Be good

"Dip, beep, beep—" The hourly chime sounded from the taxi's car radio.

Lin Qianxi was sitting in the back row, his eyes swept from left to right, he turned his head to look at the scene of the car going backwards outside the window, and then looked back inside the car.

It took almost half an hour to drive this way, and he just looked at it like this for almost half an hour.

The sun was shining outside, and the cicadas were wrapped in dust and dust along the retreating tree-lined road, noisy and boring.

Lin Qianxi raised his right hand and touched his face, the real touch was very real.

The wind blowing from the car window, and the dazzling Mediterranean sea seen by the driver in front are all quite real.

It is very likely that the driver still ate scallion pie today, and when he hugged the steering wheel and hummed to the radio, the taste could leak out.

True, but too true.

Lin Qianxi couldn't help pinching his nose, tilted his head to the side, closed his eyes with his head against the car window, and listened to the time report on the radio, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

This world, sometimes is really fucking wonderful.

The driver stopped humming and suddenly asked, "Why are you going to No. [-] Middle School?"

Lin Qianxi opened his eyes: "What?"

"Didn't you say you were going to the No. [-] Middle School when you called the car?" The driver squinted up at the rearview mirror, and scratched him through the mirror: "You don't look like a student either."

It was originally just a chat between the driver and the passenger, but his look gave people an inexplicable contempt, as if looking at something disgusting.

Lin Qianxi noticed it, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "Oh, go on a blind date."

"Impossible, how old are you?" The driver wondered if he had heard it wrong, so he freed up his hand and turned down the radio: "Who are you dating, a female student or a female teacher?"

"Who said it was with a girl." Lin Qianxi leaned back and crossed his legs: "Hurry up, my future husband is leaving school."

The driver's words were suddenly blocked, Gu Li gave him a strange look, secretly said "crazy", then turned around and continued to drive the car that smelled of green onions.

There was a sudden vibration in the trouser pocket, which made half of one's thigh numb.

Lin Qianxi reached out and fumbled in his trouser pocket twice, and when he found out, it was his phone that was vibrating.

As soon as the button was turned on, two WeChat messages popped up on the screen.

--Where are you?

--I searched everywhere in the hospital and couldn't find you!

Lin Qianxi glanced at the sender: Qin Yidong.

In just two seconds, with a movement of the finger, the screen was turned off.

The screen went black, and he was still staring at the phone.

He remembers this mobile phone very deeply. It was cheap. He bought it on his 17th birthday, and it was scrapped within half a year.

It was smashed by a steel pipe during the fight.

Thanks to the mobile phone at that time, otherwise the steel pipe would have hit his hip, and he might have suffered a hemiplegia.

Of course, it was the opposite person who was almost paralyzed later.

But now it is in good condition, even considered new, that is, it is in the state of being just bought back.

Lin Qianxi put his mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, thinking again: The world is so fucking wonderful.

The taxi stopped.

Lin Qianxi regained his senses: "Let's go, don't tell me I'm in a hurry?"

I don't know who my future husband is, but he knows that the last class of No. [-] Middle School is coming soon, and if there is any delay, it will be too late.

The driver pointed to the front windshield: "It's hard to get through here. I didn't see the road ahead."

Lin Qianxi looked towards the road ahead, and there was a solid row of yellow plastic signs blocking the road.

I don't remember that this road was being repaired during this time.

Dry!Those who don't go to school twice in the past three days will remember it!

"Go the other way."

"It takes a longer detour to change the road, and you still don't have time to see your husband. Why don't you go down and find a motorcycle, isn't there one on the side of the road?" The driver didn't want to trouble, and his tone was aggressive, even stronger than the original smell of scallions. As if he didn't want to pay attention to his "perverted" appearance, he started to tickle his watch directly.

It's not that Lin Qianxi has a good temper, it's because he has no time to spend with him, so he threw the fare on the seat and pushed the door to get off.

There are indeed a few motorcycles on the side of the road, but they are all private, parked in front of other people's shops, and they are not motorcycles at all.

Lin Qianxi scanned the surroundings, and another 2 minutes passed before he saw it, and kicked the trunk of the roadside tree irritably.

Fuck, he has to go to school today!

There was a tinkling sound when this kick went down.

Lin Qianxi looked down at his body. A thin denim shirt was hanging loosely on his upper body, ripped jeans on his lower body, several chains were hanging from his waist, and the word "bad" was written all over his body.

No wonder the taxi driver said just now that he didn't look like a student, the look of disgust in his eyes was true.

He should have thought of it a long time ago, he used to look like this.

"Xige!"

Suddenly, he called out, approaching with the roar of the motorcycle, and soon arrived at him.

It was an old motorcycle, and there were three people crowded on it. The rider in front was wearing a school uniform, with his mouth open, and the No. [-] Middle School badge pinned to his right chest. As a human being, you should be wandering in the hospital now, why did you come here? We are going to the hospital to meet you!"

The two people who were crowded behind jumped down, and they both opened their mouths and called "Xige".

Lin Qianxi had no memory of who he beat up last night, and he didn't care.

"Wang Xiao." He looked at the cyclist, feeling like he hadn't seen him for a long time, and he just recognized him.

"Ah?" Wang Xiao looked at him with a black face.

Lin Qianxi's eyes were fixed on the car under his crotch: "Will you go back to school?"

Wang Xiao thought he was joking: "Why did you go back to school? I skipped class after a lot of trouble. Of course I went to have some fun with you? Didn't you always do this before?"

Lin Qianxi stretched out his hand: "If you don't want to return the car, let me use it."

Wang Xiao was baffled, and obediently stretched his legs, stood up and gave way: "Where are you going?"

Lin Qian stepped onto the car with one leg on the west, stepped on the ground with one foot, and kicked hard with the other foot, pulling out a roar: "Back to school."

He was tall and thin, sitting on a motorcycle, his denim shirt raised his waistline, and suddenly even the chains hanging from the nails on the waist of his trousers looked beautiful.

Suddenly a puff of smoke was drawn from the ground, and even the car and people rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Wang Xiao was still standing there staring at his handsome face in a daze, and suddenly realized: "Fuck, did you fight and be stupid? Lin Qianxi also has a time to go back to school on his own initiative?"

……

Class [-] and [-] of No. [-] Middle School, the last class this afternoon is the summary class meeting requested by the class teacher Zhou Xueming.

The bell rang, and the classroom was still noisy.

Someone walked up to the podium, but before Zhou Xueming came, the class leader Zhang Xiaojiang presided over it first.

Zhang Xiaojiang was honest and honest, and he didn't dare to tell everyone to be quiet, so he just called the names with the roll call book.

Sort by pinyin, one by one.What should be noisy is still noisy, especially the last two rows, and it has never stopped.

The shouts of other students were drowned out intermittently.

l The ranking is not considered low, so the name "Lin Qianxi" was quickly called out.

"Lin Qianxi! Lin Qianxi!" Zhang Xiaojiang called out twice, but no one answered.

He held the bottom of the wine bottle on the bridge of his nose, looked up, and sure enough, the middle seat in the last row was empty.

Some boys in the back row yelled: "Stop yelling, Lin Qianxi can't come. Yesterday he fought with someone outside the school again, and he's still living in the hospital!"

The other said: "I heard from Wang Xiao that he was not injured. The ones who should be hospitalized are those who were beaten by him. He just didn't come on purpose. It's obvious that he didn't want to go."

I don’t know a girl in front of me muttering: “No way, that grass will be gone.”

The boy was immediately annoyed: "Oh, sure enough, girls know how to look at their faces!"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

It's the last month of the second year of high school, and Zhou Xueming, the old class, has let go of the word that if he dares to be absent from class more than ten times this semester, he must report to the school and order him to drop out of school.

According to the roster in Zhang Xiaojiang's hand, Lin Qianxi had skipped class nine times.

In fact, it was far more than that. Zhang Xiaojiang didn't dare to remember other times, he was afraid of Lin Qianxi.

After all, Lin Qianxi entered No. [-] Middle School for two years, and he harmed No. [-] Middle School for two years. He fought and skipped classes, caused trouble, and did everything except study. Who wouldn't be afraid?

So many people said in private that this rule was prepared by Zhou Xueming for him, and the teachers in Class [-] wished that he would leave as soon as possible.

The two boys booed again: "What are you waiting for! Hurry up and tell Lao Zhou to drive away!"

Zhang Xiaojiang hesitated for a moment, and took a pen to cross the paper.

Report back to Mr. Zhou, and then report to the school. You won’t be able to see him again, so you shouldn’t be afraid...

With a "boom", the classroom door was knocked open, or kicked open.

So fast, no one noticed.

Lin Qianxi held his denim shirt in one hand and stood at the door panting.

The whole class fell silent for an instant.

Lin Qianxi didn't look at anyone, entered the classroom, walked straight to the last row, sat down, pressed his clothes on the table, took a few breaths, and said, "Here we are."

Zhang Xiaojiang's face turned half a circle as he walked, and it was only at this moment that he came back to his senses. He quickly put down the pen, buried his head and continued to roll his name, his tongue was a little knotted, and he called by mistake several times.

The laughter in the back row was gone, and it was as quiet as a chicken.

Only a few girls in the front row kept looking back at him.

The phone in Lin Qianxi's pocket suddenly started vibrating frantically again.

He took it out and saw that there were still messages from Qin Yidong one after another in WeChat.

--Holy shit, the nurse actually said you went back to school?

--Why didn't you tell me when you returned to No. [-] Middle School? I thought you were dragged away by those guys yesterday to seek revenge. It scared me to death!

--answer!Come back to me! ! ! !

Lin Qianxi watched in silence for a while, then typed with one hand: Don't contact me in the future.

After clicking send and blocking WeChat, he stuffed his phone into the belly of the table, put his head on the table, and began to think about what happened in this short hour.

This hour is the watershed, his life ahead.

That life was very short. He fought and caused troubles all day long, skipped classes, and was finally ordered to drop out of No. [-] Middle School, which was the last one willing to take him in, in his sophomore year, and became a member of the street.

In less than three years, when his peers had already become college students with bright futures, he embarked on a road of no return, ruining others as well as himself.

That's a complete ruin...

The last second in Lin Qianxi's memory was full of blood and blood, and when he opened his eyes again, he returned to the age of 17.

This year he was a sophomore in high school, he had just finished a fight with someone, so he took the opportunity to stay in the hospital to enjoy himself.

What a fucking wonderful world, the water has returned, and time has turned back.

He checked the time on the bench in the hospital, remembering that if he missed this class, he might repeat the same mistakes, he got up and ran out of the hospital without any thought, and stopped the car...

Footsteps came from the corridor, and the head teacher Zhou Xueming chatted with someone from far to near: "...you can arrange to come to my class, no problem."

"Isn't your class full?"

"One will be empty soon."

"Yo, that Lin Qianxi is finally dropping out of school?"

"Sure, if he doesn't want to learn, he will give the learning opportunity to those who want to learn..."

The back door of the classroom was pushed open, Lin Qianxi looked up, and was facing Zhou Xueming who entered the door with a teacup in one hand and glasses on the bridge of his nose in the other.

For a while, the four eyes met.

"Teacher Zhou," Zhang Xiaojiang trotted over and reported in a low voice, "Lin Qianxi is in time for the roll call today..."

Zhou Xueming stared at Lin Qianxi.

Lin Qianxi moved his legs a little, wanting to prove that he was alive, so there was no need to be so surprised.

He came here in earnest.

In just a few seconds, Zhou Xueming lowered his head to take a sip of water, covered his teacup, turned his head and went out, and stopped the teacher who was talking to him just now: "Let's arrange for that 'good fish' to go to your class."

"What's the matter?"

"The nail house has not been pulled out."