Occasional ABO

It was not the first time that Bai Zhijing was asked such a question.

When he was sprinting for the senior high school entrance examination, his class teacher came to the office every three days to talk to him, asking him "why you don't make progress", "what will you do in the future", "have you ever thought about who you are studying for", "if If you can’t get into a good high school, it means you’re one step away from a key university”, “Is studying just for grades”, “Your two fathers were both among the best in those days, are you worthy of them?”, “Take your report card back Isn't your dad disappointed?"...

Bai Zhijing is really annoying, he just doesn't like to memorize textbooks, calculate functions and read English, how could this become the biggest mistake in the world?

He had asked Xu Xu what kind of thing he did to be considered a wrongdoer, and promised that nothing could be considered wrong if he did not harm others.

Then if he doesn't work hard or try to be strong, he doesn't hinder anyone. Why should everyone just stare at him and talk about it, and he is not interested in asking him to be strong.

In fact, Bai Zhijing had a little secret in his heart, the real secret, which no one told, not even the promise.

The secret happened when he was in sixth grade.

It was the school's centennial celebration that year, and the principal told him that this year he would be awarded as a three-good student and let him be the flag bearer at the celebration. Bai Zhijing's eyes lit up with excitement.

That's the flag bearer, how majestic!When he returned home at night, he asked Xu Xu to take him to the mall to buy a pair of new leather shoes, which were shiny and made a bang and bang sound when he kicked forward.

The principal patted him on the shoulder, and said, would you like to invite your father over to be the representative of the parents to give a speech?As long as you can invite you, I will let you be a student representative, and let you present flowers on stage. The whole school will look at you, and many big leaders from the city will also come. You will become famous and become a starlet!

Bai Zhijing couldn't figure out why, what does it have to do with his father when he is a three-good student, and what does it have to do with his father when he is a flag bearer and defends the national flag?

After coming out of the principal's office, several annoying ghosts in the class ran up and down the corridor, yelling that Bai Zhijing had gone through the back door!Bai Zhijing is going to win three prizes!Bai Zhijing is amazing!

They said that this time is not just a simple school celebration, but also a critical moment for the school to be rated first-class. The Zhijing family can say something nice and help out!

Everyone asks Bai Zhijing, are you going to be a good three?Did your dad let you go through the back door?Those abominable ghosts were booing at the side, yelling that it's great that Bai Zhijing has a father, that he will be reincarnated, and they even sprayed on Bai Zhijing.

Bai Zhijing was so angry that he got into a fight with those people, Song Baobao wanted to help, but Bai Zhijing refused to let him, and used a bench to beat four of them one at a time, not very good, but quite a hero.

Later, a hole was punched in his forehead, and the pain caused him to burst into tears, just like a reservoir that had opened the gates. He couldn't stop, and his collar was soaked.

A person who is usually so painless, at that moment he gritted his teeth and carried it to death, without crying out.

Bai Aize and Shang Chu happened to be away on business at that time, promised to be a freshman in high school, and immediately asked for leave to rush over when he received the call. He was shocked to see Bai Zhijing in the infirmary. The child's face was covered with tears, dust and blood, white There were a few black footprints on the school uniform, three fingernail marks on his neck, and his eyelashes were wet, trembling uncontrollably.

When I went out in the morning, I was still a white little dumpling. I stood in the yard and waved goodbye to my grandfather. I wore a little yellow hat to cover the sun and ran out of the alley. It became dirty and dusty.

Xu Xu took off his coat and put it on him, and ran towards the gate with his back on his back, intending to take a taxi to the hospital.

Bai Zhijing lay on his back, tears streaming down his neck, hot.

"Does it hurt?" Xu Xu was only a child at that time, running out of breath, "Jing'er, do you want to eat candy? I have milk tablets in my pocket, you take one and suck it yourself, it will feel better."

Bai Zhijing sobbed softly, turned his head and glanced back, he had already run to the other side of the playground, and the people in the teaching building should not be able to see him, so he pursed his mouth and let out a loud cry When he came out, his arms were tightly wrapped around Xu Xu's neck, as if he was about to die of tears.

He was so sad like this, Xu Xu didn't know what to do, he just kept calling his name like he did when he was a child, coaxing him that Jing Er would not cry, that Jing Er was the most obedient.

With his chin on Xu Xu's shoulder, Bai Zhijing twitched and said, "I am not a three-good student anymore...the flag guard and the flag bearer are gone..."

After cleaning the wound in the hospital, he was given a tetanus injection. On the way back, he passed a small shop and promised to buy him his favorite milk-flavored popsicle. Bai Zhijing pointed to the wall and said no popsicles, I want this .

He was referring to a small red flag hanging on the wall.

Promised Hua Bamao bought it for him, Bai Zhijing was happy, he waved the stick under the red flag around, and he ran as fast as he entered Laojiang Alley, holding the little red flag high, as he ran While singing the national anthem, the old man enjoying the shade in the alley praised him: "Look how majestic our Xiaojingbao is!"

"I'm a flag bearer," Bai Zhijing said, "a flag bearer is very remarkable, but not everyone can be one!"

"Yo, how powerful are you?" The uncle happily shook his cattail fan, "Then why is your head still injured? Who dares to bully our flag bearers?"

Bai Zhijing straightened his chest: "It's said in the textbook that the red flag is dyed red with blood, and I hurt it to protect it!"

The uncle was so amused by his small appearance, he pinched his cheek: "Then, is Jing Bao crying?"

"I didn't cry, I'm strong," Bai Zhijing pouted at Xu Xu, "I am strong if the promise can testify against me."

"Yes, I didn't cry, I'm very strong," Xu Xu squatted beside him with a smile, and added, "It's stronger than the anti-theft door at home."

Back in the courtyard, Bai Zhijing climbed up the tree and tied the little red flag to it with a red string, just like raising a flag.

He didn't talk to his dad about the school celebration that night, didn't let his dad speak as a representative of the parents, and in the end he didn't become a three-good student, so naturally he didn't have a role as a flag bearer.

Ever since that time in sixth grade, Bai Zhijing felt very boring, everything in school was fucking boring.

Whenever he makes any mistakes, others will say that you are really embarrassing to your two fathers; Simple!

After entering junior high school, this situation intensified.

Maybe it's because junior high school students are more sensitive than elementary school students, or maybe it's because the high-quality resources in middle school are more scarce. When it comes to judging awards, there are a group of people who always look at him with a very subtle look, as if they are convinced If it happens, he will trust the relationship and go through the back door.

Bai Zhijing couldn't stand this kind of pressure, he would rather these people come to ask him openly, or come to fight him.Day after day, Bai Zhijing became more and more bored with studying. Anyway, those people were wary of him, so he simply made his grades worse and his performance worse. What scholarship or honorary title? or something farther away.

However, in the second semester of junior high school, Bai Zhijing's substitute teacher at that time had just graduated from a normal school and hadn't become a regular yet.

The young teacher caught a glimpse of Bai Zhijing's family background in the file, and also saw that Bai Zhijing's grandfather Bai Shusong was once the head of the Capital Education Department, so he had a thought and privately reported Bai Zhijing's comprehensive evaluation results for that semester. Changed from a "C" to an "A" and changed another classmate who should have gotten an "A" to a C grade.

That night, the three of them ate in a western restaurant to celebrate the end of Bai Zhijing's final exam.During the dinner, the teacher called Bai Aize, mentioned this matter, and said that as long as he can successfully get the regular quota, he must pay more attention to your child and give him special treatment.

After Bai Aize hung up the phone, he asked Bai Zhijing seriously: "Jing Er, do you know about this?"

"What's the matter?" Bai Zhijing was only focused on eating the steak, his mouth was full of oil, and his legs were dangling happily under the tablecloth, "Dad, why don't you order more angel food for me? I can ask for an extra snowman doll, I want to give it to Xu Xu, Xu’s house doesn’t have air conditioner, how cool it is to put a little snowman!”

Bai Aize looked at his silly son and smiled helplessly.

For Bai Zhijing, a snowman doll is the most important thing in the world. As a father, he knows what kind of child his Jinger is like.

"Why don't you give yourself to Xu Xu?" Shang Chu asked.

"That won't work! I want it too!" Bai Zhijing immediately hugged his little doll tightly, frowned and struggled for a few seconds, pouted reluctantly, "Okay then, Xu Xu and I will play alone for a day Well, anyway, if he treats me well, then I will treat him well..."

Later, the teacher was punished, and Bai Zhijing didn't know why.It wasn't until the beginning of the second year of junior high that the school publicly notified the criticism, and the matter naturally spread.

The rumors against Bai Zhijing intensified, there were just a few people pointing at him behind his back—"Look, I knew he was this kind of person", "Who knows if this is the first time", "He He's not a fool, his family has such a background, wouldn't he be a fool if he didn't use it?"...

Bai Zhijing never told his family about these voices, let alone told Xu Xu, he felt that it would be embarrassing if he couldn't bear it.

Until two months ago, when there was only one month left before the high school entrance examination, when Bai Zhijing was squatting in the pit, he heard two people outside muttering, saying that the results of the high school entrance examination cannot be falsified, if Bai Zhijing fails, go to a vocational high school or something, Wouldn't it reveal its true colors?At that time, let alone his two awesome fathers, their old Bai family will have to lose face for several generations!

Bai Zhijing couldn't tell what he was thinking at that time. According to his grades, he could only go to a vocational high school, which was just what he wanted. No one would ever say that he came from the back door; but he I'm afraid that his father and father will be really sad. The generations of their old Bai family are really awesome. If a vocational high school student is born out of nowhere, he will go to the construction site to drive an excavator in the future.

Bai Zhijing was entangled, feeling that he had fallen into a bottleneck in his life. During the college entrance examination, others were thinking about whether to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University, and he was thinking about whether to go to Peking University or Jade Bird.

After entanglement and entanglement, there was no entanglement, so Bai Zhijing went to Xu Xu and asked him, "Should I go to Peking University? Bah, bah, how suitable is my high school entrance examination?"

After listening to what he said, Xu Xu asked him a question: "Jing'er, can't you stand gossiping about you more, or can't you stand gossiping about your father?"

"Of course it means that my dad can't bear it!" Bai Zhijing patted his thigh and figured out the answer, "You mean to make my dad retire early? If they quit, no one will gossip about me, and no one will gossip about me." People can gossip about them."

Promise: "...You really shouldn't think about the test score with your head."

Bai Zhijing thought it over clearly, he still has to go to No. [-] Middle School, and after he got in, what others would say about him would be whatever he wanted, anyway, he couldn't lose his position to their old Bai family.

That month, Bai Zhijing was really hardworking, and lived in Lao Jiang Hutong with his textbooks in his arms.

He also got two tattoo stickers, one with "hanging beam" written on his forehead, and the other with "cone spine" written on his buttocks.

Xu Xu smiled so much that he almost pouted when he saw it, and asked him, "Does the prickly ass point to that place?"

"No?" Bai Zhijing was dumbfounded, he was reviewing the Pythagorean Theorem in the math textbook in his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a good thing you said it in time, otherwise I would have hooked my ass with a fishing rod! "

He promised to personally make up lessons for him, and after a month of cramming, he didn't expect that although Bai Zhijing's foundation was poor, his mind was very good, and finally passed the test.

Bai Zhijing is very satisfied, and feels that the price-performance ratio is really high. One less score in the test will not get into No. [-] middle school, and one more score in the test will betray his own ignorance for so many years. This score is the best!

Finally, a high school student was admitted, and Bai Zhijing was overjoyed, thinking that this time, no one would bully him all day long and ask him "what will you do in the future", "Have you ever thought about who you are studying for", " Have you ever thought about how you will go in the future" and other stupid questions.

However, Bai Zhijing never expected that this time for a PSP, he would have to actively think about this problem, what an idiot!