live up to the morning light

On the same day, Huo Hongguang was arranged to enter Mingchen's dormitory.

The Yinghua Middle School where they are located is a well-known aristocratic school.Regardless of the software teachers, the hardware is obviously better than other schools.Two people in one room.It is twenty square meters, with toilet, bathroom and a small living room.Many fresh college graduates don't rent their first homes as well.

——In retrospect, it was almost a "cohabitation rehearsal".

Mingchen is a good person, and has been taking care of Hongguang, from life to study, in various aspects: Hongguang's school uniforms, textbooks, and student cards are all brought by Mingchen to collect, and all kinds of daily necessities in the room are also brought in advance by Mingchen. Even if the arrangement is good, even if the foundation is poor, and he can't understand the class, he will make a copy of his notes tomorrow morning for his reference.

All these things have been done very gently and decently - it just makes people feel like a spring breeze, without any sense of self-esteem being damaged or guilt because of "being taken care of" or "owing favors".

Hong Guang had never seen such a thoughtful person.

Although Hongguang is half a year older than Hongguang, he has become a cared-for role without knowing it—this is quite novel for Hongguang, who had no mother since childhood, was raised carelessly, and is the boss everywhere.

He quickly regarded Mingchen as a friend.

With ordinary friends of the same age, but there is always something... different.

Just like the "Yinghua School" I am studying now, it is different from those schools in the past where I entered a class and left without knowing when to stay.

Although Hong Guang came from a small town, he is not stupid.On the contrary, I followed my father to do business all over the world since I was a child, and I have the ability to observe words and emotions and adapt to unfamiliar environments.

After a while, I could see the way of this school - it was called a "noble school", but in essence it gathered a large group of particularly "noble" ethnic groups.No matter whether you are good at study or poor at study, stable personality or sideways, each is either rich or expensive.

So did Hiromitsu himself.After exposing his father's company name one time, he was even surprised to find that he was actually one of the richest.I am quite moved by the degree of outbreak of my "upstart".

Mingchen is an outlier among them:

He entered Yinghua with a scholarship, with top grades, but his family was very poor, or rather, he had no family at all—judging from the family situation written in the student information, Mingchen had only one old grandmother who lived with him since he was a child.Not long ago, his grandma passed away.In the world, he is the only one left, standing alone, like a shadow.Thanks to Yinghua's large number and types of scholarships, not only individual scholarships, but also individual scholarships for the top three in each subject, this makes Mingchen's life not too tight.

But you can’t spend as much money as ordinary Yinghua students do, changing the latest electronic products at every turn, buying seasonal fashion and accessories with amazing prices, booking a venue for a birthday, sending flowers by air, and hiring a special chef.

There are only four or five pieces of clothes in the closet.Half of the space is vacated for books.

At school, while the other students were eager to find the opportunity to throw off the shackles of their school uniform jackets and show off the latest styles they had flown in from Paris or Milan, he was always wrapped up whenever he could.Once the coat was taken off, there was only the uniform white shirt that was distributed inside. The cloth was soft but thin, hanging on the body snugly, and the sharp collarbone and undulating shoulder blades could be seen clearly.

Among the scholarship students, there is only Mingchen, a monitor who has no assets, and always looks forward and backward in everything he does.

There are some thorns in the class who are not particularly well-bred, and it is inevitable that they will find it hard to find him openly and secretly.

Especially the one named Meng Zhuliang, relying on his family's influence and good relationship with the seniors, he didn't pay attention to anyone except the teacher.All day long, I take pleasure in adding trouble to tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow morning, it will be very difficult to be the squad leader.On the surface, he has the title of steward, but in fact he does odd jobs every day—busy for the little scholarship of "excellent class cadre", and is always ridiculed secretly behind his back, "Isn't this what he should do?", "We leave it to him to increase his income."

Hongguang has only been in school for more than a month, and it seems that Mingchen has encountered several soft nails.

Once or twice, Hongguang didn't care.Mingchen told him it was just a joke among classmates, Hongguang believed it was a joke, and just turned a blind eye to pass by.

Three or five times, Hong Guang felt that this matter was not very authentic, and he murmured in his heart, thinking about how to protect Ming Chen and teach those people a lesson.

But Mingchen has high self-esteem.

Obviously, it must not work.

——Although Ming Chen looks docile and gentle, but after getting acquainted with him a little bit, he found that he has a particularly strong self-esteem, and secretly holds back his energy, trying to do his best in everything.

Hongguang and his father often saw such people when they were working on the construction site.They are not very good at accepting other people's kindness. They often feel restless when they receive a little help. They are overly grateful and even feel guilty.

Mingchen is his first friend at the new school.

It can even be said to be his first close friend of the same age - he used to run around with his father, rarely stayed in one place for a year, and always just met new classmates and broke up, plus Every day after school, I want to go to the construction site to help, and I don’t really have the opportunity to get along with my classmates. Even if there are some brothers who are compatible with each other, they will talk about the brotherhood’s loyalty, and everyone will get together to drink and eat meat when they have time.

Mingchen was the first friend he felt he could rely on.

A complete, gentle and upright good man.

He wanted to maintain a good relationship with Mingchen for a long time, and he didn't want the two of them to become awkward in the dormitory.He was very afraid that his behavior would be inappropriate, and that if he failed to help, he would add to the chaos. He always wanted to find a less obvious way, and after much deliberation, he didn't dare to make a move.

However, the reality didn't give him time to think, but instead gave him a chance to get angry and become blue face.

At that time, Hongguang had been in the class for nearly two months, and he had perfectly integrated into the class.

He is tall, well-educated, and versatile in sports. Although he is from a small place, he is not as smart as a kid from a big city, but he is a solid man, rich, and moral. He is very popular among boys. There are a large number of good buddies who are willing to call him brothers and sisters.

Also participated in the school basketball team.Just half a month after joining the team, he became the main force and became the only first-year draftee in the team. He has a high prestige among the junior players.

He didn't care too much either.

As long as there is a need in the class, he always takes the initiative to do the dirty work. On the one hand, he is enthusiastic, and on the other hand, he also intends to help Mingchen; it is the same in the team. Tired, always stay to help clean the arena before leaving.

One day after cleaning the venue, he went to the lounge attached to the arena to take a shower and change clothes. As soon as he walked into the bathroom, he heard a strange sound in the corner—he was on the construction site, and he had never seen anything before. I thought, why is there such a mess in the school, this is the men's bathroom, what is it like to bring a girl in.

I heard the voice of Mingchen mixed in it.

Hongguang thought he heard it wrong—Mingchen is a very good student, he never fools around with others, besides, he is not a member of the basketball team, he came to the arena to find Hongguang, today he clearly said that he went to the cafeteria first ,how come……

...but the sound is really similar.

Hongguang moved closer, pricked up his ears and listened carefully: the tone was a bit different——Hongguang had never heard Mingchen speak in a nasal and crying tone like this—but the tone was almost...

Hiroshi frowned.

I couldn't help but approached, and took a look——is it really tomorrow morning? !

To be precise, he did not see Ming Chen.

Two or three senior seniors, as well as Meng Zhuliang, who was at odds with Mingchen in their class, and his cronies, surrounded Mingchen, and only one arm of Mingchen could be seen—Mingchen was taller than ordinary boys. White, with slender wrists, he is the only one in the whole grade wearing a thin standard white shirt, which is very recognizable.

The arm was pushing the man's shoulders out in vain.

Very hard.

Shaking.

Blue blood vessels burst out faintly.

His knuckles were white.

Hongguang's anger rose immediately.