The school grass owes me a first love

A few days before Christmas, a sophomore student in Canggao, unable to withstand the psychological pressure, took a compass and pierced his ear hole during the exam, and died on the way to the hospital.

The original Christmas ball was cancelled, and the students launched mourning activities for the deceased. That year's Christmas, everyone had a somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

After Christmas, Lu Xi dropped out of school without warning, and Ji Nian's emotions were always on the verge of going berserk.

Cheng Jue didn't know what happened to everyone.

Ye Yubei was already sorting out the review notes for the third round, but Cheng Jue could see that his state of reviewing the questions was not as high as before. Sometimes, he could clearly feel his loss and confusion.

Yao Hongtao later transferred the money to Cheng Jue, and never acted like a demon again.

However, with the precedent of piracy and the decline in sales, the business of selling small college entrance examination review materials is no longer profitable.

Ye Yubei originally planned to pay off the [-] owed to his uncle after selling the second batch of materials, but now it has become impossible.

If he persists in doing this, of course he can earn some living expenses every month, but the remuneration he gets is far from proportional to the efforts he puts in. There are too many people who prostitute information for nothing, so he is equivalent to doing charity.

Cheng Jue said, "Are you sure you want to continue?"

When he said this, it was New Year's Day, and he was in Ye Yubei's room, wearing his boyfriend's wide sweater, which was completely naked underneath, and his calf was still dangling on Ye Yubei's lap. Lazy and trying to get attention.

Ye Yubei paused at the tip of his pen, then continued to do the questions, and said softly, "Write."

The education he has received since he was a child is to do things from the beginning to the end. Once you start, don't give up easily if you don't achieve the result.

Moreover, many scumbags in the Weicheng No. [-] School privately messaged him on the official account, saying that they all counted on his full set of notes to pass the passing mark, looking forward to getting the third round of review materials early, and many people asked for English review materials When will it be out.

Occasionally, when Ye Yubei was in a good mood, he would reply: "I'm writing, I'm writing."

So those who support him to continue this matter, besides his consistent principles, are also those voices who support him, but the motivation they add up to form is not as powerful as money, so Ye Yubei's rhythm of organizing notes is also relaxed. Slow down, at least not as hard as before.

Sometimes when he looked at the piles of draft paper on the table, he would also fall into a momentary confusion.

Not everyone is willing to pay for his knowledge, and not everyone will respect the fruits of his labor, and he does not make money as expected... Is it necessary to keep going?

Ye Yubei seemed to have returned to the past again, and the fog was everywhere, gradually covering the exit.

Cheng Jue didn't know this, he lay down on the table, leaned his face on his arm, scratched Ye Yubei's cold wrist with his fingertips, and said softly: "Stop writing, I will support you..."

He really felt sorry for Ye Yubei. Although what Ye Yubei did was very meaningful, he also sacrificed a lot of time and energy. The key is that if he continues to write, he will have no time to accompany him.

Wuwu.

A clingy spirit made a dissatisfied voice in his heart.

Ye Yubei turned his face to look at him, unmoved, and said in a cold voice, "When I can't afford to eat someday, you can raise it."

Cheng Jue rubbed against him with his tender calf, looked at him with wet eyes, and whispered, "Actually, you can do it now."

The line under the pen visibly trembled, drawing a sharp turning point. Ye Yubei stopped writing, took a deep breath secretly, picked up Cheng Jue's knee and put it aside, not letting him touch his leg, and said in a low voice: " You let me finish the page."

"Hey!" Cheng Jue let out an artificial and exaggerated sigh, turned his face to the other side and leaned on the pillow, and said, "I've only slept for two nights, and I've lost the freshness of me, and I don't want to touch me anymore, man , all like this."

"..." Ye Yubei pressed the ballpoint pen twice quickly, slapped the pen on the table with a "snap", got up and grabbed Cheng Jue's waist, and dragged him to the bed.

"Come here." Ye Yubei said calmly, "I'll let you know what a man looks like."

After a lot of prostitution during the day, the clingy man finally became honest.

He sat beside Ye Yubei, found a notebook on the desk, and was about to help Ye Yubei check his English, but then he saw another blue notebook under the notebook, which did not say what it was suject.

Cheng Jue pulled it out together, flipped it open, and said, "What is this?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Yubei suppressed the cover before he saw it clearly.

Ye Yubei glanced at Cheng Jue indifferently, took the notebook out of his hand, threw it to the corner of his desk, and said, "Diary."

"I don't care if I don't show it to you." Cheng Jue cut it, and then said, "But you still keep a diary? What are you writing about?"

Ye Yubei rubbed his head and said, "It doesn't matter that much."

Cheng Jue burst into "everything".

Afterwards, that notebook has been placed in a corner of the desk, but Cheng Jue respects Ye Yubei's privacy, so he never paid attention to it again.

***

On the back-to-school day of the first semester of the second year of high school, Cheng Jue went to the No. [-] Middle School of the city to play basketball after receiving his report card and summer homework.

After the end, he sat on the bench and faced Ye Yubei's grade slip, looking at his expression, he was a little speechless.

Ye Yubei chose science. In addition to Chinese, Mathematics and English, the two elective subjects in the college entrance examination were physics and chemistry. Let’s not talk about those two elective subjects. The three main subjects of the school are really... invisible.

After half a semester of hard work, Ye Yubei's English has made a qualitative leap. The 120-point test paper has increased from the initial 30 points to 62 points, which is only ten points away from the passing line.

But look at Chinese, 27/160, mathematics, 15/200.

Cheng Jue looked at Ye Yubei and had no choice but to ask, "Did you fall asleep during the Chinese and math exams?"

Ye Yubei glanced at him and said, "You can question me, but don't insult me."

"..." Cheng Jue looked at the report card again.

Damn, if you do this, you really won't be able to go to college.

"Do you want to start studying Chinese and mathematics?" Cheng Jue said, "May I help you make up lessons during the winter vacation? Everyone else has gone through the second round of review. Brother, you seem to have to start from scratch."

Ye Yubei was silent, the wind blew through his neat black hair, a few strands of hair covered his eyes, making his eyes cloudy, unable to see the emotion at the moment.

After a while, his voice was a little low, and he said, "Let's talk about it after the small college entrance examination."

Cheng Jue's heart sank slightly, he had a feeling that Ye Yubei seemed unsure about whether to go to school or not.

But then he felt that he was thinking too much. What can they do if they don't go to college at their age?

Ye Yubei should have his own rhythm, and besides reviewing the small college entrance examination, he has also been doing his own English review materials. Maybe he wants to wait for these two things to be completed before preparing for the college entrance examination.

Although it will be a little late to make efforts in the second semester of the second year of high school...

But Cheng Jue always believed in Ye Yubei.

Believe that no matter what he does, he will do well.

***

Time flies, after a Spring Festival plus winter vacation, in mid-March, the second-year students in the city ushered in the small college entrance examination.

The night before the exam, Ye Yubei's photos went crazy in the group, post bar, circle of friends and penguin space, and everyone prayed "God Ye bless".

Ye Yubei was so annoyed that he could be seen everywhere, and threatened to report the emoji of P who was enlightened by Buddha's light after the exam.

Cheng Jue: "You are destroying public belief."

Ye Yubei was not fooled: "Knowledge is their belief."

The night before the exam, Ye Yubei didn't review. He didn't need to review at all. Before the junior college entrance examination, he brushed up tens of thousands of questions, and almost predicted the test points that the examiners of each subject would give.

Another month later, when Labor Day approached, the results of the small college entrance examination came out.

Ye Yubei got four A+ in the exam.

This year, there were only two students with four A+s in the city's exams. They were Cang Gao's Ji Nian and Ye Yubei from No. [-] Middle School in the city.

Ji Nian has always been named a god of learning, so everyone just took it for granted that he got such a result in the exam, but it was Ye Yubei who surprised people.

Netizen F: A school bully can actually get four A+s in the exam. Damn, are school bullies like this now?Not only to be handsome, but also to have excellent grades?

Netizen G: Thank you God Ye for the final betting test paper, unexpectedly encountered almost the same question in the examination room!At that time, I knew the bottom line, and this time I got two A's!

Netizen H: The one upstairs may have misunderstood that...Ye Yubei's grades were not very good. He was ranked at the bottom of the grade. He basically didn't attend classes, and only did the quizzes for the college entrance examination. Even so, it was indeed very inspirational.

Netizen I: God Ye seems to be publishing notes in English, trust Ye God's word of mouth!When it comes out, I will definitely buy it!I hope that everyone who has the conditions can support it. He is really working hard to make materials.

Netizen J: Support!Absolutely support!

Netizen K: Support +10086!

……

In addition to the harvest of the small college entrance examination, another good news worth celebrating is that Ye Yubei's English notes have finally completed the basic part, and the pre-sale news can be released on the official account.

With the process of learning and sorting out, Ye Yubei's English score this semester has also stabilized at around 100 points.

Cheng Jue squinted and smiled every time he saw Ye Yubei's progress report card.

Ye Yubei: "Why are you happier than my mother?"

Cheng Jue was still laughing: "The dog is promising, can you be unhappy?"

Before the official sale, Cheng Jue still needs to proofread his notes.

Through this notebook, Ye Yubei presents a real world of scumbags, but scumbags have their own learning methods, with clear logic and a complete framework. The key is that the recitation method is easy to remember.

The more Cheng Jue looked at the notebook, the more he liked it. One day, he suddenly had a bold idea.

Cheng Jue just thought for a moment, then picked up his mobile phone and asked in the group: Do you know any relatives or friends who work in the publishing house?

[Peng Manman]: What's the matter?Suddenly find the publishing house.

[Cheng Jue]: The boyfriend's notes are very creative and unique, I want to try to submit.

[Ding Chang]: You guys are getting more and more professional as a husband and wife team [Push Glasses].

[Cheng Jue]: So do you know anyone related to publishing?Preferably edited.

[Journal]: Bring me a copy tomorrow, and I'll help you get in touch.

[Cheng Jue]: Thank you baby!

Over there, Cheng Jue was thinking about publishing, and here, Ye Yubei was thinking about what kind of gift he should buy for Cheng Jue after selling English materials.

Cheng Jue's birthday is approaching, at the end of June.

Ye Yubei looked at the order data in the background and felt that the budget for buying gifts could be higher.

However, a few days before the sale, Li Hua approached Ye Yubei and said with some concern, "Brother, I heard that Yao Hongtao is asking around for the quantity of your order."

Hearing Yao Hongtao's name again, Ye Yubei almost became a stranger.

But thinking that Cheng Jue should have warned him very clearly last time, Ye Yubei didn't take this matter at ease, he just said: "Let him go."

After fighting Yao Hongtao, he knew that that kind of dude couldn't beat the waves.

The day before the sale, everything was normal and orders were still growing.

On the day of the sale, the whole morning passed, and the trading volume was 0.

Waited for another afternoon, still 0.

In the evening, Ye Yubei sat in front of the computer, staring at the motionless data in the background for a long time, his fingers holding the mouse became tighter and tighter, until he squinted slightly, finally believing that he was being fucked again.

Ye Yubei could roughly guess who it was.

Cheng Jue seems to be a little busy recently, so he is not by his side now, Ye Yubei got up, ready to find someone by himself, when the phone rang.

He glanced at it, it was an unknown call.

As soon as the phone was connected, the man's cheerful voice came with a smile: "Ye, Yu, Bei?"

Word by word, with uncertainty.

Ye Yubei distinguished for a moment, then asked: "Who is it?"

"Ah, it's really you." The man's tone suddenly relaxed, "No matter what, my name is not important, but they all call me Liang San, I think this sounds cooler."

Ye Yubei was slightly taken aback.

He has heard of the name "Liang San", or in other words, as long as he is a little mixed with society, he has heard of it.

But Liang San is by no means an ordinary hooligan, but a famous family, black and white, and a real... big boss level.

Ye Yubei never thought that he would have anything to do with this kind of person.

Ye Yubei didn't speak on this side, but on the other side he opened his mouth and said:

"You should still be in front of the computer, right? Don't look, there will be no change, but I have something to talk to you about, where do you think it would be more appropriate to talk? Should I go to your place? Or should you go out now and sit upstairs Get off that Audi to meet me?"

Ye Yu kept his expression on the north side, walked to the window of the Internet cafe, and looked downstairs.

Sure enough, I saw a pure black Audi vehicle parked at the entrance of the Internet cafe, waiting with double flashing lights.

Ye Yubei turned around and said coldly, "What do you want?"

The phone went blank for a few seconds, and then a pleasant male voice came: "You are a lost lamb, and I will guide you as a scepter."