It was a quarter of an hour before five o'clock, and Cheng Feichi, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.
It is not entirely a good thing that the biological clock is too accurate. I haven't worked the night shift at the convenience store for three consecutive weeks. I can actually sleep a little longer on Saturday.
After washing up, he boiled the porridge, and when the pot was boiling, Cheng Feichi opened the Osay classics study again. He has never signed up for a Mathematical Olympiad class. Last week, he followed a class of math teacher for two classes and found that his problem-solving ideas were very different from the teacher's. In order to find the fastest and most stable problem-solving method, he used yesterday's Take out the scratch paper you used and do the calculation again.
It was not yet six o'clock when Cheng Xin woke up, and Cheng Feichi had already packed his bag and was ready to go out. The breakfast was placed on the dining table, covered with a porcelain bowl to keep it warm.
"Mom, I'll be back later today, and I'm going to the bookstore to find some materials." Cheng Fei said while changing his shoes by the pool.
Cheng Xin walked to the door: "Doesn't the tutoring start at nine o'clock, so go out so early?"
"A book was left in the classroom." Cheng Feichi straightened up, raised his hand to hold the doorknob, "I'll go to school, and review the book by the way."
Cheng Xin told him to wait a moment, then took out a pair of gloves from the back room and handed them to him: "You need to ride a bike to school? It's cold outside, put these on."
Cheng Feichi's bicycle was placed in the corridor at the corner from the second floor to the third floor. The security of the old community was useless, and it was easy to be stolen if it was parked downstairs. He was holding the front bumper in one hand and the seat in the other. He was just about to lift the car up when Cheng Xin, who was leaning against the door to watch him, suddenly said, "Today, a child came to class at home."
Cheng Feichi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Mom, you should rest at home and don't need to pick up work. I earn enough as a tutor."
"I'm flustered at home alone, and I want to find something to do." Cheng Xin covered her mouth and coughed twice, and said lightly, "I just thought of it and let you know, not to ask for your opinion."
Cheng Feichi carried his bicycle downstairs, turned left at the entrance of the community, and did not go in the direction of No. 6 Middle School.
Recently, he found a job as a helper at the breakfast shop, from 6:00 to 8:00, the class time just happened to be staggered, and the boss would let him leave early if there was not much business.
Saturday mornings are more leisurely than weekdays. When the dishes are being served, Cheng Feichi is still thinking about whether he can find a part-time job during the time after self-study from Monday to Thursday night. He only needs to be home before twelve o’clock, and he can lie to his mother that he will do homework at school. .
He didn't want to use the word "cheat", but he could only choose to be deceived. Cheng Xin has always disapproved of him working outside to earn money, and hoped that he would concentrate on his studies. However, she was hospitalized for half a year before, spending almost all of the family's savings, and the house was almost sold. Later, unable to afford the high hospitalization expenses, Cheng Xin chose to leave the hospital and go home to recuperate. Cheng Feichi voluntarily took a year off from school to take care of his mother. During this period, the family had no income at all.
Once Cheng Xin had a high fever and fell unconscious in the middle of the night. Cheng Feichi sent his mother to the hospital. Because the money on the card was not enough, the hospital would not provide any accommodation. The mother and son stayed in the corridor outside the ward all night. While Cheng Xin was on an IV, Cheng Feichi raised his arm and held the saline bag. He kept the same position for a long time, causing blood to stop flowing. After a night, his arms and hands were swollen.
Since then, he has deeply understood the importance of money. He doesn't care about the cold eyes of others, he just doesn't want his mother to suffer that crime again, and he doesn't want to bow down to others easily when facing temptation in the future.
The work at the breakfast shop was relatively easy for Cheng Feichi. Two hours later, he rode his bicycle to the Huayuan District, which was more than ten kilometers away. Tutoring is charged by the minute, and the earlier you start, the sooner you finish. He wants to go to the bookstore to buy books before noon, and after the afternoon class, go to the commercial street near No. 6 Middle School. Zero hours after half past one.
In the morning, I taught a little girl in the second year of junior high school, who took three courses in mathematics, physics and chemistry. The little girl's parents were probably afraid that she would be bullied, so they would knock on the door every 20 minutes and come in, offering tea and snacks.
After a few times, the little girl threw the pen and wanted to lock the door, Cheng Feichi persuaded her: "They also care about you."
The little girl snorted angrily: "Who needs their concern!"
After closing the door, the little girl let herself go and stared at Cheng Feichi unscrupulously while he was giving a lecture.
"Mr. Cheng, do you have a girlfriend?" the little girl asked with a blushing face.
Cheng Feichi: "No."
"Then...then..." The little girl was waiting for this moment, so she mustered up her courage and said, "Then what kind of girl does Teacher Cheng like?"
Cheng Feichi remained calm, without raising his eyelids, circled two more places in the exercise book with a pencil, and pushed it to the little girl: "I'll tell you after I finish these few questions."
In the afternoon, I teach a third-year boy named Wei Jiaqi, who is studying in the junior middle school of No. 6 Middle School.
This is a regular customer. Cheng Feichi had been a tutor here last semester, and successfully helped Wei Jiaqi improve by more than a dozen classes in the final exam of the second year of junior high school.
Ordinarily, the employer should be quite satisfied with this situation, but Wei Jiaqi's mother heard that Cheng Feichi had transferred from the prestigious No. 6 Middle School to the little-known No. 6 Middle School. Dang even questioned his ability, and ran in between classes to talk to him about tutoring. Fees, saying that the extracurricular tutoring fee of a certain teacher in the sixth middle school is not much higher than him, the implication is that he wants to deduct money.
This time Cheng Feichi brought the first prize certificate of the physics competition that he had just received. Wei Jiaqi's mother reluctantly stopped talking after seeing it, and did not mention the hourly salary reduction.
In order to express his sincerity, Cheng Feichi spoke for an extra half an hour that day. When get out of class was over, Wei Jiaqi, who was shy and introverted, was very embarrassed and stuffed a bag of candy for him at the door, please don't get angry.
Downstairs, Cheng Feichi took a deep breath of fresh air, and then exhaled slowly, feeling that the fatigue of the day had been released, peeled off a candy, stuffed it in his mouth, and rode his bicycle to No. 6 Middle School.
These two tutors may not be able to work for a long time, and it is never wrong to plan for a rainy day.
There are many shops near the No. 6 Middle School, and there are many after-school tutoring and recruitment information posted on the doorsteps of each house. Some left their mobile phone numbers and some left their mailboxes. Seeing that it was still some time before dark, Cheng Feichi bought a two-hour temporary card at a nearby Internet cafe with his ID card, ready to submit his resume, and by the way, look up other solutions to the problem in the Olympiad online.
Just after sitting down and turning on the phone, the old-fashioned straight phone in my pocket vibrated, and the caller ID "Zhang Peiyao".
Ye Qin woke up when someone came to the box next door.
The rest day was the most boring for him. After lunch, Zhou Feng and the others discussed going to a newly opened disco in the city center. Ye Qin didn't want to go, so he parted ways with them near No. 6 Middle School and didn't want to go home. Facing his hypocritical father, he simply opened a private room for two at a nearby Internet cafe, played games for a while, checked the school for a while, and then lay down on the sofa and slept for half the afternoon.
The sound insulation of this Internet cafe is not very good. He put his mobile phone on the table next door, and he could feel the vibration on his side. The vibration lasted for a minute and stopped for half a minute, which disturbed Ye Qin. Finally answered the phone.
"Hey, what's the matter."
The deep and mellow male voice seemed familiar.
Yeqin involuntarily pricked up his ears and leaned against the wall. The person on the other side probably didn't expect to be eavesdropped, so he turned on the speakerphone directly, and the voice of the conversation came through the thin board, and he could hear every word clearly.
"I'm outside, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Compared with the indifference of the male voice, the girl's voice on the phone is much more gentle and lovely.
"Don't be like this... Even if you are not in the same school, their heart is still with you."
"I said I don't care, don't look for me again in the future."
"You're just mad at me."
"No."
"Then why are you so fierce to me? You ignored me even when I went to look for you in No. 6 Middle School. You weren't like this before... Do you have another girlfriend?"
"No."
"I'm going to beg my father to let me transfer to No. 6 Middle School, okay?"
"not good."
Facing the boy's unfeeling and cruelty, the girl couldn't help it, and there was a hint of crying in her voice: "You are angry with me, angry at me for spreading that matter, and you will be expelled from school."
When Ye Qin heard this, he shivered suddenly.
Cheng Feichi next door didn't run away, and the girl on the phone was probably talking about what he heard from Zhou Feng yesterday—Cheng Feichi liked men, and he transferred to No. 6 Middle School not only for the scholarship, but also because of the exposure of scandals and troubles. Everyone in the High School Attached to Normal University knows that the school didn't make it clear for the sake of face, but in fact he was expelled. It is said that he was suspended for a year, and finally transferred to the No. 6 Middle School because he had nowhere to go.
"No." Even after hearing such a cruel past, Cheng Feichi's voice didn't change a bit, "I've forgotten about this a long time ago, so you should forget it too."
The following conversation basically consisted of girls weeping and confessing, and Cheng Feichi responded occasionally to express that he was listening.
Amidst the crying, Ye Qin imagined a bloody drama in which a girl tried to break the straight course Feichi, but used the wrong method to force him away. When he heard the news yesterday, he didn't feel how exciting it was. It was meaningless, and no one saw it with his own eyes. It was so boring. Now that he heard it with his own ears and confirmed the authenticity, Ye Qin felt a little gloating.
The only thing that can make him happy recently is watching Cheng Feichi suffer from bad luck.
Ye Qin was in a good mood, hummed softly, crept back and browsed the webpage for a while. Accidentally came across a post on the campus forum, "Meet a handsome guy on the playground, does anyone know his name?", and clicked in with the confidence that he might be able to find himself, and a photo of Cheng Feichi appeared on the first floor, which seemed to be in physical education class It was taken secretly, and the facial features could barely be seen clearly. The reply below screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh).
Then someone posted other photos anonymously, saying that he was not only handsome, but also a top student. The post somehow turned into a kneeling and licking post, and I continued to scroll back, and someone said: I announced that he is our No. 6 high school student, no one objected, right
A bunch of replies echoed.
Ye Qin rolled his eyes, dragged to the reply box and quickly typed out a line of words: School is a piece of shit, a dead gay.
When he pressed send, he got stuck, and the interface repeatedly prompted "Please log in to speak." He entered his common name on the Internet, "You Brother Qin is not Brother Tie". After trying the password five times, the password was incorrect. Afraid of being discovered by someone next door, he turned off his computer and put on his shoes to go home.
Pushing open the door of the box, I tripped over something, almost fell into the mud, the card in my hand was not grasped firmly, and flew out in a parabola.
Looking down, the shoelaces came loose. Fortunately, this area is all single rooms, no one passed by in the aisle, Ye Qin knelt down to tie his shoelaces with a dark face.
No one knows that he likes to wear slip-on shoes not because of convenience, but because he doesn't know how to tie shoelaces, no matter how fancy they are, they loosen when he stands up and takes two steps. Ye Jinxiang bought these shoes for him, if Luo Qiuling hadn't taken them out for him and put them at the door when he went out today, he wouldn't have worn them at all.
After casually fastening a dead button, Ye Qin moved forward in a bowed posture, intending to pick up the Internet card that had fallen by the water dispenser in front of him.
Just two steps away, I saw a hand with clear bones picking up the card on the ground.
This time Ye Qin reacted quickly enough, he turned around and opened the door and threw himself on the sofa chair, trying to hide his body behind the door.
Just as he was about to kick the door of the box with one foot, Liao Yifang's loud voice came from behind him: "Student Cheng, you also come to the Internet cafe to find study materials?" After a pause of less than half a second, he said in surprise, "Student Ye Here!"
The author has something to say:
The time here is around 2012, so there are still ancient things like campus and forums.