not as sweet as you

The principal winked at Mr. Zhou, and she walked over to raise the hospital bed, let him sit up, and adjusted the infusion tube again.

"I don't have class at night, but I ran out to deliver fruits, what's there to worry about." Teacher Zhou sneered, "Did you bring a knife? Do you want me to lend you this one, and kill me too?"

Luo Xing pursed his lower lip, put the fruit basket aside, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry principal, my mother..."

The principal laughed a few times: "It's okay, it's okay. Teacher Zhou always said that I have high blood lipids and high blood sugar. I might be healthy if I put some blood on." The phone is your fault."

Luo Xing shook his head: "No, she knew that my going to No. [-] Middle School would not delay my studies, so she didn't say much. The fruit basket, my mother asked me to buy it for you. She said she was too impulsive and asked me to replace it for her. Apologies to you. Thank you for not calling the police."

The principal knew that the child was concealing it on purpose, and he always swallowed his grievances and refused to speak out.

Apologize, probably no sign, he said it himself.

As for not calling the police, he didn't want such a small injury to affect Luo Xing's studies.

The most important year yet.

"I'm not worried about your grades. In fact, Luo Xing, academic grades are not the most important thing. You should have a few friends when you grow up. Try to accept other people's kindness, and don't always reject people thousands of miles away." The headmaster sighed, wondering if it would be useful for him to say this: "In the future, when you get out of society, you can't do everything by yourself, can you?"

Luo Xing said obediently: "I know, thank you principal."

The principal looked at him, feeling distressed from the bottom of his heart. This kid has been thin since he was a child, with slender wrists and a small face. Even though he was in the third year of high school, he still didn't look that strong.

Zhao Jiulan must not have given him much love, and judging from her performance that day, she should be sick. Luo Xing has to bear and take care of her, at a young age.

He suffered.

The principal stretched out his hand, took out a small envelope from under the pillow, and waved to Luo Xing.

Luo Xing walked over, he put the envelope in Luo Xing's hand, and patted the back of his hand: "Your mother probably won't give you living expenses in the near future, you take it first."

Luo Xing withdrew his hand, put the money on the hospital bed and took two steps back: "Principal, I have money, thank you for your kindness."

When Teacher Zhou saw the headmaster giving Luo Xing the money, he immediately sneered and said, "Yes, your family is rich, so you dare to hit him casually, anyway, you can afford the medical expenses."

The principal's face darkened: "Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about in front of the children!"

Teacher Zhou slapped the fruit knife: "Why can't I say that, she dared to rush into the school to beat people, I think she would also dare to kill people, she has the ability to directly arrange her son into No. [-] Middle School. No matter how fierce the fight is in front of us, no matter how ruthless."

"Stop talking, I said this matter has nothing to do with Luo Xing, you..."

"Principal, Mr. Zhou, I only asked the teacher for three hours' leave. Rest well, and I will come to see you again on Sunday." Luo Xing bowed down politely, and left the ward quickly after speaking.

"Luo Xing, Luo Xing!" The principal sighed, looking at the envelope on the bed, he caught a glimpse of the fruit basket brought by Luo Xing out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly said, "Teacher Zhou, you opened the fruit basket."

Teacher Zhou frowned: "What are you doing? You still want to eat the fruit he brought. The mother and son don't know what's on their minds. Who knows if it's poisonous? I've lost sight of it..."

"Hurry up." The principal said he was about to pull the infusion tube, "If you don't take it apart, I will take it apart myself."

Teacher Zhou was taken aback, quickly pressed his hand to keep him still, picked up the fruit basket and opened it up, took out the fruits one by one, and found sixteen neatly folded fruit baskets under it. Hundred-dollar red bills.

"This..." Teacher Zhou was also stunned, and the principal wanted to get up as soon as he patted the bed: "I knew it was like this, this child..."

Teacher Zhou pinched the money and said, "Such a small amount of money is not enough for your two days of hospitalization expenses. At least he still has a bit of conscience, unlike his mother who is simply a shrew."

The principal sighed: "What do you know!"

He looked at the door of the ward.

Luo Xing was finally forcibly adjusted by his mother to become a perfect robot. He would not speak out when he was wronged, and he would remain calm and polite even when he was ridiculed.

It seemed that nothing could break his extreme self-discipline.

-

Luo Xing said that he only took three hours off with Mr. Cheng, which is true.

He took advantage of the fact that he could take the bus when he came here, and he would have to take a taxi when he returned later. It would cost at least 20 yuan to take a taxi back to school from here.

It only costs four yuan to go back and forth by bus.

Fortunately, the Municipal Education Bureau uniformly used the same learning materials and workbooks, so he didn't need to buy any more. He came here to exchange, and the school gave a set of daily necessities for free.

Apart from eating, he doesn't need to spend any money for the time being. He should be able to support himself if he stays up for a while these days.

He sat on the bench at the bus stop with his schoolbag on his back. It was night and the stainless steel stool was a bit cold.

Bus No. 10 runs every 10 minutes. Luoxing made a little calculation based on the time when I went to school in the afternoon, and there should be about [-] minutes left.

He opened the zipper of the schoolbag and took out a small book from inside. It looked quite dilapidated, and he opened it carefully. There was a piece of candy paper inside, which was pressed neatly, and the creases were like palm lines. .

Luo Xing touched it, then carefully covered it, and put it back into the schoolbag.

-

When he returned to school, it was still 5 minutes to ten o'clock, so he went directly to the classroom, just in time for the bell to finish class.

Seeing him come back when Ye Qiaoqiao locked the door, she was puzzled: "Do you have something to take?"

Luo Xing said: "Squad leader, I want to do my homework in the classroom for a while, can you give me the key, I will come and open the door tomorrow morning."

Ye Qiaoqiao nodded: "Alright then, the door will open at 06:30 tomorrow morning, so remember not to be late."

Luo Xing took the key. He sat in a very far back seat, and he could only see it by turning on the lights at the back, but he still turned on all the lights.

He is not a genius. The reason why he got the best grade in the city in the senior high school entrance examination is because he has learned it over and over again. This knowledge seems to be engraved in his mind, and he can answer the questions reflexively.

After he finished writing the paper, he looked up and saw that it was almost one o'clock in the morning. He yawned, rubbed his eyes, and took out a slightly old laptop from his schoolbag.

He took a job as a translator.

As long as he can remember, he has been forced to learn all kinds of knowledge, and some of them have come in handy.

Since he was in high school, he has never asked his mother for a penny. Although he doesn't earn much, he saves money, which is not only enough for his life, but also a little bit.

One day, he might be able to save enough money to have surgery.

Huo Xingzhou shared a dorm with Feng Jia.

After the evening self-study last night, Cheng Limin called him to the office and said that Luo Xing had been arranged in his dormitory, and asked him to help move the daily necessities back.

Repeatedly saying that Luo Xing is a good boy, don't bully him.

Huo Xingzhou looked at the opposite bed, I don't come home at night, but am I a good boy?

Just kidding.

Feng Jia was woken up by the sound of Huo Xingzhou turning over and getting out of bed. He was still in bed, but he glanced at the opposite side immediately.

"Fuck, the new classmate is so awesome, he won't come home at night on the first day." Feng Jia pulled his head out of the quilt, and after seeing that the daily necessities on the ground hadn't been touched, he lay back and sighed: "It's a ruthless guy." people."

-

The senior three of No. 06 Middle School start classes very early, and start self-study at 30:[-] in the morning.

For the first time ever, he arrived at the classroom earlier than the sun, and every cell in his body screamed that he was not used to it.

There is no way, today, as a special teacher of the school, his father came to the No. [-] Middle School for the first day.

Superficial work, do it.

As soon as he arrived at the back door of the classroom, Zhang Xuan just came out of the bathroom, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and started crackling as he walked, "Brother Zhou, our class is really fucking awesome."

Huo Xingzhou was most annoyed when others put his shoulders on his shoulders, and he moved: "Get up."

Zhang Xuan didn't care, and put his hand away and followed beside him: "The one next to me, damn it, I'll do my homework all night. I heard from the class leader that when he came over in the morning, he was still doing class training."

Huo Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, did he write his homework all night?

Zhang Xuan knocked on his arm and sighed: "There is something wrong with this person, he didn't even sleep for homework, did he learn to be stupid?"

Huo Xingzhou looked at the classroom with his head. His seat was empty, and there were a pile of test papers and exercise books on the table.

"Hey Brother Zhou, where are you going?" Zhang Xuan saw that he stopped, not only did he not enter the classroom, why did he turn around?

Huo Xingzhou raised his hands and said without turning his head, "The bathroom."

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Luo Xing who was just about to come out. The hair and eyelashes on his forehead were wet, and his shallow pupils seemed to be moistened with water vapor.

He was probably taken aback, opened his mouth slightly, and stared blankly at him.

Huo Xingzhou saw his lips all the way from his eyes to the tips of his full and red ears, clusters of fires were ignited, making the tip of his heart feel soft and itchy as if someone had scratched it.

"Why didn't you go back to sleep last night?" Huo Xingzhou coughed and asked him.

Luo Xing was at a loss for a second, and then realized his gaffe, and quickly and carefully concealed his emotions: "The progress of No. [-] Middle School is a bit fast, I want to make up for it sooner."

Don't be an idiot, this kid, what's there to write on that broken test paper.

Huo Xingzhou looked at his slightly embarrassed face, couldn't help but raised his hand and tapped his forehead with two fingers together: "I'm stupid."

Luo Xing covered his forehead in pain, and blinked his eyes lightly, his wet eyes were full of pity from nowhere.

Huo Xingzhou coughed dryly, and seeing that he was still standing there stupidly, he deliberately teased him: "You don't want to go out yet, do you want to see me?"

When Luo Xing heard this, his face turned red and he ran away immediately.

Huo Xingzhou twitched the corners of his mouth behind him. Besides having no conscience, this little white-eyed wolf is quite interesting.