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After returning home, Qiao Beixin asked Liang Yilan: "Mom, a boy came to buy glutinous glutinous rice noodles today, do you have any impression?"

He briefly described Cheng Wang's appearance: "Tall, about the same size as me, with fair skin and big eyes."

Liang Yilan didn't think much about it, but thought of it all at once: "I have an impression, he often comes to buy, he is handsome and easy to remember. Is it your new classmate?"

Liang Yilan didn't take Qiao Beixin's small mistakes in the last exam very seriously. Hearing that he rarely mentioned his classmates, he guessed that they might be good friends in the new class.

Qiao Beixin said "hmm", after much deliberation, he decided to tell the truth: "It's a new classmate, but...Mom, you may not remember. When I was in the second year of junior high, my classmate pushed your dining car. At that time, there was a boy who helped you clean up for a long time, and it was him."

Qiao Beixin's junior high school is very poor, the teachers are not responsible, and the quality of the students is not high. Some people even go out to socialize in the second year of junior high school.

They looked down on a classmate like Qiao Beixin who loved learning, and even more on his mother who sold snacks.

One day after school, the most troublesome boy in the grade was waiting by Liang Yilan's food stall, and mischievously overturned her cart.

At that time, Qiao Beixin was waiting for the green light on the opposite side of the road. Seeing this, he wished to rush to his mother immediately, but there were too many vehicles passing by, so he could only watch the boy compare himself to him.refer to.

At this time, another thin and frail boy ran over.

He squatted down to help Liang Yilan pick up the things thrown on the ground.The cart lost its balance and the glass bottle on top fell over.Liang Yilan gave a low cry and pushed the boy away.

The glass bottle fell to the ground, full of milk sprayed out, the boy was pushed away by Liang Yilan, the boy was not scratched by the broken glass, but the trousers and sleeves were stained with milk.

At that time, Qiao Beixin's myopia was already a little serious, but across the road, he still saw the boy and was stunned for a moment.

Qiao Beixin didn't show too much embarrassment when talking about that memory, but this matter was always stuck in Liang Yilan's heart, and she kept forcing herself to forget about it.At this moment, it was suddenly dug out, and she was stunned.

"Ah, oh, oh." She said awkwardly, "Is it..."

Soon, she became vigilant again, grabbed Qiao Beixin's arm, and said, "He, he, why was he around at that time? Are you and he a junior high school classmate?"

Qiao Beixin patted the back of her hand and comforted her: "No, he was tutoring English at a teacher's house at that time, which was very close to the school. He happened to pass by the end of tutoring that day. He is very nice, so don't be nervous."

Liang Yilan also realized that he had overreacted.She let go of her hand, sat back on the sofa, and smiled embarrassedly: "Mom is too nervous, I don't have to maliciously speculate about your classmate... It's good if you are a good person, then you get along well. What does he like to eat? Bring some tomorrow give him."

Qiao Beixin had this in mind: "Well, mom, teach me how to do it..."

When going to school the next day, Cheng Wang was blocked by Zhou Na at the door of the class again.

Zhou Na handed him some bread and a bottle of milk.

Cheng Wang's head was about to explode. He really couldn't handle this kind of situation, so he waved his hands again and again and said, "I don't want it, I really don't need it, thank you."

Zhou Na: "I don't care if you want it or not. If you don't want to eat it, you can give it to others. Anyway, I will never take back what I give away."

Sitting in the class, Xiao Guo'er saw this scene from afar, and screamed, "Big orange smash! Xueshen bought you breakfast, and it's still hot!"

Cheng Wangru was pardoned: "Look! I have something to eat! I really don't want..."

At this time, Qiao Beixin also heard the movement at the door, raised his head and glanced, and was facing Zhou Na.

She stared at Qiao Beixin for a few seconds, snorted softly, turned around and left, then pulled another classmate at random, and stuffed the things in her hand.

Cheng Wang returned to his seat despite the gossiping eyes of everyone in the class, and muttered, "What are you looking at?"

Qiao Beixin actually brought him breakfast.

The cartons are folded into the shape of a boat, and after opening, there are four glutinous rice dumplings sitting one after another. The white and soft glutinous rice flour is steamed into a shape with a narrow bottom and a wide top, and the top is topped with a variety of appetizing jams.

"Hey!" Cheng Wang exclaimed, "Isn't this ripe pear cake!"

However, I don't know whether it was due to the bumpy road or some other reason, the jam on the four glutinous rice cakes was twisted and crooked, just as Cheng Wang picked it up, the jam dripped down.

Cheng Wang licked the jam on his fingers, and was pushed by Xiao Guoer's shoulder in disgust.

"Cheng Wang, you are so dirty!"

"I've washed my hands, don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Wang argued.

Qiao Beixin smiled helplessly when he heard the words, took out a wet towel from the drawer, stood up, leaned over to the front table, and wiped Cheng Wang's fingers.

Cheng Wang turned around in surprise—his mouth was wiped again.

Now, Lian Xiaoguoer was dumbfounded.

Cheng Wang dodged for a while, but Qiao Beixin's hand was faster, and he chased after him to wipe the other corner of his mouth.

Cheng Wang was holding the paper boat box, the sweet taste of chocolate was still lingering in his mouth and nose, but for some reason, the things in his hand made him unable to swallow.

Time passed unhurriedly, and in the blink of an eye, Qiao Beixin had been in Class Two for two weeks.

Today's evening self-study is a math class, and the teacher arranged for everyone to do test papers.After a whole day of study, everyone is very tired. The most fearful thing is to arrange exams for evening self-study. The body and mind are exhausted to the extreme. The hardest and hardest students in the class don’t have the energy to do more homework, so they get up one after another. Ready to go back to the dormitory.

As the only two day students in the class, Cheng Wang and Qiao Beixin bid farewell to several other students at the entrance of the teaching building, and walked out of the campus together.

On the way, they were still discussing the solutions to the last two big problems in the math test paper.

Cheng Wang said to Qiao Beixin: "Tonight's test questions are a bit difficult. I only had time to list the formula for the last question, and I didn't finish the calculation. I wonder if the teacher will give me some steps."

He complained: "The amount of calculation is too large."

"That question requires a lot of calculation, but there is a simpler algorithm," Qiao Beixin said with a formula, "You can use this formula, but don't calculate the result of the previous step first, just bring a few root signs together After calculation, you will find that these square root numbers can be eliminated, leaving only the first and last two. This will make the calculation easier."

"Ah, that's true! I thought there must be a simple algorithm. The steps of this question are already so many and complicated. How could the calculation be so difficult. But I didn't have time to try another algorithm." Cheng Wang said distressedly, "I'll take After I arrived at the test paper, I started with the subjective questions at the back. I got stuck halfway through the writing of this question, so I left it there. When I finished everything and came back to this question... I couldn’t understand what I had written before. What are you writing in your draft?"

Cheng Wang sighed: "My handwriting is really ugly."

Qiao Beixin asked: "Last time I taught you how to correct your pen-holding posture. Did you keep practicing afterwards?"

Cheng Wang scratched his head and found an excuse for himself: "I don't have a pen that works well."

"The pen is really helpful for practicing calligraphy," Qiao Beixin said following Cheng Wang's words, "Well, if you don't mind, I will give you one of my pens, and you can use it first, and wait until you find a more convenient pen. Then replace it with a new one."

Cheng Wang rubbed the corner of his clothes, and symbolically refused, "That's so embarrassing."

Qiao Beixin lowered his head and smiled, but he couldn't help it after all, and pinched his face with his hands, "It's just a pen, don't be embarrassed."

"That's good!" Cheng Wang said, "Then I won't be polite, let me get a taste of the power of a bully."

"Okay, then take a short detour today, I'll go home and get the pen back for you."

The main road at the gate of the school is always congested. In order to ease the traffic, parking is prohibited in that area, so Cheng Jing seldom drives to the gate of the school, and mostly waits for Cheng Wang at the second intersection on the right side of the gate of the school.

Coincidentally, Qiao Beixin's home is about 500 meters straight ahead at that intersection.

Cheng Wang called Cheng Jing and asked, "Brother, are you off work? Are you still here to pick me up today?"

There is some traffic jam at Cheng Jing's side, and it may take about 10 minutes to arrive.

Cheng Wang said: "Okay, you drive slowly, I'll go to my classmate's house to get something first."

After 500 meters, Cheng Wang heard Qiao Beixin say "my house lives upstairs", and said with emotion: "Xiao Qiao, your house is so close to the school, it's only 10 minutes longer than the accommodation." ? From this point of view, you really don’t need to live on campus.”

Qiao Beixin paused a little when he heard the word "Little Qiao", "Would you like to come up and sit for a while? My mother is at home tonight, and I'll get you something to eat by the way."

Cheng Wang looked at the time and refused: "Forget it, it's too late today, I won't bother you, just come and get things with the cheek!"

"Okay." Qiao Beixin turned and walked into the yard, took a few steps and then turned back, "The street lights in this yard are very dark, and you are not familiar with this place. I'm afraid you won't see the road and stumble. You are downstairs Wait for me, I'll be right down."

As Qiao Beixin said, the street lights were not only dimly lit, but also turned off several times from time to time.Although it is not far from the school, Cheng Wang has never been here before and is not very familiar with it.

This is an old house.In the past few years, with the urban transformation, a large area of ​​the nearby old houses has been demolished.Compared with the surrounding tall buildings, this place looks very out of place.

Ever since he left Tongzilou at the age of eight, Cheng Wang hadn't seen such an old house for a long time.But this place is not like Tongzilou: Tongzilou looks dilapidated, but the residents are always noisy, and Cheng Wang is often woken up in the middle of the night; in contrast, this place looks quiet and peaceful.

Soon, Qiao Beixin hurried downstairs.He walked quickly to Cheng Wang and handed him the pen.

"I don't have a very good or new pen in my hand now, let's make do with it."

Cheng Wang took it and recognized at a glance that it was the one Qiao Beixin used last time.Qiao Beixin came and went in a hurry, and there was still a trace of warmth from his palm on the pen.

Cheng Wang stuffed the pen into the schoolbag, stroked the cap of the pen before zipping it up, and smiled sweetly like a child receiving a gift.

Qiao Beixin saw him smile, and he was infected with the smile too. After a while, he said, "Okay, I got the pen too, and I will practice calligraphy in the future. It's late, go back quickly."

He sent Cheng Wang out of the yard, and asked, "What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll bring it for you."

Cheng Wang: "I can just buy it myself, why bother you all the time."

Qiao Beixin: "No trouble, I have to help my mother prepare things anyway, just get you a copy."

Cheng Wang didn't know how to be polite: "Then I still want to eat that from this morning."

"That's glutinous rice. If you eat too much, it's easy to be indigestible. It's better not to eat it every day." Qiao Bei thought for a while, and then said, "Is green onion pancake okay?"

Cheng Wang is not picky about food. Although he is particularly fond of cooked pear cakes, green onion cakes are also good. "Yes! I still want to drink soy milk, but you don't want to add sugar."

Qiao Beixin didn't pass his brain, and blurted out: "I know." After he finished speaking, he was stunned, but fortunately Cheng Wang didn't notice, and he quickly said, "Why don't you like adding sugar? Without sugar, there will be no taste. .”

Cheng Wang pursed his lips, lowered his head to think for a while, and smiled at Qiao Beixin, "There's no reason, it's just a habit of taste."

He said softly: "Sweetened soy milk is too greasy..."

After returning home, Cheng Wang carefully observed the pen.

It can be seen that Qiao Beixin uses this pen frequently, and even the ink tube is still full of ink.The barrel of the fountain pen has many scratches, the nib has been ground many times, and the cap has a small chip.

Although this pen is old, it is still very smooth to use. The blue-black handwriting is dotted on the draft, and the ink dries up quickly, leaving the word "Cheng Wang".

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