I don't know if it's a boy

"After class, it's time to eat! My brain cells were almost destroyed in class all morning!" Wang Zhuo raised his head when he heard the bell, and said to Tao Zhiyuan.

Tao Zhiyuan paused, and said, "Then let's go to a cafeteria, and I'll tidy up."

Tao Zhiyuan's home is in the bungalow area behind No. [-] Middle School. His father usually drives a truck and his mother works as a waiter. His younger brother is in the second year of junior high school. He usually eats in the cafeteria at noon, so he can only eat in the cafeteria or the food street near No. [-] Middle School.

On the first day of school, Wang Zhuo couldn't refuse to ask him to eat so enthusiastically. After clearing the table, he followed Wang Zhuo to a cafeteria.

No. [-] Middle School faces north, the dormitory building and the canteen are on the second floor opposite, and there is a huge playground in the middle.There are three canteens, and the one closest to the second floor is a canteen.

Wang Zhuo and Tao Zhiyuan quickly went downstairs to the cafeteria opposite. As soon as they entered the first floor, a figure scurried behind them, brushed past Tao Zhiyuan's shoulder, and apologized while trotting.

"Sorry, buddy, let me go."

"Go, everyone is starving to death on the first day! Hurry up and sit at the same table, there will be no good food in a while!" Wang Zhuo jumped up and said in surprise.

"It's okay, let's arrange it slowly." Tao Zhiyuan reassured.

So the two decisively chose a line that was not too long, and then slowly lined up for dinner.

After the meal, the two returned to the classroom. Wang Zhuo picked up the basketball in the back row and said to Tao Zhiyuan, "Let's go to the same table, let's go play."

"No, I will write the paper, you can go." Tao Zhiyuan returned to his seat, took out the paper left by the math teacher after class in the morning, and began to write slowly.

After hearing this, Wang Zhuo went to the basketball court behind the sophomore year by himself.

"Ding ding ding——" The bell rang for class preparation, and Tao Zhiyuan broke away from the sea of ​​papers, and put on the silver-white framed glasses on the table.He has some short-sightedness but not serious, only about 200 degrees, so he usually does not wear glasses, only when looking at the blackboard.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the schedule. The first section was English.

"Oh, it's September and it's still so hot." Wang Zhuo hurried back from the back door, threw the ball on the ground, then took a piece of paper from Sun Xiaoxiao's desk, and complained to Tao Zhiyuan while wiping his sweat road.

Sun Xiaoxiao waited for him to sit down, then patted him on the back suddenly, and said, "I just said how my paper is usually used up so fast, and you have taken away all my feelings!"

"Hey, I'll buy you delicious food later." Wang Zhuo turned his head and said flatteringly to her.

"Tao Zhiyuan, can you really stand your deskmate? Don't you have any intention of changing seats?" Sun Xiaoxiao twitched his lips.

"It's... not bad..." Tao Zhiyuan smiled shyly.

Wang Zhuo shook his head suddenly, and said, "Don't provoke me and my tablemate, we'll be fine."

Chen Tianhao, Sun Xiaoxiao's deskmate, pushed his glasses and stammered, "Old... the teacher is here, let's go to class." Chen Tianhao is the study committee member of the class, and he looks like a rigid three-good student.

"I'm not defeated. I'm a good man who doesn't fight women." After Wang Zhuo said teasingly, he opened the English book.

Sun Xiaoxiao twitched the corners of her lips, but didn't say anything more.

Tao Zhiyuan and Chen Tianhao silently looked at each other, then lowered their heads.

"Students, it's time for get out of class to end..."

After hearing this, Wang Zhuo quickly stopped writing, packed his schoolbag, turned around and ran out the back door, shouting "See you at the same table tomorrow!"

After hearing this, Tao Zhiyuan was about to answer him, but only saw his flying clothes, shook his head helplessly, and then prepared to leave the classroom.

At the end, I heard Sun Xiaoxiao muttering, "Run so fast, are you rushing to reincarnate..."

The arrangement of No. [-] Middle School is that evening self-study will only start in the second half of the second semester of senior high school, but there is a special large self-study room for day students who want to go to self-study, and there are special teachers on duty in it.

Tao Zhiyuan usually chooses to go home and read books. After all, he has learned almost the knowledge of the second year of high school during the summer vacation.

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Time passed, and the first day of the new semester passed by in such a hurry. Tao Zhiyuan was carrying his schoolbag and holding a booklet of classical Chinese in his left hand, ready to go downstairs and go home.

After passing a few roads and corners, he came to an alley, and at the end of the alley was his house.

Strictly speaking, this is a house rented by his family.His hometown is a rural area more than 300 kilometers away, but his father owed 10,000+ loans from gambling in his early years, so he had to leave his hometown and bring his wife, him and his brother to the city.

They kept moving and wandering around without a fixed place.When I was in junior high school, my father got into a car accident while riding a motorcycle while drunk. Because the family had no money to compensate, he had to go to prison and serve three months in prison.Originally, his father's personality had changed when he came out, but now... his nature is hard to change.

Thinking of this, Tao Zhiyuan couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then walked into the house.

There is a lawn at the entrance, and the previous tenant planted some vegetables. My mother didn’t have time to plant anything because she worked as a waiter in a restaurant until nine o’clock in the evening, so she abandoned it there.

"Mom, why did you come back so early today?" Tao Zhiyuan looked at his mother who was supposed to be working, and asked with some doubts.

"A colleague transferred my shift with me today, and she has something to do tomorrow." Yang Songjie looked at his handsome eldest son and showed a gentle smile.

"By the way, Mom, the teacher wants me to participate in the competition, but I may need some money to sign up and buy the competition questions." Tao Zhiyuan pinched his fingers in his pocket unconsciously, and said unrelentingly.

"It's fine, don't worry about the money, I'll figure out a way, let's go into the house, and the meal will be ready in no time." Yang Songjie held the shovel, stopped looking at him, and said unnaturally.

After hearing this, Tao Zhiyuan entered the room, put down his schoolbag and took out the papers, sat on an old chair, looked at the neat desk with some faded paint, and started to do his homework.

"Whether you want to come back or not! It's the same with you or without you!" Tao Zhiyuan heard his mother shouting angrily outside the room.

He opened the door and walked out. His mother seemed to know what he was going to do, so she said, "It's okay. Your dad won't come back to eat at night. Go to the door and see why your brother hasn't come back."

Tao Zhiyuan didn't want to say anything more when he heard the words, so he nodded and walked out.

When he walked to the small supermarket at the entrance of the alley, he saw a somewhat familiar figure—the idiot who went to the wrong campus that day.

His somewhat messy hair did not affect his handsomeness. He was wearing a No. [-] Middle School uniform, a pair of basketball shoes that were worth a lot of money at first sight, and a cigarette was stuck between his right index finger.

Not only him, but also a bunch of gangsters who didn't look like good guys, they were wielding knives and sticking to the ground, the leader was very arrogant, he was about to hit that boy on the shoulder with a stick.

The boy took a step back, and spit out a few words in a hoarse throat: "I hate getting my clothes dirty."

After all, he grabbed the leader's stick, turned the weight, and started a fight.

Although Tao Zhiyuan was not short, he had never been in a fight before. When Zhengchou didn't know what to do, he had an idea and shouted at the corner: "The police are here."

Although this group of people did not hear the alarm, the police station here is not far away. Although the alley is difficult to find, they did not want to take the risk, so they gave up.

Before leaving, the leader said, "I'll let you go today, and we'll settle the score another day."

The boy glanced at it with disdain, and then turned his attention to the person behind him who made the sound.

Tao Zhiyuan looked at the young man's fiery eyes and had no choice but to walk out.

"Thank you just now, my name is Sun Zhe." Sun Zhe smoked a cigarette and looked at him with eyes full of smiles.

"You're welcome, my name is Tao Zhiyuan." Tao Zhiyuan grabbed the hem of his clothes unnaturally and said in a low voice.

"What's your name? Forget it, add a WeChat account and treat you to dinner another day."

"I didn't bring my mobile phone...and I don't need to eat..." Tao Zhiyuan didn't want to admit that he was using an elderly phone, so he lied.

"Okay, see you later." Sun Zhe put down these words, walked out of the alley, and picked up his mobile phone to call his buddy Zhang Yitian.

"I just came to buy the cold baked noodles for my mother, but they were blocked by the rubbish in the experiment... It's nothing, let's talk when we go back..." Sun Zhe said while walking.

"Brother, you're here to pick me up!" Tao Sijian said cheerfully as he ran up to Tao Zhiyuan with his schoolbag on his back.

"Well, let's go home, mom should be ready for dinner." Tao Zhiyuan didn't stop looking at the back that had already gone away until Tao Si saw him.

Tao Sijian and Tao Zhiyuan walked home slowly, listening to his younger brother talking about what happened at school, he felt that he finally relaxed today.

The backs of one tall and one short, against the backdrop of the setting sun, are getting longer and longer...

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It is still a day when there is no stock, but I will try to update it.