I still want to pretend after falling off the horse

The monthly exam came as scheduled, but Yang Yixin still didn't join the correct answer team. He didn't dare to correct the answer before, but now there is no need to correct it. He has the feeling that he will do well in the exam this time, and even the weak English is certain.

Memorizing vocabulary requires skills, including but not limited to Shang Yuan's personal teaching, torture and happiness.Of course, it is best not to use this kind of tutoring frequently. The side effects are generally manifested as dull eyes, weak legs, and confusion after use. If the symptoms are severe, you will unconsciously mutter words. If you listen carefully, you will find that the recitation is: "Contine——continue, continue."

"Wrong." A devilish voice came from above his head, as if to drag his soul into hell.

"Wrong, wrong, what's wrong?" Yang Yixin was terrified.

"Think for yourself."

"...wait a minute, give me another chance!" Yang Yixin panicked and hugged himself into a ball, "continue! Continue!"

Then Shang Yuan continued.

Youdao is that there is no free lunch in the world. After such a hard study, I am sorry for my mental and physical efforts if my English is not more than [-] this time.

There is another important matter, Yang Yixin thought about it for several days.He has always been hesitant. After the exam, he asked Shang Yuan: "Do you want to visit my house?"

Shang Yuan did not refuse.

The car passed through the urban area, and after turning into a fork, the road narrowed and the road surface became a little bumpy.The driver didn't walk this road, and the speed was a little faster. When passing a pit, the car body shook violently and made a "bang" sound.

"Master, stop here, I'm about to vomit." Yang Yixin quickly stopped him.

The car was parked in front of a hardware store. Shang Yuan got out of the car and looked forward. The whole road was full of hardware, furniture parts, and custom-made doors and windows.A canteen is sandwiched in a small location, the store is very narrow, only the cigarettes on the counter are placed in the most conspicuous place.

Yang Yixin led the way silently, while Shang Yuan observed the surrounding environment, the weather was severe cold, many shops were deserted, and there was no one to be seen from the door.

A small stall selling steamed buns stood abruptly by the roadside. The stall owner was a dark-skinned middle-aged man, resting in a chair. When he saw two people coming, he shouted in a heavy accent: "The freshly cooked steamed buns are hot. of!"

Yang Yixin ignored him, so he leaned back in the chair, put his hands in his sleeves, and continued to stare blankly.

After passing the small stall, Yang Yixin turned into an alley. It was originally cloudy, but once he entered the alley, it became even darker.Shang Yuan raised his head and found that there was not even a street lamp in the alley, so it was very gloomy to walk in the daytime, and he couldn't imagine how dark it would be at night.

This is the way Yang Yixin often walked. In the past years, he had to go home alone through the gloomy and dark alleys every night.Shang Yuan suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

While walking, Yang Yixin suddenly stopped. Shang Yuan looked ahead and found a trash can lying in the middle of the road. Various lunch boxes, fruit peels and wine bottles were scattered on the ground. The disgusting smell of food was floating in the alley. .

"I'm convinced." Yang Yixin cursed secretly.

Shang Yuan took a look at him and found that he was not really angry, but a little helpless. He was used to this situation and couldn't help being annoyed.

Yang Yixin turned his head and changed his way, saying: "There is a man living inside. He always comes out to get drunk when he drinks too much, and kicks the trash can every time."

"No one cares?" Shang Yuan asked.

"Yes." Yang Yixin said: "The courage to reason with him was broken, so he was detained for a few days, and even worse when he came out. Later..."

Suddenly there was a woman's yelling from behind: "Fucking stinky bastard will drink to death sooner or later, why isn't he dead! Fucking bastard! The whole family's stinky bastard!"

Yang Yixin spread his hands, "That's it, everyone is waiting for him to drink and die."

Shang Yuan looked back again, his expression was gloomy.

They took a detour and finally entered a unit. An incandescent lamp was lit at the dim entrance of the tube building. The gray walls had peeling cement, and moss was crawling on the wet walls and the bottom of the window sills.

Yang Yixin looked up and Shang Yuan asked, "Aren't you going up?"

He shook his head, "The house has always been rented, and now it has been returned to the landlord."

Shang Yuan suddenly remembered that when Yang Yixin went to his house on the first day, he only carried a suitcase and a bag, which could not be all his wealth for so many years, so he asked, "Have you finished moving your things at home?"

"I don't want it anymore. Anyway, it's my mother's, not mine."

His tone was calm and cold.Shang Yuan wanted to find some other emotions from it, but there was none.If I have to say it, probably the only thing I have is resentment.

I still remember one time when Yang Yixin was depressed, Shang Yuan asked him what was wrong, and he said: I miss my mother.

Very different tone from now.

Shang Yuan felt a new perspective opened up, and a more real Yang Yixin opened up to him, but he only saw a corner of it, and he felt that it was unusual.

At this time, there were footsteps in the corridor, and a man came out with his head covered in oil. He was wearing a worn-out red cotton padded jacket with spots of oil on it.

As soon as he looked up, he saw two people standing outside, one of them was very familiar, the man took a closer look, he was really an acquaintance, his eyes immediately showed a fierce look, he rushed forward to pull Yang Yixin's collar!

Before Yang Yixin could react, Shang Yuan next to him grabbed the man's arm, pushed him away, and frowned, "What are you doing?!

The man staggered a few steps, pointed at Yang Yixin and said, "Little bastard, you brought a helper, right? You wait for me, I'll kill you!"

"Did he offend you?" Shang Yuan asked.

"He lost my wife." The man glared at Yang Yixin fiercely.

Now Shang Yuan also felt strange, and turned his head to look at Yang Yixin with probing eyes.

Yang Yixin quickly explained: "I didn't mess with his wife, I didn't do anything!"

"Did you stuff the paper?!" The man fumbled in various pockets on his body, and finally took out a crumpled note to question.

Now he remembered that before he left, he had indeed slipped a note into this man's house, reminding his wife that she was cheating upstairs, but he didn't expect him to keep the note for so long.Yang Yixin laughed, "Why do you say I stuffed it? What evidence do you have?"

The man spread the note and scolded: "You still fucking say it's not your handwriting? I'll fuck your mother!"

"How do you know it's my handwriting?" Yang Yixin asked again without being angry.

"I knew it! Damn it, I'll kill you!"

This man wanted to kill Yang Yixin one by one, and Shang Yuan frowned when he heard it beside him, "Who are you killing? Keep your mouth clean!"

Yang Yixin stopped Shang Yuan, and said to the man, "You know my characters, because when you went to my house to steal things, you saw my homework, right?"

"Who the hell stole your stuff?!" The man denied it.

"Who the hell wrote you a note!" Yang Yixin shot back.

"You!" The man wanted to hit him, but seeing that Shang Yuan was there, his two fists were no match for four hands, and he didn't want to suffer this loss, so he spat on the ground fiercely, pointed at Yang Yixin and said, "Don't give it to me!" Catch you, my wife is gone, sleeping with you is like sleeping!"

As soon as the words fell, Shang Yuan suddenly turned around and punched him in the face!The man screamed and fell into the snowdrift next to him, angry from his heart, trying to get up and fight back.Shang Yuan stepped on his chest!

"You... Ho... Ho..." The man was trampled out of breath, and he tried to scratch his feet with his hands, but he couldn't move at all.

"Sleeping who?" Shang Yuan looked down at him with a cold tone.

The man wanted to scold, but the strength in his chest seemed to crush his bones, and he didn't have the guts to scold again, so he could only say in pain, "No, no!"

"Apologize." Shang Yuan said.

"I'm sorry..."

Yang Yixin walked to Shang Yuan's side, stepped on his crotch, and said with a smile: "Next time I catch you, I'll kill you."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry..." The key part was stepped on, and the man's face was pale and trembling with fright.

The two let go of their feet, and the man ran away rolling and crawling.

Yang Yixin said: "Look, this building is full of people like this. There are thieves, drunks, domestic violence wives and children upstairs, and street sellers downstairs. It's amazing that everyone Living here, it seems that like attracts like. If I live here for a long time, I will become like them, I..."

"You are different." Shang Yuan grabbed his hand.

Yang Yixin was silent for a few seconds, then slowly withdrew his hand, "Would you like to visit my old school?"

As he said that, he turned around and walked out. Shang Yuan looked at him, his back was inexplicably lonely. For a moment, it seemed that a fortress was built around him, and he quietly distanced himself from everything outside.

Go out from the unit, walk through the gloomy alley, walk through the desolate street, and then cross a road. After walking for ten minutes, you can see the gate of No. [-] High School across the road.

Seventeenth Middle School was on holiday, the gate was closed tightly, but the small door next to it was open, and the guard room was empty, and the two of them walked in without hindrance.

The way to enter the door leads directly to the teaching building, and the door of the teaching building is locked, so I can't go up.

Yang Yixin stood on the square in front of the teaching building for a while, led him along and said, "This is the teaching building, see the one on the left? The girls' dormitory. The laboratory building is on the right, and the laboratory building is newer."

When they walked downstairs to the laboratory building, Yang Yixin jumped onto the steps in two steps, lifted the iron lock on the iron door, turned around and said: "I fought with people here in my freshman year of high school. This iron lock broke the bridge of a person's nose, and the broken lock has not been replaced until now. Then it was here again, and I beat the English teacher again."

"Why?" Shang Yuan asked.

"This English teacher loves to swear. Several students wanted to mess with him, so I joined in. They kicked one of them with a sack, and I kicked him twice, because he kicked me once when he was struggling, and I had to kick back. .” Yang Yixin pointed to the top of his head, “Then it will be monitored by security.”

They walked back, and Yang Yixin continued to introduce: "This building is a dormitory for boys. I also fought in it, but I didn't win. They are too despicable. If three of them can't win, I will find a girl to bring me in." , six people go together."

Shang Yuan's heart ached, and standing downstairs in the boys' dormitory, he seemed to see Yang Yixin being coaxed into this dormitory at that time, surrounded by six boys without any defense.

Six beat one, and he simply said "I didn't win".Shang Yuan didn't dare to think about how tragic the fight was behind these three words, and the six people made heavy hands again.

"But they didn't feel well, and one of them was dropped out of school directly." Yang Yixin said again.

Shang Yuan asked: "Is there no one to care about?"

"Nobody cares, the teacher doesn't dare to care, the principal has been arrested for corruption, and no one wants to pick up the mess. Have you seen that loudspeaker?" Yang Yixin pointed to a loudspeaker on the roof, "It's broken, from the I haven’t heard a ring since I entered school, do you know where the money went? It was all stolen by the principal.”

This simply made Shang Yuan feel unbelievable, how much is a loudspeaker?Even greedy for this little money, what kind of school is this, what kind of principal is it?

Yang Yixin said: "In this school, the teachers are just there to make a living, and the students are just to get a high school diploma. The worst school in Wenyang is not a joke. If there is any merit, the tuition fee is Wenyang. Yang is the lowest."

"Why did you stay here for two years?" Shang Yuan asked, "Any school is better than this."

Yang Yixin smiled bitterly, "I can't afford to go to any other school."