Be good

Learning is working against time.

Either master what can be mastered within a limited time, or be swept away by time, and when you turn your head, you will find that you have wasted and nothing is left.

Lin Qianxi used to have too much time, so much time that he was wasting it all the time, and now he is simply paying off his debts.

In front of him is a meal, a book, a pen and a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

At twelve noon, Lin Qianxi was sitting in the noisy school cafeteria, reading a book while eating, thinking about the schedule, thinking about how much was left, and finally, it was too late these days.

On the opposite side put down a dinner plate with a "kuang", Wang Xiao sat down, opened his mouth and said "Fuck": "Brother Xi, you actually came to eat in the cafeteria."

Xue Sheng and Sun Kai sat down next to him, looking at Lin Qianxi.

"I'll just say it's Brother Xi," Xue Sheng said, "You still say I was wrong."

Lin Qianxi glanced at the three people across from him: "What's so strange, save time."

Sun Kai looked at his face: "Brother Xi, have you slept these few days?"

Lin Qianxi looked up: "What do you mean?"

Sun Kai pointed to his eyes: "You have dark circles under your eyes, how many days have you been here?"

Lin Qianxi stuffed his mouth with food, and continued to flip through the book: "If it's black, it's black, who cares about that."

"Damn, I don't know how to take care of myself when I grow up like this. I'm really dying of drought, and I'm dying of waterlogging. If I want to grow like you, I have to put on a mask every day." Sun Kai said with a smile.

"It's too hard." Wang Xiao took a closer look at the book under Lin Qianxi's hand, and found that there was still a book of questions, and said "Fuck" again: "You still did so many questions? How did you do that?" of?"

Lin Qianxi raised the corner of his mouth: "I won't tell you, brother has a secret weapon."

A few more people were seated at the next table.Lin Qianxi took a glance and saw that there were two or three people from Class [-]——Jiang Hao was holding the dinner plate, and opposite was his "secret weapon".

Across the aisle, Zong Cheng glanced at him from the opposite side and sat down.

Jiang Hao also looked at his table, glanced at the book in front of him strangely, and immediately greeted Wang Xiao: "Have you played ball recently?"

Wang Xiao glanced sideways at Zongcheng, and didn't read it until he heard this, and replied, "It's been a long time since I played, do you still want to play?" The two played together before and knew each other.

Jiang Hao said: "It's been a long time since I played billiards, and now I'm concentrating on playing billiards."

"Hey, billiards, then..." Wang Xiao's face was full of smug smiles, and he immediately wanted to pull Lin Qianxi to play, and wanted to say, "Then you have a game with our brother Xi, and let you see what it means Real billiards", just as he uttered the word, he saw Lin Qianxi on the opposite side typing on his mobile phone with his head down.

"What are you doing, Xige?"

Lin Qianxi looked up, didn't listen to what they said at all, took the question booklet and stood up: "Why not, I'm going to serve a bowl of soup."

Jiang Hao looked at him twice, turned around and saw that Zong Cheng had just put away his phone, stood up, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Go get something." Zongcheng said, turned and left the seat.

Seeing him walking away, Jiang Hao remembered to ask Wang Xiao, "What did you just say?"

Seeing that Lin Qianxi was gone, Wang Xiao turned around and continued: "What are you talking about? We're talking about playing basketball. Our brother Xi is very good."

"Him?" Jiang Hao didn't quite believe it: "I know he runs fast, but who else knows. But seriously, if you want to play again next time, you can call Shang Zongcheng. He is tall and he must be good at playing."

"Who?" Wang Xiao was annoyed: "With him? Forget it."

Xue Sheng also said beside him: "There is no need to look for him if no one beats him."

Jiang Hao asked: "What's the matter? Zongcheng is fine."

Sun Kai bumped Wang Xiao with his arm, signaling him to stop talking, don't tell the story of the beating, it would be embarrassing and embarrassing.

Wang Xiao had no choice but to hold back his words: "It's nothing."

After about ten minutes, Zongcheng came back, sat down in his seat, and continued to eat.

Just as Jiang Hao wanted to ask him what he had brought, he saw Lin Qianxi coming back with his mouth curled up, with the test book under his arm, and the expression on his face seemed to be full of satisfaction.

Wang Xiao looked at Lin Qianxi: "Brother Xi, where's your soup?"

"Huh?" Lin Qianxi sat down and looked at the plate in front of him: "Stop drinking, it's almost time to finish."

"Then you still said to serve soup." Wang Xiao muttered.

Lin Qianxi glanced at Zongcheng who was eating diagonally across the street: "Yeah." He didn't eat while he was talking, and took a pen to work on the problem.

Wang Xiao chewed his rice, looked at him like this, couldn't help it: "Damn it, I'm infected, I want to go back and read."

Xue Sheng felt the same way: "Me too."

Sun Kai: "Add one."

Lin Qianxi said that if you do the questions, you just do the questions. He is too involved, and it really has a kind of appeal, as if doing the questions is fun.

After the meal was over, Jiang Hao left the cafeteria at that table first.

Lin Qianxi didn't look up until now, and when he saw Zongcheng leaving, he immediately took his things and left.

Wang Xiao picked up the dinner plate and followed: "Let's go together, Brother Xi."

Jiang Hao went outside, saw that Wang Xiao and the others had also come out, and continued what he said earlier: "Next time, if you have time, let's make an appointment. Don't believe me, Zongcheng is like this. He studies well and is in good health. There is nothing to say about playing. I played billiards with him, so let’s just say it, it makes you want to wave your hands and call 666 next to him.”

Wang Xiao snorted, not very convinced: "All-rounder, if you have the guts to fight with Xi Ge." While talking, he glanced at the person involved.

Missed.

Jiang Hao also wanted to pull the person concerned out to express his opinion. He turned his head and looked around, but saw no one: "Where is Zongcheng? Didn't you come out together just now?"

Wang Xiao looked back: "Where is Brother Xi?"

Xue Sheng said: "Just now, I was walking behind."

On the small lawn behind the cafeteria, Zongcheng stood at the entrance of the corridor, holding the test booklet in his hand: "You have to rush like this, one question at a time?"

Lin Qianxi stood opposite him: "Hurry up, it's one thing to learn one more question."

Zongcheng lowered his head and changed the question for him.

Lin Qianxi suddenly asked: "Aren't you random checking mine? Why haven't you?"

He has been waiting since that night, why hasn't he been smoked.

Zong Cheng raised his head: "You want to be drawn so much?"

"I just want to see how my progress is going." He said "tsk": "It's a bit out of line."

"Then just wait." Zongcheng said, "Go back to write the test paper at night."

"Fuck..." Feeling that he had dug a hole for himself, Lin Qianxi exhaled and said, "Okay."

After a while, when the topic was finished, Zongcheng handed him the booklet and went out first.

Lin Qianxi came out behind, and after a few steps, he thought the state was funny, and called him in a low voice: "Hey, don't you think I'm particularly suitable to be an underground party like this."

Zongcheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said calmly without turning his head, "Comrade Lin, don't speak out, the organization needs you to stay alert."

Lin Qianxi replied seriously: "Good Zong instructor, take care, I will meet you after school." After finishing speaking, he clipped the test book and walked to the right.

Zongcheng walked to the left, and smiled unconsciously, the instructor of the goddamn sect.

When we got to the teaching building, Jiang Hao was left waiting for him on the stairs.

"What did you do? I thought you were missing."

Zongcheng said, "I forgot something in the cafeteria, so I went back to get it."

"No wonder." Jiang Hao asked: "Are you willing to talk about things during the meal? Just find time to play ball with Wang Xiao and the others."

Zong Cheng stepped up the stairs: "They won't be happy."

"Why?" Jiang Hao followed him: "Do you have a festival? I think Wang Xiao and the others mean that they have a festival with you."

"Ah."

"Because of Lin Pi?" Jiang Hao smiled: "After all, they are all from Lin Pi."

Zongcheng didn't continue, and replied directly: "Let's talk about it."

Jiang Hao had no choice but to say nothing: "Well, anyway, I don't have time recently."

As the end-of-term approached, the number of self-study classes increased, and the number of people in the back row of Class [-] classrooms decreased visibly with the naked eye.

Lin Qianxi lay down on the table, spending all his time doing the questions.

"Lin Qianxi." Tao Xue was calling him.

Lin Qianxi stopped writing and looked up.

Tao Xue held an umbrella in her hand and put it on his table: "It's raining outside, you didn't bring an umbrella, did you?"

Lin Qianxi glanced out of the window, and saw that it was indeed raining. This is how summer is in this small town, and the rain comes when it comes.

He turned around and said, "I have an umbrella, thanks, you can use it yourself."

"You have, that's fine." Tao Xue took the umbrella back in her hand, and looked at him again: "It seems that you have been doing problems recently."

"Isn't there an exam?" Lin Qianxi smiled and said, "I'll just do it for fun." How can I put it, anyway, no one would believe him if he said he studied hard, and thought he was acting.

According to this level, this year's Oscars are all his.

Tao Xue smiled, took the umbrella and went back to her seat.

Lin Qianxi took another look at the rain outside, and didn't pay attention when writing the question, only now did he realize that it was still raining heavily.He took out his mobile phone and sent Wang Xiao a WeChat message.

--Take me on a motorcycle after school.

Wang Xiao replied.

-- Waiting for you, Xi Ge.

After hearing what he said, Lin Qianxi put away his things and left quickly.

Sure enough, Wang Xiao was waiting outside the school gate, riding a motorcycle to hide from the rain under a tree by the side of the road, and when he saw Lin Qianxi coming out, he habitually gave up his seat to him.

Lin Qianxi stepped onto the motorcycle and asked while pedaling, "Don't you have a helmet?"

Wang Xiao moved back and sat back: "I forgot to bring it, I thought you had an umbrella."

"No." Lin Qianxi never carried an umbrella, and she lied to Tao Xue in the classroom just now, because she didn't want to take someone's sister's umbrella.

Forget it, it will only take a while to get on the bike.

Lin Qianxi twisted his hands and rushed out.

Halfway on the road, he saw someone in the distance ahead, and he stopped with an emergency brake.

Wang Xiao covered his head with his schoolbag, stopped suddenly, and stretched his head to look: "What are you doing, Brother Xi?"

Lin Qianxi looked to the right, and there was Zongcheng leaning on the bus stop sign, who was looking down at his phone, and he yelled, "Hey!"

Zongcheng raised his head and looked at him through the rain curtain.

Lin Qianxi asked, "Did you bring an umbrella?"

"Yeah." Zong Cheng said, "Wait until the rain stops before leaving."

Lin Qianxi took the schoolbag, lowered his head and looked inside: "Wait a minute, I'll find you an umbrella."

Wang Xiao was stunned in the back: "No, Brother Xi, didn't you say you didn't bring an umbrella?"

Lin Qianxi ignored him, rummaged through the bag for a long time, found a piece of clothing, and threw it towards Zongcheng: "Here you are."

Zong Cheng stretched out his hand to catch it, and looked at him with half-closed eyelids: "You call this an umbrella?"

"It's enough to keep out the rain, don't waste time here." Lin Qianxi gestured with his mouth: I, wait, you!

After speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and left in a hurry.

Wang Xiao shouted from behind: "Damn it, Brother Xi, are you so nice to him?"

"You don't understand." Drenched in the rain, Lin Qianxi squinted his eyes and rushed forward, wondering if he was an ordinary person?That was his secret weapon, his religious instructor!I can't wait to take the motorcycle to take him.

As soon as he left on his front foot, Jiang Hao walked out behind the bus stop sign on his back foot. While patting the raindrops on his body, he looked at the clothes Zongcheng was holding: "Fuck, I read it right, Lin Pi I gave you my clothes?"

Zongcheng glanced at the road: "The bus is coming."

The buses here don’t like to wait for people, so Jiang Hao can only rush to catch the bus, muttering in a low voice: “Weird.”

After he left, Zongcheng took another look at the clothes, no, it was Lin Qianxi's "umbrella", it was a denim shirt, I don't know when he stuffed it in his schoolbag, it was obviously not the same type as what he was wearing now, it was There are still several holes, which may be more suitable for the title of "Lin Pi".

It is really a "good umbrella", full of Lin Qianxi's style.

Zong Cheng really didn't know how to describe Lin Qianxi, even a ghost was not a good enough comparison to him. He dragged his schoolbag on his shoulders and carried it on his back, threw off the clothes with both hands, put them on top of his head, and ran out along the street .

It was only a shower, and it turned small when it was near the old building.

Zongcheng stopped, shook the half-wet clothes, and tugged at his wet shoulders. Suddenly someone slapped him on the back from behind: "Isn't this Brother Xi?"

He turned his head.

A few young men with dyed hair are standing behind, with traces of rain on their bodies. The person who patted him is standing in front of them. He is not very thin, with a pair of hanging eyes, and he can see his face clearly at once. : "Yo, I made a mistake, I thought Lin Qianxi had his head cut, and he wanted to grow taller, so it wasn't."

Zongcheng glanced behind him, and knew that this blow was definitely intentional, and someone who was weaker would have to stagger a few steps forward after suffering this blow, and said coldly, "Take it away."

"Fuck, it's quite strong." Diao Shaoyan didn't take his hands away, and patted him on the shoulder on purpose: "What's the matter, why are you here with Lin Qianxi's clothes?"

Zong Cheng stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and broke it in the opposite direction.

"Damn it!" Diao Shaoyan followed his direction, covered his arms and shouted, "Day your mother!"

A few people behind heard the sound and surrounded him.

Zong Cheng shook his arm hanging from his eyes and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm just a student."

"You fucking let go first!" Diao Shaoyan shouted.

Zong Cheng let go of him, turned around and left.

How could Diao Shaoyan let him go, just relaxed his arms and followed.

A man ran over like the wind, and thrust horizontally in front of the Zongcheng: "What are you doing, Sanpao?"

Diao Shaoyan, who was called Sanpao, stopped chasing him: "Lin Qianxi, he's changed, do you recognize this person?"

Lin Qianxi was just waiting for Zongcheng outside the old building, but he didn't wait for a long time. After walking here for a while, he saw these people approach Zongcheng and ran over immediately.He raised his hand to brush his rain-drenched hair, glanced at Zongcheng, and said, "I know, he was with me."

"With you?"

"Yes, don't touch him."

Sanpao stared at Zongcheng, rubbed his arms twice, then looked at Lin Qianxi, and laughed: "You won't move if you say you won't move?"

"If you don't think it's shameful to stand here and spread the word with a student, then move." Lin Qianxi stared at him: "I saw him who you moved first just now."

Sanpao smiled, and looked at Zongcheng again: "He's the only one who is a student? Damn it. Okay, I'm selling your brother Xi to save face today, so don't ask me to run into him next time."

A few people turned their heads and walked along the street, still cursing uncleanly.

Lin Qianxi turned back and said in a low voice, "Go, let them scold a few words, so as to save some trouble."

Zongcheng threw the wet clothes to him: "It's for you."

Lin Qianxi took it, "Damn it, you know the ones in the 'circle' when you were messing around." Either Zongcheng was hit on the back, or he was hit on the back. Sanpao did it on purpose, he of course I know.As he spoke, he added a reminder: "Don't mess with them, those in society."

Zongcheng said, "No one wants to talk to them."

Lin Qianxi glanced at the torn clothes in his hand: "Yes, it's the culprit." As he spoke, he simply pulled his hands into a ball and stuffed them into a trash can by the side of the road.

Zongcheng entered the old building and went all the way to the door of his house. Looking back, Lin Qianxi was still following him.

"I'll do the test paper, don't you say random checks?" He said with his wet hair on his head. The motorcycle was riding too fast, and his hair and shoulders were wet all over his body.

Zongcheng opened the door: "Come in."

Lin Qianxi followed, Zong Cheng threw him a dry towel and pointed to the small table.

"Okay." He immediately sat down, wiped his hair, and turned his schoolbag upside down, taking out all the papers in it.

Zongcheng stood there, took one by one, circled the questions with a pencil, and handed one to him after circled one: "Do what I circled, it's too late to do it all."

Lin Qianxi took out a pen: "Is there any trick to teach?"

"Write it as a final exam, nothing else." Zongcheng said.

Without English, it is impossible to pick up a language in such a short period of time. According to Zongcheng's estimation, if Lin Qianxi wants to make a breakthrough in the final exam, he may only be in the two subjects of mathematics and science.

He is fairly fast in mathematics, but his foundation is too weak, and he is a little hopeful in Chinese, but of course that is a relatively good result.

Lin Qianxi was working on a problem, and Zongcheng went into the bathroom.

He turned on the light, opened his clothes in front of the mirror and took a look at his back. The man named San Pao hit too hard, and his back was red all over.

Zong Cheng put down his clothes and glanced at Lin Qianxi who was lying outside doing the quiz. He didn't know what kind of environment he was in before and what kind of people he was in.

There were not many questions in each test paper, and Lin Qianxi still did it for almost an hour.

By the time of the last photo, the rain outside had completely stopped, and the evening sky was reflected on the window glass, as if it had been washed by water, it was a yellowish gray.

Lin Qianxi looked up, then turned his head suddenly, and found a puppy lying on his feet at some point, and blurted out, "Fuck, Tom!"

The puppy he saw in the flower bed outside the old building has been washed clean now, with a layer of white fur all over his body, and one hind leg is wrapped with gauze, probably injured.

Lin Qian turned his head west and looked for Zongcheng everywhere, and finally saw him coming out in a short-sleeved shirt, taking out a cigarette in his hand.

"What Tom?" Zong Cheng stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, flipped on the lighter and said, "My dog."

"Your dog? Don't talk about it, I'm the first to know him!" Lin Qianxi thought he had talked about five yuan.

Zongcheng lit a cigarette and looked at him: "Stray dog, I picked it up, what's the use of knowing it? You didn't deal with its injury."

Lin Qianxi was speechless, looked back at the dog, and smiled again: "I thought it was gone, but I didn't expect to see it here. Come on, Tom."

Zong Cheng glanced at him: "It's not called Tom."

Lin Qianxi looked up: "What's that called?"

Zongcheng exhaled smoke: "Call me boy."

"?" Lin Qianxi said, "Say it again?"

"Good boy, what's the matter?" Zongcheng looked at him indifferently: "Have you registered this name as a trademark?"

"It can't be called this anyway," Lin Qianxi stared at him, "Don't expect to take advantage of me."

Zongcheng took away the cigarette from his mouth, and the smoke floated in front of his eyes: "What did I take advantage of?"

"Don't be flirty, I won't let you flirt." Lin Qianxi thought to himself that you have a lot of fucking bad tricks, and pretended that I didn't know: "That's it, I'm going to give it another name."

"Take it back and get it," Zongcheng went over to draw his test paper: "Leave when you finish writing, don't even think about playing with dogs here."

Lin Qianxi really wanted to tease the dog, so he stretched out his hand. Knowing it was not the time, he took back the unfinished one, got up and said, "I'll go back and write this one, don't call him a boy anymore ,I warn you."

Zong Cheng glanced at him: "My dog, who cares about you."

Lin Qianxi flashed out the door with his schoolbag on his back, and when he closed the door, a voice floated over: "That's it!"

Zongcheng took the test papers, sat down on the chair, and glanced at the sleeping dog.

The dog ran out by itself that night. Lin Qianxi left. He saw that the dog's leg was injured and barked, and finally brought it back. He had never raised this kind of thing before. He thought it was troublesome and wanted to give it away several times. Forget it.In the end, if Gu Yang likes it, it should be raised by Gu Yang.

WeChat rang.

He picked up his phone and saw the message from Lin Qianxi.

--I want to name it a good fish.

--Your dog, it's up to you.

"Fuck..." Zong Cheng sometimes really wanted to see what Lin Qianxi was packing in his head, and if he did a trick every now and then, there would be no disadvantages.

He typed with his fingers.

--It's called Tom now.

Lin Qianxi replied.

--It's over if you don't compromise early.

Just as Zongcheng was about to put down his phone, he suddenly noticed that the WeChat name on the dialog box had changed, so he pointed out.

Lin Qianxi's WeChat name changed, "Xi Ge" became "Eighth Middle School Boy".

The corner of Zongcheng's mouth twitched, and without even thinking about it, he typed with his fingers and changed his note: Good boy.

After changing it and staring at it for a few seconds, he suddenly felt that this joking title was a bit inexplicably intimate. He lowered his head, tapped his finger on the screen twice, and finally changed back to those two words.

good boy.