For the favor of Mr. Shen

Don't be stupid, no matter how good Shen Mu treats you, he is not a real uncle.

Shen Mu smiled bitterly, "Definitely."

Uncle Shen left, Shi Yiqing watched the car disappear from sight, stood there for a while before turning around and walking home.

The moment he turned around, he noticed that the bus station had changed its stop sign.

It is bigger and more gorgeous, and there are advertising spaces on it. Several bus lines have been added over the years.

But the No. 50 bus is the first one in line, which is the most frequent route Shi Yiqing takes to go to school, go to the mall, and go to the Children's Palace.

When he first arrived in Yongnan City, Shen Mu asked him: "What station is this?"

At that time, Shi Yiqing was dumbfounded and didn't know many words. He pointed to Daxiguan Station and said Big Watermelon Station.

This year's Xiguan Street is the same as every year in the past. May is the season for trees to grow wantonly. The color concentration of the leaves is not so high. There are all kinds of tender green. When the sun shines, they are transparent and have a kind of watercolor texture.

The first class on Monday is the head teacher's class, tell the class monitor to count the list of donations, and ask everyone to hand over the money to the monitor.

So there were classmates around their desks during the break all day, and Shi Yiqing wanted to express his reluctance to Uncle Shen with the class monitor, but there was no chance.

I had to pass a note to him in the physics class in the afternoon.

Shi Yiqing: [Squad leader, Uncle Shen left this morning. 】

Zhang Liang: [You told me last night. 】;

Shi Yiqing: [What would I do without Uncle Shen! !I don't want to live anymore. 】

Zhang Liang: [You should eat and drink, do you want to donate money?Hurry up and hand it in, don't be idle even if Uncle Shen is going to help the disaster. 】

Shi Yiqing almost forgot about this, reached into the hole in the table for money, took out 500 yuan and handed it to Zhang Liang.

"So many?" Zhang Liang asked softly.

Most of the students in class today are 51 yuan, and there are a few with 200 yuan, but Shi Yiqing actually gave 500 yuan all at once.

"Did you tell Uncle Shen?"

Shi Yiqing: "I didn't have time, but this is my leftover New Year's money, which I can manage myself."

This Zhang Liang knew very well that at the age when everyone's lucky money was confiscated, Shi Yiqing realized the freedom to control the lucky money early.

He took out a small book, wrote down the amount of Shi Yiqing's donation, and put the money into the middle of the schoolbag.

"Then Uncle Shen is gone, you still have something to spend." Zhang Liang said while putting the money.

Shi Yiqing: "It's okay, Uncle Shen left me living expenses."

While talking, Shi Yiqing was thinking about where is Uncle Shen now?Thinking of the scene of the disaster area reported in the news, I couldn't help but lie on the table and frown heartbroken.

"Shi Yiqing!!"

Shi Yiqing was taken aback, and immediately sat up obediently, and secretly raised his eyes to see the angry physics teacher on the podium.

Physics was his worst subject, so bad that even if he got No. 30 in the class, Physics was still in the bottom five. The physics teacher once wondered if Shi Yiqing had any opinion on him.

The teacher came down with the pointer in his hand: "What are you talking about? The teacher is in class, is it reasonable for you to sleep on the table!"

Shi Yiqing couldn't refute, and he was used to the strictness of the physics teacher.

"Teacher..." Seeing that the teacher seemed to be in a bad mood today, Zhang Liang took the initiative to stand up and explain: "I'm sorry, I just asked Shi Yiqing for a donation, so we talked."

No.1, who is both good in character and learning, stepped forward to take the blame. The physics teacher was biased, so naturally he couldn't get angry again. He just told him not to talk in class and let it go.

Shi Yiqing was a little unconvinced, and cut it.

It is common for teachers to be eccentric, but not many are as eccentric as physics teachers.

Zhang Liang sat down, holding a pen in his hand, pretending to take notes in class, but actually wrote on the book: Don't be angry.

Push it to Shi Yiqing.

Shi Yiqing drew a mouth curling expression below.

The distance from Yongnan City to Wenchuan is neither too short nor too far. It usually takes half a day to drive smoothly. Now that the road conditions are not good, it will take a whole day no matter what.

Shi Yiqing called Uncle Shen after school, and he answered, but the signal was poor and intermittent.

The phone was inconvenient, so Shen Mu said to send him a text message.

Shi Yiqing knew that Shen Mu was very busy, so he sent one in the morning and one in the evening to confirm that Uncle Shen was safe.

The time to arrive at the disaster area was much later than expected, and it took two full days to arrive. This was because Wanzheng Automobile Factory specially modified the car, made a lot of cross-country preparations, and the local rescue organization continued to assist.

After the supplies arrived at the local area, Shen Mu became really busy. He needed manpower to distribute the tent food, and sometimes he was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat.

There were often aftershocks in the area, and every time aftershocks came, Shi Yiqing would be the first thing in Shen Mu's mind, thinking that he was waiting for him at home, and he would have a strong desire to survive.

Five days passed like this, the dumplings in the refrigerator were all eaten, Shi Yiqing got up at [-]:[-] as usual on Saturday morning, ready to go to the Children's Palace for class.

I received a call from my mother when I was eating soy milk fritters at the breakfast shop on the street.

"I heard people say that Shen Mu went to Wenchuan?"

Shi Yiqing soaked a fried dough stick in soy milk, "Well, it's been almost a week."

Tan Xiaoli was preparing for a Saturday family dinner today, and was on her way to the supermarket with the driver to buy ingredients, keeping her voice down so that the driver would not hear her.

"Then what do you do? Just leave you at home alone?"

Shi Yiqing: "Mom, I'm already in my teens, I can eat, do laundry, and go to school, so nothing will happen."

Tan Xiaoli: "No matter what, you're still a child. He won't be gone for half a month. What if it's the same as SARS last time?!"

"I was still young at that time, so don't worry." Shi Yiqing also knew that her mother was worried about herself, and explained to her in a nice way: "Uncle Shen also left me living expenses, so I can go out to eat and go to the neighbor's grandpa's house for dinner. .”

Tan Xiaoli was silent for a moment, and finally calmed down a bit: "He asked you to live with him, so mother is worried."

Shi Yiqing: "Don't worry, I really can."

"By the way," Tan Xiaoli's tone of voice returned to normal, and the volume was also normal. It probably didn't matter to anyone who heard it. She said, "I have something to tell you, that is, your Uncle Liu has a friend who knows a painter. He is now working with an art institution here to do a youth training class, and the class will last for three months every weekend. He thinks that you are learning to paint now, and asks me to take you over for classes on weekends."

Shi Yiqing lowered his eyes, he would be very happy if he talked about this at another time, but now that Uncle Shen hasn't come back, he doesn't want to do anything else, he just wants to wait for him at home.

"Mom, I have training classes on weekends now."

"It can be the same, the level is different, and those who can go to this class are very powerful people, and they can get in touch with many famous painters. It will be much more convenient to be in this circle in the future."

What Tan Xiaoli said was the truth, it was true, the family conditions of her own art study were not bad, and those who had the conditions to be favored by that class were also of a certain level.

If it's just because Shi Yiqing is the son of Liu Yicheng's wife, he really can't get in. He won the award last year, so it can be seen that he has aura.

Shi Yiqing stirred the soy milk bowl with chopsticks, and muttered, "Let's talk again, Mom, I'm going to class now."

There is no rush now, Tan Xiaoli did not force him to agree now: "Think about it carefully, it will start in a month and a half. Ah Qing, what is more important than the future, don't be stupid, no matter how good Shen Mu treats you, he is not a real uncle. "

"Got it, hang up." After Shi Yiqing finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He was too lazy to argue with Tan Xiaoli now, he knew better than anyone else what happened to Uncle Shen.

There are two classes on weekends, and after class on Sunday morning, Shi Yiqing called Lin Lian: "Where are you?"

They made an appointment to watch the basketball game today, which was the Middle School Cup held in Yongnan City. Shi Yiqing and Zhang Liang didn't like playing basketball very much, so they went to watch with Lin Lian, because Zhuang Qi was one of the players.

Because it is inconvenient to ride a bicycle to watch the competition, Shi Yiqing went out by bus today.Lin Lian and Zhang Liang were waiting for him in the square next to the Children's Palace.

"Squad leader!" Shi Yiqing saw someone and ran over quickly, still carrying his big drawing board.

Lin Lian checked the time with his mobile phone: "Let's go there first, and then have lunch near the gymnasium. After lunch, we should enter the stadium."

She wore a skirt today. Short denim skirts are very popular now, but they are too short to wear at school. Many girls will wear them when they come out to play on weekends. You can see a lot of them along the way.

Lin Lian is tall, about 1.6 meters five now, with a pair of long legs exposed, walking between Shi Yiqing and Zhang Liang.

"Have you put on makeup?" Shi Yiqing asked, staring at Lin Lian's face.

"Um, can't you?"

When girls have someone they like during adolescence, they naturally love beauty, but many parents do not allow their children to make up at this age, thinking that it is not doing their job properly and will delay their studies.

Lin Lian is because her grandpa and aunt are busy with their own affairs and have no time to take care of her, and her aunt loves her so much that she always gives her pocket money, so Lin Lian now has a lot of gadgets for dressing up.

Shi Yiqing smiled and said of course, but there were too many boys staring at her along the way, which made Shi Yiqing very upset.

Their eyes are not admiring, they always look at Lin Lian's legs first, then move up to see her short T-shirt and looming waist, and then look at her face and decide that this girl probably "knows how to play". Show that look.

Especially when approaching the basketball court.

Most of the people who came to watch the game were boys, and there was no one who didn't look at Lin Lian when they passed between the seats.

For some reason, Shi Yiqing seldom observes Lin Lian from a male perspective, but after noticing it today, he realizes that Lin Lian is completely a little beauty now.

"Lin Lian." Shi Yiqing called to stop her.

Just as Lin Lian sat down, she was about to cross her legs, because the skirt was too short to be exposed.

Shi Yiqing took off his shirt jacket and handed it to her: "Cover it."

Lin Lian was also surprised by Shi Yiqing's gentleman, isn't Shi Yiqing an uncle boy?How did you learn to care about girls?

"Thank you." Lin Lian still took the coat and put it on his lap.

Zhang Liang and Shi Yiqing sat on both sides of her, which made her feel very safe.

Basketball games are organized by school, and the basketball team of No. [-] Middle School is currently ranked among the top three. Generally speaking, there are very few basketball teams who are freshmen in junior high school. Zhuang Qi is an exception, because he plays really well.

There were not a few people present to see him.

Their positions were close to the field, and they were seven or eight meters away from Zhuang Qi during the break, and even the sweat on his body could be seen.

"Ah Qing, actually I bought him a bottle of water." Lin Lian took out a bottle of sports drink from his bag.

Shi Yiqing said casually, "Give it to him."

Lin Li hesitated: "How do I give it?"

Zhang Liang: "Call his name, then throw him over."

The field management is not strict, and some people even go to the field to talk to the players and give them water.

Seeing that Lin Lian was shy and afraid, Shi Yiqing said that I would call for you.

He didn't have any filters for Zhuang Qi, so he didn't have any baggage, and shouted to the audience: "Zhuang Qi!"

The boys on the field looked up and saw them all at once. They mainly noticed Zhang Liang. As the monitor of Class [-], they had worked together several times when the school had activities.

Shi Yiqing bumped Lin Lian with his knee: "Give it to him."

Lin Lian took a deep breath: "Zhuang Qi!"

Zhuang Qi looked at Lin Lian, expressionless, but tilted his head slightly to signal: What's the matter?

Lin Lian raised the sports drink in his hand, but did not dare to throw it away, for fear that he would not be too embarrassed.

But Zhuang Qi waited for a few seconds before she saw it being thrown, so he raised a hand.

Immediately, Lin Lian was elated and threw it over. The drink drew a perfect parabola in the air and landed in Zhuang Qi's hands.

Zhuang Qi was still expressionless. Before he could drink the bottle of water, it was time to play. Lin Lian was surrounded by pink bubbles and just watched the whole scene like this.

"Be normal, I'm afraid." Shi Yiqing gently tugged on Lin Lian's sleeve.

"Me too." The squad leader said quietly from the other side.

Lin Lian was deaf, and was already fantasizing about getting married with Zhuang Qi.

Just after passing the intersection on the left side of the gymnasium, three women and two men appeared in front of them, and they looked like they were not easy to mess with.

Shi Yiqing's intuition told him that this group of people came looking for them.

Sure enough, in the next second, a girl with smoky makeup and fishnet stockings walked up and said to Lin Lian, "What's your name?"

The author says:

Overslept, let’s say qwq, send red envelopes to the babies to compensate bobobobo