Raised by bigots, I ran away

Su Nanchuan finally placed an order.

Others had learned radio gymnastics for half a semester, but he hadn't learned it at all. The physical education teacher asked him to stand by and watch everyone practice first, while Bai Tingting formed a three-person team with the other two.

The students practiced while laughing and laughing, and practiced while chatting. Su Nanchuan couldn't understand most of what they said and what they talked about. When they couldn't understand, Su Nanchuan didn't speak.

He doesn't want to be laughed at, and he also wants to integrate into the new environment and be happy like his classmates.

But Su Nanchuan knew that he couldn't do it for the time being.

He is a child who came out of a poor mountainous area and was bullied all the year round. He has a natural inferiority complex and timidity in his bones. He is instinctively afraid of the collective and longs for the collective.

Fear and longing pulled him together, making him shrank and avoided like a frightened bird. He stood behind the bustle, like an outsider.

He wants to go in, he wants to blend in, become a person who can live here like a brother, live a good life, live like a normal person.

But he can't do it yet.

Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students dispersed.

This year, Shenqing City has begun to implement unified management of primary school lunches, but it is currently only implemented in a few primary schools in the bustling area, and it has not yet been the turn of the third primary school, so most of the students brought lunch at noon.

Before going to school, Su Nanchuan asked Yan Tanyang, and he knew that during the school period, he usually had to bring his own lunch. Some students brought their own lunch in an insulated lunch box, and some parents made their own lunch and delivered it in person.Su Nanchuan knew that no one brought him lunch, so he prepared something for himself in the morning.

When Su Nanchuan entered the classroom, most of the students were already eating, and the food was fragrant.

Su Nanchuan returned to his seat and took out the lunch he had prepared from his schoolbag.

The boy in front was asking the girl next to him: "What delicious food did your mother make for you today?"

The girl clutched her lunch box and said angrily, "Li Hang, don't even think about taking food from me again!"

Li Hang smiled and said: "Don't be so stingy, my mother made me Coca-Cola chicken wings today, I'll share one with you."

Girl: "Really?"

Li Hang: "Of course it's true."

Li Hang put a chicken wing in the girl's lunch box.

The boy on the left of Su Nanchuan said at this moment: "Hey, Li Hang, give me a piece too."

Li Hang turned his head and said: "Go, go, Sun Xiaoxiao gave me a rib yesterday, and I gave her a chicken wing today, what did you bring? Cut ~ broken cauliflower, the meal you brought at noon today is too shabby .”

The boy sighed: "No way, my dad will only make this for me if my mom is on a business trip."

The boy turned to the right as he spoke, and suddenly smiled and said, "I'm poor? There are people in our class who are more poor than me."

The boy winked and motioned Li Hang and Sun Xiaoxiao to look at Su Nanchuan.

Li Hang looked over, then put his lunch box on the table, pointed at Su Nanchuan and laughed loudly: "Little stammer, steamed buns with pickles, are these for people to eat?"

His sound attracted other students in the class to look over.

A few of those who are usually noisy all came over: "Little stammer, do you have no money at home?"

"How can you eat this kind of thing!"

"That's right! What kind of pickle is that? It's disgustingly black!"

"Only the nanny in my family eats like this..."

"Ah, did you smell it? It stinks!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Children of this age are immature in mind and have not experienced the beating of society. They have grown up in a world in a greenhouse all year round, and they don't know tact and emotional intelligence.

It is their nature to love and hate clearly, it is their nature to be innocent, and it is also their nature to tease and ridicule.Maliciousness often comes out of the blue, and then they follow the trend, laughing and joking, and say the most hurtful words out of their mouths.

The laughter of the students kept ringing above Su Nanchuan's head. Su Nanchuan held the steamed bun tightly with his hand. He still had half a mouthful of steamed bun in his mouth, but he didn't dare to chew any more. It's almost gone.

He sat dumbfounded, very panicked, his face was flushed red, his head was drooping, and he was about to get into the pocket of the desk.

He felt great sadness in his heart. He was puzzled, very puzzled. In their village, many children who had to climb several mountains to go to school couldn't make it home at noon. With a cold mouthful of water, you can solve a lunch.

No one would laugh at those people.

But here, bringing such a thing would be severely laughed at.

Su Nanchuan pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.

At this moment, a girl came in from the outside, patted the table and said, "What are you all doing there! Go back to your seat and eat!"

The people surrounding Su Nanchuan's seat dispersed in a rush.

The girl glanced at Su Nanchuan and said, "Su Nanchuan, your brother said he was waiting for you at the school gate."

At this moment, Su Nanchuan seemed to be saved from the suffocation of the deep sea. His dark eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly put the half-eaten steamed buns and pickles back into the plastic bag, stood up, and went out through the back door of the classroom.

-

The junior high school that Yan Qingyang attended was Shenqing City No. [-] Middle School, one stop away from Su Nanchuan's No. [-] Primary School.

Junior high school ends half an hour later than elementary school, and the school has a cafeteria, but Yan Kangyang doesn't often eat in the school cafeteria. On the first day of the new semester, he slipped out through the back door before the bell rang.

Su Nanchuan went to school on the first day, he was afraid that Su Nanchuan would be in a hurry, and he was also afraid that Su Nanchuan would be hungry.

The child was pitiful when he was hungry, and his big eyes flickered like a kitten begging its master for something to eat.

But Yan Qinyang hurried, but he was still a bit late. Not only that, he was also stopped by the gatekeeper Uncle Cheng.

It's more troublesome when you meet Uncle Cheng.Uncle Cheng has been guarding the goal for more than ten years, and he is the best goalkeeper of the third elementary school in the city. As long as he is around, not a single fly will fly away, and similarly, a single fly will not even try to fly out.

The last time Yan Tanyang came to enroll Su Nanchuan, and this morning to send Su Nanchuan to school, the old man was not there, but now he suddenly appeared.

So, when Su Nanchuan ran to the school gate, he saw Yan Kangyang arguing with Mr. Mengang from a distance.

As he got closer, he heard Uncle Mengang say: "Do you think I'm easy to lie when I'm old? What nonsense! You don't have any younger brother!"

Yan Qinyang's face was impatient, but he was still polite when speaking to the old man: "Go and ask Fatty Feng, he personally took my brother into school in the morning."

Uncle Cheng: "You boy, stop fooling me!"

Yan Yangyang: "Master Cheng, haven't you retired yet? Why are you still here?"

Uncle Cheng: "If I retire, I can't come? This is called re-employment, do you understand me?"

Yan Yang: "Heh~"

Yan Qingyang didn't want to communicate with this stubborn old man anymore, he rolled his eyes lightly and saw Su Nanchuan.

The corners of Yan Hanyang's mouth curled up, and he hooked his hands at Su Nanchuan.

Su Nanchuan trotted over immediately, panting slightly, looking at Yan Yang with sparkling eyes, full of joy in his heart.

"elder brother!"

Yan Yang stretched out his hand to wrap Su Nanchuan's shoulder, and raised his chin: "Did you see, my brother!"

Uncle Cheng: ...

Mistake, Yan Yangyang really has a younger brother.

Yan Qinyang held his brother's shoulders proudly, and led him out of the school.He is much taller than Su Nanchuan, and he needs to lower his head when talking to Su Nanchuan.

Yan Yang: "How was the first day of school? Are you used to it?"

Su Nanchuan lowered his head: "Adapt."

Yan Yang: "How are you getting along with your classmates?"

Su Nanchuan: "Very good."

Yan Yang: "Have you made any friends?"

Su Nanchuan: "Yes, yes."

Yan Yang: "Has anyone bullied you? If anyone dares to bully you, just tell me."

Su Nanchuan lowered his head: "No, no one bullies me."

Yan Tan raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he reached out his hand to lift Su Nanchuan's chin, stared at Su Nanchuan, and said, "That's right, our little Nanchuan is so cute, who would be willing to bully him."

Su Nanchuan blushed and said softly, "Brother..."

Yan Qinyang let go of him, and led him to a food street next to Shi San Primary School.

Yan Yang: "What do you want for lunch?"

Su Nanchuan: "Anything is fine."

Yan Yang said, "Is everything okay?"

Su Nanchuan: "Yes."

Yan Qingyang: "This is troublesome, where can I find this kind of food for you?"

Su Nanchuan: "..."

Yan Yang asked him again: "What do you want to eat?"

Su Nanchuan was honest this time, and replied: "Claypot rice."

Yan Yang: "Okay, let's go eat claypot rice."

After lunch, Yan Qinyang sent Su Nanchuan back to the gate of Sanxiao.

Su Nanchuan was reluctant to let go of Yan Tanyang, and waited for Yan Tanyang to let him go to school quickly, and then asked what he had been holding back for noon: "Brother, can I go to your school in the future?"

Yan Yang: "Of course."

Yan Qinyang rubbed his head: "But when you come, I will be in the third year of junior high school."

"The third grade of junior high school..." Su Nanchuan repeated silently, thinking that in other words, he will only be in the same school with his brother for one year in the future, and his brother will be promoted to high school.

Yan Yang: "Okay, let's go in."

Su Nanchuan: "Will brother pick me up in the afternoon?"

Yan Yang: "Yes."

Su Nanchuan nodded, then waved to Yan Hanyang, and walked into the campus by himself.

Yan Tanyang watched Su Nanchuan pass through the school gate and walk towards the teaching building. When Su Nanchuan's small figure entered the teaching building, he turned and walked across the road.

Anyone who is familiar with this area will understand at a glance that Yan Chanyang's direction is not No. [-] Middle School.

He crossed the road and walked about 50 meters before turning around and entering a narrow street

The reason why Narrow Street is called Narrow Street is because the street is very narrow and slender.There are two long walls on both sides of the street. The walls are so high that they almost cover the sun above their heads. Therefore, in summer, people who walk this street will feel very cool.

In spring, there is no sunlight, and this street looks very cold. During this period of time, except for a few students who go to the third elementary school, they just take a detour to go to a Japanese restaurant at the east entrance of Narrow Street.

At this moment, Yan Kangyang is the only person in the long narrow street.

He walked forward for about 20 meters, and finally stopped when he was 10 meters away from the intersection.

He lowered his head and saw a small piece of red brick in the corner of the wall, Yan Hanyang bent down to pick it up, held it in his hand and played with it.

I do not know how long it has been.

Two people came in from the east entrance of Narrow Street.

Those two people were about 170 tall, wearing black and white No. [-] Middle School uniforms. Among them, the slightly taller boy held his mobile phone proudly and asked the shorter boy next to him to look at him.

At this moment, a red brick flew over and smashed hard at their feet.

The tall boy shook his hand and almost threw his phone on the ground.

The tall man was furious instantly, raised his head and looked forward viciously, and then he froze, his fierce eyes widened instantly, and there was an unconcealable panic inside.

"Strict... Yan Yang!"