Occasional ABO

Bai Zhijing had a dream at night, dreaming that he saw a PSP on the way to school, the latest model, a high-end version, and someone dropped it on the side of the road.

He looked left and right, but there was no one in front of him and behind him, so he experienced a battle between heaven and man in his heart. His left hand said anyway, if no one wants it, I see it is mine, and his right hand said that it is right to pick up the money and hand it over to the country. .

His left and right hands were fighting, and the PSP on the ground seemed to have grown legs, standing up and running.Bai Zhijing immediately chased after him, chasing and chasing all the way, but he didn't expect the PSP to run into the cram school building, he didn't stop the car for a while and fell into it.

The Chinese teacher stood inside and sneered at him, holding a shiny butcher's knife high in his hand, and shouted: "If you can't recite "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond", I will let your soul die here!"

Bai Zhijing let out a wail, and woke up in shock.

It's early in the summer, it's already bright outside, Bai Zhijing looks at the time, it's already early six o'clock.

He felt that this dream was unusual, and there must be some hints, so he made a serious phone call to Xu Xu.

He promised to get up at five o'clock. Grandpa woke up early when he was old, and Ying Yingzi also got up early to go to the dance class. He had to be responsible for getting breakfast out.

Ying Yingzi told her brother last time that she wanted to go to a high school of arts, and in the future she would take the art exam and go to a professional art school in college.

Xu Xu has always been worried about Yingzi's future. Their family situation is not like Song Baobao's and Bai Zhijing's family. Studying is almost the only way out.It is said that noble children come from poor families. He never wanted Yingzi to be rich and glamorous in the future, but at least he must have a decent diploma and a job that can support his life. I can't afford it.

Ying Yingzi told him that she wanted to learn art, and promised that her first reaction was pretty happy. The little girl finally found something she wanted to do, and the older brother must of course support her.

However, as the only head member of this small and distressed family, Xu Xu has too many things to worry about. He is worried that his sister will be popular in 3 minutes, and that his sister has no basis to catch up with other peers. There is another most realistic reason. , that is, their family has no money.

Most of those who study art are wealthy people, and they have spent money on training since they were young. Ying Yingzi has become a monk halfway through, and there are too many things that need to be supplemented.

After making the promise, I chatted with Ying Yingzi a few times, and found that the little girl was quite determined, with a stubborn look of not looking back after bumping into the south wall.Last weekend, Ying Yingzi took the entrance exam of Yigao with her promises on her back. Although she can't do this or that, singing and dancing are all nonsense, but she is in good physical condition, with long arms and legs. Bian still gave her a school-choice student qualification.

There are two types of admissions to Yigao: positive admission students and school-choice students. The positive admission refers to the cultural and professional scores of the senior high school entrance examination far exceeding the standard line, and the tuition fee for one semester is halved to [-]; For this group of students, the corresponding fees are also high, [-] for a semester.

Although Xu Xu still had some complaints, after much deliberation, he decided to respect his sister's idea and planned to take on another tutor next week.

The millet porridge was simmering on the stove, the phone was on speakerphone, and Bai Zhijing was chattering on the other end, saying that he dreamed that the cram school teacher was going to kill him.

"Sharpen the knife to the pigs and sheep," Bai Zhijing was terrified, and he was about to cry, "I am that pig, I am that sheep, the big knife was chopped at Jing'er's head, I almost killed you Heaven and man are separated!"

"I just went to a cram school and skipped classes. I haven't been there for a few days. Why is the shadow so deep?" Xu Xu burst out laughing, and said teasingly, "Little gang leader, your glassy heart can be healed."

"Tsk! How do you know how to make sarcastic remarks? I'm serious with you," Bai Zhijing said solemnly, "I've already interpreted my dreams on Baidu, which means that I've been under too much pressure recently, and I've been suffering from depression. It may develop into a serious mental illness, and then I will be locked up in a mental hospital, which will be fully closed management, and you will never see me again, and the Lord will not see me, so how sad you all will be!"

Ying Yingzi came out to wash up, and happened to hear this sentence when she passed the kitchen, so she shouted at the top of her voice, "It's better to lock you up earlier, I'm happy when I think I won't see you again, my brother is happy when I'm happy, and so am I." If you are happy, then our whole family will be happy!"

"Get lost!" Bai Zhijing snorted, and casually spoke back to Ying Yingzi, "I may hold more weight in Master's heart than you, why do you still underestimate people!"

He said it purely unintentionally, but Ying Yingzi's expression changed, her lips trembled twice.

"It's alright, both of you don't say a few words," Xu Xu turned off the speakerphone, and said to Yingzi, "Clean up quickly, I'll take you there after dinner, don't be late."

Bai Zhijing was still mumbling on the other end of the phone, but Ying Yingzi couldn't hear what he was saying this time, so she pursed her lips lightly and went into the bathroom.

"I'm telling you a little secret, why do you still let your sister secretly listen to you?" Bai Zhijing complained in a low voice, "Ying Xiaoxu, you really don't respect me, I'm sad, I don't even want to Tell you a secret."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, you go on, and I'm listening."

Promise tucks the phone between one shoulder and ear, and pulls out a few rice bowls from the cupboard.

"Then if you know your mistakes, can you correct them?" Bai Zhijing asked.

"Change," promised to follow the child's words, "it must be changed."

"Alright then," Bai Zhijing said proudly, "You're still a college student, so you're really ignorant."

"Tell me about your dream, what happened." Xu Xu asked.

Bai Zhijing was worried again: "I'm really under a lot of pressure, it's too much, it's really uncomfortable."

"Then tell me," Xu Xu held back his smile, and asked while filling the porridge, "How can you relieve the pressure?"

"There is a way," Bai Zhijing pretended to sigh deeply, "If you persuade my father to buy me a PSP, I might feel better."

Dare to go around this early in the morning, it was Zhou Gong's dream interpretation and the mental hospital, and finally I was waiting here on the PSP.

"Hmm..." Xu Xu pondered for a moment, "There are several professors in our school who are very knowledgeable about juvenile mental illness. Let me introduce you and reserve a bed for you in advance."

Bai Zhijing on the other end screamed in anger, promised to crack eggs while laughing, and whispered a few words to coax him from time to time.

Ying Yingzi came out after washing her face, stood by the door and called "Brother", but Xu Xu didn't hear her, and said to the other end of the phone while scrambling eggs, "If you're good, there might be a way out of this."

Bai Zhijing didn't know what he said, Xu Xu was smiling, and said helplessly: "Cheng Chengcheng, you are good, you are good, aren't you the most obedient, I have never seen you more obedient than little gang leader Jinger of."

Ying Yingzi's throat suddenly felt a little congested. She and Bai Zhijing grew up together, and her brother had never spoken to her in this tone.

Her brother is always majestic in front of her, and there is not much difference in age, but her brother is like a big patriarch, he will reason with her, give her lectures, and tell her what to do and what not to do, But it's just that he won't coax her like coaxing Bai Zhijing, the kind that smiles into her eyes and completely relaxes her whole body.

Why is her brother only being nice to Bai Zhijing, and my grandfather is also nice to Bai Zhijing? Everyone in this alley is nice to Bai Zhijing.

From childhood to adulthood, from the end of the alley to the end of the alley, everyone who saw her asked, "Heroic, where is Jinger?", "Didn't Jinger play with you today?", "Is Jinger not here?", "Then Jing'er didn't say when to come?", "You can take the osmanthus cake homemade for your grandfather to taste, remember to save some for Jing'er"...

Jinger, Jinger, Jinger, knows Jinger, what's so good about Jinger, anyway, she thinks Jinger is the most hated person in the world.

——It would be great if Bai Zhijing never came to Old Jiang Hutong...

A thought suddenly popped into Ying Yingzi's mind, promised to serve eggs, turned around and saw her sister standing aside in a daze, so she said, "What are you standing there for, go and push Master out to eat."

"Ah?" Ying Yingzi was startled, swallowing her saliva unconsciously, "Oh, I see, I'll go right away."

"Why did I hear your sister's voice again?" Bai Zhijing was very vigilant, and said in a low voice, "This is my little secret, I only told you, not even Dabao!"

"No one heard it," Xu Xu shook his head, "I'm covering it tightly."

"That's more or less the same," Bai Zhijing hummed twice, "Xiao Xu, Ying Xiao Xu, how do you think my father agreed to buy me a PSP?"

Promise said: "Uncle is afraid that you will get ahead of yourself and stop doing business."

Bai Zhijing choked back: "I despise playthings and lose my mind the most, and don't think about making progress! I'm that kind of person, please evaluate me objectively."

"Need a guarantee of authenticity?" Promise asked.

Bai Zhijing felt guilty: "That's not necessary, we can add some embellishments."

"That's not it," Xu promised immediately, "Let me prove that you are not the kind of playthings who don't want to make progress."

"That's it," Bai Zhijing heheed twice, "You still understand me. They say that a son is better than a father. My two old fathers don't understand me at all. It's better for you."

Xu Xu laughed: "But Jinger, if you want these things, you have to take out something in exchange."

"What?" Bai Zhijing thought there was something to be said when he heard it, "Why don't I exchange it with my homework book!"

"Fool," Xu Xu sighed softly, "I mean, you have to show your determination, at least prove that you won't delay your studies because of these things."

Bai Zhijing was happy for a few seconds, then became sad again.

"Then how is it possible, isn't the PSP just used to delay study? Does anyone still use the PSP for study?"

Promised to have nothing to say this time.

"How about this!" Bai Zhijing slapped his thigh and had an idea in his mind, "Didn't your sister go to Art High? I can learn art too! How easy it is to sing and dance, even that little boy can play the guzheng, I The ten fingers are like steel, you can't flick anything!"

Promises are too big, and children are too spontaneous, thinking about it as they go, and have no plans for the future.

"You can play cotton," Xu Xu said patiently, "Think carefully about how to study in high school, for whom to study, whether you can study hard, what to do if you fail to learn well, and what you want to do in the future What, think about these things first."

Bai Zhijing's side was quiet.

Xu Xu thought with some relief that maybe the child was thinking, using his clever little brain.

After five seconds, Bai Zhijing asked, "You college students also have the major of cotton plucking?"

Promise: "...Jing Er, PSP is not suitable for you, really."