The old man didn't understand why the little grandson was suddenly sad, so he hugged him to comfort him, and after asking a few times, Tang Jinyu said to him, "I dreamed that you were gone, and I couldn't find it anywhere, and I still dreamed of it. so many other things…”
The old man laughed, rubbed his head and said, "You are under too much pressure from studying, so give yourself a vacation, relax a little and rest, don't get tired."
"grandfather… "
The old man pinched his face and said with a chuckle: "Oh, I'm really crying, I see, our little bully has become a little cat, what if your classmates see this, please wipe it."
Grandpa Tang came over with a hot towel, wiped his face with his own hands, comforted him for a while, and went to school with him. The old man was working in the school cafeteria, he went on the same road with him, waved his hand at the door of the teaching building, and left by himself. Tang Jinyu stood on the school stairs and looked at his back for a while, until the old man's figure turned and disappeared. , subconsciously took two steps down to follow him.
A few classmates approached, and when a boy saw him, he immediately came over and hugged his shoulders warmly and said, "Squad leader, why are you here so early today?"
The one next to him cooed: "It must be supervising you on duty. Last time, you deducted one point from the health area you were in charge of!"
"Go, monitor, don't listen to their nonsense, go, let's go to the classroom, you can see it with your own eyes, you can't make a mistake!"
Several boys surrounded Tang Jinyu to the class. Tang Jinyu was not thinking here. He kept thinking about the old man. For fear of losing him again, he wished he would go to the cafeteria and follow him all day. But the classmates in the class were enthusiastic and took him all the way to the class. Tang Jinyu followed him all the way. After sitting in his seat, he looked at the textbook for a while, it was not the textbook for the second year of high school, but there was a stack of books from the third year of high school on the table. textbook.
He picked it up and looked at it. It was all his handwriting, and the strokes were very serious. The words seemed to be reduced and printed. They were small and standardized, which was his usual style. It's just that the time is different from the time before he opened the book. He did the math. It's been about a year now, which matches the time he went to school in his dream. It is already the third year of high school, and there is only the last month of the college entrance examination.
A red slogan is written on the blackboard in the classroom to encourage students to study hard, and a striking countdown is also written, which is erased every day and written down by one day. Just seeing it makes me feel that time is pressing.
Many students came early, some were reciting in a low voice, some were burying their heads in writing papers, and they were all preparing for the exam.
Tang Jinyu looked at the papers on her desk, because she was reviewing in her dreams and dreams. Although the textbooks were different in different years, the basic knowledge was similar, and the questions did not cause any hindrance. But now his mind is unstable and he can't write anymore, so he flipped the paper twice and put it aside.
A classmate came over, saw him greet him warmly, and stood there talking to him, "Monitor, fortunately you taught me that question yesterday, and the tutor that my dad asked me to test me again at night, If you want me to say, it's better to ask you to give me tutoring, it's much better than that of college students..." The boy was tall and strong, and at first glance, his family was in good condition. He took a scones from the inside, and while talking, he handed one to Tang Jinyu, "Monitor, do you want to eat scones?"
Tang Jinyu shook his head, he had no appetite.
Another boy immediately ran over and took the scones, took a bite and said, "Don't give it to the squad leader, I didn't eat this morning, I'm dying of starvation."
The tall boy pinched him by the neck, almost picked him up, and said angrily, "What are you doing! Spit it out, I bought it for the monitor!"
"Don't pinch, don't pinch, I can't eat the monitor even if I spit it out... I put a bottle of milk in the monitor's drawer, you're done, don't pinch!"
Hearing this, the boy snorted and let go, "That's about the same."
The one who was eating the scones was also familiar with them. The squad leader took care of them. Everyone tacitly tried to find a way to send some food and stuff them. They were all good brothers. While eating the scones he grabbed, he was still comparing and said unconvinced: "Why is yours bigger, I am so small, you give me... No, you buy the smaller ones for the monitor and keep the bigger ones for yourself. Is there any more morality in the world!"
"I was so hungry when I came over in the morning, I told the boss that I wanted a scones."
The little man was delighted, "You just said you want the two of them!"
Tang Jinyu listened to them talking, and his eyes fell on the scones in their hands. No matter which side he was on, he rarely ate these things. In the past, his family was poor, and only his grandfather had an income. Since he was sensible, he was never willing to waste a penny to buy these food. Later, when his parents and Xia Ye took care of him, he was not in good health and could not eat these. sick once.
The little man was quick with his scones and snacks, and after he finished eating, he asked, "Squad leader, the mailbox you said you were going to hack last week..."
Tang Jinyu immediately said, "I haven't invaded before, so I tested it a little."
The little man scratched his head and said, "Got it, monitor, why are you so strict now? It's a bit like that, what was the name of the person who came to give us the scholarship last time..."
"Song Yi."
"That's right, it's President Song. It feels like talking to him."
Tang Jinyu smiled, thinking to herself, that was because she hadn't met his brother.
The smile on the corner of his lips stiffened, and he suddenly remembered that there was no Xia Ye in this world. Only Song Yi was still there, he was doing what Xia Ye couldn't accomplish in the future, his tone was very similar to the other party, and he made himself look like the other party.
They were the same people from the beginning.
Ambitious, capable, and want to change the world in their own power.
It's just that someone left first.
Tang Jinyu felt extremely uncomfortable just thinking about it, as if a piece of meat had been dug up, and it was so painful that she could no longer sit in the classroom.
He watched the classmates around him greet him, and he felt a little illusory. He sat here, but he was thinking of the people on the other side. The preparatory bell rang and the head teacher walked in. Tang Jinyu couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I'm not feeling well, I want to go back early..."
The teacher did not suspect him and let him go back. Because Tang Jinyu is a good student with excellent academic performance and has never asked for leave, the teacher specially warned him when he sent him out of the classroom: "Take more rest, come back tomorrow when you feel better, you have a solid foundation, and now the most important thing is What matters is the mentality, grasp it well, there is great hope for Shangqingbei.”
Tang Jinyu nodded and walked out of the school with her bag on her back.
It was the first time in his life that he skipped class. He rode his bicycle around the old city for a long time and saw the words "Longteng Internet Cafe" hanging on an old Internet cafe. He looked at it for a while, stopped the bicycle, and left. go in.
He turned on a machine and went online to search for information.
After searching through some people and things in his memory, his parents, grandparents, grandfather in Qizhou City, his brother and Han Yichen, Lao Yuan, Song Yi... He missed them madly.
He pieced together all the clues and finally came up with a general idea. Xia Ye's Internet cafe charging software was sold at a low price, but two or three years later, he and Song Yi set up a company in Beijing, leaving the small northern town, and then never went back.
Tang Jinyu didn't want to think about the reason for this, but he guessed that it was very likely that Uncle Xia didn't pass the test and died.
Those technologies have not been developed in advance. Searching for Chen Suling and her company did not find the clothing brand he was familiar with since childhood. Instead, he found Tang Hongjun's name on several scientific research papers, but he was not sure whether it was the other party. …
Tang Jinyu was lying on the table in the Internet cafe, unable to raise her head for a long time, her shoulders trembled slightly.
On the page that opened, the word "Xia Ye" he searched for was blank.