students in the grade can go to Japan once during the summer vacation, and he will be responsible for the round-trip air tickets, board and lodging.

This kind of opportunity may not be a big deal to other students, but it is especially precious to Ji Canxi. He has never been to play anywhere since he was a child. He has been working and studying constantly. He is really eager to go out and have fun and relax. .

Zhang Ning took the opportunity to stuff the paper into the pocket of his shop uniform, "Don't forget, my good classmate."

"I don't understand what you want."

"It's okay, you go to the store and just bring it to the clerk. I've checked, and I can buy all the things in one store."

A few customers came to the store and bought sandwiches and coffee. Only then did Ji Canxi remember that he hadn't eaten breakfast, and his stomach was growling badly. The packaging, quickly stuffed into the mouth.

After finishing breakfast, Zhang Ning still hadn't left. He leaned behind the counter and swiped his phone, sighing intermittently.

"Aren't you going back for a beauty sleep?" Ji Canxi replenished the shelves.

"I want to wait and see that 'orange boy' can't make it through today, you know? He's going to transfer schools."

Ji Canxi knew who he was talking about, but she didn't care, "Oh."

"Oh my god, I lost the motivation to work again. I really want to know why he left. Are the oranges in our store not fresh?" Zhang Ning started talking nonsense again.

The oranges in this convenience store are very expensive, but there are never any leftovers every time, and they are the best sellers.Two of them must be covered by a pair of slender hands. That person came almost every day, but every time he had a cold face.

How did he get the nickname "Sweet Orange Boy"?

Ji Canxi couldn't figure it out, but Zhang Ning yelled loudly every time: "He just laughed, and there were two little dimples when he laughed, so sweet! You just don't pay attention to him!"

Why do you look so carefully, and you won't give me extra money.

After Ji Canxi made up the new items, she returned to the counter, only to find that Zhang Ning's eyes were not right. She glanced at him timidly, and then turned her eyes back to the screen. After repeating this three times, Ji Canxi couldn't help it, "Fart, put it!" !"

Zhang Ning scratched his head, "Well, it's strange, didn't you receive the notice? The ten students who are going to Japan have already gone to school, and my deskmate is also there. They have all met the principal and are sure about it. It's time to go."

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"Oh, you said that." Zhou Hai, the middle-aged head teacher, used a comb to brush the thinning hair on the top of his head, trying to cover it up, "Your grades are good, but this time there is no place for you, wait Next time, ah." He explained calmly.

Ji Canxi gritted her teeth: "I am No.1."

"Hey, I know, the rankings are all there." Zhou Hai put down the comb and glanced at him, "But I also said at the time that rankings are not the only criterion, and you don't just get there if you do well in the exam."

Ji Canxi raised her eyebrows and asked, "Oh, who else in the top ten has been replaced?"

"Cough, you're not finished, are you?" Zhou Hai looked around the room and lowered his voice, "Don't even think about it, this time when you go to Japan, the basic necessities of life are all paid for by the headmaster himself. Whoever can go, that's not his sole discretion. Is it? I said you, you should also review yourself. Tell me, you usually rely on your good grades. You neither respect teachers nor unite with classmates. You are fierce all day long. Who wants to take you out? Play, isn't that a living punishment?"

Ji Canxi clenched her fists and did not reply.

Zhou Hai thought his advice was effective, so he got excited: "You also think what the teacher said makes sense, so learn more from other students. Look at Chen Yinuo, although his grades are not as good as yours, but which teacher doesn't like it?" She, which classmate doesn't support her, you shouldn't patronize part-time jobs on weekdays, get along with others..."

"Why does the teacher compare with my other classmates?" Ji Canxi asked with a cold face.

"What did you say?"

"Since the topic is off-topic, let's just go a bit further. The teacher likes to compare me with other students, so I can compare you with other teachers too."

As soon as this remark came out, the office where there were still some slight voices suddenly fell silent.

Zhou Haizheng was trembling with rage, and he only saw Ji Canxi say to him word by word: "You are really far behind our original head teacher Li Zhen, I suggest you pay more attention to her in terms of life and knowledge. Learn and learn."

After finishing speaking, he nodded towards Zhou Hai, and left the office full of aura.

Zhou Hai was still holding the comb in his hand, and it took him a long time to gnash his teeth and shout: "There is no cure, there is really no cure!"

After a while, a joking voice said: "Forget it, Mr. Zhou, you have been taking care of him for almost a year, and you still don't know the student's nickname."

"Crazy!" Someone replied with a laugh.

"Yeah, Ji Canxi is crazy, anyone dares to rush! If it weren't for his good grades, which school would dare to keep a student like him."

A teacher with a little knowledge of Ji Canxi’s situation said: “His parents died when he was young, and he grew up with his aunt. I have seen his aunt come to the parent-teacher meeting. She is very gentle and kind. I heard that his uncle is also a teacher. It is well-known, how can such a family raise such a child?"

Zhou Hai said angrily: "What's so strange, there are not many white-eyed wolves raised by good families!"

Now there was a burst of approval.

After a while, the teacher was puzzled again: "But, if his uncle and aunt are really so good, why is Ji Canxi still busy working all day?"

Now no one answered.

The class bell rang, and everyone picked up their textbooks and walked out of the office.

Indeed no one ever asked him that question.

Ji Canxi studies well, Ji Canxi has a bad temper and is not easy to mess with, Ji Canxi works part-time...

One by one, fixed labels were stuck on him, as if he was born like this. No one has ever stepped forward to tear them off and asked him why.

Ask him if he is tired.

Very tired, very tired, very tired.

Ji Canxi is so tired that she often feels that the purpose of living with all her strength is to get rid of the present.

Occasionally, he wanted to stop in the sandpit to take a rest, but the wind blew, and life buried him in the sandpit again.

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Oops, finally a new post.

Ji Canxi and Luo Shi'an have been in my manuscript box for long enough...

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