Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

In addition to studying, there is another person in Song Qiaoyang's eyes.

Normally when he was studying in the classroom, he would automatically block out any gossip his classmates were discussing. But now his brain seemed to have set a keyword, and as long as the word "Gu Ling" was mentioned, he would automatically receive relevant news.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. In order to regain the top spot, he couldn't help but pay attention to Gu Ling.

Gu Ling comes from a well-off family. She grew up in the provincial capital. I heard that her father was seriously ill and owed a lot of foreign debts. After her father passed away, the family could not afford the expenses in the provincial capital, so she followed her mother back to her hometown.

Gu Ling just transferred to Qingmu Middle School not long ago. Now the mother and son are struggling to make a living by setting up a snack stand.

She was fair and clean, and had a very unique temperament. Song Qiaoyang couldn't describe it. It was probably the temperament of a respectable city dweller, which was very different from the people here.

As both are eccentrics and academic masters, Gu Ling is obviously much more popular than Song Qiaoyang.

Student days are always particularly pure, and the people you come into contact with are either teachers or classmates.

In this remote and backward town, everyone is the same, power and status are very far away things, and family background is the least worth mentioning thing.

In their eyes, good looks, good grades, and good popularity, as long as one of these three is achieved, it is enough to become the center of gossip in the student circle.

Song Qiaoyang's handsome appearance was very different from Song Laosan's. After hearing too many rumors in the village, Song Laosan felt uncomfortable and did not allow Song Qiaoyang to show his face.

Although his good looks could still be seen from the outline of the lower half of his face, his gloomy temperament and unapproachable attitude made his classmates stay away from him, and naturally no one would explore his complete appearance too much.

Gu Ling is different.

Her unique temperament and excellent external conditions caused quite a stir on the first day she transferred to the school. It was because Song Qiaoyang did not pay attention to these things that he noticed her when Gu Ling became the first.

Her slightly cold personality and impatient temper made her classmates think that she was a rare beauty and they were reluctant to approach her.

It was not until Gu Ling started a breakfast business in the school that he realized that this transfer student was no different from an ordinary person.

The transfer student showed excellent results in the latest placement test. This "three good students" with good looks, good grades and good interpersonal relationships quickly penetrated into Aoki Junior High School and became a star figure in the school.

The more he understood, the less dissatisfied Song Qiaoyang felt with Gu Ling.

He thought that such a person was born to be the center of attention, and it was normal that he could not compare with others.

But looking at the crumpled report card and the glaring second place on it, he couldn't help but have some bad thoughts.

The honor of first place is just icing on the cake for Gu Ling, but it is a life-saving straw for him. If Gu Ling was not so good, it would be better if his results were slightly worse.

……

After school, Gu Ling went to the snack stand at the door to help his mother take care of the business.

They had no money to rent a storefront, so they bought a small tricycle and renovated it into a miniature snack stand. In the morning, they sold soy milk, buns, fried dough sticks and other foods, and the rest of the time, they sold noodles and rice noodles.

Gu Ling took a red plastic stool, put his schoolbag on it, rolled up his sleeves and walked to his mother.

When Mrs. Gu saw her, she pushed her back and said, "Why are you here? Go home quickly. We don't need your help here."

Gu Ling has never suffered hardship since she was a child. Her mother Gu was reluctant to let her daughter do these things, and was also afraid that her daughter would be laughed at by her classmates.

Gu Ling turned a deaf ear and went to entertain the guests.

Gu Ling had been in this world for more than half a year, and his father had just passed away at that time.

The consumption in the provincial capital is high, and Gu Ling had a hard time persuading his mother to return to her hometown. After arriving in this remote place, the expenses are reduced, but there are also fewer ways to make money.

She is still young and has many restrictions, so she can only make a little money by selling breakfast at school.

She thought about it and decided that as long as her grades were good enough and she could get into the No. 1 Middle School in the city, she could get a generous scholarship. Secondly, there were many wealthy children in the city and she could do homework for others or give them tutoring. In short, she could earn much more than selling breakfast here.

Alas, minors are really troublesome.

"Wow! Gu Ling, your family sells these things besides breakfast. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Give me a serving of braised rice noodles, thank you!"

"I want some cold noodles."

"Gu Ling, I want to eat red bean paste buns. Can you bring some more tomorrow?"

A group of young boys with fresh faces came over, arm in arm, noisily walking towards us, their attitudes familiar and natural, with even a hint of envy in their eyes.

I envy Gu Ling for owning a delicious snack stall at such a young age. Doesn’t that mean he can eat whatever he wants?

Mother Gu was afraid of bringing shame to Gu Ling, so she always set up her stall far away from the school. It was only after Gu Ling pestered her that she agreed to set up the stall at the door.

Please, this kind of snack stand is a favorite among students, and the business is much better at the school gate than anywhere else.

Mother Gu did not expect her classmates to react like this. The stone in her heart fell to the ground and she finally had a relieved smile on her face.

"Okay, go sit down first, Auntie will be ready soon."

There are many snack stalls at the entrance. Thanks to Mrs. Gu’s good cooking skills and Gu Ling’s connections in school, many students come here.

The snack stand was bustling with activity. Song Qiaoyang walked out of the school gate, took a look from afar, and then hurried home.

The probability of expecting others to become worse is too small, Song Qiaoyang can only work hard to become better.

He studied harder and harder, almost to the point of neglecting food and sleep, but he still ranked second in the next few exams.

In terms of talent, he may not be inferior to Gu Ling, but the education in the provincial capital cannot be compared with the education in Qingmu Middle School.

What's more, Song Laosan was reluctant to buy materials for Song Qiaoyang. The only few exercise books he had were given to him by kind teachers.

The gap between him and Gu Ling grew larger and larger. After another poor performance, he was locked in the woodshed and was not allowed to go to school.

He didn't cry or make a fuss. Pointless crying would only waste the little energy his body had.

The next morning, Song Laosan came to open the door, intending to let him go to work in the fields.

The thin boy stood straight, his hoarse voice was dry and unpleasant, but his words were clear and steady.

"Dad, the second place student will also receive a 20,000 yuan scholarship to attend the city's No. 1 Middle School."

It was this sentence that allowed him to continue his studies.

Although it was late, he still went to school.

He was covered in wounds, his steps were weak, and he could not walk anymore, so he leaned against the wall at the bottom of the teaching building to gather his strength.

Classes were in session at that time and the school was deserted. The sound of reading aloud could be heard from the classroom. The melodious wind blew across the boy's cheek, lifting his hair and revealing the small mole at the corner of his eye.

Song Qiaoyang raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds. His eyes, which had never shed tears despite being beaten by Song Laosan, suddenly became moist.

so good.

It’s great that he can still come.

Class 4 took a small test and the scores needed to be calculated after the papers were marked. In order to save time, Gu Ling was called by the teacher to the office to help.

She calculated with her teacher, and the two of them were very fast and finished in about ten minutes.

Holding the strawberry-flavored bear biscuits given by the teacher, Gu Ling walked towards the classroom.

She immediately saw the young man sitting in the corner.

The school uniform that was usually clean and tidy now looked like a torn sack on him. The zipper of the uniform was open, and the wind blew through it, making his thin body look as thin as a piece of paper.

He tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and the bruises at the corners of his mouth were very eye-catching in the bright sunlight.

The gloomy and depressing aura on the young man was blown away by the sunshine and breeze. He had a smile on his face. He looked obviously in a dishevel, but at first glance he gave people a feeling of being relaxed and comfortable.

Gu Ling didn’t think that this boy was skipping classes.

The school is very small, and Gu Ling has some impression of any classmates who are slightly unique. She doesn't know Song Qiaoyang, but she knows that he is a student in Class 1.

She turned around and went to the class teacher's office and told him what she had seen.

The head teacher was obviously very aware of the student's situation. He was angry at first and then anxious. He stood up hurriedly and was about to look for someone, but Gu Ling stopped him.

……

"Song Qiaoyang, are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital."

Song Qiaoyang opened his eyes and saw his head teacher. He shook his head and said, "Teacher Zhou, I'm fine. I'll be fine after a rest."

Teacher Zhou knew how stubborn Song Qiaoyang was. He sighed and said, "You can't rest here either. My home is nearby. I'll take you to my home to rest. Be obedient."

Teacher Zhou stuffed the strawberry bear biscuits into his hands and squatted in front of him: "Teacher will carry you."

A calm and reliable adult will make people rely on him involuntarily. The boy lay on his back and hid his tears in the sleeves of his school uniform.