"I want to save my mother, no one can stop me..."
Yin Mingzheng sat cross-legged on the small bed, and the cell phone placed on the bed table played the fifteenth episode of "Aogu the Great". He watched it carefully and didn't think it was funny.
Clicking on the barrage, the originally sporadic barrage suddenly increased, all of which were [Look at the leg shake magic skill] [Let shake is coming and walk] and the like barrage.
All the barrage is mocking.
Yin Mingzheng was a bit at a loss. He thought Ao Gu was very handsome and attractive. Why did these people laugh at the protagonist Ao Gu
The man outside turned on the TV and watched it while drinking, like a devil. Yin Mingzheng fantasized many times since he was a child, that one day he would defeat the devil and rescue his mother.
Perhaps, this is the thinking of every boy in a domestic violence family.
"Emperor Aogu" is a niche TV series, not many people watch it, he likes it silently, Aogu has the same idea as him, to save his mother from the devil, he can use spells and swordsmanship, and when someone bullies him, he will shake Face everything on your knees, against the whole world.
In fact, in every incident, Aogu would be bullied and not forgiven, but in the end he would be proven right.
Just such a person, why do people hate him and laugh at him
When he was in the fourth grade of primary school, Yin Qiang lost his temper and beat Yin Mingzheng's mother and son again. Zhou Juan hugged Yin Mingzheng and cried, Yin Mingzheng was at a loss.
Later, he accidentally found this TV series on his mother's mobile phone, and soon fell in love with the plot and protagonist in it.
He fantasized countless times that he was Aogu, beat Yin Qiang to the bum, and then dragged Zhou Juan away from this house, never to return, unfortunately it was only a fantasy.
He was too young to beat.
The classmates in the school and the barrage in the video all told him that shaking his legs is a very bad behavior, and he will be ridiculed and ridiculed. Well, he will not do it in the future.
Yin Mingzheng put down his cell phone and silently took out his homework.
The door was pushed open, and Zhou Juan walked in.
Yin Mingzheng raised her head, Zhou Juan's expression was a bit strange today, she stared at Yin Mingzheng for a long time, and then said: "Mingzheng, did you encounter any unhappy things at school recently?"
Yin Mingzheng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "No."
Zhou Juan groaned, and said nothing. She suddenly realized that she didn't know how to communicate with this child. When she left him alone, Yin Mingzheng had grown into a boy who was almost fifteen years old.
"Then, have you been bullied?" Zhou Juan asked again.
Yin Mingzheng shook his head, "No."
He spoke very little, and was even taciturn at home.
Zhou Juan stood awkwardly for a while, and decided to say what Shu Ning said, "I heard that some people in school imitated your posture... Maybe those classmates didn't want to laugh at you, they were just joking, don't take it to heart..."
Yin Mingzheng smiled lightly, "I know."
Zhou Juan was a little discouraged, "If you are really being bullied, tell your mother, she cares about you very much."
"Ok."
Zhou Juan was not very good at communicating with Yin Mingzheng. The older the child was, the more distant he felt. She put two hundred dollars on Yin Mingzheng's crib and said, "Mingzheng, lunch money."
After speaking, he left the room and closed the door.
Yin Mingzheng looked at the two hundred yuan on the bed, his eyes slowly turned red.
He took two hundred yuan and carefully put it in his schoolbag.
Recently, the family has become more and more struggling. Zhou Juan didn't give him lunch last time, so that he didn't eat lunch for a few days. Knowing that his family was poor, he didn't ask for money and decided to carry it on an empty stomach.
However, one day, Zhou Juan suddenly said sorry to him. She forgot to pay for lunch earlier, saying that he is an older child now and needs to eat better. Two hundred yuan.
In the past, he could only eat the worst lunch for twelve yuan a time, but now he can eat twenty or thirty lunches and save his pocket money.
It's too extravagant.
He originally only wanted one hundred, but Zhou Juan insisted on giving him two hundred.
In order not to disappoint Zhou Juan, he took the money, but only spent one hundred a week, and saved the remaining one hundred to buy meat and vegetables on weekends to improve the family's food.
Seeing him buying vegetables, Zhou Juan acquiesced.
On weekends, Yin Mingzheng would use the money he saved to buy pork ribs, chickens and ducks, and some good things that Zhou Juan didn't buy much before, and learn how to stew and fry soup from the Internet to nourish his family.
Satisfaction like never before.
In the past, Zhou Juan didn't ask him much about school affairs, so that sometimes he had the illusion that his mother didn't care about him, and no one in the world cared about him.
But today he realized that Zhou Juan had him in her heart.
If she really didn't care, how did she know that someone in school imitated her shaking her legs? She must have inadvertently found out by asking the head teacher.
Knowing that, Zhou Juan was actually concerned about whether he would be hurt because of this, so she came here to ask.
His mother has been silently watching him.
Realizing this, Yin Mingzheng blamed himself.
Just such a mother who would rather starve herself than give him two hundred yuan for living expenses and secretly inquire about how he is doing in school, why should she doubt her love
Yin Mingzheng stroked the worn-out schoolbag, feeling warm in his heart.
Going to school the next day, Yin Mingzheng was sitting on the seat, Shu Ning next to him seemed to want to talk to him, but Yin Mingzheng ignored him.
Outsiders have rejected him since he was a child, and he doesn't expect the world to be tolerant.
It is enough for him to have a mother.
As long as you can get your mother's understanding and love, other people's attitudes don't matter.
Yin Mingzheng stuffed his schoolbag into the belly of the desk, lowered his head, fluttering his long eyelashes, and his profile was graceful and smooth.
After a while, he felt something was wrong, raised his head, and before he knew it, several boys surrounded him.
"What are you doing?" Yin Mingzheng stood up, his whole body tensed.
He has never been afraid of fighting, because he has been used to fighting since he was a child, and fighting is his familiar way of communication.
When he was about to fight, the boys looked at each other and suddenly bowed their heads to him, "I'm sorry."
"I shouldn't learn how to shake your legs."
"We didn't mean to crowd out and laugh at you."
"Sorry!"
After speaking, he ran away.
Yin Mingzheng: "..."
Yin Mingzheng couldn't react, so he stayed where he was for a while before slowly sitting back in his seat.
He didn't understand why those boys apologized to him, it was really inexplicable.
It's not the way he's used to.
Others have always been malicious towards him, he knows how to deal with malice, but he doesn't know how to deal with kindness.
Heart beats fast.
He wanted someone to explain why, but didn't know who to ask.
Suddenly there was a voice "I'm sorry."
Yin Mingzheng turned his head and saw the handsome boy with blond hair looking at him sincerely.
Yin Mingzheng frowned, "Why do you apologize?"
Shu Ning handed him the phone and motioned him to look at it.
Yin Mingzheng accepted it suspiciously, and found that it was a school forum post. He didn't visit school forums very much, anyway, he knew that others would not speak well of him.
The title of the post: Is imitating other people's posture and speaking style considered bullying
The post resonated, and many people followed up on it, and some people responded with high praise from outside stations. The discussion was very heated.
"Seeing this post, a few classmates and I suddenly realized that imitating your actions before was also a kind of bullying, so I want to say sorry to you." Shu Ning's voice was clear and sincere, "However, the few of us just Just kidding, I definitely didn't mean to laugh at you, I hope you can forgive me."
Only then did Yin Mingzheng understand why those boys suddenly apologized just now.
It turned out to be because of this post.
Has he had any luck lately? The price of lunch went up, everyone started apologizing to him, and no one attacked him with old stories and satirized him.
Yin Mingzheng was a little dazed, but after a while he came back to his senses, uncomfortably returned the phone to Shu Ning, hummed softly, and turned his head away.
"The last time I wronged you, you didn't say forgive me, and you didn't say this time either. Can you forgive me?" The boy next to him continued to ask.
Yin Mingzheng was a little nervous, he raised his head pretending to be indifferent, stared at the boy and asked, "Are you annoying?"
"Then forgive me."
The boy dyed his hair blond and seemed to want to imitate him, so he was invited to the office for this. Later, he vaguely heard that he said directly to the head teacher in the office that "hair dyeing does not mean a bad student".
To be honest, it was quite a surprise.
He is in good shape, with bright eyes and dyed blond hair like a little sun.
Laughing can burn people's eyes.
Yin Mingzheng turned his head, "Why should I forgive you?"
The boy stopped talking.
After a while, he secretly put a carton of milk on his desk, "They are all classmates, don't be so serious, I apologize."
Yin Mingzheng frowned, he was very annoyed by such words, as if he didn't know similar people.
Obviously it was a boy who was stupid and was encouraged to trouble him, as if he should be forgiven if he apologized, and it was his own fault if he didn't forgive.
Why
He threw the milk on the opponent's desk and looked down at the book.
The milk rolled off the desk and fell to the ground. He heard the sound of the other party's desk and chair moving. After a while, the milk was picked up.
"Well, you don't have to forgive me." The man said, "This carton of milk is our token of breaking up friendship. If you don't want to make friends with me, don't want to talk to me, just drink this carton of milk. If you want to be with me say… "
beep beep beep
Yin Mingzheng took the milk in his hand, gulped it up, pinched off the carton, signaled to Shu Ning that he had finished the milk, and then threw the carton into the nearby trash can.
Shu Ning observed him for a moment, then grinned, "I understand."
Yin Mingzheng snorted softly, lowered his head and continued to read.
In fact, he doesn't like to go in, but he doesn't know why he is sitting there. His mobile phone is a machine that Zhou Juan does not use, the screen is broken, the memory is very small, and he did not buy the first package because it is too expensive... so that he does not play mobile games, nor is he too lazy to read mobile webpages.
The relationship has been broken, but the eyes of the tablemate have been falling on him.
Yin Mingzheng pretended not to see it, but the sight was too hot to be ignored even if he wanted to.
Yin Mingzheng turned his head unbearably, and his deskmate quickly looked back.
Yin Mingzheng didn't feel good about having a seizure, so he lowered his head and continued to read.
There was a click from the side, and Yin Mingzheng turned his head, capturing the scene of his deskmate quickly retracting the phone.
"What are you doing?" Yin Mingzheng asked in surprise.
The deskmate said nervously: "Nothing."
Yin Mingzheng couldn't understand, "Are you secretly filming me?"
His voice was a little loud because of the shock, and everyone around him looked over.
Shu Ning was very embarrassed.
Yin Mingzheng said, "Deleted."
Like a primary school student who made a mistake, Shu Ning handed him the phone slowly, his eyes dodged, and there was a bit of embarrassment, fear and shyness hidden in it.
The moment Yin Mingzheng got the phone, he suddenly had a subtle feeling of controlling this person. This feeling is different from liking or disliking, as if Shu Ning was in his palm, and he could do whatever he wanted with him, while the other party Dare not resist.
Total control.
Putting that strange thought behind him for a moment, Yin Mingzheng opened Shu Ning's photo album, and there was indeed a photo of him in it.
With a sideways face, the lines are clean and clear, like a prince on campus.
He didn't know what he looked like in other people's eyes.
Yin Mingzheng sneered, deleted the photo, and sneered coldly: "You actually took a photo of me, are you really gay?"