You are the best in the world (1)
Chu Xiangbin's original surname was not Chu, but Wen, a single character "Bin". The name was given by his biological father.
He developed later than normal boys in elementary and middle school, so he always looked particularly thin among his peers. Every time he introduced himself on stage, saying "My name is Wenbin, the refined Wenbin", the audience would always burst into laughter.
As time went by, Wenbin became very quiet. He never spoke in the crowd, but just lowered his head and walked alone along the corner.
Later, his hair grew longer, half covering his eyes, and the shirt that seemed to be one or two sizes too big hung loosely on his body. Students liked to make noise and stand out, and no one paid attention to the frail and pale boy in the corner.
Wenbin is very smart.
It was not obvious when he was in primary school. The school system in their small county was five years of primary school and four years of junior high school. When he entered junior high school, the number of subjects increased and the difficulty increased. Wenbin's intelligence and grades easily stood out among his peers.
In his first year of junior high school, he ranked among the top three in the class in the first midterm exam. When the results came out, the head teacher and teachers of various subjects were all very surprised - they had almost no impression of this student, as they had never listened to him answer questions in class or actively asked questions after class.
Everyone just thought it was an accident.
Then in the final exam, Wenbin took the first place in the entire grade of this ordinary junior high school. The teachers and students finally began to pay attention to this frail boy who always walked along the corner.
Being noticed by classmates is definitely not a good thing for Wenbin.
He was quiet and unsociable, always keeping to himself. In addition, he was physically retarded and looked two or three years younger than his peers, so the boys all rejected him.
His good grades became the spark that made his classmates unite against him.
Textbooks thrown into the trash, desks covered with graffiti, stools thrown into the bushes downstairs, schoolbags filled with tea water...all kinds of bullying happen every day.
After all, he is a child with good grades, so teachers always pay extra attention to him. The head teacher wanted to help, but let alone wait for Wenbin to take the initiative, even when the head teacher called him to the office to ask if there was anything difficult to solve, this weak and thin boy still just stood there without saying a word.
After a long time, the teacher lost his patience.
Wenbin would pick up the textbooks thrown into the trash can himself, wipe the smeared desk with the rag he carried with him, and always find the stool thrown into the grass downstairs - sometimes he was even too lazy to go to class, so Wenbin would move the stool and sit in the sunshine in the corridor, staring out the window quietly for a whole class.
Wenbin has this attitude towards everyone. He never says a word even when he is bullied. Over time, those who bully him also feel that it is meaningless - they like to see the weak begging for mercy and hiding, but no one likes to waste time on a piece of wood.
Until the fourth year of the New Year.
At the beginning of the first semester, the school organized a parents' meeting. Unfortunately, it rained heavily on the day of the meeting, and the road was slippery. Wenbin's mother was weak to begin with, and she fell off a downhill slope on her way to school by bicycle, and arrived at the school in a muddy mess.
During the parents' meeting, the students were supposed to go to the playground, but because it was raining, everyone took shelter in the school's music and art classroom or gymnasium.
The most unruly boy in the class came back from the teaching building and laughed as soon as he entered the music and art classroom where his class was located.
"I thought someone came to our school to beg for food, but it turned out to be Wenbin's mother? Wenbin, I heard that your father died a long time ago, right? No wonder you study so hard and do so well - does your mother beg for food to support your schooling?"
The whole classroom burst into laughter.
Everyone was used to it. The boy who still looked like a boy in the first or second grade was the object of ridicule in the class, and they had never been shy about making fun of him.
So when Wenbin suddenly rushed towards the boy who spoke and knocked the smile off his face with a punch, all the students were stunned.
But Wenbin didn't pause at all.
He pressed the boy who was stunned by his punch to the ground, and punched him again and again - the back of his hand was bleeding. The boy on the ground screamed like a pig being slaughtered. The other students came to their senses and watched in fear. The brave ones rushed forward together and took a lot of effort to tear Wenbin down.
The classroom was in chaos.
The teacher rushed over after hearing the news.
In such a fight between the best and most quiet student in the school and a small gangster student, the teacher undoubtedly sided with the former.
Before the boy was helped to the infirmary by his companions, he stared at Wen Bin with resentment and mouthed to him: "You're done."
"… "
Wenbin was so calm that he seemed not to see it.
That night, he was blocked in the alley at the back door of the school by four ruffian boys, led by the classmate whom he had beaten until his face was bruised.
Wenbin was originally thin, and the explosive power he showed during the day was entirely due to the fact that his reverse scale was touched and the other party was caught off guard.
That night, facing four boys who were each stronger than him, Wenbin was almost unable to fight back.
The rain made the alley muddy.
Amidst the splashing mud and water, fists, kicks, and curses fell on the young man who was curled up in the corner.
The shirt, which was two sizes too big and washed so white that it was almost transparent, clung to his upper body, revealing his pale, thin, and bony spine. The boy bit his pale lips tightly, not caring that they bled, and he just curled up without saying a word.
The rain was getting heavier. The boys finally got tired of kicking and left amidst the abuse. But the boy still huddled in the corner, motionless.
Until a laughing voice sounded in his ears:
"Hey, are you dead?"
Casual, casual, and heartless.
—And many years later, in that bright and spacious office, Chu Xiangbin, then dressed in a suit, had exactly the same memory of Luan Qiaoqing.
In this narrow alley full of mud and rain, Wen Bin looked up and saw a little girl standing at the entrance of the alley.
To say she is a little girl, we have to judge from her voice - because the girl at the end of the alley has much shorter hair than his, only slightly longer than a crew cut.
But it is undeniable that she is very beautiful. She has a straight nose, slightly upturned eyes, and a face full of smartness and even a bit of ruffian and ostentatious beauty.
Then the little girl walked up to him holding an umbrella and squatted down.
"I just saw them beating you, but I didn't dare come over. I'm alone today, and I can't beat so many people. Don't blame me for not helping you."
"… "
"But those seniors are also shameless. Several of them beat up a junior like you. How can they be so thick-skinned?"
"… "
Wenbin remained silent.
He suspected that this little girl had some problem with her brain, otherwise why would she be so self-familiar, use confusing words, and chatter so much.
The girl mumbled a lot to herself, and seemed to notice that Wenbin hadn't spoken a word. The pale and thin boy in front of her had longer hair than hers, and his bangs almost covered his eyes, black and wet, sticking to his cold white skin.
She leaned forward, trying to look into those eyes clearly, "Hey, I'm talking to you."
"… "
"Are you in the first or second grade of junior high school? Why do you look so delicate, like a girl?"
"… "
"Come to think of it, you didn't make a sound when you were beaten just now. Are you mute?"
"… "
"Well, little mute, can you still move? If you can, get up with me, or you'll freeze to death here, and I'll be too scared to walk this way again. I can't do that. This is the shortest way for me to get home. If I don't take this route, I'll have to go a long way..."
“… … ”
Wenbin's head was buzzing because of this.
It was the first time he met such a chattering and determined girl, and he had no idea what to do. In addition, he couldn't tell where the pain was all over his body, and he didn't want to go home like this and make his mother worry, so he slowly stood up with the help of the wall, and followed this little girl whose hair was shorter than his, moving forward step by step.
The girl generously gave him half of her umbrella, but when they returned to the girl's house, both of them were soaked.
"My parents are separated, I live with my mom, and she's often not home." The little girl led him into a high-end apartment. After getting out of the elevator, she took the key to open a door and told him everything about her family.
Wenbin became more certain of his judgment: this little girl was probably a fool.
"My public bathroom is here. You can use this. I'll go take a shower in my room." The little girl threw the umbrella outside the door and prepared to go in.
Wen Bin endured it and said in a hoarse voice: "Aren't you afraid that I'm not a good person?"
"… Hey, you're not mute?" The little girl turned around with a look of wonder, looking at him in surprise, then she remembered his question and laughed, "You're not even as tall as me, and you look like a little brat in the first or second grade of junior high school. You can't beat me, so why should I be afraid of you? Besides, I know those guys who beat you up. They only bully the honest students in school who don't dare to fight back. What kind of bad person can you be?"
"… "
Without waiting for Wenbin to say anything, the little girl frowned and turned back, "I feel so uncomfortable being wet all over. I'll go take a shower first, and you should clean up quickly too."
After saying that, the little girl turned and ran away.
Wenbin stood there in silence for a long time, finally turned around and limped into the public bathroom the little girl mentioned.
This was his first time entering such a luxurious home. Compared to the simple faucets and washrooms he was used to, the advanced bathroom facilities in the little girl's bathroom made him feel strange and novel.
With the keen observation and judgment brought by his extremely smart mind, Wen Bin quickly figured out how to use the bathroom facilities. He took a hot shower and washed away the blood and mud on his body.
After rinsing, Wenbin soaked the clothes he took off in the water, rinsed them and wrung them dry.
Just as he was about to change into the half-wet clothes, there was a knock on the frosted glass door of the bathroom, and then the door was opened a crack.
A small white hand reached in, holding a white shirt, black trousers and a bath towel.
Along with it came the proud voice of the little girl:
"I started buying a lot of boys' clothes two years ago. I see that you are only a little shorter than me, so mine should be just right for you."
Looking at the little hand and clothes, Wen Bin was silent.
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