Self-cultivation of spare tire

On the day when the poverty funds were distributed, Chen Zhu specially wrote a thank you letter and published it in the campus newspaper.

On the day when the newspaper published it, Chen Zhu was the same as countless school days, wearing a loose blue and white school uniform, and the soles of his feet were the same pair of worn-out canvas shoes.

When Chen Zhu walked into the school gate, the guard smiled approvingly at him.

"Chen Zhu, uncle is waiting for the day you are admitted to a good university, come on."

Under the bright sun, the boy held his head high and smiled slightly, "Thank you."

His life is as usual.One test paper after another, one special practice question after another, one letter after another, colorful and fragrant love poems.

But there are differences.The students who "passed by" outside the window from time to time, the eyes of teachers or classmates from time to time, and even the principal, with their hands behind their backs, walked around the classroom door a few times.

Chen Zhuben was the most anticipated person in the school, and this high-profile behavior this time attracted countless attention.

Even Fang Xu sneaked into their class, "Dude, why are you so awesome?"

Perhaps, it is not so unusual in other schools.But No. [-] High School is different. All of them here are academic masters from elite families. On the surface, although they don’t compare themselves, how can teenagers have the thought of not comparing them?

Even though they are all wearing fat school uniforms, the watches on their hands, the shoes on their feet, and even the thin hair rope on the girls' heads all hide secrets.

The rich play with the rich, and those who have no money don't have the mood to play, and it's too late to be busy with the questions.

Only Chen Zhu, like a gust of wind passing through the hall, is cold and astringent, but washes away the tenacity of a young man like bamboo.

Without even raising his head, Chen Zhu wrote down the equation on the draft paper, "Rang Rang, in front of the light."

Fang Xu turned aside, propped his chin to watch Chen Zhu write the question, "Oh, when will I have the ideological awareness like yours." For some reason, Fang Xu always felt that in front of Chen Zhu, he was like a two hundred and five , Childish and mindless.

They are all of the same age, but Chen Zhu has an extraordinary calmness and composure.

Jiang Jianren knocked on Chen Zhu's desk, "Chen Zhu, the teacher has something to do with us." He looked at Fang Xu and added, "It's about self-enrollment."

"Hmm." Chen Zhu put down his pen, and under Fang Xu's displeased gaze, followed Jiang Jianren to the teacher's office.

Jiang Jianren pushed his glasses, and glanced at Fang Xu indiscriminately.

"Damn." Fang Xu was very upset, "What the hell! Isn't it just self-enrollment, and I will go too!" Anyway, his family has money, and there is nothing in this world that money can't solve!

Chen Zhu's class teacher is a chubby middle-aged man with a round red nose, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and a red face, just like Santa Claus.

"Teacher Song."

Looking at his two favorite students, the man touched his chubby belly and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "This time, the self-enrollment is scheduled for next week. The questions in Shanghai are more difficult. But, believe me It's no problem for you."

Teacher Song turned around the office chair and said to Chen Zhu, "But Chen Zhu, your English..."

Chen Zhu is a child who grew up in a water town in the south, and the education in the countryside is backward. Although Chen Zhu has caught up with the education progress of the big cities through hard work.

But for a subject like English, which is affected by the educational environment, Chen Zhu has no choice but to rely on rote memorization.As for the higher sense of language and pronunciation, it is really resigned to fate.

"Teacher, I will hurry up and improve." Chen Zhu pursed his lips. He didn't learn English until the sixth grade. Although he had tried his best to catch up, the results were not great.

Jiang Jianren pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Teacher, before enrolling students independently, I can help Chen Zhu with English lessons."

Teacher Song was taken aback, and asked, "Student Jiang, are you really willing?" The number of places for self-enrolment is limited. To put it bluntly, the two are classmates fighting side by side. To put it realistically, they are competitors.

"Ah."

"That's fine, you two sit together for evening study. Chen Zhu, Jiang is willing to help you, you have to thank him very much."

Chen Zhu glanced at the friend beside him, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you."

The time for self-enrollment was confirmed, and Chen Zhu devoted himself to the review.Even before going to bed every day, there are strings of English words in my mind.

He works harder than ever.

On the one hand, thanks to Xu Lanting's support, he didn't have to worry about money. On the other hand, Jiang Jianren spent so much time helping him that he couldn't let people's energy go to waste.

However, in the secret heart of the young man, there is still a little care.He didn't want Xu Lanting's money to be wasted, he wanted to achieve better results and show Xu Lanting.

It was another night when reviewing until 01:30, Chen Zhu rubbed his astringent eyes and threw himself on the bed.He took a deep breath and closed his eyes wearily.

The PHS at the bedside, which was always quiet, beeped.

Chen Zhu turned over and didn't want to talk to him.

Beep beep——Chen Zhu was a little annoyed, he raised his hand and pressed the phone, and saw two text messages on it.

One is the recharge information of China Unicom - someone recharged him ten yuan for the phone bill.

One...was from Xu Lanting.

Chen Zhu sat up, rubbed his sore eyes, and clicked on the text message.

[Brother misses you.Talk about ten dollars? 】

For some reason, Chen Zhu suddenly laughed.He could almost see Xu Lanting's cunning eyes, raising his paws like a fox, wagging his tail to tickle him.

Recently, Xu Lanting has opened up some kind of second line of Ren and Du, and "spoiled" him in a way that Chen Zhu could not refuse.

Ten yuan for calls is not too much, Chen Zhu will not be embarrassed by it, but it does lighten the burden on the young man's shoulders.

It has to be said that when Xu Lanting tried his best to please someone, no one could escape the sweet trap he wove.Especially Chen Zhu, a naive young man who doesn't know much about the world.

Soon, the phone call came.Chen Zhu closed his eyes and lay heavily on the pillow, "Very sleepy."

The old mobile phone, even the sound from the receiver end is a little fuzzy.

The man's deep voice came, like a pillow whisper, and it rang in Chen Zhu's ear, "Azhu, do you miss me?"

The corner of Chen Zhu's mouth curled up, and he said truthfully, "It's okay."

On the other end of the phone, the man chuckled softly, making Chen Zhu's ears tingle.

"Little heartless." Xu Lanting's voice was a bit vague, like a long sigh in a summer night.

Chen Zhu: "I've been busy studying recently, so I don't have time to think about you." The corner of the boy's mouth became more and more obvious, "But during lunch break, I will take 10 minutes out to miss you for a while."

"Tsk." Xu Lanting said, "So busy."

"Yeah." Chen Zhu's mind was numb, full of grammar and words that Jiang Jianren poured into him during the day, "Englishissodifficult"

"Little poor." Xu Lanting deliberately walked to the corner of the banquet, so that he could hear the clear voice of the young man on the other end of the sentence more clearly.

Xu Lanting: "Do you want me to help you with tutoring?" He licked his lips, "There is no charge, just treat me to some fruit."

"Huh?" Chen Zhu was dazed and drowsy, "What do you want to eat, apples?" It happened that apples were on sale in the supermarket recently, and he bought a few big and sweet ones.

The man's chuckle swept over his ears, and he said slowly and meaningfully, "Navel orange."

"Hmm..." Chen Zhu yawned, "It's not the season to eat oranges either—" Halfway through speaking, he suddenly understood the deep meaning of Xu Lanting's words.

In the middle of the night, he had to make him uneasy.Chen Zhu was helpless and annoyed, his earlobe was faintly red, and he was easily hooked by the man.

Chen Zhu: "Mr. Xu is busy with personnel affairs, I will not waste your precious time." After a pause, he said, "The teacher invited a classmate to help me with tutoring. I have memorized a lot of model essays in the past few days. How about you Can you listen to my pronunciation?"

Xu Lanting accurately captured the message in Chen Zhu's words, "Classmate? Who is so kind, I have to thank him."

Under Xu Lanting's gentle guidance, Chen Zhu slowly said Jiang Jianren's name.

"Oh." The man's voice was obviously deep, "It's him again."

"Yeah." Chen Zhu said, "I didn't expect him to help me so much. After the exam, I have to thank him very much."

He was really sleepy, buried his face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep."

Xu Lanting endured it, and finally said with a smile, "Baby, good night."

On the night of departure, Chen Zhuzai packed all his luggage carefully.He was a little apprehensive, but also looking forward to it.

After all, he has never been to Shanghai.Speaking of which, this was his first time traveling far away, and Chen Zhu pictured the shadow of another big city in his mind until he fell into a dream.

The next day, Chen Zhu arrived at the high-speed railway station early. He was carrying a simple backpack with not much luggage in it.

But Fang Xu is different, there are only three suitcases, and the posture seems to be moving.

He unloaded the backpack on his back, and ordered the people around him to take a good look at his luggage one by one - just like a young master.

The moment Fang Xu saw Chen Zhu, Fang Xu's eyes lit up, he waved his arms, and was about to shout, but Jiang Jianren's iceberg face that had never moved for thousands of years appeared in front of him.

"In public places, don't make any noise." After Jiang Jianren finished speaking, he dragged his suitcase and stood beside Chen Zhu.

"Chen Zhu, how is your review? Have you memorized all the grammar?"

Chen Zhu nodded. He was very grateful for Jiang Jianren's dedication to tutoring him these past few days, and the two of them had more contacts.

"When you get on the high-speed rail, you can review the readings from yesterday—" Jiang Jianren said, and he caught sight of a tall figure from the corner of his eye.

The man was tall and slender, wearing an ironed dark gray suit, low-key and casual.

He walked slowly to Chen Zhu's side, and smiled with Chen Zhu's surprised eyes.

Xu Lanting took Chen Zhu's shoulders, and kept Jiang Jianren aside, "Hello, I'm here to send my children to the exam."

"You... good." Jiang Jianren inexplicably felt a trace of hostility.

Chen Zhu stared at the man right and wrong, and said in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Xu Lanting lowered his eyes, Chen Zhu's dazed face was reflected in his deep eyes.He laughed and said, "Why, my brother sent my younger brother to take the exam, can't I?"

"Okay..." Chen Zhu licked his dry lips, his face was calm, but joy quietly ran out from his eyes.

Xu Lanting unloaded Chen Zhu's backpack and opened it to have a look - sure enough, apart from a pile of review materials, there was only a bottle of water inside.

"Stand here and wait for me." Xu Lanting held Chen Zhu's backpack in one hand, and rubbed the boy's soft hair with the other, as if he was really a reliable big brother who came to send his younger brother to school.

Seeing the man walk away, Jiang Jianren said, "Is he your brother?"

Fang Xu was also taken aback by the man who suddenly appeared—it wasn't a fright, but Xu Lanting's looks are so outstanding, it's hard not to make people curious.

"Wow, is your brother so handsome? What did your family eat to grow up?" Fang Xu laughed heartlessly, and a few top students at the side were also secretly looking at Chen Zhu, who suddenly appeared " elder brother".

Chen Zhu smiled without saying a word.

"You and your brother..." Jiang Jianren pushed his glasses, "The relationship is really good."

"En." Chen Zhu said, looking at the man who came with a big bag of snacks, Chen Zhu smiled.

Xu Lanting is indeed a perfect lover.

At least, at this moment, Chen Zhu felt very happy.