I'm poor

Every week on the rest day, Yan Qinsheng would go to Fang Yi's house to review. After a long time, Fang Yi had a better understanding of Yan Qinsheng's weak points than his teacher.

His way of tutoring Yan Qinsheng is also very special. Compared with dogmatic explanations of exercises and silent English texts, he is more willing to entertain and teach Yan Qinsheng. He often teaches Yan Qinsheng to sing English songs with his guitar. After Yan Qinsheng learned many English songs, he found that Those rare and hard-to-remember English words in English books are actually easy to remember.

Regarding mathematics, Fang Yi discovered that Yan Qinsheng's way of thinking was wrong after speaking on the topic several times, so he focused on cultivating his way of thinking in solving problems.

Sometimes Yan Qinsheng would forget to go to Fang Yi's house to review when he was cleaning the house at home. Fang Yi would stand downstairs in his house and call his name at the top of his voice. He would not stop until Yan Qinsheng poked his head out of the window.

To those who don't know, it looks like Fang Yi is begging Yan Qinsheng to come to his home.

In the final exam before the summer vacation, Yan Qinsheng unexpectedly improved by [-] places, and suddenly changed from the bottom of the crane to the middle of the class.

The homeroom teacher also handed out a "Progressive Star" certificate to Yan Qinsheng in front of the whole class, encouraging him to keep working hard.

Standing beside the podium, Yan Qinsheng excitedly held the certificate, and gave Fang Yi a very grateful look. You must know that being able to pass the middle-level test in a key high school is already very close to the university.

After receiving the report card, each subject took turns bombarding and handing out summer homework, and the entire desk was covered with snow-white exercise papers and thick homework books.

As soon as the head teacher left, there was a commotion in the classroom. After Yan Qinsheng finished his homework, he saw the students looking out of the classroom window and discussing something in a low voice. He followed everyone's gaze and saw a very fair-looking man standing in the corridor outside the classroom. pretty girls.

"Who is she, why is she standing outside our class?"

"Wait for Fang Yi to get out of school." Wang Xinwei, the tablemate, excitedly elbowed Yan Qinsheng: "The girl in the second class, isn't she pretty? Fang Yi is really good at it, and he really got her."

Yan Qinsheng was a little surprised: "When did Fang Yi fall in love?"

Wang Xinwei gave him a blank look: "You are so diligent in yelling at Brother Yi every day, you don't even know when he will fall in love, you little brother has failed too much."

"He didn't tell me, how would I know." Yan Qinsheng pursed his lips, took out a gel pen from the pen case, took out a paper and buried himself in writing.

No wonder Fang Yi didn't wait for him after school for the past month. It turned out that he was traveling with his little girlfriend.

Yan Qinsheng originally thought about going to Fang Yi's house to do his homework during the summer vacation, but he dismissed the idea when he found out that he was in a relationship. If Fang Yi was at home with his girlfriend, wouldn't it be like a light bulb if he suddenly appeared.

The students quickly packed up their homework on the table and rushed out of the classroom. Yan Qinsheng glanced out of the window. Sure enough, Fang Yi led the second class belle away as soon as he left the classroom. The girl grabbed Fang Yi's school uniform and shirt hem, and The piece shyly and happily followed him and disappeared from Yan Qinsheng's sight.

Fang Yi didn't take the initiative to find Yan Qinsheng during the whole summer vacation, so Yan Qinsheng naturally didn't dare to bother him at his house.

Many times when drying clothes on the balcony, Yan Qinsheng saw Fang Yi use his white mountain bike to carry the girl away from the community. The girl was wearing a flowing dress, her hair was loose on her shoulders, and her thin white arms were tightly wrapped around her. Hold Fang Yi's waist.

Yan Qinsheng couldn't help sighing, as expected, the horizontal bar of the mountain bike still needs a girl to sit on it to be particularly coordinated. I feel pity for the little bird.

Although he didn't say anything, it was inevitable that Fang Yi felt a little disappointed when he saw his friends. He had only one or two friends, but Fang Yi didn't come to play with him. In addition to doing homework and doing housework during the summer vacation, it was really boring.

Yan Qinsheng himself couldn't figure out where the inexplicable melancholy in his heart came from. Didn't he also spend the winter and summer vacations by himself before, why he suddenly couldn't get used to it this time.

But something even more frustrating happened to him. Just two days before the start of the third year of high school, he went downstairs to buy groceries. He found that the bicycle that had been parked in the shed for the summer had been stolen without even leaving him the lock.

Yan Qinsheng looked around the dilapidated carport for more than a dozen cars, and finally gave up on the fact that the bicycle had been stolen, so he could only admit it and continued to go shopping for groceries in despondency.

When Qin Wanmei came home from get off work, the house had already been cleaned up by Yan Qinsheng. Yan Qinsheng came out of the kitchen with steaming tomato and egg drop soup, and said with his head bowed: "Mom, my bicycle was stolen."

Qin Wanmei was in a good mood today, and she didn't blame him too much: "What I said, you must be right, but you didn't listen. The car your classmate gave you looks expensive, eye-catching and light. I can carry it with one hand when the wheel is locked."

Yan Qinsheng regretted it to the utmost. At the time when his mother asked him to wrap the car with a big iron chain on the pillars of the carport, he felt sorry for the bicycle and worried that the rusty iron chain would wear off the paint on the car bars. He refused to use it, and only bought some. The small spring locks on the wheels of the car turned out to be stolen.

Qin Wanmei patted her son's head and comforted her: "It's fine if you lose it, the old one won't go and the new one will come."

Yan Qinsheng's eyes lit up, he raised his head and asked, "Mom, are you going to buy me a new car?"

Qin Wanmei thought for a while and said: "The new car parked in our unattended yard will definitely be stolen sooner or later, how about this, mom will get you a bus card tomorrow, so you can take the bus to school, so that you won't have to go back to school when it's cold in the future. Shrunken with the cold."

Yan Qinsheng was like a discouraged ball. He still wanted a bicycle, but his mother was usually a one-sided person, so he didn't have the guts to continue asking for a bicycle.

Later, he lay on the bed and still thought, maybe taking the bus is indeed the best choice, and Fang Yi doesn't accompany him to and from school anymore, so why do he need a bicycle.My mother must be reluctant to buy him a Giant mountain bike. Maybe she bought a small lady's second-hand bike for him to ride cheaply, so it's better not to.

Entering the third year of senior high school with heavy schoolwork, Yan Qinsheng began to get up early every day with his schoolbag on his back to catch the bus to go to school.

Fang Yi still goes out to play basketball or accompany his girlfriend after class, but his academic performance has never dropped, which makes Yan Qinsheng far behind.

During recess, Yan Qinsheng and Wang Xinwei passed the corridor with their homework in their hands. It happened that Fang Yi was leading his beautiful girlfriend up the stairs. The two of them met eyes. Yan Qinsheng greeted with a smile: "Brother Yi."

"Yeah." Fang Yi lowered his brows, reached out and took the short-haired girl's arm and walked away.

Yan Qinsheng turned around and asked Wang Xinwei in a low voice: "Hey, when did Fang Yi's girlfriend cut her hair short?"

Wang Xinwei looked at him pretending to be surprised: "Are you really friends with Fang Yi? You didn't know he changed his girlfriend a long time ago."

"Changed?" Yan Qinsheng looked back at the girl's back, and muttered in a low voice, "I think pretty girls all look the same, with big eyes and small mouth, but this one seems to be taller than the previous one."

"It's no wonder that people like you don't have the chance to be girls. There's no such thing as a beautiful woman." Wang Xinwei looked helpless: "Did you break up with Fang Yi? I don't think he wants to talk to you very much."

Yan Qinsheng shook his head blankly: "No, I didn't quarrel with him, and I didn't make him angry. Maybe it's because he has a girlfriend and doesn't have time to talk to me."

In the third year of senior high school, he had to study late every night until eight o’clock before school was over. As soon as the school bell rang, Yan Qinsheng quickly packed his books, carried his schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom. He had to catch the last two buses to go home. Good luck waiting for the last bus.

A few students in black school uniforms stood on the platform and were smoking together. Yan Qinsheng knew at a glance that they were students from Zongnan High School opposite.

Although Zongnan is just across the road from Jiang Yun, it has a very poor atmosphere and is the worst school in the city.

Parents and teachers often say to their children: "If you don't study hard in the future and fail to pass the Jiangyun High School, you will all go to Zongnan to fight with gangsters!"

Yan Qinsheng has been familiar with it since he was a child. He felt the fear of the students in Zongnan from the bottom of his heart. He silently distanced himself from them and waited for the bus next to the billboard on the platform.

"Damn it, old man Yuan insists on asking me to hand in my homework. How can I have time to write this thing?"

"Haha, the teacher in charge definitely has high hopes for Li Ge, and will win him glory by being admitted to a technical school!"

Several other people also giggled: "Brother Li, are you planning to go to Nanxiang to drive an excavator or go to New Oriental to make a big spoon?"

"Fuck, laughing fart, if you laugh again, I'll knock your teeth out." The tallest boy with a crew cut shaved his fist and hit the billboard, causing the whole billboard to shake, and Yan Qinsheng trembled in fright. .

"Hey, Brother Li, Jiang Yun's good student." The short boy next to him pushed Zhang Li with his arm.

Looking over with Zhang Li's sharp eyes, Yan Qinsheng felt as if his whole body was being pricked by needles, and trembling, he secretly moved a few steps behind the stop sign.

"Don't hide," Zhang Li strode over and dragged the man out from behind the billboard with his collar in his hand, his eyes circled around his light blue school uniform: "Jiang Yun High School?"

"Um……"

"Exactly, do me a favor." Zhang Li let go of his hand, and several gangsters from Zongnan also came over with cigarettes in their mouths, surrounding Yan Qinsheng in the middle.

Zhang Li took out a stack of crumpled blank test papers from his cross-body bag and stuffed them into Yan Qinsheng's hands: "You help me write it tonight, and bring it to me tomorrow."

Yan Qinsheng said submissively: "I, why should I help you with your homework..."

Zhang Li raised his fist and waved it at Yan Qinsheng's face, so frightened that Yan Qinsheng quickly raised his arm to protect his face, but Zhang Li didn't hit him, and just waved his fist threateningly in front of his eyes.

"Because of this, understand? If you don't help me with my homework, you will be beaten. Aren't you from Jiang Yun? Zongnan's homework is not a matter of every minute for you."

Another gangster also grabbed Yan Qinsheng's school uniform collar, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to write?"

Yan Qinsheng was so frightened by this group of people that his legs went weak, and he nodded weakly while holding the pile of mock test papers: "Write..."

Just at this time the bus came, Yan Qinsheng violently pushed away the person in front of him, dropped the paper in his arms and ran to the bus, Zhang Li scolded "Fuck" when he saw this, dropped half of the paper Smoke, striding forward to follow.

He was tall and had long legs and moved quickly. He rushed into the bus just as the door was about to close. He quickly grabbed the bus card from Yan Qinsheng's hand and swiped it twice on the machine.

"I can't tell you're a wimpy kid who runs really fast." Zhang Li approached with a cold face. His skin was relatively dark, his facial features were full of evil spirits, his body was strong and he shaved his hair like a prisoner's. With black tattoos, even a slight frown makes people tremble.

"Are you still running?"

"You...you return the card to me." Yan Qinsheng grabbed the stainless steel handrail in the bus, bit his lips and stared at the bus card in his hand. The mother had only loaded 100 yuan into it, and if she lost it, she would definitely be scolded. .

Without further ado, Zhang Li put the bus card into his school uniform trouser pocket, and said impatiently: "If you want a card, get off the bus, pick up my homework and write it down, why is it so hard for you to do something. "

So at the next stop, Yan Qinsheng was escorted off the bus by Zhang Li again, and waited on the platform for those people from Zongnan to deliver his homework. After more than half an hour of worrying about it, Yan Qinsheng held Zhang Li's test paper and paper again. Get your homework in the car.

Because he had to do an extra homework, Yan Qinsheng went to bed an hour later than usual. Fortunately, Zongnan's test paper was really not difficult, and Yan Qinsheng comforted himself by reviewing it.

The next morning, Yan Qinsheng was so sleepy that he couldn't get up. When he opened his eyes, he had no time to eat breakfast, so he grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out of the house to run to the bus stop.

He dozed off in the bus, and did not open his eyes until the bus stopped slowly at the platform in front of the school. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw Zhang Li who was already waiting on the platform.

"Here, it's all written."

Yan Qinsheng handed him a pile of homework that he had finished all night, and Zhang Li stuffed it into his bag without looking at it, and then took out a warm rice ball wrapped in a plastic bag from his school uniform pocket and threw it to him.

Yan Qinsheng looked at the rice ball with distaste, it seemed that it was deformed by Zhang Li, and he had no appetite at all.

"What are you afraid of? If I poison you to death, who will do my homework for me?" Zhang Li's tone was still arrogant, and he stretched out his hand to pull the school badge on Yan Qinsheng's neck: "Yan Qinsheng from class three, right? As long as you do my homework every day , whoever bullies you in the future, I will cover you."

Yan Qinsheng took the school card back from his hand: "Thank you, Jiang Yun's students are busy studying and don't have time to fight and bully others, so you don't need your cover." After finishing speaking, he turned and trotted into the school gate.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Qinsheng finally lost his sleepiness and began to doze off.He forced himself to sit upright, stared at the blackboard with his eyes wide open, and struggled silently against sleepiness. Finally, his consciousness slowly blurred along with his vision, and he lowered his head and slammed on the desk with a "boom".

The sound was like a stone smashing through the calm lake, and it was extremely loud in the originally silent classroom. The teacher's voice stopped abruptly, and he threw a piece of chalk towards him, and ended up throwing it crookedly on the face of his deskmate Wang Xinwei.

The students who had been holding back their laughter from the very beginning couldn't bear it any longer, and watched Yan Qinsheng laugh noisily, until the English teacher frowned and patted the podium before calming down again.

"Going to be a thief at night? If you feel sleepy, just stand up and wake up for a while. You are a third-year student and you don't even have this self-awareness."

Yan Qinsheng lowered his head, blushed a lot, got up and stood silently at the back of the classroom with a book and a pen to continue listening to the class.

After such a fuss, he really didn't feel sleepy anymore, so Yan Qinsheng buried his head in carefully copying down the topics that he hadn't listened to when he was sleepy just now, because he was standing up, and the words were written crookedly.

Every time he looked up at the blackboard, Yan Qinsheng would unconsciously meet Fang Yi's eyes. At first he thought Fang Yi was watching the fun, but within five minutes, Fang Yi looked back at least ten times.

In the end, even the teacher who turned a blind eye to the good students couldn't stand it any longer. He knocked on the blackboard and raised his voice to emphasize: "Fang Yi, don't look around in class. Look at the front and the blackboard. What's interesting behind it."

I don't know who was joking and muttered in a low voice: "Yan Qinsheng looks good."

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom.

After evening self-study, Yan Qinsheng left the school with his schoolbag on his back full of depression. He saw those figures gathering together and puffing clouds across the road, and he became even more irritable. The unscrupulous boy in the house was entangled.

Fortunately, this group of people didn't make things difficult for Yan Qinsheng. Zhang Li just gave Yan Qinsheng his homework every day. In order to show that he didn't force others, he insisted on contracting Yan Qinsheng's daily breakfast.

After a long time, Yan Qinsheng also got to know this group of people. Although he didn't know their real names, he could call them by their nicknames.The chunky one is called Tunzi, the one with pimples is called Dage, and the one who is as thin as a monkey is called Damao. Their boss, and the only one Yan Qinsheng knows by name, is Zhang Li.

When school was over on Friday, Zhang Li still gave Yan Qinsheng a large pile of homework, and Yan Qinsheng silently stuffed them into his schoolbag.

"Why don't you just help with your homework? Why are you crying all day long? I wronged you?" Zhang Li stretched out his hand to grab Yan Qinsheng's cheek, which was delicate, and he shook his hand in disgust: "Why does your face feel slippery as a man?" Yes, did you steal your mother's cosmetics?"

Yan Qinsheng didn't bother to talk to him, but he was no longer afraid of him.

Zhang Li patted Yan Qinsheng on the shoulder: "Go, brother will take you out to play."

"No, it's getting dark." Yan Qinsheng poked his head out to see when the bus would come. Zhang Li gave him all the homework for the weekend. He was a little angry and didn't want to talk to Zhang Li anymore.

Da Ge joked beside him: "Xiao Qinsheng, you're not a girl, so it's possible that there is still a gate at home?"

"Someone like Qin Sheng may be liked by bad uncles." Da Mao was already skinny, and his mischievous smile became even more wretched: "Isn't it popular for girls in the class to read novels made by men? Yan Qinsheng is delicate and tender. The meaty one is definitely the one that was crushed."

Although Yan Qinsheng had a good temper, he was still very angry when people joked about this kind of thing, and he didn't have the guts to scold them, so he could only stare at them fiercely.

At this time Zhang Li had already stopped a taxi, grabbed Yan Qinsheng by the arm and pushed him into the back seat, and then Dunzi and Dage also squeezed in, filling the taxi to the brim.

"Where are you taking me?" Yan Qinsheng was caught between several people and couldn't move. The smell of inferior cigarettes on their bodies immediately filled the air in the car.

Zhang Li sat in the passenger seat and turned around, and said in a very serious tone: "Don't make a fuss, brother sees that you are so tired from studying every day, I will take you to relax."

"I don't want to relax. I want to go home and do my homework." Yan Qinsheng emphasized righteously, but Zhang Li ignored it and let the driver drive.