live up to the morning light

Hongguang was afraid that he would be bored alone tomorrow morning.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he pestered him to ask this and that, and begged him to take him out to look around - Mingchen had to do so, and was asked by Hongguang without a word, two days passed, childhood memories, The situation at home, the surrounding traffic and population facilities... Hongguang has figured out all of them.

On the last night, when I woke up in the morning, I saw Hongguang typing with a mobile phone, looking at his family’s real estate and land conditions in the village, and asked strangely, “What do you write down?”

Hong Guang turned off the phone: "Didn't Teacher Ming teach me to keep a good habit of recording things around me at any time, so that I can write well?"

Tomorrow morning will be mixed up.

didn't care either.

Turned around and fell asleep again.

By the time the two of them returned to school, a series of trivial matters such as handing out exam papers, rankings, commenting, and explaining precautions at the end of the semester had ended—Mingchen and Hongguang received their grades directly from the head teacher:

Mingchen is still the second child of ten thousand years.

Hongguang has made another great leap forward, and now he is an ordinary student with average grades—a real "average". There are 62 students in the class, and he happens to be ranked 31st, impartial.

Hongguang took this as an excuse to "thank the teacher" with great fanfare, and took Mingchen to eat, drink, and play outside.

Of course Mingchen knew that Hongguang's move was just to make him feel bored.He felt that his state of mind was okay, and there was no need to spend so much money, so he declined several times in succession, and Hong Guang showed a sad look:

"I've worked so hard and made so much progress, yet Teacher Ming still thinks I'm not good enough..."

He pursed his mouth as if he was greatly wronged.It looks like a large dog that has been reprimanded by its owner for no reason.

Mingchen had no choice but to obey.

This is the first time to go out for a long trip tomorrow morning.

He is a very well-behaved child. During summer and winter vacations, he either helps out at home, or studies hard alone, or tutors other students to earn extra money. Traveling and the like never appear in his plans, or even in his dreams— —He subconsciously believes that it should happen after working hard for ten years or more, and it is a good thing in the "peak of life".

Until the plane flew into the sky, I was still fidgeting.

Hongguang asked: "Afraid? Shall I move to the side by the window?"

Ming Chen shook her head: "It's not because I'm afraid."

"What's the matter?"

Ming Chen tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "I'm flying on the clouds now—on the whole, it's not real, like in a dream."

Hong Guang pinched his cheek quickly: "Does it hurt?"

Ming Chen bared his teeth: "It's not big or small! Deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!"

——Fortunately, it is a first-class cabin, and there is no one else in the cabin, otherwise this mess, I am afraid that I will not be complained.

Because Mingchen was reluctant to part with the money, and the summer vacation Mingchen Olympic Mathematics class had to go to class, Hongguang had to do rehabilitation, and the class basketball team also had to train. In fact, it didn't take long. Go to Thailand for half a month - the traditional route, first to Bangkok, then to Chiang Mai, and finally to Phuket.

It was Mingchen's first trip, and Hongguang watched him very closely, for fear of accidentally losing him or putting him in danger—Mingchen was used to living independently and didn't need much care. Uneasy about walking, he immediately showed a reliable attitude, all valuables were put away, daily life was all in order, and travel notes and strategies on the Internet were also slipping away.On the other hand, Hong Guang was only looking at Ming Chen, and a SLR camera was stolen.

It was clearly hanging around the neck, but in a blink of an eye there was only a rope left.

Thinking about the price tomorrow morning, my heart hurts so much that I don't want to eat on the spot.

Hongguang just held the rope and burst out laughing, and kept saying: "A master, a master, admiration."

Mingchen almost wanted to hit him: "Everything has been stolen, what's so funny about it."

Hong Guang laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "It's just a camera, and I don't have much money, let alone a new one. If you steal it, you will steal it."

"If it's new, just steal it casually. What's the point?"

"If it's an old one, photos have been taken, and there are memories in it, it's a pity if it gets stolen, but it doesn't matter if it's brand new. At worst, just buy another one." Hongguang took it for granted.

On weekdays, Hongguang’s life is very casual, and I don’t think he is any different from ordinary classmates, but once he comes out to play, Mingchen immediately feels the aggressive aura of “wealthy and powerful” in him—according to me, “A poor family has a rich life, and it’s better to be outside. Spend more money to buy convenience", which caused Mingchen to sigh with emotion from time to time, and now hearing him say that, he couldn't help complaining: "Local tyrant!"

Hong Guang didn't feel ashamed, and laughed loudly: "Mr. Ming has won the award, so I don't dare to take it."