School grass is reborn to save me

Cen Qinghui was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone over and over again, the reason was very simple - the summer vacation was coming to an end, and he had stockpiled nearly a hundred empty practice papers.

It's true that the squirrels before winter were not as diligent as him.

After doing a hundred mental constructions, he took out a coin from his pocket and threw it at the ceiling—if it broke, he would get up and do his homework!

While Cen Qingyun was waiting for the expected result, the coin touched the ceiling and fell into the gap of the ceiling light.

Cen Qingxuan's eyes widened, "What kind of luck is this? God just confiscated all the options?"

Just as he was thinking about how to move the bed and desk to get the coin back, the phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Cen Qinghui said quickly and softly while covering her phone: "Do you want takeaway? When will my skewers arrive? Let me tell you, when you come, hang the skewers on the handle of my door. Take it yourself, don't knock on the door!"

My mother is writing a thesis in the study, if she finds out that Cen Qingxuan ordered takeaway, she will definitely break his newly grown ribs.

The other end of the phone was silent for about a second, and a slightly low but pleasant voice sounded.

"Hi sir, the average daily traffic of 100 million people in the whole year, the city center, the subway along the street, the best option for investment within 30 yuan, do you want to know more about it?"

Is the little brother who is making sales calls now have such a good voice?Cen Qinghui had to admit that she was killed by the other party's voice.

If it was normal, he would have hung up the phone long ago.But I couldn't stand the solemn and abstinent aura that the other party was clearly selling a shop.If the math teacher had such a voice, Cen Qingxuan promised that she would never fall asleep in class.

Just when Cen Qingyun wanted to tease the other party, he heard a very slight breathing sound, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

Is it your first sales pitch so you're nervous?

"Then tell me, which subway station it is."

Since the voice is nice, let's chat for a while.

"Subway Jiuyun Station."

Why do you just say so few words? If your voice sounds good, you have to give full play to your advantages!What if the person who answers the phone is not a little brother like me, but a voice-activated rich woman?

"Huh?" Cen Qinghui gave a reminder to continue.

"The Kowloon Cloud Station of the subway belongs to the central hub of the urban area, and the peak number of students and office workers commuting and transferring every day can reach tens of millions. The store I recommend to you has a usable area of ​​[-] square meters, which is very suitable for renting out fast food such as fried chicken and milk tea. Eliminate the brand."

The corners of Cen Qinghui's mouth curled up. With such a serious voice, what would happen if she became shy?

"But how do I remember that a takoyaki shop, a bread shop, and a milk tea shop have been closed there? It doesn't seem very busy. Otherwise, if you are acting like a baby with me, I will consider helping you complete the business? "

"Actually, you just like my voice." The other party was not shy at all, but suddenly exposed Cen Qinghui.

"What did you say?"

Cen Qinghui has a little bit of voice control, whether it's watching anime or playing games, he likes characters with good CV voices.

There was a game complaint call, and even because the voice of the customer service was nice, it took half an hour to find various reasons to talk to the other party. After hanging up, the friend who played the game together presented him with super long eyes.

"There are still five seconds." The other party said.

"What five seconds?" Cen Qingyu was stunned.Why doesn't this person play cards according to common sense, and what he said makes him a little bit incomprehensible?

In the first second, there was a "ding dong" sound from outside the door, and the queen mother who was finishing her papers in the opposite study came out.

The next second, the queen mother opened the door, and the takeaway brother said, "Your takeaway has arrived."Cen Qingmei's heart skipped a beat, he was going to die!

In the third second, the queen mother said "thank you" to the delivery boy gently and politely.

In the fourth second, the door closed.

In the fifth second, Cen Qingyi covered her ears in advance, and the roar penetrated the living room and bedroom.

It turned out to be "There are five seconds left and your mother is about to enter the battlefield"!

"Cen Qinghui—you're going to die! The injury is just right and you order takeaway! Do you want to reincarnate early to end our mother-child relationship by eating this kind of junk food!"

It's over!It must be because of the advertisement of the store, the phone for takeaway couldn't come in, so it was delivered directly to the door.

How could it be such a coincidence, could it be that the person who sells the store also works part-time to deliver food?

Jiao Ting opened the door, leaning towards the door with a skewer in her hand like a brand-name bag, like a fashion advertisement.

"Cen Qinghui, you really are living a life of endless delivery."

"Mom... Isn't it a whole vacation, I haven't even touched a little chili? It's too bland in my mouth..."

"Yeah, why didn't that broken rib poke your stomach?"

"I'm your own son, don't curse me like that."

"You are not my own, you are a gift from a takeaway."

The small takeaway barbecue he ordered was finally delivered by her mother to the college students upstairs.

It wasn't until Jiao Ting went back to the study that Cen Qinghui remembered the "five-second prediction" of the phone call just now. He found out the phone number and dialed it back, but the other party turned off the phone!

How strange!

Forget it, maybe by "five seconds to go" that person meant five seconds off work.

The first day of high school is still here.

At the end of last semester, Cen Qinghui accidentally fell from the second floor of the teaching building, and fell on the muddy ground after the rain.The person did not fall badly, but several ribs were cracked.

He still remembers when he was being carried into the ambulance, he caught a glimpse of a shallow pit in the mud that was one to one with his own.

Later, when his childhood friend and classmate Xia Zhi came to see him at the hospital, he said that the hole was a bit big, and the school hadn’t filled it in, so that Xia Zhi could see it in every tutoring class during the summer vacation, as long as he walked away and looked out the window. .

This is a different kind of companionship.

Thanks to broken ribs, she couldn't eat a lot of food. Cen Qinghui lost 20 catties while lying down. When she put on her summer blue and white school uniform, not only the collar was tilted to one side, but also the trousers of the school uniform hung on her waist and were precarious.

There was really no other way, Cen Qingxuan found a needle, and was about to pierce it into his trouser waist, when the phone suddenly vibrated, and the tip of the needle touched his skin.

"Hiss! Is she skinny like a princess and the pea? I didn't feel poked by a pen before!"

He took out his mobile phone and found that it was an unknown text message: [It is not suitable to take the bus today].

"Which scam message is this to promote superstition? The young master rides a bicycle in class!"

He put his mobile phone in his pocket, put on his schoolbag and rushed downstairs.

Xia Zhi was waiting for him by the side of the road, with one foot on the curb. Because of swimming for a long time, his figure was tight and slender. He was obviously bored and was playing with his mobile phone with one hand, but his back was very straight. This made Cen Qing Yu envied her figure.

"Azhi, you can go!" Cen Qinghui rode out and passed by Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi squinted his eyes and looked at him, then chased after him, "Your bicycle wheels are much plumper than last semester."

"what?"

"Not so deflated."

The hidden line is, you are light.

"Brother, if you want to praise me for losing weight, can you just say it! I'm afraid I'll miss your sincere praise!"

"Ha ha."

"Do you know what it feels like to fall from the second floor? I have nightmares every night—either I dream of being chased by a psychopath, or I dream that I am locked in a dark and quiet place, and I am so incapable every day! Wake up, sweating all over!"

Xia Zhi said, "Insomnia, dreamy dreams and night sweats, what are you..."

"Frail?"

Xia Zhi suddenly rode past Cen Qingyun's side quickly: "You have reached menopause, remember to drink more Madam Jingxin Oral Liquid!"

Cen Qing was furious and quickly followed: "Meditate? I'm still dying!"

Just as he was turning a corner, a dog ran out suddenly, Cen Qinghui braked suddenly, and the dog walker trotted out to take the dog back.

How dangerous!

Cen Qinghui breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Xia Zhi who had stopped a dozen meters away to wait for her, and was about to try her best to catch up, when the chain of the car fell off.

"Why do I have such a back!"

Xia Zhi rode back, looked for him, and issued the death notice: "Come on, you can take a taxi."

"It's morning rush hour! Do you think your family drives a taxi, and I can take it whenever I want?"

Xia Zhi immediately patted Cen Qinghui on the head.

"Say it again?" Xia Zhi's eyes were cold.

Cen Qinghui has long been used to admitting cowardly before a small force value is issued.Is he afraid of Xia Zhi?No, he is hurting Xia Zhi.

"It's morning rush hour now, I'm not the taxi, I can let you take a taxi whenever you want."

"Heh." Xia Zhi sent Cen Qinghui's bicycle to a small shop by the side of the road, and asked Cen Qinghui to send him a five yuan red envelope as a storage fee.

"That No. [-] bus can let you catch up with the tail of the school bell." Xia Zhi raised his chin.

Cen Qinghui flew over: "You should tell me sooner if you see it!"

He rushed up when the door was about to close, there was no place and it was crowded to death, he managed to grab the handrail, and watched Xia Zhi ride away on his bicycle.

"If you are brothers, you should take the bus together and act alone as the hero of the youth campus, aren't you lonely!"

Just after complaining, Cen Qingyi's phone vibrated. He thought it was a WeChat message from Xia Zhi, but he didn't expect it to be the strange number from the morning.

[If you have already boarded the bus, don’t act bravely. 】

Cen Qingxuan's first reaction was that this person was either a prankster or really a genius.

But after thinking about it, I felt a chill down my spine again. Is this some neuropathy paying attention to me?

No, no, even a few people with ulterior motives, how can he expect that the bicycle will break down and he will end up on the bus?

And it's more in line with Xia Zhi to act bravely, right?At best, he, Cen Qingxuan, was just a melon eater who watched and acted bravely.

So... this can only be a coincidence of sending the wrong text message.

Cen Qinghui replied to the other party: Excuse me, master, is everything inappropriate today?

I regret it when it's over.Now they are all data packages, and the amount of information on his mobile phone is limited, so why waste it on a passerby like this!

Cen Qingyun was bumped lightly by something, and he turned his face to the side, only to realize that it was Grandma Chang who lived downstairs.

The clothes on Grandma Chang's body have been worn for several years, and the neckline is still a little threadbare. She is over 60 years old, and she carries a canvas bag on her shoulder, which is tightly clamped with her arms.

A few days ago, I heard from my mother that Grandma Chang's wife had cancer and was hospitalized in the hospital, and her child was still working in other places. As an old man, she had to run between the hospital and her home.The child took out all the savings from work in the past few years, and the only ones left in the family were also emptied.She also asked a lot of relatives to get the surgery fee for this time.

Cen Qinghui recalled that when she was young, her mother worked night shifts in the hospital, and her father was too busy with business to go home at night. Grandma Chang felt distressed when she saw it, and often asked him to do his homework at home and steamed delicious snacks for him.

At some point, a short man squeezed into Grandma Chang's side. He lowered his head and leaned against her canvas bag from time to time.

And in his hand, it seems... is a small blade?