Jing Yizhi's grandfather was suffering from rheumatoid disease, and he had been lying in the hospital for three or four years before, but now his condition worsened, the hospital was in emergency, and he was completely complicated by cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.
The reality of this world is that the family background and details of each character not described in the original text will all appear in front of you with flesh and blood, including now—
Jing's mother sat in the doctor's office with red eye circles, Jing's father was still calm, and carefully asked the doctor about the details of the next major operation, but the eyebrows were clamped enough to kill a fly.
Rong Wan rushed over, still wearing school uniform, carrying a schoolbag, and called Mom.
Mother Jing burst into tears as soon as she saw him: "Baby..."
What followed was a very chaotic signing of the operation, payment of the card, and signing of the risk consent form. Because Jing Meng was in college, he couldn't make it back for a while, and the remaining three people in the family were all depressed. After returning from the hospital , Jing's mother was not in the mood to eat, and sat in the dining room wearily. Jing's father comforted her for a while, and rushed Rong Wan back to the room: "Don't pester her here, you can do your homework by yourself."
Rong Wan couldn't help but asked, "Dad, is Grandpa's operation very risky?"
"You have to be mentally prepared. Let's take a day off from school. Grandpa has surgery the day after tomorrow. Let's spend the day with him tomorrow." Father Jing thought he was afraid, and reprimanded: "You are a man. Still panicking? Stand up straight!"
Rong Wan: "... isn't this straight?"
"Go, go, go up and do your homework." Father Jing urged.
Rong Wan was driven back to the room like a sheep being chased.
Constant high class three.
There are no weekends in high school, the fans in the classroom are constantly turning, and the teacher in the physics class takes the roster and randomly selects people to answer questions.
"Jing Yizhi? Is this student a new transfer this semester? Get up and answer."
Yuan Yun paused at the tip of his pen.
Seeing that no one stood up in the class, the physics teacher pushed his glasses and was just a little puzzled, then Qiu Yaru said something extra, "Teacher, Jing Yizhi asked for leave. He has something to do at home, so he didn't come today."
She answered faster than monitor Liao Yu, so that Liao Yu couldn't utter the words "ask for leave" in his mouth.
"Oh." The physics teacher looked for the next lucky student on the roster.
As soon as Qiu Yaru let go of her hand, the students next to her joked: "Okay, Qiu Yaru, you know everything about Yicao in our class, why don't you chase after him? Last time he brought you food when he first came here, I'll go I have never seen anyone else treated like this, and I have inquired about it, and all the girls who approached Jing Yizhi to confess their love were rejected by him, and he is still single now!"
Liao Yu turned around and laughed at her: "That's right, you might as well be the monitor."
"Go, go." Qiu Yaru pushed back the two heads in front of her, a little bit annoyed, after a while, she turned her head and glanced carefully at Yuan Yun—
To be honest, she was really afraid that Yuan Yun would bully Jing Yizhi, otherwise, no matter how nice Jing Yizhi was to people, even with the central air conditioner, he wouldn't be able to fetch water for others, right? Wasn't the living Hades threatening him
Seeing Yuan Yun lowered her head to write the question, her black eyelashes suddenly raised, and stared at her inexplicably and accurately, she was startled and turned her neck back quickly.
Rong Wan didn't come to school all day, and the classmates still miss him very much. One or two in the class are asking what's wrong, and Rong Wan is in the hospital, the phone keeps beeping, either the phone or the class and the class. Private message.
Rong Wan took out his mobile phone and looked at it, he was taken aback, unread message 99, how could Jing Yizhi be so foolish? ! Just like a campus predator! When he was an artist, the contact information of various directors, screenwriters and directors did not add up to so many.
There are more than 900 QQ friends!
It is also classified with egg-painful non-mainstream slogans.
"Running is a bolt of spring lightning."
"When you smile, you are the most simple boy."
…
After Rong finished, his eyes went dark, he didn't know who was who, which category to click first.
Seeing him messing around for a long time, Father Jing gave him a stern look, and he opened his mouth to scold him for being unfilial. Fortunately, Mother Jing was still nearby, and stopped Father Jing. There is something important, baby, you go out and answer the phone first."
"It's okay, it's nothing important." Rong Wan hurriedly turned on the airplane mode on his phone, and then it stopped.
He went back to school the next day, and the people in class three seemed eager to hold another welcome party for him—of course, he paid for it.
Liao Yu asked: "I heard that you are sick? Are you okay?"
When Rong Wan thought about making a statistics of Jing Yizhi's more than 900 QQ friends with the system last night, and being busy until one o'clock in the night, he was miserable, and coped: "It's okay, it's okay."
He hooked his head and glanced at the second-to-last row by the window, Yuan Yun didn't come
This is really the first time since the beginning of school, Yuan Yun has come very early every day.
After he finished perfunctory the boys and girls who came up to greet him, he went to his seat and saw that it was empty, only Yuan Yun's tables and chairs were left. He was dumbfounded: "Where are my tables and chairs?"
Qiu Yaru pointed to the middle position in the third row, and said, "Old Lin asked you to sit there, and moved your desk and chair there."
The classroom is divided into three areas. Near the third row in the middle is obviously the gathering place for the three best students in the class. The class leader Liao Yu, the representatives of each subject, the class cadres, and the top students in the class except Yuan Yun sat there. . As soon as Jing Yizhi was transferred to this class, Lao Lin originally wanted to put him in that position, but he didn't expect that the child would inexplicably insist on sitting next to the prickly head in the back row, he was so anxious to death!
Both Qiu Yaru and Liao Yu persuaded: "Just sit in the middle, the classroom is so big, can you see the blackboard clearly when you sit at the back? And the head teacher is doing it for your own good, why do you have to sit with that kind of person..."
"What kind of person? I have very good eyesight." Rong Wan was so angry that he didn't even think about breaking up with them, and hurried to Lao Lin's office.
Lao Lin was making tea, and when he saw him running over, he also had a headache and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Teacher in charge, I don't want to change seats." Rong Wan said bluntly, "I want to ask what is the reason for changing me to the front."
"Let me tell you this, it's not suitable for you to sit at the back." Seeing that there were no other teachers in the office, Lao Lin put his teacup aside and said straight to the point: "Before you entered Henggao, your father specially told our teacher to take care of you. I arranged you to sit next to the outstanding top students. I didn’t want to give you a little trouble, but it was entirely for your own good! You will be in the third year of high school after finishing your studies this year, and you will take the college entrance examination soon. Do you still have time to play around in the back row? Think for yourself!"
Rong Wan retorted: "Isn't my deskmate the number one in the class? There are students with better grades than him in the third class? Why don't I know?"
Lao Lin suddenly got stuck: "—No, why are you so determined to sit with Yuan Yun?"
"Our brothers are good, we can have fun." Rong Wan said nonsense.
"Having fun?" Lao Lin laughed angrily. "The classmates in the class told me that you sat next to him, and he has ignored you since the beginning of school! How can he help you improve your grades by ignoring you?"
Rong Wan said: "He just doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't ignore me. He usually gives me a look at the problem-solving ideas after finishing the problem. Where can I find such a selfless deskmate?"
"..." Lao Lin retorted speechlessly, and almost fainted with anger, "That's not okay! He loves to fight! He loves to cause trouble! He's a thorn! He's a mud that can't be lifted! It's not the same way as you! You have broken it!"
Rong Wan didn't know how many people had heard this about Yuan Yun, and he held his breath in his heart, as if he had been hit by a stone and couldn't be relieved.
He clenched his fists, calmed down, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, not everyone can be born in a wealthy native family, and not everyone who is struggling on the edge of doom is hopeless. If you don’t reach out with a hand, at least don’t step on it. You say that he is a poor student and a mud that cannot be lifted up. I disagree. His grades are so good. He got full marks in every subject last semester. He came to school every day to study. No violation of discipline, just beat up that hypocrite Wang Zixuan once, and all the teachers and students in the school think he is a thorn, why? Do you all know the truth of the matter? Why can't it be that Wang Zixuan made a big mistake first?"
Lao Lin was so angry that his mind was buzzing: "..."
He said so much in one breath, thinking of the occasional wounds on Yuan Yun's body—or the green lumps hit by a chair, or the blood on his ears, he felt uncomfortable. He could understand how Lao Lin and some teachers in the school avoided them and regarded Yuan Yun as a plague. After all, domestic violence—the school cannot mediate.
Yuan Yun ran away when he was a child, and was arrested again. He didn't care about family affairs or the bureau, and only focused on mediation. Then what can he do, he can only harden his fist, so hard that his whole body is covered with thorn-like sharp edges, no one dares to get close, and will be cut if he gets close.
"I don't want to change seats, Mr. Lin, can I change back?" Rong Wan asked again, holding back the awkwardness in his heart.
Lao Lin saw him go around, and he went around in a big circle for this matter, and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe.
"You just want to change back, don't you?"
Rong Wan said firmly: "Yes."
"..." Lao Lin said, "Then how should I explain to your father?"
"No need to explain." Rong Wan's tone softened a bit, and said: "How about it, Mr. Lin, if I can enter the top 100 in the midterm exam, it will prove that sitting there will not delay my future."
"One hundred? You kid is really big!" Lao Lin didn't believe it at all. At the end of last semester, Jing Yiyi’s grades were only more than 700 grades, and there were a total of 1,000 students in grades. His grades were in the middle and lower reaches, and there are still more than two months before the midterm exam. How could it be possible in just over two months? Inside, there are more than 600 people who have improved. Do you really think that you are very talented
Rong Wan said: "Then it's not that you made this bet with me, can you still motivate me? Anyway, it's only two months, and the midterm exam will see the outcome."
Lao Lin stared at him for a long while, his head ached badly, and he thought where did Jing Yizhi come from to be gentle and polite? This way of talking is even more nonsense than him! In the end, his temples really hurt, and Lao Lin waved to him: "Go back."
"The seat...?"
Lao Lin said angrily: "It's up to you! But if you don't make it to the top 100 in the midterm exam, you fucking obediently change to the middle!"
Rong Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, thanked Lao Lin, and left the office.
But as soon as he opened the door of the office, he saw a familiar figure standing there with a trash can and a broom for cleaning the corridor in his hand, looking at him.
Rong Wan suddenly remembered that it was Yuan Yun's turn to clean up in shift three today, no wonder he was not seen in the classroom.
I don't know if it's because the morning sun has just risen and landed on Yuan Yun's face, the indifference and sharpness all over his body are much less, replaced by... dazed in the dark eyes.
He stared blankly at Rong Wan, pursing his lips, which turned pale.