When the big detective hits the tow bottle

Le Tian handed him the textbook in his hand, and raised his chin to signal Song Dong's direction: "Tie Ding, pass the book to him."

"Ah?" Ding Daping turned his head and looked in Song Dong's direction. Although he was puzzled, he did as he did, calmly avoiding the sharp gaze of the toothmaid, passed the book from under the table to the person in front, and said softly, "Here Song Dong."

In this way, the textbooks were delivered to Song Dong one by one, and Song Dong was stunned holding the book, and the first time he opened his mouth was a strong rural dialect: "What is it?"

The girl who passed the book to him couldn't help laughing: "Chinese textbooks, didn't you use this edition before?"

Song Dong nodded, but he didn't understand what she meant by "this edition". In the dilapidated high school in his hometown, the books used by the students were all left by the seniors of the past. It is already very good to have books , How can there be a concept of "version".

Taking advantage of Kuo Yamao turning around to write on the blackboard, Le Tian made an exaggerated grimace at him, and mouthed: "Use it first."

A faint warmth spread from the bottom of his heart. Song Dong smiled with his mouth open. He hadn't smiled for a long time, and the hard and stiff smile looked particularly ugly on his face.

Huo Yapo coughed twice, Le Tian immediately sat down properly, Song Dong also turned his back, and turned the book to page 50.Next to the text is a portrait of the poet, which was changed by Le Tian's magical hand into a coquettish girl with braids and red lips, which is enough to show how wicked this person is.

Song Dong lowered his head and smiled slowly, this was the first time in more than half a year that he felt joy from the bottom of his heart.No reason, just amused by this painting.

Le Tian's tablemate curled his lips, mocked "bumpkin" in disdain, and then asked the empty-handed Le Tian: "Hey, what are you looking at?"

Le Tian snatched his book and put it between the two of them, saying domineeringly, "Don't you still have this?"

"Huh?" The deskmate's eyes widened immediately, "I'm going to take notes!"

"Yo yo yo, are you the only one still taking notes?" Le Tian teased, "It will be earth-shattering if you don't fall asleep later. Okay, don't beep beep, I don't read your book for nothing, can I treat you to milk tea after school? "

The tablemate's goal was achieved, and he said with satisfaction: "You can read my book as you like, you can read it as you like, you should read it first, and I will squint for a while."

When the school bell rang, everyone rushed to pack their schoolbags. Those who went home went home, and those who asked for a ball. Song Dong held the textbook in his arms, and looked back at Le Tian's figure, only to find that he had long since disappeared.A fair and gentle boy walked by him and nodded to him friendly: "Hello."

Song Dong also nodded, tried hard to correct his pronunciation, and said dryly: "Hello."

The boy smiled, waved his hand, and left.

Song Dong treasured the book into his schoolbag, packed up his stationery, and walked out of school.

This was his first day of school in Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School, and it was not much different from what he imagined, with bright and beautiful classmates, difficult Mandarin, and naturally skipping many teachers who were not on the test center.The only difference is the portrait of the poet who was painted as a coquettish girl.

It's really interesting, he pondered while slowly squeezing into the bus.The evening rush hour in Jiangcheng is always extremely congested, and the people in the carriage are almost stuck together face to face, and he will have to spend six to ten minutes on this bus, and then walk for half an hour before arriving at that remote residence .

There was a bit of mist in the autumn air in Jiangcheng, and the cool water vapor clung to his body and turned into a bone-chilling chill. Song Dong wrapped his thin clothes tightly and started to trot.In front was a dark neighborhood, with several dilapidated residential buildings standing there, only a few of them had bright windows. Song Dong raised his head and counted carefully, but found that his own windows were dark.

Are you asleep?Song Dong ran upstairs suspiciously, took out the key to open the door, and tiptoed in.

"Are you back?" A woman's voice sounded.Song Dong was taken aback, turned on the light, saw his mother leaning on the sofa, and walked over happily seeing him back, "How was the first day of school?"

"Mom, why don't you turn on the light?" Song Dong looked into Song's mother's eyes and saw her flickering eyes and said, "Hehe, Mom wants to sleep, so she turned off the light."

However, Song Dong saw something in his mother's eyes. He felt helpless and distressed: "Mom, how much electricity bill can be saved by turning on the light? You don't need to save money like this!"

Song's mother said: "What are you talking about, Mom is really just too sleepy and wants to sleep, it's okay, you're hungry, Mom is going to heat up the dishes."

"Mom, stop." Song Dong's tone became serious, "How much money is left in our family?"

Song's mother was stunned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Song Dongdao: "Did you pay the sponsorship fee when I went to Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School?"

Mother Song shook her head: "Nothing..."

Song Dong interrupted her: "Don't lie to me, the teacher told me today, and told me to study hard and not let you down. Mom, why don't you discuss it with me, I can just find a school to go to, There is no need to go to Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School."

Song's mother's tone also became tough: "What do you know as a child? Do you know what the college entrance examination means? The college entrance examination is the only way out for a poor family like us! Besides, son, what kind of mother are you still not clear about? It’s good to go to university to study, even the teachers praise you as a rare genius, mom has no money to let you learn Mathematical Olympiad and participate in competitions, but mom can still do it if you go to a better school.”

Song Dong smiled: "What teacher? Oh, it's that old gentleman in the village who handed in all English, mathematics, physics and chemistry? He's 68, and you can't even speak well, and you actually believe him?"

Song's mother couldn't help laughing, and came up to pinch his ears: "Stinky boy, at least he also gave you a lesson, and he didn't know how to repay him, and he laughed at him?"

Song Dong hurriedly begged for mercy: "I know, I know, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

The mother and son of the Song family live in a house of more than 30 square meters, and the monthly rent is 800 yuan, but this is already a heavy burden for them.The living room was transformed into Song Dong's bedroom, and the dining table was set aside, leaving almost no space left.Under the dim light, Song Dong ate a large bowl of rice with a plate of potato shreds and pickled radish. Song's mother sat opposite him and looked at him kindly. Only his own child is the cutest in this world. No matter how you look at it, you like it .

"Did they call you again?" Song Dong asked as he put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Song's mother was taken aback: "No." The "they" in Song Dong's mouth referred to his father's relatives, especially his aunts.

Seeing that his mother didn't seem to be lying, Song Dong nodded reassuringly, packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Mom, where's my old pair of sneakers?" Song Dong rummaged through the shoe cabinet for a long time, but he didn't see his newly bought pair of shoes.Song's mother hesitated and said: "Those shoes... When we moved, your second aunt's Xiaobao said he liked it, so your second aunt asked me for it. I remember you said that those shoes didn't fit, so I gave them to them, son. , are you out of shoes?"

That was his only pair of basketball shoes!Song Dong's heart was bleeding, but he couldn't say anything about his mother. He also knew in his heart that his mother had always been weak at his in-law's house. After being bullied for so many years, he was used to being submissive, so he had to try his best to restrain the disappointment in his tone and pretend Indifferently said: "Yes, I'm just asking casually."

"If you don't have shoes to wear, tell mom that mom still has money." Mother Song observed her son's face, trying to find any dissatisfaction.

Song Dong said calmly: "It's really fine. I didn't need those shoes at first. They are too small. It would be a waste to keep them." I can only wear ordinary sneakers, which greatly affects my performance.

Mother Song was skeptical and didn't ask any further.Song Dong sat on the table, opened his schoolbag, took out the Chinese textbook, and continued to review the text.He has an excellent memory, and he can almost never forget when he reads a book. After a while, all the contents of a whole book are printed in his mind.

Song's mother brought a glass of warm water, looked at her son and said softly, "The textbooks are distributed so soon?"

Song Dong took a sip of water and said, "I haven't sent it yet, but a classmate borrowed it."

Song's mother smiled happily when she heard the words: "It seems that the classmates in your class treat you well. It is indeed a good school and the quality of the students is also high, so Mom can rest assured."

Song Dong nodded, noncommittal, but said: "The one who borrowed my book is likable. Although the class teacher said that he was not doing his job properly, he actually liked him from the bottom of his heart."

"Oh." Mother Song said, "They are all good children, you have to get along well with them. If that child has learning difficulties, you can help him more."

Song Dong was amused by his mother's words: "Mom, you really think too much. You can't even attend the cram school after class, so you ask me to help? And don't believe that old man anymore, I really don't have him That's so smart!"

There was a smile in Song's mother's eyes: "It's not that he said, in my mother's heart, my son is the best in the world."

Song Dong waved helplessly, packed his schoolbags, and after washing, the mother and son went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day, physical education class.The students lined up in two rows on the basketball court. Song Dong stood near the head of the row. He was slightly taller than his peers, but because of his thin body and messy hair covering half of his face, he was not at all standing in the crowd of boys. not obvious.The most eye-catching boy in the class stood at the head. He was 1.9 meters tall, with a healthy wheat complexion, an inverted triangle figure with muscular contours, and a handsome face like a dream lover. It is said that he was from Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School. The school grass is the kind of celebrity who walks on the road with a basketball and will be followed by many girls to pat him.Letian and Ding Daping stood in the middle and at the end of the team. The relationship between these two people was very good. Song Dong often saw them going in and out in pairs, just like a pair of brothers.Le Tian was born beautiful, with a straight nose, fair skin, and shining smiling pupils, while Ding Daping was a little pale and delicate, and even a little melancholy handsome, which is the appearance of a manga boy that girls like.Although these two are not too tall, they are not so eye-catching at first glance, but Lotte is the kind of person who always laughs and laughs as long as he is around. A circle of people.

The author has something to say: On how Lotte became a serious problem for teachers:

Exam, the first question: Nanjing treaty indemnity ____ silver dollars in unequal treaties in modern China?

Lotte Answer: 2100.

The second question: In the late Qing Dynasty, represented by the reformers, the movement advocated by Emperor Guangxu was ____, and the leading figures were ____ and ____.

Lotte: The Reform of the Wurong Army, Kang Qichao, and Liang Youwei.

Question [-]: The first government-run foreign language specialized school in the late Qing Dynasty was ____.

Lotte swipes a pen: Jingshi Tongrentang.