Chapter 7: Start reading

Wei Qian once dreamed that one day a reporter would find a dog-like person like him and his brother and sister in such an old pipe house, and then the reporter would take a few photos with a big stroke. With the nauseating question of "Aspiring young people working for younger siblings going to school, and carrying a home on the shoulders of young people", there will be government agencies to come and give them money, and there will be all kinds of large sums of money that go to their homes. Donate, and he just needs to be on TV and hold a big check with them to take a picture.
However, reports like "poor college students", "poor middle school students" and "poor elementary school students" are still broadcast on TV every day, but none of them find Wei Qian.
Probably there were too many poor people that year, and you also had to queue up for numbers on TV just like buying a car later.
It's almost the end of the period. The weather is getting colder. The day is still not bright when we go out in the morning. Wei Qian rides a second-hand bicycle and goes out wearing a moon and stars.
He didn't have gloves. When he arrived at school, his hands were almost frozen, and he had to lower his head and run upstairs, while rubbing his hands quickly.
On this day, he happened to meet his class teacher when he was going upstairs. The class teacher is a middle-aged female teacher with the last name Li. He is very good at him—such as Wei Qian who reads carefully, has good grades, and has a low-key attitude. If the troubled student happens to be more spiritual and the teacher is a woman, basically he is destined to be the kind of person that the teacher particularly loves at school.
老师 Teacher Li stopped him: "Hey, I just happened to meet a guy, come and help me move something!"
Wei Qian helped her to bring back the twenty pounds of rice and two barrels of oil newly sent from the school, and carried them all the way to her office. Teacher Li asked with a smile: "Did you have breakfast?"
Wei Qian paused and shook his head.
Mr. Li took a piece of bread and a ham sausage from under the table and handed it to him: "Let's get up in the morning, get up late, take it to eat."
Wei Qian smiled a little embarrassed, and thanked him.
Mr. Li didn't know his family situation. At that time, the children in high school all wore school uniforms. The boys were all the same, with the exception of those who loved cleanliness. The brand bags and bags bought on the street stalls were full of stuff. Without the original shape, and the girl asked for a small potato chip bucket, eat it, poke it on the table is a pen holder.
At that time, people were unexpectedly equal, and on the surface, they couldn't see which was the mayor's son and which was an orphan who had to work odd jobs to survive.
Only at the beginning of the school, there was a questionnaire about the family situation. There was a column for the parent's work unit. Wei Qian stared at that space for a long time, and finally wrote the words "individual" in a random way ...
Anyway, no one asked him if he was alive or dead.
踮 Teacher Li stomped his feet and patted his shoulder, and said, "Come on, today is Monday. Ready to raise the flag. Go back and watch it twice more. Don't forget it."
It is the school's old tradition to raise the flag for each class to send students to the stage. Wei Qian couldn't help but stand up before he came to the podium—not because he was nervous, but when he got a stick on his back during the melee last night and got up in the morning. Look, Wu Qing is a piece of it, weird.
Wei Qian stood on the stage without a manuscript, and spoke like a stream of words and finished his speech full of dreams and themes. As usual, the applause of all the yawning classmates was perfunctory.
Wei Qian smiled very lightly, then took two steps back and gave the microphone to the host.
When he was about to step down, Wei Qian finally stood on the high podium, glancing around the campus—
A row of yellow ginkgo trees that are about to fall, a standard 400-meter sports field, a red brick teaching building, students in school uniforms, and more important things ... and a few large cherry trees in front of the teaching building, which are said to be from the south The cherry tree and the native species are hybridized. Every spring, the petals floating down have a thick layer, which can bury people's feet. Unfortunately, he didn't have enough time to attend the school in autumn.
Wei Qian seems to be putting all this into his eyes, and then he turns around and walks down the podium without looking back down the stairs.
He returned to the classroom before everyone disbanded, quickly packed up everything, picked up the application for withdrawal in advance, and went to the direction of the Academic Affairs Office.
The director did not understand the student's situation, but just asked the reason routinely. Wei Qian didn't want to make himself like a poor out-of-school child-it was useless to say it, and the school might get him out of sympathy after a difficult turnover Bursary, but his main problem is not bursary, he needs more money, or more time to make money to support his family.
I ca n’t solve the problem, why show his fragile self-esteem to the crowd?
As a result, Wei Qian, who had committed the second disease, only casually explained that his family would move to another country and could not continue reading here.
Leaving the Academic Affairs Office, he passed the basketball court, and the basketball sports specialty was training. A ball flew towards him. He reached out quickly, then whistled and lost it. The boys on the stadium waved at him far away: "Thank you buddy!"
Wei Qian smiled at him, but immediately, his smile dried up, he stopped no more, and quickly walked down.
Wei Qian carried his heavy schoolbag to a tattered uncle not far away, dumped out all the books and papers in the bag, and sold a dime. Wei Qian put together eight cents, and used these two. Qian bought a carnation, slipped into her office while Mr. Li was in class, put the flowers on her desk, and then left the school carrying an empty bag.
He rode a bicycle home, and the two as early as selling Mazi mother-in-law had not yet closed their stalls. Asako met Wei Qian and asked in amazement: "Seven-Yi-Qianer, how did you get back and come back? Forget, Forget, forget something ... "
Wei Qian got out of the car, threw the empty schoolbag behind him, and calmly interrupted his words: "No, Mazi, I don't think about it."
Asako didn't respond for a moment, what did he mean, and dumbly repeated: "No, no, no thought?"
Wei Wei Qian: "Well, I dropped out of school."
Ramie's response is always slow, and it is probably a problem in his mind. Wei Qian sometimes wonders if he slapped him, and it took him a minute to realize the pain.
He had a problematic brain standing in place, for more than half a minute, his blushing little cricket blushed into a piece of hot iron carbon, and his chest was violently undulating. After a while, his eyes suddenly Full of tears.
Then Asako rushed at him and shoved it against Wei Qian's chest. Wei Qian took a stun, the bicycle fell to the ground, and 轱 辘 was still spinning around in circles.
Asako opened her mouth and snorted aloud, "Oh, ohhhhh", the more anxious the more she couldn't speak, and he stunned him with a blush and a thick neck. In the end, he couldn't bear it, he cried with a throat, his voice was screaming, and his ears cried .
Although he speaks unfavorably, he has a good, sad voice.
谦 Wei Qian's chest was clogged.
Perhaps in his long life, dropping out of school is not a big deal, but for a teenager who has been studying hard and looking forward to this can change his destiny, dropping out of school is like the crumbling sky he has been trying to support. Collapsed.
But the sky collapsed, and Wei Qian didn't want to cry with Mazi on the road, it was ugly.
So Wei Qian just bent down and covered the sad expression on his face by the action of the moped. Then he raised his head and squeezed a careless, even disdainful smile at Mazi: "What are you crying for? Stupid, I have n’t died yet. Withdraw from school and leave, do n’t you all go? How big is it, what about it?

Ramie is crying even harder, hissing exhausted, forgetting why.
Wei Qian was speechless at last. He was carrying an old canvas bag, standing with his hands two steps away from Mazi, and watching his silly brother wipe his tears with his hands.
The dry, cold wind and tears with salt burst open the frozen crack in Mazi's hand, exposing the young and flesh inside.
This long winter begins with the crying sound of a fritter, a little poodle.
Wei Qian embarked on his professional hooligan career, he became an unknown little thug under Le Ge.
The 14-year-old half-old child was just picked up, the flesh hadn't kept up with the bones, and his face was still childish. He showed Le Ge a scene and was quiet every day, because he was inseparable from those three words. There is really nothing to say about the grandfathers, but they are always tougher than others, and he seems to have an indescribable spirit in his heart.
Le Ge was very disappointed at first. After all, he had great expectations for Wei Qian. He originally wanted to send Wei Qian to the university and let him study law or finance majors. Le Ge thought that his own business could not be bought or sold. He can't see how old he is. If he wants to be successful, he will need to be managed by someone who can dig into the law and make false accounts. This person must be clever and completely trustworthy.
Le Ge's chest originally lined up his troops and outlined his future grand blueprint. Everyone has a one-to-one number for whatever purpose, but he did not expect that Wei Qian, who had been expected by himself, could not be so messy on the wall. , He dropped him out of high school.
For a while, Le Ge no longer paid attention to Wei Qian, because it was useless.
Alas, he did not expect that after a year of silence, the kid became famous.
After all, Wei Qian is a teenager, and his physical strength is not comparable to a real adult. Therefore, the
physical work
of thugs is not dominant, and Le Ge does n’t value him. Generally, he just keeps him on duty during the day—Le Ge ’s name The entertainment venue is actually a night club. Although it is open during the day, it is just a common place to eat. Only at night is there a highlight.
I really have trouble, usually go at night, this is the industry consensus.
Who knows that there are 36 gangsters and gangsters, but the real gangster gangs also have bad practitioners and contempt for professional ethics-those people belong to another entertainment city in this city. Since Le Ge is a local snake, it is because people are not in the local area.
下 His underlings are an extraordinary man, and he has gathered a few characteristics such as shortness of breath, shamelessness, and so on.
This person pondered for a while, thinking that they might not be able to go to work at night, afraid to get in and out, but not afraid to disobey the orders of the boss, so he ran to the nightclub in the bright daylight to make trouble.
The other party brought dozens of strong men who were strong and capable, and they went to the night club of Xiao Shu with great vigor and energy.
When I look at the place during the day, either a security guard hired through a serious pipe or a half-old child like Wei Qian who is placed in a vase by Le Ge, can dress up and can't see the truth.
The people who came to the kick hall were not good at first sight, and no one dared to stop in.
The leader, sitting on the back of the hall, made trouble by making it clear, swearing loudly, and teasing the little girl who served the plate. The wine bottle broke the ground, and the few guests who had already eaten were scared to stand up. To go.
The lobby manager frowned, and whispered to the little brothers below, and asked them to call Le Ge.
In the end, before the little brother had time to go, Wei Qian, wearing the uniform of the entertainment city, walked expressionlessly. A troublemaker thought he was a small security guard to stop him, grabbed his collar, and didn't leave him in the slightest. In the eyes: "Call your boss, don't come out and be a smart boy ..."
没 The word "cannon fodder" was not spoken. He suddenly changed his tone. The man screamed and let go of Wei Qian in a hurry. He stepped back five or six steps in a row, and his face was terrified.
I saw a big blood on his chest, and the blood sprayed out like a fountain. People discovered that Wei Qian was holding a machete for chopping bones in the kitchen.
Wei Qian chopped people with no slackness. When he slashed down, he didn't wipe his face. He stabbed the knife with one hand and picked up a half-broken wine bottle with one hand. He didn't say a word, didn't even say a word, it was like killing. The father and foe rushed up to melee.
You Youdao is "afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being killed." These people avoided the peak flow of people at night and picked up troubles during the day when they were clean.
As a result, more than a dozen people were killed on the spot by a deadly man, and his legendary Jin Yu watch and bear bag were completed.
Brother Lele heard that when this incident brought people in a hurry, the battle was over, and he saw blood and drinks at the scene.
Half of the teenager with a body had a white vest left. He sat on the sofa, stretched his arms and let the three chubby rushed to clear the broken glass mule on his arm. His hands were unnatural. The ground hangs down, I do not know whether it is dislocated or fractured.
However, he didn't seem to know the pain, didn't say a word, didn't even look at it, just lowered his head and smoked a cigarette intently.