Bamboo horse fell from the sky

In fact, Yu Ran never complained about Chen Xue, whether it was the hard life in the past, or the rich and superior life in Beicheng later.As a parent, she has given enough.

He just doesn't understand why no one ever asks about his wishes.

They put a material label on his life, measuring every aspect of him by their own standards of evaluation.

But no one ever asked him what his standards were.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, Yu Ran sat up and called in.

Chen Xue came in with the peeled fruit. She put the fruit plate on the lingering bedside table, then took out a key from her pocket and put it next to the fruit plate.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, and you said you're moving in this weekend. Here's the key."

After speaking, Chen Xue instructed: "If you are not used to living here, you can come back anytime."

Yu Ran didn't think he would get used to it.

If he really wanted to make some fuss about his habits, those few years in Beicheng were what he was least used to.

"Actually, mom is quite worried. It's too far away from your school, and it's inconvenient to go to and from school every day. Also, you live by yourself, so you have to worry about cooking and everything..."

Yu Ran suddenly interrupted Chen Xue: "Isn't that the same as when I first arrived in Beicheng?"

He raised his eyes and smiled: "Didn't I live alone when I first went to Beicheng?"

Chen Xue was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she didn't know how to answer.

What Yu Ran said was right, when she and Yu Ran's father had just gone to Beicheng, she and Yu Ran's father had no time to take care of Yu Ran because of the difficulties in their careers.

Yu Ran didn't even have time to make lunch, so he had to pay him to solve it by himself.

Thinking about it now, it was no different from Yu Ran living alone.And how old was Yu Ran at that time?Twelve or thirteen years old.

She has always felt guilty about what happened back then.

"Mom knows." Chen Xue's eyes dodged a little, she couldn't find anything else to persuade her, she sighed and stood up and left the room.

Suddenly, Yu Ran's phone vibrated, he clicked on it, and found that Shen Chi had sent him a message.

Shen Chi: What would you like to eat in the afternoon?

Ever since Yu Ran tasted the school cafeteria once, he never wanted to patronize the sad place that left him a psychological shadow.It just so happened that Shen Chi, who brought his own lunch box, offered to bring extra meals for Yu Ran.

As for why Yu Ran didn't bring his own food, it was because he didn't want to tell Chen Xue, and the food cooked by Shen Chi's mother was very delicious.

He has been hungry for several years.

Shen Chi: My mother is not at home today, so I can only wrong you to try my handicraft.

Yu Ran's lips unconsciously brought a little smile, and the haze just now dissipated unknowingly.

He types quickly.

ash: Can you eat it?

Shen Chi: It should not be poisonous.

ash: Can you know sweet and sour fish?

ash: The little dinosaur picks its nose. jpg

Shen Chi: ...

Shen Chi: Let me ask you another way.

Shen Chi: Do you want shredded potatoes or fried vegetables.

ash: I don't know how to answer at the moment

ash: how about we order takeaway

ash: How about KFC?

Shen Chi: OK.

Yu Ran whistled towards the phone screen, and then opened Shen Chi's profile picture leisurely.

He just added Shen Chi's wechat today, and he hasn't had time to take a closer look.

Shen Chi's profile picture is a photo, and Yu Ran can tell that it is a photo of his bedroom window sill.

He silently mocked Shen Chi's "dumbness" in his heart, and then clicked into Shen Chi's circle of friends.

The latest post was posted four days ago, and the text part is just one word: 'light'.Accompanied by a blurry photo, a hand twirling a burning match, surrounded by pitch blackness.

Taking a cursory glance at Yu Ran, he knew that it was Shen Chi's hand. This photo was not an online picture, and there was a high probability that Shen Chi took it himself.

In fact, it looks so artistic.

Yu Ran continued to scroll down, and found that Shen Chi's circle of friends was very boring, most of them were photos taken by himself, and then accompanied by a paragraph of text.

Well, he admits that he is quite literary and not at the same level as his chatty circle of friends.

After thinking about it, he frowned again.

Tsk, no, you can't step on it.He obviously also has literary talents, okay?

Yu Ran acted immediately, and posted a circle of friends by himself. The content was not much, just four words.

ash: master of literature and art - I

As soon as he finished posting, comments immediately popped up one by one.

[Su Ang: Look at my son, he is daydreaming again]

[Old Xu: When did Brother Ran start to follow the literary style? 】

[Lan Chen: Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors. 】

[Shen Chi: Really?I do not believe. 】

Afterburn:. ． ． ． ． ．

[ash replied to Shen Chi: Do you believe it or not! 】

*

The information sent by Su Ang solved his urgent needs. In the afternoon class, the teacher was spitting on the podium, and Yu Ran started to learn from the senior's notes below.

He no longer has to slam dry textbooks late at night. With notes, he can finally let himself go, and he can easily study by himself under the white noise of lectures.

If Li Hongda on the podium knew that Yu Ran compared his lectures to white noise, the old teacher would probably tear up the blackboard in anger.

Yu Ran actually has a set of high standards for himself, he can indulge himself as he likes, but the premise is that his name must be firmly engraved on the front position.

Strength is the confidence to indulge.This is the survival rule of Beicheng Middle School.

Holding the pen body, he focused his attention on the practice questions at hand, without even raising his head.

During this period, Qin Ke planned to ask Yu Ran a fill-in-the-blank question, but just as he turned around, he was overwhelmed by the powerful learning aura around Yu Ran.

He turned back embarrassingly, pulled Zhuo Xiayang who was sorting out his notes and said in a low voice: "Brother Ran, this is too scary. He hasn't even said a word since he picked up the pen."

Zhuo Xiayang looked up, then immediately looked away.

He leaned down and whispered: "You don't understand, this is called the aura of a student god."

As soon as Zhuo Xiayang finished speaking, Yu Ran stood up suddenly.

Yu Ran rolled up the draft book, grabbed a red pen and walked towards the podium.

"...This is the first time I see Yu Ran asking the teacher a question." Qin Ke said in shock.

"He's also a student." Shen Chi's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Qin Ke was taken aback for a moment.

That's right, Yu Ran is a student, a student who is learning and exploring just like them.

He will also have knowledge points that he does not understand, and he will also encounter problems that he cannot do.

Qin Ke thought of the envy and unwillingness lingering in his heart during this period, and suddenly felt ashamed.

The reason why Yu Ran can be so good is not only his talent, but also his own hard work and hard work.

But he deified Yu Ran, attributed his achievements to his illusory talent and ignored his dedication.He obviously always asks Yu Ran questions, but he once felt unwilling because of his talent.

"Brother Chi, you are right." Qin Ke nodded solemnly: "I understand."

"Understand what?" Zhuo Xiayang was confused: "Of course Yu Ran is a student, otherwise what else could it be?"

Qin Ke sighed, and said quietly: "It's nothing, I'm small."

Yu Ran returned to his seat after asking, not knowing what happened during the time he was away.

He pinched the brows that were slightly sour, and then started to write again.

"You can rest for a while." Shen Chi saw his eyebrows frowning unconsciously, and reminded: "Two classes have passed."

After hearing this, Yu Ran closed the notebook and let out a long breath.

His high-speed brain is indeed a little tired, but he also studied like this when he was in Beicheng.

No, it should be said that everyone is like this.

Once I start studying every day, I am so busy that I feel dizzy. Sometimes when I am really tired, I will find time to refresh my mobile phone for a while. Most of the rest of the time is spent working hard. Only the moment and a half after returning to the dormitory is the real relaxation. time.

Nothing can be easily obtained, only he knows how the students of Beicheng Middle School got their grades.

That is not the pain that flowers and applause can offset.

"Yeah." Yu Ran yawned, and then saw the question book spread out on Shen Chi's desk in a blink of an eye.

He gave it to Shen Chi two days ago.

I saw Shen Chi carefully sketching and recording with a pen, and even circled what he had written for key annotations.

Yu Ran felt a little itchy in the palm of his hand, and couldn't help scratching it.

Suddenly I was a little embarrassed what was going on.

Shen Chi noticed that Yu Ran was watching, and smiled with a raised lip: "Notes are very useful."

Shen Chi highly praised the hard-to-write question book that was complained by thousands of students from Beicheng Middle School day and night. Old Xu must have burst into tears when he heard it.

Yu Ran smiled and said, "It's fine if you think it's useful."

*

Tomorrow is the weekend holiday, and there are two weekly exams in the Peiyou class tonight.

English and minor subjects.

Fortunately, there are lessons learned from the past in mathematics. The teachers no longer advocated that students should hand in the papers in advance. The students in the first class all agreed with this, and said that whoever did the papers again would be fined to clean the toilet.

After being baptized by Qin Ke's resentful gaze, Yu Ran swore to the other party that even if he was so bored that he would silently write Li Sao on the English paper, he would not hand in the paper in advance.

Qin Ke set his gaze on Shen Chi's head.

Shen Chi: "..."

Shen Chi: "Same."

Qin Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, Qin Ke happily hummed a little tune after the exam, obviously feeling good about himself.

"Brother Ran! Let's go to the Internet cafe on weekends!" He blinked at Yu Ran, his round eyes were as bright as stars.

Qin Ke has no hobbies, but loves to play games. He loves to play any game. When he can't solve the problem, he borrows Yu Ran's mobile phone Fighting the Landlord. After a few days, Yu Ran finds that his number of beans has doubled.

"No, I have to move on the weekend." Yu Ran packed his things into his schoolbag, and looked up at Shen Chi.

"I have to help him." Shen Chi, who was also invited by Qin Ke, also spoke.

"Ah—then I can only go with Zhuo Xiayang." Qin Ke sighed in disappointment.

"Why are you so disappointed, are you not good with me?" Zhuo Xiayang's tone was very aggrieved, and with his big figure, it looked extraordinarily funny.

"No, your technique is too slow."

"..."

Over there, Qin Ke and Zhuo Xiayang were still arguing back and forth, while Yu Ran had already made an appointment with Shen Chi.

"I'll arrive at about one o'clock in the afternoon." After thinking for a while, Yu Ran said, "You don't need to help me, most of my things have already been moved there."

But Shen Chi just asked: "Have you bought all your daily necessities?"

Yu Ran was startled.

No, his dad just refurbished the furniture and the interior, as for daily necessities. ． ． ． ． ．

As if...as if...unprepared.

Pinch mom, it's embarrassing again.