The eight-year-old boy Gu Yu met ten-year-old Lu Chen for the first time outside the small gate of the Children's Paradise on Friday.
Side of the trash can.
The little boy with short white hair raised his head, carried a basket of still warm cookies, and asked the half-old boy who was a head taller than him: "Brother, do you buy cookies?"
The half-aged boy who was digging out the waste bottle into the bucket was startled by the sudden and tender voice.
As soon as he looked down, he saw a little white-haired male worm dressed in a small school uniform with an unbelievably delicate appearance, which reminded him of those expensive dolls in the window.
Lu Chen was a little embarrassed, he hid the plastic bag with the bottle behind him, stretched the wrinkled corner of his clothes with the other hand, his eyes wandered, and then focused on the toes of his white-washed shoes, his voice was very low: "No, no need… "
He may not be able to afford it.
But the little boy's basket was pressed in front of him again, and he smelled a sweet smell of cookies. Like this doll-like boy, it carried the scent of afternoon sunshine, which was out of tune with this cramped and narrow funnel alley.
"Brother, just help out, you don't need to spend any money, just buy my biscuits with the little red flower!"
The little white-haired boy looked at him with a pitiful look, as if Lu Chen ate his biscuits, how much benefit would it bring to the boy.
Ten-year-old Lu Chen had never been stared at by insects with such eyes.
Looking up, poor.
But equal and warm. Like sunshine, like the sweet smell of cookies in the air.
These are a pair of pale gray eyes, which should have been indifferent when they were calm, like the sky seen in the gaps in the mountains, dark and gloomy. But when he smiled with his eyes, those gloomy eyes also seemed to come alive, and they became stained with a creamy sweet taste.
Lu Chenxiang was bewildered by the smile, and nodded unexpectedly: "...Okay."
At that time, he was still immature, and at the age of ten, he was at an age where he was half-year-old and half-understood. Even if his mind was sensitive and precocious, the hand he stretched out to the little boy seemed so immature, worthy of a grasp, and fragile. Powerless, can't save too many things, can't save too many bugs, even himself can't even save.
The little boy took it out of the basket and handed him a piece of cardboard and a pen: "Just draw a little red flower, thank you big brother for your patronage."
Lu Chen guessed that this might be an activity in the lower grades of primary school. He was in the fifth grade and had the opportunity to participate in these extracurricular activities, but Lu Chen never responded to the group activities of the class. Every time he took a group photo, he was always the one who was absent.
One is that these activities are not free, and the other is that he feels it is unnecessary.
If you have time to do the housework outside, it is better to go back early and help the female father who only gets off work at night to do the housework. After finishing the homework, you can come out to pick up some nutrient solution and other bottles and jars to exchange for money.
Picking up rubbish is a technical job, not only has to be in time for the arrival of the city cleaning robot bug, but also has to compete with peers. These peers are considered grandfather Lu Shen, and when they see him, they will shout: "What's the matter with you little kid! You have to fight for food with us old guys!"
Having said that, Lu Chen, a three-good primary school student, was embarrassed to compete with these old grandpas for business, so he had to retreat from the alley to pick up some corner glass bottles.
Lu Chen first wiped his hand on the corner of his clothes, then took the pen and cardboard and drew a small red flower seriously. He is very good at painting this, since he was a child, he has obtained too much, and he is familiar with it, but it is good-looking, but it is not worth the money.
The ten-year-old Lu Chen was very realistic. He took over a pack of cookies from the little boy. This was the first time he had exchanged little red flowers for something practical.
What is practical
Not to starve, not to be poor, fame and glory all come second, and that is utility.
He thanked him and carefully tucked the neatly packaged bag of cookies into his coat pocket.
The good-looking white-haired boy looked at him curiously and asked, "Brother, don't you try it?"
Lu was silent for a while, but was disrespectful, so he took out the bag again, opened it cautiously, picked up a piece of it, and fastened the bag before putting it into his mouth and eating it seriously.
"How is it?" The pupils of the good-looking little male insect were indifferent colors, and he always looked at the insect through a layer of frost or fog, but Lu Chen read out some expectations inside.
"The taste... It's delicious." Lu Chen commented and hesitated again, "Did you make it?"
He thought that this little male should be very concerned about the taste of what he made, so he kept chasing after him and asking.
"Uh..." The boy tilted his head, "probably, maybe, it should be... I did it."
Gu Yu thought, the teacher and classmates helped him make it, and in the end he closed the oven door by himself - rounding up, it means he did it, everything is fine.
Lu Chen didn't quite understand what "probably, maybe" meant, but he felt that the taste was very good, so he wanted to take the rest back and give it to the female father who came home after hard work.
It's been a long time since they moved to this alley, and it's been a long time since they have eaten something extravagant like dim sum other than three meals a day.
In fact, Lu Chen has always understood that there is nothing really unnecessary in the world. It's like this extracurricular activity, like a hungry cookie snack.
No need, leisure - it means having time and money to splurge, which means that for him, it is a distant luxury.
Is fate unfair? Maybe so.
But there is so much injustice in this world. Lu Chen has not lived a life of wealth and wealth. He seems to have been working hard since he was born. When he was in the original home, he would run errands for the maid above, his brothers and brothers, and help the housekeeper to share the housework. Leaving that home and living with his female father was just a more willing way to continue his toil.
Idle, means useless, means sin.
Once Lu Chen is allowed to stop one day and really stay at home, maybe he will be more anxious and difficult to adapt.
So Lu Chen didn't have time to feel sorry for himself and his fate. Hatred and injustice are hard to bruise him. He has to use every quarter of an hour, every moment of his breath, to do useful things, to do the most efficient things, and to win the opportunity to change his destiny for himself.
Lu Chen knew that he was just an ordinary female, the kind of female that the empire lacked most. Every month, every day, every minute and every second, countless female worms like him are born in the hospitals of the empire.
These females are huge in number, crowded in the bottom of the society, and they are mediocre and diligent for a lifetime, and even the fire pit that his female father once jumped into—marrying a male can’t do it. But who can say that they are not important
Who can say that Lu Chen, who is now ten years old, is not important in the future
Lu Chen never felt that he was inferior, even if his biological male father disliked them so much—no, not even disgust, when the male insect looked at him and his female father aloofly, his eyes were so light that he didn't care. , as if staring at a tiny grass mustard or ant on the side of the road, indifferent, suffocating him more than disgust.
Lu Chen was forced to look back at his existence.
A female worm that is absolutely not lacking in the empire, her head is a little smart, but she is not so smart that she can be a genius and change her destiny in one fell swoop.
They are not as strong as normal females, and they are even as thin as bamboo poles after being hungry for a long time. It's not as slender and soft as the average female, and she can't get better at both ends.
Therefore, he may have spent all his luck in this life ahead of time. He is so ordinary, in such ordinary weather and in such an ordinary place, there is a one in ten thousand chance that his luck is not worth it. .
—I was met by a little boy who was younger than him, very good-looking, as if he was not a world, and was as warm as a sunshine, and gave him all the cookies.
"So I'll sell you this basket of cookies, okay, big brother?" The boy's white feather-like eyelashes fluttered like transparent wings.
"Then you can fill this card with red flowers and give it to me?"
The square paper was filled with little red flowers one by one. The strokes are carefully outlined, the red is vigorous, bright and upward.
"The painting is really great! Thank you very much for your patronage, big brother!"
"Well, but still, each little red flower is drawn a little differently." A hint of slyness flashed in the boy's gray pupils, his index finger was on his lips, "Shh, brother, you have to help me keep it a secret, by the teacher It's not good to find out."
…
"Ah! Gu Xiongzi! The teacher asked everyone to come to the door for a group photo. Are you sold out of biscuits? They've been sold all afternoon!"
A female in the same school uniform as the little boy stood at the door and called.
"Come - come -" Gu Yu's tone dragged on, his face full of reluctance.
He was stuffing the basket into Lu Chen's hand when the teacher came over and called again: "Gu Yu, come here, come take a picture! Huh? Who is that kid over there? - That little classmate, can you please come and help us? Can you take a picture?"
"One is fine, but trouble!"
Lu Chen was carrying a basket full of cookies in one hand, while the other hand was pulled over by the little male bug. The teacher enthusiastically put the little bug's eye camera into his hand.
"Well, please, this little classmate, be sure to take pictures of our whole class!"
Lu Chen was pushed in front of the whole class of second-grade pupils, holding the bug-eye camera in his hand, feeling a little cramped.
Reluctant to be pulled over to the standing white-haired little boy, he raised his head and smiled at him from a distance, as if to comfort him, and winked again, as if to say that it should be kept secret.
Perhaps the light was too good that evening.
Lu Chen suddenly felt that this scene was indeed worth preserving forever.
The teacher was still trying his best to soothe: "Everyone stand still, stand still! Don't push and shout, don't make loud noises! Quiet, quiet!"
"Can you learn from Gu Yu from the first row? Although he usually doesn't like to participate in group activities, he is always the quietest one!"
"But teacher," some children raised their hands, "It's clear that Gu Xiongzi is too lazy to talk and too lazy to move!"
The whole class laughed, the teacher held his forehead, and Gu Yu was smiling at the eyes outside the camera, as if he was not in a world with his surroundings.
This image, through the hands of another ten-year-old boy, was preserved forever.
"I see, one last laugh!"
Gu Yu stared at the playground for a while, then suddenly woke up.
"What?" Moore didn't respond for a while.
Gu Yu bowed his head and said to himself, "I should have known this earlier. At that time, there would be no insects here except for us. After a few days, the playground was demolished."
Moore sensed the key point from his broken words: "Have you been here before, Major Gu?"
Gu Yu didn't have time to explain, and before the group of pursuers who couldn't leave behind him arrived, he took Mole to a big tree in front of the playground and digged. Moer was confused, followed the male worm to dig in confusion, and actually dug out an iron box.
The box is not big, it is filled with all kinds of strange things, mecha figures, bear dolls, letters in envelopes, small notes of various colors, and finally a photo is pressed at the bottom.
Moore leaned over to look at it, and was stunned for a while: "Is this... a group photo of a spring outing in an elementary school?"
Gu Yu explained briefly: "I came to this spring outing when I was in elementary school, and when I left later, the teacher in the class asked us to put our babies in this time capsule, write down what we wanted to say to our future self, and then bury them in this time capsule. Under the tree, you can come and take it when it grows up."
In that group photo, almost all the insects were smiling, and even the teacher who was holding his forehead by the side had a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.
Moore suddenly realized: "Is this the 'last laugh'?"
No wonder no insects have completed the task before, who would have thought that this was a photo of Zhang Zongge, and it was buried under a tree.
In general, difficulty and reward are usually proportional.
After the nc boy handed in the results, Gu Yu and Moore, a poor and silent two bug team, finally deployed several 50-point and 60-point damage grabs, and the ammunition was full of the panel library. The bottom players are promoted to Star Coin High Play.
Just after leaving the playground, the three remaining teams on the field luckily bumped into them at the door.
The three-way force is imminent.
Rhea is still at the forefront: "Major Gu, are you still running this time? Didn't you run quite fast before?"
The last update of the green circle, the scope stopped on the street of Funnel Alley, and Gu Yu really had no chance to run.
Being flanked by two teams in the center, Gu Yu was not in a hurry.
He slowly loaded the gun one by one, and said, "It's just right, I'm too lazy to run anymore."
…
Half an hour later, Rhea used his strength to swallow back the words he let out, and all of them backfired on him.
God knows, with the care of equipment, and the care without equipment, it is not the same bug!
And it was obviously two teams attacking, but Gu Yu and Moer caught their team chasing after them, and the funnel alley was only so big. Running out is eliminated, and when you catch up behind, it is also eliminated. Rhea and other insects explained it with their strength. What is the wings are also difficult to run.
The other team is even more inexplicable. It is obviously a three-way battlefield. Why are we so redundant
Look at the opposite battlefield, brutal, really brutal. Sigh, really sad.
Are imperial males so fierce now? Respectful, reverent.
Finally, the panel prompts.
- Current number of survivors: 5.
After the Rhea team was completely destroyed, after another round of elimination, Gu Yu sent two worms from the other side to the examination room. When the number in the field reached five, a small firework of warm celebration popped up on all the remaining insect panels.
[Congratulations to the five candidates present for their successful promotion! ]
[Congratulations to Major Moore, Major Alec, Captain Yeli… ]
[Congratulations to Lieutenant Colonel Gu Yu! ]