All the way to find death was stopped by the students

Today is the day to get the college entrance examination report card.

"I know, I know."

The cicadas chirped harshly, and Nanfangzhi was walking on the hot stone stairs wearing a baseball cap. He raised his hand to touch the gauze on his head, and immediately hissed in pain, and the salty sweat had already flowed into the wound .

The Jucheng No. [-] Middle School where Nanfangzhi studied is a well-known "Prison Academy" in Jucheng. Not only is the system strict and rigid, but it is also built on the top of the mountain. Resting.

Along the way, some alumni kept pointing at Nanfang, and proudly said to their parents who accompanied them, "See? That person is the first in the whole grade! I don't know how many points he scored this time, anyway, he helped our school compete for the whole province." The first is no problem." He said it as if he was himself.

After hearing this, the parents all cast appreciative glances, and some even wanted to go over and have a chat with Nanfang Zhi, but it was obvious that his face was gloomy and terrifying, so they dismissed the idea.

Nanfangzhi wiped the sweat off his head with his hands, and his eyes stayed on the stone ladder without focusing. He couldn't understand how much he had scored in the test.

He walked this road for three years, but this was the last and most difficult time.

Finally arrived at the gate with the door sign of "Jucheng No. [-] Middle School". Nanfangzhi's back was soaked, and he looked at the ground with a few dried blood stains.

It was here, the day before the college entrance examination, that a male classmate crazily hit a female classmate on the head with a brick. At that time, everyone was shocked, only Nanfang Zhi rushed over without thinking and blocked it. That female classmate, but she got a solid brick on her head.

During the two days of the college entrance examination, he hadn't woken up, and after repeated calculations, he only got [-] points. He was afraid that the frail old man would be disappointed, so he kept procrastinating from checking the results online. Just go get the transcript.

Nanzhi raised his hat and walked into the gate. When passing by the somewhat old ranking list, there was still a huge photo of him on it. He wiped his face and stared at his photo in a daze.

The boy in the photo had a terrified smile on his face, and the one below had his youthful slogan written in his freshman year of high school: "I am number one in the city! Hahaha!"

He never liked being modest, he worked hard and got it, so why not be proud?Why hide it?

But now, looking at his photo at that time, he laughed and cursed, "You're so fucking stupid."

It happened that a man and a woman walked by with a pile of new books, and the girl saw Nanfang and said excitedly: "Ah! Isn't that the first senior in the whole grade! I don't know how high he got in the test this time, I'll go Ask!"

The girl piled the books in the boy's hands together, and the boy's face was completely blocked immediately.

"Senior! Here, here!" the girl shouted while running.

Nanfang had heard her voice a long time ago, so before she approached, he turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, his voice suddenly floated out: "Five hundred."

"What, what? Did I hear wrong?" The girl looked at his leaving back with some confusion. At this time, the boy also came over. The girl opened the pile of books and asked, "Did you hear the senior say How much is it? I seem to have misheard."

The boy looked at her helplessly, with a deep hoarse voice, but said in a very strange way: "My eyes were blocked by the book just now, how could I see what he said."

The girl blinked apologetically, and said coquettishly, "Sorry, I forgot you didn't wear it."

The boy shook his head and touched his ear habitually, "Let's go back to the classroom."

"Ah~ Why do you have to make up classes in the second year of high school!" The girl complained, walking away from the boy.

However, when Nanfangzhi got the report card, he knew the feeling of falling from the sky to the ground and then smashing into the ground. He looked at the number starting with 3 in disbelief, his face lost all blood, and he looked at his class teacher. , opened his mouth a few times before saying, "Are you not mistaken?"

The homeroom teacher with facial paralysis rarely frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't even believe it, I checked it for you yesterday, really." After a while, he couldn't help sighing, "Who, who told you to meddle in your own business! Hey , From now on, you will not be under my control, you, think about the future."

After finishing speaking, he left a person in the south in a daze, turned and left.

Nanfang felt a little pain in his heart, he had never been so overwhelmed.At [-]% in Jucheng, he can at least go to a second-level medical school, and he can also take the postgraduate entrance examination and then return to the second-level undergraduate course, but at three hundred and seven, specialist medical schools are a bit reluctant.

"What if I can't study medicine? What about the old man's illness?" Nanfang Zhiwu murmured.

But the phone rang at this moment, Nanfangzhi answered the phone with trembling hands, and his father's anxious voice came from inside: "Nanfangzhi! Come back soon! Your grandpa is dying!"

Nanfangzhi took a sharp breath, and the strong despair made him wave away the classmates who came to ask about his grades, and rushed out in a staggered manner.

Everything that happened after that was out of control. When Nanfangzhi rushed to the hospital, the old man's face was covered with a white cloth. Nanfangzhi staggered and knelt down on the ground, forgetting how to cry for a while.

However, the parents who stood aside and didn't see him a few times a year were more concerned about his grades and kept urging him to show his report card. The South was so annoying that he directly threw the list to them.

"Look at it! Look at it! What are these!" came the mother's distraught voice, "I'm still No. 1! Everyone thought my son was going to Beijing University, and he was so envious!"

Nan's father took the report card, and after reading it, his eyes turned red with anger, "Nanfang Zhi! Are you going to embarrass me!"

After finishing speaking, he threw the report card on Nanfang Zhi's face, turned around and left.

Nanfangzhi heard that they got divorced the next day, and that's not surprising. They already had people outside, and they kept hanging on because they thought their son had a bright future, and they didn't want to give up.

Later, when he was guarding the old man's first seven days, his girlfriend sent a text message to inform him of the breakup. Nanfangzhi collapsed at that second. He didn't reply to the text message, so he called directly. Qin Mo cried and cursed:

"Zhi from the south! You idiot! Why are you trying to save people!"

The words that Nanfangzhi originally had in his heart were lost by the accusation, and he said coldly, "Do you need a reason to save people?"

It seemed that after he saved someone, all he got was scolding.

Qin Qingmo choked up a few times before crying aggrievedly, "Well, you saved someone, you are a hero, but what are you going to do now? What are we going to do! Do you want me to wait for you for a year!"

Both sides of the phone were quiet for a long time, as if they were thinking about how long this "year" is. Afterwards, Nanfangzhi resumed his gentle tone and said first, "If you don't wait, don't wait. Take care of yourself and don't eat indiscriminately." Stuff, I... that's it for me."

After finishing speaking, Nanfangzhi hung up the phone immediately. He stood on the roof of the building, watching a balloon float up into the sky and then explode and fall, just like the pride of a teenager.

He heard that the girl he saved had been admitted to Peking University, which was pretty good, but the heart of the South was sore.

"I shouldn't have saved her back then? If I hadn't saved her, now I..." As soon as this thought came up, Nanfang Zhi's eyes turned red, he pressed his temples, and his mouth felt bitter, "How could I have such a thought, it's so sad."

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what the old man in the south does, he will be spoiled by him, but there is only one request, "You must be a kind person, a righteous person, and in this increasingly indifferent world, you can not hesitate to give to those helpless people." If someone stretches out his hands, then you are grandpa’s hero.”

"Old man... I became the kind of person you expected, but you didn't tell me, what should I do after that?" Nan Zhi looked into the distance and said to himself helplessly.

"Hmm." At this moment, the phone in his hand vibrated suddenly.

Nanfangzhi was stunned for a moment, and then looked:

"Chuancheng Cycling Team is recruiting. Two-five-eight, two-five-eight! Only two-five-eight! A thousand miles of Sichuan-Tibet line! While you are young, go to the distant mountains! Those who are interested, please contact xxx by phone. Assembly location: Chuancheng Youth Hostel. Depart NO.13 in July! Waiting for you~"

Normally, Nanfangzhi would not even glance at this kind of fraudulent text message, but now he is a little moved. He wants to leave here. No matter where he goes, he wants to escape this kind of life that is shrouded in despair and confusion all day long.

Just at this time, the sun rises from the horizon, and the light shines through the layered concrete high-rises, stretching out to the mountains on the horizon, the blue sky, the long green land, and the dense clouds.

The old man said to Nanfangzhi shortly before his death, "If you feel that this is not the life you want, you feel confused and think it is wrong, stop what you are doing immediately and buy the first train ticket tomorrow , on the way to the place you long for, you will get the answer."

Nanfangzhi's heart was beating violently, he let out a foul breath, and dialed the number on the text message.