fake god

People in Jiaojiang usually rush in the morning.

Just after five o'clock, both sides of the road in the "cbd" on the North Shore were filled with small stalls one after another.This is the best place for the development of the entire North Shore. There are not only large shopping malls, but also supporting residential hospitals and schools.

Hard-working housewives or old women and old men who have finished their morning exercises, with two reusable reusable bags in their pockets, rush to the morning market to buy fish, meat, vegetables and eggs for the whole day.

There are fish and shrimps just brought back from the pier in the early morning, vegetables with dew, and bustling breakfast stalls - and there are fireworks in the world that are rare in big cities.

"Little Boss, here is an embedded cake, with meat and eggs, the same old style!" A taxi driver who was running late at night parked his car by the side of the road, stretched out his hand from the window, and held two banknotes in his hand.

"Okay!" Lu Ping put down the half-recited vocabulary book in his hand, quickly lifted the cover on the wooden barrel, and cut a fist-sized piece from the steaming japonica rice cake embryo.

The cut out embryos of rice cakes were thrown on the chopping board, and Mother Lu pressed the tough embryos into a round pancake with one hand.Several stainless steel pots are neatly placed on the operating table in front of her. Each pot is filled with pre-mixed vegetables, including vermicelli, shredded fried dough sticks, shredded potatoes, carrots, bean sprouts, and cabbage... She picks them up from the pots with precision. Pick out a few dishes that the old customers like to eat, and at this time, Lu Ping is already using the extended wooden chopsticks to fish out the pork belly and marinated eggs from the marinade, quickly chop them, and put them in the center of the rice cake embryo.

The stewed eggs and pork belly were all stewed in advance. They were soaked in the thick red soup for a whole night. Meaty.

As soon as Mother Lu wrapped her hands, the thin and tough rice cake skin was gathered into a dumpling shape; she supported the bottom of the cake with one hand, and pinched the edge of the cake skin with the other, and in just three or two strokes, the edges on both sides were firmly squeezed together, leaving a gap. String beautiful "herringbone" pattern; there is a small opening at the top, you can see the plump stuffing inside.

Lu Ping had already set up a plastic bag and waited aside. He took the oversized dumplings handed over by his mother, put them into the bag, and poured a spoonful of marinated gravy into the opening of the big dumpling—in this way, one The classic Jiaojiang embedded cake is ready.

Don’t underestimate this inlaid cake, which weighs nearly a catty, with various fillings and rich taste. The cake skin is made of japonica rice instead of glutinous rice, so the rice cake made is soft and chewy, not sticky at all.

Such a plump big embedded cake is enough to fill the stomach even for heavy manual laborers.

Lu Ping quickly packed the rice cakes into bags and rushed to the taxi on the street.

"Uncle Yang, your cake!" Lu Ping politely smiled.

This is an old customer of his family, and he always comes to buy it two or three times a week. Mother Lu makes his cakes big and thick every time.

Uncle Yang took the embedded cake, but he didn't drive away directly, but asked: "Xiaoping, what time do you usually go to school?"

Lu Ping: "Six o'clock."

"Isn't that coming soon?" Uncle Yang glanced at the watch on the car, "I grabbed an order last night, and I was going to pick up someone at the South Bank, and I happened to be on the way, so I'll take it for you."

"This, this is too much trouble for you."

"What's the trouble?" Uncle Yang said, "I also want to thank you for giving my junior high school notes to my little girl."

However, after asking his mother for permission, Lu Ping picked up his schoolbag and quickly jumped into Uncle Yang's car.

……

The feeling of crossing the bridge across the river by taxi is completely different from that of taking a bus.

Lu Ping curiously leaned on the passenger seat and looked out the window.Uncle Yang lowered the car window to let the refreshing morning wind blow on the boy's face.

In Lu Ping's short 17-year life, he took a taxi a handful of times.If you want to go to a far place, you can take a bus; if you go to a nearby place, you can get there with your father's tricycle; if you are not far away, there is a van at home that is used to pull goods...

In fact, the price of local taxis in Jiaojiang is not expensive, but for the frugal Lu family, this is still a rare luxury.

Lu Ping quietly glanced at Uncle Yang, took out his phone, and logged into his partner account.

@fake-diamond: I didn't want to be too noticeable, but my mother insisted on asking the driver to take me to school today.Why.

After secretly posting this post, Lu Ping can imagine that the comment area will definitely be captured by the envy of fans.He put away his phone, closed his eyes and felt the clear morning breeze blowing on his face.

He indulged himself in fantasies: in his fantasies, the taxi he was sitting in turned into a luxury limousine that only appeared on TV, and the distance between the passengers and the driver was so far; in his fantasies, Yang Uncle turned into a private driver in uniform and white gloves; in his fantasy, he was sitting in the last row of a luxury car, shaking a glass of red wine, uh, minors can’t drink alcohol, so shake a glass Coke, bring it to your mouth, and take a sip...

... Before he could swallow this sip of Coke, the taxi suddenly slammed on the brakes!

Lu Ping swayed, if he was not wearing a seat belt, his head would have hit the front windshield.

"Hiss..." Lu Ping coughed as he was strangled by the seat belt. He opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Yang, and asked in panic, "Uncle Yang, what's wrong?"

Uncle Yang pointed to the front: "Red light."

red light?

Lu Ping raised his head and looked forward.Well, there is indeed a red light ahead, but Uncle Yang is now ten meters away from the car in front!Even if it's a red light, there's no need to step on the brakes at such a distance, right?Fortunately, there is no car behind, or we will be rear-ended.

Lu Ping asked confusedly, "Why are you so far away from the car in front?"

"Because it's Cayenne."

"Ka... what?"

Uncle Yang said with a serious face: "Xiaoping, it doesn't matter if you can't remember the name of the car. You just need to know that the car is worth more than 200 million. If you Uncle Yang rubbed that car, I wouldn't even be able to pay for it if I sold my taxi." Spray paint money from others."

Lu Ping: "..."

Although Jiaojiang is a small city, there is no shortage of rich people.Lu Ping's eyes widened, he took a good look at the luxury car several times, tried his best to memorize the logo of that car, and told himself that if he saw this logo again in this life, he must take a detour! !

Why.There are so many rich people in this world, why can't there be one more Lu Ping?It's not that he wants to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University. How can such an ordinary wish be so difficult to realize.

It wasn't until the green light came back on and the car turned a corner that Uncle Yang carefully started again.

As a result, weird things happened... No matter where Uncle Yang's taxi drove, he could always see that expensive luxury car!

Uncle Yang muttered, "It's strange, this car will also go to Jiaojiang No. [-] Middle School."

Lu Ping: "..."

He had an idea and didn't know whether to say it or not.

……

Many things in this world are not transferred by human will at all.

Fifteen minutes later, the expensive limousine stopped at the gate of Jiaojiang No. 15 Middle School.At the same time, a taxi with a North Shore license plate also stopped at the gate of Jiaojiang No. 50 Middle School... [-] meters away.

Uncle Yang: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it. It's better to stay away."

Lu Ping: "..."

He thanked Uncle Yang, picked up his schoolbag and got out of the car.

It's school time now, there are many students at the school gate, and everyone's eyes are attracted by that luxurious luxury car.Everyone is a classmate of the same school, and everyone knows what their family does. There are many students who have paid high sponsorship fees to enter the school in Jiaojiang No. [-] Middle School, but those rich second generations will not take such a car to go to school. !

Under everyone's attention, the door on the driver's side of the car opened.

Unexpectedly, the person who got out of the car was wearing a neat uniform and white gloves—this is a full-time driver who only appears in TV dramas!

Everyone's eyes became hotter.

The driver walked to the back row, opened the door with one hand, and stuck the other hand under the door frame to protect the distinguished guests in the car.

In the next second, one foot stepped out of the car door, and a tall and slender figure appeared in everyone's attention.

The young man seemed to have gotten used to the gazes of the people around him, he stood there calmly, his eyebrows exquisite and picturesque; his dark amber eyes slowly swept over the people watching the excitement around him, with a natural arrogance and self-respect.

——He is Shen Yuze.Of course he is Shen Yuze.

Although this legendary transfer student only became a member of Class [-] last week, various legends about him have already spread to every corner of the school at the fastest speed.

They talked about everything about him, and the rumors became more and more intense. Some people said that he had royal blood from a certain country in Southeast Asia, and others said that his family was wealthy... Who made high school students at the age of fantasy, some harmless The teacher will not come forward to stop the rumors.

But today, Shen Yuze actually took a luxury car and the driver took him to school... Are all the rumors about him true?

Shen Yuze doesn't care what other people think.He whispered something to the driver, then put his schoolbag on one shoulder and walked into the campus.

Under such a strong aura, no one dared to talk to him.

Suddenly, he noticed a familiar figure running past him at a very fast speed, with his head buried and small steps, rushing towards the teaching building.

Shen Yuze: "..."

Shen Yuze: "Lu Ping?"

The figure stopped abruptly.

After a few seconds, Shen Yuze's new deskmate turned around slowly, raised his hand, and greeted him stiffly.

Lu Ping: "Hi...what a coincidence."

Lu Ping burst into tears in his heart: In order not to let Shen Yuze notice him, he has tried his best to move forward against the wall!How could she be caught by Shen Yuze!

Shen Yuze was still so stingy with words: "Let's go together."

Lu Ping couldn't say the words of refusal at all, so he could only bite the bullet and walk to his side.

Since the two became tablemates, they had spoken very little.Shen Yuze said very little, and Lu Ping was used to being a transparent person. He just wanted to reduce his presence in front of him, for fear of attracting the attention of this real male god.

So a week passed, except for a few words when they moved the table on the first day, Lu Ping hardly heard Shen Yuze speak at other times.

silence.

silence.

Silently walked into the teaching building.

He walked up the stairs in silence.

Lu Ping was almost suffocated by the heavy atmosphere. Whenever he was nervous, he forced himself to find something to say: "Um...Shen Yuze, I think you came here by car today?"

"Well." Shen Yuze replied, "I didn't want to be too noticeable, but my mother asked the driver to take me."

Lu Ping: "..."

Lu Ping: "???"

If Shen Yuze hadn't admitted that he didn't have social software, he would have suspected that Shen Yuze had seen @fake-diamond's post? ! !

Thinking of the luxury car worth 200 million and the private driver in uniform, Lu Ping was so jealous that he almost lost his shape.

Out of a delicate state of mind, Lu Ping blurted out: "I also came here by car today!"

Shen Yuze: "Oh."

Lu Ping: "..."

Lu Ping: "..."

Lu Ping: "..."

A light "Oh", easily smashed the Great Wall of Dignity that Lu Ping had built with great difficulty.

Unknowingly, Lu Ping slowed down, two steps behind Shen Yuze.The overhead lights fell on them, Shen Yuze was so tall and handsome, his shadow was long enough to completely cover Lu Ping.

Lu Ping hid in the shadow of Shen Yuze, he opened his eyes desperately to find himself, but he couldn't see himself, all he saw was a poor imitator hiding in the dark.

Lu Ping's footsteps became more and more heavy, and the excitement of taking a free taxi across the river to watch the morning glow disappeared at this moment.

——What is he proud of? The legendary experience he racked his brains to fabricate is nothing more than Shen Yuze's ordinary daily life.

Lu Ping slumped his shoulders in frustration, and walked upstairs completely by instinct. He became so quiet that for a moment, only two footsteps could be heard in the stairwell.

Suddenly, Shen Yuze, who was walking in front, stopped for some reason. Lu Ping was caught off guard and bumped into his back.

"?" Thanks to the collision, Lu Ping's soul finally returned, "Eh? Why didn't you leave?"

Shen Yuze turned around and looked down at him.

Shen Yuze spoke with a cold voice: "Lu Ping, we have been sitting at the same table for a week."

Lu Ping was even more confused: "Uh...yes."

"There's always a smell about you."

"???!!!" The moment Lu Ping heard it clearly, Lu Ping's eyes widened.

He, he, he... Shen Yuze actually said that he smelled? ? ?

When he was first promoted to Jiaojiang No. [-] Middle School, some classmates also said that Lu Ping had a smell—they laughed at his mother who made cakes and his father who sold soaked shrimp, and said that his hair was full of oily smell, and even he breathed The air smells like a cheap breakfast stand.

At that time, Lu Ping had a thin skin and didn't know how to face such naked and straightforward malice.All he can do is take a shower desperately after returning home every day, and even bought three sets of school uniforms to change, for fear that his classmates will dislike him.

But his desperate efforts to please did not bring the kindness of others.They called him the Prince of Cake and pushed him out of the class.

Later, Lu Ping looked away—he is the prince of cake, what's wrong?He was raised on the cakes his mother kneaded, what's wrong?

It's just that I didn't expect that even Shen Yuze said that he smelled...

Lu Ping thought, could it be that his new deskmate will start to isolate him so soon?

Thinking of this, Lu Ping raised his face, looked up at Shen Yuze stubbornly, and asked stiffly, "What's the smell?"

"—Sweet taste," Shen Yuze unexpectedly gave a strange answer, "You smell like an oversized rice cake."

Lu Ping: "..."

Oh, Shen Yuze actually said such words with such a cold face, Lu Ping was so ashamed that he was about to smoke!